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MidReal Story
Tickle Games: Secrets Unveiled
Anonymous
May 14
Scenario:A game about tickle boys' feet
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Jamie Peterson
1man,curly brown hair,short,tickle tools belt,colorful casual shirt,jeans
Leo Thompson
1man: dark brown hair,short cut,tall,lean,casual blue shirt,jeans,sneakers
Sarah Jennings
1woman,long blonde hair,bright eyes,tickler's uniform,colorful
I was a little bit of a mischievous kid.
I loved to play games, and I loved to have fun.
I was always looking for the next big thing, and I was always looking for something that would make me laugh.
One day, I found the perfect game.
It was called foot tickling, and it was the best game I had ever played in my life.
It all started when I was in school with my friends Leo and Sarah.
We were all sitting around talking about what we wanted to do when we got out of school, and I mentioned that I had heard about this game called foot tickling.
I told them that it sounded like a lot of fun, and that we should try it out sometime.
Leo looked at me like I was crazy, but Sarah thought it sounded like a blast.
She said that she would love to play foot tickling with us, and that she thought it would be a lot of fun.
I’ve always been the kid that liked to have fun.
I was always the one that would come up with new games and new ideas, and I was always the first one to jump in and start playing.
So when I heard about this game called foot tickling, of course I was all for it.
I had never played before, but it sounded like a lot of fun, and I was definitely down to give it a try.
It all started one day when I was hanging out with my friends Leo and Sarah.
We were sitting around talking about what we wanted to do after we got out of school, and we were all sharing our hopes and dreams for the future.
Leo said that he wanted to be an actor and travel the world, and Sarah said that she wanted to be a journalist and write for National Geographic.
I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, but I knew that whatever it was, I wanted it to be fun.
That’s when we started talking about how important it was to have fun and to laugh every once in a while.
That’s when I told them about this game I had heard of called foot tickling.
It was a game where you and your friends would take off your shoes and socks, then sit in a circle and tickle each other’s feet until someone laughed or gave up.
It sounded like a lot of fun, and I thought it would be a great way for us to have some laughs and let off some steam.
Plus, I’d always wanted to try foot tickling, so this seemed like the perfect opportunity.
I told Leo and Sarah that we should play foot tickling sometime, and see if it was as hilarious as it sounded.
Leo looked at me like I was crazy, but Sarah thought it sounded like a blast.
She said that she would love to play foot tickling with us, and that she thought it would be a lot of fun.
So we decided to give foot tickling a try.
“What do you mean, tickling feet?”
I asked, looking at Jamie like he’d lost his mind.
“Exactly what it sounds like,” he replied with a grin.
“We all sit in a circle and take turns tickling each other’s feet until someone laughs or gives up.”
Leo looked at me doubtfully, as if he wasn’t quite sure he believed Jamie’s explanation any more than I did.
He may have been shorter than us—well, everyone was shorter than Leo—but Jamie was a notorious prankster who loved nothing more than coming up with wild ideas for games that he knew we’d never agree to play.
Jamie’s grin widened.
“Come on,” he wheedled.
“It’ll be fun!
You can’t tell me you’ve never wanted to know what it feels like to have your feet tickled.”
I laughed at that.
Jamie had me there—I wasn’t sure what it felt like to have my feet tickled, but then again, I’d never spent much time wondering about it either.
I was curious, though, and if there was one thing about me that everyone knew, it was that I was always up for something new and exciting.
“What do you think, Sarah?”
I asked, turning to our female friend, who’d been listening with wide-eyed interest as Jamie explained how foot tickling worked.
She grinned at me, her bright blue eyes sparkling with excitement.
“I think it sounds amazing!”
she exclaimed, clapping her hands together eagerly.
“Can we play it now?
When she turned her gaze on me, her eyes were practically glowing with anticipation, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the look on her face.
She was so adorable when she was excited about something, her long blonde hair bouncing around her shoulders as she spoke and her bright eyes lighting up with glee at the thought of having fun.
I loved being able to make her happy, and if playing foot tickling was going to do that, then I was all for it.
As long as it wasn’t too weird, that is…
“But why do we have to tickle feet?”
