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PART 3: fav.me/de01m0l

INTERROGATIONS PROCEDURES 1.0

Among the many possibilities the endless cycle this world is ruled under. A reality such as this awaits, its potentiality hidden to be discovered. That is the way the world goes; death and rebirth, end and beginning. Thus our story is no less likely to take place…
“Why am I here again?” She did not bother to hide her resentment at all “Someone cares to explain?” Her words were picked politely, her voice was nothing on the like, it oozed with hate and scorn as a poison being spit with each word. Her blue eyes stabbed repeatedly the people whose animosity was aimed with insolence.
“Sure thing, ensign Shikinami” Replied a strong authoritative voice “Would you like to do the honours, cadet Makinami?” A pair of eyebrows were twitched at this cheeky display of sarcastic mockery.
“Absolutely, Captain Katsuragi!” Replied an eager juvenile voice. The person uttering those words puffed her chest ignoring the murderous stare from the individual beside her. There was a pause until this girl opened her eyes looking apologetically “On these cases I would fix my glasses over my nose, but...” A resigned smirk accompanied her words.
Not until a helping hand offered assistance did the girl begin with her exposition. Her throat was cleared once and twice, being the second time louder in order to overcome a battle of audibility over a certain angered person’s gritting teeth.
“In the year 2000 a meteor fell over the Arctic leading to a catastrophe without precedents known as the Second Impact. The sea-levels rose, economy collapsed and world’s population was drastically reduced. Fifteen years later the first signs of recovery were starting to be seen. However a new menace in the form of Angels attacked humankind who could only defend itself with the prototype gigantic weapons codenamed Evangelion” Explained the girl who would triumphantly have fixed her glasses’ position should she be able to move her hands.
“Thanks for the exposition, cadet Makinami” Said the older of the people present nodding satisfactorily. Her brown eyes met with the pair of azure gems that burned with rage “And you, as the third child are one of the chosen individuals to pilot those weapons against...”
“Cut the crap out! I already know all of that!” Said one of the girls bursting with violent rage “I mean what’s the deal with this!” Her eyes and chin were used to point at a particular device, since her hands, similar to her partner, were devoid of any freedom of movement.
Asuka Shikinami Langley, as the furious redhead was named, struggled with all her might against the bonds that held her ankles before her body and hands above her head. The hostility she displayed was an evident referent of the girl’s explosive personality. At her right, sharing a seat in the bizarre contraption that made sure none of them could stand, lay a second girl similar in age but different in personality and looks.
“But Asuka, didn’t you read today’s drill’s report?” Asked Mari Illustrious Makinami with a friendly smile over her face, it did not appease the exasperated girl though.
“Huh? Are you really that idiot? I never read those! I’m more than bored with synchronization tests. I know all of the procedures by heart already: arrive to Geo-front in time, change into the plug suit, get inside a simulation chamber and so on...” Asuka examined her current predicament “But this? What’s wrong with you, Misato?” Declared the girl, clenching the toes of her bare feet, the only part of her body she could move freely to some extent.
That in fact was the reason for Asuka’s trepidation. All of sudden, without she could understand the turn of events, she had been asked to sit over an strange mechanism to, in seconds, being restrained just for the lower part of her red suit to be taken away, leaving a pair of virginal soles to be seen in all of their beautiful glory protruding from, what the girl imagined, acted as a set of metal stocks. Due to either good or bad luck, she was not alone in her ordeal. Mari, the latest addition to the Evangelion project as a pilot, shared a seat with her. The pair of feet that accompanied Asuka’s was no less endearing than those of the half-Japanese, half-German girl. Although the brunette did not seem to mind her predicament, should she have any concern clouding her mind she did not show and happily sprawled her liberated toes enjoying the feeling of fresh air around her feet.
Misato Katsuragi, main strategist at the Japanese branch of the all-powerful society known as Nerv, allowed herself to have a tired sigh slip through her pillowy lips. Those she opened to continue with her instruction over the girls, although she was interrupted before any words could be uttered.
“Permission to speak, captain?” Asked Mari, making sure one of her arms was more straightened than the other.
“What are you doing, you weirdo?” Unsurprisingly, Asuka could not let this non-sense continue and spoke her mind regarding her partner’s behaviour.
“I was trying to raise my arm. But these binds are a bother” Explained the brunette as nonchalantly as she could, something bizarre given her situation.
“Permission granted” Interceded Misato, who noticed the redhead about to produce a second impolite verbal bout. The duo of girls’ attention was shifted to her until the one with the glasses realised it was her turn to speak.
“The report said it: today we were going to undergo some interrogation procedures” Explained Mari with the air of pride a student who has learned her lesson would have around her “The Evangelion project is a top-secret one, many people would like to know its details and use them for their own egoistical purposes”
“That’s stupid!” Said Asuka out of sudden “We are like the saviours of humanity. Are we all crazy here? Who would be against us saving the world from the Angels?” The interruption was ignored nonetheless.
“It makes sense that the pilots, as central parts of this project, should be able to keep their secrets in the case we were captured and interrogated”
“As if I’d let that happening...” Said Asuka to herself, once again being deliberately ignored by her interlocutors.
“Mari is right” Ascertained Misato, crossing her arms over the red jacket she usually wore “We can’t risk you spilling the beans in case someone wanted to extract the information out of you” Declared the woman seriously.
“So what? What are you going to do to us?” Asked Asuka staring directly at Misato with a conceited smile “You are not going to harm your precious pilots. Who would move the Eva-02 if something happened to me?”.
“I can also pilot that unit, you know...” Mari cleared her throat and interjected with a whimper. She got silent at the murdering stare she received as an answer.
“You are right on that as well” Declared Misato, who rolled her eyes as soon as she saw the triumphant expression over Asuka’s face “However, there are plenty of things to be done for extracting info. Man is a cruel animal and knows lots of ways to make its kind uncomfortable. Can anyone of you guess how this will go then?” She asked expecting an answer. She did not have to wait for long; foreboding was reflected on Mari’s eyes “Yes, cadet Makinami?”
“Judging from the position we are, the lack of footwear and the fact you don’t want to harm us... I think you are going to tickle our feet somehow!” She replied smiling eagerly.

