"Well, I don't want to wear you out right away so, Kevin, why don't you join in and help tickle..." Gwen started.
"PLEASE say his feet, PLEASE" Kevin interrupted.
"No, no, no, he'll only be able to withstand a little tickling on his feet. So, we'll tickle his 2nd most ticklish spot, his belly!" Gwen continued.
"NO, come on guys just let me out," Ben pleaded.
"I don't think so, here we go!" Kevin replied.
"OH HOHOHO COME ONHAHAHAH HAHAHA HEHE I'M TOO HOOHOOHOO TICKLISH HAHAHA HIHIHI HEHEHAHA!" Ben screamed through his laughter, as Gwen and Kevin tickled his soft, smooth belly. Scribbling their fingers all over his belly and flanks, making him laugh and squirm. Just then Kevin had a wonderful idea, he took in a big breath, lowered his lips to Ben's belly-button and blew a big, long raspberry."AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH NOOOOHOHOHOHOHOOHOOOO hohahahaha haha," Ben screamed through his frantic laughter. "Please hi let he me hi go ho, that was terrible," Ben said, still, giggling from the raspberry.
"Well, I think your upper body has had enough," Gwen replied.
"Oh, tha..., wait, no you don't mean," Ben said, shaking, as Gwen and Kevin reached toward his sneakers. "NO! Please, Please don't tickle my feet! I'll do anything!" Ben begged.
"Tempting, but I think we'll stick to torturing you," Kevin replied.
"Yeah, I agree," Gwen concurred.
"Noo! Please!" Ben exclaimed.
Then...
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