Star Wars Tickle Novels & Stories

Colby whined. “It’s done now Colby.” I responded with a giggle. “Man I love to hear you laugh.” Beta Jax stated, and I blushed. “Same here. I’m still waiting on the belly laughs you used to tell me about.” Alpha Rowen said. “Tickle her, and you’ll get one.” Beta Jax advised. My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped. I started shaking my head quickly. No way was that going to happen. I could barely handle touch as it was, but tickled. Goddess no.

I said, escaping from our conversation. “Good luck, Frank! May the force be with you,” she laughed again, waving her hand and sitting in her chair to begin checking Sky’s schedule for tomorrow. “Star Wars marathon?” I asked as she loved to do a movie marathon with her husband. She rolled her eyes. “Starting from the Phantom Menace, but we can learn from Anakin, you know.” I raised my eyebrows, silently asking her what it could be and wanting to tell her we could learn more from Yoda than from him.

"Gah... It tickles me too much when you do that! It's still tickling!" Thail chuckles. "That's kind of the point." "It's cheating to use tickling against me!" I glare down into his face. His arms are folded underneath his head, and he is smirking. Which makes me frown. "Also, using your tail and your size counts as cheating!" "Nothing is cheating in war, my love." Thail looks massively satisfied, but the war is still ongoing. He has done it now! I won't accept defeat, not when he is looking so smug!

I looked behind me as Tamara flew to the bed, jumping on my back and wrapping her arms around my neck. “Help daddy, mommy is being attacked!” Nick turned, saw the other twin and reached for her, tickling her as well. We both rolled over, me being pinned by her, than having Thomas climb on me as well, both of them tickling me. “No…you…two…” I shrieked as Nick joined in. “STOP, please!” I begged, struggling to get free and breathe at the same time. “Ha, no one escapes the King of the Tickle Monsters!” He laughed even more as the kids grabbed each arm and Nick knelled over me, tickling my stomach.

(THE TEN COMMANDMENTS) “TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK.” HE whispers in a taunting tone as HE looks at the pendulum of the grandest clock that’s ticking its second hand in front of HIM. With HIS eyes reflecting unto its glass and the mirror that’s showing HIM the very reality of the current world that HE is watching over and right now. HE draws a sinister smile, as HE whispers. “Pauleen, Kyle, Winona, Emie and finally Haruna.”

"Twerking it is." Sparkle played lively music while the entire Thompson twerked their way to winning the game. She said, "Twerk higher! The secret is how to push those butts out and twerk it!" In the concluding moments of the second game, Evan let down Lucas' team as he could not empty two balls from his box in time. "Dad! Twerk your ass off!" Lucas begged. "You can do it, Dad! Push it up a little," Lily encouraged. "Harder, Grandpa!" Aiden encouraged.

shifting away from his side but he pull me back closer and started tickling me making me laugh harder "Oh my God, please stop" I begged "Are you ready to kiss me" he asked still tickling me Why do I have to be ticklish, I can't breathe and his finger on my body is sending tingles all through my body and soul "please" I pleaded again but he didn't stop "Are you ready" he asked again

He amped up the tickle meter, receiving even more pained giggles from her. “YOU’RE SO ANNOYING!!! STOP!!!” She was sure that she would stop breathing at some point if he didn’t. “I don’t know. Should I? This is a lot of fun.” His smile only grew wider by the minute. “Will you two stop flirting?” Logan suddenly interrupted with an unimpressed expression. The rest of the gang standing with him have also witnessed the tickle session. “We’re not—” the two best friends uttered at the same time.

Nicole coughed violently while covering her nose and mouth. Tigger, who had been quietly playing dead, scratched at her pocket. “Mama, I searched my database. It’s some kind of ancient sacrificial ritual.” Nicole’s heart went cold at the words. ‘Am I really going to die?!’ “Tigger, you’re a tiger, right? Can you pounce out and bite them?” Tigger was silent for a few seconds before speaking cutely. “Molly Stewart gave me 20% aggressiveness in her original design, but after the Great God Maverick remodeled me, my aggressiveness became zero. Mama, you can pounce and bite them yourself…”

She asked as she looked at him, slightly puzzled. “Yes and no,” he said as he ran his fingers through her hair and spread it out on the pillow behind her. “We are still human, just different from most humans. However, we are the same as well. I know it is hard to distinguish the hows and whys of that statement, but I know you know that already. Our kind is rare. Very rare. I have done a lot of research on the fact they mostly end up with total humans, and as far as I found, you and I may be the first pair of star dust children who ended up together. We will be on our own timetable. Our human side has its higher needs that have to be met, but so does our star dust side. I did notice that star