Round 2

This time, you're ready for her. You spring off of your back foot and ram your shoulder into her stomach, quickly buckling her knees together by wrapping your arms around them. You successfully knock her on her back and use your conveniently placed hands to tickle her thighs. This elicits a few squeals from her.

Currently, your upper torso as lying on top of the Pink Knight as you tickle harder on her thighs. She tries to get at your ribs but your arms are in her way. While she's distracted, you posture up on your knees and pull your right arm away and sweep it under legs with the crease of your elbow against the back of her knees. Then you pull your left arm away and push her knees into her chest and sit down on the back of her thighs, pinning her legs to her stomach.

Then you tightly grab her flailing feet and tickle her instep.

"AAAHHEEEEE!!! No!!!" she screams.

"Say the word!" you demand.

"No!" Suddenly she grabs at your lower ribs which catches you by surprise. As you pull your hands away from her feet to guard your ribs, she tickles your knees. You instinctively start to stand up and she pushes herself out from under you.

Not wanting to let her get away, you quickly grab one of her ankles and use your free hand to tickle away at it, sending her into hysterics. She happens to roll over on her belly in the midst of laughing and you quickly step around sit your but on the back of her knees.

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