So, enter Charise —network security wizard, cyber-brained badass, and lowkey the most composed human I’ve ever met. She’s the type of woman who triple-encrypts her coffee order and probably has a firewall guarding her Netflix account. Charise doesn’t just walk into a room—she scans it for vulnerabilities and silently patches them with her mind.

I've known her for a few months, and she knows all about my tickling video business, but she seemed far too vanilla to ever model for me.

We were working together on a client project that was way too serious for my goblin brain, so of course, after five hours of back-end server talk and digital fortresses, I had the *urge*. You know the one. The chaos impulse. Seeing her feet in sandals made me focus more on envisioning her laughing than the project at hand.

I looked at her and asked “Hey, real question. When’s the last time you laughed your face off? Like, actually lost control?”

She raises an eyebrow. “I don’t really... do that. I mean, I laugh. Sometimes. But I’m not super ticklish, if that’s where this is going.”

Oh, Charise. Sweet, logical Charise. You just *challenged* me in the most dangerous way possible.

I challenge her to a tickle test. Quick, brief, down to business.

To my surprise, she agrees to the “tickle test” with the confidence of someone who clearly thinks she’s patched all emotional vulnerabilities. “It's been years,” she says, “but go ahead. I doubt you'll get a reaction.”

So we begin.

Charise has never seen a pair of stocks, much less be locked in them. But here she is, locked, stocked, and ready to laugh.

She tells me that she is ticklish but not super ticklish, and it's been years since someone has tickled her feet.

I start with a light tickle test and I don't get much of a reaction. I'm tickling her soles like I’m a confused raccoon pawing at a vending machine. She’s cool as a cucumber in a VPN. This is when I thought this was going to be a complete bust. But you're reading this and the video is posted so obviously we had a ticklish breakthrough!

It was just about finding Charise's sweet spot. When I do It’s like h*tting the red self-destruct button in a spy movie! Charise EXPLODES. She goes from hacker queen to *laughing, flailing, panicked human pudding* in half a second. I’m talking full-on belly-laughter. Head back, mouth open, eyes watering.

The best part is the longer I tickle her the more ticklish she gets! It's great watching this ultra-professional woman, who probably has four-factor authentication for her Wi-Fi, unravel like a Looney Tunes character.

So yeah—turns out even iron-clad cyber queens have a human patch update called “foot tickle vulnerability.” And if you find the right spot, the whole system crashes.

Tickle responsibly, folks.

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