Before I could think too long about it, the door opened and in walked a middle school girl. She was followed by three more. Each of them was followed by another two. Soon ten girls all between ages eleven and fourteen surrounded me, giggling at my predicament. My blushing only increased the giggles. "Hello big boy," said a girl on my right. I recognized her - in fact I recognized all of them. This little gang of girls were infamous for pulling pranks in and out of school. I knew right then that I wasn't going to have an easy time.
"We thought it'd be fun to prank a boy like this," said a blond to my left. "And it is. Your parents and sister went to the new mall and you were still asleep. It was a good opportunity! We just don't know what to do now."
"We could make him listen to really annoying sounds," suggested one girl.
"We could cover his face in smelly laundry," suggested another.
All eyes turned to a brunette a my right, who was the one who called me big boy. "I have an idea." Without warning, she reached out and poked my side, a small action but it made me giggle and try to squirm away, only to find I couldn't. All the girls shared devious looks, then swarmed around me until six were on my torso and four were on my legs. Despite the imminent embarrassment, I couldn't help but get a little turned on at the thought of being tickled mercilessly by all these girls at once. Luckily they were too focused on tickling to notice.
"Let's go!" shouted blondie, and my entire body was assaulted. Fingers poked and prodded my belly and ribs, nails dragged across the soles and arches of my feet, digits wiggled around inside my armpits, across my thighs, into my hips, even in my belly button. And of course, being the deathly ticklish person that I am, I began laughing loudly and thrashing in every which way. They didn't let up for minutes, which doesn't sound like much but when you're being tickled out of your mind each minute is an eon.
"Wow," a girl at my feet exclaimed amidst my cackling. "He's very ticklish! This is so much fun." Eventually they did relent, but only long enough for me to catch my breath and for them to decide how to proceed.
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