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Tickle Time with Avril by: sk8ergurl
"Aw man, I gotta work tonight..." Vinny was a 22 year old guy, and a security guard at the local concert hall. Usually he hated his job, but there were a few perks. See, Vinny has a very potent tickling and foot fetish, and when he frisks women going into the concert center, he will sneak in a quick tickle to none the wiser. But tonight he had VIP duty, so that means the band would be the only people he would be checking. He couldn't remember who was playing tonight, probably Dave Matthews or someone else he couldn't have fun with.
Vinny did his daily chores and got on his computer, visiting the TMF to see if anything interesting was posted. Eventually, it was time for him to go to work, so he threw on his uniform, got in his car, and drove to the concert hall. Almost immediatly his boss approached him.
"Hey, Vincent, you remember you on VIP duty, right boy?" his boss asked, in a quite rude and incompetent sounding tone.
"Yeah yeah, I'll take the snore shift." Vinny murmered.
"What was that boy?" his boss replied.
"Nothing, SIR..." Vinny hated his boss, and his job, and considered quitting his job daily, but tonight... Tonight would change his mind forever about quitting.
He went to his post backstage, and awaited for the band to arrive. He reached into his pocket, feeling something there. He quickly took his hand out of his pocket, realizing it was the chloroform he had recently purchased from Ebay. He thought to himself why the hell did he put it there in the first place, but he decided to try and forget it was there, as to not get nervous. He was thinking about taking a nap when the door opened. Much to his suprise, and to his liking, Avril Lavigne and her band walked through the door. He smiled to himself, getting ready to do what every tickle fetishists wished they could do, tickle a celebrity.
"Welcome to our conert hall! I know you are all famous and everything, but you have to be searched just like everyone else. Sorry, security policy!" Vinny said nervously.
"Dude, no problem, we get checked everywhere we go man. Just like everyone else." the drummer told Vinny. Vinny sighed.
"Of course sir." he began with a standard search of all the members, saving Avril for last. When he got to Avril, he made his strike. As soon as he starting frisking her, he made quick finger prods to her sides and ribs. He grinned ear to ear as his tickles had gotten a reaction, sending Avril into girlish giggles.
"Heeheehehee!"
"Hey, hold still ma'am, or I cannot perform a proper search." Vinny was having alot of fun with this. He moved his fingers up into her underarms, wriggling his fingers a little bit.
"Heeheheheehee but it tickles!" she admitted. Oh, how he loved to hear that. Unfortunately, he ended his search, which really turned out to be a search of Avril's ticklish spots. She went into the VIP dressing room with the rest of the band, and soon was out on stage.
As she was performing, Vinny watched and thought to himself. That wasn't enough, he had to have more, no matter the consquences. He watched her dance around on stage, winding down on the concert. Tonight she was wearing a black spaghetti strap tank top advertising herself of course, olive colored capris pants, about a million bracelets it seemed, red and black striped knee high socks and her classic pair of Vans skate sneakers. He continued looking at the socks and shoes.
"I have to tickle her bare feet, I HAVE to. She always keeps them covered, teasing all us foot fetishists. Damn her, she is gonna get it good!" he had made his plan, and he was gonna stick to it.
After the concert, the band went off stage, signed a few autographs, and were heading out the door. Vinny was close by, listening to the band converse.
"Yeah, Avril, great show. We are going out with some of the other guys tonight, wanna come?" the drummer asked her.
"Naw, not tonight. I need to go home and get some well needed rest. See ya guys later!" she began walking to the parking lot, when Vinny approached her.
"Ms. Lavigne! Wait!" he called out.
"Huh, what is it?" she replied.
"Well, your a famous singer walking through a parking lot of fans, maybe you need an escort?" he offered.
"Wow, thanks alot man, something bad could have happened. My car is this way." they began walking to Avril's car. When they got to it, he realized it was in a dark, back corner area of the parking lot, probably to protect it from thieves. Vinny knew it was now or never, and he prefered now as opposed to never, so he went for it. As soon as she began digging through her purse for her keys, he took the chloroform out of his pocket, dapped some into his hand, and covered the punk idols mouth. She struggled for a few seconds, and then went limp giving into the drug. He quickly digged through her purse, getting her keys, opened the door puuting her in. He hastily mounted himself in the drivers seat, put the key in the ignition and sped off to his small house.
