As Tina blew raspberry after raspberry into their mother's quivering belly, Hillary's squeals filled the kitchen. Brie watched with amusement from the stairs, pleased that her attempts at influencing her family with the bracelet seemed to be working. Enjoying the show was nice, but Brie was itching to join in. That’s it! What if she could use the bracelet's powers to add herself to the scenario.
Focusing intently, Brie thought "Tina invites Brie to join." Sure enough, shouting over the gasps of laughter, Tina called out "Brie, you’re missing out! Mom is getting it in the kitchen."
With a furtive smile, Brie appeared at the bottom of the stairs acting surprised at the scene. Hillary's eyes widened further upon seeing her youngest daughter. "Oh no-hohohohoho! Ahahahaha"
"Sorry mom, this is too good to ignore." She walked over and began scribbling her fingers rapidly under Hillary's underarms. The new stimuli sent Hillary into fresh peals of laughter, her stomach heaving as she futilely twisted from side to side.
"Not fair!" Hillary shrieked through giggles. Brie shared an amused look with Tina as she scribbled her fingers all over her mom’s ultra-sensitive armpits, eliciting hysterical peals of laughter. Hillary thrashed violently from side to side, but Tina held her fast. The bracelet continued to glow warmly on her wrist.
"Can I offer you some delicious raspberries, Brie?" Tina asked in a mock English accent.
"D-don't! Brie! Tina!" Hillary pleaded through breathless giggles, but it was no use. Brie was more than eager to take over.
"Move aside, sis," Brie said playfully. She leaned in until her face was mere inches from Hillary's heaving stomach, admiring the rosy skin pulled taut over her quivering abs.
Tina had to use both of her hands to hold Hillary as the woman squeezed her eyes shut, tensing for the onslaught. "No no nooooo!"
Brie took a big breath and planted a juicy raspberry on her mom's belly button, eliciting a high-pitched shriek. Another raspberry went to the left, then the right, each one prompting a fresh scream of laughter.
Brie grinned mischievously as she planted another juicy raspberry right on her mom's belly button. The resulting shriek was so loud and high-pitched, Maxie started whining.
“Sorry, boy!” Tina called, “Out of the way, my turn!”
She blew a long, drawn-out raspberry across Hillary's freckled stomach, her lips vibrating against the delicate skin. Hillary howled with laughter, back bowing wildly off the counter as her daughters took turns serenading her sweet belly.
"Ahahahaha pleehehease I caHAHAHAn't tahehehehe it!" Hillary begged between loud guffaws, but the girls showed no mercy. In her struggle, Hillary broke one of her arms free from Tina’s grip and the girl had to raise both of her arms to try and pin her mom back down. With both of her hands occupied, Brie realized that her sister’s entire midsection was left unprotected. Without warning, the young girl reached up under Tina’s shirt and dug both sets of fingers straight into her exposed ribs, digging wildly up and down them.
"Brie! What are yo-AAAAAAAHHHHHHahahahaha" Tina's plea dissolved into mirthful cries of her own as Brie tickled her relentlessly.
Tina let go of Hillary and tried to get her younger sister’s hands out of her shirt. That was when Hillary made her move. She spun Tina around, pinning her back against the counter and arms above her head, trapping her just as she had been moments before.
Hillary grinned wickedly. With her free hand, she skittered her nails all over Tina's exposed belly, eliciting high-pitched shrieks. "How do you like it, huh?!"
Turning to her other daughter, “Thank you, Brie. I’ll take it from here.” Brie gave her sister a few more squeezes to the ribs and sides before stepping back and letting her mom go to town.
"You know, you seemed to enjoy giving ME raspberries earlier," Hillary continued to tease Tina as her daughter writhed and giggled underneath her. "Maybe it's time I return the favor!"
"Nooo dooooon’t!" Tina squealed, but it was too late. Hillary made a show of inhaling before blowing a long, buzzing raspberry onto Tina's soft belly.
Tina shrieked at the top of her lungs, back arching off the counter from the intense sensation, her wavy red hair flew back and forth. Hillary grinned and continued her raspberry assault, leaving her daughter in hysterics.
From the sidelines, Brie watched with glee as the tickling unfolded. A part of her noticed that Hillary had acted of her own volition without any magical intervention. Perhaps the relic simply brought desires to the surface, it didn't create feelings that weren't already latent within someone. The fun would continue regardless.
Hillary had a sudden silly idea. She leaned down and began peppering Tina's torso with playful kisses and nuzzles between blows.
"Mwah mwah! You're just so kissable when you're all stretched out!" Hillary cooed as Tina's shrieks became interspersed with lighter giggles. Kisses, nuzzles, raspberries, the feathery touches her lips made the ticklish sensation caused by the raspberries all the worse.
“Eeeeh! Ewww st-Aaaah-p hehehe. Mom!”
"Awww does wittle Tina not like the kisses and cuddles?" Hillary cooed in a mocking baby voice as she nuzzled her daughter's belly.
"Ahhehehe N-nooo it's too much!" Tina shrieked, face burning red. She twisted from side to side but couldn't escape.
“Okay, then I’ll just do this. Hillary took another huge breath and held it long enough for Tina to realize what was about to happen.
“W-w-waaaaiiit Whhaaaaa!!” Tina screamed as her mom laid the biggest raspberry yet right on her deep belly button.
"You know, I should tickle you 10 minutes for every egg you cracked in your little tumble, missy." Hillary joked, raising her eyebrows at Tina.
Tina's eyes went wide. "Ahahahah heheh but… but that wahahahas your fault!"
Brie was beyond delighted. Most of the extended tickle sessions in the house were instigated and continued by her, yet here was her mom and sister going back and forth without any intervention beyond the initial prompting. Part of her wanted to push them further to see how far she could go with the bracelet's powers. She imagined persuading them into even more outrageous ticklish acts. The possibilities made her pulse quicken.
Yet a small voice in her mind urged caution. The bracelet had been in her position less than a day and who knew what else it would do to the subjects and even the user. There would still be lots of time to play around with it. Decisions decisions…
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