inspiration? write some chorothy in which someone refuses to admit they are ticklish. cute tickle attacks and tummy nuzzles ensue.
“Charlie/Dorothy ‘I swear I’m not ticklish at all!!’”
“I’m not.” Dorothy stated matter-of-factly.
“I don’t believe that for a second!” Charlie wiggled her eyebrows, “Everyone’s a little ticklish at least.”
Dorothy insisted, “I swear, I’m not ticklish at all!”
“Why don’t you prove it?” Charlie grinned, pouncing forward and sending the both of them tumbling in the grass. She used the surprise from the sudden attack to her advantage, getting on top of Dorothy and grasping at any spot she could reach. Dorothy was squirming under her to get away but no giggles slipped from her lips.
Charlie only took this as an invitation to try harder. She scribbled fingers over Dorothy’s middle and squeezed up her sides. Still nothing.
She finally got a response when she got her fingers under Dorothy’s arms and wiggled them, making the brunette clamp her arms down and smile a bit. A minute or so of this and the dam finally seemed to break. Dorothy was giggling.
“Ha! I knew it!” Charlie exclaimed, trying more places like her neck and tummy. Now that she had gotten Dorothy to laugh, her resistance was lower and more spots were eliciting a response.
Charlie leaned down to lay on top of Dorothy, wiggling her fingers slowly against her tummy to keep her giggling.
“Okay, maybe I’m a little ticklish.” Dorothy laughed.
“Maybe just a little.” Charlie winked.
“But you know…” Dorothy began, “I think I know someone here who is far more ticklish than me!”
Charlie couldn’t escape her grasp and soon found herself giggling like crazy, and she couldn’t have been happier.