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DING DONG!
"They're here!" squealed Lilly excitedly as she ran down the stairs, headed for her front door at top speed. She nearly slipped on the slick, laminated wood floor on her way, but she managed not to fall and break her neck in her frantic run for the door. It seemed like it took an eternity to reach the front door, but Lilly finally made it. She took a deep breath and calmed herself down so that she wouldn't freak her guests out. It wouldn't do to look like a maniac, all out of breath and excited-looking.
Once Lilly had regained her composure, she smiled and opened the door.
"Hey, Lil!" greeted a familiar boy standing on her porch and smiling at her in a friendly way. Lilly stared at him for a moment without saying anything...what the?
"Kyle?" she asked in confusion. This wasn't who she was expecting at all!
"Yeah, what's up?" he said with a casual smile. Normally Lilly would love to see Kyle on the other side of her door, but not today. Today was the one time when she didn't want Kyle here.
"What're you doing here? I told you not to come over today!" Lilly scolded him angrily.
"I know, I know," Kyle said, raising his hands up in a show of peace. "I'm not here to stay. I was just dropping the girls off. They didn't have a ride, so I gave 'em one."
Lilly's anger at Kyle melted away instantly and she went from wanting to break his dumb head, to wanting to kiss him! She gave an excited schoolgirl giggle and shoved the big dummy-head aside and ran down her porch steps, heading for the black car that was waiting in the street beside Lilly's driveway. Her friends were waiting, she was sure of that!
Lilly reached the car and pulled the passenger door open, expecting to see one of her friends sitting there. To her surprise, however, she saw that the seat was empty. Huh? Where were her friends? Lilly looked in the back seat of the car, but there was nobody there either. Had Kyle lied to her? That little sneak!
Just as Lilly was about to come out of Kyle's car and throttle the life out of him, she suddenly felt a pair of hands slip underneath her purple tank-top. Uh-oh. Instantly the hands began to knead Lilly's delicate ribcage and tickle the girl insanely!
"AH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! KYLE! QUIT IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT!" Lilly laughed hysterically and spun around quickly, aiming a swift, blind-punch at the head of the moron tickling her.
"Whoa!" shouted a girl's voice in surprise. Someone caught Lilly's arm by the wrist, stopping her punch. The brunette opened her eyes with surprise and found herself face-to-face with...Sam!
The black-haired girl stared at Lilly in surprise as she held onto the crazy brunette's arm.
"You almost took my head off, Lilly!" Sam shouted angrily, giving Lilly a withering glare that would've struck fear into anyone else. Lilly completley ignored the cold look though. She jerked her arm free of Sam's grip and quickly threw her arms around her friend.
"Sam! It's been ages!" she giggled with delight, quoting that hilariously stupid cat from Open Season. It was an old inside joke between the group of friends. Had this been Kyle, then he would have said the next line...but Sam was no fun.
"Hey! Let go a me! What if somebody sees?" Sam growled angrily as she struggled against Lilly's iron-like hug. Lilly wasn't letting go of her though, not yet. She still needed to get her revenge. Moving with the swiftness that she had gained from years of running Track and playing volleyball, Lilly quickly released her grip on Sam and ducked down so that she was facing her friends belly. With an evil grin, Lilly slipped her hands underneath Sam's black hoodie and started scribbling her fingers around on the tough girl's soft, warm belly and ribs. The reaction from Sam was fantastic.
"AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T! LIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHILLY! CUT IT OUT! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Sam squealed with laughter and covered her sides and belly protectively with her arms. It was no use though, Lilly's fingers were nimble and trained in the art of tickling. Sam didn't stand a chance!
"Ha-ha-ha! Revenge!" Lilly scoffed, throwing in an evil laugh for fun.
Sam actually thought that she would be able to tickle Lilly and get with it? Surely the bully knew better than that! After all...Lilly had planned on tickling Sam anyway. Now she had a reason! Poor, dumb Sam.
"Lilly? What're you doing to Sam?" came a familiar voice from behind Lilly. Lilly jumped with surprise and stopped tickling Sam instantly and whirled around with excitement and joy. Could it be?
Sure enough, standing on the sidewalk behind Lilly...was a cute, blushing blonde, carrying a purple duffel bag on her shoulder.
"Mandy!" Lilly squealed.
The cute blonde adjusted her small, black wire-rimmed glasses and smiled at Lilly's excited reaction. "Good to see you too!"
Lilly ran forward and pulled her other best friend into a huge, back-breaking hug. She squeezed the blonde so tight that she actually felt Mandy's back pop. It was so good to see her! Summer break had been torture on Lilly because she had been on vacation for the past month and she hadn't seen them at all. Kyle was an exception, she'd video-chatted with him, but she hadn't even seen Mandy, or Sam since she had the day after school got out. It felt good to squeeze Mandy again.
"You're...crushing...me! Can't...breathe...need...oxygen!" Mandy cried in a strangled voice.
"Lilly!" Sam shouted as she jerked Lilly away from Mandy, causing her to loose her grip on the other girl. Mandy let out a gasp of relief as she was suddenly able to breathe again and she leaned against Kyle's car for a moment, recovering from her near-death experience.
"You gotta learn to control yourself better!" Sam chastised her angrily.
Lilly stared at Mandy with surprise for a moment, feeling slightly bad for what she had done. But her remorse only lasted a moment. In seconds she broke out into a huge grin again.
"I missed you guys so much!" she laughed happily.
"Good to have ya back, Lil," Kyle suddenly said from behind them. Sam released her grip on Lilly and the two turned to face the interloper on their friendship. Kyle was standing beside his car and smiling at them with amusement.
"You can leave now. Come back and pick us up tomorrow, Chives," Sam replied with a sly smile. Lilly had to put a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Kyle really was just a personal taxicab to her. The poor guy was really too nice for his own good, he would drive somebody to Canada and back if they asked him to!
Kyle raised an eyebrow at her and returned her sly smile. Lilly could tell that he wouldn't take the cut lying down. The days of Kyle being afraid of Sam were long gone...now he would face her toe-to-toe. The idiot was finally growing up. In a way, it made Lilly sad to see her goofball growing up like that.
But it was still fun to see those two go at it!
"Yes, ma'am, Ms. Wilson. Should I also pick up the cream for your...embarrassing rash on my next trip out?" he inquired with a devious smile.
Sam's face turned bright red, though Lilly couldn't tell whether it was from anger or embarrassment. The glare that she gave Kyle would surely have melted solid titanium, but Kyle merely continued to grin and snicker like Muttley. He was seriously asking to have a can of whup-ass opened up on him!
Sam took a step forward, ready to snap Kyle like a toothpick, but Lilly was faster. With one swift motion, she moved forward with the speed of lightning, putting herself in between Sam and Kyle. Sam would have plowed right over Lilly and left her in a broken heap, but Lilly knew how to deal with her. Quickly the devious brunette once more slipped her hands underneath Sam's hoodie once more and began to swiftly scribble her fingers around on the soft belly underneath.
Sam never stood a chance.
"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOT AGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIN! LILLY!" Sam laughed hysterically and wrapped her arms around her sides and belly, trying her best to prevent Lilly from tickling her. Years of tickling training had taught Lilly how to tickle though and Sam stood absolutely no chance!
This wasn't for fun though, Lilly had to protect Kyle! If Sam's rage flared up again, then no amount of tickling would stop the bulldozer from taking Kyle down.
"Kyle! Get outta here!" she called over her shoulder to the dumbfounded boy standing behind her.
"Right! Thanks, Lil. I owe you big time!" he replied. He then quickly ran around to the other side of his car and jumped into the driver's seat, he cranked it up and shot away from Lilly's as quickly as he could go. Phew. Kyle was safe from Sam's rage...for now.
Lilly immediately stopped tickling Sam and stood up with a sly smile.
"Sorry," she said sheepishly.
"No...you're...not..." Sam replied angrily while catching her breath. She gave Lilly a withering glare, but Lilly still refused to wither. Sam didn't scare her, not one bit.
"Are you ok?" Mandy asked with concern as she walked up next to Lilly. It was just like the blonde to worry about her friends. Lilly definitely missed these guys.
"Fine..." she replied grouchily as she finally caught her breath.
Lilly gave her a sympathetic smile, Sam really hadn't deserved such cruel treatment, but it had been necessary for Lilly to defend Kyle as she did. It was just a rule of thumb: If Kyle was in danger, then Lilly would defend him with her life. It so basic and simple that Lilly's instincts just naturally kicked in whenever someone threatened him. Sam still hadn't learned that it was definitely not a good idea to threaten Kyle while Lilly was around. Poor, stupid Sam.
"You act like you're his mom!" Sam accused grumpily.
Lilly's smile disappeared from her face. She didn't act like that...did she? All she did was ensure that nothing bad happened to Kyle, even though he was a complete dope that always got into trouble. It was just the friendly thing to do, helping him out whenever he was in a tough spot. Sam was just grouchy because Lilly had beaten her...again.
"No need to get an attitude," she replied teasingly, sticking her tongue out at Sam in her usual jokey manner.
Sam opened her mouth her mouth to deliver an angry retort, but just before the words could leave her lips, Mandy quickly stepped in between the two girls, holding up her hands in a show of peace. Obviously she wanted to be the peacemaker in this situation. Lilly couldn't help but smile, she had come a long way from that little shy blonde that would cringe at the thought of a fight. Now she would jump headfirst into a scrap just to break it up.
Again a feeling of nostalgia came over Lilly as she realized how quickly she and the others were growing up. Pretty soon they would be off to college and they would probably never see one another for a long time after that happened. It was a sad thought, but Lilly put it out of her head, today wasn't that day, and although it was coming soon, she didn't want to think about it right now.
"No fighting!" she insisted. "You two always fight over Kyle! You've gotta stop that, he's just one guy! There're tons of other guys out there, so stop it!"
Lilly's cheeks grew hot with embarrassment, Sam's turned beet red as well and both girls looked away with embarrassment at the mention of having feelings about Kyle. Had Lilly been that obvious? Surely not...Mandy was a real Sherlock Holmes. She made a mental note to keep an eye out for the blonde's genius intuition.
Mandy looked from Lilly to Sam, judging their expressions with curiosity. Obviously this was the reaction she had been hoping to receive. She had certainly shut them up all right!
With a small nod of approval, she hoisted her pink duffel bag up onto her shoulder again and headed off towards Lilly's house. She had just broken up a fight between the two most terrifying girls in the entire universe...impressive.
"Let's go! I wanna get into my PJ's!" she called over her shoulder without looking back to the other two girls.
Lilly and Sam exchanged embarrassed looks, but then quickly looked away and headed off after Mandy together, neither of them saying a word and both of them lost in their own thoughts. This was going to be a very interesting sleepover, of that, Lilly was certain.
The sleepover went off without a hitch.
The girls played video games, Lilly and Sam lost terribly to Mandy...multiple times. They then moved on to having their own little beauty pageant, Lilly and Mandy were contestants and Sam was a very grumpy judge that insisted that if they ever told anyone about it that she'd tear their legs off. Finally, they decided to play a rousing game that surely couldn't go wrong...until it went horribly wrong.
"Truth or Dare?!" Lilly demanded.
"Truth!" both Sam and Mandy answered simultaneously.
The three girls were sitting in a circle on Lilly's bedroom floor, each one had their poker face on and each one was determined to win...even though you couldn't really win Truth or Dare.
Lilly smiled at the two of them deviously. She had been waiting forever for it to finally be her turn! She had been hoping that they would pick Truth...there were some things that she wanted to know. Things that the two of them would never tell her otherwise. If there was one thing that Lilly knew about her friends though, it was that they were extremely competitive and she knew well that they would participate in the game and tell Lilly whatever she wanted to know. It was a dirty trick, but it wasn't like she was forcing them...they just weren't that bright.
"I was hoping you'd say that!" she cheered happily. "Ok, here we go. I want both of you to tell me...what Kyle's been up to while I've been gone."
Both Mandy and Sam's eyes widened in surprise and both of their cheeks turned bright red. The exact reaction that Lilly was hoping for.
"Well?" she prodded, a devious grin spreading across her lips.
Sam and Mandy exchanged nervous glances, both of them seemed to be hiding something. Neither of them seemed to want to speak...Lilly had them.
"Um...well...he..." Mandy stammered, her cheeks growing redder and redder by the second. Lilly watched her closely, she kept fidgeting with her tank-top strap, obviously she wasn't enjoying this at all, but there was no way she would lie. Poor Mandy, her honesty and pride would be the death of her someday...and it might just be today if she answered wrong.
"Yes?" Lilly prompted.
"He hung out..." Sam continued for Mandy.
"Yeah!" Mandy agreed quickly. "H-he...he hung out...with some people..."
"Who in particular?" Lilly inquired, ensuring that she squeezed everything she wanted out of them. Both girls looked extremely uncomfortable now, it seemed that they both had something to hide. Lilly had really just been hoping to make Sam fess up about what she had done with Kyle while she had been away. Apparently though, Mandy had done something with him as well. The traitors!
"U-um...John...and Mike...and Chris..." Mandy nervously listed off random guys.
Lilly raised an eyebrow at her incredulously. Kyle hung out with a lot of people, that was for sure, but judging by the look on her face...Mandy wasn't telling the complete truth here. She was still keeping something from Lilly.
"And?" she prompted, turning her gaze to Sam who had been remaining quiet. Sam was looking down at her feet nervously and wiggling her toes to distract herself from what was going on between Mandy and Lilly. That was what gave her away though. All at once Lilly knew exactly what these two had done wrong... They wouldn't. They couldn't...
"Us..." Sam confessed, her gaze downcast, a look of shame on her face.
Lilly stared at the two of them for a long moment. Hanging out with Kyle wouldn't have been an issue, Kyle had friends, lots of them, plenty of them were girls, too...but they all knew that Lilly had laid claim to that boy and nobody was stupid enough to try and move in on her man. At least none that were alive to tell the tale today. Sam and Mandy, however, were just as close to Kyle as Lilly herself was. The three had been friends for what seemed like an eternity now...could they have gained feelings for him as well?
"What'd you do?" Lilly asked, keeping her voice as level and calm as she possibly could. There was a fire burning inside of her now and it was threatening to erupt and destroy these two traitors, but she contained it. It might not be as bad as she thought, but then again...it might be worse than she thought.
"W-we...well... We were playing video games...and I beat him...and he..." Mandy trailed off, her face was the color of a tomato and she looked like she was about to explode.
"What did he do?" Lilly demanded. She balled her hands into fists on her lap, trying her best to remain calm.
"H-he...t-tickled...me..." Mandy squeaked out, then winced away, obviously expecting Lilly to deck her.
"That's it?" Lilly asked, her temper subsiding rapidly by the second. She had expected something much worse than that. Tickling was flirtatious, sure...for anybody but Kyle. That weirdo tickled everybody. If you were ticklish, and Kyle found out about it, then you were basically screwed because you wouldn't escape his wrath. Every girl at school always kept a friend with them whenever Kyle was near, because they knew well that he would go for them randomly, so they would shove the other girl in the way and let her take their tickle torture. Lilly had seen it many times and she had decked Kyle many times for doing that, the moron was like a barking dog, a freakin' shock collar wouldn't work on him! So naturally, hearing that he tickled Mandy was no surprise at all...but Mandy knew that...she wasn't telling the whole truth.
"W-well...no..." she admitted nervously. "H-he came over...too..."
"To do?" Lilly prodded, her anger swelling again.
Mandy didn't answer, instead she looked down at her feet and curled up her toes nervously. Lilly followed her gaze and immediately she knew what Kyle and Mandy had done when he had went over to her house. Oh...it was about to go down.
"He didn't..." she said angrily.
"I-I..." Mandy stammered fearfully.
"You actually let him do that?!" Lilly demanded, her temper threatening to blow through the roof.
"It was his idea!" Mandy explained quickly, she crawled backwards away from Lilly with a terrified expression. "I-I just got b-back from Summer S-Sacrifice a-and I was s-soar and h-he offered to make me feel better!"
Lilly was done listening to her. Mandy had committed the ultimate act of betrayal, the very thing that was blasphemy in Lilly's world. Kyle did many things with all of his friends, but there was one thing that he did with nobody but Lilly...and a few others on occasion. That wasn't the point though! The point was that Mandy had committed an unforgivable sin...and now she was gonna pay.
Lilly came to her feet swiftly and dived at Mandy, who rolled out of the crazy brunette's way just in time to save herself. Mandy quickly jumped behind the safest thing in the entire room...Sam.
"Help me!" she pleaded fearfully.
"You got yourself into this mess!" Sam replied indignantly, she folded her arms across her chest and turned her nose up to Mandy, refusing to help her.
