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When you woke up, your head felt heavy, like it was full of rocks. You tried to pick it up, but then you found out that you couldn't move your head.

As a matter of fact, you couldn't move at all!

You saw that you were trapped in some wooden pillory and ankle stocks, and no matter how hard you tried to pull your ankles back, you were stuck.

Not only that, but your mouth was covered with tape and a black cloth.

You continued to struggle, and then you heard a door open and saw someone come down the stairs to the room you were in.

It was your neighbor, and he was carrying a duffel bag.

"Struggle all you want, my friend, but you're here until I decide I'm done with you.", he said.

He patted you on the head like you were some kind of pet, "But I'm happy you're awake, dear. I was afraid I'd hit you so hard, you'd never wake up.", he said.

He sat down behind you and put the bag down.

"But enough talking. It's time for your punishment."

You heard the sound of unzipping, and you waited for a moment for him to dish out whatever punishment he had in store for you.

...Then you felt something soft and tingly move against your side.

Was that a feather? Or was it a feather duster?

You let out a surprised squeal under your gag, and when it happened again, you shook your head and held your breath.

This psycho was gonna tickle you as a punishment, but you wouldn't give in. You wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing you suffer!

"I can wait, dear.", he whispered into your ear.

You still held your breath, but then the feather duster went faster against your side, and then it made its way to your bellybutton, and you just lost it.

You couldn't hold it in anymore, and you just broke, a stream of giggles coming out of your mouth through your gag.

This went on for a few more minutes, and the feather duster kept making its way all around your belly, sides, and your neighbor even started using his fingers, and that made you laugh harder.

Suddenly, he discarded the feather duster and started using both of his hands, but he went up to your armpits.

That was much worse.

You couldn't stand it, it was too much! His fingers dancing all around your underarms sent your nerves on a rollercoaster! He was really making sure you learned your lesson.

You just wished he found some other way to do it. Anything but this! This was too much.

It was so much, you forgot for a moment that you were wearing a gag, and you started begging for mercy.

"Oh, what're you saying, dear? I can't understand you.", he said, mocking you.

This man was so dead when you got out of this!

But who knows when that would be? For all you know, he could keep you here for hours. Maybe even days. He was making it very clear that this punishment would go as long as he wanted.

Finally, he let up the assault on your underarms, allowing you to catch your breath for a moment.

But your relief was very short lived when you heard something buzzing behind you. You could've sworn you recognized that sound, and it sounded like...

AAAAHHHH! AN ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH!

By the time those vibrating bristles pressed against your underarms, you knew you were fucked.

He moved the toothbrush slowly across your right underarm, and when he was done there, he moved it to the other one, repeating the same process.

All the while, you kept moving and trying to make the sensation less intense than it already was. Your tummy was starting to hurt from laughing so much.

Speaking of your tummy, you felt your neighbor move the vibrating bristles down there, all over your tummy and sides, and that only made the struggling worse.

You let out a loud squeal through your gag as the vibrations made their way to your navel.

Holy shit! It tickled so much! You didn't think you could possibly be tickled any worse than this, but it seems like your nerves had a long way to go.

He finally turned off the toothbrush and removed it from your belly, and you took the time he used to go in front of you to catch your breath.

When you realized that he was in front of you, you also realized what was about to happen.

Oh God! Not your feet! Anywhere but your feet! Please!

You closed your eyes and braced yourself for what was about to come, but nothing came yet. No tickles.

Instead, you felt him rub a cool substance on your feet, toes, and in between.

Baby oil.

To be honest, it felt kind of good. It felt really good. Maybe it was his way of apologizing to you for putting you through so much torture.

Boy, were you wrong.

As you felt yourself relaxing, you didn't see him pull out the toothbrush again, and you didn't realize it until it was too late for you to beg.

That's when you realized why he was rubbing baby oil all over your feet. It was to make your feet more ticklish and sensitive.

You let out another squeal as the relentless assault on your body continued. Tears began to flood your eyes, and you were cursing your neighbor out so much for gagging you, because you couldn't scream like this!

Even so, you still did. You screamed, begged, and you still struggled even though you were stuck.

You kept moving your feet, trying to keep the toothbrush away from your poor soles. But that's when your neighbor suddenly grabbed your foot and pulled something else out of the bag.

It looked like yarn.

