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Chapter #5
you say "gotcha!" and let Dylan go.
by: Unknown
Dylan pants and breathes a sigh of relief.
"I don't know if I could take any more of that." Dylan said, breathing heavy and sweating a little. You notice he is looking at his own bare feet and scrunches his toes as he says that. He than asks "You know what else I don't know?"
You don't have a good feeling about this, but answer "No, what?"
He smiles deviously at you. "If YOU can take it!"
Dylan jumps over and grabs your legs before you can get away and locks your legs under him as he pins you to the ground and starts viciously tickling your sides and stomach.
"AAAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA....STAAAAAHHAAHAHAOOOP! STOP HAHAHAHA..." You scream out.
"OH NO I WON'T!" Dylan tells you as he rips your shirt off and keeps at it, really digging his fingers into you. You can hardly stand it, even though you are having a great time. You try to squirm your way out of his control but he's really got you. He tickles your armpits and under your triceps, which he discovered are suprisingly ticklish, before he spins himself around on top of you after a while to get to your feet. He then bends your legs up and locks your feet around his arm, and as he does that he pushes his own feet back on either side of your face, lightly squeezing them against your face. They smell heavenly, and when he scrunches his toes together (which is very often) he scrunches your face with them.
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