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Katy & Amber featuring Nicki - Episode 9: The Show at the Movies: The First Challen

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Katy & Amber featuring Nicki - Episode 9: The Show at the Movies: The First Challen

Hey guys,

Episode 9 is up.

As usual, I ended up switching directions with this one halfway through again. It's more of a "try not to laugh" type tickle story, which is admittedly different than what I have done in the past. I've been trying to make it a point to not just write the same story each time. It also introduces two new characters. Though neither of them factor in to the tickling in this episode, there is the possibility of them taking on an increased role in the future.

Many have been wondering about Nicki and when/if she will ever receive her "comeupannce". I definitely have plans for that - I imagined it to be almost a "season finale" type story - but I think for now, there's certain mystique about her where she's never been tickled.

On a side note, I've been storing these stories on a google drive account and was surprised to see that I was already up to 93 pages single-spaced. Too bad there wasn't a book deal out there somewhere, huh?

As always, feedback is appreciated; the idea to create more characters was brought out by a suggestion from Episode 7 and the "try not to laugh" idea was brought up in a different thread.

Happy reading,
OldEnglish

Katy & Amber - Episode 1: The Discovery (f/f, nylons)
Katy & Amber - Episode 2: Later That Evening (f/f, nylons)
Katy & Amber featuring Nicki - Episode 3: The After Party (ff/f, nylons)
Katy & Amber featuring Nicki - Episode 4: Tickle-Text Messaging (f/f tickle talk)
Katy & Amber featuring Nicki - Episode 5: Netflix & Pizza (f/f, nylons)
Katy & Amber - Episode 6: The Blanket Burrito (f/f, nylons)
Katy & Amber featuring Nicki - Episode 7: Two for the Price of One (f/ff, nylons)
Katy & Amber featuring Nicki - Episode 8: Origins & Destinies (f/f, nylons)

Katy & Amber featuring Nicki - Episode 9: The Show at the Movies: The First Challenge (f/f nylons)

“It was actually a really good idea to go to the movies,” said Amber as she, Nicki, and Katy turned onto the main road on their way to the local theater. It was to be yet another unusually chilly evening in the region and, tired of spending every free night staying in, the girls had decided that they would take in a movie at the local cinema. It was an older cinema, one that certainly lacked all the bells and whistles that the new multiplexes offered. It lacked the reclining seats and other amenities that the new modern multi-plexes offered, but it was a favorite spot of Nicki’s and other college students because of its relatively inexpensive ticket pricing.

“Well, you know me,” joked Nicki. “I’m full of good ideas.”

“You’re full of something, all right,” laughed Katy from the backseat, prompting Nicki to “accidentally” slam on the brakes a bit and bump Katy into the back of the seat in front of her.

“Sorry!” sang Nicki from the front, though the tone of her voice - if not the action itself - certainly suggested that her action was intentional.

“Crazy driver,” joked Katy as she regained her seating in the backseat. “But Amber’s right. If anything, it’ll be nice to have a night without you tickling the bejesus out of me,” Katy added with a laugh, for though framed as a complaint, Katy knew deep down that there was no actual complaint at all.

“Oh, don’t be so sure,” threatened Nicki from the driver’s seat, wiggling her fingers in the air beside her to illustrate.

“There’s no way you’re getting through these in a movie theater,” Katy said, lifting her right leg up with her left hand to display the boots she had on that evening, a black pair of boots that went to her ankle bone and were accentuated with a silver zipper on the inside of the shoe.. Indeed, it would take somewhat of a miracle for Nicki to gain access to Katy’s feet tonight - or Amber’s for that matter. The girls were known to remove their shoes as soon as they entered into their apartment, but that element would not play into Nicki’s favor tonight at a movie theater. No, it seemed as though Katy’s confidence was well-placed today, as Nicki herself didn’t even attempt to argue Katy’s logic as the three girls continued to drive.

The girls pulled into a parking spot close to the front door and made their way inside, happy to be relieved from the brutally cold temperatures that they had been exposed to for only the few seconds. The girls were bundled up in layers today, knowing that the cinema would likely be much warmer than the air outside. Hooded sweatshirts emerged from underneath winter jackets, and pant legs were tucked neatly into boots to aid in warmth-retention. For Amber and Katy, of course, dressing in layers meant more than most; indeed, as had been usual over the last few weeks, the two girls wore nylons underneath their jeans, each with a pair of socks on over them, both for added warmth but also possible protection if needed.

