tickle gamer
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Writer note: Take it easy on me guys, it's my first story in a long time.
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The explorer and the idol of feathers
The room was dark. Lara, the explorer from Britain,
could barely see an inch in front of her nose.
Lara had been charged with finding a lost ancient relic.
Namely "The idol of feathers". The idol was said to have
belonged to an ancient tribe of fearsome warriors. Only
These warriors defeated their enemies with an ancient
fighting technique known as "Tic-fu".
Of course, Lara had studied up on "Tic-fu". Apparently
a master of the art could have his or her victim laughing
hysterically within a matter of seconds. This information
scared Lara a little, she had always been terribly ticklish.
But, seeing as how the last of the tribe was said to have died
out years ago, put Lara's mind at ease.
However, Lara couldn't help but remembering how her
older brothers use to pin her to the floor and tickle her
without mercy.
Just then, Lara heard a snap. And, felt something wrap around ankle.
Lara was pulled upside down, hanging by her ankle. Lara cursed herself.
If she hadn't been lost a thought, maybe she could have avoided such a trap.
Through the weak lighting, Lara thought she saw movement. Before she could
get a good look at whatever it was, some kind of powder hit her in the face, and
she felt as though she was going to faint.
Lara felt herself being dragged on the stony floor, but was too weak from
the powder to fight back.
When she awoke, she found herself trapped in a bamboo crate. The only
part of her body on the outside of the crate was her, now bare, feet.
A quick memory of her brothers tickling her feet flashed in her mind, and
she struggled to free herself.
Lara yelped as she felt a single finger touch her bare sole. The finger
started to trace up her sole. Lara didn't know if her captor could understand
English, but found herself starting to beg not to be tickled.
The finger disappeared, to Lara's delight. Unfortunately, not only did that
finger return, but it was joined by it's nine friends.
Lara felt all ten fingers dance across her very vulnerable feet, while she
laughed and begged. Lara tried her best to squirm away from the invading
fingers, but, it was to no avail.
The fingers kept up their tickling attack, until Lara passed out into a very
giggly sleep.
When Lara awoke, she found herself back in the cave. She wondered if
it had all been a dream.
She rolled over, and there it was. The idol with a note on it. Lara picked up the
note, but it was in an ancient language. Lara pocketed the idol, and made
her way out of the cave.
Back at home, Lara had decoded the note, and read it aloud.
"Dear stranger. Thanks for the training. It has been a long time since I've
got to practice. Please, except this token as a gift"
Lara balled up the note. "Training?" She shouted " it was just training? "
Even though it had been torture at the time, after it was over, Lara found
herself missing it.
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The explorer and the idol of feathers
The room was dark. Lara, the explorer from Britain,
could barely see an inch in front of her nose.
Lara had been charged with finding a lost ancient relic.
Namely "The idol of feathers". The idol was said to have
belonged to an ancient tribe of fearsome warriors. Only
These warriors defeated their enemies with an ancient
fighting technique known as "Tic-fu".
Of course, Lara had studied up on "Tic-fu". Apparently
a master of the art could have his or her victim laughing
hysterically within a matter of seconds. This information
scared Lara a little, she had always been terribly ticklish.
But, seeing as how the last of the tribe was said to have died
out years ago, put Lara's mind at ease.
However, Lara couldn't help but remembering how her
older brothers use to pin her to the floor and tickle her
without mercy.
Just then, Lara heard a snap. And, felt something wrap around ankle.
Lara was pulled upside down, hanging by her ankle. Lara cursed herself.
If she hadn't been lost a thought, maybe she could have avoided such a trap.
Through the weak lighting, Lara thought she saw movement. Before she could
get a good look at whatever it was, some kind of powder hit her in the face, and
she felt as though she was going to faint.
Lara felt herself being dragged on the stony floor, but was too weak from
the powder to fight back.
When she awoke, she found herself trapped in a bamboo crate. The only
part of her body on the outside of the crate was her, now bare, feet.
A quick memory of her brothers tickling her feet flashed in her mind, and
she struggled to free herself.
Lara yelped as she felt a single finger touch her bare sole. The finger
started to trace up her sole. Lara didn't know if her captor could understand
English, but found herself starting to beg not to be tickled.
The finger disappeared, to Lara's delight. Unfortunately, not only did that
finger return, but it was joined by it's nine friends.
Lara felt all ten fingers dance across her very vulnerable feet, while she
laughed and begged. Lara tried her best to squirm away from the invading
fingers, but, it was to no avail.
The fingers kept up their tickling attack, until Lara passed out into a very
giggly sleep.
When Lara awoke, she found herself back in the cave. She wondered if
it had all been a dream.
She rolled over, and there it was. The idol with a note on it. Lara picked up the
note, but it was in an ancient language. Lara pocketed the idol, and made
her way out of the cave.
Back at home, Lara had decoded the note, and read it aloud.
"Dear stranger. Thanks for the training. It has been a long time since I've
got to practice. Please, except this token as a gift"
Lara balled up the note. "Training?" She shouted " it was just training? "
Even though it had been torture at the time, after it was over, Lara found
herself missing it.
