Note: I know nothing about fashion shows, models, etc. I legit made up everything for the sake of the story. Enjoy.
Nia was pouting as she sat in her dressing room. The five foot tall woman had her arms crossed as she stared at the chubby, spider-like woman in front of her. The six armed woman was getting out her measuring tape before turning to the silver haired woman. “You ready for the show? Multiple cameras will be out there. You gotta show them what you got while showing off the outfit.” The woman with a headset said while using her arms to take multiple measurements. She spoke so fast that Nia couldn't even get in a single word. However, as if used to the situation, the silver haired woman remained silent. The spider-like woman was constantly moving Nia's arms, taking measurements along the arms, around the waist, and up her sides.
It wasn't until after she took all the measurements that she noticed Nia's pouting face. “And make sure to show them that beautiful smile of yours. It helps make a good impression.” The gray skinned woman said as her bottom left hand gently cupped Nia’s face.
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The spider-like woman could only pout as her blue eyes focused on her model. “What’s wrong, darling?” Latcha asked softly.
“Not in the mood.” Nia responded while turning towards the mirror. She looked at her bright blue skin, sulking slightly.
Latcha watched for a few seconds before gently turning her model around. Nia watched in shock as she was forced back to face the giant woman. “Let me take a few more measurements.” The gray skinned woman said. Nia rolled her eyes as she let the six armed woman move her hands above her head. What caught the five foot woman off guard was the sudden tickling sensation in her pits moments later. Her green eyes looked down as a smile began to form on her lips. She watched as two of Latcha's hands began to scribble away at her pits, getting the hollows. “Do you want to tell me what's wrong now?” The spider-like woman asked.
“N-no.” Nia responded while struggling to hold in her laughter. Her body wiggled in an attempt to get away from the scribbling fingers. And yet, Latcha only rolled her eyes and kept on scribbling away at her ticklish model. The longer that her pits were teased, the worse it got for the silver haired woman. Nia closed her eyes and kicked her feet slightly in an attempt to distract herself. However, after only a minute, the five foot woman bursts out laughing. “NAHAHAHAHAHA! LAHAHAHATCHAHAHAHAA! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Nia pleaded. Her head flew back as she kicked her legs desperately. Her arms pulled in an attempt to cover her pits, but the gray woman kept a firm grip on them.
“Gonna tell me what's wrong?” Latcha asked while her fingers nimbly teased and tickled away at the sensitive pits. Nia shook her head while laughing. She refused to look at her tickler as she fought to get away. As soon as Latcha received her answer, she used her last two arms to scribble away just below Nia's ribs.
“NOHOHOHOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Nia pleaded as she felt the second set of hands tickling her. Her laughter turned to screams that filled the room. And yet, despite her pleas, Latcha could only smile at her ticklish victim. The spider lady kept going for a few seconds before asking her question again. “OKAHAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAY! I'LL TAHAHAHAHAHALK!” Nia pleaded, knowing that any longer would cause tears to go down her face.
Latcha immediately stopped before grabbing a frilly, bright red dress. “Tell me what's wrong while I make small adjustments.” The tall woman said.
Nia took multiple deep breaths while sitting back in her chair. A smile was stuck on her face as she recovered from the sudden tickle attack. “I-it's that stupid Relisca person. I don't get why she's so popular!” She began, her voice growing angrier with every word. “She's not even that good looking! I swear if she wasn't a model for Ulemi, she wouldn't have anyone looking at her!”
