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AmethystSheep
After I finished my part of our art trade last week I had an idea to continue the part of the story. This one features Mags trying to get revenger at Bolt for tickling her but it doesn't go as planned and in the end...well you'll know the rest once you read it X3 Enjoy.
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An hour later passed inside Bolt the Wolf’s house with the time being around 3:10 P.M. with no clouds in the sky still. Inside of the house he is sitting on his tan colored sofa watching television after playing his Nintendo DS an hour ago. He chuckles a little bit at the program that he is watching as he fixes his glasses. Minutes later the program that he is watching goes to commercial and when it does he stands up on his two feet and stretches his arms into the air.
“Oh man that is some funny right there,” he said putting his arms. “Oh that’s right I wonder how she’s doing down there.”
Bolt went right back on the sofa as he looked behind the sofa to see a sheep woman at age 21 lying on the floor on her stomach and her name is Margaret Christian or Mags. He had met Mags in the park in the small suburb area where he lives. The two had talked for a little bit in the park a few hours ago and talked about their drawings and such. This then led them introducing their drawings (Mags mostly) and led Mags to Bolt’s house which he tickled her feet without mercy by tying her up in the kitchen to the chairs that were in the kitchen.
“I should probably get her off the floor.”
He was about to get off of the sofa when his ears perked up. He turned around and saw that his program was back on so he sat back down on the sofa watching the program with a somewhat smile on his face as he glanced at his moderate sized television. “As soon as my program is over,” he said chuckling to himself.
Around 3:20 P.M. with Bolt still watching his program there was something happening behind the sofa. Behind the sofa, Mags had awoken from being tickled on her soles a little while back as she placed her right sheep hand with five fingers on her forehead trying to remember what happened. “Oh geez what happened to me,” she asked herself in thought. “Wait a minute I remember now.” She moved her eyes and started glaring behind Bolt’s head and then pouted her cheeks.
“Ooooooh you think you can just tickle my feet like that and get away with it Bolt? No way man no way.”
Mags got on her knees and started crawling out from the living room and made her way into the kitchen as she stood on her sheep like feet with five grey toes. She then tip toed towards the back door as she opened the door and made her way outside stepping onto the grass. “Now I just have to find something that I can teach Bolt a lesson for,” she said making her way over to the right side of the house. “But what can I use to-”
She didn’t finish because Mags had tripped and fell face first on the grass as she was about to yelp but covered her mouth just in case Bolt heard her. “That was too close,” she said quiet. “But what the heck did I trip over?” She got to her feet as she looked below in the grass to see some sort of rectangular device on the floor. She grabbed the rectangular piece and picked it up revealing to be a brown rectangular stock with two holes and two hooks on top. She nodded her head and smiled.
“Bolt I’m sooooo going to get you for what you did to me,” she said to herself quietly.
Moments later she made her way back into the kitchen but had the stocks in her two hands but she had to actually pull the stocks inside of the house and through the back but before she made her way inside she checked through the back window and saw Bolt still sitting down on the sofa watching his program as she opened the back door quietly walking inside pulling the stocks inside the house.
“Bolt won’t see this coming at all once I get him for tickling me,” she said quietly to herself. “I’m going to get him in these stocks and tickle his feet like crazy. This is going to be so much fun.”
She giggled as she continued pulling the stocks into the kitchen however she suddenly stopped because something was in her way as she spun around to find Bolt standing right behind her with his hands in his pockets. “Sooooo Mags you’re finally awake from that tickling I gave you,” he said taking his hands out from his pockets. “And now I hear you say you’re going to tickle me is that right?”
“N-No I was planning to r-really I wasn’t,” she said nervously dropping the stocks on the kitchen floor. “I-I-I was actually planning t-t-to…”
Seconds later Mags already found herself sitting on one of the chairs she was sitting on before but this time she looked and saw that her ankles were inside the stocks with her feet sticking out from the other side. “Oh no…not again not again!” She tried getting up but her waist was already tied around the chair along with her two wrists which were behind the chair with the same rope. Moments later Bolt stood in front of her with a smile across his face.
“B-Bolt please not again please I’m begging you not again please!”
