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city-tickles · 3 months
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Tickle games to play with friends!
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nujai · 9 months
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Ok but like imagine telling a lee to keep their arms above their head while tickling their armpits and if they put them down they get no more tickles..
No restraints & no pinning.
The lee can laugh, squirm, kick, yell, throw every insult they can think of at you and nothing happens- but as soon as those arms go down it’s over with.
What’s so great about this is that lee’s are used to getting intense tickles when they loose little tickle games like this, they win no matter what the outcome is, but changing it to no tickles makes it more interesting (and creates whiny lee’s).
Using little paint brushes & feathers to drag across their armpits while they struggle to keep those arms up for you. Lots of giggles and squirming.
Or…
Going crazy on their armpits. No mercy. Digging your fingers in them, using your nails to scratch at them, rubbing circles with your thumbs on them, if these are all done correctly then the poor lee shouldn’t last for more than a minute max. Lots of screaming and thrashing.
When the lee finally looses since we all know it will happen, you will be left with a very needy lee begging for more or an overconfident lee who will act like that was nothing and secretly wish the game continued.
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aspicykazoo · 30 days
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Instead of repaying favors with money or food or another favor, what about tickles?
“Can I borrow 20 bucks” “Sure, but I get to tickle you for 20 minutes then.”
“Hey, can I have a bite of that?” “Yeah, if you let me get that tummy of yours after.”
“Shoot I forgot my wallet. Can you buy it for me? I’ll pay you back!” “Okay, it’ll cost you some rib tickles though.”
And you can’t even back out of it if the deed had already been done! You are bound by the laws of repaying it even if it means getting wrecked.
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saypleasetickleme · 2 months
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Do you have any favorite tickle games? Askin' for a friend 👀
Okay there are far too many to pick! I just love tickle games in general because they're fun and playful and give you so much teasy material to work with.
Any games involving the Lee keeping still/not laughing are great because they never last. There's a pretty entertaining one I'm a little partial to at the minute which basically involves you starting off tickling an unrestrained Lee who's laying down with their hands behind their head, and every time they bring their arms down, twist away or curl into a ball you get to add another restraint until they're appropriately immobilised 😌 (whatever level of restraint that is for you & your play partner)
Using paint or makeup brushes on spots like the Lee's back, tummy, inner arms, thighs, feet while getting them to guess a word/sentence (the trick is to either make it either suuuper long, use one of their worst spots so they can't concentrate, or make it something they can't say like 'tickle me/i'm adorable/I love being tickled' ect).
There's also a more silly one that's like a giggly game of chicken, where you can hover over a spot, wiggle fingers or tools around getting as close as possible, but not touch. If the Lee can keep from laughing they're safe but if they can't then yep, you guessed it! They get tickled there.
I know @tickleexblush mentioned one we've done a couple times involving Mario Kart which can be adorable if they're competitive.
Tickle fights that lead to the loser is some form of restraints are a lot of fun too, especially if you know the Lee and the word that makes them forfeit is also one they use a lot while being tickled like 'stop' or 'okay!' ect 🤭 (regardless make sure it's different from the safeword for obvious reasons 💚)
If you're feeling particularly mean, or they've been particularly bratty then there's one that's a bit of a reversal to the norm where the forfeit is no more tickles instead. Where the Lee has to keep their arms up while you tickle them, and if they put them down then the tickling stops completely. They can do whatever else they like; laugh, struggle, squirm, hurl insults around like it'll make a difference, but as soon as those arms go down it’s over. (Though lbr it's not over because they're just too adorable and you'll end up cracking and saying they need to ask for tickles or something equally as flustering to continue instead.)
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weegee-simp69 · 5 months
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Raspberry Train
This is something I came up with just a bit ago and had to write it as soon as I could.
Basically when tickling a lee's stomach the ler will call out one of these silly phrases:
"Uh oh! Here comes the raspberry train, Choo choo!!"
"All aboard! The raspberry train will be leaving the station now!"
The ler then will lean down over the lee's tummy and blow a long raspberry.
"Did you hear that whistle? Oh wow looks like 5 cars full of raspberries are following behind!" (choose however many "cars" you'd like.)
