After the broom pantsing incident, Sam decided to be more careful. If something was going on he just wouldn't get involved so it wouldn't backfire on him. Of course, that sounded good in his head. In reality, Sam was about to get the chance to tickle a girl and see her boobs up close and personal.
The next big thing at school was tickle fights. Weird, I know, but it started happening all the time. Some kid was just minding his own business, walking down the hall, and Sam saw him get cornered by three other kids. They lifted up his shirt, way over his head, showing everyone his bare chest and tummy. Two held him up while the other just tickled him all over. He squirmed and laughed so loud, everyone in the hall instantly stopped in their tracks to watch and laugh along. Eventually the bell rang and they dropped the kid, but after that it was an all out tickle war.
Friends would even tickle each other in class to make them laugh at the worst times. Sam saw a girl tickle her bff in history class. The teacher was all like, "Stacy! Fighting for human rights is not a laughing matter!" Which made it even more hilarious. Sam wanted to tickle someone too, but most of his friends were in the gymnastics club. He'd have to wait till after school.
Stacy was actually on the mixed team with Sam. They had the best artistic dance and acrobatics team in town. Ok it was the only one in town, but still, it WAS the best. They always got new uniforms from some anonymous donor. This year seemed a bit simple. It was just a t-shirt and some shorts. But the design was pretty cool. It had some kids doing some cool flips with flames on the sides. Probably inspired from some sort of talent show on TV. Luckily for Sam, Stacy's shirt was a little loose and easy to pull up. Although, he'd soon find out how unlucky he was since his shorts were also a little loose.
Stacy was really good at the aerial silks. She could twist and turn with ease, showing off her beautiful form. Sam watched her all the time while he practiced the trapeze. Sometimes he'd just swing back and forth, mesmerized by Stacy. Eventually he'd snap out of it, but Stacy had that effect on everyone.
Today was a free practice day. Sam could wander around as he pleased. He decided to wait till most of the team was watching Stacy, then he'd strike. They'd totally get a kick out of her squirming around being tickled. She'd be close to the ground, focusing on her silks, and then everyone would be laughing hysterically. There's no way something crazy would happen. I mean, even if Stacy's shirt got pulled up, she'd have a bra on, right?
Stacy finished practicing her routine with everyone watching. She spun right down to the end of the silk and everyone gasped. She caught herself at the last second, making everyone cheer. It was awesome. She kept holding on to the silks, just inches above the ground. Sam snuck up close from behind.
Sam started tickling Stacy right in her armpits. She instantly pulled her body up and clenched hard on the silks. She had an iron grip. Sam kept tickling, making her shirt lift up out of her shorts. He pulled up and up, trying to get her armpits more and more. Stacy was laughing uncontrollably. Everyone started laughing too. She was totally squirming and wiggling all around. It was all fun until Stacy's arms couldn't hold her up anymore. As she dropped down Sam kept pushing up. Her shirt got caught on his hands and he lifted all the way up, covering her head.
Boobs. Really firm and perky boobs. Sam had never seen any in real life. And now he was face to face with them. His hands were still way up on the air, tangled up in Stacy's shirt. He was stunned, wide eyed looking at her curves and nipples. He couldn't look away, and he forgot about everything else he was doing.
Everybody gasped. Sam was totally exposing Stacy's boobs to everyone. What a dick! Why was he just standing there? Why doesn't he just let go?
Finally, one of the other girls shoved Sam, making him drop Stacy's shirt so she could see and cover herself. Stacy dropped down to her knees and cried, covering her chest.
Sam just sat on the ground, speechless. After a few more girls helped her up, Stacy turned to Sam. "You'll be sorry, Sam!"
"I didn't mean to! I was just trying to tickle you, that's all! I swear!"
"Then I'll tickle you even worse! I'll make you laugh so hard you piss yourself!"
And with that, Stacy stormed off. The team all got a talking to about not messing with each other, especially during practice. Sam had to clean the mats by himself for a week. But after about a month, he forgot about Stacy's threat. Especially since the parade was coming up.
It was a really cool parade float this year. It had a really high platform on both sides so the trapeze could swing far. Lots of the boys were paired up with a girl. The boy would hold on to the trapeze with their legs and swing with a girl holding their hands. The girl would flip and land with spotters catching her.
