Madmitch16
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Part 1: The Proposal
It was a chilly, quiet Sunday afternoon. Chloe and Jasmin were bundled up on their couch, sipping hot cocoa while a movie played in the background. Their best friend Mitch had just arrived, letting himself in as he always did, carrying a bag of chips he tossed onto the coffee table.
“Movie day, huh?” Mitch said, flopping into the armchair across from them.
“More like lazy day,” Chloe replied, grinning as she snuggled closer to Jasmin.
Jasmin gave Mitch a playful smirk. “Actually, we’ve been brainstorming something fun to do.”
Mitch raised an eyebrow, immediately on alert. “Uh-oh. What kind of ‘fun’ are we talking about?”
“Well,” Chloe began, shooting a quick glance at Jasmin, “we’ve been wanting to try something new. Something different.”
“Different how?” Mitch asked suspiciously.
Jasmin leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “Okay, hear us out. We’ve been reading about the benefits of laughter, right? How it’s great for bonding and releases endorphins?”
Mitch nodded slowly. “Sure… so?”
“So, we thought about incorporating that into an activity,” Chloe said, her tone edging toward mischievous.
“An activity?” Mitch repeated, growing more skeptical by the second.
“Yes,” Jasmin said with a grin. “We want to ask you to tie us up and tickle us. On our bellies and belly buttons. For a couple of hours.”
The room went silent. Mitch stared at them as if they’d suddenly started speaking an alien language. “Wait… what?”
Chloe grinned, her cheeks slightly pink but her confidence unwavering. “You heard her! We trust you completely, and it’s something we’ve been curious about. It’s supposed to be fun, and we thought, ‘Who better to ask than Mitch?’”
Mitch blinked. “You want me to… tie you up. And tickle you. For hours.”
“Exactly!” Jasmin said brightly, as if this were the most natural request in the world.
Mitch leaned back in the chair, running a hand through his hair. “You two can’t be serious.”
“Oh, we’re completely serious,” Chloe said. “And think about it—you’ll get to mess with us, make us laugh uncontrollably, and have a great story to hold over our heads.”
Jasmin gave him her best pleading look. “Please, Mitch? We even got everything ready—soft ropes, pillows, and snacks for afterward. We just need you.”
Mitch sighed, shaking his head. He’d been roped into plenty of their bizarre ideas before, but this? This was a new level of strange. Still, he couldn’t deny that their enthusiasm was infectious.
“Fine,” he said at last, pointing a finger at them. “But if this turns into some nightmare scenario where I never hear the end of it, you’re both doing my laundry for a month.”
Part 2: Setting the Scene
The following afternoon, Chloe and Jasmin eagerly prepared their bedroom for the session. They spread out a thick blanket on the bed, surrounded by extra pillows for comfort, and laid out the soft ropes they’d bought online. The atmosphere was lighthearted, with Jasmin humming as she worked.
When Mitch arrived, he stepped into the room, taking in the setup with a mix of amusement and disbelief. “This looks way too professional,” he joked.
Chloe laughed. “We wanted to make sure it was comfortable! You’re going to be tickling us for hours, after all.”
Mitch rolled his eyes. “Let’s just get this over with.”
Chloe and Jasmin climbed onto the bed, lying down on their backs and stretching their arms above their heads. Mitch started with Chloe, carefully tying her wrists to the headboard, making sure the knots were secure but not tight enough to hurt. Then he moved to her ankles, fastening them to the footboard.
“Okay, that’s one down,” Mitch said, stepping back to admire his work. “How’s that feel?”
“Perfect,” Chloe said, wriggling slightly against the ropes. “Now Jasmin’s turn!”
Mitch repeated the process with Jasmin, who giggled nervously as he tied her down. Once both women were securely fastened, Mitch crossed his arms and smirked. “You two look ridiculous.”
“Thanks,” Jasmin said with a grin. “Now stop stalling and get started!”
Part 3: The Tickling Begins
Mitch took a deep breath, deciding to start with Chloe. He lightly ran his fingers over her exposed stomach, causing her to burst into giggles almost instantly.
“Already?” Mitch teased, poking her sides. “I’ve barely done anything.”
Chloe squirmed, tugging at the ropes as laughter spilled out of her. “It tickles! Mitch, oh my god—hahaha!”
Encouraged, Mitch moved to her belly button, gently swirling his finger around the edge. Chloe shrieked with laughter, twisting her body as much as the ropes would allow.