He started tying your big toes together, and then he pulled the rest of your toes back and tied them to a few loose metal holes in the ankle stocks you were in. The only free toes you had were your pinkies.

Now that your feet were completely immobile, you couldn't fight back or move away from the tickling.

But your neighbor didn't use the toothbrush. Instead, he took something else out of the bag, and you saw that it was a hairbrush.

Oh my God, you were so in for it now!

You screamed out loud as the brush made its way onto your sensitive soles and started moving up and down, left and right, in circles, fast and slow. It drove you crazy, to the point where you couldn't even think about anything other than the overbearing sensation all over your poor feet.

It was too much for your poor feet, and all you could do was laugh, scream, and try to free yourself from the pillory he trapped you inside.

As you laughed, you felt something else go in between your toes, and it made you scream even louder.

You saw through your blurry vision that your neighbor took out the toothbrush again and was now using it to brush in between your sensitive toes. You couldn't even clench your toes, because the rope around them was so tight, it was preventing you from moving your feet at all.

Tears began to fall down your face, and you continued to beg and scream for this relentless man to have at least a shred of mercy on your poor, ticklish body.

"Aww, look at you. So helpless, so immobile, so desperate.", he teased you. "You so badly want to scream for help, but you can't. Because not only have I gagged you, but I soundproofed the whole entire basement. You won't be going anywhere for a long time."

His taunts only made the tickling worse.

It was only a matter of time before he removed the brush from your feet, and a few minutes later, he started using sharp metal finger tip claws to torture your feet.

You couldn't take this much tickling! It was too much! You were almost running out of breath from laughing so much!

The tickling continued for some time now, and your neighbor kept torturing you in the worst ways possible.

He used the finger tip claws for a few more minutes, then he used more baby oil to heighten the sensation, then he took a sharpie marker out of the bag and started writing and scribbling on your feet, and then he used the brush and some water from the bag to clean them up.

The whole time, you were a squealing, begging, screaming, sweaty mess as you were forced to endure this torture.

Finally, you got a break. Your feet still tingled from the amount of torture this man put you through, but at least you got to catch your breath.

You felt like you were about to pass out, and you almost did, but then the sound of your neighbor pulling something else out of the bag woke you up.

"Oh, just looking for the key, dear.", he said.

Oh, good. He was gonna let you out of here.

As you tried to relax, you felt him rub your feet again, and it felt like he was putting more oil on them, and then something heavy being taped to your feet, and when you opened your eyes a little bit to see what they were, you saw that they were those little electric spinning brushes.

Oh God, he wasn't done!

Your neighbor turned them on, and you understood that he wasn't letting you out.

As you laughed, you saw that he was leaving the room, going up the stairs, and sparing you one last glance before shutting the door.

You begged through the gag once again, screaming for him not to leave you in here, but your pleas fell deaf on ears.

All you could do was laugh and wait to pass out.

What have I done?

The only words that you could muster in your head as you were currently running through a hallway in your sizable house. In hindsight, you should have expected this outcome the moment you decided to do what you did; though that didn’t excuse the “regret” that you had doing it in the first place. 

Now here you are; standing in the middle of the living room in an adrenaline-filled panic, trying to find a place to hide. There was no way you were going to outrun what you did…but if you could hide from-

“Oh angeeeeeeeel~”

You’d feel a shiver run through your body as that slightly distorted purr invaded your senses…followed by the slow clicking of claws on the floor beneath you. Your eyes would widen as you scrambled to find a place to hide, any place at this rate! After a few agonizing seconds of hearing those clicking claws, you’d see the living room's coat closet beside you…it wasn’t like you had any other options at this point. You’d dart over to the closet and stuff yourself into its slightly filled interior, closing the door behind you as you’d tried your best to hold your breath…for the clicking started to get closer…and closer…until.