“WHAT THE HELL?!” Asuka finally exploded “There’s no way I’m taking part of this silly game. Get me out of here! I’m not having any perverts touching me or my feet. Gross!” Said the girl as she attempted to break her shackles, which remained unmoved.
“What’s the problem Asuka, are you ticklish?” Asked Mari unable to refrain her laughter.
The redhead’s forehead blinked with sweat. Her throat raised as she gulped hard, giving away her uneasiness
“Me? Ticklish? That’s stupid! Why would I be affected by something that silly?” She said, her eyes wide open in fearful disbelief over the naked back of her toes, which she could spy over the stocks, sticking ironically and announcing her imminent fate. The way her chest weaved left no place to doubt: Asuka was visibly taken aback by the idea.
Misato could not help but to smile at this image. She would never admit it aloud, but this whole idea came to her one day when, after drinking more than one or two cold beers, she was scolded by the redhead for not using the right amount of washing powder on the laundry. It was then when she realised how much she wanted to correct that arrogant personality of hers. The rest was easy, by pulling some strings among her contacts in the organisation and after ‘convincing’ her good friend Ritsuko to support her proposal, the fruits of her efforts were almost paid just by seeing the affected Asuka, knowing she would eventually beg for her mercy.
“Yeah sure...” Said Mari aloud, bringing Misato back from her daydreaming.
“What was that for?!” Replied the flaming Asuka who had pathetically fallen to her provocation.
“Those who say are not ticklish are the ones who break sooner” Commented Mari, glancing a deferent eye over her partner.
“And what about you? Are you going to tell me you are not ticklish at all? How come you are this calm?” The redhead was losing her patience by every minute.
“Me? I am ticklish. I won’t lie and say I’m not nervous, because I am” She replied biting her lips.
Enough was enough. Was the thought that came to Misato’s mind. Seeing these girls’ anticipation was great, yet, she knew the real ordeal would be more endearing.
“Let us begin. The stocks you are sitting over are equipped with all sorts of tools that will work on your soles to extract the truth out of you. It’s a prototype after all, so this will be its first test run too” That was a lie. Misato knew that torture device’s effectiveness pretty well; after all she would never be able to forget Ritsuko’s maddened shrieks of laughter.
She turned around, her swift fingers pressed expertly a series of commands over a console.
“We will begin with some feathers. This will end whenever you want, but remember there will be a demerit for the one who surrenders first”. Her words were unheard, the girls’ attention was entirely focused on the two pairs of tendril-like cables that sprout from the metal frame, their ends equipped with stiff feathers that waved in the air reaching for their feet.

