Oh no! Someone ratted you out to the tickle monster and now he lives in your closet and makes you pay rent to him for the storage space...in the form tickles!
"Its the first of the month, Y/N. you know what that means!"
He's come to collect uh oh... he's wiggling his fingers, hes looming over you with a coy grin, and youve fallen into his intricate trap! hes used your old clothing to weave a web to restrain you in! Ack! your splayed out spread eagle on your back, and you cant move!
his fingers flutter across your armpits, testing you.
"Hmmm. how about we make sure you've got all the ribs a human is supposed to have?" he teases, "You count"
"one, twohohohooo, threeeeehheheehe fouhuhuhuhooorrrr!" he begins to spider his fingers against each rib, back and forth, and up and down in an unpredictable pattern. He looks you dead in the eye when you break off into uncontrollable laughter.
"Aww too bad, you lost count. Start over, love,"
unfortunately for you, Youve never been proficient at counting.
But when you finally reach 12 on each side, breathless and exhausted from the exhiliration of the tickle session, he smirks.
"You know, I do recall you being late last month. Guess we'll have to take that into account this time!"
A sense of arousal and dread washes over you as he looms over your lower half. "I think I'll take my late fee out of your hips this time"
And he digs his soft, firm hands into your helpless skin, causing you to shriek with laughter. The sensation is unbearably ticklish. You squirm and writhe to get away, but he holds you down even more firmly, and scuttles his fingers along the inside of your thighs as well.
"Aww, you're really ticklish here, huh?" he teases, scribbling away. "How about we turn it up a notch?"
He peels away your underwear to reveal your erection. You catch your breath, blushing. "Aww, are you ready, my silly little tickle toy?"
You look away, but nod, as eager as ever for him to tickle you.
His fingers touch your balls, tickling them gently, along with your thighs, and shaft. "Tickle tickle tickle!" he coos at you, his long slender hands making you lose your mind in another fit of laughter.
" I want to hear you say it. Say 'I'm a ticklish boy!'' He crows at you mockingly. Youre close, but cant get the words out.
"Come on, whos my little tickle pet?"
"I ahahaaam!" you breathe, and finally let go, thrusting into the air.
"Good boy! Oh my goodness, you really do like being wrecked, dont you?" he says with a smirk.
"But we arent done yet. You missed a payment last spring!"
"Nohohohohooho! Ahahhaaahhahahaahaaa!" You descend into more giggles as he crawls over you, extending a hidden extra pair of arms. You might be here for a while. ;)