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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT? WHOHOHOHOOO?"
The blonde bombshell howled under your well trained digits. Lydia rose and lunged at Erica's goosebump covered tummy. She wiggled her fingers into Erica's sides, tickling the beautiful bitch like she had never been tickled in her life.
Lydia may have been tickling Erica with a vengeance, but you weren't idle in this onslaught of pokes, prods and pinches. You'd sat on her arms the second you'd felt Lydia had her sufficiently under control to keep her down. With Erica pinned under you and Lydia straddling her waist, you had the opportunity to go to town on her now vacant ribs and pits. You were very well experienced in the fine art of tickled torment and so used that skill to aid Lydia in her quest for vengeance.
"OHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHAHAHASE DOHOHOHON'T! STAHAHAHAHAP!"
" Don't stop? " Lydia asked. "Did I hear her right?"
" Yep! " you replied gleefully. The two of you began to work together to tickle her even worse. You quickly swapped spots every few seconds. Ribs; pits; sides; ribs; belly; navel; pits! And so you continued to tickle the hot blonde. Enjoying it as she squirmed and shrieked and howled with laughter.
"NOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHAHAHASE. LYDIAHAHAHAHAHA I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHO SORREEEHEHEHEHEHE! OH GODS NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!"
" You're not sorry. Smiled Lydia "just wet, cold and ticklish" Lydia bent over her belly and blew a long and horribly ticklish raspberry. You had experienced Lydia's raspberries first hand and did not envy anyone who received even one, let alone the barrage of them Lydia was aiming into Erica's belly button, her lower ribs, her curves and her sides. All the while you had been tickling her armpits and marvelling at Lydia's skill. She knew just how to aim a raspberry into the most sensitive nooks and crannies of Erica's sensitive midriff.
Erica had by now, lost all ability to speak. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO EEEEEEEEEEEK HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAJAHAHA AAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHA EEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHE HIHIHIHHIHIHIHI HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO AAAAAAHAHAHA AAAAAAAH AAAAAAH AAAAAH EEEEEK HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO hahahahahaahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahaha HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE EEEEEEEEEEK"
Lydia and you worked like a well oiled torturing machine, Erica was looking her mind underneath your combined tickling prowess and teamwork. Lydia signalled that you should pause. You say there pinning the girl under your combined body weight. She lay there, the water and goosebumps had been replaced by hot sweat. She caught her breathe for a few minutes until finally, she spoke.
"Please stop. Mercy."
" You showed me none when you tickled me for 3 whole days"
"Please. I'm so sorry." She whined
"You are a truly horrible person. And I'm gonna make sure you regret what you did" She launched a Pokeball and let out Aimbipom.
"NOOOOO!!"
" Oh don't worry," you said, this next part was your idea. "we won't tickle you anymore."
" Thank you! "
"I wouldn't" said Lydia.
You explained that not more than a few hundred meters from here, was a gigantic tree in which Aimbipoms lived. To Erica's horror, they loved tickling. The local gym leader checked on them once or twice a month, but you knew this Gym leader, and he had told you that he had checked the tree 3 days ago.
As if on queue, the purple monkeys burst through the shrubbery. Lydia 's Aimbipom exchanged a few words with them, and the horse of Pokemon picked up the bikini clad boy stealer and carried her off as she screamed and begged and cried.
You and Lydia grinned at each other.
"She's in hell" Said Lydia.
"Hell yeah" You replied.
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