This just took place a few days ago at my college. I go to an art college and each floor has personal studios for 4 people. So I went in early one day for exams and went to my friends' studio room. In thier room they have a small mattress and blanket for times when they would stay over night. So, bieng dead tired, I decided to take a nap. so I took off my socks and shoes and laid down. It wasn't long before I was out. I was awakened by my friend Linda and she for some reason asked "Hey, Tommy, are you ticklish?' bieng dead tired I said "extremely, so don't bother me." She then told me to "try" and get up. I was on my stomach, so I tried to bend my legs to kneel up-but I couldn't. Just then my friend john says "where do you think you're going, buddy?" I then realized John had both of my feet locked on both sides of his body. I then started a small panic because my feet are the most ticklish part of my body.
"Oh, God! don't-don't-don't!" I started, not even bieng tickled yet. I tried to kneel up and wiggle out, but failed. "How's this!" Linda said, and she began scratching both my feet." Oh God-Oh God!Hahahaha!NO!NO!Hahahaha!" I screamed, but this just caused Linda to giggle. After a few minutes, I heard "How about a brush for our fellow artist?", John asked Linda. "Good Idea" Linda snickered. "No!No!No!Please don't!" I begged and squealed. But it did no good. "Hear ya go!" Linda said. Just then I felt the tiny torturing bristols go crazy on my right foot. "Noooo!Hahahahahaha!Nooooo!please-please!" I said, gasping for air. "Let's finnish with some caligraphy!" Linda squealed, and she began making devilish curves and lines on my feet. "Oh-ho-ho-ple-please-no-o-ooooo!" I begged. She then stopped. I thought she was done until she began scratching my feet at insane speeds."You Like this!" She said. "NOOOOOO-HAHAHAHAHA-DAMNIT!HAHAHAHA-STO-STOP!HAHAHAHA!" after about fifteen minutes she finally stopped scratching and John let my feet go free. "Good luck on exams, Tommy!" Linda said, and she and John left to get lunch.
Oh how I wanna get even!!!
"Oh, God! don't-don't-don't!" I started, not even bieng tickled yet. I tried to kneel up and wiggle out, but failed. "How's this!" Linda said, and she began scratching both my feet." Oh God-Oh God!Hahahaha!NO!NO!Hahahaha!" I screamed, but this just caused Linda to giggle. After a few minutes, I heard "How about a brush for our fellow artist?", John asked Linda. "Good Idea" Linda snickered. "No!No!No!Please don't!" I begged and squealed. But it did no good. "Hear ya go!" Linda said. Just then I felt the tiny torturing bristols go crazy on my right foot. "Noooo!Hahahahahaha!Nooooo!please-please!" I said, gasping for air. "Let's finnish with some caligraphy!" Linda squealed, and she began making devilish curves and lines on my feet. "Oh-ho-ho-ple-please-no-o-ooooo!" I begged. She then stopped. I thought she was done until she began scratching my feet at insane speeds."You Like this!" She said. "NOOOOOO-HAHAHAHAHA-DAMNIT!HAHAHAHA-STO-STOP!HAHAHAHA!" after about fifteen minutes she finally stopped scratching and John let my feet go free. "Good luck on exams, Tommy!" Linda said, and she and John left to get lunch.
Oh how I wanna get even!!!
