Since Jennet McCurdy and Ariana Grande were adults on their show, I believe both characters were adults during the show. So a future episode should be fine.
Ahhhhh!” Sam Phuckett jolted up from bed…or she would have except for the fact she couldn’t move. “Hey! What the hell!” Sam struggled to free herself from the bed. What the hell had happened? She was blindfolded, a breeze revealed she was butt naked and she was spreadeagle on a bed. But all her twisting and turning was accomplishing nothing. A long nail sliding down her left sole making her squeal. “Shit! Not tickling! I fucking hate tickling!” She forced herself to breathe before yelling “Who the fuck are you, why have you tied me up and where’s Cat???” There was no answer. “If you’ve touched a single hair on Cat’s head, I swear that I will…” Soft lips cut off Sam’s future expletives. Whoever she was the lipstick was great as her tongue wrestled successfully with Sam’s. Was it Jade, Cat’s bitchy friend? She didn’t think any of the others were capable of this. It wasn’t her friend Carly who was in Japan. Who was this?
The kiss broke as a familiar voice could be heard. “Hi Sam!” “C-cat! What’s going on? Someone..” “I’m okay! I just want to talk.” “Okay, fine. Just untie me, I’ll find whoever tied me up and HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Nails presumably Cat’s were dancing inside Sam’s shaved pits. She howled like a banshee as Cat continued. “I tied you up, Sam ‘cause I want to talk. And tickle you a bit. Or a lot. You sure are super cute and sexy when you’re laughing.” Sam was laughing too hard to respond, Cat’s nails were devastating. “You really are a great kisser! That’s what I wanted to talk to you about and stuff.” Cat finally stopped as Sam regained her breath. “I’m 19 now, same age as you. We have been friends for 3 years and I wanna be married to you! I am getting steady work and stuff under the “Ariana Grande” name and your novels about your family plus the life insurance money and stuff means that we can get married. So ask me to marry you. Or else.”
Sam finally stopped puffing to glare at Cat, though the blindfold and being tied up blocked much of the effort. “Cat, I don’t know what is going on your AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Cat was backed to scratching her underarms but adding blowing on her belly. This was too much. Sam was tough, but tickling turned her to jello. Her breasts bounced helpless as her nipples became glass cutters as Cat wriggled against the helpless blonde. Her lips placed tormenting kiss after kiss, before she found Sam’s navel. Sam felt her bladder star to fill. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” she wailed internally as her exterior roared in twisted agony. As before Cat stopped abruptly. Sam tried to inhale the air as she puffed and puffed.
“I love you Sam. I want to marry you. And I’ll keep tickling you until you say yes. Pretty sure you got lots of ticklespots!” “C-cat! No! DON’T!” “So you’ll marry me and be Sam Valentine? Ooohhh, the name is so cute and sexy like you!” Sam had always secretly worried Cat would snap, while also nursing a giant crush on the redhead. But marrying Cat at 19 was very different to dating her.
“I’ll be your girlfriend.” “Nope. Not enough. I wanna marry you and have your babies. Maybe you should be the Mum though. You have bigger boobs than me anyway and you have a nice butt. Hehe, Sam’s cute butt. My Sam’s cute butt.” giggled Cat. Sam felt a growing sense of dread. There was no way out of this without marrying Cat. It’s not like she didn’t love Cat, she truly did. But it was far too soon for marriage, they should date first. “Maybe I should ask her?” Pondered Cat. “Wait is someone else heHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANAAHHAHATTHEHEHAHAHAARE!” “So what do you think Sam’s cute, ticklish butt? Should Sam have my babies? You think about it as I tickle…right between…here.” Sam thought she might die. Cat had moved from her cheeks to tickling her actual butthole. She would cave as soon as it stopped. She loved Cat anyway and besides it wasn’t legal binding. The goal was to keep Cat and make the tickling ordeal end before she wet herself. And that last point was the most salient. “Wow, Sam. I had no idea how ticklish you are! When we getting married, I know how to punish you if you misbehave. Tickle, tickle, teekcle...” Sam felt her bladder fill hard as she howled. She nodded frantically, she loved Cat, the sex would probably be amazing and the tickling would cease.
”Such cute wittle toes and feet. Cootchy gillee goo!” Tears left Sam’s eyes as she wailed in hysteria. “I’m gonna pee! I’m too ticklish!” The thoughts swirled in the blonde’s agonised mind. Mercifully Cat stopped. “Well?” “Huhuh” y-yes. Huhuh…C-Cat, w-will huhuh you m-marry me?” YESSSS!!!” exclaimed a Happy Cat before she pressed herself against Cat. Despite her puffing, Sam melted into the kiss. It seemed Cat was as naked as she is. “So now I haveta ask, should we keep kissin’ or should I keep tickling you?”