He just stared at her not saying a word but kept that same smile on his face as he grabbed the chair she was tied to. Seconds later Mags found herself in the middle of the living room however things were slightly different. She still had her wrists and waist tied to the chair however the stocks were now placed on top of a foot stool and to make matters worse for Mags her two big toes were tied against the stocks so she wouldn’t be able to move.
“So Mags…are you ready,” he asked as he raised two red feathers from his hands.
“N-No please d-don’t!”
He got on his knees as he placed the feathers against Mags’s heels. “N-No don’t do it Bolt please!” All the begging in the world wasn’t going to save her as he began stroking the feathers against her soles moving them up and down her soles as she busted out laughing already shaking her head. “This will teach you a lesson Mags on getting revenge on me,” he said.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA BOLT I’M SORRY AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY AHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T DOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO THIS TO ME PLEASE DON’T DO THIS AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Sorry but you brought this on yourself Mags by plotting to get revenge and now you must pay.”
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA N-NO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE DON’T AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DO THIS TO MEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE AGAIN AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY I’M SORRY AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAHAHA!”
This continued till 3:50 with tears already streaming down Mags’s eyes as she continued to laugh and continued to be tickled on her soles with the feathers provided by Bolt who continues to tickle her. While stroking the feathers up and down her soles he decides to move the feathers up to her toes and tickles in between her toes.
“GAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH GOD NOT MY TOES NOT MY TOES AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE P-PLEASEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH GOD I’M SORRY BOLT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Sorry isn’t going to help you Mags,” he said as he continued to tickle in between her toes some more. “Should have thought of that before you started planning your revenge against me even though it failed.”
“P-PLEASEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE S-STOP AHAHAHAHAHAHAH BOLT PLEASE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I-I DO ANYTHING JUST STOP IT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH GOD STOP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
A second later Bolt stopped tickling her with the feathers as she started gasping for air. She thought he stopped tickling her but what she didn’t know was that Bolt was just getting started. “Oh Mags look at what I have.” She lifted her head as her eyes widened with terror. In both of Bolt’s hands he had two pairs of dry colored paint brushes. “I wonder how you’re arches would feel if they felt these babies.”
“Oh no…n-no not those…anything but those!”
He snickered as he placed the tips against both of her arches and began tickling her arches with the paintbrushes with his fast speed which drove Mags’s nuts beyond belief as more tears streamed down from her eyes down to her cheeks as her arches were being tickled.
“WAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOD OH MY GOD AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT MY ARCHES PLEASE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE NOT MY ARCHES OH GOD AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Heh serves you right Mags this will teach you to plot revenge against me.”
“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY I’M SORRY AHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE FORGIVE MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE BOLT PLEASE I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T STAND THIS ANYMORE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Around 4:30 is when the tickling had stopped. Bolt had placed the two brushes on the floor as he took a good look at Mags. Her head was titled off the right side with some parts of her hair covering her eyes. Her head had twitched a few times and she was lightly panting. As he continued to watch Bolt was staring to feel a little bit guilty about what he had done to her.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have gone too hard on the poor girl,” he thought. “Maybe I should do something to make her feel better…nah I’ll just tickle her more and I know just the trick too.”
He stuck out his wolf tongue, moved in close to Mags’s right foot sole and placed his tongue against her heel. Mags felt a chill down her sheep spine as she lifted her head to see Bolt’s tongue on her right heel sole and saw him licking up to her toes which made her start to laugh but her laughs were small and no tears were streaming down her cheeks. Once his tongue reached to her toes he licked down slowly to her heel once more and then continued licking up and down listening to Mags’s giggling but noticed something about her.
“Hm? She’s blushing but she’s giggling…is she enjoying this or what?”
Mags’s cheeks were pink but she was still giggling as he continued licking up and down her right sole. He continued to lick on her right sole for a good six minutes as Mags continued giggling shaking her head back and forth lightly. Bolt then made his attention over to her left sole as he licked the same way he did with her right sole. He moved his eyes up and saw the same blushes on her cheeks but also heard and saw her giggling.
“Ok seriously I can’t tell if Mags is enjoying this or this tickles her,” he said in his head. “She’s one weird sheep girl.”