“Not the belly button!” she cried, her voice high-pitched and breathless.
“Oh, so that’s the spot,” Mitch said with a mischievous grin. “Good to know.”
Jasmin was already laughing in anticipation, her face red from watching Chloe’s ordeal. “Mitch, you’re evil!”
“You’re next,” Mitch said, turning to her.
He started lightly, tracing circles on Jasmin’s stomach. Her laughter was immediate, a bubbly, uncontrollable sound that filled the room. “No! Not there! Hahahaha!”
“Where?” Mitch asked innocently, zeroing in on her belly button. He gently prodded and teased the sensitive spot, sending Jasmin into hysterics.
“Stop! Mitch, please—hahaha—I can’t take it!” she begged, though her laughter betrayed her enjoyment.
The session continued, with Mitch alternating between the two women. He experimented with different techniques, from light, feathery touches to quick, playful pokes. He found that Chloe’s sides were particularly sensitive, while Jasmin’s belly button was her ultimate weak spot.
“You guys are so ridiculously ticklish,” Mitch said, laughing along with them.
“We kn-hahaha—know!” Chloe managed to gasp. “But it’s so fun!”
Part 4: The Aftermath
After nearly two hours of nonstop laughter, Mitch finally decided to give them a break. Both Chloe and Jasmin were breathless, their cheeks flushed and their hair slightly messy from all the squirming.
“Okay, I think you’re officially broken,” Mitch said, untying them.
Chloe collapsed onto the bed, still giggling softly. “That was amazing.”
Jasmin sat up, stretching her arms. “I don’t think I’ve ever laughed that much in my life.”
Mitch shook his head, a small smile on his face. “You two are absolutely nuts. But hey, I’ll admit—it was kind of fun.”
Chloe and Jasmin pulled him into a group hug, their laughter still bubbling up every few seconds. “You’re the best, Mitch. Thanks for indulging us.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Mitch said, trying to act annoyed but failing. “Just promise me you won’t tell anyone about this.”
The three of them burst into laughter again, the sound echoing through the apartment. It was a day none of them would ever forget—and one that cemented their bond as the weirdest, most wonderful trio around.
It was a chilly, quiet Sunday afternoon. Chloe and Jasmin were bundled up on their couch, sipping hot cocoa while a movie played in the background. Their best friend Mitch had just arrived, letting himself in as he always did, carrying a bag of chips he tossed onto the coffee table.
“Movie day, huh?” Mitch said, flopping into the armchair across from them.
“More like lazy day,” Chloe replied, grinning as she snuggled closer to Jasmin.
Jasmin gave Mitch a playful smirk. “Actually, we’ve been brainstorming something fun to do.”
Mitch raised an eyebrow, immediately on alert. “Uh-oh. What kind of ‘fun’ are we talking about?”
“Well,” Chloe began, shooting a quick glance at Jasmin, “we’ve been wanting to try something new. Something different.”
“Different how?” Mitch asked suspiciously.
Jasmin leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “Okay, hear us out. We’ve been reading about the benefits of laughter, right? How it’s great for bonding and releases endorphins?”
Mitch nodded slowly. “Sure… so?”
“So, we thought about incorporating that into an activity,” Chloe said, her tone edging toward mischievous.
“An activity?” Mitch repeated, growing more skeptical by the second.
“Yes,” Jasmin said with a grin. “We want to ask you to tie us up and tickle us. On our bellies and belly buttons. For a couple of hours.”
The room went silent. Mitch stared at them as if they’d suddenly started speaking an alien language. “Wait… what?”
Chloe grinned, her cheeks slightly pink but her confidence unwavering. “You heard her! We trust you completely, and it’s something we’ve been curious about. It’s supposed to be fun, and we thought, ‘Who better to ask than Mitch?’”
Mitch blinked. “You want me to… tie you up. And tickle you. For hours.”
“Exactly!” Jasmin said brightly, as if this were the most natural request in the world.
Mitch leaned back in the chair, running a hand through his hair. “You two can’t be serious.”
“Oh, we’re completely serious,” Chloe said. “And think about it—you’ll get to mess with us, make us laugh uncontrollably, and have a great story to hold over our heads.”
Jasmin gave him her best pleading look. “Please, Mitch? We even got everything ready—soft ropes, pillows, and snacks for afterward. We just need you.”