Mandy had a millisecond to stare at Sam in shock, but then she quickly moved away from her and crawled towards the next safest thing in the room...the bed. She dove underneath it and crawled as far underneath it as she could go...which wasn't very far. Lilly's bed wasn't that high off of the ground, so Mandy only managed to wriggle herself underneath it up to her butt before she became unable to go any further. Now her but, legs and feet were exposed completley. The perfect situation!
Lilly grinned evilly and ran over to the girl's exposed lower-body, she then quickly plopped down and wrapped her arm around Mandy's ankles, holding her legs still and keeping her from pulling her feet away...not that she could anyway. Mandy had just dug her own grave twice! She had confessed to doing very evil things with Kyle, then she had trapped herself! Poor dumb, blonde Mandy.
"Lilly! Please d-don't!" Mandy pleaded in a terror-filled voice, she tried to jerk her feet away from Lilly, but her efforts proved fruitless. There was no escaping the wrath of an angry woman. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorn.
"Let's take it like a big girl, shall we?" Lilly giggled evilly, she was going to enjoy this...a lot.
"L-Lilly, wait! I- Hah! N-nohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho! Nnngh! Not the feheheheheheheheheheheheheheet! Sam hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehelp! Aaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Lilly stohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoooop!" Mandy was cut off swiftly as Lilly began swiftly dancing her sharp nails across the blonde's buttery soft, pink-tinted soles, causing her to giggle uncontrollably.
As Lilly tickled Mandy's cute feet, she could see why Kyle enjoyed it so much. Mandy's toes curled up from the tickling and exposed their black-painted nails as they did so. Her soles were so soft that Lilly was honestly a tad jealous, how did girls do that?! Lilly took extra good care of her feet, what with having a friend like Kyle, she was afraid not to. He had told her that her feet were probably the softest he'd ever felt, but the feeling of Mandy's buttery soles made her unsure...had he lied to her?
"I'm not gettin' in the middle of that," Sam said from above Lilly, startling the brunette out of her thoughts.
Lilly looked up and found Sam sitting on the bed with her legs and bare feet dangling right next to her. The dark-haired girl was tapping on her phone and looking bored, completley ignoring Lilly and Mandy. For a moment, Lilly considered taking revenge on her as well, but then she thought better of it. One vengeance at a time. Sam would get hers too, in due time. For now though, she would focus on Mandy's cute little feet.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Stoooohohohohohohohohohohohohop! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! I'm sorreeehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!" Mandy pleaded through her giggles, trying her very best to make Lilly stop. Despite her apology though, Lilly wasn't sure that Mandy had learned her lesson, so she wasn't going to stop...not yet.
"Apology accepted," she replied with a devious smile.
"Then stohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohop! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! I'm sorry! I'm sorreeeehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe! Ah! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Not the tohohohohohohohohohohohoes! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! Lilly!" Mandy giggled in reply.
Lilly was enjoying herself quite a bit, her vengeance was just as sweet as ever, as was Mandy's laughter. It was no wonder Kyle enjoyed tickling her so much, it was a lot of fun!
"Why would I stop? I'm having fun!" Lilly giggled evilly as she continued to rake her nails up and down on the ultra soft soles of the poor blonde girl.
"You sound a lot like someone else I know," Sam put in suddenly.
"So?" Lilly said, turning an annoyed gaze on Sam. She still hadn't forgiven Sam for her own betrayal, if she was smart, then she would keep her big mouth shut...unless she wanted her turn to come quicker than anticipated.
"Just don't go too far. Blondie's not as tough as she looks. You might make her piss herself, Kyle always stops after about two or three minutes. She can't handle much more than that," Sam replied with boredom heavy in her voice.
"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Stop! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! Lihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihilly! I can't breheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheathe! Gah! Haaaaahahahahhahahahahahahaaahahahahahahaha! Nnngh! AAAAH! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOT BETWEEN! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THE TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Mandy suddenly exploded with laughter as Lilly's tickling fingers snaked their in between her cute little strawberry toes.
Banging came from underneath the bed and Lilly knew that Mandy must have slamming her fists on the ground in an effort to stall the tickling sensations. She jerked her feet around, nearly pulling them free of Lilly's grip, but the crazy brunette wasn't letting go yet! It was like riding a bucking bull! Mandy thrashed her legs around and squealed and laughed like a madwoman, doing her very best to avoid the tickling that she was undergoing, but Lilly hadn't gotten her fun in just yet.
There was something that she had wanted to try for a while now, something that she had picked up from Kyle. Something that she found kind of gross, but still very interesting. With a curious smile, she stopped tickling Mandy's toes and allowed the blonde to breathe for a moment, she knew that Mandy was going to need all of her energy for what was to come next.
Mandy released a deep sigh of relief, followed by a loud FLOP! as she fell back down on the floor in exhaustion. With the fit she had just thrown, Lilly was surprised that Mandy was even still able to breathe.
"You ok?" she inquired, trying her best to keep the amusement out of her voice.
"...You...jerk..." Mandy panted in reply as she tried her best to catch her lost breath.
"Aw! I love you too!" Lilly giggled.
Mandy didn't bother replying, she just kept her focus on breathing. Lilly waited patiently for a few seconds, allowing Mandy to regain as much breath as she needed, but not enough to allow her regain her strength. Lilly's rage-fueled adrenaline was gone now and she knew that if Mandy regained her lost strength, then she would easily escape...and Lilly couldn't let that happen!
After a few seconds, Mandy's breathing started to return to normal...it was time.
With a devious smile, Lilly leaned down close to Mandy's bare feet so that her nose was mere inches away from them. She took a beep breath, stuck out her tongue...and ran it all the way up the soft, exposed sole of her friend's right foot.
"What the- Nuh! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! NOT THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! LILLY STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!" Mandy burst with laughter immediately and began thrashing and banging once more.
Lilly's tongue reached Mandy's toes, but instead of moving on to them and licking them as Kyle would have done...Lilly did something very different...she stopped licking Mandy's foot.
"Oh my god..." she said in a sickened tone. Her stomach churned and she thought she might hurl! That was the nastiest thing she had ever tasted! It was like sticking a dirty thumb in her mouth!
"Not exactly gourmet food, huh?" Sam inquired with an amused grin. Lilly glared up at her and wiped her mouth, trying her best to get the taste of foot out of her mouth. It didn't work. The taste lingered and she was pretty sure that they was some dirt in her mouth too.
With a disgusted shudder, Lilly released Mandy's feet and moved away from the bed. She quickly made her way over to the bottle of water that she had sitting on her dresser. She grabbed it, squirted water into her mouth, sloshed it around and then spat it out the window, then repeated the process three more times, just to ensure the taste was gone.
Once her mouth was fully sterilized, Lilly turned back to face her two guests.
Mandy had made her way out from under the bed and was now staring at her with surprise and slight amusement. Obviously she was enjoying Lilly's suffering.
"Was it tasty?" she asked, trying her best to keep a straight face, but failing horribly.
Lilly scowled at her with annoyance. "No! It tasted like a dirty sneaker!"
Mandy grinned at her deviously and held her right foot up in the air, she wiggled her toes and stuck her tongue out at Lilly.
"Want another taste?" she giggled.
Lilly felt her stomach churn again, but she managed to keep her lunch down. She wanted to be mad at Mandy, but it was hard, after all, Lilly would have done the same thing if somebody had just tortured her and then gotten sick from licking her foot. As long as it wasn't Kyle who was disgusted by her feet, then she would it hilarious! So she soon found herself laughing along with Mandy.
"You two make a good couple," Sam put in suddenly.
Lilly jumped in surprise at the sudden voice. She looked over to her right and saw the tough girl sitting at her big vanity, putting her hair up into a ponytail and trying on one of Lilly's black tank-tops.
"Looks good on me," she said with a small smile. "Think I'll keep it."
Lilly glowered at her. There was still a stinging anger burning inside. Sam had not only flirted with Kyle, now she was stealing Lilly's clothes too? Did the girl just wanna die?! Suddenly a dark idea came to Lilly and a devious grin spread across her lips. She looked over at Mandy and an understanding passed between the two of them. Mandy still wanted revenge for Sam not helping earlier...perfect.
A silent plot was formed between the two girls. Mandy quickly climbed to her feet and turned her attention on Sam, who was still distracted by her own reflection in the mirror. Her conceitedness would get the better of her this time.
Silently, not making a sound, both Lilly and Mandy stalked forward with their hands stretched out in front of them, preparing to grab the unsuspecting girl and take her down. The plan was going perfect.
Until Mandy sneezed.
The sound alerted Sam and she immediately sprang into defensive mode. She quickly jumped back, avoiding the two girls swiftly. Lilly silently cursed to herself. Damn Mandy's allergies!
"Get 'er!" Lilly proclaimed.
Both she and Mandy rushed forward, taking Sam by surprise. Lilly grabbed Sam's waist and took her to the ground, Mandy went for her legs and caused the strong girl to lose her balance, ultimately knocking Sam to the ground and incapacitating her. The battle wasn't over yet though, Lilly and Mandy quickly jumped on top of Sam, Lilly on her waist, Mandy on her legs. It would take them both to hold this beast down!
"I'm gonna destroy you both! Get off a me!" Sam shouted and struggled, bucking like a mad ox. Lilly and Mandy held on though and waited for her to wear herself out. It wasn't easy, but eventually Sam ran out of breath and stopped her violent struggles...now it was time for the revenge to commence.
"You ready, Mandy?" Lilly inquired with a devious smile.
"Definitely," Mandy confirmed, a note of malice in her voice. It was obvious that she did indeed still have a grudge against Sam for not helping her earlier.
"I swear, I'll- Heh! AAAAH! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOT THE FEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEET! AH! NOT THE BELLYBUTTON TOO! HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!" Sam's threat was cut short as both Mandy and Lilly simultaneously began their tickle onslaught of Sam's feet and upper-body. The poor girl never stood a chance.
"Wow! She's really ticklish!" Mandy giggled over Sam's loud laughter.
"I know, right!" Lilly agreed as she raked her black-painted nails up and down Sam's delicate ribcage, causing her whole stomach to contort and writhe as she laughed hysterically and squirmed around underneath their wait. She wasn't getting away though, no matter how tough and strong she was, Sam was as weak as a puppy if you tickled her.
"Where's her tickle spots on her feet?" Mandy inquired curiously.
"Dunno, Kyle's the only one that ever had the balls to tickle her feet...and survive," Lilly answered.
"AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU'RE BOTH DEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEAD! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! STOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! I'M GONNA KIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHILL YOU! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EEP! NOT THE TOES! AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sam laughed and threatened like some kind of crazed clown. Apparently Mandy had found her feet's weak point, because Sam's laughter suddenly increased dramatically.
"Found it!" Mandy said deviously.
"I see that!" Lilly giggled. She could tell that Mandy was enjoying herself quite a bit, then again though, why wouldn't she? Sam constantly tormented the poor blonde, tickling her, teasing her, taking her glasses so that she couldn't see and holding them up above her head, mocking Mandy's shortness and making her jump for them. All in all, Mandy was getting the vengeance that she had undoubtedly wanted for years now. Poor Sam was in for a night of pure Hell. And it was all her fault.
Within a few minutes of the increased tickling, Sam's cheeks were starting to turn as red as a tomato and she had tears streaking down her cheeks in rivers. She had stopped shouting threats of abuse and merely laughed, seemingly surrendering herself to the tickling that she was undergoing. She had also ceased her struggling, the tickling had really done a number on her.
Lilly watched her old friend and couldn't help but pity her. So she stopped tickling the girl's ribs, allowing her to at least get a little bit of relief. Mandy, on the other hand, wasn't done just yet. She still continued to scribble her perfectly manicured nails around on the tough girl's feet, causing the continuation of her laughter. Without Lilly's rib tickling though, Sam's laughter had subsided exponentially so that she was now only a fit of giggles.
"Hehehehehehe! Stohohohohohohohohohohohohohohop! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! That tihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihickles!" she giggled hysterically.
"I think that's enough, Mandy," Lilly said, turning and putting a hand on her friend's shoulder.
Mandy looked back at her curiously and saw Sam's face. Her green eyes grew wide with shock and she immediately stopped her tickling of the girl's feet. Good old Mandy. No matter what you did to her, she would always forgive you and see you. That's what happened now. All of the spite and anger that she had felt towards Sam melted away the instant she saw that Sam was on the brink of passing out. She really was a sweet girl.
Both girls got off of their friend and moved away from her. They knew that there was about to be World War III in here.
Sam lay there on the floor for a long moment, breathing deeply and savoring the fresh oxygen that filled her lungs. She giggled a couple of times and her toes twitched every so often, no doubt remnants of the tickling she had just been subjected to. Slowly though, her cheeks returned to their normal color of tan and her breathing finally became regular enough to where she could muster the energy to sit up.
Immediately her dark gaze went to Lilly and Mandy, who were sitting on Lilly's bed, hiding behind a blanket and pillow fort, prepared for the battle of a lifetime! However, instead of killing them, Sam did something that neither girl expected...she smiled.
"'Bout time you stood up for yourself!" she said, directing an approving smile to Mandy.
"Y-you're not mad?" Mandy asked in disbelief.
"I'm downright pissed off!" Sam replied, her usual anger and force returning to her voice. Mandy ducked behind the fort again, fearing Sam's rage, but Sam quickly smiled again and the softness returned to her voice. "But I'm still proud of ya, Blondie!"
Mandy smiled and nodded at Sam, enjoying the praise. Now it was Lilly's turn though. Sam quickly looked over at the brunette and gave her a smile as well...what did she have to say to Lilly? She couldn't say that she was proud of her too, Lilly always stood up for herself, so then what was with that smile?
"Feel better now?" she asked.
"About what?" Lilly inquired with confusion. She really had no idea what Sam was talking about, she felt absolutely fine.
"Well, this whole mess started because you got mad over Kyle. Remember?" Sam explained, still giving Lilly a knowing smile. "It all started out as a fun game, but then you turned it into a torture session! You nearly killed me and Blondie...we're lucky to be alive."
Lilly thought that was a bit dramatic, but it was true. If not for Lilly's jealousy towards these traitors, then none of the tickling would have ever happened. Lilly's whole plan had been to make Mandy and Sam confess about what they had done with Kyle while she was gone, but instead she had basically just admitted to having a major crush on him...talk about irony.
"Sorry," she muttered shamefully.
"Don't be," Sam replied. She got to her feet and walked over to the bed, she then plopped down beside Lilly and threw her arm around her shoulders. "It was all part of the plan! Right, Blondie!"
"Yep!" Mandy agreed with a happy smile.
Lilly looked from one to the other with surprise. Plan? What plan?!
"You seem confused. I'll explain," Sam said. "See, while you were gone, me and Blondie here didn't really have much to do. So we hung around with Kyle a lot, but we didn't do anything so don't get all attitudinal on us again. Anyway, while we were hangin' with him and his pals, he was always talking about you. Lilly this, Lilly that. The kid was obsessed! So me and Blondie devised a plan to figure out why he was so obsessed with you while you were gone...and we found out some things..."
"What things?" Lilly asked, her heart was beating as fast as a rabbit's! What things had they found out about Kyle and her?
"Well...turns out he's gotta major crush on ya, Lil..." Sam answered.
Lilly's heart skipped a beat. Her eyes grew as wide as saucers and she let out an involuntary squeal of joy. All of a sudden it felt like she could jump out the window and fly away on a pair of golden wings, but she wasn't going to try it. Kyle actually liked her? That was...wow. Lilly had always assumed that he had some sort of feelings for her, but never in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined that he would actually have real interest in her...
"So I guess you like him too, then?" Mandy inquired suddenly, pulling Lilly back from Cloud 9.
"Huh?" Lilly asked distractedly.
"Do ya like him or not? We've been waiting for like two years for this! Yes, or no?" Sam demanded, becoming a bit impatient with her.
Lilly stared at her for a long moment without answering. The answer was obvious, but she wasn't going to tell Sam anything, she wanted it to be a surprise... Kyle was in for a shock tomorrow...
Kyle pulled in Lilly's driveway early Saturday morning. Lilly had called him five minutes after sunrise and demanded that he hurry up and get over to her house to pick up Sam and Mandy. He wasn't sure what the urgency was about, but he figured that Lilly had just done something to piss the other two off and that they had fought again. Lilly was a cool girl and all...but she was really temperamental.
The girls came out of the house at the same time. Lilly was first, she was dressed in her pajamas, a purple tank-top and black night shorts, her soft brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she looked just as beautiful as ever. When she saw Kyle, her cheeks turned bright red though, what was that about?
The girls made their way to the car and got in. Sam and Mandy in the back, Lilly in the front passenger seat.
"Hey," he said with a smile.
"H-hey," Lilly replied. She looked away from him and focused on a dog that was walking down the street, probably looking for a fire-hydrant, or a cat.