“Oh no,” whispered Katy strongly as they entered the building. “I can’t believe SHE’S here,” nodding her head slightly in the direction of another group of girls who had had the same idea of seeing a movie this evening. The “she” that Katy was referring to was Danielle, a girl who seemingly ended up in all of the same classes and at all of the same parties as Katy. Theirs was a difficult relationship; not quite friendly with each other yet not quite openly hostile towards each other, the two had the classic “frenemy” relationship that had become common. That Danielle was here this evening didn’t necessarily ruin the night for Katy; rather, it was more of an annoyance that Danielle seemed to end up wherever Katy found herself.

“Hey girls,” Danielle said upon seeing Katy and her crew. Danielle was with one of her own friends, as well, and the five girls introduced themselves to each other while making small talk about the movie. With Danielle was her friend Christine, a girl that neither Katy, Amber, nor Nicki knew.

Danielle’s view of Katy very much mimicked how Katy viewed her. Though Danielle never showed any open resentment towards Katy, Danielle also would not mind at all were Katy to up and transfer to a different school. Both girls knew that they were most likely stuck with each other until graduation, though, so they attempted to make the most of it.

“We’re getting some popcorn,” Christine said, unaware of the animosity that lingered between Katy and Danielle. “Can’t see a movie without popcorn, right?”

“Thanks, but we’re actually going to go grab our seats,” said Katy, pushing Nicki and Amber through the swinging door and into the actual theater. The girls, of course, wanted popcorn, but Katy “ssh’d” them as they made their way to their seats.

“What was that for?” asked Nicki as the girls sat down. Katy explained her rationale - her desire to get away from Danielle - before finally suggesting Nicki head back to the concession stand to get popcorn for the three girls - Katy’s treat. Perfectly fine with carrying three bags of popcorn back if they were free, Nicki walked back to the concession area just as Danielle and Christine were entering the theater from the opposite door.

Katy and Amber spoke in quiet whispers so Danielle and Christine could not hear. Katy felt bad for how she had acted in the lobby for a moment; Christine seemed like a nice enough person, and certainly wasn’t aware of the unspoken animosity that existed between Katy and Danielle. And even that animosity wasn’t enough to warrant Katy acting in a rude manner. She couldn’t help it, though. There was just something about Danielle that rubbed her the wrong way.

“Where is she?” whispered Katy as the lights began to dim in the theater signalling the beginning of the coming attractions. “She’s going to miss the beginning of the movie.”

Amber hushed Katy and the two girls cozied as deep into their chairs as they could get, Katy inching down in her seat slightly so she could stretch her legs a little more as Amber watched, internally cursing both her shorter stature and the theater’s lack of reclining seats. Katy rested her right leg in between the seat backs of the chairs in the row in front of her, finding this a suitable replacement for reclining chairs - for the time being, anyways.

Nicki re-entered the theater to find the lights dimmed and the previews rolling. Despite that, it was easy enough to spot Katy and Amber in the theater considering how sparsely populated the room was. Nicki let go of the door handle and lifted the trays of popcorn and drinks up with her left leg to get a better grip as she began walking down the aisle to Katy and Amber’s row. Something seemed to give her pause as she neared the row of seats housing Katy and Amber, though, and Nicki walked a few more steps and entered into the row immediately in front of Katy and Amber.

Nicki passed the popcorn to her friends behind her, ignoring their questioning look as she turned back to face the screen. A sly smile slowly formed on Nicki’s face as she realized the opportunity that lay before her. She couldn’t have set it up more perfectly had she tried, and she knew that she simply had to take advantage of the situation before. As Katy and Amber continued to whisper to each other to figure out why Nicki was sitting in the row in front of them, Nicki began an exaggerated yawn, stretching her arms out annoyingly in excessive fashion. Katy initially thought that this was the aim of Nicki’s ruse: blocking her view of the movie with overly elaborate stretching. It was moments later when Nicki’s arms went down that Katy realized the true extent of Nicki’s plans.

Nicki did not have any intention of spending the movie stretching; instead, she was quite content to let her arms drop back down beneath chair-level. Only Nicki made sure that her right arm came down in such a way that is essentially trapped Katy’s foot in the opening between the chairs. The initial force of Nicki’s arm coming down served to push Katy’s foot deeper into the wedge, and of course Nicki’s arm holding tight made it impossible for Katy to free her trapped foot.

