Tickle Story Requests 2

Case of the Stolen Keys

Emily was laying down in the living room. Her long red hair was a mess with some of it sticking out. Her green eyes were glued to the screen as she watched the romance moving that was playing. Her hands kept playing with her shorts and tank top.

Her bare feet rested on the table that was in front of her. On the table was a set cup full of soda, a bowl of candy, a set of keys, and her phone.

"Almost ready to go." She heard one of her older brothers say. She heard him enter the room and begin looking. "Emily, have you seen the car keys?" Her brother asked. His short black hair and blue eyes skimmed over the room. His black t-shirt and cargo shorts matched his sneakers.

"Nope." Emily said as she kept watching her movie. Her brother quickly walked out of the room and went into the kitchen. When he walked out, she took a quick glance at the keys on the table. She quickly picked up the keys with her toes and tossed it to her hands. Within seconds, she pocketed the keys.

A few minutes later, her second brother came in and looked at the table. "Hey, where's Dean?" He asked. His light red hair and blue eyes ignored everything else in the room. His light blue shirt and running shorts went with his running shoes.

"DEAN! SAM'S IN THE LIVING ROOM!" She yelled, ignoring Sam's question.

"Thanks." Sam said while hanging his head in disappointment. Within seconds, Dean ran into the room.

"Sorry." Dean said, "I couldn't find the keys."

"Em, have you seen them?" Sam asked.

"Nope." Emily responded. Dean and Sam both looked at the table and began searching the couches. At some point, they began to move the cushion Emily was on.

"Hey!" Emily said as she pulled her knees up to her face. When she did, the keys fell out of her pocket.

Sam was the first to notice the keys. "There they are." He said. Emily quickly spotted the keys and scooped them up. "Give them!" Sam demanded.

"No!" Emily yelled. However, she was quickly tackled to the ground by Dean. "Let me go!"

"Not until you give us the keys." Dean said he sat on her back. "If not we'll torture you until you do."

"Can't. I'm still underaged." Emily said gleefully. It was then that she noticed Sam walk behind her.

She kicked her legs for a few minutes, trying to hit her brothers. However, she felt Same get on top of them, only leaving her feet exposed. She kept struggling until she felt something gliding up and down the bottom of her feet. "No! Not that!" She begged before dissolving into giggles.

"Nothing wrong with tickle torture, right?" Sam teased as his fingers ran up and down his sisters feet.

Emily frantically squirmed morning beer her brothers while giggling. "NO! NO TICKLING!" She begged while trying to cover one foot with the other. Sam smirked as he kept tickling her feet. His fingers skillfully attacked whichever foot was on top.

"My my, so ticklish for a teenager." Dean teased as he pinned her with one hand and began tickling her right side with his other hand. Emily's laughter grew as another set of fingers were teasing her.

"STOP! PLEASE!" She begged.

"Only if you give us the keys." Dean teased as he dug his fingers into her sides. Combined with Sam tickling her toes, she was screaming her head off. Tears quickly formed in the ticklish girl's eyes.

"NEVER! I'LL NEVER GIVE THEM!" She screamed before dissolving into ticklish agony. She attempted to curl her toes, but Sam would just pull them back and tickle them again.

"Tickle tickle." Dean teased as she was being tickled, causing the girl to shriek in ticklish agony whenever he did it. She couldn't squirm under her brothers anymore. The rest of her energy was being used to produce laughter. She could feel her brothers dig their fingers into two of her most ticklish spots.

And then she went into silent laughter once she felt Dean's fingers tickle her ribs. Combined with the feet tickling and teasing, she was gone. She could only laugh, unable to form coherent sentences. She attempted to pull her arms down to protect her, but Dean had them firmly on her back.

After a few minutes of pure ticklish torture, the brothers stopped. "Ready to give us the keys?" Sam asked.

"N-no." Emily said while regaining her breath. Same immediately spread her toes apart and lightly tickled between them. The sensation caused Emily to scream. "NOT THERE!" She begged.

"I'll tickle your ribs again if you don't give them." Dean teased while Sam kept tickling between the poor girl's toes.

"NO!" Emily screamed. However, Dean began to tickle her ribs. He dug his fingers into her ribs, causing the girl to go into silent laughter. "STOP! STOP! OK! OK!" She mouthed

"Yes?" Dean asked as the two brothers kept mercilessly tickling Emily.

"Did we win?" Sam asked.

"YES! YES!" Emily managed to scream out through her ticklish laughter.

The two brothers stopped and smiled at the girl. Emily tiredly gave them the keys. "Thanks. Maybe next time we can tickle your bellybutton." Dean teased before they left.

"I hate you both." She tiredly said as the credits began to roll on her movie.