“Oh where, oh where has the naughty heretic gone~”

From the crack between the doors of the closet, you would see the figure of the voice you found yourself running from. A seven foot tall individual with a body that was made of the softest fur and colored and vibrant violet; while his hands and feet were that of a royal purple. The individual’s figure could be seen having traits and features similar to that of a feline, or rather, exactly like a feline. His hands had three fingers each; with each finger being shaped into fairly long, yet dull, claws. His feet would be that of paws that carried three toes each and looked to be as plush as a pillow. In fact, the entirety of the individual's body could be seen as fairly plush…something that was purposefully designed. His tall ears could be seen pointed up and twitching from the locks of short dreadlock-like fluffy hair that was on the individual's head. From the crack of the door, you could see his fairly long tail wave excitedly in the air as he stalked around the living room. He was wearing his signature outfit; consisting of white arm and leg warmers that were rimmed with golden collars. His crescent moon pendant would catch your eye as it gleaned from the blue star of the black tank top worn along his chest. But what would stand out to you the most would be the white irises from his black eyes that seemed to be scanning the entire room; eyes that looked to search for something…or rather…looked to hunger for someone…you.

Now while at first glance this seems like a terrifying situation, the reality is that you’ve been in this specific situation with Catnap a good few times now. Ever since you were able to free him from the grasp of the malicious Prototype and escape the horrors of the Playtime factory with the entire crew of smiling critters; it was obvious that the bigger body toys needed a lot of time to adjust to their new lives…some more than others.

Catnap was one of the critters that needed some more adjustment and time, for being under the Prototype's influence for so long had left some…unfortunate side effects to linger within the feline even after he was freed. While he was able to regain his sense of self and return to how he used to be, there were moments where the malicious influence would linger in the feline's subconscious, causing him to lose control of his emotions and actions. You and the other critters have begun to dub these moments “Frenzy Moods” and have been trying to find ways to assist the atoned feline. While you knew that it would be nigh impossible to get rid of these moods due to how long he’s been under such control; you decided that maybe the better course of action was to shift how Catnap handles these moods. It took trial and error but with the help of a certain caring canine, you had discovered the perfect way for Catnap to satiate his frenzy moods…

There was just one little hiccup when it came to this form of satiation; while it wouldn’t inflict any physical or mental harm, it would instead instill some rather…playfully exhilarating sensations revolving around a certain form of play that you and all the critters have come to share.

Such is why you had found yourself hiding in the living room closet; trying to evade the wrath of the feline. For the moment you saw that he was in one of his Frenzy Moods, you had the genius idea to provoke him by going on and on about how much of a shame it would be if he were to catch you. Now…did you regret making the choice to egg the feline on? Of course not! You were grateful you were able to help him find ways to transition into his new peaceful life and were happy with how well he was doing. But you would never get used to how much adrenaline would course through your body when you found yourself being the target of Catnap’s Frenzy Mood.

“Come on angel, I know you’re around here somewhere,” Catnap would lull as you saw him stalking closer and closer towards the closet, “my claws are just itching to get a hold of you, and I may never want to let you go, though if you come out right now, I’ll maybe consider going easy on you…maybe~”

It took every ounce of strength you had to not squeak out as Catnap attempted to lull out your fluster. As he crept towards the closet you couldn’t help but shiver in dreaded anticipation. Did he know you were hiding here? Did he see you go into the closet and was just trying to draw you out? Curse this feline for being too good at hide and seek! 

As you saw one of his clawed hands begin to take hold of the door, you’d close your eyes and prepare for your doom as best as you could…

But you’d find yourself saved the moment a clatter was heard somewhere else in the house. A clatter that would rouse the felines attention and he looked away from the living room with a devious grin.

“Mhmhm clever little heretic, trying to drive my attention away,” The frenzied feline would coo out, “but you can’t escape me forever~”

With that, Catnap would walk away from the closet and bound towards where the sound had come from. You’d stay in the closet for a few more seconds until you were certain the coast was clear; cautiously taking a step out from your hiding spot as you breathed a sigh of much needed relief. Though that breath would have to be short lived, you knew it would only be a matter of time before the feline would come back, and you needed a new hiding spot. Once you collected yourself, you’d quickly dash from the living room and back into the hallways of the house, trying to think of where you could hide. 

Maybe you could hide out in Dogday’s room until Catnap’s mood passed over, You said to yourself as you continued walking, trying to think of options to escape from the felines wrath, or maybe Crafty had a prop she painted that you can use to disguise yourself, or maybe-

Unfortunately you’d come to realize that you weren’t really paying attention to where you were going as you planned. For your train of thought was interrupted when you suddenly bumped into something that was right in front of you…or rather…someone. It took you a minute to steady yourself before looking up to see who you bumped into…and your eyes widened.

