Dr. Overs walked down the hallway to the fourth room on the left. Slowly he opened the door, peering in he saw a curly haired boy, maybe about 16/17 lying on his stomach, on a table, his arms raised above his head, and his ankles, spread eagle, tied,keeping ahold of two bare feet so they wouldn't run off.
"Nicholas Jonas" the doctor said, smiling as he looked at his clipboard.Nick stopped struggling when he heard his name. He slowly twisted his head around and looked at his tormentor. Nick looked scared, and nervous. Dr. Overs grunted and went over to him.
"How are you today, you are in the tickle ward, why you're here I cannot say, but I am your tickle doctor, Dr. Overs" Overs explained.
"Y-you're going to tickle me?" Nick asked, a look of confusion showing on his features. Dr. Overs nodded and smiled, closing his eyes. Nick sweardropped. He hated being tickled. All his life he'd either been tickled by his Mom, Dad, even his brothers still held him down and tickled him, whenever they can.
"So how ticklish are you Nick?" Overs asked, leaning down looking Nick directly in the face. Nick backed away, untrusting .He tried to lie.
"I'm not ticklish" he said, seriously, glaring at the doctor. Dr. Overs laughed and shook his head.
"Of course you aren't" he said, he began to walk away, and at first Nick thought it actually worked...that is until he felt something stroking his underarm. Nick tried to wiggle away, but the fingers of Dr. Overs followed his every movement.
"Not ticklish, huh?" Overs asked, laughing. A few giggles escaped from Nick's mouth, and he hoped Williams didn't notice. He noticed alright.
"Are you going to laugh for me, or just do that little giggle of yours?" Overs asked, he sped up the stroking of Nick's underarms, and Nick gradually started laughing.
"St-stahap plehease HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!" Nick cried, trying to pull his arms down,as Dr. Overs started to speed up faster and faster.
"You're a liar" Dr. Overs said, chuckling "You know what I do to liars?" Nick slowly opened one eye (it's hard to keep your eyes open when being tickled) and looked at Overs. Overs smiled down at him and stopped his underarm tickling, giving Nick time to breathe.
Dr. Overs went over to the desk at the side of the bed and went rumaging through one of the drawrers. Nick watched him with a nervous expression. Finally after a few seconds, Overs found what he was looking for, and he brought it out for Nick to see. It was one of those mechanical toothbrushes. Nick only had a feeling of where he was going to get it next, and he wasn't going to like it.
"I won't use this on you yet, but be assured I will use it" Dr. Overs said, putting the toothbrush on the desk. But he wasn't giving Nick a break. Next he went to.......
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