With a graceful twist of her body, Aphrah delicately reached out, using one finger to pull against Hagoromo's kimono, and to the Fox's surprise, gave it a strong tug, making her kimono fall down, exposing the Nine-Tailed Fox's pale belly and taut curves, as well as her breasts, which were barely contained in a lacy bra. the thief smirked, jumping backwards from the furiously blushing fox. "It seems I'm not the only one with the curves around here. Now that we both have areas of our body uncovered, I can't wait to tickle you all over that belly... You must be quite ticklish there, am I not mistaken?"
Regaining her composure, Hagoromo opted not to reset her clothing and gave a haughty laugh to the thief, who was quite surprised at this reaction. "You may have taken away the protection of my upper body, but don't you think you're missing out on something?" Glancing behind her the fox, Aphrah quickly tried to find something amiss, judging from the Fox's hint. "One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Six... Seven... Eight... Wait! Where is her last tail!" Now panicked, she turned her head, warily scanning around the arena for the missing tail.
"Oh you silly thief... While you were busy counting, you got so distracted you didn't see my tail move in closer towards you. Why don't you take a look at your feet, my dear thief?" With a sly smile, she gestured towards the floor, Aphrah turning her head to do the same. In that instant, something long and white lashed out towards the thief from behind Hagoromo, catching the gullible thief off guard. Before she knew it, two of the kitsune's many tails had caught her wrists, pulling them up and above her head. As she looked on, she saw the last Ninth tail sneakily appear from behind the fox's back, previously hidden by the other tails.
"You lied to me! You said that your last tail was at my feet!" Struggling, she didn't manage to break out of the tails wrapping around her wrists, their fluffy grip surprisingly tight. Covering her giggling mouth gracefully with a hand, Hagoromo walked closer towards the trapped thief. "But if you recall, I didn't say any of my tails were at your feet, am I not wrong? I merely suggested that you looked down at your feet, which you did, leaving yourself a very tempting target for me. Who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth? Now enough talking. Let's see how ticklish you really are."
Before Aphrah could protest, Hagoromo reached forward with both of her hands, and started to methodically squeeze the the trapped thief's wiggling hips. The nervous look on Aphrah's feminine face slowly turned into a small smile, before stretching into a wide grin, snickers and giggles already escaping the corner of her lips. "Why don't you let out all those giggles out? I'm sure your laughter is quite beautiful, isn't it, my dear ticklish dark elf? How about I help that tight lipped mouth of yours a little. It seems that it has trouble opening up, doesn't it?"
Mischievously, Hagoromo brought up two of her tails closer towards Aphrah's shaking head. One tail delicately traced across the elf's bare neck, while the other delicately started to stroke underneath her nose, in a ticklish attempt to make her sneeze and burst out into laughter.
"Come on, don't be shy you ticklish elf. Just relax, and let all your laughter out. I promise I won't tickle you that much if you do. I might even be willing to let you tickle me back." Even Aphrah could see though Hagoromo's blatant facade of lies right now, her joyous face continuing to enjoy her opponents squirming torment and resistance. She knew she had to do something, before she burst out laughing like a fool!
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