That was weird. Usually Lilly was loud and happy, she was awful quiet this morning. Was she sick?
"Step on it, Chives!" Sam ordered from the back seat.
"Yes, ma'am," Kyle grumbled. It was too early for Sam's mockery. Kyle was too tired to argue with her, so he just did as he was told and backed out of Lilly's driveway. He then shifted into drive and took off, heading for Sam's house first. Getting rid of her would be top priority on his list this morning.
Within twenty minutes, both Sam and Mandy were dropped off and Kyle and Lilly were left alone in his car. The temperature had warmed up, so Kyle put down the top so that he could feel the cool morning breeze on his face. He had ridden with Lilly a lot by himself, but today seemed different, she seemed more distant than usual today.
He looked over at her and saw that she was staring out at the scenery passing them by. Her pretty blue eyes were distant and seemed lost. Their usual brightness was dim and she wore a frown of concentration. Something was definitely wrong.
With a smile, Kyle reached over and poked Lilly in the ribs to get her attention.
"Eep! Don't do that!" Lilly squealed and pushed his hand away from her. She turned her attention on him, but instead of her usual jovial smile, she wore a look of annoyance...that wasn't good.
"You ok?" he asked worriedly.
"Yeah..." she answered immediately.
"You're acting a bit strange. Sometihn' you wanna talk about, Lil? Did something bad happen at the sleepover? You seemed kinda in a rush to get rid of Sam and Mandy. Are you guys ok?"
Lilly didn't answer. She looked away from him and seemed to be contemplating something. Kyle watched her curiously for a moment, but then he almost ran off the road, so he decided it'd be safer to watch the road instead of the extremely gorgeous girl sitting next to him.
They rode in silence all the way to Lilly's house. Kyle pulled up in her driveway and looked over at her curiously. To his surprise though, he found that she was looking at him too...and smiling.
It wasn't your regular friendly smile that Lilly usually gave him. No...this was a smile that he had only seen from his girlfriends and those cheesy romance movies that his sister forced him to watch when he was little. This was the smile of a lover.
All of a sudden his heart beat increased by a million beats a second and he felt his face grow hot.
"Wh-what?" he asked her nervously.
"There's something I've been meaning to tell you...for a long time..." she said, her blue eyes gleamed like the ocean when the sun sets on it's horizon, turning it into a beautiful sight that you can't look away from no matter how hard you try. She leaned closer to him so that her nose was mere inches away from his own. He felt her soft hand gently cover his and squeeze it affectionately.
"L-Lilly...what're you-"
Kyle got no further because Lilly's lips pressed against his at that exact moment. An electric shock shot through Kyle's entire body as he once more felt her buttery soft lips against his. For the second time he marveled at how soft her lips were and what an amazing kisser she was!
Their kiss lasted about ten seconds. But they were the greatest ten seconds of Kyle's entire life. He had no idea whether this was a dream or reality, but in all honesty, he really didn't care!
When Lilly pulled away, her eyes were wide with surprise and she seemed to be in just as much shock as Kyle was.
"Wow..." she muttered in a dreamy voice. That said it all. That was exactly how Kyle felt. Wow.
"Lilly...I..." he stammered, but he couldn't find the words to say.
"Are mine," Lilly finished for him.
At first Kyle didn't know what to say. Was she literally trying to say that he was her slave for life? Or was she laying claim to him in another way...either way, he was nervous.
Lilly seemed to read his thoughts and she smiled at him sympathetically.
"My boyfriend dumb-dumb!" she giggled. She slapped his arm lightly.
"Oh..." was all Kyle could say. He felt like an idiot, but Lilly had just dropped a bomb on him! His entire brain had turned to mush! He couldn't believe that this was really happening. But it was...and it was amazing.
Lilly leaned up against and placed her head gently on his shoulder, sending a feeling of warmth shooting through Kyle's chest and causing his heart to skip a beat.
"Let's go for a drive, goofball...we've got lots to talk about," she said with a smile.
Kyle nodded in agreement and backed out of her driveway again. He then took off down the road in a dream-like state. This was really happening, he and Lilly were together...finally...
THE END...
"They're here!" squealed Lilly excitedly as she ran down the stairs, headed for her front door at top speed. She nearly slipped on the slick, laminated wood floor on her way, but she managed not to fall and break her neck in her frantic run for the door. It seemed like it took an eternity to reach the front door, but Lilly finally made it. She took a deep breath and calmed herself down so that she wouldn't freak her guests out. It wouldn't do to look like a maniac, all out of breath and excited-looking.
Once Lilly had regained her composure, she smiled and opened the door.
"Hey, Lil!" greeted a familiar boy standing on her porch and smiling at her in a friendly way. Lilly stared at him for a moment without saying anything...what the?
"Kyle?" she asked in confusion. This wasn't who she was expecting at all!
"Yeah, what's up?" he said with a casual smile. Normally Lilly would love to see Kyle on the other side of her door, but not today. Today was the one time when she didn't want Kyle here.
"What're you doing here? I told you not to come over today!" Lilly scolded him angrily.
"I know, I know," Kyle said, raising his hands up in a show of peace. "I'm not here to stay. I was just dropping the girls off. They didn't have a ride, so I gave 'em one."
Lilly's anger at Kyle melted away instantly and she went from wanting to break his dumb head, to wanting to kiss him! She gave an excited schoolgirl giggle and shoved the big dummy-head aside and ran down her porch steps, heading for the black car that was waiting in the street beside Lilly's driveway. Her friends were waiting, she was sure of that!
Lilly reached the car and pulled the passenger door open, expecting to see one of her friends sitting there. To her surprise, however, she saw that the seat was empty. Huh? Where were her friends? Lilly looked in the back seat of the car, but there was nobody there either. Had Kyle lied to her? That little sneak!
Just as Lilly was about to come out of Kyle's car and throttle the life out of him, she suddenly felt a pair of hands slip underneath her purple tank-top. Uh-oh. Instantly the hands began to knead Lilly's delicate ribcage and tickle the girl insanely!
"AH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! KYLE! QUIT IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT!" Lilly laughed hysterically and spun around quickly, aiming a swift, blind-punch at the head of the moron tickling her.
"Whoa!" shouted a girl's voice in surprise. Someone caught Lilly's arm by the wrist, stopping her punch. The brunette opened her eyes with surprise and found herself face-to-face with...Sam!
The black-haired girl stared at Lilly in surprise as she held onto the crazy brunette's arm.
"You almost took my head off, Lilly!" Sam shouted angrily, giving Lilly a withering glare that would've struck fear into anyone else. Lilly completley ignored the cold look though. She jerked her arm free of Sam's grip and quickly threw her arms around her friend.
"Sam! It's been ages!" she giggled with delight, quoting that hilariously stupid cat from Open Season. It was an old inside joke between the group of friends. Had this been Kyle, then he would have said the next line...but Sam was no fun.
"Hey! Let go a me! What if somebody sees?" Sam growled angrily as she struggled against Lilly's iron-like hug. Lilly wasn't letting go of her though, not yet. She still needed to get her revenge. Moving with the swiftness that she had gained from years of running Track and playing volleyball, Lilly quickly released her grip on Sam and ducked down so that she was facing her friends belly. With an evil grin, Lilly slipped her hands underneath Sam's black hoodie and started scribbling her fingers around on the tough girl's soft, warm belly and ribs. The reaction from Sam was fantastic.
"AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T! LIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHILLY! CUT IT OUT! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Sam squealed with laughter and covered her sides and belly protectively with her arms. It was no use though, Lilly's fingers were nimble and trained in the art of tickling. Sam didn't stand a chance!
"Ha-ha-ha! Revenge!" Lilly scoffed, throwing in an evil laugh for fun.
Sam actually thought that she would be able to tickle Lilly and get with it? Surely the bully knew better than that! After all...Lilly had planned on tickling Sam anyway. Now she had a reason! Poor, dumb Sam.
"Lilly? What're you doing to Sam?" came a familiar voice from behind Lilly. Lilly jumped with surprise and stopped tickling Sam instantly and whirled around with excitement and joy. Could it be?
Sure enough, standing on the sidewalk behind Lilly...was a cute, blushing blonde, carrying a purple duffel bag on her shoulder.
"Mandy!" Lilly squealed.
The cute blonde adjusted her small, black wire-rimmed glasses and smiled at Lilly's excited reaction. "Good to see you too!"
Lilly ran forward and pulled her other best friend into a huge, back-breaking hug. She squeezed the blonde so tight that she actually felt Mandy's back pop. It was so good to see her! Summer break had been torture on Lilly because she had been on vacation for the past month and she hadn't seen them at all. Kyle was an exception, she'd video-chatted with him, but she hadn't even seen Mandy, or Sam since she had the day after school got out. It felt good to squeeze Mandy again.
"You're...crushing...me! Can't...breathe...need...oxygen!" Mandy cried in a strangled voice.
"Lilly!" Sam shouted as she jerked Lilly away from Mandy, causing her to loose her grip on the other girl. Mandy let out a gasp of relief as she was suddenly able to breathe again and she leaned against Kyle's car for a moment, recovering from her near-death experience.
"You gotta learn to control yourself better!" Sam chastised her angrily.
Lilly stared at Mandy with surprise for a moment, feeling slightly bad for what she had done. But her remorse only lasted a moment. In seconds she broke out into a huge grin again.
"I missed you guys so much!" she laughed happily.
"Good to have ya back, Lil," Kyle suddenly said from behind them. Sam released her grip on Lilly and the two turned to face the interloper on their friendship. Kyle was standing beside his car and smiling at them with amusement.
"You can leave now. Come back and pick us up tomorrow, Chives," Sam replied with a sly smile. Lilly had to put a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Kyle really was just a personal taxicab to her. The poor guy was really too nice for his own good, he would drive somebody to Canada and back if they asked him to!
Kyle raised an eyebrow at her and returned her sly smile. Lilly could tell that he wouldn't take the cut lying down. The days of Kyle being afraid of Sam were long gone...now he would face her toe-to-toe. The idiot was finally growing up. In a way, it made Lilly sad to see her goofball growing up like that.
But it was still fun to see those two go at it!
"Yes, ma'am, Ms. Wilson. Should I also pick up the cream for your...embarrassing rash on my next trip out?" he inquired with a devious smile.
Sam's face turned bright red, though Lilly couldn't tell whether it was from anger or embarrassment. The glare that she gave Kyle would surely have melted solid titanium, but Kyle merely continued to grin and snicker like Muttley. He was seriously asking to have a can of whup-ass opened up on him!
Sam took a step forward, ready to snap Kyle like a toothpick, but Lilly was faster. With one swift motion, she moved forward with the speed of lightning, putting herself in between Sam and Kyle. Sam would have plowed right over Lilly and left her in a broken heap, but Lilly knew how to deal with her. Quickly the devious brunette once more slipped her hands underneath Sam's hoodie once more and began to swiftly scribble her fingers around on the soft belly underneath.
Sam never stood a chance.
"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOT AGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIN! LILLY!" Sam laughed hysterically and wrapped her arms around her sides and belly, trying her best to prevent Lilly from tickling her. Years of tickling training had taught Lilly how to tickle though and Sam stood absolutely no chance!
This wasn't for fun though, Lilly had to protect Kyle! If Sam's rage flared up again, then no amount of tickling would stop the bulldozer from taking Kyle down.
"Kyle! Get outta here!" she called over her shoulder to the dumbfounded boy standing behind her.
"Right! Thanks, Lil. I owe you big time!" he replied. He then quickly ran around to the other side of his car and jumped into the driver's seat, he cranked it up and shot away from Lilly's as quickly as he could go. Phew. Kyle was safe from Sam's rage...for now.
Lilly immediately stopped tickling Sam and stood up with a sly smile.
"Sorry," she said sheepishly.
"No...you're...not..." Sam replied angrily while catching her breath. She gave Lilly a withering glare, but Lilly still refused to wither. Sam didn't scare her, not one bit.
"Are you ok?" Mandy asked with concern as she walked up next to Lilly. It was just like the blonde to worry about her friends. Lilly definitely missed these guys.
"Fine..." she replied grouchily as she finally caught her breath.
Lilly gave her a sympathetic smile, Sam really hadn't deserved such cruel treatment, but it had been necessary for Lilly to defend Kyle as she did. It was just a rule of thumb: If Kyle was in danger, then Lilly would defend him with her life. It so basic and simple that Lilly's instincts just naturally kicked in whenever someone threatened him. Sam still hadn't learned that it was definitely not a good idea to threaten Kyle while Lilly was around. Poor, stupid Sam.
"You act like you're his mom!" Sam accused grumpily.
Lilly's smile disappeared from her face. She didn't act like that...did she? All she did was ensure that nothing bad happened to Kyle, even though he was a complete dope that always got into trouble. It was just the friendly thing to do, helping him out whenever he was in a tough spot. Sam was just grouchy because Lilly had beaten her...again.
"No need to get an attitude," she replied teasingly, sticking her tongue out at Sam in her usual jokey manner.
Sam opened her mouth her mouth to deliver an angry retort, but just before the words could leave her lips, Mandy quickly stepped in between the two girls, holding up her hands in a show of peace. Obviously she wanted to be the peacemaker in this situation. Lilly couldn't help but smile, she had come a long way from that little shy blonde that would cringe at the thought of a fight. Now she would jump headfirst into a scrap just to break it up.
Again a feeling of nostalgia came over Lilly as she realized how quickly she and the others were growing up. Pretty soon they would be off to college and they would probably never see one another for a long time after that happened. It was a sad thought, but Lilly put it out of her head, today wasn't that day, and although it was coming soon, she didn't want to think about it right now.
"No fighting!" she insisted. "You two always fight over Kyle! You've gotta stop that, he's just one guy! There're tons of other guys out there, so stop it!"
Lilly's cheeks grew hot with embarrassment, Sam's turned beet red as well and both girls looked away with embarrassment at the mention of having feelings about Kyle. Had Lilly been that obvious? Surely not...Mandy was a real Sherlock Holmes. She made a mental note to keep an eye out for the blonde's genius intuition.
Mandy looked from Lilly to Sam, judging their expressions with curiosity. Obviously this was the reaction she had been hoping to receive. She had certainly shut them up all right!
With a small nod of approval, she hoisted her pink duffel bag up onto her shoulder again and headed off towards Lilly's house. She had just broken up a fight between the two most terrifying girls in the entire universe...impressive.
"Let's go! I wanna get into my PJ's!" she called over her shoulder without looking back to the other two girls.
Lilly and Sam exchanged embarrassed looks, but then quickly looked away and headed off after Mandy together, neither of them saying a word and both of them lost in their own thoughts. This was going to be a very interesting sleepover, of that, Lilly was certain.
The sleepover went off without a hitch.
The girls played video games, Lilly and Sam lost terribly to Mandy...multiple times. They then moved on to having their own little beauty pageant, Lilly and Mandy were contestants and Sam was a very grumpy judge that insisted that if they ever told anyone about it that she'd tear their legs off. Finally, they decided to play a rousing game that surely couldn't go wrong...until it went horribly wrong.
"Truth or Dare?!" Lilly demanded.
"Truth!" both Sam and Mandy answered simultaneously.
The three girls were sitting in a circle on Lilly's bedroom floor, each one had their poker face on and each one was determined to win...even though you couldn't really win Truth or Dare.
Lilly smiled at the two of them deviously. She had been waiting forever for it to finally be her turn! She had been hoping that they would pick Truth...there were some things that she wanted to know. Things that the two of them would never tell her otherwise. If there was one thing that Lilly knew about her friends though, it was that they were extremely competitive and she knew well that they would participate in the game and tell Lilly whatever she wanted to know. It was a dirty trick, but it wasn't like she was forcing them...they just weren't that bright.
"I was hoping you'd say that!" she cheered happily. "Ok, here we go. I want both of you to tell me...what Kyle's been up to while I've been gone."
Both Mandy and Sam's eyes widened in surprise and both of their cheeks turned bright red. The exact reaction that Lilly was hoping for.
"Well?" she prodded, a devious grin spreading across her lips.
Sam and Mandy exchanged nervous glances, both of them seemed to be hiding something. Neither of them seemed to want to speak...Lilly had them.
"Um...well...he..." Mandy stammered, her cheeks growing redder and redder by the second. Lilly watched her closely, she kept fidgeting with her tank-top strap, obviously she wasn't enjoying this at all, but there was no way she would lie. Poor Mandy, her honesty and pride would be the death of her someday...and it might just be today if she answered wrong.
"Yes?" Lilly prompted.
"He hung out..." Sam continued for Mandy.
"Yeah!" Mandy agreed quickly. "H-he...he hung out...with some people..."
