As soon as Kate landed at the bottom of the stairs, she saw her mom's worried look, but it was too late; her dad ambushed her from the side, and effortlessly scooped the teenager over his shoulder. In spite of her protests, it really wasn't long before Kate had her hands tied behind her back, was propped on the couch next to her mom, and had her feet tied up on a stool in front of her. Her dad began to peel off her socks while Kate rolled her eyes and looked up at her mom; the two smiled at each other with empathy.
Kate: Well, I should have seen that comiHAHAHAHAHAHA OH NOHAHAHAHAAA!!!
Her dad had begun to scrape his nails across her now-bare soles, sending Kate into a rolling laughter. Her mom, Nicole, chuckled as her daughter was torturred next to her, but then began to laugh out loud again as her husband switched back to her feet. Alternating between Nicole and Kate, Roger kept his fingers busy all over the soles, toes, heels, and arches, a typical routine that kept them guessing when their turn to laugh next was coming. And soon, he sat down in front of all four feet, and began to tickle all at the same time, sending his wife and daughter laughing together.
Of course, this wasn't out of the ordinary. Truth be told, he tickled them lots, and it was all in good fun. While much of the family's tickling happened between the sisters, their parents getting involved was always a matter of when, not if. And Roger knew the weak spots of his wife, and both daughters, very well. After stopping, and letting their laughter die down, he stood up and smiled.
"Well, let's get to the good part, shall we?"
Kate sighed, as did her mom.
"Oh boy, here we go."
Nicole looked over at her daughter's belly, bared because of the crop top she was wearing, and sarcastically remarked "well, maybe if you didn't go around showing your tummy off so much." But at that moment, her husband re-rolled up her own shirt, which had fallen down.
"And look where a full shirt got you, mom" was the reply.
Roger held his hands up, and arched his fingers like claws in anticipation. And after a few seconds of waiting for the torture, it came when he dug his fingers into their sides, quickly scurrying and running his hands around their ribs and bellies. The laughter this time around was louder, as their tummies were much more sensitive; Kate and her mom wiggled back and forth as they laughed themselves silly, almost falling off the couch a few times. They weren't so lucky as to escape, and their struggling only made their shirts ride up even more. Some times, by goosing them on opposite sides, he caused them to recoil towards each other, twisting and flattening their bellies into each other, which made it interesting when he dug his hands in to separate them. There was no alternating this time; both girls were tickled constantly for the whole of five minutes, before he seemingly came to a stop.
And held up his clawed hands, before changing them to just two hooked index fingers.
Kate and her mom didn't even get a chance to utter "oh no" before he dipped his fingers into their belly buttons at the same time. The innies were still hot spots, and as he spiraled and twisted around, Roger created a duo of laughter so hard that it was a wonder nobody had called the house and complained. He kept his position in both no matter how much they twisted and turned, and at one point, Kate fell over face-first onto the couch. This only ended up trapping the finger between her belly and the couch, and the tickling didn't stop for another two minutes. By this point, Kate's belly button was turning red; her mom's had already done so a while ago, who knows how much tickling she endured before her daughter got home.
*Ding dong!*
What a coincidence, her other daughter had just arrived as well.
"Dad, I'm home! I can here mom and Kate's laughter from the driveway, you're tickling them both, right?"
Roger smirked.
"Yeah, in the living room. Wanna join?"
"Sure!"
And of course...
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