Looking right back at you would be another seven foot tall figure carrying traits of a chicken; cladded in yellow colored feathers, with the only exception being the green colored plush on his stitched up thighs. Long wavy hair fluffing up as he turned around to see you; an orange and singular eye looking down to see your adrenaline induced look of “fear”.

Staring right at you with arms crossed, would be a curious looking Kickin Chicken…

A realizing Kickin Chicken…

A impishly smiling Kickin Chicken…

And as you saw that smile of his grow by the second, it didn’t take long for you to figure out what he was about to do.

You would begin to wave your hands trying to silence the mischievous chicken in a whispered panic, “Kickin don’t you dare or I swear I’ll-!”

“Heeeeeeeey Catnaaaaaaaap!~” Kickin would call out almost in song as he looked down at you with a knowing raised brow, “You’d never believe who I just found standing right in front of me!~”

“KICKIN YOU LITTLE-!”

Before you even had the chance to finish your sentence, a squeak would escape your lips as you felt yourself being grabbed by two very familiar purple hands. A blush would flare on your face as you began to hear a slightly distorted chuckle emanate from behind you. You didn’t even have to look behind you to realize that it was too late…and any attempt you thought you had of escaping was just blown away.

“Found you…my naughty heretic~”

In a blur; you found yourself being hoisted over Catnaps shoulder, trapped in his firm yet gentle grasp despite the attempts you made to wiggle out of his arms. The feline would look at Kickin with a playful smile as the chicken would share an almost identical grin.

“Thank you for finding them,” Catnap would coo with a impishly causal tone, “they’ve been trying to hide from me all day~”

“I can’t imagine why,” Kickin would respond with a shrug as he gave a wink towards the both of you, “You two have fun now~”

“Oh trust me…we will~” Catnap would muse as he began to make the trek back to his room with you as his newfound prey. All the while you would shout to the troublemaking chicken as he waved goodbye with a sly grin.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to make it back to Catnap’s room, although he ensured that every step he took was slower than usual just to draw out anticipation…the nerve of him! As he walked into his room and closed the door behind him, he’d give another distorted chuckle as he strutted over towards his large bed; all the while you’d try to reason with him as to not choose you to satiate his Frenzy Mood.

“C-Catnap l-listen we can talk about this,” You stuttered out as you felt the feline start to lift you off his shoulder, “You can just choose Dogday or Kickin. I’m sure they would be a lot more fun to get than–GYAH!”

Your sentence would be cut off as Catnap would carefully toss you onto his bed, making you yelp as you landed on the fluffy violet fleece blanket that was laid out on top of it. The feline's bed was unbelievably soft, his mattress was probably the squishiest and most comfortable out of all the critter’s bedrooms, which made sense given his sleep-centered nature. You felt yourself practically sink into the blanket as you laid on the bed…and for a moment…you swore that you could drift off to sleep without a care in the world.

Of course, that wouldn’t be the case as Catnap would soon climb up on the bed with you, making the slow crawl towards where you were laying down. The feline would situate himself right on top of you on the bed, sitting on your thighs while his legs pinned your legs together from under him. His devilish smile and excited eyes would look down at you as you soon found yourself trapped in the feline's grasp, any attempt you made at squirming out was rendered useless…he had you right where he wanted you.

“You should have thought of that before deciding it was a good idea to provoke me,” Catnap cooed as he’d reach a hand over to twirl a lock of your hair in his fingers, “Alas, what is done cannot be undone…you decided to go down this path naughty heretic…and now I need to punish you for it~”

“C-Catnap p-please,” You whimpered in one final attempt to appease the feline…knowing well that it was too late.

“No more talking,” Catnap purred before leaning his head down to your ear with a deep and smooth whisper, “All you’re going to do now…is laugh for me~”

“W-Wait wait Catnap please we can–GYEHEHAHAHAHA!”

Without warning, the feline would dart his hands towards your torso and begin to skitter rapidly along the middle of your sides. His claws poked along the sensitive skin that was covered by your shirt, moving his hands slowly up and down your sides while his claws skittered in a frenzy. The feline’s touch was dexterous enough to prod along your skin with just enough force to make your nerves spark like firecrackers…and the result would prove to be just what Catnap wanted. “EEEYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH C-Cahahahahahahahahatnahahahahahahap NOHOHOHOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” You squealed as those devilish claws attacked your sides as you squirmed under the feline’s grasp.