Sam had a special routine though. He was supposed to swing on the trapeze and pick up two girls from below. Stacy made sure she was one of them. The spotters would throw the girls up and they would each grab one of Sam's legs. They practiced it tons and it looked awesome. Just to be safe though, Sam had to wear gloves that were strapped to the trapeze bar.
It was a perfect day for a parade. The sun was shining and there were plenty of clouds giving just enough shade. The town's floats were looking great. Lots of cool designs and most of them were throwing out candy! Everyone was totally hyped up when they saw the acrobat float coming down the street.
The first few boys did their routine with the girls, getting the crowd roaring. Then it was Sam's turn. He grabbed onto the trapeze and his hands were strapped in. He couldn't let go until he swung back to the platform. Stacy winked at the other girl and the spotters. They all agreed it was time for Sam to pay.
Sam left the platform, swinging toward the girls below. The spotters threw the two girls up in the air perfectly. Just as Sam got close, they both grabbed onto his loose shorts. They held tight as they fell back down to the spotters who were ready to catch. When Stacy and the girl landed, they looked at the prize in their hands. Yep, one pair of boy shorts!
Sam couldn't believe this was happening. He had watched helplessly as the girls pulled his shorts off. He was just glad his underwear was still on. But since the girls messed up the act, he was swinging too slow. He couldn't make it back to the platform to untie his hands! He couldn't think of what to do and got slower and slower. Pretty soon he just stopped, hanging out in his shirt and undies.
The crowd roared with laughter. They thought it was part of the act. Sam saw everyone laughing and started kicking his legs, trying to cover his tighty whities. It was no use. Everyone could see the outline of his tiny package.
Stacy walked right underneath Sam. The other girls lifted her up so she could start part two, the tickling. She lifted Sam's shirt way up over his head and stuck it behind his neck. Sam could see everything. She just looked at him and said, "Time to laugh, Sam!"
Stacy started tickling him all over. Sam squirmed and stretched his tummy back and forth, desperately trying to escape. Stacy just kept tickling. He laughed and laughed until his face started to hurt. The crowd was going crazy! Everyone was laughing at Sam's predicament.
Sam tried to get his words out. "Stop it, hahaha! Oh my god, haha! Please stop, hahaha! I can't, haha, can't, hahaha! I can't breathe, hahahaha! Get down, hahaha! Get me down, hahahaha!"
"Down, huh? Ok Sam, if you say so!"
Stacy grabbed onto Sam's undies and pulled them all the way down to his ankles. His tiny wiener bounced up and down over his shriveled little balls. The crowd gasped. Sam was naked. His tiny little boy bits were on full display, and Stacy was looking at them up close.
"Oh my god Sam! I knew your dick was small but I didn't think it was that small! Hahaha!"
The girls holding up Stacy started laughing too. They looked up and saw his dangling little boyhood between his legs. It all looked so tiny!
"Oh my goooosh! Sam's got a little wiener! It's a cocktail weeny! Hahaha!"
All the kids on the parade float were laughing at Sam dangling there naked and exposed. All the people around the float were laughing too. Some of the mothers tried to cover their kid's eyes, but they couldn't for long. It was too funny! Everyone started pointing and laughing at Sam's small dick.
Sam looked around, horrified. Everyone was laughing. Every. Single. One. His face turned bright red in humiliation. He couldn't lift his legs up. He couldn't let go. He couldn't even try to swing because Stacy was there, holding his undies down. He tried to move his arms down to cover himself, but he only bent at the elbows. He started to frown and cry like a little baby.
"No, no, no! Please don't look at me, please!"
Stacy wasn't done yet. "How come you're not laughing, Sam? Let's fix that!"
She started tickling Sam again, focusing on his armpits. There was no hair on this boy anywhere! She lightly touched him all over, making him dance wildly in the air. His little nub of a dick bobbed around while he flexed and clenched his perky butt.
Stacy was determined. She kept tickling and tickling Sam's smooth nude boy body. His legs, his arms, his tummy, even around his crotch. She even "accidently" touched his dick and balls, which were really ticklish too. With Sam squirming and wiggling, he couldn't hold it any longer.
*PISSSSSS*
Sam's tiny penis started pissing all over the girls below. Freaked out, they all dropped Stacy. She reached out and grabbed Sam's undies to stop her fall. She couldn't quite touch the ground, so she just held on tight to Sam's tighty whities. They both spun all around in a circle with Sam's dick peeing out like a naughty water fountain.
Then...
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