Then go to town on the tummy! And you can do this two ways.
1. Blow a raspberry for each car that was said
Or
2. Call out "1!" then blow one raspberry. "2!" blow two. And continue on until the last number so in the end the lee will have an absolute TON of raspberries blown onto their lil ticklish belly leaving them a wheezing, shrieking, wiggly mess! :3
I thought of this lil game bc I totally don't want this for me nope nuh uh-
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greenticklerdreams · 2 months
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Game idea! This is a variation on one I saw floating around, but I can't find it, so I made up my own version.
TOOLS: a six-sided die, a timer, note-writing materials
The ler rolls the die five times. They pick four numbers, record them, and inform the lee of what those numbers are. The numbers represent time in minutes: 1 minute to 6 minutes. (If that seems too short, you can always double it to 2 to 12 minutes. Or triple it, if you're crazy.) As an example, let's say you rolled... 1, 1, 3, 4, 6. Throw out that extra 1, write down the rest. Share those numbers with your lee.
The lee picks four tickle spots and tells the ler what they are. Those also get recorded. Let's say... feet, armpits, tummy, neck.
Here's how the session works: The ler must tickle all four spots the lee picked... but the ler gets to pick the order. The ler ALSO gets to pick which number of minutes each spot gets tickled for. So, to use our examples... the ler could tickle the armpits for 3 minutes, then the tummy for 4, then the neck for 1, and then the feet for 6. The ler does NOT share this information with the lee. Don't let them see the notes OR the timer. The lee knows the spots and the numbers of minutes, but has no idea of what's coming when!
I hope that's not too complicated. It sounds like fun to me!
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tickle-beans2 · 3 months
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Tickle games i’d like to try with a lee:
Keep your arms raised while you get tickled, if you lower them it’s adds 10 seconds to a tickle on your worst spot after the game.
Keep your shirt raised while your tummy gets tickled, if you drop it, it’s + 1 raspberry after the game.
Don’t laugh for 1 minute, the lee gets tickled and every time they laugh the time starts over.
Don’t smile while getting lightly tickled, if you smile you get a + 10 second rough tickle at the end of the game.
Hide and go tickle (a REAL game I used to play with friends when I was little) it’s like hide and seek but the ler tickles the lee when found.
Tickle chicken, basically the ler hovers over a spot getting as close as they can, if the lee can keep from laughing they are safe but if they laugh… well you get the idea.
Who wants to play 😈
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city-tickles · 10 months
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Trying to read while tickled 😂 (finally an F/M version!)
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tickle-her-senseless · 10 months
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Cursed Number Roulette
Hey everyone!
Recently got back from Hysteria, where I had the best time at a community gathering I’ve ever had 🥰 While thinking about fun things to do with my friends ahead of the weekend, this game popped into my head.
The idea of putting friendships to the test via tickle torture by pitting people against each other has been powerful fantasy fuel for me since I read a story back when I was a kid figuring all of this stuff out. A lot of people scoff at the idea of games in sessions, and they’re not suited to every occasion - but I’ve always enjoyed the fresh twists they can add to a good time with play partners.
Sadly I didn’t get to test this one, as I ran out of time with the 2 lees for whom I invented it. Hopefully I’ll be able to try it soon, but if anyone does play it I’d be interested to hear how it goes and if there are any unforeseen issues! Anyway, here it is…
You will need:
1 ler
2 lees (ideally with a pre-existing friendship/relationship)
1 double bed or larger
2 sets of under-bed restraints or fancier gear if you have it
Rules:
1. The lees are restrained side by side, with the ler in between.
2. The ler makes a written note of a set of numbers, eg. “multiples of 6” or “numbers ending in 3 or 5” or “square or cube numbers” or “primes greater than 7” - whatever. I’d suggest around a 15-20% hit probability (see later) but you can adjust this as desired. The note is kept secret for now but shown to both lees at the end of the game.
3. The game begins as the ler tickles both lees at once, one hand on each. (The ler should switch hands regularly so that one lee doesn’t end up getting their dominant hand all the time.)