For the past thirty minutes Bolt spent the time worshipping Mags’s feet in the stocks while learning to her giggle. While he licked her soles he still continued to notice the blush on her cheeks and across and wondered if she was enjoying this or not. He didn’t hear her begging to stop but just continued anyway because he was enjoying the licking to her soles anyway.
Later around 4:50 P.M. Bolt was sitting on his sofa in the living room still playing his DS when he turned his head to the right and glanced at Mags who was living on her back gasping for a little air with her legs spread as well as her arms. He looked down at her feet and noticed her toes were twitching and then glanced back at her and still saw her cheeks pink. “Sooooo you alright down there Mags?”
“…I’m fine.”
She slowly got to her feet as she sat down on the sofa next to Bolt but had her arms crossed. “That was dirty Bolt,” she said glancing her eyes at him. “Hey come on now Mags don’t be mad at me besides you had it coming. You were plotting revenge against me.”
“Hm I guess you’re right about that,” she said putting her arms behind her head.
An hour later passed in the house around 5:50 P.M. as Mags was heading out to leave. “Well I have to be going now,” she said as she gathered her drawing stuff. “Bolt it was very nice meeting you.” He nodded at her. “Yeah it was very nice meeting you too Mags. Have a safe walk back home.” She nodded as she was about to step out from the home but then turned back around to Bolt. “Say do you have a cell phone?”
“Yes I do,” he said pulling his black cell phone out from his right pocket jeans.
“May I see it please?”
He nodded as he handed her his cell phone. Moments later she handed him back his cell phone with her phone number inside. “Call me sometime Bolt we can hang out or even I’ll call you.”
“Sure sounds awesome Mags.”
She smiled as she made her way out of the house waving goodbye to Bolt as he was waving goodbye to her back. Outside of the house Mags made a left turn in the suburb and was now walking up a small hill with a smile on her face. “Something tells me I’m going to have to watch out for him.”
Mags © AmethystSheep
Bolt © mine
AmethystSheepAfter I finished my part of our art trade last week I had an idea to continue the part of the story. This one features Mags trying to get revenger at Bolt for tickling her but it doesn't go as planned and in the end...well you'll know the rest once you read it X3 Enjoy.
Can't open the file? Read it here:
An hour later passed inside Bolt the Wolf’s house with the time being around 3:10 P.M. with no clouds in the sky still. Inside of the house he is sitting on his tan colored sofa watching television after playing his Nintendo DS an hour ago. He chuckles a little bit at the program that he is watching as he fixes his glasses. Minutes later the program that he is watching goes to commercial and when it does he stands up on his two feet and stretches his arms into the air.
“Oh man that is some funny right there,” he said putting his arms. “Oh that’s right I wonder how she’s doing down there.”
Bolt went right back on the sofa as he looked behind the sofa to see a sheep woman at age 21 lying on the floor on her stomach and her name is Margaret Christian or Mags. He had met Mags in the park in the small suburb area where he lives. The two had talked for a little bit in the park a few hours ago and talked about their drawings and such. This then led them introducing their drawings (Mags mostly) and led Mags to Bolt’s house which he tickled her feet without mercy by tying her up in the kitchen to the chairs that were in the kitchen.
“I should probably get her off the floor.”
He was about to get off of the sofa when his ears perked up. He turned around and saw that his program was back on so he sat back down on the sofa watching the program with a somewhat smile on his face as he glanced at his moderate sized television. “As soon as my program is over,” he said chuckling to himself.
Around 3:20 P.M. with Bolt still watching his program there was something happening behind the sofa. Behind the sofa, Mags had awoken from being tickled on her soles a little while back as she placed her right sheep hand with five fingers on her forehead trying to remember what happened. “Oh geez what happened to me,” she asked herself in thought. “Wait a minute I remember now.” She moved her eyes and started glaring behind Bolt’s head and then pouted her cheeks.
“Ooooooh you think you can just tickle my feet like that and get away with it Bolt? No way man no way.”
Mags got on her knees and started crawling out from the living room and made her way into the kitchen as she stood on her sheep like feet with five grey toes. She then tip toed towards the back door as she opened the door and made her way outside stepping onto the grass. “Now I just have to find something that I can teach Bolt a lesson for,” she said making her way over to the right side of the house. “But what can I use to-”
She didn’t finish because Mags had tripped and fell face first on the grass as she was about to yelp but covered her mouth just in case Bolt heard her. “That was too close,” she said quiet. “But what the heck did I trip over?” She got to her feet as she looked below in the grass to see some sort of rectangular device on the floor. She grabbed the rectangular piece and picked it up revealing to be a brown rectangular stock with two holes and two hooks on top. She nodded her head and smiled.
