CollaredKid05
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Leon could hear the footsteps getting louder as they clomped ever closer near him. Whatever it was, it was coming for him fast. He ducked into the S.T.A.R office to try and throw off his pursuer.
The only thing the young officer could hear was his breathing. He hung close by the wall as to sneak out to whatever barged in. Patiently he waited, and the footsteps got louder. Louder still. Thump. Thump. Thump.
Leon could feel his body getting more tense as the rhythmic stomping increased in volume, until the pursuer was for sure right on the other side.
Suddenly the door swung open an in barged in the apposing figure of Mrs. X. She was gigantic with broad shoulders and a chest that threatened to spill out of her trench coat. She had the look of a statuesque woman on steroids and Leon had absolutely no plans on fucking with her.
Slowly; ever so slowly Leon tried to slip behind her while X scanned the office from left to right. He was home free! That was until the unlucky cop accidentally hit the door with his left foot.
“CRAP!” He held his foot in his hand and tried to hop off as fast as he could, but his little accident had given away his position and now Mrs. X was after him.
“Oh come on! Leave me alone!” Leon chastised as he desperately tried to hobble away to safety. The stress had gotten to him though and in the rush he was in, naturally he fell over. He turned quickly to see the tyrant right behind him with her hand outstretched and grabbing his ankle.
“AH! LET ME GO!”
It was no use as Leon was being dragged back into the S.T.A.R office by his left leg.
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“HahahaHAHAHAHH HIHHEHEHAHAHAHT IT! STOP! STOAAHAHAHAAHHAAHP!!”
But despite all of Leon’s cry’s the gigantic fiend didn’t cease the torment. It simply sat there with Leon’s leg under her arm as she tickled his naked foot within an inch of the blonde boy’s life.
Leon was reduced to clutching the sides of the desk like a lover in heat while this monstrosity clad in black leather had it’s way with his pathetically ticklish foot.
Her huge fingers traced on whatever flesh she could fit them in at one time, not caring for any of Leon’s bucking or begging. She just tickled away on his trapped sole while her victim could do nothing to stop her.
“NO PLEASE! PLEEHEHEEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHSE ANYTHING BU THAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAH!! NO PLEASE MY FOOHOHOHOHOHOT!!!”
Mrs.X said nothing, only tickled. She vibrated one of her massive fingers in the center of the cop’s sole as he filled the abandoned office with the sound of his desperate ticklish please. After a bit she would lazily trace that same finger all around that helpless foot.
Imagine feeling all these sensations on only one area? It would make you feel like you were on fire wouldn’t it? Leon himself felt as if like he had stuck his poor foot in an ant farm that he couldn’t get free of. Just an unbearable tickling administrated by a creature that didn’t care for what it was doing to him. At least ants wouldn’t be aware of their action while Mrs. X seemed to have a very good idea of the effects her tickles were having on the 21 year old. He was her toy and she was never going to stop. Never.~
Out of options Leon resorted to trying to shoot her repeatedly in the back of the head in order to stop the torment, but such things only made it worse.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
Tears began to stream down Leon’s face as the shooting only resulted in worse torment than the rookie could imagine. The merciless tickler now worked all ten of her abnormally large fingers over Leon’s one trapped left foot. She didn’t slow down or pause; only tickled. Tickled and tickled and tickled and tickled all on the same poor foot.
He was her tickle toy. Her helpless little tickle toy. She knew exactly how this cute intruder was going to meet his end. She would tickle this weak foot until her poor victim would giggle his last breath. She wanted to make it slow though. Besides, he had really pissed her off...
Right when he thought he would pass out, the tickling stopped, the atrocity only sat there, listening. Leon meanwhile could only wheeze and catch his breath, it didn’t matter what was happening now, only that he had time to recover from the dreaded Coochie coo.
She just waited there for 2 minutes, Leon’s foot still trapped under her arm all the while. Suddenly Leon was able to hear footsteps slowly rise in volume just to fall minutes later. A shadow could be seen dashing under the door, and it was clear someone had ran past the office.
As if absent minded, Mrs.X released Leon and got up. She stopped her way towards the door and was about to walk out, when suddenly the hunk of ticklish flesh spoke, eyes half open.
“Yea.... y-you...haha better r-run.. *cough*”
Mrs. X paused at the door then quickly shot her head back at Leon and started to stomp her way over again.
“W-WAIT! WAIT!!!!”
But there was no waiting. In seconds she was back on him, ripping his shirt and vest off and using the remnants to effectively bind the young cops arms behind his back. The cold breeze against Leon’s bare skin made him tremble as he was further manhandled to the whims of the giant woman.
“STOP! STAHAAHAHHAHAHAP! FOHAHAHAHAAGETMEEHEEEHEHEHEHHAHHAHAHAH! PLEASE!”
The Tyrant started to dance her fingers on Leon’s defenseless ribs in order to keep him weak. The last thing she did before she left him was pull his pants down to his ankles, revealing a large boxer cover bulge between the rookie’s legs!
“HEY! S-STOP! STHAHAHAHAHAAHHAP!!” Leon was red faced and begging as X endlessly poked him in the tummy until she seized his manhood, giving it a few firm strokes before finally letting him be and walking out of the room.
“Urgh...” Leon groaned as he finally got a moment to rest. “... a-and it wasn’t even that funny.”
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