4. Either lee may call out a whole number between 1 and 100. At this point sequence A or B may play out:
A - the number is not in the “secret set”. The ler transfers both hands to the lee who did NOT call out for a full minute (a timer may be used) and steps up the intensity. A particularly effective tool could be included here if desired. This mechanic can be used by either lee as a way to take a rest or royally screw their friend over. Teasing/mocking one’s friend about their predicament while “safe” is in the spirit of the game and heartily encouraged! Two caveats:
- A number, once called, cannot be used again.
- A lee being tickled with both hands cannot call a number of their own until one hand is back on each lee - they must endure the full minute.
B - the number is in the “secret set” and is CURSED. Calling one of these numbers results in LOSING the game. The ler quickly releases one hand of the lee who did NOT call the cursed number, so that they can get to work freeing themselves. They then unleash hell on the lee who DID call the cursed number - both hands, mouth, tools, oil/lotion, potentially NSFW forfeits if you’re into that, whatever’s been agreed - for a sustained period of time at maximum intensity, with the winning lee helping to ruin their friend as soon as they get loose. After a solid and lengthy gang tickling, provided the losing lee is still conscious, both lees are shown what the cursed set of numbers was - and play again with a new set if they dare to tempt fate a second time!
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th3hands · 7 months
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How many licks to the centre of a Tootsie Pop?
A game for at least one lee, one Ler, and/or any number of switches, though it may work best with three people.
The bottom is tied in a position wherein all their spots are available, but especially so what’s between their legs is comfortably accessible by the Top without strain. Due to the nature and length of this game, it is important the Top is not hunched over or craning their neck.
The Top will ask of the bottom “How many licks to the centre of a Tootsie Pop?”. The bottom will respond with a number, and this is how many licks they will receive continuously on their primary sexual organ.
The simplest way out of bondage for the bottom is to cum
What stops the bottom from just answering “One thousand!” to the question posed to them? Firstly, at the end of each period of licks, the number stated is the duration (in seconds) for which they must be tickled by one pair of hands (that task is best allocated to whomever in the room is not already assigned an active role). If the bottom just wants to get their nut and avoid laughing, naming too high a number would be ill-advised. Moreover, if the bottom cums part-way through the period of licks (and they almost certainly will), the Top is obligated to get their licks in and administer the stated number of licks. If you get quite sensitive post-orgasm, announcing a large number may also be a poor decision.
One could just propose an endless volley of say, ten licks at a time. That is a strategy, but it means you will never achieve a good rhythm with which to cum, but also, your efforts to get there will be intermittently interrupted with ten seconds of tickling, and then you are posed the question again. How on earth will you be able to cum that way?
The key is moderation. Stating a number large enough to give you a fighting chance, but not so large that you end up with a protracted period of post-orgasm stimulation, plus an appropriately long period of tickling.
To clarify, the bottom is required to announce when they have started to cum, and during that time, the Top is obligated to help them through that as best they can. The bottom is also required to state when their orgasm is over, as soon as it is over, so that the Top may begin to get their licks in. If the bottom fails to declare this, the Top may interpret the cease of contractions, or the appearance of rest and relaxation as the cue to begin paying the balance of licks.
It was stated the simplest way out is to cum. There is another way. Sometimes you just can’t get there. Sometimes you need something specific to get over the line. If the only way to get out was to shoot your shot, some may never leave (and may chafe quite badly). A timer will be set. The bottom has until then to cum. Should they fail to do so, a punishment will be incurred. The timer will only tick down whilst the bottom is receiving their licks, and not whilst being tickled.
Once the game reaches the end stage, that is, either the bottom has orgasmed, or the timer has runout, there will be tickling. If the bottom came, two pairs of hands will be used to tickle the bottom for the duration of seconds commensurate with the number of licks announced immediately preceding the period which made them cum. If the bottom ran out of time, they will be tickled, also with two pairs of hands, for 50% of the length of that timer. So, if the bottom chooses (and/or is given) more time to cum, that runs the risk of a greater punishment at the end, though, if they wish to minimise their potential punishment, that leaves little room to get their rocks off.
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anxious-lee · 2 months
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Sides?
ler definitely. I'm not particularly drawn to sides as a lee, but giving sneaky squeezes to someone else's sides sounds WAY too fun!