"Who in particular?" Lilly inquired, ensuring that she squeezed everything she wanted out of them. Both girls looked extremely uncomfortable now, it seemed that they both had something to hide. Lilly had really just been hoping to make Sam fess up about what she had done with Kyle while she had been away. Apparently though, Mandy had done something with him as well. The traitors!
"U-um...John...and Mike...and Chris..." Mandy nervously listed off random guys.
Lilly raised an eyebrow at her incredulously. Kyle hung out with a lot of people, that was for sure, but judging by the look on her face...Mandy wasn't telling the complete truth here. She was still keeping something from Lilly.
"And?" she prompted, turning her gaze to Sam who had been remaining quiet. Sam was looking down at her feet nervously and wiggling her toes to distract herself from what was going on between Mandy and Lilly. That was what gave her away though. All at once Lilly knew exactly what these two had done wrong... They wouldn't. They couldn't...
"Us..." Sam confessed, her gaze downcast, a look of shame on her face.
Lilly stared at the two of them for a long moment. Hanging out with Kyle wouldn't have been an issue, Kyle had friends, lots of them, plenty of them were girls, too...but they all knew that Lilly had laid claim to that boy and nobody was stupid enough to try and move in on her man. At least none that were alive to tell the tale today. Sam and Mandy, however, were just as close to Kyle as Lilly herself was. The three had been friends for what seemed like an eternity now...could they have gained feelings for him as well?
"What'd you do?" Lilly asked, keeping her voice as level and calm as she possibly could. There was a fire burning inside of her now and it was threatening to erupt and destroy these two traitors, but she contained it. It might not be as bad as she thought, but then again...it might be worse than she thought.
"W-we...well... We were playing video games...and I beat him...and he..." Mandy trailed off, her face was the color of a tomato and she looked like she was about to explode.
"What did he do?" Lilly demanded. She balled her hands into fists on her lap, trying her best to remain calm.
"H-he...t-tickled...me..." Mandy squeaked out, then winced away, obviously expecting Lilly to deck her.
"That's it?" Lilly asked, her temper subsiding rapidly by the second. She had expected something much worse than that. Tickling was flirtatious, sure...for anybody but Kyle. That weirdo tickled everybody. If you were ticklish, and Kyle found out about it, then you were basically screwed because you wouldn't escape his wrath. Every girl at school always kept a friend with them whenever Kyle was near, because they knew well that he would go for them randomly, so they would shove the other girl in the way and let her take their tickle torture. Lilly had seen it many times and she had decked Kyle many times for doing that, the moron was like a barking dog, a freakin' shock collar wouldn't work on him! So naturally, hearing that he tickled Mandy was no surprise at all...but Mandy knew that...she wasn't telling the whole truth.
"W-well...no..." she admitted nervously. "H-he came over...too..."
"To do?" Lilly prodded, her anger swelling again.
Mandy didn't answer, instead she looked down at her feet and curled up her toes nervously. Lilly followed her gaze and immediately she knew what Kyle and Mandy had done when he had went over to her house. Oh...it was about to go down.
"He didn't..." she said angrily.
"I-I..." Mandy stammered fearfully.
"You actually let him do that?!" Lilly demanded, her temper threatening to blow through the roof.
"It was his idea!" Mandy explained quickly, she crawled backwards away from Lilly with a terrified expression. "I-I just got b-back from Summer S-Sacrifice a-and I was s-soar and h-he offered to make me feel better!"
Lilly was done listening to her. Mandy had committed the ultimate act of betrayal, the very thing that was blasphemy in Lilly's world. Kyle did many things with all of his friends, but there was one thing that he did with nobody but Lilly...and a few others on occasion. That wasn't the point though! The point was that Mandy had committed an unforgivable sin...and now she was gonna pay.
Lilly came to her feet swiftly and dived at Mandy, who rolled out of the crazy brunette's way just in time to save herself. Mandy quickly jumped behind the safest thing in the entire room...Sam.
"Help me!" she pleaded fearfully.
"You got yourself into this mess!" Sam replied indignantly, she folded her arms across her chest and turned her nose up to Mandy, refusing to help her.
Mandy had a millisecond to stare at Sam in shock, but then she quickly moved away from her and crawled towards the next safest thing in the room...the bed. She dove underneath it and crawled as far underneath it as she could go...which wasn't very far. Lilly's bed wasn't that high off of the ground, so Mandy only managed to wriggle herself underneath it up to her butt before she became unable to go any further. Now her but, legs and feet were exposed completley. The perfect situation!
Lilly grinned evilly and ran over to the girl's exposed lower-body, she then quickly plopped down and wrapped her arm around Mandy's ankles, holding her legs still and keeping her from pulling her feet away...not that she could anyway. Mandy had just dug her own grave twice! She had confessed to doing very evil things with Kyle, then she had trapped herself! Poor dumb, blonde Mandy.
"Lilly! Please d-don't!" Mandy pleaded in a terror-filled voice, she tried to jerk her feet away from Lilly, but her efforts proved fruitless. There was no escaping the wrath of an angry woman. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorn.
"Let's take it like a big girl, shall we?" Lilly giggled evilly, she was going to enjoy this...a lot.
"L-Lilly, wait! I- Hah! N-nohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho! Nnngh! Not the feheheheheheheheheheheheheheet! Sam hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehelp! Aaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Lilly stohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoooop!" Mandy was cut off swiftly as Lilly began swiftly dancing her sharp nails across the blonde's buttery soft, pink-tinted soles, causing her to giggle uncontrollably.
As Lilly tickled Mandy's cute feet, she could see why Kyle enjoyed it so much. Mandy's toes curled up from the tickling and exposed their black-painted nails as they did so. Her soles were so soft that Lilly was honestly a tad jealous, how did girls do that?! Lilly took extra good care of her feet, what with having a friend like Kyle, she was afraid not to. He had told her that her feet were probably the softest he'd ever felt, but the feeling of Mandy's buttery soles made her unsure...had he lied to her?
"I'm not gettin' in the middle of that," Sam said from above Lilly, startling the brunette out of her thoughts.
Lilly looked up and found Sam sitting on the bed with her legs and bare feet dangling right next to her. The dark-haired girl was tapping on her phone and looking bored, completley ignoring Lilly and Mandy. For a moment, Lilly considered taking revenge on her as well, but then she thought better of it. One vengeance at a time. Sam would get hers too, in due time. For now though, she would focus on Mandy's cute little feet.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Stoooohohohohohohohohohohohohop! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! I'm sorreeehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!" Mandy pleaded through her giggles, trying her very best to make Lilly stop. Despite her apology though, Lilly wasn't sure that Mandy had learned her lesson, so she wasn't going to stop...not yet.
"Apology accepted," she replied with a devious smile.
"Then stohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohop! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! I'm sorry! I'm sorreeeehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe! Ah! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Not the tohohohohohohohohohohohoes! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! Lilly!" Mandy giggled in reply.
Lilly was enjoying herself quite a bit, her vengeance was just as sweet as ever, as was Mandy's laughter. It was no wonder Kyle enjoyed tickling her so much, it was a lot of fun!
"Why would I stop? I'm having fun!" Lilly giggled evilly as she continued to rake her nails up and down on the ultra soft soles of the poor blonde girl.
"You sound a lot like someone else I know," Sam put in suddenly.
"So?" Lilly said, turning an annoyed gaze on Sam. She still hadn't forgiven Sam for her own betrayal, if she was smart, then she would keep her big mouth shut...unless she wanted her turn to come quicker than anticipated.
"Just don't go too far. Blondie's not as tough as she looks. You might make her piss herself, Kyle always stops after about two or three minutes. She can't handle much more than that," Sam replied with boredom heavy in her voice.
"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Stop! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! Lihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihilly! I can't breheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheathe! Gah! Haaaaahahahahhahahahahahahaaahahahahahahaha! Nnngh! AAAAH! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOT BETWEEN! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THE TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Mandy suddenly exploded with laughter as Lilly's tickling fingers snaked their in between her cute little strawberry toes.
Banging came from underneath the bed and Lilly knew that Mandy must have slamming her fists on the ground in an effort to stall the tickling sensations. She jerked her feet around, nearly pulling them free of Lilly's grip, but the crazy brunette wasn't letting go yet! It was like riding a bucking bull! Mandy thrashed her legs around and squealed and laughed like a madwoman, doing her very best to avoid the tickling that she was undergoing, but Lilly hadn't gotten her fun in just yet.
There was something that she had wanted to try for a while now, something that she had picked up from Kyle. Something that she found kind of gross, but still very interesting. With a curious smile, she stopped tickling Mandy's toes and allowed the blonde to breathe for a moment, she knew that Mandy was going to need all of her energy for what was to come next.
Mandy released a deep sigh of relief, followed by a loud FLOP! as she fell back down on the floor in exhaustion. With the fit she had just thrown, Lilly was surprised that Mandy was even still able to breathe.
"You ok?" she inquired, trying her best to keep the amusement out of her voice.
"...You...jerk..." Mandy panted in reply as she tried her best to catch her lost breath.
"Aw! I love you too!" Lilly giggled.
Mandy didn't bother replying, she just kept her focus on breathing. Lilly waited patiently for a few seconds, allowing Mandy to regain as much breath as she needed, but not enough to allow her regain her strength. Lilly's rage-fueled adrenaline was gone now and she knew that if Mandy regained her lost strength, then she would easily escape...and Lilly couldn't let that happen!
After a few seconds, Mandy's breathing started to return to normal...it was time.
With a devious smile, Lilly leaned down close to Mandy's bare feet so that her nose was mere inches away from them. She took a beep breath, stuck out her tongue...and ran it all the way up the soft, exposed sole of her friend's right foot.
"What the- Nuh! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! NOT THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! LILLY STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!" Mandy burst with laughter immediately and began thrashing and banging once more.
Lilly's tongue reached Mandy's toes, but instead of moving on to them and licking them as Kyle would have done...Lilly did something very different...she stopped licking Mandy's foot.
"Oh my god..." she said in a sickened tone. Her stomach churned and she thought she might hurl! That was the nastiest thing she had ever tasted! It was like sticking a dirty thumb in her mouth!
"Not exactly gourmet food, huh?" Sam inquired with an amused grin. Lilly glared up at her and wiped her mouth, trying her best to get the taste of foot out of her mouth. It didn't work. The taste lingered and she was pretty sure that they was some dirt in her mouth too.
With a disgusted shudder, Lilly released Mandy's feet and moved away from the bed. She quickly made her way over to the bottle of water that she had sitting on her dresser. She grabbed it, squirted water into her mouth, sloshed it around and then spat it out the window, then repeated the process three more times, just to ensure the taste was gone.
Once her mouth was fully sterilized, Lilly turned back to face her two guests.
Mandy had made her way out from under the bed and was now staring at her with surprise and slight amusement. Obviously she was enjoying Lilly's suffering.
"Was it tasty?" she asked, trying her best to keep a straight face, but failing horribly.
Lilly scowled at her with annoyance. "No! It tasted like a dirty sneaker!"
Mandy grinned at her deviously and held her right foot up in the air, she wiggled her toes and stuck her tongue out at Lilly.
"Want another taste?" she giggled.
Lilly felt her stomach churn again, but she managed to keep her lunch down. She wanted to be mad at Mandy, but it was hard, after all, Lilly would have done the same thing if somebody had just tortured her and then gotten sick from licking her foot. As long as it wasn't Kyle who was disgusted by her feet, then she would it hilarious! So she soon found herself laughing along with Mandy.
"You two make a good couple," Sam put in suddenly.
Lilly jumped in surprise at the sudden voice. She looked over to her right and saw the tough girl sitting at her big vanity, putting her hair up into a ponytail and trying on one of Lilly's black tank-tops.
"Looks good on me," she said with a small smile. "Think I'll keep it."
Lilly glowered at her. There was still a stinging anger burning inside. Sam had not only flirted with Kyle, now she was stealing Lilly's clothes too? Did the girl just wanna die?! Suddenly a dark idea came to Lilly and a devious grin spread across her lips. She looked over at Mandy and an understanding passed between the two of them. Mandy still wanted revenge for Sam not helping earlier...perfect.
A silent plot was formed between the two girls. Mandy quickly climbed to her feet and turned her attention on Sam, who was still distracted by her own reflection in the mirror. Her conceitedness would get the better of her this time.
Silently, not making a sound, both Lilly and Mandy stalked forward with their hands stretched out in front of them, preparing to grab the unsuspecting girl and take her down. The plan was going perfect.
Until Mandy sneezed.
The sound alerted Sam and she immediately sprang into defensive mode. She quickly jumped back, avoiding the two girls swiftly. Lilly silently cursed to herself. Damn Mandy's allergies!
"Get 'er!" Lilly proclaimed.
Both she and Mandy rushed forward, taking Sam by surprise. Lilly grabbed Sam's waist and took her to the ground, Mandy went for her legs and caused the strong girl to lose her balance, ultimately knocking Sam to the ground and incapacitating her. The battle wasn't over yet though, Lilly and Mandy quickly jumped on top of Sam, Lilly on her waist, Mandy on her legs. It would take them both to hold this beast down!
"I'm gonna destroy you both! Get off a me!" Sam shouted and struggled, bucking like a mad ox. Lilly and Mandy held on though and waited for her to wear herself out. It wasn't easy, but eventually Sam ran out of breath and stopped her violent struggles...now it was time for the revenge to commence.
"You ready, Mandy?" Lilly inquired with a devious smile.
"Definitely," Mandy confirmed, a note of malice in her voice. It was obvious that she did indeed still have a grudge against Sam for not helping her earlier.
"I swear, I'll- Heh! AAAAH! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOT THE FEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEET! AH! NOT THE BELLYBUTTON TOO! HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!" Sam's threat was cut short as both Mandy and Lilly simultaneously began their tickle onslaught of Sam's feet and upper-body. The poor girl never stood a chance.
"Wow! She's really ticklish!" Mandy giggled over Sam's loud laughter.
"I know, right!" Lilly agreed as she raked her black-painted nails up and down Sam's delicate ribcage, causing her whole stomach to contort and writhe as she laughed hysterically and squirmed around underneath their wait. She wasn't getting away though, no matter how tough and strong she was, Sam was as weak as a puppy if you tickled her.
"Where's her tickle spots on her feet?" Mandy inquired curiously.
"Dunno, Kyle's the only one that ever had the balls to tickle her feet...and survive," Lilly answered.
"AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU'RE BOTH DEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEAD! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! STOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! I'M GONNA KIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHILL YOU! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EEP! NOT THE TOES! AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sam laughed and threatened like some kind of crazed clown. Apparently Mandy had found her feet's weak point, because Sam's laughter suddenly increased dramatically.
"Found it!" Mandy said deviously.
"I see that!" Lilly giggled. She could tell that Mandy was enjoying herself quite a bit, then again though, why wouldn't she? Sam constantly tormented the poor blonde, tickling her, teasing her, taking her glasses so that she couldn't see and holding them up above her head, mocking Mandy's shortness and making her jump for them. All in all, Mandy was getting the vengeance that she had undoubtedly wanted for years now. Poor Sam was in for a night of pure Hell. And it was all her fault.
Within a few minutes of the increased tickling, Sam's cheeks were starting to turn as red as a tomato and she had tears streaking down her cheeks in rivers. She had stopped shouting threats of abuse and merely laughed, seemingly surrendering herself to the tickling that she was undergoing. She had also ceased her struggling, the tickling had really done a number on her.
Lilly watched her old friend and couldn't help but pity her. So she stopped tickling the girl's ribs, allowing her to at least get a little bit of relief. Mandy, on the other hand, wasn't done just yet. She still continued to scribble her perfectly manicured nails around on the tough girl's feet, causing the continuation of her laughter. Without Lilly's rib tickling though, Sam's laughter had subsided exponentially so that she was now only a fit of giggles.
"Hehehehehehe! Stohohohohohohohohohohohohohohop! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehease! That tihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihickles!" she giggled hysterically.
"I think that's enough, Mandy," Lilly said, turning and putting a hand on her friend's shoulder.
Mandy looked back at her curiously and saw Sam's face. Her green eyes grew wide with shock and she immediately stopped her tickling of the girl's feet. Good old Mandy. No matter what you did to her, she would always forgive you and see you. That's what happened now. All of the spite and anger that she had felt towards Sam melted away the instant she saw that Sam was on the brink of passing out. She really was a sweet girl.
Both girls got off of their friend and moved away from her. They knew that there was about to be World War III in here.
Sam lay there on the floor for a long moment, breathing deeply and savoring the fresh oxygen that filled her lungs. She giggled a couple of times and her toes twitched every so often, no doubt remnants of the tickling she had just been subjected to. Slowly though, her cheeks returned to their normal color of tan and her breathing finally became regular enough to where she could muster the energy to sit up.
