Hitting the tickle spot

Lugia backs off to give the kitten a moment of rest. She pants lightly from the workout.

"Man, you're a natural!" Gatomon smiles oddly as she says this. By now she should be utterly exhausted or angered, but she is neither. So, why not continue?

Your claws wiggle menacingly as they lower to her fluffy tummy. She starts to panic.

"Havn't you had enough by now?!" Gatomon stammers for relief. "I was just playing with you! This is too much!" Your claws keep decending. "EEEEEKKKK"

And suddenly, you claws contact. She thrashes, she screams, and she begs for mercy. But still, you continue. Your claws find a tiny spot of her tiny belly to brush against. It sends shocks through her body: her eyes roll back and her body tenses with one long squeak escaping her cute little muzzle.

Written by The Tickler

Let her go

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