BoredSkull
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When I started college I met two girls who were pretty cool. One day we went to one of the girls’ apartment, just the three of us, mainly to study but when we finished we could hang out and do something else. First we have Zoe, a short girl, long black hair, kinda goth style. She’s the one who rents the apartment. Kate is a pretty tall girl (not giant but she’s taller than me, maybe 178cm), long blond hair. And then there’s me, about 172cm, pale, short dark blond hair, I go to the gym so I’m kinda buff. So, we studied for a couple of hours, with some breaks in between. In one of those breaks, I poked their sides a few times, as I usually do. They didn’t even try to tickle me back, because they know I’m not ticklish. Kate even joined me poking Zoe’s sides. When we finished studying, I said “What should we do now?”. Zoe suggested watching Netflix and we agreed, so Kate went to the bathroom, Zoe went to grab a drink and I stayed on the couch looking for something to watch. I shouted “Hey, what do you wanna watch?” Zoe replied from the kitchen “Anything. Is Scott Pilgrim still on Netflix?”
Me: Uhhh let me check… Yeah.
Her: Scott Pilgrim then. Do you wanna drink something?
Me: Do you have soda?
Her: I don’t know, wait.
At that moment, Kate came back asking “What are we watching?”
Me: Scott Pilgrim.
Kate: Again?
Me: Yeah, do you wanna watch something else?
Kate: Uhhhh… nah, it’s okay. We won’t pay attention to it anyway.
Zoe: I ran out of soda!
Me: I guess you’ll have to go get more.
Zoe: Yeah, sure. Fuck you. Drink water or beer, like me.
Kate: I want a beer too!
Me: I don’t feel like drinking beer.
Zoe: Then go get soda yourself.
Me: Oh, yeah?
And with that, I lay upside down on the couch. The size was perfect for me to lie down and not let anyone else sit on it (unless they sit on the couch arm). Zoe returned with a couple of beers and when she saw me, she asked “What are you doing?”
Me: I won’t let you sit until you get me a soda like a good host.
Zoe: Good host my ass. - She said smiling - Get up.
Me: No. And you didn’t even get me a beer!
Zoe: You said you didn’t want it!
Me: Yes, but it’d have been nice if you got me one anyways!
We all started laughing. In fact, Kate was giggling the whole time. They knew I was just messing around. I could have just drank a beer and watched the movie, but I felt like keeping on a little more.
Kate: Hey, but I can't sit either.
Me: That's necessary to push her. If she doesn't buy soda, you won't be able to sit. And she'll feel guilty.
Zoe: I won't.
Kate: Zoe, go get him a soda.
Zoe: You're kidding, righ- Hey! No shoes on the couch!
Me: The sole of my shoe isn't touching the couch!
Zoe: I don't care! Take them off!
Me: But if I try to take them off you'll be able to sit!
Zoe: Martin I swear I'll fucking kill you if I see a stain in my couch!
At this point I was about to get up, because I know she hates people wearing shoes on the couch, but without a warning she sat on my hamstrings, took off my shoes and tossed them on the floor.
Me: Hey! Careful! Those are new!
Zoe: Bullshit! You used them last week!
Me: Yeah but I bought them 3 months ago!
Zoe: Then they're not new!
Me: They are if I didn't use them often!
Zoe: They're not!
Me: They are!
Kate: Could you stop acting like fucking kids!? You'll give me a headache. - she looked at me, smiling - Martin, would you please get up?
Me: I'd love to, but it's a little hard with someone sitting in my legs.
Kate: Zoe, would you please get up?
Zoe: No. He didn't wanna get up, so now he'll get up when I feel like it.
I could tell Kate was getting annoyed.
Kate: You two are exasperating. - she craked open her beer and took a big sip - So, my lovely Zoe, where the fuck am I going to sit?
Zoe: Well, on the floor or… I don't know... in his back?
Kate: I'm not gonna sit on the floor.
Zoe: Then sit in his back, he's pretty comfortable.
Me: Thanks. It'd be more comfortable if you sit on the couch. Specially for me.
Zoe: Nah, I prefer this.
Kate: Fuck it.
And before I could react, she jumped onto my upper back.
Me: HOLY FUCK. Was that necessary?!
Kate: No, but you deserved it. Zoe's right. This is happening because you were being annoying. Here you got, Zoe.
I heard Zoe cracking open her can of beer. Now, because I didn't expect Kate pouncing on me like that, and I had my arms down, next to my body, she trapped me. My right arm was between my body and the couch, and the left one was between my body and her legs. I was completely helpless.
The movie started and we were kinda watching it, but since we watched it so many times, we just let it playing there while we talked from time to time.
