Chapter #5Sam's Tummy Tickling by: Unknown Despite his mortal fear of the bullying Sam, Freddie manages to summon up the cajones to surprise the tough little blond knockout on their show-set, where Carly’s older brother Spencer has stored the beginning of one of his sculptural artworks. At present, it is only a wall that appears coated in honey(actually a super-strong glue). Freddie coaxes Sam near to the wall-art, and then pushes her backwards into his sticky wallpaper trap.
Sam(waving her arms while falling back & yelling invectives) immediately finds her clothes are stuck fast to the gooey glue. Fortunately, she wears a cute white sleeveless hoodie over a long-sleeved, low-cut top. The forearm sleeves of her sheer top are caught at shoulder-level in the goo, along with the upper back of Sam’s hoodie. Her jeans are stuck tight to Freddie’s glue-trap, but only where Sam landed into the muck butt-first. Thus, she has some small wiggle room for her slender belly and torso. The way she has fallen back into the wall, Sam’s right leg was slightly raised, so that her knee is up slightly and the sole of the right sneaker is affixed to the trap. Her left leg is still free of the glue, though with her right leg so disabled, she dares not try to further affix her clothes to the sticky trap by trying to kick at Fredward.
Seething with rage(yet secretly flustered and blushing at being so helpless and threatened with tickling), Sam bluffs and hisses, “FredWEIRD! If you don’t get me off of here NOW, I promise I won’t kick your butt to tomorrow and back again later!”.
“Deal!”, laughs Freddie, realizing Sam’s semantic massacre before she does. Still, the cute jr. high-school hellion fights the sticky grip of the wallpaper trap, straining to pull herself away from the fast-holding strands of paste that leave her awkwardly restrained.
Gingerly avoiding the furious girl’s all-too limited reach, Freddie unveils a sign above Sam that reads:
TICKLE or DARE
Cranking up the Carly-cam, Freddie mounts it on a remote-control tripod, and then begins taping the proceedings as he hesitantly approaches the furious cutie.
Looking back at the camera, Freddie grins with delight as he gently rolls her slinky long-sleeved top up, exposing Sam’s sleek, helplessly sensitive belly and ribs to the all-seeing webcam. Thanks to her struggles against the glue that traps her clothes to the wall behind her, Sam is already practically coming out of her slinky capris. Freddie helps things along by undoing the top button on her pants.
Again looking back into the camcorder, Freddie calmly says(while Sam trashes in the background for all she’s worth), “Greetings iCarly fans, and welcome to a very special segment we call(he gestures with a flourish towards the sign) ‘Tickle or Dare’! Sam has agreed to be our test pilot for this little experiment. In each round of the competition, Sam will have a choice between a ‘Dare’ I have devised OR being ‘Tickled’ for a full five minutes instead!”.
And with that, Fred turns his attention to Sam, while remotely zeroing in with the Sam-cam on her from the hips up. “Freddie! Grrr!”, snarls the feisty blond babe, almost managing to free her left arm from the longsleeved top, but only managing to ensnared herself even worse. Fingers only inches away from her sleek, sensitive hips/midsection, Freddie says, “For our first round, you can choose between this cup of ants (again Fred gestures to a covered cup on the table nearby) in your pants, OR a tickling! Which will it be, Sam?”, laughs Freddie, one hand on the cup’s handle, the other mere inches from her right hip.
“Fredward, don’t you DARE get near me with that cup of ants, you little-“, begins Sam, “So, it’ll be some tickling?”, grins Fred, “NO!”, shouts Sam, unable(unwilling) to decide on either fate. “Okay, then, ants it is”, shrugs Fred, “NoNoNo!!!”, screams Sam, now thrashing desperately from left to right as much as she is able.
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