Once he walked in with the celebrity, making sure he was not seen, he went into his room, and placed her on the bed. He took his ropes he kept under his bed, just in case, and tied her to the four poster bed. He went and washed his hands in the bathroom sink to get the chloroform off. He began to hear her come to.
"H... H... Hey... Hey! Where... the hell am I?!" she yelled.
"Sorry, Avril, I failed in protecting you on the way to your car, someone got ya." Vinny replied, coming out of the bathroom.
"Hey, you let go of me right now! I will call the authorities!" she threatened.
"No you wont, not in your perdicament!" Vinny replied walking up to the bed. "All right, lets skip the small talk, I already know you are deathly ticklish. Now here are the rules of the game Ms. Lavigne..." At this point, Avril was really nervous, knowing he was right, she was hyper ticklish all over her body, especially if he discovered her feet...
"I am gonna tickle all over your upperbody, and at anytime you struggle, I will remove your shoes, if you do it again, I remove the socks, and if you struggle the third and final time, I will tickle you bare feet, you lovely ticklish singer. Now, if I may..." Vinny slowly lifted the bottom of Avril's black tank and looked upon her cute, flat, pale bare tummy, getting ready to go at it, thinking to himself 'the guys at the TMF will NEVER believe this!'.
Avril winced and thought to herself 'all I have to do is not struggle, or he will tickle my feet!'. Vinny's fingers grazed the top of Avril's athletic belly, right under the bellybutton. Immediatly Avril thrashed and went into giggles.
"Hehehahaha ahaheheheahahahaha stahahahap!"
"Ohhhh, Avril, you already struggled! Off with the sneakers!" Vinny walked to the foot of the bed and slipped off her skate shoes. He looked at her cute socked feet, with awe, but he moved back up to her upperbody. Vinny stradled her waist so she couldn't move at all, and began tickling ever so softly on the sides of her navel. Avril giggled, but didn't struggle this time.
"Hahaha hahahaha stahahahap! Ahahahahahaha hahahahahahaha aahahahaha plehehehehease!" Vinny realized he had to do something else to get her to struggle, so he rapidly began to tickle all over her midriff, constantly poking, prodding, and tickling her belly, sides, and ribs. Avril began bucking and screaming.
"AHHHHHHHHHHAHA AHAH AHAHAHAHA HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHALP MEHEHEHEHEHEHEE! AHAHAHA AHAHA HAH AHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO, DOHOHONT TAHAHAHAKE AHAHAHAHA OF MY SOCKS! AHAHAHAHAHA!" Vinny shook his head, smiling.
"Tsk tsk tsk Ms.Lavigne, now your socks come off!" He walked down to the foot of the bed once again, this time sloooowly removing her socks, watching her facial expression. She looked like she was about to cry, with her hair down in her face, whimpering and begging. He then looked down at her bare feet, and his eyes opened wide. He was now gazing upon Avril Ramona Lavigne's tiny, heavenly, cute bare feet. Her toes slightly twitched, being exposed.
"Oh, you are so lucky I have to make you struggle again, or I would go at those feet right now. Sooo, lets get down to business, shall we?" He moved around to the upper end of the bed, sitting down near Avril's head lay. He took a single finger from each hand and began to draw circles in her incredibly soft underarms, but Avril stayed still.
"AHAHA HAH AHAH AHAHA HAHAHA NAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAT! AHAHAHAHA!"
"Yes that!" Vinny now used all ten fingers in the deep hollows of her armpits.
"NOHOHOHOHOHO! AHAHAH HAHAHAHAHHA PLEHEHEHEASE LEHEHEHET MEHEHEHE GOHOHOHO! AHAHAHA!"
"I know what will make you squirm!" Vinny leaned down, licking all the way down her left arm into her poor, soft, exposed underarm. Once he reached her armpit, it was all over for Ms. Lavigne, as she arched her back.
"AHHHHHHHHHAHAHA HAHA HAHAHA HAHAHA AHAHAHA NOHOHOHO LICKING! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Avril... You struggled..."
End of Part I!!! Stay tuned for part two, where Avril's poor bare feet become the prey!
