Aphrah sauntered into the arena, her hips swaying in a seductive gait. She stood casually at the arena, a hand on one hip, as she waiting patiently for her opponent to arrive. The far door slowly opened, and a woman in a kimono stepped forward to join her. No, not quite a woman: she had nine fox tails bobbing behind her. Aphrah eyed them cautiously, realizing their potential as effective tickle tools. An imperceptible shiver ran down her spine as she remembered getting caught in a rather tickle grip wrapped in a mink skin rug. The dark elf imagined those tails would have a similar effect.
Hagoromo eyed her opponent silently as well. It was a lovely looking dark elf, with deliciously exposed skin. How did she expect to win if she was going to reveal all that ticklish skin? Either the woman wasn't ticklish, or she was a fool. Hagoromo very much hoped it was the latter, almost salivating as she looked over the taut curves on that dark frame.
The pair began to silently circle each other, both acting defensively and neither wanting to make the first move. Aphrah watched the fox woman cautiously, trying to identify some kind of weakness she could exploit. The dark elven woman was also trying to identify her first tickle spot to target. The kimono was an effective covering, much better than her own. Perhaps she could go for those feet, remove her footwear? Or maybe her best strategy was to try and remove that kimono as quickly as possible before even trying to tickle her? Aphrah hesitated defensively as she tried to come up with a plan.
Meanwhile, Hagoromo didn't have to worry about such things as removing clothing. Aphrah was already sufficiently exposed… at least for the moment. Although the nine-tailed fox did wonder what it would be like to expose and tickle Aphrah naked breasts, how ticklish they might be… and perhaps down below as well! But she didn't have time to fantasize, the present requiring her attention. She was so close to Aphrah now, and reached out with her fingers to try and squeeze the woman's sides…
But Aphrah dodged, hopping lightly away as she continued her defensive posture. But not to be deterred, Hagoromo turned and pursued her, reaching out for another attack! Again Aphrah dodged, hopping away as her pink eyes kept tracking Hagoromo's hand movements, her footwork, analyzing it for something she could exploit. There! She saw Hagoromo put all her weight on her left foot, leaning to one side as she lost her balance for a brief moment. Aphrah turned to strike, her long fingers reaching out to grab at the hem of that kimono...
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