Ahhhhh!” Sam Phuckett jolted up from bed…or she would have except for the fact she couldn’t move. “Hey! What the hell!” Sam struggled to free herself from the bed. What the hell had happened? She was blindfolded, a breeze revealed she was butt naked and she was spreadeagle on a bed. But all her twisting and turning was accomplishing nothing. A long nail sliding down her left sole making her squeal. “Shit! Not tickling! I fucking hate tickling!” She forced herself to breathe before yelling “Who the fuck are you, why have you tied me up and where’s Cat???” There was no answer. “If you’ve touched a single hair on Cat’s head, I swear that I will…” Soft lips cut off Sam’s future expletives. Whoever she was the lipstick was great as her tongue wrestled successfully with Sam’s. Was it Jade, Cat’s bitchy friend? She didn’t think any of the others were capable of this. It wasn’t her friend Carly who was in Japan. Who was this?
The kiss broke as a familiar voice could be heard. “Hi Sam!” “C-cat! What’s going on? Someone..” “I’m okay! I just want to talk.” “Okay, fine. Just untie me, I’ll find whoever tied me up and HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Nails presumably Cat’s were dancing inside Sam’s shaved pits. She howled like a banshee as Cat continued. “I tied you up, Sam ‘cause I want to talk. And tickle you a bit. Or a lot. You sure are super cute and sexy when you’re laughing.” Sam was laughing too hard to respond, Cat’s nails were devastating. “You really are a great kisser! That’s what I wanted to talk to you about and stuff.” Cat finally stopped as Sam regained her breath. “I’m 19 now, same age as you. We have been friends for 3 years and I wanna be married to you! I am getting steady work and stuff under the “Ariana Grande” name and your novels about your family plus the life insurance money and stuff means that we can get married. So ask me to marry you. Or else.”
Sam finally stopped puffing to glare at Cat, though the blindfold and being tied up blocked much of the effort. “Cat, I don’t know what is going on your AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Cat was backed to scratching her underarms but adding blowing on her belly. This was too much. Sam was tough, but tickling turned her to jello. Her breasts bounced helpless as her nipples became glass cutters as Cat wriggled against the helpless blonde. Her lips placed tormenting kiss after kiss, before she found Sam’s navel. Sam felt her bladder star to fill. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” she wailed internally as her exterior roared in twisted agony. As before Cat stopped abruptly. Sam tried to inhale the air as she puffed and puffed.
“I love you Sam. I want to marry you. And I’ll keep tickling you until you say yes. Pretty sure you got lots of ticklespots!” “C-cat! No! DON’T!” “So you’ll marry me and be Sam Valentine? Ooohhh, the name is so cute and sexy like you!” Sam had always secretly worried Cat would snap, while also nursing a giant crush on the redhead. But marrying Cat at 19 was very different to dating her.
“I’ll be your girlfriend.” “Nope. Not enough. I wanna marry you and have your babies. Maybe you should be the Mum though. You have bigger boobs than me anyway and you have a nice butt. Hehe, Sam’s cute butt. My Sam’s cute butt.” giggled Cat. Sam felt a growing sense of dread. There was no way out of this without marrying Cat. It’s not like she didn’t love Cat, she truly did. But it was far too soon for marriage, they should date first. “Maybe I should ask her?” Pondered Cat. “Wait is someone else heHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANAAHHAHATTHEHEHAHAHAARE!” “So what do you think Sam’s cute, ticklish butt? Should Sam have my babies? You think about it as I tickle…right between…here.” Sam thought she might die. Cat had moved from her cheeks to tickling her actual butthole. She would cave as soon as it stopped. She loved Cat anyway and besides it wasn’t legal binding. The goal was to keep Cat and make the tickling ordeal end before she wet herself. And that last point was the most salient. “Wow, Sam. I had no idea how ticklish you are! When we getting married, I know how to punish you if you misbehave. Tickle, tickle, teekcle...” Sam felt her bladder fill hard as she howled. She nodded frantically, she loved Cat, the sex would probably be amazing and the tickling would cease.
”Such cute wittle toes and feet. Cootchy gillee goo!” Tears left Sam’s eyes as she wailed in hysteria. “I’m gonna pee! I’m too ticklish!” The thoughts swirled in the blonde’s agonised mind. Mercifully Cat stopped. “Well?” “Huhuh” y-yes. Huhuh…C-Cat, w-will huhuh you m-marry me?” YESSSS!!!” exclaimed a Happy Cat before she pressed herself against Cat. Despite her puffing, Sam melted into the kiss. It seemed Cat was as naked as she is. “So now I haveta ask, should we keep kissin’ or should I keep tickling you?”
