You can see it in her eyes, that moment of realization when her body’s betraying her. The giggles turn into desperate laughs, and before long, Kiara's squirming like a fish on a hook. As the tickles keep coming, her attempts to stop them become weaker, her voice less sure, turning from commands to pleas. Kiara learns the hard way that in this room, control’s just a fantasy, and the tickles always win.

You can see it in her eyes, that moment of realization when her body’s betraying her. The giggles turn into desperate laughs, and before long, Kiara's squirming like a fish on a hook. As the tickles keep coming, her attempts to stop them become weaker, her voice less sure, turning from commands to pleas. Kiara learns the hard way that in this room, control’s just a fantasy, and the tickles always win.