Katy’s eye bugged out of her head as soon as she realized what had just occurred. She had once again managed to somehow find herself in a very precarious situation, and she knew Nicki wasn’t about to pass this opportunity up. Katy tried with all of her might to pull her foot from the wedge - hoping she might be able to pry it to freedom - but with no luck.

The smile on Nicki’s face grew even wider as she realized that Katy was well aware of her current predicament. Nicki reached over with her left hand and tugged at the zipper that held Katy’s boot on her foot, causing Katy to twist and squirm in an attempt to block Nicki’s path. With her leg wedged in as tightly as it was, Katy didn’t have much wiggle room to work with, and in short order, Nicki was able to pull the zipper all the way down to the sole of the boot. Unzipped, Katy’s boot hung freely from her foot, still serving its purpose in covering its tenant but loose enough so that it could be easily removed should Nicki want.

And Nicki wanted. But not yet. Nicki had noticed the effect that a little teasing had on Katy and had resolved to include as much as she could whenever she had the opportunity. Nicki took her thumb and index finger of her left hand and gripped onto the heel of Katy’s boot, giving it a gentle tug not strong enough to remove the boot entirely but certainly strong enough to position it so that only Katy’s toes held onto the boot now.

Previews for future attractions were being shown on the big screen but Katy’s complete attention was on her trapped foot and finding a way to ensure the boot remained on her foot - or, better yet, freeing her foot entirely. Katy twisted and turned her leg as much she could trying to loosen the grip that the two seat backs had on her ankle. Not only was she unsuccessful in her attempts, though, but she was also unknowingly loosening the hold that her boot had on her foot.

Despite wanting Katy to suffer from the anxiety of knowing what was coming, Nicki was also very impatient and wanted to get to work as soon as she could. She grabbed at Katy’s boot and plucked it off its foot, resting it on the chair below. Nicki was initially disappointed to find a thin white sock clinging to Katy’s foot, as she had been hoping to find nylons. Still, knowing Katy and Katy’s tendencies these last few weeks, Nicki used her index finger as a hook to tug at the thin white sock, sliding it off of Katy’s foot entirely and revealing what Nicki had hoped: a practically flawless foot whose sole protection - if that - was a thin pair of suntan nylons.

Nicki took a moment to take in the sight. Sure, she had Katy’s foot at her mercy frequently over the last few days, but she had never taken the time to properly analyze and study the foot. And as odd as Nicki felt in admitting this to herself, it was a cute foot, a near perfect foot. ‘No wonder she’s so ticklish here,’ Nicki thought to herself. ‘It hardly looks like she walks on them at all.’ Indeed, Nicki couldn’t find a single blemish on Katy’s foot. Nicki took in all the features of Katy’s foot. It was remarkable, Nicki thought, how such an otherwise overlooked part of the human body could hold such power over Katy. Indeed, Katy was a relatively put-together individual. Sure, she had her silly moments and knew how to have fun, but she often came across as older than her age because of her maturity. Thus, Nicki felt it a cute trait that Katy could become so unglued with the mere touch of her foot - to say nothing of the other route one could take.

Already sure that something was up given Nicki’s sitting in the row in front of them, Amber was further clued in to the idea that something was awry as she watched her friend twist and squirm in the seat next to her. Not having yet connected the dots, Amber initially believed that Katy was just being incredibly annoying in trying to get comfortable in her seat.

“Will you control yourself?” Amber whispered to Katy, finally having had enough of being accidentally nudged by Katy’s constant squirming.

“It’s not my fault,” Katy whispered back, never taking her eyes off of her leg outstretched in front of her. Curious now, Amber leaned up a bit in her seat, enough to catch a glimpse at the scene that was unfolding in the row immediately in front of them: Katy’s foot sticking out from between the two chair backs with Nicki’s arm holding it down, hopelessly wedging it in place. On the seat were Katy’s foot and her sock, both having been removed by Nicki already.

“Oh my gosh,” Amber said, sitting back in her chair while pulling her hands up over her face. “That’s TOO funny,” she whispered, now having connected all of the dots and putting all of the pieces together.

“It’s not funny at all,” whispered Katy back, though she knew deep down that there was some element of humor in it. It’s just that it would have been more funny were it happening to Amber and not her.