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cozyandwarmm · 7 months
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Tickle Community! Take a look at this!
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Did you know about this!? It's literally a tickling game! Why haven't I heard about this before? o.O
Imagine playing this with your friends/family, damn I would die 😵🫣
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switchyglitch · 3 months
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One of those visual novels with unlockable pictures of the people you're trying to get with in the game, but instead of getting with them, you're trying to give them the best tickly time you can based on what type of lee they are and what they like. And instead of naked pictures being the unlockables like those types of games, the pictures are cute tickly pictures from the sessions. Plus each character is made in multiple genders and tickle spots, so if you have certain preferences the game can accommodate that.
Can this please exist? Like somebody make this, I need it, and I don't wanna have to be the one to make it 😝
P.S. - If there are any free visual novels or games with lots of adorable tickle content, tell me what they are, for some reason I'm suddenly craving tickly games right now 😅
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random-tickle-stuff · 5 months
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I'm running low on inspiration, and haven't gotten any requests yet, so to keep up with the fact there's very little eddsworld tickle content I present this
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Edd is my absolute favorite so he's gonna be the one tortured in this little "game"
Basically yall are gonna give me suggestions for how to absolutely wreck this cutie in the comments, reblogs, and more preferably askbox!
Honestly I just wanna wreck this dork
I'll do my best to draw each one!
Go crazy!(but keep it sfw ofc)
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greenticklerdreams · 5 months
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20 Questions Ask Game for Lers!
because we want to answer questions too and too many of these lists are heavily lee-focused, if I'm being honest.
Use this as an Ask game, or just answer some or all in a reblog if you want! I tried to make them interesting (maybe TOO interesting... these are a bit writing-prompt-ish, lol).
Where do you think you fall on the gentle/sadistic tickler spectrum? (ex. 60% gentle, 40% sadist)
Favorite position to secure a lee in?
What's your favorite tool? It has to be an actual tool, now. Fingers/mouth/other body part doesn't count.
What's a tickle spot or scenario you realized you've been underappreciating, and now you're coming around on it?
What's the best thing a lee could say to you before any tickles start? (as in a lead-up, or invitation, etc.)
What's the best thing a lee could say to you while being tickled? (Nonverbal is a valid answer!)
What is your dream lee wearing when they show up for your session? (Even if some or all of those clothes are going to come off.)
We all know all laughs are beautiful. But what's your favorite kind of laugh? Or at least one of your faves? Describe it.
Imagine that a very attractive complete stranger decisively indicates to you that they want to be tickled, right that moment, no room for doubt. How would you want this to go down? What's your dream “I can’t believe this is happening” scenario?
If you could get away with tickling someone in a particular place, 100% guaranteed to not get in trouble, what's a location you've always wanted to tickle someone in? (ex. library, office, classroom, etc.)
What would be a fun profession to tickle? (ex. doctor, lawyer, magician's assistant, etc.)
Celebrity you'd love to tickle? (They're ticklish. If they ever said they weren't, they lied.)
Fictional character you'd love to tickle? (They're ticklish. No one can deny your headcanon.)
You have been granted a superpower - not to use for justice or evil, but for tickles. What is it, and how do you use it for tickling? (Feel free to crib an existing superhero or other fictional character's power for this one.)
What sounds like a good after-session snack? (I was having trouble coming up with a 20th and now I'm hungry.)
During your next session, you have to either be blindfolded so you can't see the lee's reactions, or wear earplugs so you can't hear the lee's reactions. Which do you choose?
A lee who never shuts up, or a lee who never says a word?
A lee who tells you they like it, or a lee who tells you they hate it (even if they secretly like it)?
Your teasing style: Are you more likely to gush about how cute and sweet your lee is, or to mock them for being so so ticklish/fighting back and failing/getting embarrassed/etc.? (I know both are fun!)
Is there a specific someone you'd like to tickle right now? You don't have to name them, we won't pry 😉 (Seriously, askers, don't pry 🙈)
Ask me any of these!
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trashyswitch · 11 months
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The Lucky Find, and the Thief
Chica finds a super lucky find in the kitchen of the Pizzaplex. But it only took a few moments for the pizza to disappear! It doesn't take long for Chica to find the culprit, and discipline the thief for stealing her precious pizza.