Some time later, about 30 minutes into the movie, I got a little bored and asked them to get off me.
Zoe: You need to go to the bathroom?
Me: No.
Zoe: Then why would we get up?
Me: Because you’ve been there like half an hour.
Zoe: So what? Hercules can’t stand a couple of girls on top of him?
Me: Yeah, but you’re heavy.
Zoe: Did he call us fat?
Me: No, I said you’re heavy. It’s not the same. Kate’s heavy because she’s tall.
Zoe: What about me?
Me: I dunno. Maybe you’re fat. (She isn’t)
Kate chuckled and Zoe gasped and started pinching my legs.
Me: Ouch! Ow! Cut it out, dumbass! Kate, tell her to stop!
Kate: You can’t call Zoe fat and expect her to not retaliate, you know her. You got yourself into this. I’m not gonna help you. You should watch your mouth.
Me: Come on! Don’t be an asshole!
Kate: First. Remember that we are on top of you because you were an asshole in the first place. Second. You can’t call me an asshole while I’m sitting on your back. Know your place.
And then she began to stick her finger into my ear, pinching my neck and cheeks and squeezing my nose. I giggled a little because it was more annoying than painful and started cursing and telling them to stop.
Kate: Only if you say that you’re sorry.
Me: But I’m nohohot!
Zoe: I’m getting tired of your stubborn shit. Say you’re sorry and we’ll get up!
Me: No!
Zoe: Fuck you then.
They kept doing that for a couple of minutes until I began giggling harder. But I wasn’t laughing because I was having fun (though I was). I was doing it because I felt fingers scratching my socked right sole. And Zoe wasn’t pinching me anymore. I was never tickled on my feet, so when I said I wasn’t ticklish I genuinely believed it. This was a completely new sensation to me. At first, Kate didn’t notice, but after some seconds Zoe said “Wait, stop.”. Kate stopped but Zoe didn’t, and I obviously kept giggling and saying “stop! cut it out, Zoe!”. She just said ”I think someone’s ticklish!”.
Kate: So you lied to us. Every time you told us you weren’t ticklish you were lying.
Me: I wahahasn’t lying! Ahahai reahahally thought I wasn’t ticklihish!
Zoe: Sounds like bullshit to me.
Kate: Yeah, he tried to hide it so we wouldn’t get him back for every time he tickled us.
Me: Nohohoho! I sweaHAHAHAHAHAR!
Zoe started tickling both feet.
Zoe: I don’t believe him. What about you?
Kate: No, I think I’ll join you.
Zoe: Wait! He’ll scape!
Kate: Without his legs? I don’t think so. Please, don’t escape, Martin.
Me: FUHUHUCK YOUHUHU!
She got off me and I tried to escape, but she was right. I needed my legs. I pushed myself with my arms and since Zoe’s not heavy, I moved a little. Zoe said “HE’S MOVING! I TOLD YOU!” but then Kate raised my right leg and sat on my left calf. There. I couldn’t move. Fuck. Kate said “Don't you get tired of being wrong?” and tickled my foot. Zoe said “Fuck you. He was moving.” and tickled the other one. I was really confused. This new sensation was… strange. I can’t say I loved it, I can't say I hated it. At that moment I was desperate and wanted it to stop, but now, looking back… It was great.
Seconds later, Kate took off my sock and told Zoe to do the same while tickling my bare foot. I was going crazy and screamed “OK OK I’M SOHOHORRY PLEAHAHAHASE STOHOHOP!” and Zoe said “It’s too late for that now! We could forgive you for being annoying, but we don’t forgive liars!” - And she took off my sock and tickled.
Me: I WASN’T FUHUHUCKING LYIHIHING.
Zoe: And we don’t fucking believe you.
She was tickling my sole while holding my ankle and teasing saying things like “Liars get tickled, coochie coochie coo!”, but Kate just tickled my sole and toes with both hands, in silence.
I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t say anything to make them stop. Apologizing didn’t work, trying to escape didn’t work. I could have said “Girls seriously, stop.” and they probably would’ve stopped, but I didn’t. I guess part of me didn’t want it to stop. So I stayed there, lying on the couch, laughing my ass off. It felt like 45 hours, but after some time I heard Kate say “I think he had enough.”. They stopped and Zoe said “What do you think, Martin? Did you have enough?”. I was heavily panting but I managed to say “Yes, I did.”.