Amber leaned forward in her seat again to catch a second glimpse of the scene in front of her. “Oh nooooo,” she said, again bringing her hands up to her mouth. “You’re wearing nylons,” she said, almost in shock and both in statement and question form. It wasn’t that Amber was shocked to find her friend in nylons; the two, of course, had been wearing them almost religiously these last few weeks. Rather, it was the realization at just how perilous the situation Katy had found herself in that shocked Amber.

“Thanks Captain Obvious,” whispered Katy back, glancing over to Amber and pulling her attention from her trapped leg for the first time.

“I would absolutely DIE if I were trapped like that,” whispered Amber, emphasizing her point by stressing the word die. Katy gave Amber a sneer back, as a smile slowly crept on Amber’s face as she had a new idea. “What if she goes after the spot?”

For the second time since this ordeal began, Katy’s eyes bugged out of her head. She hadn’t yet thought of that possibility! So focused was she on the possibility of Nicki tickling her foot that she hadn’t even considered the alternative; indeed, the spot sat on the other side of the row of chairs just as vulnerable and unprotected as the rest of her foot.

“She… She won’t,” Katy replied. “She wouldn’t,” she added, this time in Nicki’s direction, though the tone of her voice certainly belied some doubt in her statement. There was this contest to think of, after all - a contest in which Nicki aimed to see which girl she could push over the edge first. Nicki had become quite familiar with each girl’s weak spots, and now Katy’s weak spot sat a mere inches from Nicki, completely unprotected from a possible attack. Still, though, the one condition that the girls had insisted upon was that no one else knew what was going on; surely in the middle of the a movie theater - no matter how sparsely populated it was - would not meet that condition.

And worse - Danielle was in attendance. Katy had shuddered at the thought of Danielle finding out that she was ticklish to begin with; the thought of Danielle possibly finding out an ever bigger secret was without a doubt something that Katy hoped to avoid. Katy gripped strongly onto the arms of her chair, fully resolved in the idea that no matter what Nicki did, she would be able to handle it in stride. She hoped.

Content that she had let Katy sit in anxiety long enough, Nicki set about her attack. Under the guise of adjusting herself in her seat, Nicki repositioned herself so that her right elbow now rest on the armrest on which Katy’s foot had been trapped. With the support of the arm rest, Nicki would be able to concentrate all of her muscle work to her left hand - the hand whose task was far more important. Nicki lifted her left hand so that the tips of her fingers stopped just before the beginning of Katy’s foot, laying in wait for the perfect opportunity to make their initial contact.

Fortunately, the movie provided such an opportunity, as a joke had just been delivered that resulted in the few attendees of the movie laughing. Nicki used that as the perfect time to strike, dragging the tip of one finger along the bottom of Katy’s foot at the precise moment everyone was laughing. Katy laughed, as well, of course, though what had started as a relatively quotidian laugh quickly morphed into more of a yelp as soon as she felt Nicki’s finger make contact.

Amber looked over as Katy quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment. Katy glanced over to Danielle and Christine to see if they had noticed what had happened, but they seemed to be engaged in the movie. Nicki’s finger once again made contact with the bottom of Katy’s foot, causing Katy to jolt in her chair.

A huge smile crossed over Nicki’s face. It was increasingly evident to her that she had Katy’s foot at her total mercy, with Katy being unable to mount any sort of defense against Nicki’s devious intentions. But Nicki knew she had to play her hand right. Yes, Katy’s foot was trapped and was easy prey, and in any other setting, Nicki would likely already have begun an all-out tickle attack on the trapped foot. But the girls were in a public setting - sparsely populated as it was - and an all-out tickle attack simply wouldn’t be appropriate no matter how much Nicki would have liked to have done it. Still, that didn’t mean that Nicki couldn’t have some fun.

Nicki moved her fingers to Katy’s ankle area, an area that to this point hadn’t received a lot of tickle-attention from Nicki. Nicki lazily dragged the tips of her fingers across Katy’s ankle, crossing over the protruding ankle bone and dancing over the bridge of the foot, needing little effort to maintain contact with the constantly-squirming foot.