This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous user. I hope you enjoy, anon!
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Gregory had been walking by the table area, and had found a paper plate with a pizza slice on it. Believing he was the only person that could eat the pizza there, Gregory automatically believed the pizza was left out for him by Freddy. So, Gregory picked the slice up and took a big bite of it before walking away with the pizza and the plate in his hands. He wouldn’t realize this, but this single move would end up being the biggest mistake he could ever make…
Later: 
Chica walked to the table, looking forward to the leftover pizza slice that she had heated up in the microwave a few minutes before. Chica made it to the table, and widened her eyes. The pizza…Where is it? WHERE DID IT GO!? 
Chica could feel her artificial anxiety levels rising. She looked under the table, but it wasn’t there. She checked on the chair, and it wasn’t there. She checked the whole dining room, and it was nowhere to be found. Lastly, she checked the kitchen…and it was not there. 
Chica sighed and sat down at the table, visibly upset. She had found that leftover pizza slice in the food warmer purely on accident. This had been a super lucky find! She had put it onto the table and left the room for only a few moments…and now it’s gone. Who took it? Did someone find it and throw it away? Or did someone steal it? 
Chica walked up to the garbage can, and started fishing through it. She fished through kleenex and napkins, plates and to-go cups, cupcake wrappers and papers. There was even a broken Fazer Blaster in the garbage bin. 
But…no pizza. 
Chica finally sat down at the table she was at earlier, and fully gave up. It was gone. It was really gone. She looked down, and saw little water droplets on the table. She didn’t think much of it, so she looked back up and continued to mope. 
Wait…Were those water droplets? 
Chica looked at the table, and scanned the water droplets with her eyes. Some information popped up in her line of vision. 
[PIZZA GREASE: 90% OIL, 8% MINERAL OIL, 2% ADDITIVES] 
Chica tilted her head and looked around at the surrounding table. On the left side of the table, was more of the grease. 
[PIZZA GREASE] 
She looked up a bit, and saw a couple more droplets. 
[PIZZA GREASE] 
She narrowed her eyes. There appeared to be a small trail of pizza grease leading away from the table. This told her all she really needed to know. It looked like her pizza really WAS stolen. 
Chica got up out of the chair, and started to walk in the direction of the pizza grease. She followed the path that the droplets made, occasionally looking up to see where the droplets showed up next. But the more she walked down the path, the less droplets that continued to show up. 
But this surprisingly didn’t stop her from following the path…because a newer thing began to show up alongside the droplets of pizza grease. It looked to be…shoesteps and dirt…specifically from a kid’s shoe. Chica hummed as she looked up at the footsteps that continued to show up across the mall floor and to the left. There was only 1 kid she knew that looked to have a youth size 4 shoe. 
And that kid…was Gregory. 
Chica soon turned to the left and walked to Bonnie Bowl. There, she found a little figure walking out of the Bonnie bowl arena with a Faz-Pass in his hand. The boy looked up at Chica, and smiled. “Hi Chica!” Gregory greeted. 
Chica didn’t even take a moment to say hi, before her eyes had focused on the clear stuff that covered his lips and outer mouth. 
There was an arrow pointing to his lips. 
[PIZZA GREASE]
There was an arrow pointing to the boy’s chin. 
[PIZZA GREASE]
There was even a little droplet on Gregory’s nose. 
[PIZZA GREASE]
“Looks like you were eating pizza.” Chica spoke up. 
Gregory shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah. I was hungry.” Gregory admitted. 
Green text showed up in her vision. 
[TRUTH] 
Chica tilted her head. “Where did you get the pizza?” She asked. 
“The dining room. Freddy left it out on the table for me.” Gregory replied. 
Chica narrowed her eyes as a big notification showed up in her line of vision. 
[TRUTH] 
[CONCLUSION: GREGORY STOLE YOUR PIZZA]
Chica huffed. “That pizza was mine.” Chica told him. 
Gregory tilted his head. “How was it yours?” Gregory asked. 