In less than ten minutes the test chamber reverberated with the combined laughter of the duo. Misato was pleased to acknowledge the machine’s efficiency as the girls were laughing at the top of her lungs. To see Asuka in that state of discomfort had a karmic pleasure attached to it that the purple-haired woman could not describe. However, she felt a sharp jolt of guilt when she understood she had brought Mari, a well-mannered and amiable girl into this.
Because of that, it was no surprise that Asuka, among her desperate howls of laughter, voiced a complain that had been bothering her; aside for the army of ticklish sensations ravaging her creamy soles which glittered because of the oil applied to them.
"Why is... Ahahaha Why is four eyes being tickled less than mehehehAHAHAHAH?!" Managed to say the sweaty redhead.
"Because she's new in the team, you are the veteran, act as such and be an example for her" The reply took its time to be said. Misato’s tongue was busy savouring the soft skin of Mari’s tender left arch.
“Your efforts...” Mari gasped. She had to bit her lower lips to maintain her composure at the mixed and conflicting sensations delivered by ticklish feathers against her feet, a pair of diligent mechanical hands massaging her sensitive soles and her superior’s warm tongue filling her skin with saliva “Are much appreciated... Oh my... Ah...Ah...You are a source of inspiration! Ihihihi it tickles! But it feels so nice...” She added in a low whisper.
“Buhuhulshit! Ehehehe this is unfahahaair!!!” Asuka did not buy this. She might be enduring a living hell filled with ticklish-inducing sensations over her oil-drenched feet, which were being subdued with feathers and spinning brushes that were turning her crazy; but her mind proved to be strong as she suddenly noticed something.
"Why is not that stupid Shinji even here?!" Asuka was somehow able to say in one straight comprehensible sentence even among her terrible ordeal.
"Didn't we see him holding hands with Rei on our way here?" Asked Mari, her cheeks scorching red giving away her thoughts on her current situation. Her back stiffened when the tongue was felt anew.
"WHAT?! WITH THE STUPID DOLL?!" The pilot of the prototype 02 could not accept this. Her rage was such that she almost forgot the unsettling predicament her feet were going through.
"What's the big deal, 'veteran', are you jealous?" Misato had to stop savouring Mari’s innocent feet to comment on Asuka’s discontent.
"Captain Misato, I have a suggestion!" Interceded Mari among intermittent breaths of pleasure mixed with nervous giggles
"What is it, ensign Makinami?" Asked the superior before sliding her wet tongue across the outline of Mari’s delicate feet, whose body flinched at that sensual feeling.
“Ahh...” The girl whose glasses threatened to fall from the tip of her nose spoke within heavy breaths “Why don't we make this drill more significant by... Uhuhu...Forcing Asuka to confirm whether or not she likes senior Shinji?" She finally said before indulging in a long heartily moan.
"That's an excellent idea, ensign Makinami!" Added Misato before indulging to that flavour that was beginning to intoxicate her.
"No way!!! I’LL GEHEHET YOU FOHOHOR THIS! I SWEAR IT!!!!" Complaining Asuka giving in to the torture.
“Captain Katsuragi...” Said Mari panting heavily “Can I...Hmmm...Switch places with you if I last longer than Asuka?” Asked the girl looking away, shyness taking the best of her.
The woman wiped the saliva on her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Would you like to play with my feet?” Asked Misato, her voice tickling Mari’s ears with her teasing tone.
“And with Asuka’s. She smells like LCL and I like it... I wonder if she has its taste ...” The aforementioned did not comment; she was occupied in having her body waving back and forth, fighting against the bonds and the ticklish agony governing her.
On the other hand, Misato’s long and luscious toes, wriggled at the idea of having them worshipped.

Simultaneously, ignored by the three of them, a monitor displayed a tranquil image. Within the shining surface of the screen, a pair of quiet youngsters could be seen. Fellow Evangelion pilots held hands in silence as they strode in the woods, unaware of their partners’ distress. Ignorant to the fact that the only reason they had been allowed for that rest was merely because of the device only having room for two people...

