It was late, around 10:00PM, It was July, so Nick was out of school. He was in his PJ's: T shirt socks, and pajama bottoms, His parents were out of town and he couldn't sleep, so he went outside for a walk, as he was walking, someone put a cloth over his face. Nick soon passed out. He awoke to find out that he was restrained on a table, his legs apart and his arms tied together and down on the table right above his head. A man walked in, " Hello Nick" the man said, "who the hell are you?" Nick asked, "Why you can call me Mr. Tickle" "Mr. Tickle?" Nick said frighted, "Why Yes, and I am going to tickle you senseless for a good while." "NO, PLEASE DONT, PLEASE DONT TICKLE ME!" Nick Pleaded, "To late" Mr. Tickle said as he pressed a button on a remote control. Just then, the table dissapeard and the bounds that Nick was in pulled him up so now he was restraind standing. Mecanical Hands came out and ripped Nicks shirt off him, exposing a hairless chest and armpits, and beautiful tiny nipples. Another pair of mecanical hands came out and pulled Nicks socks off, exposeing his bare feet. Then the hands pulled off his pants, leaving his in just skin tight red boxers. Next, andother pair of hands came out and put a blindfold on Nick. Then Rubbing Oil was dumped on Nick, making his skin more ticklish and silky smooth, then Nicks arm restraints pulled him back, streatching him back. Tightening his skin. Then, Mr. Tickle walked behind Nick and said, " Are these armpits ticklish?" Then His dug his hands into Nicks armpits,
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHNOOOOOOSTOOPPPPPPPPP THAT TICKLLLLL EEDSSASHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAHAAASTSOOOOP!!!!!! Mr. Tickle kept this up for 10 mins before letting Nick catch his breath. Then Mr. Tickle...