Immediately her dark gaze went to Lilly and Mandy, who were sitting on Lilly's bed, hiding behind a blanket and pillow fort, prepared for the battle of a lifetime! However, instead of killing them, Sam did something that neither girl expected...she smiled.
"'Bout time you stood up for yourself!" she said, directing an approving smile to Mandy.
"Y-you're not mad?" Mandy asked in disbelief.
"I'm downright pissed off!" Sam replied, her usual anger and force returning to her voice. Mandy ducked behind the fort again, fearing Sam's rage, but Sam quickly smiled again and the softness returned to her voice. "But I'm still proud of ya, Blondie!"
Mandy smiled and nodded at Sam, enjoying the praise. Now it was Lilly's turn though. Sam quickly looked over at the brunette and gave her a smile as well...what did she have to say to Lilly? She couldn't say that she was proud of her too, Lilly always stood up for herself, so then what was with that smile?
"Feel better now?" she asked.
"About what?" Lilly inquired with confusion. She really had no idea what Sam was talking about, she felt absolutely fine.
"Well, this whole mess started because you got mad over Kyle. Remember?" Sam explained, still giving Lilly a knowing smile. "It all started out as a fun game, but then you turned it into a torture session! You nearly killed me and Blondie...we're lucky to be alive."
Lilly thought that was a bit dramatic, but it was true. If not for Lilly's jealousy towards these traitors, then none of the tickling would have ever happened. Lilly's whole plan had been to make Mandy and Sam confess about what they had done with Kyle while she was gone, but instead she had basically just admitted to having a major crush on him...talk about irony.
"Sorry," she muttered shamefully.
"Don't be," Sam replied. She got to her feet and walked over to the bed, she then plopped down beside Lilly and threw her arm around her shoulders. "It was all part of the plan! Right, Blondie!"
"Yep!" Mandy agreed with a happy smile.
Lilly looked from one to the other with surprise. Plan? What plan?!
"You seem confused. I'll explain," Sam said. "See, while you were gone, me and Blondie here didn't really have much to do. So we hung around with Kyle a lot, but we didn't do anything so don't get all attitudinal on us again. Anyway, while we were hangin' with him and his pals, he was always talking about you. Lilly this, Lilly that. The kid was obsessed! So me and Blondie devised a plan to figure out why he was so obsessed with you while you were gone...and we found out some things..."
"What things?" Lilly asked, her heart was beating as fast as a rabbit's! What things had they found out about Kyle and her?
"Well...turns out he's gotta major crush on ya, Lil..." Sam answered.
Lilly's heart skipped a beat. Her eyes grew as wide as saucers and she let out an involuntary squeal of joy. All of a sudden it felt like she could jump out the window and fly away on a pair of golden wings, but she wasn't going to try it. Kyle actually liked her? That was...wow. Lilly had always assumed that he had some sort of feelings for her, but never in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined that he would actually have real interest in her...
"So I guess you like him too, then?" Mandy inquired suddenly, pulling Lilly back from Cloud 9.
"Huh?" Lilly asked distractedly.
"Do ya like him or not? We've been waiting for like two years for this! Yes, or no?" Sam demanded, becoming a bit impatient with her.
Lilly stared at her for a long moment without answering. The answer was obvious, but she wasn't going to tell Sam anything, she wanted it to be a surprise... Kyle was in for a shock tomorrow...
Kyle pulled in Lilly's driveway early Saturday morning. Lilly had called him five minutes after sunrise and demanded that he hurry up and get over to her house to pick up Sam and Mandy. He wasn't sure what the urgency was about, but he figured that Lilly had just done something to piss the other two off and that they had fought again. Lilly was a cool girl and all...but she was really temperamental.
The girls came out of the house at the same time. Lilly was first, she was dressed in her pajamas, a purple tank-top and black night shorts, her soft brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she looked just as beautiful as ever. When she saw Kyle, her cheeks turned bright red though, what was that about?
The girls made their way to the car and got in. Sam and Mandy in the back, Lilly in the front passenger seat.
"Hey," he said with a smile.
"H-hey," Lilly replied. She looked away from him and focused on a dog that was walking down the street, probably looking for a fire-hydrant, or a cat.
That was weird. Usually Lilly was loud and happy, she was awful quiet this morning. Was she sick?
"Step on it, Chives!" Sam ordered from the back seat.
"Yes, ma'am," Kyle grumbled. It was too early for Sam's mockery. Kyle was too tired to argue with her, so he just did as he was told and backed out of Lilly's driveway. He then shifted into drive and took off, heading for Sam's house first. Getting rid of her would be top priority on his list this morning.
Within twenty minutes, both Sam and Mandy were dropped off and Kyle and Lilly were left alone in his car. The temperature had warmed up, so Kyle put down the top so that he could feel the cool morning breeze on his face. He had ridden with Lilly a lot by himself, but today seemed different, she seemed more distant than usual today.
He looked over at her and saw that she was staring out at the scenery passing them by. Her pretty blue eyes were distant and seemed lost. Their usual brightness was dim and she wore a frown of concentration. Something was definitely wrong.
With a smile, Kyle reached over and poked Lilly in the ribs to get her attention.
"Eep! Don't do that!" Lilly squealed and pushed his hand away from her. She turned her attention on him, but instead of her usual jovial smile, she wore a look of annoyance...that wasn't good.
"You ok?" he asked worriedly.
"Yeah..." she answered immediately.
"You're acting a bit strange. Sometihn' you wanna talk about, Lil? Did something bad happen at the sleepover? You seemed kinda in a rush to get rid of Sam and Mandy. Are you guys ok?"
Lilly didn't answer. She looked away from him and seemed to be contemplating something. Kyle watched her curiously for a moment, but then he almost ran off the road, so he decided it'd be safer to watch the road instead of the extremely gorgeous girl sitting next to him.
They rode in silence all the way to Lilly's house. Kyle pulled up in her driveway and looked over at her curiously. To his surprise though, he found that she was looking at him too...and smiling.
It wasn't your regular friendly smile that Lilly usually gave him. No...this was a smile that he had only seen from his girlfriends and those cheesy romance movies that his sister forced him to watch when he was little. This was the smile of a lover.
All of a sudden his heart beat increased by a million beats a second and he felt his face grow hot.
"Wh-what?" he asked her nervously.
"There's something I've been meaning to tell you...for a long time..." she said, her blue eyes gleamed like the ocean when the sun sets on it's horizon, turning it into a beautiful sight that you can't look away from no matter how hard you try. She leaned closer to him so that her nose was mere inches away from his own. He felt her soft hand gently cover his and squeeze it affectionately.
"L-Lilly...what're you-"
Kyle got no further because Lilly's lips pressed against his at that exact moment. An electric shock shot through Kyle's entire body as he once more felt her buttery soft lips against his. For the second time he marveled at how soft her lips were and what an amazing kisser she was!
Their kiss lasted about ten seconds. But they were the greatest ten seconds of Kyle's entire life. He had no idea whether this was a dream or reality, but in all honesty, he really didn't care!
When Lilly pulled away, her eyes were wide with surprise and she seemed to be in just as much shock as Kyle was.
"Wow..." she muttered in a dreamy voice. That said it all. That was exactly how Kyle felt. Wow.
"Lilly...I..." he stammered, but he couldn't find the words to say.
"Are mine," Lilly finished for him.
At first Kyle didn't know what to say. Was she literally trying to say that he was her slave for life? Or was she laying claim to him in another way...either way, he was nervous.
Lilly seemed to read his thoughts and she smiled at him sympathetically.
"My boyfriend dumb-dumb!" she giggled. She slapped his arm lightly.
"Oh..." was all Kyle could say. He felt like an idiot, but Lilly had just dropped a bomb on him! His entire brain had turned to mush! He couldn't believe that this was really happening. But it was...and it was amazing.
Lilly leaned up against and placed her head gently on his shoulder, sending a feeling of warmth shooting through Kyle's chest and causing his heart to skip a beat.
"Let's go for a drive, goofball...we've got lots to talk about," she said with a smile.
Kyle nodded in agreement and backed out of her driveway again. He then took off down the road in a dream-like state. This was really happening, he and Lilly were together...finally...
THE END...
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The Ticklish Princess
Princess Dorrie held her breath, as she made her way down the long hallway. The girl had snuck out again that night, and it was against the rules for her to go anywhere without her personal guards. It wasn’t as though Dorrie enjoyed breaking the rules, but every once in a while, she enjoyed going out on her own.
The princess had long, beautiful blond hair that fell to the small of her back. She had bright blue eyes, that shimmered like tiny pools of water, small rounded shoulders, and perky breasts. The girl was garbed in a white dress, with nothing on her feet. The girl didn’t wear high heels, when she left the castle, simply be
Literature
THE REVENGEFUL TICKLISH MOM: RASPBERRIES AND TICKL
Introduced here is Guinevere, a tickle-loving girl I should have tickled, but didn't for lack of courage. This time, the target of Anne and Helene is Guinevere, Helene's mom, who stimulates their sheer nylon socks, but gets captured and has games of tickle-tac-toe played on her plaid hose. Enjoy (comments are welcomed)... THE REVENGEFUL TICKLISH MOM: RASPBERRIES AND TICKLE-TAC-TOE Anne and Helene were lying side by side on the couch, at Helene’s, both of them wearing a pair of jeans, a simple white T-shirt and their usual ultra sheer and super smooth nylon socks. This day, Anne was favoring red sheer nylon socks, whereas Helene was favoring pure white sheer nylon socks. Anne and Helene had come here to tickle Guinevere, Helene’s sensitive mom, but it was Guinevere who was controlling the situation. Indeed, she had heard the girls plot against her touchy mature soles. As well, as soon as she had seen Anne’s sheer socks, she had wanted to tickle them. Indeed, Guinevere, much like her daughter, adored tickling nyloned foot-bottoms. She had tickled many of her girlfriends throughout her life. But Guinevere couldn’t stand being touched lightly on certain parts of her body, particularly her feet, and her underarms. So, to protect her smooth body, Guinevere was ready now to attack the two young girls. Hiding behind the wall, she slithered along the carpet and lied under Anne’s and Helene’s feet, which were hanging over the arm of the couch. Guinevere knew they were ticklish, since she had heard Anne laugh as Helene tickled her, and had tickled her daughter’s foot-bottoms many times before. Guinevere had fearfully noticed the strange looks they had cast towards her own tender feet, usually clad in colorful pantyhose. Today, for example, Guinevere was wearing a gorgeous silky beige blouse, a nice knee-length skirt and an attractive pair of plaid nylons, yellow lines dividing brown and dark blue areas with a touch of green. Guinevere was a beautiful light-brown haired woman in her very early 40s, her green eyes shining over an upturned nose and the smile of an angel, the same smile as her daughter. But now, those eyes were fixated on Anne’s and Helene’s sheer ticklish socks. Guinevere knew that her soles were in grave danger of laughing. So, she had decided to strike first. She had every intention to tickle Anne’s and Helene’s socks. She had a simple plan. An elegant plan she thought. She suddenly got up from her hiding place, picked up some ropes from the floor and begin tying Anne’s and Helene’s ankles together and then to the legs of the couch. Both girls were so surprised, they didn’t move...and their feet were tied. “I got you now,” stated Guinevere, who immediately set out to restrain their wrists over their heads. “But...but mom, what are you doing...tying us up?” asked a surprised Helene. “I heard the two of you plot against the bottoms of my ticklish feet. So, I decided to take the lead,” she replied curtly, as she finished roping the girls’ wrists over their heads to the legs of the couch. “What?...But that’s not true, mom...” began to say Helene, before she was interrupted. “Don’t lie, Helene, you know I don’t like it when you lie. Mmmmm, what cute little feet clad in little sheer socks. I heard you talk about it, about tickling me dearly, and I noticed how you’ve looked at my feet since you’ve arrived. She then simply said: “Kootchy, kootchy-koo on the bottoms of your little socks Anne,” her fingers prancing over the part of Anne’s socks which was the most ticklish: the bottoms of them. Anne’s body jerked suddenly and violently as the first few sensations caused by Guinevere’s fingernails danced under her sheer socks, inside her sweet young flesh. It took only a few microseconds before Anne exploded in ticklish laughter. “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah,” laughed exquisitely Anne, the bottoms of her sheer socks unable to resist Guinevere’s nails. Anne trashed about on the couch as she laughed. Being tickled by Helene’s mom wasn’t all bad for Anne. The submissive part of her, and it was strong, enjoyed it. “What a tickly little brat you are Anne,” cooed Guinevere, as she continued her dance over Anne’s sheer-socked soles. “Don’t you agree Helene?” she asked of her daughter, as her fingertips found their way to her exposed soles. Helene wasn’t as horribly ticklish as Anne, but she couldn’t stand having the bottoms of her sheer socks examined, and reacted accordingly. Of course, her mother knew exactly how to touch her, how to elicit the most sensations from her. Helene remembered her mother tickling her for punishment as she grew up. Even now, even though she was a university student, Helene felt like mommy’s little girl, as her mother poked her long and agile nails into the sheer material barely covering her perfectly shaped round toes. “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, oh my toes are so ticklish mom, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, I think I’m gonna die, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” laughed and complained sweetly ticklish Helene. Her toes wiggled slightly as her mom tickled them. Then, she seemed to be paying more attention to her smooth arches. Of course, it tickled, and Helene laughed, accompanied by Anne. “Ooooh, you two are such ticklish girls, such ticklish little girls. That’s what you get for wanting to tickle me. I’m gonna tickle torture the one whose idea it was to want to touch me lightly and repeatedly on the spots of my body that provoke laughter. Speak now ticklish girls, speak. Come on. Pooooootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-pooooooo, tender Helene and soft Anne. Admit your sins,” asked Guinevere of the two 19 years-old university students whom she was ruthlessly stimulating on the couch. “Do you like it on the bottoms of your pootchy-poo toes? Or maybe you like it more under the pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo balls of your feet? What about your pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo arches? Such ticklish little girls. Speak, tell me what I want to know.” “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah,” laughed solidly Anne. Anne could never talk while tickled. Tickling for her was an intense experience that caused uninterrupted laughter. And she wouldn’t stop until Guinevere lifted her nails from the bottoms of her red sheer socks. “Not very cooperative, are you Anne? And very ticklish too. Poooooootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo Anne, on the bottoms of your helpless toes right through your deliciously smooth thin little red sheer socks. Poooooooooootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo Anne, on the bottoms of your helpless arches right through your deliciously smooth little red sheer socks.” “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah,” continued Anne, whose reactions were determined by Guinevere’s fingertips. “And what about you Helene dear? Was it your idea to tickle the weakest parts of my body to make them feel like laughing? Come on tell me, poooooootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poooooooooo, my ticklish daughter. You are so ticklish Helene, such a ticklish little Helene, I just can’t believe you’re 19. Poooooootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo, my tender daughter,” teased Guinevere, as she kept playing and fooling around with Helene’s tender feet parts: her toes, the fleshy balls of her feet and her arches. “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, mom please, it tickles a lot, mom, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, on the bottoms of my socks, mom, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, I’m gonna die laughing, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” laughed and complained further Helene, who knew her mother loved using her fingernails to make people laugh. “It must tickle a lot on the bottoms of your sheer pure white nylon socks if I want you to tell me about your evil plans regarding my soles,” noted Guinevere. “Tell me about those plans dear, pootchy, pootchy, tell me, pootchy, pootchy-poo, tell me,” asked again Guinevere, as she tickled the smooth soles of her daughter, as well as those of ultra ticklish Anne. “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, we just wanted to tickle your pretty feet, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, please mom, no more, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” replied Helene with a strong feeling of utter helplessness. “Then, you admit that you had me targeted for tickle torture. Bad girls. I should punish you. I will punish you...under your arms,” stated Guinevere, as she slipped her fingers under the sleeves of Anne’s and Helene’s T-shirts, tickling the very, very tender skin that lied there. Guinevere knew that her daughter was very ticklish there, for she had tickled her armpits many times, and she strongly suspected that Anne, who seemed to be a bundle of ticklish joy, was ticklish there too. She was right. Both girls reacted favorably, at least from Guinevere’s point of view, to having their armpits tickled. They both had soft underarms that didn’t like being touched for it caused them to laugh. Guinevere smiled hugely as she stimulated both university students. For the next 15 minutes, she listened to their laughs, their beautiful laughs. “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah,” laughed Anne harshly, like only she could. Anne was horribly ticklish and reacted accordingly noted Guinevere. ‘What a deliciously ticklish girl,’ she thought with pleasure. “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, not the pits, not my pits, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” laughed sweetly Helene. ‘I’m so proud I made Helene very ticklish,’ thought cruelly Guinevere, as