Published 2025-10-18

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For a young girl, tickling is nothing more than a “prank.” Yet it might be the spark that awakens her sexuality—unaware that she is being seen as a woman.
Work No. 32. Displayed as if carved into the wall, this piece allows visitors to fully appreciate its expression and breasts from the front, and its back and buttocks from behind, leaving nothing to the imagination.
It is displayed this way because this work exists to be “tickled” by visitors. While confined within the narrow space of the frame, the work leaves its neck, back, sides, and soles of the feet completely exposed and defenseless.
Numerous tickling tools are arranged directly in front of the work. Please use them to thoroughly tickle the work's body. Unlike No.12, another work specifically designed for tickling, this piece reveals its charm when tickled by visitors' hands.

Though petite, the work's body is extremely sensitive. It seems highly ticklish, reacting strongly to tickling anywhere on its body. However, no matter how ticklish it feels, the work's body, restrained within the bondage frame, cannot escape—not even a single toe.
At first, the overwhelming ticklishness will likely have it rolling around laughing. But as it is coated with aphrodisiacs and its erogenous zones stimulated, it should begin to feel pleasure alongside the ticklishness. What kind of reaction will the work show when it climaxes from the tickling? Enjoying this kind of growth is part of the experience with this work.

When the work was human, she was a lively, energetic girl who fit the description of a tomboy. Growing up surrounded by brothers, she was strong-willed enough to hold her own in fights with boys, often earning comments like “I can't see her as a girl.”
From childhood, she often played alongside the boys, engaging in games like tag, adventures, baseball, and dodgeball. She excelled at physical activities and was apparently faster at running than the boys. Conversely, she struggled with academics and disliked sitting still.
She also loved playing pranks and often got scolded by teachers for teasing them during elementary school. However, she absolutely hated being tickled. When her friends used the Metal Shower on her, she'd jump up with a cat-like “Funyaaaah!?” and ever since, she'd warn her friends, “If you tickle me, we're done!”
After advancing to middle school, she had fewer chances to play with her classmates. Still, she refused to join any clubs, saying, “I want to play a lot!” Instead, she often played with the elementary school kids at the neighborhood park. Beloved by the children as the “neighborhood big sister,” she played tag and caught bugs with them.
It was a childish work, unbecoming of my age, but even as my peers became aware of sexuality, I myself had very little sense that I was a girl. My leggings were always visible peeking out from under my skirt, drawing the attention of the boys in my class without me even noticing. There was even a time when I tried to change clothes in front of the boys and the girls hurriedly stopped me.
Even when playing with neighborhood kids, she'd climb trees in her skirt and leggings, making the other children blush. All this behavior stemmed from her never dreaming she could be seen as a girl. The phrase “I can't see you as a girl,” repeated since childhood, had gradually shifted meaning into a way for others to hide their embarrassment.

However, the work that still takes those words at face value seems completely unaware that she is being viewed with lustful eyes. While she possesses a little sexual knowledge, she remains an innocent being, seemingly unaware even of romantic feelings, and this is how she became the subject of the work. When the exhibition began, she couldn't grasp the meaning of others seeing her naked and apparently thought it was “some kind of prank.”
Even being tickled by visitors only registered as “someone playing a prank” to her. But as she was given an aphrodisiac and her erogenous zones stimulated, she gradually awakened to pleasure. Learning the sensation of climax, realizing she was being seen as a woman... Why not enjoy watching this work awaken to womanhood?