Feet Fiend
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After the events of told in part 1, I would go on to tickle my friend any chance I got. Other get-togethers where she showed up in flip flops? Tickled. Pool Party? Tickled. Showed up to our college in sandals? tickled. It became a regular thing however she didn't find it annoying or weird, instead she found it funny and even sort of endearing. It became like a silly game between us.
Now this story takes place around 2 years after the events of Part 1. She had broken up with the guy I had mentioned in part 1 and had a new boyfriend. This guy wasn't around for super long, I think the relationship only lasted like a few months but he's an integral part of this story. I was hanging out with Her, The BF, and few of our other friends at school when the bf noticed the feather I had in my bag (If you read my tickling crush story you may remember this feather) I let him examine it and he turned towards Her and started stroking her neck with it. She didn't really react since as you may recall, she's not super ticklish anywhere else but her feet. He kept trying her face, her ear, her shoulder but she remained unphased. I could tell he was kinda bummed it wasn't working and blurted out "She's only ticklish on her feet." He flashed a mischievous look at her and she looked at me with panic. He immediately grabbed her leg and aggressively tore her shoe and sock off her foot and tasked me with tickling her! What's crazier is that our other friends joined in, helping with holding her down and tickling her! I started wiggling my fingers on her sole, causing her to scream with laughter and jerk around, but to no avail considering she had like 4 people restraining her. He handed me the feather back and told me to tickle her with that. I did and to my surprise, the feather was just as effective as my fingers, her laughter and squirming didn't change much as I stroked it up and down her sole, in-between her toes, and even on the tops of her feet. This went on for a few minutes before we finally let her go, She was super out of breath and her face was beet red. She rubbed her sole for a little bit before putting her sock and shoe back on, I assume to get rid of any lingering ticklish feeling and we went back to hanging out as normal.
Now she wasn't outwardly upset at us or anything but I couldn't help but feel a little bad for doing that to her, especially since I was the one who instigated it. If that were me in her place, having my ticklish spot revealed and then getting jumped by my friends, I'd probably be peeved, especially at the one who blurted it out. That torture and humiliation we put her through had me feeling very guilty so to make it up to her, I bought her an ice cream from the truck that would often pass by our school.
Now this story takes place around 2 years after the events of Part 1. She had broken up with the guy I had mentioned in part 1 and had a new boyfriend. This guy wasn't around for super long, I think the relationship only lasted like a few months but he's an integral part of this story. I was hanging out with Her, The BF, and few of our other friends at school when the bf noticed the feather I had in my bag (If you read my tickling crush story you may remember this feather) I let him examine it and he turned towards Her and started stroking her neck with it. She didn't really react since as you may recall, she's not super ticklish anywhere else but her feet. He kept trying her face, her ear, her shoulder but she remained unphased. I could tell he was kinda bummed it wasn't working and blurted out "She's only ticklish on her feet." He flashed a mischievous look at her and she looked at me with panic. He immediately grabbed her leg and aggressively tore her shoe and sock off her foot and tasked me with tickling her! What's crazier is that our other friends joined in, helping with holding her down and tickling her! I started wiggling my fingers on her sole, causing her to scream with laughter and jerk around, but to no avail considering she had like 4 people restraining her. He handed me the feather back and told me to tickle her with that. I did and to my surprise, the feather was just as effective as my fingers, her laughter and squirming didn't change much as I stroked it up and down her sole, in-between her toes, and even on the tops of her feet. This went on for a few minutes before we finally let her go, She was super out of breath and her face was beet red. She rubbed her sole for a little bit before putting her sock and shoe back on, I assume to get rid of any lingering ticklish feeling and we went back to hanging out as normal.
Now she wasn't outwardly upset at us or anything but I couldn't help but feel a little bad for doing that to her, especially since I was the one who instigated it. If that were me in her place, having my ticklish spot revealed and then getting jumped by my friends, I'd probably be peeved, especially at the one who blurted it out. That torture and humiliation we put her through had me feeling very guilty so to make it up to her, I bought her an ice cream from the truck that would often pass by our school.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