“I found it. That means it was mine.” Chica explained. “You stole my pizza.” Chica told him with anger filling her eyes. 
Gregory widened his eyes with growing fear. “Oh…” Was all he could get out. 
“And you are going to pay for that.” Chica ordered. 
Gregory quickly shoved his hand into his pockets, and felt around for a bill, a coin, a card, something that would work for money. But…his pockets were empty. Completely empty. “...I have no money on me.” Gregory admitted. 
“Oh I wasn’t talking about money…” Chica said, before a small smirk grew onto her beak. 
A notification showed up in her line of vision. 
[RIBS, SIDES, BELLY, ARMPITS, NECK.] 
“I had something else in mind…” Chica told him, walking up to Gregory and wiggling her fingers at him. 
Gregory widened his eyes and started to sprint away. “YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIIIVE!” Gregory shouted, showing the Bonnie Bowl pass to the scanner, and sprinting past the opening doors. 
“YES I WILL!” Chica declared as she started chasing him through the Bonnie Bowling doors. 
Gregory kept running all around the Bonnie Bowl arena, attempting to make moves that would cause Chica to fall behind. But…this didn’t work as well as he hoped. In fact, Chica only seemed to get faster despite his obstacle course strategy.
So, Gregory tried running out of the Bonnie Bowl arena. But right as he reached the automatic entrance doors, he felt two metal hands grab his sides and pick him up. “GOTCHA!” The chicken animatronic declared. 
Gregory screeched and wiggled around, attempting to get out of Chica’s grip. “WAHAIT! I’M SORRY! I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS YOURS!” Gregory yelled. 
“Your laughter is the only currency that can pay for my forgiveness and your freedom.” Chica told him. 
Gregory widened his eyes as he heard Chica talking in an unbelievably smooth voice. When did Chica have the ability to talk all smooth and teasy like that?! How was that fair?! 
“So accept your fate and LAUGH.” Chica started dancing her metallic nails all over Gregory’s belly and sides. 
“eeEEEHEHEHHEEEK! HAHAHAhahahaha! Plehehehease nahahaHAHAHAha!” Gregory laughed, his laughter occasionally rising in volume during certain moments. 
Chica noticed this change right away, and tilted her head. “My my…what a ticklish middle you have!” She reacted at first. “But I seemed to have unlocked hysterical laughter amidst my tickle attack! But…what spot is making you laugh so hard?” Chica asked before poking his sides. “Is it here?” Chica asked. 
Gregory giggled and shook his head. “Nohohoho. Nohohoho ihit’s nohohot.” Gregory replied rather casually. 
“Okay.” Chica replied. She moved her fingers over to Gregory’s belly. “Was it somewhere here?” She asked, skittering. 
“Hehehehehe! Hahahaha nohoho, ihihit’s nohohohot!” Gregory replied in a continuous giggly voice. 
Though Chica loved hearing Gregory giggle like this, she still felt a need to figure out where his hysterical laughter could be ‘unlocked’, so to speak. So, she moved her hands up to the lower ribs instead. “What about he-” Gregory gasped and threw his head right back. “WAAAHAHAHAHAHAAA!” Gregory screamed with shock and laughter! His wiggles tripled in only a matter of seconds as he laughed absolutely hysterically in her arms! 
“Oh! OH! I think I found it!” Chica declared happily. 
“WROHOHONG PLAHAHAHACE, BUHUT OHOHOKAHAHAHAY!” Gregory shouted back. 
“Wrong place?! But you’re laughing absolutely hysterically! That’s what I’ve been searching for!” Chica reacted. “Now laugh! Laugh your little heart out!” She ordered happily. 
Gregory’s laughter turned into a long fit of cackles as he wiggled and squirmed around manically in her metal arms. Chica was just enjoying every little cackle that left Gregory’s mouth while secretly recording his laughter so she can look back on it later. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIHI’M TOHOHOOO TIHIHICKLIHIHISH!” Gregory pleaded. 
“Are you now?” Chica asked. “Are you really so ticklish that you can’t handle a few rib tickles?” She asked. 
Gregory whined and covered his face with embarrassment. The worst part was…she had a point. She wasn’t even doing much to initiate such laughter from him. All she was doing was massaging little circles with her index and middle finger on his lower right rib. Apparently, that was enough to drive him absolutely batty. 