Meanwhile, Katy could do nothing to hide the huge smile that she was now sporting. Try as she might, she could not conceal the tell-tale “Something tickles…” smile that was plastered on her face. Katy tried any strategy she could think of to free her trapped foot, from pulling on her leg to twirling her ankle to scrunching her toes, but nothing offered any relief from the constant tickly feeling being elicited from Nicki’s fingertips.

“How the heck are my ankles ticklish?” Katy whispered to Amber before burying her head into her sweatshirt as she clasped onto the arms of her chair. Determined not to let Nicki win no matter how much the odds were stacked against her, Katy drew from all she had within to try to block out the constant tickly feeling. Deep down, of course, she knew her efforts would be fruitless; after all, she was already on the brink of defeat and Nicki hadn’t tickled beyond her ankles. Surely once Nicki’s fingers met the bottom of Katy’s foot, Katy’s resolve would be obliterated and the battle would be lost. To say nothing of the spot…

The spot! Katy was completely away of how vulnerable that spot was on the other side of the chair. ‘She can’t,’ she thought to herself, trying to provide herself some reassurance that Nicki would stay away from that one spot on Katy’s foot. But would she? The ink had barely dried on the fictional contract that was the bet, and here Katy had already found herself susceptible to a quick defeat should Nicki target the spot.

“You said you wouldn’t do anything in public,” Katy whispered with urgency to Nicki. Katy was right, after all. One of the parameters of the contest was that no one else was to know what was going on, so no one should be able to see any part of the contest. The strategy was a long shot, of course; if Nicki had proven herself anything, it was certainly that she was a tenacious tickler and not one to stop for anything. But it was an attempt that at least needed to be tried...

“No one CAN see anything,” Nicki whispered back, sticking her tongue out at Katy after having rendered her strategy ineffective.

Katy fell back on the chair, resigned to the fact that she was still in a helpless situation. What she wouldn’t give for a break! Nicki’s finger had lazily been tracing its way across the top of Katy’s foot, around the ankle, and really anywhere BUT the bottom of the foot -- and the anticipation was absolutely killing Katy on the inside.

‘Why am I so ticklish?’ she thought to herself as she bit her lips shut to suppress the giggles. Indeed, it was a question that Katy had found herself asking more and more often as of late. It certainly wasn’t anything new; Katy had always been ticklish, more so than most in fact. But she usually held the upper hand in tickle battles with family and friends, able to spot a weakness on someone else before they could spot one on her.

Indeed, Katy had developed almost an instinctual eye in spotting someone vulnerable to a quick tickle, often times even before they were even in their vulnerable state. She had subconsciously developed a knack for anticipating which of her friends would find themselves vulnerable. Usually, it was related to their choice of shoes that day. For example, flip flops in the summertime were, of course, all but guaranteed to come off at some point in the evening. Likewise, she couldn’t think of one friend who would stay in a pair of heels for the duration of the evening. Girls in either of these shoes were almost certainly guaranteed to be wide open to a quick tickle on her foot at some point. On the next tier were friends who had joined in the canvas trend - the Keds, Converse, Sperry type shoes that one generally wears without socks. While Katy had found that on some occasions those girls opted to leave their shoes on, she also knew that there was no further layer of protection once those shoes did come off.

Thus, it was unchartered water for Katy to find herself in the role of the tickle victim as often as she had recently. There was surely no denying the cause of that, of course; wearing nylons on an almost daily basis essentially assured that Katy was always in her most ticklish state. That nylons could magnify your ticklishness so much was bewildering to Katy, but there was certainly no denying it.

This self-analysis had helped Katy divert some of her attention from the constant tickling she was experiencing, though that relief it would be short-lived. Amber had admittedly been spending just as much time watching Katy squirm around in her chair as she had been watching the movie. Indeed, her friend’s ticklishness had taken on something on an almost-fantasy like level for Amber. Herself the victim of countless tickle attacks from Katy throughout the years, Amber relished in discovering that her friend had now found the one weakness that she could not overcome: nylons. And the fact that Katy continued to wear nylons despite this was slowly morphing into one of the traits Amber most loved about her friend.

Amber couldn’t help herself. It wasn’t fair that Nicki was having all of the fun. Slyly, so as not to draw attention to what she was doing, Amber slid her left hand down her own left leg so that it rested against Katy’s right leg and, while pretending to search for a popcorn kernel that had fallen, Amber reached over and danced the tips of her fingernails underneath Katy’s outstretched knee. Katy wasn’t expecting this at all and yelped, jumping in her chair and clutching at her knee in a defensive position while staring at Amber in the classic “Et tu Brute” pose.