Tickle Time with Avril by: sk8ergurl
"Aw man, I gotta work tonight..." Vinny was a 22 year old guy, and a security guard at the local concert hall. Usually he hated his job, but there were a few perks. See, Vinny has a very potent tickling and foot fetish, and when he frisks women going into the concert center, he will sneak in a quick tickle to none the wiser. But tonight he had VIP duty, so that means the band would be the only people he would be checking. He couldn't remember who was playing tonight, probably Dave Matthews or someone else he couldn't have fun with.
Vinny did his daily chores and got on his computer, visiting the TMF to see if anything interesting was posted. Eventually, it was time for him to go to work, so he threw on his uniform, got in his car, and drove to the concert hall. Almost immediatly his boss approached him.
"Hey, Vincent, you remember you on VIP duty, right boy?" his boss asked, in a quite rude and incompetent sounding tone.
"Yeah yeah, I'll take the snore shift." Vinny murmered.
"What was that boy?" his boss replied.
"Nothing, SIR..." Vinny hated his boss, and his job, and considered quitting his job daily, but tonight... Tonight would change his mind forever about quitting.
He went to his post backstage, and awaited for the band to arrive. He reached into his pocket, feeling something there. He quickly took his hand out of his pocket, realizing it was the chloroform he had recently purchased from Ebay. He thought to himself why the hell did he put it there in the first place, but he decided to try and forget it was there, as to not get nervous. He was thinking about taking a nap when the door opened. Much to his suprise, and to his liking, Avril Lavigne and her band walked through the door. He smiled to himself, getting ready to do what every tickle fetishists wished they could do, tickle a celebrity.
"Welcome to our conert hall! I know you are all famous and everything, but you have to be searched just like everyone else. Sorry, security policy!" Vinny said nervously.
"Dude, no problem, we get checked everywhere we go man. Just like everyone else." the drummer told Vinny. Vinny sighed.
"Of course sir." he began with a standard search of all the members, saving Avril for last. When he got to Avril, he made his strike. As soon as he starting frisking her, he made quick finger prods to her sides and ribs. He grinned ear to ear as his tickles had gotten a reaction, sending Avril into girlish giggles.
"Heeheehehee!"
"Hey, hold still ma'am, or I cannot perform a proper search." Vinny was having alot of fun with this. He moved his fingers up into her underarms, wriggling his fingers a little bit.
"Heeheheheehee but it tickles!" she admitted. Oh, how he loved to hear that. Unfortunately, he ended his search, which really turned out to be a search of Avril's ticklish spots. She went into the VIP dressing room with the rest of the band, and soon was out on stage.
As she was performing, Vinny watched and thought to himself. That wasn't enough, he had to have more, no matter the consquences. He watched her dance around on stage, winding down on the concert. Tonight she was wearing a black spaghetti strap tank top advertising herself of course, olive colored capris pants, about a million bracelets it seemed, red and black striped knee high socks and her classic pair of Vans skate sneakers. He continued looking at the socks and shoes.
"I have to tickle her bare feet, I HAVE to. She always keeps them covered, teasing all us foot fetishists. Damn her, she is gonna get it good!" he had made his plan, and he was gonna stick to it.
After the concert, the band went off stage, signed a few autographs, and were heading out the door. Vinny was close by, listening to the band converse.
"Yeah, Avril, great show. We are going out with some of the other guys tonight, wanna come?" the drummer asked her.
"Naw, not tonight. I need to go home and get some well needed rest. See ya guys later!" she began walking to the parking lot, when Vinny approached her.
"Ms. Lavigne! Wait!" he called out.
"Huh, what is it?" she replied.
"Well, your a famous singer walking through a parking lot of fans, maybe you need an escort?" he offered.
"Wow, thanks alot man, something bad could have happened. My car is this way." they began walking to Avril's car. When they got to it, he realized it was in a dark, back corner area of the parking lot, probably to protect it from thieves. Vinny knew it was now or never, and he prefered now as opposed to never, so he went for it. As soon as she began digging through her purse for her keys, he took the chloroform out of his pocket, dapped some into his hand, and covered the punk idols mouth. She struggled for a few seconds, and then went limp giving into the drug. He quickly digged through her purse, getting her keys, opened the door puuting her in. He hastily mounted himself in the drivers seat, put the key in the ignition and sped off to his small house.