“Is that a yes? Or a no?” Chica asked with a little smirk as she started poking and removing her index finger to make him jump and squeal.  
“BAHA! Noho- NAHAHA- heheHEHEHEHEEE!” Gregory laughed, shaking his head in a desperate attempt to answer the vengeful chicken. 
“Ooooh, okay! Noted! I’ll take it up a notch in a few minutes, I promise.” Chica told him. 
Wait, WHAT?!
“NOHOhoho! ThahahAHAHAT’S NOHOHOT WHAt ihi mehehehEHEHEANT!” Gregory shouted. 
Chica looked at Gregory like he had 3 heads. “...Well now I’m super confused!” Chica reacted. “Do you want stronger tickles or not?!” Chica asked, sounding somewhat impatient. “IHIHIHI DOHOHO! WEHEHELL, UHUHUH- NOHO. WAHAHAIT-” Gregory couldn’t even make up his own mind at this point. 
Chica growled and stopped her tickle attack, before rubbing the top of her beak, clearly irked. “…for the love of Ginger-” She muttered. “CHOOSE!” Chica shouted. “Or I WILL CHOOSE FOR YOU!” Chica yelled at him. 
Gregory squeaked and covered his mouth, looking at her with slight fear. “S-Sorry…” he mumbled, before attempting to think. After a few moments, he made his decision. “I want…s-stronger tickles.” Gregory finally told her. 
“Stronger tickles, coming right up!” She declared. “But first…what tickle spot would you like exploited to its full potential?” Chica asked. 
Gregory bit his lip and slowly put his hands inside his own armpits. “Uhhhh…” Gregory muttered.  
“Armpits?” Chica asked. 
Gregory giggled awkwardly. “Yeheheah…” Gregory mumbled. 
Chica nodded and raised her hands. “Lift your arms up.” She told him. “If even one of your arms falls while I’m tickling you, then you owe me 1 pizza slice.” Chica told him. “Keep dropping your arms, and you’ll keep owing me more pizza slices.” Chica told him. 
Gregory widened his eyes and nodded his head, raising his arms up. “Okay.” Gregory replied. “One dropped arm equals a pizza slice?” Gregory clarified. 
“Yup. Meaning if you drop both arms…” Chica smirked. “Then you owe me 2 pizza slices.” Chica added. 
Gregory bit his lip as he felt anxious giggles fill up his lungs. He already knew this was going to be a tough game with expensive consequences. But…He was eager to give it a try. So…he raised his arms above his head and held his left wrist with his right arm. “Okay. I’m ready.” Gregory told her. 
Chica nodded her head and started skittering her nails into his armpits gently. “We’ll start off slow.” She decided. 
Gregory giggled and held his hands up as much as he could. But it was not even 2 minutes in, and Gregory already felt like lowering his arms down. But he was a determined boy, who didn’t want to owe Chica more than 1 pizza slice. So, he pushed through as best he could. 
“Yohohou cahahan’t breheheak mehe!” Gregory told her. 
“You’re only saying that because I’m barely tickling you.” She told him. 
“Truhuhue.” Gregory replied. 
“You wouldn’t be so confident if I just…” She started scratching 6 fingers, 3 fingers in each armpit. 
Gregory threw his head back and bursted out laughing in a slightly higher octave, and kicked his feet all over the place. “OHOHO GOHOHOSH!” Gregory reacted. 
“I can already see you’re struggling. But how long can you last?” Chica teased. 
“IHIHI DOHOHON’T KNOHOHOHOW.” Gregory admitted. 
“Shall we find out?” Chica asked with a smile. 
“SUHUHUHURE.” Gregory replied. 
“Okay!” Chica started to double her scratching speed in an attempt to drive him insane from her fingers alone. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy kooo~” She teased. 
Gregory SCREAMED and HOWLED with newfound laughter! His laughter even went up a couple octaves! A few seconds later, Gregory dropped his left arm down and squeezed it shut, refusing to let Chica’s hand go. 
“Uh oh…Looks like Gregory owes me 2 pizza slices~.” Chica told him. 