When you first discovered that tickling was a good way to help Catnap satiate the energy of his Frenzy Moods, you never considered just how much of a devilish “threat” it would make him in the long run. All of the critter’s had a fond enjoyment of tickling already, and Catnap fancied himself a rather impish ler to the rest of the critters while still being a sweet lee a good number of times. But whenever a Frenzy Mood hit, he turned into an entirely different being, a merciless tickle monster that wanted nothing more than to render his victim a puddle of helpless giggles until he was satisfied. Each of the critters along with yourself had fallen prey to the feline’s hunger a good number of times now, but it still felt like a new experience every time you were chosen to be his victim. This moment was no different, as you’d find yourself already squealing out in mirth, the feline wanted your laughter…and he was going to get it.

“Mhmhmhmh such a delightful sound your giggles are you naughty heretic,” Catnap cooed as his claws began scritching up and down your sides with devilish softness, his smile only growing wider by the second as he relished in the sound of your laughter, “I always forget how sensitive your sides are, my claws must feel sooooooo awful as they scritch and scritch and scritch away at them~”

You’d shake your head as you’d try to move your arms down to block the feline’s scritching claws, a bright blush on your smiling face from his accursedly flustering teasing. Despite being in a frenzy mood, Catnap’s strategic and dexterous style of tickling remained the same, heck…it probably just grew stronger whenever he was in one of these moods! Usually he’d like to draw out his victims' laughter with slow unbearable build-up, coaxing out small giggles to grow as he’d scritch and poke at just the right sensitive spots. With these moods, the feline still focused on such spots as he’d let his claws dance along them with precise grace; only this time there was no buildup towards that loud laughter, he’d just go straight for the good stuff from the get go. It was a miracle that he’d even kept your arms unbound this time, even if it was a slim chance at reprieve, it allowed you to swat at the feline's hands playfully as his claws continued to scritch your sides. While it was unfortunate to get captured by the feline, you couldn’t help but find these moments a lot of fun…even if it was at the cost of being tickled to pieces.

“Gyehehehehahahah-AHAHAHAHAHA G-Gehehehehehehet OHOHOHOHOHOHOFF,” You’d shout through your laughter as you attempted to grab the feline’s wrist in a last ditch effort to halt his attack, “C-Cuhuhuhuhuhuhuahahahaha-CUHUHUHUT IHIHIHIHIT ohohohohohout yohohohohou bihihihihig fuhhuhuhurball!”

Catnap would simply shake his head in mock disappointment as he saw you try to hold his wrist as his claws skittered upon the tops of your sides. “Tsk Tsk Tsk, such harsh words with brash behavior, such a shame angel,” Catnap mused with a faux tone of disappointment, “To think I was going to let you off easy…oh well~”

The devilish feline would proceed to move his claws away from your sides, only to reverse your grip in order to hold your wrist in his hands. Catnap would then slowly raise your arms above your head, crossing your wrist over each other as a means to keep your arms together; which would help him further as he used one one to keep your arm’s pinned down above your head. Your eyes would widen as the only means of defense that you had was now taken away from you, squirming under the feline in anticipation and “fear” for what was to come…you really shouldn’t have jinxed it 

“It does allow me to get creative in punishing you though,” Catnap would add as he begun to move his free hand towards one of your raised arms, his claws slowly wiggling in the air, “Having you so defenseless like this leaves so many wonderful spots exposed…just…like…this one!~”

As he finished talking, the feline's hand would land right on the center of your underarm and begin skittering upon the taut skin in a playful flurry. Each of his three claws would prod along the center of your hollow with ticklish vigor, ensuring that every touch felt as sensitive as the last. So much so, that your eyes would widen as a loud squeal erupted from your lips from the newfound wave of ticklishness that invaded your nerves.

“HEEEYAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!” You’d shut your eyes you squealed and shook your head from the devious felines ticklish methods…but in truth…you were having the time of your life, “YOHOHOHOHO-You're so mean, You’re so MEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAN!”