she applied her nails to the armpits of her daughter and her friend. “You two are sooooo ticklish under those soft and freshly shaven armpits of yours. Keeeeeetchy, keetchy, keetchy, keetchy, keetchy, kootchy, kootchy, kootchy, kootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poooooo ticklish little girls. Laugh for me Anne, squirm for me Helene. That’ll teach you to want to tickle my nyloned foot-bottoms. But I know where you are truly sensitive my ticklish little daughter. And I suspect Anne is also ticklish there,” stated Guinevere, who suddenly abandoned the two girls to their bonds, giggling stupidly and tiredly. Then, Guinevere came back carrying pillows which she stuck under the two young girls’ backs, lifting their bellies up dangerously, stretching them, making them taut. She added pillows until their bellies were extremely overextended, perfectly overextended, forming an arch beginning at their restrained hands to end at their feet. “Mom, what are you doing? Oh no, not that. I’m way past those. No mom, you’re not going to raspberry my very ticklish belly, are you?” asked a suddenly frightened Helene. “Raspberry?” asked Anne. “You know, blowing gently into your belly to provoke unbearable ticklish sensations that make you laugh. She used to punish me that way until I was 8 or so, cruel mom,” stated Helene. “Oh no, she’s lifting our T-shirts to expose our soft ticklable bellies,” described Helene deliciously. “Oh no, my belly is deadly ticklish. I don’t know how those raspberries are going to affect its ticklish structure,” declared Anne. “Let’s find out, shall we?” said Guinevere, who bent down and blew gently into Anne’s naked belly only to add her long fingernails to the delectable ticklish body part. The poor belly reacted painfully, twitching wildly several times, uninterruptedly. Anne reacted accordingly. She exploded in fresh laughter. “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah,” laughed a soft-bellied Anne, who couldn’t resist Guinevere’s attempt at making her laugh. For a couple of minutes, Anne felt Guinevere apply her puckered up lips on her pink belly, fluttering them quickly over her soft flesh, as she dug her fingers over the most tender areas of her belly and waist areas. “Laugh Anne, laugh ticklish Anne, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo, ppppppprrrrrrt,” teased Guinevere in between raspberries. Devilishly, she tickled the student’s belly and enjoyed the twitches it produced. She raspberried Anne’s entire belly, making the poor girl laugh so hard, so hard. “You’ve such a ticklish belly Anne. I’ve never felt a belly twitch that much. And I thought Helene had a sensitive belly. That sensitive belly,” she said, as her fingers moved to her daughter’s taut belly, held outstretched by the many pillows in her back. At the same time though, she kept one hand, five delicious fingernails, crawling on Anne’s belly. “Oh no, mom, not my bellyyyyyyyyyyyy, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, my belly is too tender, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, don’t touch it, mom, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” begged Helene, as she produced her usual submissive-sounding laughter. ‘It tickles so much there,’ thought Helene, as she twisted a little bit on the couch, held in place by her bonds. Then, she saw in horror her devious mother pucker up her lips and blow gently into her soft belly. Helene’s belly twitched madly in reactive pain. “I got you, dear, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt, I so got that ticklish belly of yours, ppppppprrrrrrrrrt, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt. Oh, it feels so soft and ticklish, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt. Pooootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo, Helene. Oh, Anne, do you miss my lips?” wondered Guinevere. “There you go, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt,” raspberried Guinevere. “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah,” replied Anne, horribly ticklish Anne, helplessly ticklish Anne. She had never been raspberried before. It was so intense. It produced so many of those wild ticklish sensations that caused her to laugh like she does. “Pooooooootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo, ticklish little girls, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt,” cooed Guinevere, who tickled one belly with each hand, and raspberried each soft belly alternatively. Time to admit how much you wanted to tickle me, to punish me. Admit it as you laugh. Kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt, pppppppprrrrrrrrrt, laugh and talk,” she teased devilishly, totally enjoying the young students’ laughter and the jerky motion of their bellies. “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, I’ll talk mom, I’ll talk, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, my belly, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” begged Helene, who could so feel her mother’s nails cause a raging fire of ticklish sensations in one of her most tender spot. “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah,” was all Anne could say. Suddenly something happened that changed everything. With their bodies so overextended and their bellies being stimulated, Anne’s and Helene’s bonds were under great pressure. And Guinevere was not very talented at bonds in the first place. The bonds restraining Anne’s and Helene’s hands gave way, suddenly freeing the two young girls’ hands. Almost immediately, those hands tried to find a ticklish part of Guinevere’s body. Panicking, Guinevere decided that a retreat would be a wiser course of action if she wanted to protect her tenderly ticklish plaid soles. She ran away into her room, locked the door, and hid silently into the closet. Minutes later, Guinevere, to her great surprise, saw the door open and the girls come in. ‘They opened the door,’ thought frighteningly Guinevere, who buried herself deeper in the closet, to the point where she couldn’t see Anne or Helene. ‘My soles are in mortal tickle danger.’ “Kootchy, kootchy-koo, where are you, mom?” cooed Helene. “It’s time for those long-toed plaid-nyloned feet of yours to be tickled. I’m going to enjoy this. Now, where are you feet hiding mom?” asked Helene, making Guinevere feel ticklishly nervous. Guinevere was hiding in the closet, behind several dresses and long coats. She was almost perfectly hidden. Unfortunately, her plaid hose betrayed her. The yellow lines caught the attention of Anne who pointed them to Helene. Excitement rushed into Helene’s mind. A plan was hatched. Anne kneeled down in front of the partially exposed feet and waited for Helene’s signal. Helene counted very silently ‘one,’ ‘two’, ‘three’ and threw her hands through the many clothes Guinevere was hiding behind, aiming for her underarms. Meanwhile, Anne simply lifted Guinevere’s toes and caressed their touchy bottoms through the smooth material. “Eeeeeeeeeeeeek, aaaaaaaaaaaaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, no no tickle me, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, I think I’m gonna die, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” laughed Guinevere. Guinevere laughed exactly like her daughter. A soft laugh, very submissive. Guinevere twisted on her legs, trying to escape the two students’ attack. But they were ready with ropes. Anne was already restraining Guinevere’s ankles together, and once Guinevere was dragged out of the closet a laughing wreck, Helene tied her arms over her head and tied them to the bar inside the closet. Finally, Guinevere’s tender feet were tied on a dresser, helpless, smooth and stockinged, as she sat on the carpet. Anne and Helene didn’t waste any time. They didn’t want to hear Guinevere complain. They wanted to touch the bottoms of her smooth plaid pantyhose so as to cause uninterrupted laughter in her mouth. Anne applied her fingertips right under Guinevere’s very long toes, pushing her nails through the smooth opaque plaid hose of Guinevere. Helene, for her part, scratched her mom’s arches, torturing them delightfully, playing with the different colors of her hose. Aaaaaaaaaaaaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, no girls, not my soles, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, I can’t take that, I can’t take it, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” produced Guinevere, who hated the sensations caused by her ticklishness. She could feel and see Anne toying with her long tempting toes, pushing her fingers through her very smooth opaque plaid hose, fluttering her nails from the base of her toes, unaccustomed to being touched and tickled, to the tips of those helpless toes, which also didn’t enjoy stimulation. “God, mom, your feet are so ticklish. I knew you were ticklish, but not that much. It’s fun tickling you. This is for all these times you tickled my underarms, my belly and especially my feet. Finally, you’re restrained and I can stimulate you. Kooooooootchy, kootchy, kootchy, kootchy, kili, kili, kili, kili, keetchy, keetchy-koo, moooooom, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle on the balls of your feet, mom. Laugh, mom, laugh. You laugh like me, mom. This is so funny. Kooootchy, kootchy, kootchy, kootchy, tickle, tickle-koo, sensitive and ticklish mom,” teased Helene, as she enjoyed the smoothness of her mother’s nyloned foot-bottoms and her obvious discomfort. “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, Helene, not my soles, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, my plaid nylons are very ticklish, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” replied beggingly Guinevere to her daughter’s taunting and torture. “Your mom is deliciously ticklish on those long wiggling toes of hers,” noted Anne. “Don’t tell me, Anne. Tell her. Tease my mom, Anne. Tease her ticklishly,” suggested Helene, her fingers now fighting with those of Anne for control of her mother’s long toes. “Sure,” replied Anne. “Tiiiiickle, tickle, tickle, kootchy, kootchy-koo, ticklish Guinevere. Those toes are so smooth through these plaid nylons. But what about those ticklish arches? Poooooootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo ticklish Guinevere,” taunted Anne, her fingertips exploring for a while Guinevere’s tender arches before being attracted to those very long toes again. “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, Anne, no, don’t, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, what’s this thing with my long toes, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” wondered laughingly Guinevere. “Oh mom, your toes are so long and wiggly and smooth, especially through these delicious plaid pantyhose. That’s why we’re attracted to them. But I understand your discomfort, so we’ll move somewhere else,” stated Helene, as both she and Anne abandoned Guinevere’s soles to move to her underarms. “For example, these underarms look mighty exposed, mighty ticklish and mighty smooth.” “Yes, this silky beige blouse looks like a perfect conductor for tickle torture,” noted Anne, as she took position next to Guinevere’s right armpit. “It does, doesn’t it?” agreed Helene. “My mom wears the silkiest blouses. Her armpits are soft and helpless. They’re also quite ticklish,” she concluded, taking position next to Guinevere’s left armpit. “What? Oh no, no, not my underarms. They’re very, no don’t touch my blouse, don’t touch the silky material lining my blouse, nooo, nooo, aaah, aaah, aaah, no, please girls don’t, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, I think I’m gonna die, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” squealed helplessly and sweetly Guinevere, as the girls played with her tender armpits. “Oh, mom, you have such ticklish armpits, just like mine,” noted Helene. “Tickle, tickle, tickle under your arms, mom, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo, mom, laugh from your armpits mom,” she teased further, with great pleasure, joy and excitement. “Kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, Guinevere under your arms, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, kili, along the walls of your armpits, ticklish Guinevere. You enjoyed tickling the bottoms of our sheer socks, our own sensitive armpits and our excruciatingly helpless bellies. Now, it’s your turn to be stimulated, excited, tickled. Those armpits are touchy,” noted Anne, and so is this blouse.” After a slight pause, during which laughter intermingled with pleas of mercy and teasing, Anne said: “Laugh, Guinevere.” “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, OK, OK, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” replied the sensitive mom who could feel her underarms burn with ticklish pain. For the next 10 minutes, Anne and Helene teased Guinevere’s bloused underarms. But Guinevere’s feet, clad in those exciting dark blue and brown plaid nylons with yellow lines surrounded with dark green, attracted the girls. They returned to them. “I have a great idea,” said Anne. “Let’s play tickle-tac-toe on the bottoms of your mom’s feet. “Tickle-tac-toe?” asked Helene. “Tickle-tac-toe?” asked Guinevere. “Yeah, but first,” began Anne, who then whispered something in one of Helene’s ears. “Oooh, I like that. We have a sewing set here,” replied Helene. “A sewing set? What would you want a sewing set for?” wondered ticklish Guinevere. Then, she looked nonplussed at Anne holding her big toes together and at Helene sowing them together. “You’re...you’re sowing my toes together,” babbled stupidly Guinevere, who was helpless to resist the young girls sowing her toes tight together using her opaque plaid hose. But that wasn’t all. After sowing her toes securely together, the girls began sowing her left and right feet together along her inner arches, actually sowing her plaid hose. Guinevere didn’t say anything, just looking at the girls immobilizing her further. “There, now we’re ready to play tickle-tac-toe with your mom, Helene.” “How?” Let me tell you how,” began Anne. “First, you draw the lines like that,” said Anne, as she dragged one nail along the yellow lines of Guinevere’s plaid hose, making Helene’s mom feet tremble and her lungs laugh, until she finished “drawing” a fictitious tic-tac-toe board on the bottoms of Guinevere’s tender feet. “Ooooooooooooh, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, that tickles there Anne, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” reacted sensitive Guinevere, wiggling her long toes. “It should, Guinevere,” responded Anne, as she finished “drawing” the lines of the tickle-tac-toe board. “It’s the bottoms of your maternal feet. Maternal soles are supposed to be ticklish.” “What next?” asked Helene, who just adored seeing Anne tickle the bottoms of her mom’s ticklish feet. “The obvious. There’s an X,” she said, drawing the letter in an area located in the middle of Guinevere’s feet, spanning both feet about the arches, with a single nail “Ooooooooooooh, oooooooooooooooh, oh no, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, you’re digging in so deep, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” replied sweetly Guinevere to the X being drawn on her soles. “I get it. My turn now. I’ll draw an O here, in this square, in the upper right corner of my mom’s tickle-tac-toe board, which is ticklishly located on the balls of her left foot. Feel that mom,” ordered Helene. “Aaaaaaaaaaah, no, no, no, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, you can’t play tic-tac-toe on my ticklish plaid nylons,” complained Guinevere, as the effect of the O excited her soft mature skin. “It’s tickle-tac-toe for you Guinevere. Now let me put an X here, on the upper left corner of the tickle-tac-toe board, on your right foot, over the balls of your touchy feet,” explained Anne, as she slowly drew an X there. “Aaaaaaaaaaaah, eeeeeeeeeeh, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, no, Anne, not an X, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” pleaded a sensitive Guinevere, as she wiggled her long toes. “Mmmmm, I should put an O there, on the lower right corner, to block you, but I think I’ll put it there instead. I want to see what happens when one wins a game of tickle-tac-toe on my mom’s foot-bottoms,” said Helene, who drew her O on the lower left corner instead. “Noooo, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, noooo, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, not theeeeere, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, she can win on my plaid nyloned foot-bottoms now, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” noted laughingly Guinevere. “And by putting an X here, I can now form a line here. I win. Tiiiiiiiickle-tac-toe Guinevere,” teased Anne, as she drew with her nail a line of ticklishness across the tender mature soles of touchy and sensitive Guinevere, who reacted sweetly. “Aaaaaaaaaaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, nooo, nooo, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, you two are devilish with my ticklish soles, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” she said, like the ticklish mom she was. “Now, comes the real fun part.” “Really?” asked Helene. “What?” “We’ve got to clean the tickle-tac-toe board so we can play another tickling game with your mom’s smooth and opaque plaid pantyhose,” she said, raising her young wiggly fingernails, and applying them on Guinevere’s soft right foot. “I see,” concluded Helene, as she imitated Anne and began scratching the left foot of her mother to “erase” the so-called marks they made. “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, you don’t have to do that, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, you didn’t write anything on my soles, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, you girls are mean, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” noted Guinevere, as she wiggled her long toes under the influence of her daughter’s and her friend’s fingertips, and laughed wholeheartedly. “Kooooooootchy, kootchy, kootchy, kootchy, kili, kili, kili, kili, keetchy, keetchy-koo, moooooom, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle on the balls of your feet, mom. I so enjoy tickling you mom. You so deserve it. Your mom had a great idea, Anne. Tickling other people is fun. Oooh, mom, your long toes are so wiggly. I must tickle them. Pootchy, pootchy, pootchy, pootchy-poo my ticklish mom. Let’s play another game. But this time let’s make sure than my mom’s maternal toes are included in the lines.” “No, no, no, no, not another tickle-tac-toe game, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, please girls no, no, no, no, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” pleaded uselessly Guinevere, as the girls began to draw another tickle-tac-toe board on her ticklish plaid foot-bottoms. “There you go mom. Three, four lines through your plaid hose. I’ll begin by drawing an X, right here, all over your big toes, mom. Don’t wiggle your toes so much mom or I’ll have to do it again.” “And I’ll put an O, right here, over the balls of her gorgeous ticklish feet, under your X” added Anne. “And I’ll put another X on the right of my first one, over the long toes of my mom’s left foot. Don’t block me, Anne. I want to tickle-tac-toe my mom’s long toes. She so needs it. “I have a much better idea. I’ll put an O on the right of my first one, right here…” “Nooo, nooo, nooo, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, nooo, nooo, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, you are cruel with my ticklish soles, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” said Guinevere, the ticklish mom. “And now, together,” suggested Anne. “Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, this is cheating, aaaaaaaaaaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” laughed Guinevere, as Helene drew an O and Anne drew an X on her soles. “This is not how this game is played. Oh God, you both have tickle-tac-toe. Noooooooooooo, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” she reacted, as Anne and Helene each drew a line on her soles. “Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiickle-tac-toeeeeeeeee,” said both girls, as they slowly drew a line back and forth across Guinevere plaid hose, pushing their nails deep inside her maternal nyloned flesh. *** Guinevere was exhausted. The girls had played almost 50 of these awful games of tickle-tac-toe on her sewed up plaid nylons before letting her go, giggling stupidly, clutching her sewn up nylons in her hands. She fully intended on getting revenge on these two girls. But before that, she was going to tickle Anne’s mom, who, it seemed, had suggested that they tickle other people. The girls were still going to be here together for three more days. Anne’s mom would be alone...ticklish. And she was going to laugh. The End #tickle #raspberries #ticklefetish #ticklebelly #ticklefemales #nylon