Request for who won the latest raffle and asked me for a most welcomed idea: a classic among classics within the tickle fandom a bit revamped. Classic and new meet. Asuka Shikinami Langley, tsundere in the whole sense of the word and recurrent target of tickle antics, as she appears in the latests movies alongside the cute Mari Illustrious Makinami; being teased by Nerv's strategist Misato Katsuragi, all of them from the "Neon Genesis Evangelion" saga.

Asuka, Mary, Misato, Shinji Ikari and Rei Ayanami are copyrighted by Gainax.

Fun fats:
-For a request I wouldn't usually colour it digitally but I thought it would be a pity, considering the effort and how nice the lineart looked, even if say so myself, to colour it just with pencils.
-Speaking of which, if you see so many details blame for it. As I was drawing the sketch, I had a sudden overwhelm of competitivity and though about, at least, trying to be on par with this other Evangelion pick he did Evangelion giggles...
-I'm surprised at how little tickling pictures there are about Evangelion, and here I thought there were more. At least my memory told me so!
-The presence of Shinji and Rei was not requested but I thought they would make a nice addition to the whole picture. Besides, I think they make a cute couple.
-And in regard of Shinji, I think I'm one of the few humans who don't hate him. Sure, he's an insecure boy but I don't think many people would react different than him in his situation along the series.
-Deciding this idea was not easy, because Animesage had 3 possible suggestions for his request, and believe me, they were all amazing!
-Some days ago I was talking to a pal, who told me that Asuka was his top waifu. The next day...BAM! Animesage asks for this picture. Coincidence? I don't think so!
-I really like Mari as a character, so I'm happy I was requested to draw her. But let's be honest: she's just a cute face in the world of Evangelion, nobody knows what she actually has to offer to the story...
-The pictures in the identity cards are actually the references I usually draw beforehand.
-For the background information at the begining (the explanation Mari gives) I actually had to take one of my NGE manga volumes from the bookshelf and read the intro there. Addionally, thanks to for sugesting me on adding extra data so that readers (specially those non-familiar with the source material) can empathize the more.