“Mhmhmhm oh you think that is mean…oh my sweet little heretic,” Catnap would muse as he lowered his head to nuzzle your ear in a sweet yet mischievous whisper, “You haven’t even begun to see how mean I can get~”

To prove his point, the feline would redirect his tail towards the end of the bed, just where your sock-clad feet were positioned under his weight. Now you couldn’t see just exactly what the impish critter was planning, but it didn’t take long for you to feel something rather fluffy begin to brush up and down your soles. Catnap’s tail was fairly soft and fluffy despite how thin it was, and while it wasn’t poofy, its slender shape allowed the feline to press his fluff directly onto your feet and allow it to seep through the wool that was protecting your soles. “Kitchie Kitchie Koo angel…this must feel soooooo mean huh,” Catnap purred as he continued to skitter his claws along your underarm while his tail played with your soles, “N’aw but you look absolutely adorable mhmhmh look at that big smile of yours, so cuuuute~”

“SHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-SHUHUHUHUHUDDUHUHUHUHUHUP!” You’d squeal out as you’d shake your feet from that fluffy tails attack, you didn’t really mean what you said, but good god was this feline good at getting you flustered, “YOHOHOHOHOHOHOUR TAHAHAHA-Tahahahail ihihihihis tohohoho FLUHUHUHUFFIHIHIHIH!”

You didn’t know how long the critter’s been tickling you, it seemed to feel like hours, but in reality it had only been close to thirty minutes. And as the tickling continued, Catnap’s Frenzy Mood seemed to be relaxing a bit, as his flurry of tickles had started to slow down slightly. This unique form of tickle therapy was working its magic as intended…but there was just one more thing that needed to be done to really remedy the feline’s frenzy.

“Mhmhmhm I think I know exactly what will help satisfy my hunger…something that the naughty heretic can provide,” Catnap would muse as he began to slowly lower his face towards your torso, using his nose to push your shirt up as a means to reveal the bare belly that was hiding underneath, “And that’s a nice…sweet…oh so sensitive snack~”

From the moment you felt your shirt begin to be pushed up, you knew exactly what the feline was going to do. And as he confirmed his intent with that devilish tease of his, your blush would spark into a deep scarlet hue as anticipation built up to its limit from the ticklish onslaught. But at the same time…you couldn’t help but feel that exhilarating adrenaline rush that fueled you with such fun and joy whenever the feline was in a Frenzy Mood. It was never a dull moment whenever you spent time with any of the critters, and Catnap was no exception to the joy he brought within your life, you were so glad you were able to save him…and indulge in such fun like this.

“Wait wait wait Catnap don’t you dare, don't you da-EEEEYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” 

Within an instant, the feline would push his face right onto the middle of your belly before beginning to softly nibble along the exposed skin that was hidden from him. His nibbles were quick and light but held just enough ticklish pressure to release all those butterflies that were trapped within your belly. He wouldn’t relent on your other spots in the slightest; Continuing to skitter his claws along your underarm and brush his tail across both of your soles; essentially trapping you in a tickle hug where your sensitive nerves were shifted into overdrive. And as you whipped your head back on the bed to release an primordial squeal of mirth…you knew that Catnap got what he wanted.

“YEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH PLEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHASE,” You howled as bucked and arched under the feline’s ticklish clutches, small tears of mirth beginning to drip from your eyes, “IHIHIHIHIHIHIH CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T IHIHIHIHIHIHIHI-IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAHAHAD.”

Catnap simply continued to nibble along your belly as he relished in the loud laugher that rang from your adorable smile. In truth, the feline’s Frenzy Mood had been satiated the moment he began to brush his tail along your feet, but he couldn’t help but want to see just how loud you could get. He adored your laugh, he adored your smile, he adored that he was able to bring happiness to the angel that saved his life and the lives of his closest friends and partners. He wanted to repay that kindness any chance he got, and playing these games was one of his favorite ways to say thank you, besides…he knew you liked it.

“Mhmhmhm such a delicious treat this belly is…I could snack on it for hours,” Catnap would coo between nibbles, his voice now shifted from its distortion into a smoother soft tone, “You never fail to be such an adorable playmate angel, mhmhmh, I could just keep you here all day~”

Now as fun as an idea like that sounded, you knew that you couldn’t hold out forever. Exhaustion began to creep on you as you continued to laugh yourself silly from the ticklish onslaught. Your bucking and squirming began to slow down until you just took every ticklish poke, nibble, and brush that the feline unleashed; and soon you decided that it was time to call it quits.

“GYEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MOHOHOH-MOHOHOHOONLIHIHIHIHIHIGHT,” You squealed out between bouts of laughter as you looked the Catnap with watery pleading eyes, “MOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOONLIHIHIHIGHT PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHASE!”

The feline’s eyes would widen as soon as he heard the safeword, understanding that you needed a break instantly. Without a second of delay, Catnap would lift his head from your belly as he looked down at you with a gentle smile of care and a nod of comfort. He’d release the grip on your wrist in order to free his arms as he shifted himself off of you. Taking a moment to lay down on the bed beside you and gently pull you into a hug, wrapping his arms carefully around your exhausted body as a means to ease you. 

“Shhhhhh-Shhhhhh there we go,” Catnap would whisper into your ear as he moved a hand to gently rub your belly, shifting all his efforts to provide the best aftercare possible, “Breathe slowly angel…breathe slowly, it’s okay…you did amazing.”

You’d let yourself be taken into the feline's gentle embrace the moment your arms flopped down from where they were held. Small tears lingering on your face as your smile never faded from the ticklish onslaught that you had to endure. Soft residual giggles would escape your lips as you attempted to steady your breath, using Catnap’s gentle whispers as your guide. The massage to your belly provides extra comfort as you feel yourself snuggle closer into the critter’s plush hug, releasing a hum of pure comfort.

“M-Mhmhmhmhm…y-yohohohu nehehever fail to be s-sohohoho evil when you’re in a frehehehenzy mood,” You’d stutter out between your giggles, looking up to Catnap with a soft smile of fluster nestled close to him.

Catnap couldn’t help but chuckle as he nuzzled against your neck with a gentle coo in his voice, relieved to see that you were okay…but still wanted to tease you a bit more, “I don’t see you complaining about it, something tells me you had just as much fun as I did~”

You’d feel your blush spark a bit as you hid your face in the feline’s shoulder, which earned another chuckle from Catnap, but you’d soon wrap your arms around his with a slow nod of acceptance. “I-I dihihihihihid, it was a blahahahast,” You admitted as you nuzzled Catnap’s cheek with a soft tone of your own, “Thank you for that Catnap.”

Catnap would purr as he snuggled closer to you, a soft smile on his face as he raised a hand to wipe. a tear of mirth from your eye. “Thank you for saving me, Dogday was right,” the feline would whisper with true happiness in his voice, “You really are an angel.”

You’d smile softly as you took a moment to nod at the critter while the two of you relished in each other's comfort. Since the day you were able to save the critter’s from their unfortunate fate, your life had truly become one filled with fun, adventure, and unpredictability. Every day would bring about new memories to make with the crew that sees you as their angel…and frankly…you see them as angel’s themselves…

“Sooo,” Catnap mused with a little giggle, “Wanna get back at Kickin together for ratting you out like that?~”

“Oh Absolutely,” You answered before giving a little yawn as you snuggled against the feline, “But…let's take a little nap first before I get my revenge.”

“Mhmhmhmhm…sounds wonderful to me,” Catnap purred as he would hold you close for a well deserved nap

…And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Ok this was fine! You survived Huggy, Mommy and Catnap, it couldn’t possibly get worse! Right?... At least that’s what you told yourself after you came down to the old train station that lead into the prison. Through the process of getting the power back on and reading the notes you found along the way about Riley, you were exhausted. Riley had mentioned something about a key to the station and hiding it somewhere. It took a minute but you managed to find the key…and Riley… You looked at the corpse with pity as you felt for the poor child, she hid the key in her stomach.

You took a deep breath and took the key from Riley “thank you Riley, rest in peace” you said paying your respects to the child. You got down from the compartment and used the key to open the door to the control system. Once inside you were able to figure out the code and start up the train. This was it! Your entrance to the prison! You jumped into one of the compartments and the door shut behind you, it wasn’t long before you felt the train start to move as the gears creaked starting to move.

You felt your body relax as the train began to move along the tracks towards the prison. Then the tv came on, the sound caused you to turn to face the small television in the corner of the compartment. It was static at first, then the frequency made an ear piercing noise forcing you to cover your ears from the painful sound. Then an eye came on, along with a voice. “Mmmm, Now what’s this?” the voice spoke as the eye seemed to look you up and down, you uncovered your eyes as you stared at the TV in surprise.