They got up and I was too tired to do it, so they grabbed my arms, put me in the middle of the couch and sat by my sides. I don’t know how long they tickled me, but the movie was almost ending, so it probably was 20 or 30 minutes. Zoe gave me a hug and asked “Did you learn your lesson?”, I asked what lesson and she said “Not being annoying and not lying.”. I said “I told you a hundred times. I didn’t fucking lie. I didn’t know I was ticklish.”, and there Kate put an arm around my neck and said “Regardless. We know you’re ticklish now, so I’d be careful if I were you.”.
Me: You’re ticklish and you’re not careful.
Kate: But I’m much more used to it than you.
Then we finished watching the movie.
And that’s it, I hope you liked it.
Me: Uhhh let me check… Yeah.
Her: Scott Pilgrim then. Do you wanna drink something?
Me: Do you have soda?
Her: I don’t know, wait.
At that moment, Kate came back asking “What are we watching?”
Me: Scott Pilgrim.
Kate: Again?
Me: Yeah, do you wanna watch something else?
Kate: Uhhhh… nah, it’s okay. We won’t pay attention to it anyway.
Zoe: I ran out of soda!
Me: I guess you’ll have to go get more.
Zoe: Yeah, sure. Fuck you. Drink water or beer, like me.
Kate: I want a beer too!
Me: I don’t feel like drinking beer.
Zoe: Then go get soda yourself.
Me: Oh, yeah?
And with that, I lay upside down on the couch. The size was perfect for me to lie down and not let anyone else sit on it (unless they sit on the couch arm). Zoe returned with a couple of beers and when she saw me, she asked “What are you doing?”
Me: I won’t let you sit until you get me a soda like a good host.
Zoe: Good host my ass. - She said smiling - Get up.
Me: No. And you didn’t even get me a beer!
Zoe: You said you didn’t want it!
Me: Yes, but it’d have been nice if you got me one anyways!
We all started laughing. In fact, Kate was giggling the whole time. They knew I was just messing around. I could have just drank a beer and watched the movie, but I felt like keeping on a little more.
Kate: Hey, but I can't sit either.
Me: That's necessary to push her. If she doesn't buy soda, you won't be able to sit. And she'll feel guilty.
Zoe: I won't.
Kate: Zoe, go get him a soda.
Zoe: You're kidding, righ- Hey! No shoes on the couch!
Me: The sole of my shoe isn't touching the couch!
Zoe: I don't care! Take them off!
Me: But if I try to take them off you'll be able to sit!
Zoe: Martin I swear I'll fucking kill you if I see a stain in my couch!
At this point I was about to get up, because I know she hates people wearing shoes on the couch, but without a warning she sat on my hamstrings, took off my shoes and tossed them on the floor.
Me: Hey! Careful! Those are new!
Zoe: Bullshit! You used them last week!
Me: Yeah but I bought them 3 months ago!
Zoe: Then they're not new!
Me: They are if I didn't use them often!
Zoe: They're not!
Me: They are!
Kate: Could you stop acting like fucking kids!? You'll give me a headache. - she looked at me, smiling - Martin, would you please get up?
Me: I'd love to, but it's a little hard with someone sitting in my legs.
Kate: Zoe, would you please get up?
Zoe: No. He didn't wanna get up, so now he'll get up when I feel like it.
I could tell Kate was getting annoyed.
Kate: You two are exasperating. - she craked open her beer and took a big sip - So, my lovely Zoe, where the fuck am I going to sit?
Zoe: Well, on the floor or… I don't know... in his back?
Kate: I'm not gonna sit on the floor.
Zoe: Then sit in his back, he's pretty comfortable.
Me: Thanks. It'd be more comfortable if you sit on the couch. Specially for me.
Zoe: Nah, I prefer this.
Kate: Fuck it.
And before I could react, she jumped onto my upper back.
Me: HOLY FUCK. Was that necessary?!
Kate: No, but you deserved it. Zoe's right. This is happening because you were being annoying. Here you got, Zoe.
I heard Zoe cracking open her can of beer. Now, because I didn't expect Kate pouncing on me like that, and I had my arms down, next to my body, she trapped me. My right arm was between my body and the couch, and the left one was between my body and her legs. I was completely helpless.
The movie started and we were kinda watching it, but since we watched it so many times, we just let it playing there while we talked from time to time.
Some time later, about 30 minutes into the movie, I got a little bored and asked them to get off me.
Zoe: You need to go to the bathroom?
Me: No.
Zoe: Then why would we get up?
Me: Because you’ve been there like half an hour.
Zoe: So what? Hercules can’t stand a couple of girls on top of him?
Me: Yeah, but you’re heavy.
Zoe: Did he call us fat?
Me: No, I said you’re heavy. It’s not the same. Kate’s heavy because she’s tall.