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PART 3: fav.me/de01m0l

INTERROGATIONS PROCEDURES 1.0

Among the many possibilities the endless cycle this world is ruled under. A reality such as this awaits, its potentiality hidden to be discovered. That is the way the world goes; death and rebirth, end and beginning. Thus our story is no less likely to take place…
“Why am I here again?” She did not bother to hide her resentment at all “Someone cares to explain?” Her words were picked politely, her voice was nothing on the like, it oozed with hate and scorn as a poison being spit with each word. Her blue eyes stabbed repeatedly the people whose animosity was aimed with insolence.
“Sure thing, ensign Shikinami” Replied a strong authoritative voice “Would you like to do the honours, cadet Makinami?” A pair of eyebrows were twitched at this cheeky display of sarcastic mockery.
“Absolutely, Captain Katsuragi!” Replied an eager juvenile voice. The person uttering those words puffed her chest ignoring the murderous stare from the individual beside her. There was a pause until this girl opened her eyes looking apologetically “On these cases I would fix my glasses over my nose, but...” A resigned smirk accompanied her words.
Not until a helping hand offered assistance did the girl begin with her exposition. Her throat was cleared once and twice, being the second time louder in order to overcome a battle of audibility over a certain angered person’s gritting teeth.
“In the year 2000 a meteor fell over the Arctic leading to a catastrophe without precedents known as the Second Impact. The sea-levels rose, economy collapsed and world’s population was drastically reduced. Fifteen years later the first signs of recovery were starting to be seen. However a new menace in the form of Angels attacked humankind who could only defend itself with the prototype gigantic weapons codenamed Evangelion” Explained the girl who would triumphantly have fixed her glasses’ position should she be able to move her hands.
“Thanks for the exposition, cadet Makinami” Said the older of the people present nodding satisfactorily. Her brown eyes met with the pair of azure gems that burned with rage “And you, as the third child are one of the chosen individuals to pilot those weapons against...”
“Cut the crap out! I already know all of that!” Said one of the girls bursting with violent rage “I mean what’s the deal with this!” Her eyes and chin were used to point at a particular device, since her hands, similar to her partner, were devoid of any freedom of movement.
Asuka Shikinami Langley, as the furious redhead was named, struggled with all her might against the bonds that held her ankles before her body and hands above her head. The hostility she displayed was an evident referent of the girl’s explosive personality. At her right, sharing a seat in the bizarre contraption that made sure none of them could stand, lay a second girl similar in age but different in personality and looks.
“But Asuka, didn’t you read today’s drill’s report?” Asked Mari Illustrious Makinami with a friendly smile over her face, it did not appease the exasperated girl though.
“Huh? Are you really that idiot? I never read those! I’m more than bored with synchronization tests. I know all of the procedures by heart already: arrive to Geo-front in time, change into the plug suit, get inside a simulation chamber and so on...” Asuka examined her current predicament “But this? What’s wrong with you, Misato?” Declared the girl, clenching the toes of her bare feet, the only part of her body she could move freely to some extent.
That in fact was the reason for Asuka’s trepidation. All of sudden, without she could understand the turn of events, she had been asked to sit over an strange mechanism to, in seconds, being restrained just for the lower part of her red suit to be taken away, leaving a pair of virginal soles to be seen in all of their beautiful glory protruding from, what the girl imagined, acted as a set of metal stocks. Due to either good or bad luck, she was not alone in her ordeal. Mari, the latest addition to the Evangelion project as a pilot, shared a seat with her. The pair of feet that accompanied Asuka’s was no less endearing than those of the half-Japanese, half-German girl. Although the brunette did not seem to mind her predicament, should she have any concern clouding her mind she did not show and happily sprawled her liberated toes enjoying the feeling of fresh air around her feet.
Misato Katsuragi, main strategist at the Japanese branch of the all-powerful society known as Nerv, allowed herself to have a tired sigh slip through her pillowy lips. Those she opened to continue with her instruction over the girls, although she was interrupted before any words could be uttered.
“Permission to speak, captain?” Asked Mari, making sure one of her arms was more straightened than the other.
“What are you doing, you weirdo?” Unsurprisingly, Asuka could not let this non-sense continue and spoke her mind regarding her partner’s behaviour.
“I was trying to raise my arm. But these binds are a bother” Explained the brunette as nonchalantly as she could, something bizarre given her situation.
“Permission granted” Interceded Misato, who noticed the redhead about to produce a second impolite verbal bout. The duo of girls’ attention was shifted to her until the one with the glasses realised it was her turn to speak.
“The report said it: today we were going to undergo some interrogation procedures” Explained Mari with the air of pride a student who has learned her lesson would have around her “The Evangelion project is a top-secret one, many people would like to know its details and use them for their own egoistical purposes”
“That’s stupid!” Said Asuka out of sudden “We are like the saviours of humanity. Are we all crazy here? Who would be against us saving the world from the Angels?” The interruption was ignored nonetheless.
“It makes sense that the pilots, as central parts of this project, should be able to keep their secrets in the case we were captured and interrogated”
“As if I’d let that happening...” Said Asuka to herself, once again being deliberately ignored by her interlocutors.
“Mari is right” Ascertained Misato, crossing her arms over the red jacket she usually wore “We can’t risk you spilling the beans in case someone wanted to extract the information out of you” Declared the woman seriously.
“So what? What are you going to do to us?” Asked Asuka staring directly at Misato with a conceited smile “You are not going to harm your precious pilots. Who would move the Eva-02 if something happened to me?”.
“I can also pilot that unit, you know...” Mari cleared her throat and interjected with a whimper. She got silent at the murdering stare she received as an answer.
“You are right on that as well” Declared Misato, who rolled her eyes as soon as she saw the triumphant expression over Asuka’s face “However, there are plenty of things to be done for extracting info. Man is a cruel animal and knows lots of ways to make its kind uncomfortable. Can anyone of you guess how this will go then?” She asked expecting an answer. She did not have to wait for long; foreboding was reflected on Mari’s eyes “Yes, cadet Makinami?”
“Judging from the position we are, the lack of footwear and the fact you don’t want to harm us... I think you are going to tickle our feet somehow!” She replied smiling eagerly.

