The Renegade's Choice
To malcolm's surprise, the dragoness didn't say anything, just observing as the ork scaled her chest like a mountain climber, shivering as the small hands and feet tickled her ribs.
The Star and His Photographer
He tilted it to the right, then the left, just making it bend a little bit, letting the fluff on top of his feet tickle the shaft as the warm sole on the bottom worked the side of it. "heh, that's it...just let me have a bit of fun here..."
Chapter 1: Magical Mishaps for Clueless Crisp
He was trapped, only able to dance on the strange strings that kept running along his feet, tickling, teasing, and weirdly squeezing. the wolf stomped his feet on everything, grinding them against the ground, clicking his heels together even.
The Bitch
His feet tickled slightly as the white fur finished folding over his skin and then ached as they stretched out, black pads pushing out beneath heel sand digits.
Triagonee Dragon and the Perverted Ladies.
He laughed, feeling her toe from her right foot tickle and stroke his chin before going back to tickling him. ''aaaaah, this is so much fun, using my feet to tickle him! i'm so addicted to him and his ticklish body!
A Little Game [PATREON]
He could endure the foot tickling decently well, despite his hairless paws being unprotected from each caress of the spinning brush. the employee had found his most vulnerable area- the fuzz around his knee- and was relentless in focusing on it.
M/M - Cat in the Wall - 7
"th--" "-- tickle my feet! tickle my arches and between the toes! tickle my pads! tickle them until they're pink and you're happy master!" london's face flushed as red as his poor tortured soles.
Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 2
Something thin and menacing ran across the pads of his feet, tickling him as it dragged across his sensitive sole. everett squirmed as his father spoke again, "while you played your game. you said kill those...what was it again?"
The-Booth3a.txt
Then down to scrub his foot, tickling the sole, making sure i get between his toes with the lather. his brown eyes are wide as i rinse them off well - then pop one into my muzzle, sucking on the blunt-clawed digit.
Tabitha Crane, Chapter IV: Mystery Dance
His feet tickled the surface of my palm a bit. ciaran sat down cross-legged in the center of my hand, resting in the groove of my palm. curling my fingers inward a little, i lifted him gingerly off the surface of the nightstand.
Naughty Game Night
A push to his stomach as he was on his back, the little figure underneath crawling suddenly over his body, though he'd had felt kiro's legs press up against his ribs, feet tickling against his arms.
The Nameless
Cyan said as he closed his eyes again, feeling chianti's furred feet tickle his as they brushed by his. it was plenty dark in the hut due to the thickness of the skins used to cover the ceiling, and her assistance had gone nearly completely unnoticed.