“Bolt I’m sooooo going to get you for what you did to me,” she said to herself quietly.
Moments later she made her way back into the kitchen but had the stocks in her two hands but she had to actually pull the stocks inside of the house and through the back but before she made her way inside she checked through the back window and saw Bolt still sitting down on the sofa watching his program as she opened the back door quietly walking inside pulling the stocks inside the house.
“Bolt won’t see this coming at all once I get him for tickling me,” she said quietly to herself. “I’m going to get him in these stocks and tickle his feet like crazy. This is going to be so much fun.”
She giggled as she continued pulling the stocks into the kitchen however she suddenly stopped because something was in her way as she spun around to find Bolt standing right behind her with his hands in his pockets. “Sooooo Mags you’re finally awake from that tickling I gave you,” he said taking his hands out from his pockets. “And now I hear you say you’re going to tickle me is that right?”
“N-No I was planning to r-really I wasn’t,” she said nervously dropping the stocks on the kitchen floor. “I-I-I was actually planning t-t-to…”
Seconds later Mags already found herself sitting on one of the chairs she was sitting on before but this time she looked and saw that her ankles were inside the stocks with her feet sticking out from the other side. “Oh no…not again not again!” She tried getting up but her waist was already tied around the chair along with her two wrists which were behind the chair with the same rope. Moments later Bolt stood in front of her with a smile across his face.
“B-Bolt please not again please I’m begging you not again please!”
He just stared at her not saying a word but kept that same smile on his face as he grabbed the chair she was tied to. Seconds later Mags found herself in the middle of the living room however things were slightly different. She still had her wrists and waist tied to the chair however the stocks were now placed on top of a foot stool and to make matters worse for Mags her two big toes were tied against the stocks so she wouldn’t be able to move.
“So Mags…are you ready,” he asked as he raised two red feathers from his hands.
“N-No please d-don’t!”
He got on his knees as he placed the feathers against Mags’s heels. “N-No don’t do it Bolt please!” All the begging in the world wasn’t going to save her as he began stroking the feathers against her soles moving them up and down her soles as she busted out laughing already shaking her head. “This will teach you a lesson Mags on getting revenge on me,” he said.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA BOLT I’M SORRY AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY AHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T DOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO THIS TO ME PLEASE DON’T DO THIS AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Sorry but you brought this on yourself Mags by plotting to get revenge and now you must pay.”
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA N-NO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE DON’T AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DO THIS TO MEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE AGAIN AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY I’M SORRY AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAHAHA!”
This continued till 3:50 with tears already streaming down Mags’s eyes as she continued to laugh and continued to be tickled on her soles with the feathers provided by Bolt who continues to tickle her. While stroking the feathers up and down her soles he decides to move the feathers up to her toes and tickles in between her toes.
“GAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH GOD NOT MY TOES NOT MY TOES AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE P-PLEASEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH GOD I’M SORRY BOLT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Sorry isn’t going to help you Mags,” he said as he continued to tickle in between her toes some more. “Should have thought of that before you started planning your revenge against me even though it failed.”
“P-PLEASEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE S-STOP AHAHAHAHAHAHAH BOLT PLEASE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I-I DO ANYTHING JUST STOP IT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH GOD STOP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
A second later Bolt stopped tickling her with the feathers as she started gasping for air. She thought he stopped tickling her but what she didn’t know was that Bolt was just getting started. “Oh Mags look at what I have.” She lifted her head as her eyes widened with terror. In both of Bolt’s hands he had two pairs of dry colored paint brushes. “I wonder how you’re arches would feel if they felt these babies.”
“Oh no…n-no not those…anything but those!”
He snickered as he placed the tips against both of her arches and began tickling her arches with the paintbrushes with his fast speed which drove Mags’s nuts beyond belief as more tears streamed down from her eyes down to her cheeks as her arches were being tickled.
“WAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOD OH MY GOD AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT MY ARCHES PLEASE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE NOT MY ARCHES OH GOD AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Heh serves you right Mags this will teach you to plot revenge against me.”
“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY I’M SORRY AHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE FORGIVE MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE BOLT PLEASE I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T STAND THIS ANYMORE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Around 4:30 is when the tickling had stopped. Bolt had placed the two brushes on the floor as he took a good look at Mags. Her head was titled off the right side with some parts of her hair covering her eyes. Her head had twitched a few times and she was lightly panting. As he continued to watch Bolt was staring to feel a little bit guilty about what he had done to her.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have gone too hard on the poor girl,” he thought. “Maybe I should do something to make her feel better…nah I’ll just tickle her more and I know just the trick too.”
He stuck out his wolf tongue, moved in close to Mags’s right foot sole and placed his tongue against her heel. Mags felt a chill down her sheep spine as she lifted her head to see Bolt’s tongue on her right heel sole and saw him licking up to her toes which made her start to laugh but her laughs were small and no tears were streaming down her cheeks. Once his tongue reached to her toes he licked down slowly to her heel once more and then continued licking up and down listening to Mags’s giggling but noticed something about her.
“Hm? She’s blushing but she’s giggling…is she enjoying this or what?”
Mags’s cheeks were pink but she was still giggling as he continued licking up and down her right sole. He continued to lick on her right sole for a good six minutes as Mags continued giggling shaking her head back and forth lightly. Bolt then made his attention over to her left sole as he licked the same way he did with her right sole. He moved his eyes up and saw the same blushes on her cheeks but also heard and saw her giggling.
“Ok seriously I can’t tell if Mags is enjoying this or this tickles her,” he said in his head. “She’s one weird sheep girl.”
For the past thirty minutes Bolt spent the time worshipping Mags’s feet in the stocks while learning to her giggle. While he licked her soles he still continued to notice the blush on her cheeks and across and wondered if she was enjoying this or not. He didn’t hear her begging to stop but just continued anyway because he was enjoying the licking to her soles anyway.
Later around 4:50 P.M. Bolt was sitting on his sofa in the living room still playing his DS when he turned his head to the right and glanced at Mags who was living on her back gasping for a little air with her legs spread as well as her arms. He looked down at her feet and noticed her toes were twitching and then glanced back at her and still saw her cheeks pink. “Sooooo you alright down there Mags?”
“…I’m fine.”
She slowly got to her feet as she sat down on the sofa next to Bolt but had her arms crossed. “That was dirty Bolt,” she said glancing her eyes at him. “Hey come on now Mags don’t be mad at me besides you had it coming. You were plotting revenge against me.”
“Hm I guess you’re right about that,” she said putting her arms behind her head.
An hour later passed in the house around 5:50 P.M. as Mags was heading out to leave. “Well I have to be going now,” she said as she gathered her drawing stuff. “Bolt it was very nice meeting you.” He nodded at her. “Yeah it was very nice meeting you too Mags. Have a safe walk back home.” She nodded as she was about to step out from the home but then turned back around to Bolt. “Say do you have a cell phone?”
“Yes I do,” he said pulling his black cell phone out from his right pocket jeans.
“May I see it please?”
He nodded as he handed her his cell phone. Moments later she handed him back his cell phone with her phone number inside. “Call me sometime Bolt we can hang out or even I’ll call you.”
“Sure sounds awesome Mags.”
She smiled as she made her way out of the house waving goodbye to Bolt as he was waving goodbye to her back. Outside of the house Mags made a left turn in the suburb and was now walking up a small hill with a smile on her face. “Something tells me I’m going to have to watch out for him.”
Mags ©
AmethystSheepBolt © mine
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Again, you didn't have to do this, but thank yoooooou. <3
You've really captured how unlucky my fursona is. I just hope Raf doesn't see it, because he's always going on at how clumsy I am. Me? Clumsy? Pssh!
And its true, in real life I do enjoy foot worship, but because I'm so ticklish, I end up giggling like crazy.
You've really captured how unlucky my fursona is. I just hope Raf doesn't see it, because he's always going on at how clumsy I am. Me? Clumsy? Pssh!
And its true, in real life I do enjoy foot worship, but because I'm so ticklish, I end up giggling like crazy.
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