Literature
Extremely ticklish sisters
This story not mine Original https://www.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/1887654-Extremely-Ticklish-Sisters One day Jenna and Abby were relaxing at home but they were both bored, "I know what we can do Abby" Jenna said "What?" Abby asked then Jenna said "lets"head to the beach today" Abby smiles and nods in approval, the girls change into their bathing suits and Jenna grabs an umbrella and a chair and they head to the beach. Once they are at the beach Jenna puts the umbrella in the sand and opens the chair and lays on the chair while Abby goes and builds a sand castle, after her sand castle is done Abby looks over at Jenna and sees her asleep in the chair and she gets and idea. Abby digs in the sand until she has made a hole where she can put someone in it then she goes over to Jenna and carefully grabs under her legs and her back and lifts her up and brings her over to the hole then... Jenna felt herself being carried across the beach. She opened her eyes in surprise, "Hey! What are you doing!" Abby giggled, "Nothing..." Jenna squirmed out of Abby's arms and fell onto the soft sand. Abby jumped on top of her and began to tickle her bare sides. Both girls were wearing only bikinis, so their tummies and armpits were exposed. Jenna squealed and rolled over Abby. She grabbed Abby's arms and pinned them over her head, being sure to trap them in her knees. Now Jenna was sitting on Abby arms which made Abby completely helpless. Jenna wiggled her fingers in the air over Abby's tummy. Abby started giggling and squirming with ticklish anticipation. Then Jenna started furiously scribbling her fingers over Abby's soft tummy. She scratched up and down and goosed her tummy. Abby shrieked "AHAHAHHAHAHAHAH NOOOOO STAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPP HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" She bucked and tried to roll over but was trapped. Then Jenna started wiggling her fingers in Abby's armpits, lightly scratching. Abby laughed loudly and tried to sit up, "NOOOOOOO NOOOTTT THEREEEEE HAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Jenna giggled to herself, that her sister was so ticklish. This went on for a few more minutes until Jenna decided to let Abby up. Abby lay on the sand, panting and giggling still. Jenna and Abby looked up to see a young woman approaching them from across the beach She reached them and smiled, "Hi, my name is Carrie. I couldn't help but notice you tickling each other. You must be really ticklish!" Abby giggled, "Yeah. I'm Abby and this is my sister Jenna." They all shook hands and greeted each other. "So this might be a little random," said Carrie, "But I work for a Tickle Challenge Game Show on TV that is looking for more players. All you have to do is be tickled for a certain amount of time and if you win, you will make some money. And you would also be paid for being on the show. Would you be interested in something like this.." Jenna and Abby started smiling, "We love getting tickled," giggled Jenna, "And we don't have much to do this summer!" They both looked at Carrie, "We would love to do it!!" Carrie smiled, "That's great!" She gave them her phone number and the details of the show. "It will take place next Wednesday at 10:00 a.m.. And it will be on live TV!. Call me when you have parent permission and we can settle the details. I'm so excited to have to you the show! Are you both as ticklish as Abby?' Jenna looked at Abby and smiled. In answer to Carrie's question, Abby reached over and goosed Jenna's side. Jenna shrieked and jumped away. Carrie giggled, "It looks like you are, that will be fine!" She said goodbye and walked away. Jenna and Abby looked at each other. "This is going to be so much fun!" said Abby. With that, she jumped on top of Jenna and straddled her waist. "And now, my dear, you are going to pay for what you just did." She began to scribble her fingers over Jenna's sides . Jenna squealed and bucked, trying to escape Abby fingers, "HAHAHAHAHAH STOOPPPP HEHEHEHEHE!!!" Jenna, Abby and their mother arrived at the TV station at 9:00, where the game show would be taking place. Outside of the broadcast room they found Carrie. "Hi!" she exclaimed." You must be Jenna and Abby's mother!" "Yes, I am." said the girls' mother, "My name is Janice. It's nice to meet you and thanks for asking the girls to be on the show!" "Oh, it's our pleasure!" said Carrie. "Right this way girls, we'll get you all ready. We have an hour until show time." Carrie took the girls and their mother on stage to she the set explained the show to the girls. It was a large, fancy TV-like room with pink and silver decorations. In the middle of the room were two cushioned tables with wrist and ankle cuffs. "You will have to pass 5 levels to win the grand prize of 20,000 dollars! Each level will get harder and harder. You will wear a different outfit for each level as well. You will be tickled by two of our lovely staff members, who you will meet later! You will each be strapped to one of these comfortable tables where you will be tickled. The first level is 7 minutes, the second one 5, the third 4, the fourth 3 and the last 2. Your goal is to not say the mercy word within the time limits of each level. For this game, the mercy word is " Hairspray." Jenna and Abby looked at each other nervously. This would be so much fun, but also really really hard! Their mother was smiling, "This is going to be so fun, girls! I need to go find my seat in the TV audience. Have fun!" She went to find her seat. Carrie took the girls backstage to get their hair styled and their appearance made for the Game Show. The station was a bustle of people moving around and getting ready for the 10:00 start. They arrived at a dressing room with a sign on the door that said, "Tickle Challenge Ticklees. Jenna and Abby." "Alright girls, here we are! Someone will come to escort you to the stage when it is time. Good luck!" She gave each of them a hug and then opened the door for them. Inside, there were several women standing by closets and mirrors. "Welcome girls!" one of them cooed. "We are here to help you get ready for the show" Each girl sat in front of a mirror, as the ladies went to work on their hair and makeup. It was 9:58, almost time for the show to begin. Jenna and Abby were all styled up and ready backstage to go onstage. At 10:00, the cameras began rolling. Mike the announcer, walked onstage, "Welcome, welcome to today's tickle challenge." The audience clapped and cheered. "Today we have to competitors, sisters actually who will be competing for a prize of 20,000. Please welcome, Jenna and Abby!" The crowd whooped and cheered as Jenna and Abby walked onstage. Their first outfit was winter wear. They each had on a cute fitted winter sweater, skinny jeans and fuzzy socks. They smiled at the cameras and walked over to the tables, laying down. They were strapped down with their feet in cuffs and their arms down by their sides. The announcer said, "This will be our first level. The girls will be tickled for 7 minutes by our two staff ticklers here." From backstage, two young women walked out, dressed in cute, frilly midriff sweaters and miniskirts. They sauntered over to the girls. Jenna looked at Abby in shock, one of them was Carrie. The women took their places next to the girls. Carrie stood next to Abby and Bridget stood next to Jenna. Carrie whispered in Abby's ears, "Now I get to tickle you!" she grinned. Abby giggled quietly. The announcer went on, "If the girls make it through the first 7 minutes without saying the word, "Hairspray", they advance to Level 2, with a more revealing outfit. Set the clocks. Ready, ticklers begin!!!" The audience cheered as the bell rang and Carrie and Bridget began to tickle the girls. The winter wear outfit covered the girls completely, so it was difficult for the ticklers to find places to tickle. Carrie wiggled her fingers over Abby's collarbone, causing Abby to giggle and lower her chin. Bridget squeezed Jenna's sides through her sweater. It tickled, but not too much because of the material. Jenna giggled and squirmed. Next, Bridget and Carrie began squeezing the girls' knees through their jeans. This actually tickled pretty much and the girls giggled out loud. The announcer walked around making comments, "These girls are very ticklish, but can they last!!!" Soon the 7 minutes were up and the girls hadn't come close to saying, "Hairspray." However, the next level and new outfit would be more difficult. For Level Two, the theme was Slumber Party. Each girl was dressed in a thin T-shirt, fuzzy pajama pants and thin socks. Their hair was pulled into a messy bun to show the "sleep" look. The buzzer sounded and the girls has 5 minutes to be tickled. This time, Carrie and Bridget focused on the feet of both girls. The socks they were wearing were very thin and easy to tickle through. Soon, they had both girls giggling and kicking. After 2 minutes of foot tickling, Bridget moved up to Jenna's sides. She squeezed Jenna's sides through the thin material of the T-shirt. Jenna's arms were strapped by her sides and she tried to pull them in to cover her sides. She squirmed and giggled cutely, trying to evade Bridget's fingers. Meanwhile, Carrie had Abby giggling by tickling her all over. She started at the feet and then squeezed her way up Abby's legs, over her tummy and around her neck. Both girls were able to keep from saying "Hairspray" though. The 5 minutes seemed to drag on, but finally the buzzer sounded and the girls were released. They smiled at the cameras and then headed backstage to get ready for the third round. The announcer brought the audience back into focus after the commercial break, "And now it's time for Level Three!!! Both of our ticklish ladies are still going strong!" The audience cheered. Jenna and Abby came walking back onto the stage. This time, the theme was, "Prom Night". Both girls were dressed in short, strapless prom dress that showed off their legs and armpits. They wore nylons as well, making their feet more ticklish. Their hair was also styled fancily. They were strapped onto the tables, this time with their arms further away from their sides, to expose their ticklish armpits. Carrie and Bridget walked on as well, but this time they switched ticklees. The two ticklers were still adorned in their cropped tops and mini skirts, showing off their beautiful legs and slim tummies. The two didn't know it yet, but if Jenna and Abby won the challenge, the two ticklers would be tickled in their outfits. The buzzer sounded and the girls had 4 minutes to endure the tickling. Carrie walked over to Jenna and smiled. She lost no time sticking her fingers in Jenna's armpits and tickling away. Jenna gasped and pulled at the straps holding her, trying to escape. She burst into giggles and squirmed on the padded table. Carrie began to banter, "Tickle, tickle, tickle!! Is someone ticklish?" This made the sensation worse, "YESSSS!" laughed Jenna, "HAHAHAHAHA STAAAPPPP!" The crowd laughed at Jenna's outburst and the announcer kept up the banter. There were many cameras zooming around the room and capturing each expression from the audience and the ticklish girls. Meanwhile, Bridget was getting the same response from Abby as she tickled her stockinged feet and legs. The nylons made everything more ticklish and Abby giggled wildly. Bridget tickled the backs of Abby's knees and started scratching her inner thighs. "Tickle tickle, tickle!!" she bantered. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HHEHEHEHE THAT TICKLES SO BADHAHAHAHAHAHA!" shrieked Abby, trying to kick her legs. Both ticklers kept tickling away, until finally the four minutes were up. Both girls lay their panting after the intense tickle attack. The announcer then announced that if the girls won, not only would they receive the prize but would get to tickle the ticklers for five minutes. With that, the show went to a commercial break. The cameras shut off, missing the horrified expressions on Carrie and Bridget's faces. "What!!!" they both squealed. The show producer came out and nodded,"Yep girls, you work for this show, which includes getting tickled." Carrie and Bridget were shocked. They turned to the girls, who were grinning at them. "Alright girls," said Bridget, "We're not going easy on you from now on. You are not going to win!" Jenna and Abby winked at each other. "Oh yes we are!" Jenna reached over and goosed Carrie's bare side. Carrie shrieked and jumped away. The girls burst out laughing, "This is going to be so much fun!" They went back stage to get ready for the next level. The announcer welcomed the girls back onstage with his booming voice, "Leevellllll Four!" Jenna and Abby walked out. They were adorned in "Summer Wear". Both girls wore tank tops, short shorts and flip-flops. They walked over and hopped onto the tables. This time their legs were fastened right next to each other and their arms were strapped at almost a 90 degree angle with their body. Carrie and Bridget also walked out, this time, both looking a little nervous. Bridget walked over to Abby and Carrie walked over to Jenna. Both ticklers had an evil gleam in their eyes. "Not taking it easy this time, " hissed Carrie. Jenna giggled nervously. The buzzer sounded and Carrie began to wiggle her fingers wickedly in the hollows of Jenna's armpits. This caught Jenna off guard and she shrieked, bursting into laughter shortly after. She pulled violently at the restraints and bucked, trying to escape Carrie's tickly fingers. Carrie laughed out loud and tickled harder, increasing the volume of Jenna's laughter. Meanwhile, Bridget scribbled her fingers over the backs of Abby's knees. Abby giggled loudly and tried to flatten her legs on the table, but couldn't. She tried to kick but couldn't. All she could do was laugh. So laugh she did. Bridget moved up to Abby's bare thighs, evoking a higher-pitched squeal from the ticklish girl. Then, she moved to Abby's armpit, creating the loudest and most frantic laughter of all. Both girls were in ticklish agony and weren't afraid to show it. They laughed and squealed and squirmed with all of their might. It was all both of them could do to not say, "Hairspray" to make the tickling stop. Finally after what seemed like forever, the buzzer sounded. Three minutes were up. Carrie and Bridget tried not to show the devastation on their faces as they smirked at the camera and sauntered off stage. Carrie whispered to Bridget, "We'll get them on the next level.." Bridget smirked and nodded. Jenna and Abby were released and they walked off stage, recooperating from the tickling. Jenna said, "We have to hang in there, just two minutes more of tickling!" Abby agreed, "Yeah, but the wardrobe of this next level is really difficult. They headed to the dressing room and got ready for the final level of tickling.The announcer boomed into his microphone, "aaaaand this is it! The final level of the tickle challenge! Let's welcome our ticklees back onstage!" The audience roared. Backstage, Jenna and Abby both took a deep breath. Together they began to strut onto the stage. The crowd whistled and cheered as they saw the girls emerge wearing adorable bikinis and nothing else. This was the "Beach" theme. Jenna wore a blue bikini with white dots and Abby wore a hot pink one with sparkles. The outfit showed off the girls smooth legs and their slim tummies as well as exposing their armpits and feet. Waving at the camera, Jenna tossed her shiny black hair before hopping on her tickle table. Abby did the same and flashed a grin. For the final round, the girls were restrained with their arms and legs spread eagled in an X shape. All tickle spots were exposed and vulnerable. Carrie and Bridget strutted onto the stage, still sporting much confidence in their tickling abilities. If they couldn't make the girls crack, then they each would be tickled for 5 minutes by the girls. To make this level more difficult, each tickler was given a jar of baby oil which makes the skin much more sensitive and ticklish. Carrie took her jar and poured some over Jenna's bare tummy. She rubbed Jenna's tummy all over, massaging the liquid in. Soon, Jenna's tummy was shiny. She giggled as Carrie squeezed her tummy. Then, Carrie did the same to Jenna's legs. The massage felt good, but also tickled. Jenna tried to hold back her giggles as Carrie rubbed her inner thighs and the backs of her knees. Meanwhile, Bridget was doing the same to Abby. She rubbed the oil on Abby's belly, legs, armpits and feet. Abby giggled nervously and took a deep breath. Finally, the level was ready to start. The announcer reminded the audience of the prize and the safe word. The buzzer sounded, the two minutes began ticking away. Carrie smiled evily into Jenna's eyes. She immediately began dragging her long, pretty nails up an down Jenna's exposed tummy. Jenna burst into full-blown laughter and began squirming. She arched her back and rolled from side to side, trying to evade Carrie's wiggling fingers. Carrie cooed, "Tickle, tickle, tickle! I found someone's tickle spot!" Jenna threw her head back, "HAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAAAPPPPP HEHEHEHEHE PLEASE HAHAHAHAHA!" Carrie giggled, "Just say the word and I'll stop!" "NNNNNOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAH!" shrieked Jenna. Meanwhile, Bridget was mercilessly squeezing Abby's inner thighs. The baby oil had made Abby's skin so much more sensitive. She bucked and squealed as Bridget moved up to her own ticklish tummy. Bridget squeezed Abby's tummy and goosed the lower part of her belly, making Abby buck and laugh loudly. Then, Bridget took one long fingernail and started drawing circles on Abby's tummy. She narrowed closer to Abby's belly button, before entering and wiggling her finger. "HAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HEHEHEHEHE STAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPP!" Abby laughed hysterically. One minute was up and there was one minute to go. Carrie reached up to Jenna's wrists. She started wiggling her fingers down Jenna's arms, getting closer and closer to her armpits. Jenna cringed and began giggling. Suddenly, Carrie tickled full force in Jenna's armpits. "HAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOO HEHEHEHEHE!" shrieked Jenna. Bridget did the same to Abby and got the same reaction. There were 30 seconds left. Carrie and Bridget were getting desperate. They both started furiously scribbling their fingers over the girls tummies, which seemed to be their most ticklish area. They scribbled their fingers all over the girls bodies, from the feet to the armpits. Both girls had their heads thrown back and were