Zoe: What about me?
Me: I dunno. Maybe you’re fat. (She isn’t)
Kate chuckled and Zoe gasped and started pinching my legs.
Me: Ouch! Ow! Cut it out, dumbass! Kate, tell her to stop!
Kate: You can’t call Zoe fat and expect her to not retaliate, you know her. You got yourself into this. I’m not gonna help you. You should watch your mouth.
Me: Come on! Don’t be an asshole!
Kate: First. Remember that we are on top of you because you were an asshole in the first place. Second. You can’t call me an asshole while I’m sitting on your back. Know your place.
And then she began to stick her finger into my ear, pinching my neck and cheeks and squeezing my nose. I giggled a little because it was more annoying than painful and started cursing and telling them to stop.
Kate: Only if you say that you’re sorry.
Me: But I’m nohohot!
Zoe: I’m getting tired of your stubborn shit. Say you’re sorry and we’ll get up!
Me: No!
Zoe: Fuck you then.
They kept doing that for a couple of minutes until I began giggling harder. But I wasn’t laughing because I was having fun (though I was). I was doing it because I felt fingers scratching my socked right sole. And Zoe wasn’t pinching me anymore. I was never tickled on my feet, so when I said I wasn’t ticklish I genuinely believed it. This was a completely new sensation to me. At first, Kate didn’t notice, but after some seconds Zoe said “Wait, stop.”. Kate stopped but Zoe didn’t, and I obviously kept giggling and saying “stop! cut it out, Zoe!”. She just said ”I think someone’s ticklish!”.
Kate: So you lied to us. Every time you told us you weren’t ticklish you were lying.
Me: I wahahasn’t lying! Ahahai reahahally thought I wasn’t ticklihish!
Zoe: Sounds like bullshit to me.
Kate: Yeah, he tried to hide it so we wouldn’t get him back for every time he tickled us.
Me: Nohohoho! I sweaHAHAHAHAHAR!
Zoe started tickling both feet.
Zoe: I don’t believe him. What about you?
Kate: No, I think I’ll join you.
Zoe: Wait! He’ll scape!
Kate: Without his legs? I don’t think so. Please, don’t escape, Martin.
Me: FUHUHUCK YOUHUHU!
She got off me and I tried to escape, but she was right. I needed my legs. I pushed myself with my arms and since Zoe’s not heavy, I moved a little. Zoe said “HE’S MOVING! I TOLD YOU!” but then Kate raised my right leg and sat on my left calf. There. I couldn’t move. Fuck. Kate said “Don't you get tired of being wrong?” and tickled my foot. Zoe said “Fuck you. He was moving.” and tickled the other one. I was really confused. This new sensation was… strange. I can’t say I loved it, I can't say I hated it. At that moment I was desperate and wanted it to stop, but now, looking back… It was great.
Seconds later, Kate took off my sock and told Zoe to do the same while tickling my bare foot. I was going crazy and screamed “OK OK I’M SOHOHORRY PLEAHAHAHASE STOHOHOP!” and Zoe said “It’s too late for that now! We could forgive you for being annoying, but we don’t forgive liars!” - And she took off my sock and tickled.
Me: I WASN’T FUHUHUCKING LYIHIHING.
Zoe: And we don’t fucking believe you.
She was tickling my sole while holding my ankle and teasing saying things like “Liars get tickled, coochie coochie coo!”, but Kate just tickled my sole and toes with both hands, in silence.
I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t say anything to make them stop. Apologizing didn’t work, trying to escape didn’t work. I could have said “Girls seriously, stop.” and they probably would’ve stopped, but I didn’t. I guess part of me didn’t want it to stop. So I stayed there, lying on the couch, laughing my ass off. It felt like 45 hours, but after some time I heard Kate say “I think he had enough.”. They stopped and Zoe said “What do you think, Martin? Did you have enough?”. I was heavily panting but I managed to say “Yes, I did.”.
They got up and I was too tired to do it, so they grabbed my arms, put me in the middle of the couch and sat by my sides. I don’t know how long they tickled me, but the movie was almost ending, so it probably was 20 or 30 minutes. Zoe gave me a hug and asked “Did you learn your lesson?”, I asked what lesson and she said “Not being annoying and not lying.”. I said “I told you a hundred times. I didn’t fucking lie. I didn’t know I was ticklish.”, and there Kate put an arm around my neck and said “Regardless. We know you’re ticklish now, so I’d be careful if I were you.”.
Me: You’re ticklish and you’re not careful.
Kate: But I’m much more used to it than you.
Then we finished watching the movie.
And that’s it, I hope you liked it.
