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Tickle monster [the closet] 20

Added 2024-10-06 06:10:57 +0000 UTC

Eleanor's hips bucked and twisted, her body trying to find some escape from the relentless assault on her belly button. She could feel the muscles in her stomach tightening, the sensation building into a crescendo of laughter and panic. Her legs kicked out, trying to find purchase on the floor, but the monster held her aloft with ease, his six arms supporting her with a strength that was surprising for his bulbous frame.

"Ah, ah, ah," the monster chuckled, his finger never leaving her navel. "You're fighting it, but we both know you love it." His voice was a mix of seduction and sadism, the kind of tone that sent shivers down her spine and made her toes curl. "Your little belly button is so sensitive, so perfect for tickling." His other hand had moved to hold her hip, his grip firm but not painful, keeping her in place as he continued to explore the depths of her stomach with his digit.