“WHAT THE HELL?!” Asuka finally exploded “There’s no way I’m taking part of this silly game. Get me out of here! I’m not having any perverts touching me or my feet. Gross!” Said the girl as she attempted to break her shackles, which remained unmoved.
“What’s the problem Asuka, are you ticklish?” Asked Mari unable to refrain her laughter.
The redhead’s forehead blinked with sweat. Her throat raised as she gulped hard, giving away her uneasiness
“Me? Ticklish? That’s stupid! Why would I be affected by something that silly?” She said, her eyes wide open in fearful disbelief over the naked back of her toes, which she could spy over the stocks, sticking ironically and announcing her imminent fate. The way her chest weaved left no place to doubt: Asuka was visibly taken aback by the idea.
Misato could not help but to smile at this image. She would never admit it aloud, but this whole idea came to her one day when, after drinking more than one or two cold beers, she was scolded by the redhead for not using the right amount of washing powder on the laundry. It was then when she realised how much she wanted to correct that arrogant personality of hers. The rest was easy, by pulling some strings among her contacts in the organisation and after ‘convincing’ her good friend Ritsuko to support her proposal, the fruits of her efforts were almost paid just by seeing the affected Asuka, knowing she would eventually beg for her mercy.
“Yeah sure...” Said Mari aloud, bringing Misato back from her daydreaming.
“What was that for?!” Replied the flaming Asuka who had pathetically fallen to her provocation.
“Those who say are not ticklish are the ones who break sooner” Commented Mari, glancing a deferent eye over her partner.
“And what about you? Are you going to tell me you are not ticklish at all? How come you are this calm?” The redhead was losing her patience by every minute.
“Me? I am ticklish. I won’t lie and say I’m not nervous, because I am” She replied biting her lips.
Enough was enough. Was the thought that came to Misato’s mind. Seeing these girls’ anticipation was great, yet, she knew the real ordeal would be more endearing.
“Let us begin. The stocks you are sitting over are equipped with all sorts of tools that will work on your soles to extract the truth out of you. It’s a prototype after all, so this will be its first test run too” That was a lie. Misato knew that torture device’s effectiveness pretty well; after all she would never be able to forget Ritsuko’s maddened shrieks of laughter.
She turned around, her swift fingers pressed expertly a series of commands over a console.
“We will begin with some feathers. This will end whenever you want, but remember there will be a demerit for the one who surrenders first”. Her words were unheard, the girls’ attention was entirely focused on the two pairs of tendril-like cables that sprout from the metal frame, their ends equipped with stiff feathers that waved in the air reaching for their feet.