The backs of Katy’s knees had always been one of those quirky ticklish spots about her - a spot that not many usually thought to be ticklish but was actually torturous for Katy. Amber had found this out after school one day in high school. It was late after soccer practice, after mostly everyone had gone home. Sharing a locker, the girls were gathering their belongings at the end of the day, Amber crouched down on the ground putting all of her books in her backpack and Katy standing above her. Amber turned and found herself at eye level with Katy’s knees as Katy had her back to Amber. On a whim, Amber quickly danced the tips of her fingernails along the back of Katy’s knees, similar to what she had just done in the movie theater. Katy was so caught off guard that Amber would find that spot that she toppled over onto the hallway floor, causing Amber to fall back in laughter herself.

And herein the movie theater, Katy’s leg being wedged between the seats in front of her also meant that her right leg was stretched out, making it impossible for Katy to pull her leg out of the way of Amber’s tickling fingers.

The dual-front assault was too much for Katy and giggles began streaming from her mouth as she frantically tried to grab hold of Amber’s hands in the only way she could prevent Amber from taking advantage of this situation.

“Don’t,” Katy said, looking Amber in the eyes as she finally gained control of her hands. “Not now. PppLEASEEEE,” she said, yelping out the latter portion of the word “please” in response to Nicki finally changing tactics and reaching the bottom of her foot. Katy quickly clasped her hands up to her mouth to prevent any more outbursts, but it had been enough that Danielle and Christine had at least taken notice that something was going on over in Katy’s side of the theater; they couldn’t quite make it out, but it was clear that there were some antics going on.

Nicki had begun lightly tracing one finger along the ball of Katy’s foot, lazily drawing lines on top of the nylon material as Katy’s foot danced and twisted trying to get away. Nicki relished the power that she had. She knew that at any instance, she could up the tempo of her tickling and Katy would be toast, laughing uncontrollably at Nicki’s whim. But with Katy as helpless as she was - unable to even cover one foot with the other - Nicki enjoyed the slower, almost more torturous pace that she was employing. Indeed, it was almost as if Katy’s foot was a blank canvas and Nicki’s fingers were the brushes that would bring the canvas to life. Nicki had Katy’s foot all to herself and could do whatever she pleased with it, and she enjoyed that control.

Katy’s face was once again buried within her sweatshirt. Realizing that Nicki’s shift in focus to the bottom of her foot now presented an even more difficult obstacle, Katy tried in vain to do whatever she could to cover up the giggles that occasionally slipped past her clenched lips. She was fighting a losing battle, and she knew it. She could barely contain herself when Nicki was tickling her ankles of all places. How in the world she could keep it together now that she was playing with the bottom of her foot?

Amber leaned over and saw that Nicki had changed her focus and gave a quick thumbs-up for approval, leaning back in her chair and now focusing almost entirely on Katy and her struggles and not the movies. Indeed, none of the three girls had paid much attention to the movie at this point; Katy certainly wouldn’t even have been able to tell you what was going on at all.

Amber leaned in close to Katy and whispered in her ear. “This must be torture with those nylons,” she said with a smile as Katy’s back arched forward and her head tilted toward the ceiling. Katy knew better than to try to say anything to Amber; there was no way she was opening her mouth at this point. In fact, if Katy could sew her lips shut to hold in the laughter that was building up, she would have considered it at this point. Instead, Katy slapped at Amber with her hand, admonishing her for making a helpless situation even more helpless. Without question, the last thing Katy needed at this point was someone verbally teasing her as Nicki’s fingers physically teased the bottom of her foot.

Nicki swayed her fingers all over the bottom of Katy’s prone foot, making sure that with each pass, she brought her fingers dangerously close to the spot before pulling them back. This approach was certainly driving Katy crazy inside . Katy had been tickled before, for sure; of course, one need only look back at the last few weeks to see how true a statement that was. But there was something different about this particular tickle attack, something more torturous. Katy felt even more restrained than she had before; even when she was tied up within the blanket burrito, she was able to try to cover one foot with the other to afford even a second’s worth of relief. And all of the other attacks had been just that - attacks. Full-fledged tickle attacks which succeeded in their one goal: make Katy hysterical with laughter from the initial moment of contact.