Once he walked in with the celebrity, making sure he was not seen, he went into his room, and placed her on the bed. He took his ropes he kept under his bed, just in case, and tied her to the four poster bed. He went and washed his hands in the bathroom sink to get the chloroform off. He began to hear her come to.
"H... H... Hey... Hey! Where... the hell am I?!" she yelled.
"Sorry, Avril, I failed in protecting you on the way to your car, someone got ya." Vinny replied, coming out of the bathroom.
"Hey, you let go of me right now! I will call the authorities!" she threatened.
"No you wont, not in your perdicament!" Vinny replied walking up to the bed. "All right, lets skip the small talk, I already know you are deathly ticklish. Now here are the rules of the game Ms. Lavigne..." At this point, Avril was really nervous, knowing he was right, she was hyper ticklish all over her body, especially if he discovered her feet...
"I am gonna tickle all over your upperbody, and at anytime you struggle, I will remove your shoes, if you do it again, I remove the socks, and if you struggle the third and final time, I will tickle you bare feet, you lovely ticklish singer. Now, if I may..." Vinny slowly lifted the bottom of Avril's black tank and looked upon her cute, flat, pale bare tummy, getting ready to go at it, thinking to himself 'the guys at the TMF will NEVER believe this!'.
Avril winced and thought to herself 'all I have to do is not struggle, or he will tickle my feet!'. Vinny's fingers grazed the top of Avril's athletic belly, right under the bellybutton. Immediatly Avril thrashed and went into giggles.
"Hehehahaha ahaheheheahahahaha stahahahap!"
"Ohhhh, Avril, you already struggled! Off with the sneakers!" Vinny walked to the foot of the bed and slipped off her skate shoes. He looked at her cute socked feet, with awe, but he moved back up to her upperbody. Vinny stradled her waist so she couldn't move at all, and began tickling ever so softly on the sides of her navel. Avril giggled, but didn't struggle this time.
"Hahaha hahahaha stahahahap! Ahahahahahaha hahahahahahaha aahahahaha plehehehehease!" Vinny realized he had to do something else to get her to struggle, so he rapidly began to tickle all over her midriff, constantly poking, prodding, and tickling her belly, sides, and ribs. Avril began bucking and screaming.
"AHHHHHHHHHHAHA AHAH AHAHAHAHA HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHALP MEHEHEHEHEHEHEE! AHAHAHA AHAHA HAH AHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO, DOHOHONT TAHAHAHAKE AHAHAHAHA OF MY SOCKS! AHAHAHAHAHA!" Vinny shook his head, smiling.
"Tsk tsk tsk Ms.Lavigne, now your socks come off!" He walked down to the foot of the bed once again, this time sloooowly removing her socks, watching her facial expression. She looked like she was about to cry, with her hair down in her face, whimpering and begging. He then looked down at her bare feet, and his eyes opened wide. He was now gazing upon Avril Ramona Lavigne's tiny, heavenly, cute bare feet. Her toes slightly twitched, being exposed.
"Oh, you are so lucky I have to make you struggle again, or I would go at those feet right now. Sooo, lets get down to business, shall we?" He moved around to the upper end of the bed, sitting down near Avril's head lay. He took a single finger from each hand and began to draw circles in her incredibly soft underarms, but Avril stayed still.
"AHAHA HAH AHAH AHAHA HAHAHA NAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAT! AHAHAHAHA!"
"Yes that!" Vinny now used all ten fingers in the deep hollows of her armpits.
"NOHOHOHOHOHO! AHAHAH HAHAHAHAHHA PLEHEHEHEASE LEHEHEHET MEHEHEHE GOHOHOHO! AHAHAHA!"
"I know what will make you squirm!" Vinny leaned down, licking all the way down her left arm into her poor, soft, exposed underarm. Once he reached her armpit, it was all over for Ms. Lavigne, as she arched her back.
"AHHHHHHHHHAHAHA HAHA HAHAHA HAHAHA AHAHAHA NOHOHOHO LICKING! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Avril... You struggled..."
End of Part I!!! Stay tuned for part two, where Avril's poor bare feet become the prey!
