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An old friend of Lydia's

You and Lydia, your new partner in tickle torment, continued on your journey together for a while. The two of you made a pact never to tickle the other again, and after 3 weeks you'd both kept it.

The two of you had tickled a few girls and a couple of pokemon. You'd caught a red haired girl in a flight suit with her belly exposed. You and Lydia had later found out her name was Skyler and she was a Gym leader. Skyler had been very ticklish and made the most hilarious faces while being tickled. Lydia and you had tracked down a girl called Lillie and decided to make the quiet girl laugh loud and hard. Best of all you'd met a certain pink haired criminal again, this time she had been searching old ruins for a Volcorona. Jessie's screem when she'd seen both you and Lydia together had been priceless. She had lasted longer than before (bad news for her) and had howled under the torment of you, Lydia and all your pokemon.

Today you were walking when Lydia signalled that you should hide in the bushes. Your fiery haired cohort had seen a blonde girl in a bikini taking a dip in the lake next to the path.

"Looks like the perfect situation for us to get involved in" you said.

"Holly Giratina!" Wispered Lydia

"What?"

"That's Erica!"

"Erica?!" You asked shocked "The girl who stole your boyfriend, tied you down, tickled you for three days straight and then skipped town."

"The very same. She'll pay for stealing Parish"

"Time for some payback"

You spotted the Erica's clothes and quietly dashed over and took them, now she's stuck in a bikini.

You waited for Lydia to step out. Erica spies her straight away and grins evily.

"Hello sweetheart" She said mockingly.

"Erica. Hi"

"Fancy seing you here"

"Yeah, real weird"

Erica stepped out of the pool and walks up to Lydia.

"What do you want?" She asked dropping all pretences.

"Revenge" reponded Lydia

Erica looked a little worried. She was wet, she had goosebumps, she had no protection, and she new what Lydia was going to do. Her fight or flight reflex kicked in. She dived at Lydia, fingers digging into her belly. Lydia was in stiches within seconds but she knew this would happen. She'd planned it all out. The exact place Lydia had stood made it impossible for Erica to see you, sneeking up behind her. Wriggling your fingers. Looking at her bare armpits just waiting to be tickled. Coming closer. Closer. Till finally. With deadly precition. You struck!


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