In less than ten minutes the test chamber reverberated with the combined laughter of the duo. Misato was pleased to acknowledge the machine’s efficiency as the girls were laughing at the top of her lungs. To see Asuka in that state of discomfort had a karmic pleasure attached to it that the purple-haired woman could not describe. However, she felt a sharp jolt of guilt when she understood she had brought Mari, a well-mannered and amiable girl into this.
Because of that, it was no surprise that Asuka, among her desperate howls of laughter, voiced a complain that had been bothering her; aside for the army of ticklish sensations ravaging her creamy soles which glittered because of the oil applied to them.
"Why is... Ahahaha Why is four eyes being tickled less than mehehehAHAHAHAH?!" Managed to say the sweaty redhead.
"Because she's new in the team, you are the veteran, act as such and be an example for her" The reply took its time to be said. Misato’s tongue was busy savouring the soft skin of Mari’s tender left arch.
“Your efforts...” Mari gasped. She had to bit her lower lips to maintain her composure at the mixed and conflicting sensations delivered by ticklish feathers against her feet, a pair of diligent mechanical hands massaging her sensitive soles and her superior’s warm tongue filling her skin with saliva “Are much appreciated... Oh my... Ah...Ah...You are a source of inspiration! Ihihihi it tickles! But it feels so nice...” She added in a low whisper.
“Buhuhulshit! Ehehehe this is unfahahaair!!!” Asuka did not buy this. She might be enduring a living hell filled with ticklish-inducing sensations over her oil-drenched feet, which were being subdued with feathers and spinning brushes that were turning her crazy; but her mind proved to be strong as she suddenly noticed something.
"Why is not that stupid Shinji even here?!" Asuka was somehow able to say in one straight comprehensible sentence even among her terrible ordeal.
"Didn't we see him holding hands with Rei on our way here?" Asked Mari, her cheeks scorching red giving away her thoughts on her current situation. Her back stiffened when the tongue was felt anew.
"WHAT?! WITH THE STUPID DOLL?!" The pilot of the prototype 02 could not accept this. Her rage was such that she almost forgot the unsettling predicament her feet were going through.
"What's the big deal, 'veteran', are you jealous?" Misato had to stop savouring Mari’s innocent feet to comment on Asuka’s discontent.
"Captain Misato, I have a suggestion!" Interceded Mari among intermittent breaths of pleasure mixed with nervous giggles
"What is it, ensign Makinami?" Asked the superior before sliding her wet tongue across the outline of Mari’s delicate feet, whose body flinched at that sensual feeling.
“Ahh...” The girl whose glasses threatened to fall from the tip of her nose spoke within heavy breaths “Why don't we make this drill more significant by... Uhuhu...Forcing Asuka to confirm whether or not she likes senior Shinji?" She finally said before indulging in a long heartily moan.
"That's an excellent idea, ensign Makinami!" Added Misato before indulging to that flavour that was beginning to intoxicate her.
"No way!!! I’LL GEHEHET YOU FOHOHOR THIS! I SWEAR IT!!!!" Complaining Asuka giving in to the torture.
“Captain Katsuragi...” Said Mari panting heavily “Can I...Hmmm...Switch places with you if I last longer than Asuka?” Asked the girl looking away, shyness taking the best of her.
The woman wiped the saliva on her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Would you like to play with my feet?” Asked Misato, her voice tickling Mari’s ears with her teasing tone.
“And with Asuka’s. She smells like LCL and I like it... I wonder if she has its taste ...” The aforementioned did not comment; she was occupied in having her body waving back and forth, fighting against the bonds and the ticklish agony governing her.
On the other hand, Misato’s long and luscious toes, wriggled at the idea of having them worshipped.

Simultaneously, ignored by the three of them, a monitor displayed a tranquil image. Within the shining surface of the screen, a pair of quiet youngsters could be seen. Fellow Evangelion pilots held hands in silence as they strode in the woods, unaware of their partners’ distress. Ignorant to the fact that the only reason they had been allowed for that rest was merely because of the device only having room for two people...

Request for who won the latest raffle and asked me for a most welcomed idea: a classic among classics within the tickle fandom a bit revamped. Classic and new meet. Asuka Shikinami Langley, tsundere in the whole sense of the word and recurrent target of tickle antics, as she appears in the latests movies alongside the cute Mari Illustrious Makinami; being teased by Nerv's strategist Misato Katsuragi, all of them from the "Neon Genesis Evangelion" saga.

Asuka, Mary, Misato, Shinji Ikari and Rei Ayanami are copyrighted by Gainax.

Fun fats:
-For a request I wouldn't usually colour it digitally but I thought it would be a pity, considering the effort and how nice the lineart looked, even if say so myself, to colour it just with pencils.
-Speaking of which, if you see so many details blame for it. As I was drawing the sketch, I had a sudden overwhelm of competitivity and though about, at least, trying to be on par with this other Evangelion pick he did Evangelion giggles...
-I'm surprised at how little tickling pictures there are about Evangelion, and here I thought there were more. At least my memory told me so!
-The presence of Shinji and Rei was not requested but I thought they would make a nice addition to the whole picture. Besides, I think they make a cute couple.
-And in regard of Shinji, I think I'm one of the few humans who don't hate him. Sure, he's an insecure boy but I don't think many people would react different than him in his situation along the series.
-Deciding this idea was not easy, because Animesage had 3 possible suggestions for his request, and believe me, they were all amazing!
-Some days ago I was talking to a pal, who told me that Asuka was his top waifu. The next day...BAM! Animesage asks for this picture. Coincidence? I don't think so!
-I really like Mari as a character, so I'm happy I was requested to draw her. But let's be honest: she's just a cute face in the world of Evangelion, nobody knows what she actually has to offer to the story...
-The pictures in the identity cards are actually the references I usually draw beforehand.
-For the background information at the begining (the explanation Mari gives) I actually had to take one of my NGE manga volumes from the bookshelf and read the intro there. Addionally, thanks to for sugesting me on adding extra data so that readers (specially those non-familiar with the source material) can empathize the more.