Pokemon-Born Again Prologue 1 by ShinyPika23, literature
Literature
Pokemon-Born Again Prologue 1
"Hello?"
".........."
"Are you okay?"
".........."
"Wake up!"
"...................."
"Come on, just get up, you silly Pikachu!"
"WAH!!"
I scream as I wake up, startled from two things: this voice that sounded like a girl's calling me a Pikachu, and something furry tickling my side. I sit up and calm down. How did that voice know I was a PokeManiac? And why did it call me Pikachu? I start to rub my eyes, thinking I'm seeing yellow. When I get focused, though, I still see it. On my hands. I look at them confused-like. Then I look at my whole body, which is all covered in yellow. No knees, either. Just stubby, fat legs leading to tiny, f
My Little Pony: Cupcakes +Tickle Version+ by Yoshachu, literature
Literature
My Little Pony: Cupcakes +Tickle Version+
Rainbow Dash finally gained her consciousness to see she was in a dark room. She tried to rub her head, but saw that her legs were tied down, as well as her head and waist. She suddenly remembered where she had experienced this before.
Well, she herself didn't experience it, but in a story she read, her best friend, Pinkie Pie, kidnapped her and turned her into cupcakes. She noticed how despaired her pink friend was when she found out what Rainbow Dash had read, even though she didn't understand why Pinkie Pie was so badly shaken up. Rainbow Dash knew Pinkie Pie would never harm her in any way, but why is she down here, strapped against her
Sakura's Tickle Torture by Thunder-Bolt, literature
Literature
Sakura's Tickle Torture
There was a smile on Sakuras face (older teen) as she was leaving her masters office as she was walking down the hallway. She had tickled her friend and rival Ino with the new justu that she had learned from Shizune.
That was so fun to tickle Ino but I have to be careful because Ino might try and get me, Sakura thought as she continued her walk down the hallway.
Sakura may have had the super strength like her master Tsunade but she was also ticklish just like Ino and she had a feeling that Ino might try and get her so she had to be on her guard from Ino.
As she left the hallway Sakura looked outside to see that the
Takato made his way to Rika's backyard. After having knocked at the door for several times the brown haired boy was tired of waiting. Entering the garden behing the house Takato noticed Renamon resting against a tree. The yellow fox digimon was sound asleep. Not wanting to disturb her Takato went to Rika's room to check for her.
Several minutes later Takato came back , breathing a sigh of frustration.
Rika wasn't home, which meant he had to wait till she was back. Takato looked at Renamon, a bored look on his face. Noticing her large paws he couldn't help but smile. Takato had always wondered if she was ticklish and now was his chance to
Misty lay on the back of her Lapras staring sleepily into the clear blue sky overhead as the sweet scent of the sea soothed her whole body, with a relived smile she looked around to see nothing but the tranquil blue ocean with no signs of civilisation in sight. In the clam isolation of the sea with the warm rays from the sun lapping over her soft skin she decided to completely embrace her surroundings and make the most of the precious peace. She sat up an stretched her arms before unclipping her red suspenders, unbuttoning and unzipping her tight denim hot-pants, letting her vibrant orange hair down, removing her yellow vest leaving her weari
Soul Eater:Makas Tickling PRT1 by sirvex, literature
Literature
Soul Eater:Makas Tickling PRT1
The door creaked open and from beyond its wooden frame stepped Moka into her apartment, she was clearly exhausted and looked although she could barley manage another step. Without a glance at Blair who sat comfortably on the couch or Soul asleep in an armchair Maka dragged herself to her room and entered through another door. Shutting it behind her Maka released a sigh of relief to finally be home, she sluggishly unbuttoned her coat simply letting it drop from her shoulders to the floor.
"I'll pick it up later" she told herself throwing her gloves, sweater and tie on top of it before edging closer to the bed. Maka finally sat down, she had