Tickle Comic Novels & Stories

"Is the human bullying the big, bad demon?" Thail laughs in dark amusement, smirking at me. "You know that I could easily pin you down underneath me? Don't test my patience by teasing me, Talia," his tail circles around my leg. "I'm bigger than you, and I have something you don't—a tail!" I snort when he tickles the inside of my thigh. The idiot has learned where I'm ticklish, and I shoot off his chest like a bullet. "Oh my god, stop that!" I swat away his tail and brush invisible dust from my legs, hoping to make them stop tingling. "Gah... It tickles me too much when you do that! It's still tickling!"

a tiny Steele. Clark coughs. "Can we please stop talking about my brother's anatomy?" He covers his eyes as if Atlas was in front of us and he needs to shield his sight. Tilly's laugh fills the room. She has one of those deep, loud, jackal laughs that turn heads not with its pleasantness but because it sounds absolutely diabolical. I love my friend but I've seen her chuckle and make a baby cry. "SOOOOOO...." Tilly purrs, "Clark and I want to take you out for a celebratory lunch to toast the completion of your first day at work."

His focus was so profound that he failed to notice my approach. A devious smile played across my lips as I stealthily crept up behind him. The room was filled with the soft glow of the setting sun, casting warm hues across our cozy sanctuary. I drew in a silent breath, my fingers tingling with anticipation. I pounced. With lightning speed, my hands found their mark, mercilessly tickling Kai's exposed sides. His initial shock was followed by unrestrained laughter that filled the air, dancing like music notes around the room. His book fell to the floor, forgotten amidst the chaos of our impromptu tickle war.

His shadow is blocking the screen. "I don't care. You're in the way." I mutter, giving him a little push. "You're so mean to me Tina." He sulks but I don't look up from my comic. "Why do you keep disturbing me?" I groan. Suddenly, I feel tickles on my feet and I giggle. "S-stop it Hans! You know I'm ticklish!" I pant as I try to stop laughing. "Will you listen now or the tickle monster will tickle more." He threatens evilly.

And as if they were of the same mind, they all started licking Anom. Anom, who had been weak to tickling his whole life, felt like he was in a torture chamber. His voice sounded as if he were laughing and crying at the same time. The creatures took this as a sign of enjoyment as they included their nimble tail in this tickle tackle. He felt like he could die from laughing right now. Anom would have preferred it if they had decided to eat him instead. The creatures stopped after enjoying themselves enough, while Anom kept lying while taking deep breaths as he tried to suppress the horror he had just been through.

“Are you not big, Big man?” “That’s it, you’re getting the tickle monster.” I began tickling her, her laughter making the happiest I’ve been since the morning of her accident.

I swiftly changed the topic of conversation. "Are you experiencing any pain?" I used my fingers to gently touch various areas around his shoulder. "Ha... yes." "Sorry Sir," I withdrew my fingers. "And here?" I asked as I touched near his neck. "Hmm... no." "And here?" I inquired, aiming to determine where he felt the most pain when I touched him. To my surprise, during our initial encounter, he smiled. I hadn't realized I was tickling him, but my fingers had ventured into his armpit. It was at that moment, when he suddenly smiled and withdrew his hand, that I became aware I had unintentionally tickled him.

I take a hop backwards. “Don’t do what?” He scrunches his face, trying not to laugh. “Do NOT tickle me, Keller! Get me out of here!” I feel myself trying not to laugh with him. “Come on. It’s not funny!” “Are you sure, Pocket? Cause it looks pretty funny and you’re laughing at yourself.” He snorts as he puts his hands under the lights around my waist and squeezes, making me squirm. I squeal at the ticklish sensation. Keller raises his eyebrows and tilts his head at me. Just when I think it’s safe, he tickles me mercilessly, making me slip into his arms. He falls back on the floor, using his body to buffer my collapse.

Not a super well known fact by many, but I’m ridiculously ticklish and the spontaneous reminder definitely altered my earlier stance on keeping quiet about what I was feeling. “Pfftt....HEY! Hahahahaha c’mon, fine! Fine, just hehehehehe STOP! Don’t tickle ME! That’s hahahahaHAHA so FUCKED!” I squeezed my eyes shut and howled with laughter. Nimble fingers poked and prodded all over my midsection mercilessly, leaving me defenseless against the attack. She wouldn’t cut it out, and for some reason that pushed me into a strange realm of confused fondness.

" she breathed out and he laughed 'That hard huh? ain't a problem though. We cool right ?"he brought his arm for a shake She glazed at him and grinned "Cool as ice" she shook his hand. They both kept smiling at each other well Not until Tikka suddenly pulled his right ear "What the fûck Tikka!?!" he winced loudly feeling her dragging his ear "Shut up! This is just a reminder, don't ever tickle me again" she half-yelled emanating a wince from him