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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Fantasy · #1904620
You are a sorcerer experimenting with Tickle Magic, emphasis on the word "experimenting"
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Chapter #5

She submits!

    by: The Kev Author IconMail Icon
Knowing that laughing or giggling through the sentence will not be an accepted submission, she is forced to stop her self from laughing long enough to say it.

As you ruthlessly torture her armpits, she says, slowly, clearly, but with a desperate little quiver in her voice:

"I was spying on a much better wizard and I deserve what I get"

"Yep, you do!" you say, casting "ghost self", a spell that creates a shadow of you that does exactly what you're doing when cast, in this case, torturing Laura's helpless armpits"

"What! NOHOHOHOHOHO!"

"oh, you're right!" You say. She gasps thinking that relief is on the way, but instead you tickle her bare feet, and cast "ghost self" again. As she screams with laughter and begs for mercy you takeoff her bra.

"No!" She says with a flash of rage, a quiver is still in her voice but her anger subsides the laughter momentarily. "Don't you DARE play with my nipples!"

"You're in no position to give me commands" you say as you lightly pinch and roll her nipples between your thumb and forefinger. She lest out an "uuuuuh!" that sounds more like a desperate moan of passion than a giggle. You cast "ghost self" and she suddenly finds all her worst spots being tickled and played with at once, it's too much and she begins to babble incoherently through moans and giggles...

"ohnoplease! ohpleaseno! Isubmit! igive! pleaseilldoanything! ohplease stop! igive ireallymeanit! ireallyreallymeanit! plzplzplz!"

You walk around to look her in the eyes, a desperate, horny, pathetic look staring back at you. Her arms over her head just letting the hands work over her nipples and armpits. Her feet offering no resistance.

You walk over and kiss her on the forhead. "you do this stuff to me all the time so I don't even want to hear it" you say leaving the room. As you close the door you hear more incoherent babbling and begging and you feel SO much satisfaction.

Where to now?

You have the following choice:

1. Go to the arena

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