Leo asked, breaking into my thoughts and frowning at Jamie in confusion.
“I don’t get it.”
Jamie held up a hand as if to silence him, but I could see the mischievous twinkle in his eyes and knew he was about to make some smartass comment or sarcastic remark about how Leo’s brain wasn’t working properly again, so I kicked him under the table before he could do it.
“Ow!”
he yelped, glaring at me in surprise as he rubbed his shin where my foot had just connected with his leg.
“What was that for?”
I gave him my best “don’t you dare” look and shook my head pointedly at him, giving him a warning glare that clearly told him not to say whatever it was he’d been about to say just now.
Thankfully, Jamie seemed to get the message and choose his words more carefully this time as he explained further what foot tickling entailed.
“The idea is that we all sit in a circle,” he said slowly and clearly, as though trying to make sure we both understood what he was saying this time, “and one person lays down while everyone else tickles their feet at the same time.”
Leo frowned at him again, looking thoroughly confused.
“But why feet?
Why can’t you tickle somewhere else?”
he asked, gesturing vaguely at the rest of his body.
“I mean, I have other places too, you know.
Wouldn’t it be easier just to tickle those?”
Jamie shook his head and made an exasperated noise, as though Leo were being particularly dense and not understanding what he was saying.
“Dude, it’s way more fun if you tickle feet,” he said firmly.
“The whole point of the game is that you’re supposed to make the person laugh, and it’s really hard not to laugh when someone’s tickling your feet.
Trust me, I’ve played it before and I know from experience—if you have more than one person tickling your feet at the same time, you’re gonna laugh.”
The idea of having multiple people tickling my feet at the same time made my stomach do a little flip-flop, and I felt my face start to flush as I imagined what it would be like to be in that position.
I couldn’t deny that it sounded like it would feel really good, but at the same time, the idea of being so completely helpless—while someone else had complete control over my body and was torturing me with tickles—was downright terrifying.
I swallowed hard and tried to concentrate on what Jamie was saying.
“Besides, it’s not like you have to do it naked or anything,” he continued, and I felt myself relax slightly at that, glad that he’d read my mind and realized what I was thinking.
“You can wear clothes, or even your shoes if you want to.
It doesn’t really matter, because you’ll still feel it just fine either way.”
Leo looked at him with interest, cocking his head to one side and raising an eyebrow in surprise.
“So what do I win if I don’t laugh?”
he asked curiously, and Jamie smiled at him.
“Nothing,” he replied cheerfully.
“It’s just for fun!”
Leo looked at him dubiously, no doubt wondering why on earth anyone would volunteer to be tortured by tickling for no reason at all, but Jamie just shrugged and said, “You’ll see when you try it.”
Which I took to mean that he thought Leo would soon understand the appeal of foot tickling for himself once he’d experienced it firsthand.
When the bell rang, signaling that we had just a few minutes left before our next class started, I suggested that we plan to have our little foot tickling party at Sarah’s house on Saturday afternoon, since she had the most comfortable couch and living room out of all of us.
Sarah grinned and nodded her head exuberantly, looking positively delighted that we’d be spending our weekend hanging out together and having fun.
As we walked to our next class, we agreed on a time—two o’clock—and Sarah promised to bring snacks with her, while Jamie offered to bring drinks as well as his own feet and hands for tickling purposes.
Leo wasn’t sure how much he’d be able to contribute, since he didn’t have any experience with tickling and wasn’t even sure if he’d be any good at it, but Jamie assured him that he’d show him what to do and make sure Leo was able to participate in the game as much as possible.
“Are there any other rules I need to know?”
Leo asked hesitantly, looking as though he was still a little unsure what to expect.
Jamie shook his head firmly.
“Just one,” he said sternly.
“Don’t wear socks, because we’re gonna be tickling you through them and it’s not as effective as if you were barefoot.”
Leo looked at him in surprise, but Jamie just nodded solemnly and said, “Trust me on this.
It’ll be more fun for you—and for us—if you’re barefoot, so make sure you don’t forget to take off your socks before you come over.”
Leo nodded his head in understanding, looking intrigued about the idea of being tickled by multiple people at once, though he was still clearly a bit nervous about what he was getting himself into.