laughing wildly, bucking from side to side. 10 seconds remained. Suddenly, Jenna felt as if she couldn't take it anymore. She opened her eyes and yelled, Tears running down her face, Abby looked at Jenna in disbelief. "I can't believe you gave in". "That's it girls", the announcer said down his microphone. "You were so close to not only winning the prize money, but also getting your revenge on our lovely two ticklers". Carrie and Bridget both looked at eachother in relief. "Imagine these two tickling us like that", Bridget said with a tremble in her voice. "I know. I would have died" Carrie replied. The room filled with laughter from the crowd. "Please ladies" the announcer interrupted. "You may still choose to be strapped to the tables if you wish?" he said with a grin on his face. "No way!!" Bridget yelled in fear. "Not a chance". Again this made the crowd laugh. "Ok ok, how about we let our two unlucky contestants free now". Carrie and Bridget began to untie both Abby and Jenna. Exhausted both girls were helped to there feet and took to the front of the stage. The crowd applauded them and the announcer again started to speak. "Well seeing as everyone had so much fun today, I have a question. How would you girls like a chance to win at least 5000 dollars prize money". Abby and Jenna both looked at eachother in confusion. "What do we have to do?", Jenna replied. "Not so much what you have to do" said the announcer, "but what someone has to do for you". The announcer walked over to Carrie and Bridget and whispered something in their ears. All of a sudden a big grin came over their faces and Carrie pointed into the crowd. Both girls started to approach the crowd while the announcer spoke. "I understand you girls both came with your mother". Jenna and Abby both nodded. "And what is her name?" "Janice", Jenna replied. "Please ladies and gentlemen. Boys and girls. Please put your hands together for the lovely Janice!" The crowd started cheering and Carrie and Bridget were now stood at the row where their mother was seated. After a few seconds of hesitation, Janice finally got up, looking all embarrassed and walked towards Carrie's outstretched hand. Carrie and Bridget lead Janice onto the stage and positioned her in betwenn Jenna and Abby. "So Janice, how unlucky were both your girls". Said the announcer. Janice replied"I honestly thought at the end they were gonna win. Well done tho girls" The crowd once again clapped. "Well girls. How about I explain how you can still win the 5000 dollars", said the announcer with a grin. "This is not normally something we do on this show but because you literally had seconds left, we are willing to make an exception." The announcer turned to the crowd, "In order for both these lovely girls to go home 5000 dollars richer, all they have to do is stand here and watch as their Mother is strapped to one of these tables and undergo round 5". Janice's eyes widen and a look of fear came across her face. "How about it Janice. Think you can handle it", asked the announcer. Both Jenna and Abby were giggling encouraging their mother to do it. "Is your Mother ticklish girls" asked Carrie. "Hell yes said Abby. She might even be more ticklish than us". "Will I have to wear a bikini", asked Janice. Not liked she had to be embarrassed. Just by looking at her you could see she was a regular at working out. "Not only will you have to wear a bikini", replied the announcer. "But you will also be covered in the baby oil like your two girls, and this time you will have both Carrie and Bridget tickling you at the same time. So, do we have a deal?" Ok I'll do it! A couple minutes later Janice came out, dressed in a small navy bikini with white stripes. She was then strapped down in a T position and promptly oiled by Carrie and Bridget. “I can’t wait to get my hands on you!” Carie sneered as she rubbed oil in Janice’s navel making her laugh before time had even started. Meanwhile Bridget was ensuring the every inch of Janice’s lower body was thoroughly covered in oil, paying special attention to her shapely inner thighs and tender feet, painted with bright red nails. Suddenly the announcer boomed over the microphone, “Are we readyyy to TICKLEEEEEEE!!” Before Mike the announcer could commence the 5 minutes of tickling on Janice, Abby and Jenna cut Mike off and whispered in his ear. He then announced that there would be a change of plans. As it turns out, Abby and Jenna would both like to help tickle their mom, so we will allow it” The four girls crowded around Janice with Jenna and Carrie at her exposed slim belly, Bridget at her smooth and now shiny thighs, and Abby at her long, slim, and of course ticklish feet. Mike then announced ‘“Let the five minutes of tickling begin!!!” And begin it did. The four ticklers glanced at each other evilly and began to delve into their attractive ticklee. Jenna and Carrie each began wiggling all 10 fingers at Janice’s elbows and slowly moved them to her armpits, drawing increasing amounts of laughter at the drew nearer to her underarms. “Girls please! Not my armpits! Anywhere but there” Janice begged Jenna, being the good daughter is, told Carrie that they should listen to Janice and instead focus on her toned midriff. “Okay Mom” Jenna said “We’ll just tickle down here instead” As Jenna dug into her Mom’s sides, Carrie spidered her sharp finger nails around Janice’s tummy eliciting bubbly, giggly laughter from the woman, making sure to slip a finger into her pretty navel everyone once and a while. “Pleeeeaaasseee” Janice screamed “You’ll pay for this at home if you don’t..HAAAAA” Jenna squeezed her sides a little bit harder and asked “What was that Mom? You want more?” “NOOOOOOO PLEASE STOOOOOOP” Janice screamed again. Meanwhile, on the lower half on Janice’s curvy figure, Bridget was enjoying every second she spent digging her fingers in to Janice’s thighs. But, it seemed the best place, that was guaranteed to draw a high pitched squeal from Janice, was her inner thigh just below her bikini. Loving the sound Janice made when tickled there, Bridget frequently dig her fingers into the spot. “Is someone ticklish down here?” Bridget taunted. “No, please not agaiAAAAAAA HAAAAHHAAAHAHAHA” Janice was cut off by Bridget’s attack on her weak spot. Then Bridget quickly and expertly worked her nails back and forth on the back side on Janice’s legs, amplifying the already ticklish reactions coming from her subject. “TWO MINUTES REMAINING” Mike announced. With this being said, all of the girls picked up their efforts as there time as torturers was slowly ticking away. At her mothers feet, Abby was holding back Janice’s wiggling toes, so she could better tickle the underside of her tootisies. However, she was becoming bored with this and decided to change things up. Abby straddled her mother’s legs, facing her feet, leaned over, and placed her mouth around Janice’s big toes. She then began to ferociously scratch away at her mothers soft, silky soles. “AAAAAAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA” Janice screamed. “I’ll get you back for this Abby, just you waiAAAAAAAAAAHAAAHAAA” Abby began licking the big toes and tickling in between the red, squirming toes of her mother in an effort to shut her up, or rather, to stop her threats of revenge. With this, Mike announced that there were only 30 seconds remaining on the clock, and he encouraged the four girls to give it their all for the final moments. Carrie and Bridget, by this time, were blowing raspberries on Janice’s stomach while running their fingers across the rest of her belly and armpits. Having heard the time warning, Jenna began licking her Mom’s deep bellybutton, causing Janice to scream the loudest yet. Bridget was alternating between intense scratching on the back of Janice’s legs, near her butt, and poking her inner thighs on the seeet spot. Back at Janice’s feet, Abby was tickling the tips of Janice’s lovely, bright red toes, just below her toenails and was causing her mom to scream wildly. Mike then counted down the finals seconds of Janice’s tickling. “FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE, AND CONGRATULATIONS TO TODAY’S WINNER, JANICE” The four girls slowly stopped their tickling and helped Janice from her bonds. Mike thanked the audience for coming out and asked them to give a huge round of applause to all the contestants and tickers. The crowd went wild with cheer. As the crowd began to dissipate, Mike personally thanked Janice, Abby, and Jenna for their participation and gave themr the money they had earned. He then turned and walked away, but suddenly her jerked back around. “If you’d like I could arrange revenge on Carrie and Bridget for you” Mike happily suggested to Janice “Hmm it’s tempting” Janice relied “I think I’m going to have to Decline. I’ll just get revenge on my own daughters later Once they were back home, Janice promptly informed her daughters that she would be extracting revenge on them whether they agreed to it or not. Jenna and Abby reluctantly agreed, knowing that if they just accepted it, their torture would be less severe. “Strip down to your underwear and go wait in the living room” Janice ordered. Abby and Jenna did as they were told and began taking off their clothes. Abby had on small bright red panties and a matching red bra, but Jenna on the other hand only had on black panties and no bra. “Someone is gonna get their boobies tickled! And we all know how ticklish they are.” Abby said Then Janice returns with tickle tools Just as Jenna was about to tackle Abby, their Mom walked in and stopped Jenna. “Jenna, sit down right now, and Abby, off with your bra. If your sister doesn’t have one on, you can’t either.” So Abby took her bra off, exposing her breasts, which were slightly larger than Jenna’s but just as ticklish, while Jenna returned to the floor and calmed herself. After laying down her numerous tickle tools, including electric toothbrushes, hairbrushes, and an assortment of feathers, Janice proceeded to instruct the girls to lie side by side, their hands outstretched above their heads and their feet in a row, with one of Abby’s right foot between Jenna’s feet, so that their feet were alternating. She then tied Abby’s left foot and Jenna’s right foot together and did the same to Abby’s right and Jenna’s left. She now had twenty ticklish toes (which were painted hot pink thanks to matching pedicures got when they were bored one day) lines up in front of her. Next, she tied Abby’s left hand to one leg of the couch and Jenna’s right hand to the other leg, and handcuffed the girls’ inside hands together. No that the girls were secured it was time for Janice’s revenge to Janice began her revenge by slowly raking her French-manicured fingertips up and down the sides of her daughters stomachs, sometimes slow and torturous to tease the girls, other times fast and furiously to make her girls scream. “AAAHAHAA MOM PLEEEEASSEEE THIS ISNT FAIR” Abby screamed “This is what FOUR of you did to me at the same time. How is this not fair? If anything it’s not fair enough for me.” Janice replied “MOM WERE SORRY JUST PLEASE STOOOAAAAHHAHHHPP” Janice cut Jenna off by wiggling her fingers in her ever so ticklish armpits. Wanting to make the girls really pay she grabbed switched to electric toothbrushes and began working the buzzing torture tools across the girls’ bellies, making sure not to forget their cute navels. “AAAAHHHHHHH” Abby screamed upon feeling the vibrations along her belly “Here come the toothbrushes!” Janice taunted as she moved the devices towards her girls’ bellybuttons “NOOOOOOO NOT THERE AAAHAHAHAHAAA” Jenna screamed as her mom inserted a toothbrush into her navel and turning up the speed at the same time. She left the toothbrushes in each girl’s bellybutton and decided to tickle their boobs. “I think know somewhere else ticklish” Janice said, spidering her fingers up in beteeen each girl’s breasts. Through laughs caused by the still tickling electric toothbrushes the girls pleaded “MOM PLEEHEHEEEEASEEEE” “NOOO MOM YOU CAHAHAAAANNT DO THAAAHAAAAHAHT” But it was too late. Janice was already using her nicely manicured nails to drive the girls crazy, moving all five fingers up and down the boobs of her daughters. “AAAHAHHAAAAA” Abby screamed loudest yet causing her mom to focus all her attention of her momentarily. “Someone has ticklish titties!” Janice taunted as she drew a single finger around Abby’s right breast while wiggling all her fingers on Abby’s left breast. “MOM NOOOHOHOOHOHOO PLEAHEHEEEEASE” “Sorry Abs, it’s only fair. But Jenna, don’t think I forgot about you” Janice chimed in a songlike voice, turning her attention now to Jenna’s small developing breasts. “Mom please I’ll do anythiiIIINGHHHEEEEHEHEH” Jenna tried to bargain, but to no avail. Her mother began wiggling on ten fingers around her breasts driving her crazy. It was only around 30 seconds but to Jenna it felt like an eternity before her mother finally calmed down and began tracing circles around both girls’ nipples again, evoking small giggles from both girls. “So my little tickle skates, have you learned your lesson?? Or shall I continue?” “WE LEARNED WE LEARNED PLEASE JUST STOP” Abby yelled “YEAH WE’LL DO ANYTHING JUST STOP TICKLING US” Jenna confirmed. But little did she know, she just offered her and Abby’s complete service to their Mom, which would leave them totally at their moms mercy, for better or for worse. “Anything you say?” Janice devilishly asked while using the electric toothbrushes from their bellybuttons to tickle around their boobs. “AAHAHAHA YES ANYTHING JUST STOOOHHAHAHAHHAAP” Abby begged “Well if you really want to I guess I can stop” Janice said lightening her tickling to only a slow tracing of her nails along their girls’ ribcaages, just enough to keep them tense. “But what should I do now?” Janice asked the girls Hmmmm..." Janice thought through millions of possibilities to get revenge on her daughters, but one idea stuck out that was timed very unfortunately for both girls. As she worked out the plan in her head she untied the girls and put all her tickling tools in a box. "Alright girls, get in the car" Jenna and Abby looked at each other puzzled and began to put on their clothes. "Ah-ah" she grinned "underwear and robes only" They both gave a nervous look and obeyed their mother. After putting their bras on and quickly grabbing their robes from upstairs, they stealthily ran to the car and sat next to each other in the back seat, each being too scared to sit next to their mother. Later their mom came back out carrying suitcases and bags of food, packing the trunk completely. She got up front and began driving. Both girls had tons of questions but were too scared to ask a single one. The whole car ride was filled with nervous looks between the girls, evil grins from their mother but silence nonetheless. Jenna noticed as the amount of buildings, neighborhoods, and signs of human life in general decreased until they were surrounded with nothing but forestry. Soon they arrived by a small cabin enclosed by the woods where their mom parked the car. "Alright, go on in, take off all your clothes and find a couch to lay on." Janice said, breaking the silence. The girls' hearts jumped hearing this and quickly did as she told them. They stripped down til they were completely naked and found one L shaped couch and sat on each side, lying their heads next to each other. Their mother came in and put all the suitcases against a wall and brought the food to a kitchen in the other room. She then came to the living room and sat in between the two girls. "Alright so here's the deal" she said with an evil grin. Janice took her index fingers and traced circles around their belly buttons causing them to giggle while explaining her plan. "I wanted to surprise you guys with this vacation home I got a few weeks back, but I think this is way better. Today and the next four days after I will be getting my revenge on the both of you. Each day we will go to a different place around the area where I will also be extracting my revenge. My favorite part of this weekend is that I packed neither of your clothes. You will remain in your underwear for the next few days, and maybe a robe if its necessary." She then added the rest of her fingers and moved to Jenna's right and Abby's left armpit. Both girls' giggles now changed to laughter, she said. "Every night I will collect each of your robes, bras, and panties to wash them and then tickle one of you randomly. The next morning I will do the same and return your underwear. I will cook breakfast in the morning, but immediately after I will give each of you a bath, you are NOT allowed to wash yourself." She said this with emphasis and blew a raspberry in Abby's stomach causing her to scream. She then blew one in Jenna's armpit causing a not as loud but still entertaining squeal. "At night when we return from our daily trip, you two are to make dinner. If I don't like it, than you will be given an hour of tickling completely naked" She then had them both lay in the opposite direction so their feet were pointing towards each other in the L. She placed their feet in her lap and began to scribble all over each of their soles putting Abby to be in hysterics and causing Jenna to scream louder than she had all night. "You will NEVER leave the house without permission" she blew a raspberry on Abby's foot. "You will NEVER attempt to rebel" she blew another one on Jenna's foot "And you will ALWAYS obey everything I say." With that, she rolled the girls side by side on the carpet and straddled both of their waists. "Arms up" she commanded. They did as she told and she immediately attacked both of their outer armpits. The girls squealed in hysterics and began to immediately regret what they had said back home. Their mother's plan unfolded in their heads as they threw their heads back in hysterics. Janice then switched to dancing her fingers across both of her daughter's breasts, creating high pitched laughter from each girl. She got up off her daughters and lifted them up onto the couch. She went to collect their clothes to wash them as she noticed Jenna and Abby's immediate slumber. Kissing them both on the forehead, she finished washing their clothes and thought about who she would torture first the next morning, she realized she forget to tell them about the dozens of tickling equipment she had placed downstairs. She shrugged it off and decided who she would tickle the next morning and where they would go. If you want to continue read other chapters Link: https://www.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/1887654-Extremely-Ticklish-Sisters/cid/2514332-Start-tickling-them
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This request was made by my friend she wanted to see Lilly getting jealous and tickling the hell out of Sam and Mandy. Well, not originally. I'm fickle and it's hard to work with me, since I'm as stubborn as an ox. She was patient and cooperative though, so we worked out an awesome scenario together. Anyway, I also used her story to make something happen that I think you've all been waiting for since I first started this crap 2 years ago. Hope you approve
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This request was made by my friend she wanted to see Lilly getting jealous and tickling the hell out of Sam and Mandy. Well, not originally. I'm fickle and it's hard to work with me, since I'm as stubborn as an ox. She was patient and cooperative though, so we worked out an awesome scenario together. Anyway, I also used her story to make something happen that I think you've all been waiting for since I first started this crap 2 years ago. Hope you approve
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dude you should write a goddamn book. you expertly build stories around each character, and now theres a relationship.