Anna walked back into the apartment, taking off her winter coat while closing the door. “I'm back!” She yelled into the apartment. Her eyes scanned over the living space that she shared, noticing a lack of a redhead. She kept scanning the room, but was unable to see any signs of her roommate. The only thing she could find was her platform boots that were still resting by the bed. The other object that caught her interest was the box that the two of them found, and that Anna herself has been trapped in once before. What made the box special was the fact that there was a note that was not there before.
The black haired woman walked up to the box and carefully read the note. “You get one day with me inside the box. Use it wisely. - Kate.” It read. Anna's heart skipped a beat when she read the note. Her eyes lit up as she opened the box. When she did, she saw Kate with all her makeup, inside the mirror of the box. The woman's pale soles were facing the ceiling, wiggling slightly as the cold air hit them.
“It's cold! Turn up the heat!” Kate complained as she curled her toes defensively.
“I know a way to heat you up!” Anna said in a mischievous tone as she wiggled her fingers in view of Kate.
Her brown eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen. “No! No! No! Please don't!” She begged reflexively as her feet wiggled in an attempt to get away. However, it didn't stop Anna from descending her fingers on the smaller feet before her. Once her fingers made contact with the bare feet before her, Kate screamed out. “NAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHAHAHASE! DOHOHOHOHOHON'T!” She pleaded through her frantic laughter.
“Wow, I didn't expect you to be so ticklish. I think you got more ticklish as you got older.” Anna said in a teasing tone as her fingers danced all over the wiggling feet in front of her. The smile on her face stretched from ear to ear as she teased and tickled the feet relentlessly. Kate's screams echoed throughout the apartment. Her head shook from side to side, causing her red hair to become a mess within seconds. Her brown eyes went up to the top of the box as her mouth was constantly forced open. The feet wiggled frantically, scrunching up and wiggling back and forth in an attempt to get away.
“SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP! NAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU SUHUHUHUHUHUCK!” Kate screamed out while she leaned forward and back. However, she was unable to get away or hide her face. The tickling sensation overwhelmed Kate's brain while the teasing intensified it.
“Awwwwww. And you chose the day I had a Christmas party to go to. Maybe I'll take you with me.” Anna giggled out while her fingers danced just under the balls of Kate's feet, threatening to go higher.
“DOHOHOHOHON'T YOU DAHAHAHARE! HEHEHEHEHE I'LL KIHIHIHIHILL YOOHOHOHUHUHUHU!” Kate threatened through her frantic screams. The laughter didn't stop escaping her lips, only increasing as the ticklish torment continued.
“Awwwww, don't worry. I'll be the only one to tickle you. I wouldn't want to share you with anyone.” Anna said as she dipped her fingers between the toes, causing shrieks to come out of the box. “And don't worry. It's Rob's party. He does a good job looking out for me.” She explained.
“STIHIHIHIHIHIHILL! HAHAHAHAHAHA NUHUHUHUHUHU! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOT THAHAHAHAHAT!” Kate screamed out as she tried to disappear from view. However, the mirror kept her in view as her head leaned back.
The tickling sensation kept going for a few more seconds before Anna pulled her fingers away. Kate took the opportunity to regain her breath. Her eyes looked down to the bottom of the mirror in a daze. Her feet scrunched up and rubbed each other to force the tickling sensation away.
“Okay. I think I'll head out. I need to do something before the party. I'll see you in a bit.” The black haired woman said in a cheery tone as she pressed the two buttons on the box. When she did, Kate's pale feet became immobile with clamps around her toes. Meanwhile, no more sound came out from within the box. Kate began to protest, mouthing insults and threats in an attempt to get Anna to stop. However, it didn't stop the black haired woman from closing the box.

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My Tickle One-Shots
Ficção GeralThis is a book containing multiple of my One-Shots. Every chapter is a different story that won't need context.