This, though… This was different. It was almost like Nicki was toying with Katy, seeing how much light tickling Katy could take before cracking… Seeing how close she could get to that spot without actually touching it…. Bringing Katy right to the edge within seconds of cracking, only to pull back and give Katy a breather.

At this point, Katy’s eyes remained clenched shut - anything she could do to help prevent herself from laughing out loud. Nicki’s constant toying with the spot was driving Katy crazy, but she felt deep down that her friend would not do that to her in a public place. But regardless of that, Katy still had to think of Danielle; it would be mortifying to Katy if Danielle found out how ticklish Katy was. To her knowledge, Danielle didn’t even know that Katy was ticklish in the first place. For that matter, Katy realized she didn’t know if Danielle was ticklish herself. Surely everyone was ticklish, of course, but not many were on the level of ticklishness where Katy resided. Katy hated the idea of Danielle finding out she was ticklish, especially in nylons. Katy’s entire focus was on not laughing… Not giggling… Not giving any indication that she was being tickled.

Katy couldn’t believe it when the closing credits began rolling. Had she really made it through the entire movie? Had Nicki really just spent almost ninety minutes tickling her foot? The lights slowly began to rise in the theater, and Nicki relinquished her grasp on Katy’s ankle, allowing her to pull it back to safety.

“Give me back my shoes and socks,” she whispered to Nicki in as angry a tone as she could muster.

“You can have the boot back,” said Nicki, handing it over to Katy, “but I’m holding onto the sock for now.”

“Why?!” questioned Katy, as she hurriedly pulled the boot back on her foot. Even without the sock, the protection the boot offered was something Katy could not wait for.

“One less layer of protection for you,” said Nicki, as she re-entered the row with the two other friends. Katy playfully punched Nicki in the arm as Nicki tucked the white sock into the pocket of her pants.

“That definitely was a great show,” laughed Amber, speaking, of course, of watching Katy squirming around in the chair.

“Yeah I totally thought so, too,” said Christine, who had walked up to the girls with Danielle without any of Nicki, Katy, or Amber even realizing it.

“What did you guys think of that scene about halfway through?” Danielle asked, though all the three friends could muster up was a generic response since none had the faintest idea of what Danielle was talking about.

“Looked like you loved the movie,” Christine said to Katy, “with the way you were laughing.”

Katy awkwardly laughed along as Nicki and Amber shared a laugh together. “Yeah, it was pretty funny,” Katy said, wanting more than anything to just leave the theater and return home.

“I haven’t seen someone laugh that much since last time I was home and I was tickling my sister,” said Christine with a laugh. Katy’s face turned beat red. Did they know? Had they seen? It was an odd thing to say, yes ,but Christine seemed an innocent enough person that she may have just said it in the moment without any hidden meaning.

“Oh right,” agreed Danielle. “Your sister is SO ticklish,” she said. Nicki and Amber laughed and Katy motioned the two of them out of the theater as the girls said their awkward goodbyes.

Had Christine and Danielle seen what was happening? Did they know? Why had Danielle emphasized the word “so” there? And had Danielle spent more time looking at Katy when she said it? So many unanswered questions bounced around Katy’s mind, though she knew Nicki and Amber would say she was making too much of an innocent comment. Still, Katy could only wonder…
 
Great story as always. Please don´t stop.

One question, any chance to see a tickle fight between for example Katy and Danielle (or someone else)?

Once again thanks for the wonderful stories
 
Another great installment! Thank you very much for that!!!

Another thing regarding the contest they planned, were there any stakes on the table?
 
Great installment on this series. Wonder if Christine tickles her sister in nylons also.
 
Hey guys,

Thanks as always for the kind words. Definitely some good feedback here. Episode 10 is already in production. I see this one coming together much more quickly than Episode 9.

ReimAW - I like the idea of a tickle fight. I've sketched it out into my mind for either Episode 11 or 12.

LordMod - wow, total brain fart on my part, huh? The stakes of the contest are probably an Episode 11 piece given where Episode 10 already is. But I won't lie - I totally missed this detail.

PrinceJ86 - not exactly sure where I want to take the Christine character yet... I've got some ideas for Danielle once the Nicki story line climaxes, but I'm not sure how/if I'll work in Christine. There's also two new characters coming in Episode 10. Again - probably just bit pieces, but we'll see.
 
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