Gregory whined and attempted to lift up his arm again. But the moment he opened his armpit a bit, Chica shoved her fingers further into the dip of the boy’s armpit. He squeaked loudly and just about dropped his arm again…but by the grace of god, he somehow managed to keep his arm up! So, he pushed through and grabbed his right wrist with his left hand. “DOHOHO YOHOHOUR WOHOHORST!” Gregory yelled at her. 
Chica smirked eagerly. “Are you suuuure?” She asked. 
“YEHEHESS!” Gregory replied. He was determined to prove how strong he was when tickled. 
Chica chuckled and smirked. “Gladly~” She replied before lowering her fingers down to the ribs. She placed one finger each on either side of his lower ribs, and dragged the finger up and up his ribs. 
Gregory’s laughter seemed to raise in volume and tone depending on how high she went. And Chica found this super amusing. “If you keep this up, I could start playing your ribs like a guitar!” Chica reacted. 
Gregory shook his head with a growing blush. “Shuhuhut uhup!” Gregory whined. 
“Why? Has your Mom tried doing that to you before?” Chica asked as she lowered her fingers down the ribs again. 
Gregory nodded his head. “YEhehehehess!” Gregory replied. 
Chica nodded as she started raising her fingers up his ribs again. And once again, Gregory’s laughter raised in octave, and volume depending on how high her fingers went. And then, Gregory’s laughter turned into high-pitched squeaks as they started to reach the top of the ribs, right before the armpits. 
“WAHAHAHAIT-” Gregory pleaded. “IHIHI’M SOHOHORRY PLEASE DOHOHON’T!” He pleaded and begged. 
“Oh wow…You must be SUPER ticklish if you’re begging for me to stop.” Chica reacted. 
Gregory nodded his head. “IHIHIHI AHAHAHAM!” Gregory yelled. “PLLEEEASE STAHAHAHAP!” 
Chica giggled. “Okay. I’ll stop.” She told him. “But first…” She moved her index fingers right into Gregory’s armpits. 
Gregory SCREAMED in the highest octave his little voice was capable of, and dropped both his arms down. He hugged himself as cackles and laughter exploded from his mouth. Even though Chica wasn’t even tickling his armpits anymore, the boy had still managed to get her fingers stuck in his armpits, which still triggered the same embarrassingly strong reaction. 
“Looks like you owe me 4 slices of pizza.” Chica told him proudly. 
“Yohohou cheheheated.” Gregory told her. 
“Maybe a little bit…but you still had control over your arms.” Chica reminded him. Gregory looked down, blushing. “Bahaharely.” Gregory argued. 
Chica smirked and tickled Gregory’s chin playfully. “So…You gonna get me those pizza slices? Or what?” She asked. 
Gregory giggled and pushed her hand away, before nodding his head. “Yeah. Just one moment.” Gregory told her. “Can you show me how to turn on the pizza maker?” Gregory asked. 
Chica nodded and walked up with him. “Sure!” She replied, walking to the pizza maker, and clicking a button. Quickly the pizza machine started whirring, making sounds that sounded strangely like a printer. Gregory walked up to a touch screen that could allow him to order what he wanted. But…Because Gregory was so kind and still quite guilty about what he did, he decided to order a medium, 14 inch pizza that split into 8 slices. 
After the pizza was made for them, Gregory picked up the pizza box and placed it down on a table. And together, Gregory and Chica enjoyed a full pizza together. Gregory ate 2 slices, while Chica ended up eating 6 slices! The girl even proceeded to take two pizza slices and put them together with the cheese and pepperoni inside, and the crust on the outside…just like a giant, triangle-shaped sandwich. And Gregory had to stop eating and put his pizza down in order to laugh hysterically at her. It was hilarious to see Chica so obsessed with pizza!
It’s no wonder the whole ‘food’ section of the pizzaplex was dedicated to her…
Guess who's back from their vacation?! and it was SO COOL! I love Prince Edward Island SO MUCH! I wanna live there now. XD It's honestly my personal perfect location to live in. Though, I'm yet to come across a winter in P.E.I. So...we'll see what that's like. Uploading will be back in full force!
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