You cover her entire body in baby oil, from her neck to her hands to her toes. Once she's caught her breath, you use spatial magic to turn the bed immaterial to all but Wendy, and invisible. Now she seems suspended in air, but as if she is on the bed. You materialize 22 floating hands, and they do as follows:
2 of them tickle around and between her cute little toes, while 2 others slowly tickle up and down her soles
2 of them tickle underneath her knees
2 of them tickle her sides rapidly
1 of them dips in an out of her belly button
2 of them dance around her ribs
2 of them mercilessly tackle her armpits
2 of them dash around her chest
2 of them tickle lightly around her neck
1 of them lightly treads up and down her back
2 of them jump around on her tiny lower cheeks
2 of them lightly tease and torment her between the legs, with an agonizing deliberation
Wendy is quickly sent into hysteric giggles, immediately begging for mercy before her laughs grow inaudible and she desperately fights for air while laughing. Her face very quickly turns a bright red, at which point you give her a minute to breath, before doing it all over again. You marvel at her cute face spinning through more shades of red than you even thought existed.
After an hour of this, Wendy is heavily gasping for air, exhausted both mentally and physically. Good thing she's an Air Dragon Slayer, so she can recover quickly just by eating air.
"P-please..." Wendy finally gasps after about 5 minutes of rest.
"Oh, so you can breath enough to talk? Guess that means it's time to continue!" you say. Now then...
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