What was going on? Who was this? “Do I feel something squirming its way beneath my skin?” the voice asked as it stared at you again. That voice…why did it seem so familiar to you? “An invasive foreign little germ? After all this time?... Ah, but I see…” you took a slight offense to being called a germ but there wasn’t much you could do about that. You took a few steps forward to the TV as the eye continued to watch your every move and blink, as if it was a real person staring down at you. “You.” “Woah!” You cried out as you tried to keep your balance while the train made a turn on the tracks. “Well, little germ, lets make a game of you~” you yelped as the train compartment continued to shake making you lose your balance as you tried to keep your footing.

“You’ve blundered along the shadows above, and only managed to squirm all the way down here but by the barest skin of your teeth.” You struggled as you stepped around trying to keep yourself standing while the voice spoke taunting you and the compartment shaking. That’s when you realized why the voice was so familiar. It was Dr. Sawyer. You met him before when you worked in the company years back when Playtime was still running. But you were told he had been terminated, guess not. “There are now shadows that would be of use to you. Not even the ground beneath your feet is yours.” Before you could even say anything you were knocked on your back to the floor. Wait, where was your grabpack?

You looked around frantically before you found it being held up by wires and far from your reach. “There are no places you can hide. Not from me~” The doctor laughed as you suddenly felt your wrists being grabbed by something, you looked over to find more wires grabbing you and keeping you to the floor. You struggled as the wires grabbed your ankles and restrained you to the floor rendering you somewhat helpless. “Sawyer let me go!” you cried as the eye looked surprised “you…I remember you, you were that annoying employee that interfered with my experiments!”

Oh…he still remembered that. “Oh little germ, the trouble you just got yourself into is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced” the doctor sounded angry, you felt fear rise in you as wires sprouted out from the box and approached you and began to slip into your shirt. You shut your eyes tight for the pain but jumped and started to…giggle? The wires had traced across your sides in their pursuit and caused a slight tickle which in turn had you giggling. The wires stopped and you looked up at the TV to see that the eye had been staring at you for a minute, as if in shock.

Then the TV flickered and the eye looked almost amused as you heard the doctor chuckle, uh oh. “So~ The little germ is ticklish?~ How amusing~” “S-sawyer! Let’s talk about thiHIHIhihihihihihihis!” You tried to plead with the doctor but was interrupted by the wires sliding across your sides and belly again, but this time they were actually tickling you. “S-sawyeheheheheheheher! Plehehehehehehehehease! D-don’t-“ “Don’t what?~ Tickle you?~ I’m afraid I can’t do that, I need to run my tests on you~” the doctor teased as he watched you laugh and squirm while the wires tickled you. You tried to negotiate with him, but your laughter wouldn’t let you, and the tickling didn’t stop either.

“Let’s try this~” the doctor spoke before you felt more wires slip into the sleeves of your shirt and started to tickle your underarms. You threw your head back laughing as you squirmed and tugged against your restraints trying to find someway out of your predicament, the doctor just laughed as he watched you writhe and laugh. “Tickle tickle tickle little germ~ Coochie coochie coo~ I wonder what really makes you tick~ What makes you laugh harder than anything else~” the doctor taunted you, it didn’t help that he used such childish teases to make the tickling worse.

“Sawyer plehehehehehehease! Please I can’t take ihihihihihihihihihihihihit!” “Oh how unfortunate for you~ But alas, you’re going to remain here until I conclude my findings on this weakness of yours~ Might as well get comfortable~” you couldn’t take it, with the tickling and the doctor taunts it only made the situation worse. But…you were sort of enjoying the tickling, not that you would admit though! Through your squirms and tugs you felt more wires slither into your shirt as they started to tickle your sides and belly even more. One went as far as to tickle your bellybutton as it circled the rim before diving in to tickle the bottom. You lost it, you began to shake your head laughing louder from the tickling as you tugged at your legs and wrists squirming.

“Oh?~ Did I find a weakness?~ A certain…tickle spot? As they call it?~” the doctor called out as he tormented you. “Let me gohohohohohohohohoho! No mohohohohohohohohore!” you begged hoping for some mercy “no more?~ Now why would you say that when you’re clearly enjoying this?~” “I’m nohohohohohohohohot!!” you were quick to defend yourself but the doctor just laughed.