Mitch sighed, shaking his head. He’d been roped into plenty of their bizarre ideas before, but this? This was a new level of strange. Still, he couldn’t deny that their enthusiasm was infectious.
“Fine,” he said at last, pointing a finger at them. “But if this turns into some nightmare scenario where I never hear the end of it, you’re both doing my laundry for a month.”
Part 2: Setting the Scene
The following afternoon, Chloe and Jasmin eagerly prepared their bedroom for the session. They spread out a thick blanket on the bed, surrounded by extra pillows for comfort, and laid out the soft ropes they’d bought online. The atmosphere was lighthearted, with Jasmin humming as she worked.
When Mitch arrived, he stepped into the room, taking in the setup with a mix of amusement and disbelief. “This looks way too professional,” he joked.
Chloe laughed. “We wanted to make sure it was comfortable! You’re going to be tickling us for hours, after all.”
Mitch rolled his eyes. “Let’s just get this over with.”
Chloe and Jasmin climbed onto the bed, lying down on their backs and stretching their arms above their heads. Mitch started with Chloe, carefully tying her wrists to the headboard, making sure the knots were secure but not tight enough to hurt. Then he moved to her ankles, fastening them to the footboard.
“Okay, that’s one down,” Mitch said, stepping back to admire his work. “How’s that feel?”
“Perfect,” Chloe said, wriggling slightly against the ropes. “Now Jasmin’s turn!”
Mitch repeated the process with Jasmin, who giggled nervously as he tied her down. Once both women were securely fastened, Mitch crossed his arms and smirked. “You two look ridiculous.”
“Thanks,” Jasmin said with a grin. “Now stop stalling and get started!”
Part 3: The Tickling Begins
Mitch took a deep breath, deciding to start with Chloe. He lightly ran his fingers over her exposed stomach, causing her to burst into giggles almost instantly.
“Already?” Mitch teased, poking her sides. “I’ve barely done anything.”
Chloe squirmed, tugging at the ropes as laughter spilled out of her. “It tickles! Mitch, oh my god—hahaha!”
Encouraged, Mitch moved to her belly button, gently swirling his finger around the edge. Chloe shrieked with laughter, twisting her body as much as the ropes would allow.
“Not the belly button!” she cried, her voice high-pitched and breathless.
“Oh, so that’s the spot,” Mitch said with a mischievous grin. “Good to know.”
Jasmin was already laughing in anticipation, her face red from watching Chloe’s ordeal. “Mitch, you’re evil!”
“You’re next,” Mitch said, turning to her.
He started lightly, tracing circles on Jasmin’s stomach. Her laughter was immediate, a bubbly, uncontrollable sound that filled the room. “No! Not there! Hahahaha!”
“Where?” Mitch asked innocently, zeroing in on her belly button. He gently prodded and teased the sensitive spot, sending Jasmin into hysterics.
“Stop! Mitch, please—hahaha—I can’t take it!” she begged, though her laughter betrayed her enjoyment.
The session continued, with Mitch alternating between the two women. He experimented with different techniques, from light, feathery touches to quick, playful pokes. He found that Chloe’s sides were particularly sensitive, while Jasmin’s belly button was her ultimate weak spot.
“You guys are so ridiculously ticklish,” Mitch said, laughing along with them.
“We kn-hahaha—know!” Chloe managed to gasp. “But it’s so fun!”
Part 4: The Aftermath
After nearly two hours of nonstop laughter, Mitch finally decided to give them a break. Both Chloe and Jasmin were breathless, their cheeks flushed and their hair slightly messy from all the squirming.
“Okay, I think you’re officially broken,” Mitch said, untying them.
Chloe collapsed onto the bed, still giggling softly. “That was amazing.”
Jasmin sat up, stretching her arms. “I don’t think I’ve ever laughed that much in my life.”
Mitch shook his head, a small smile on his face. “You two are absolutely nuts. But hey, I’ll admit—it was kind of fun.”
Chloe and Jasmin pulled him into a group hug, their laughter still bubbling up every few seconds. “You’re the best, Mitch. Thanks for indulging us.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Mitch said, trying to act annoyed but failing. “Just promise me you won’t tell anyone about this.”
The three of them burst into laughter again, the sound echoing through the apartment. It was a day none of them would ever forget—and one that cemented their bond as the weirdest, most wonderful trio around.
