Phoebe got up from her seat and silently crept closer to Paige. The latter seemed to be lost in thought as she gazed out through the window, not even catching sight of Phoebe's movements out of the corner of her eye. Smiling, Phoebe moved closer until she was presented with easy access to Paige's sides.
Not waiting longer than necessary, Phoebe reached out and dug her fingers into Paige's sides, wiggling them into the smooth bare skin just beneath the line of Paige's shirt. Immediately, Paige jumped and began trying to twist away but Phoebe was too quick for her, she kept a firm hold and stepped to the side, keeping behind Paige's back, making it difficult for her sister to defend herself. All the while the kitchen was filled with Paige's giggles.
Paige's efforts to escape began to grow frantic as Phoebe continued to tickle her sides. Once or twice she came very close indeed, meaning Phoebe had to almost cling on to stay beyond her reach.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO PHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEBS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEESE"
The two witches wrestled their way into the living room and eventually collapsed onto the sofa. Unfortunately for Paige, Phoebe landed on top, thus maintaining her advantage. Using her knees to hold her sister down, Phoebe began to glide and wiggle her fingers across Paige's exposed tummy, paying particular attention to the area around the bellybutton. She knew this was one of Paige's most sensitive spots. Paige's arms were still free but due to her hysterics she barely had the strength to lift them as she bucked and squirmed under Phoebe's nails.
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