"Hahahahaha! Stop! Stohohohohohop ihihihihit! Kyle! Aaaaahahahahaha!"
giggled Lilly Thompson while being tickled by her best friend, Kyle
James. The devious boy was tickling her sides with a happy smile and
enjoying her sweet laughter. Tickling Lilly was always something he
enjoyed quite a bit.
"Nope. Sorry Lil, too much fun to stop," Kyle replied with a devious smile.
"Hahahahaha! Well at leheheheheheast t-tihihihihihihickle mehehehehehehehe somewhere ehehehehelse! P-plehehehehehehease! Hahahahahahahahahaha! Eeep! Not the rihihihihihihihihihihihihihihibs!" Lilly giggled hysterically, wiggling around in the bus seat and trying her best to get away from Kyle's evil, tickling fingers.
Kyle grinned evilly at his cute, giggling best friend, she was always so beautiful when she laughed like this. He was just about to slip his hands underneath her purple hoody and tickle her bare sides, which he knew from experience would drive her nuts. But before he could seize the opportunity, the bus came to a stop at Lilly's house. So unfortunately, Kyle had to stop tickling her and let her get off.
He stopped tickling her sides and smiled at her in his usual innocent way. Lilly stuck her tongue out at him and picked up her purple bag from the floor, she then stood up and made her way off of the bus.
After Lilly got off, Kyle smiled and waved goodbye to her as the bus pulled away from her stop. Lilly smiled and waved back, and for the millionth time Kyle thought about how cute she looked when she was smiling like that, her pretty brown hair that was soft, long and straight fell to the middle of her back and she allowed her bangs to hang down over her forehead, brushing them to the left in a cute way. It caught the sunlight and gave off a radiant shine of pure beauty. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of crystalline blue and they sparkled with an inner light that always reminded Kyle of the stars themselves. Her skin was light and soft and she had cute little freckles dotted across her cheeks, Kyle loved her freckles, they made her look twice as cute. Today she was wearing her purple hoody with the weird bubble-gum blowing monkey on it, her blue jeans, and cool black boots.
Once the bus rounded the next corner and Lilly was out of sight, Kyle smiled and watched the scenery pass by before him as the bus drove on towards his house. He enjoyed watching the trees and houses pass by, for some reason his ADHD mind was kept occupied by watching things pass by the window at high speed.
While Kyle was distracted, someone suddenly plopped down in his seat next to him and caught him by surprise. He looked over to see who it was and felt a sudden chill of fear run up spine at who greeted him...Sam Wilson.
"Hey," Sam said flatly.
"H-hey Sam," Kyle answered fearfully, scooting away from the terrifying girl a little bit. His first thought was. 'I'm a dead man.' Sam was the toughest and scariest girl in the entire school, nobody messed with her, everyone was afraid of her and with good reason too. She was strong, athletic and had a very bad temper and tended to flatten people who made her angry...or breathed her air.
Despite her scariness though, Sam really was a beautiful girl. Her hair was black, long and really soft-looking, her eyes were a beautiful crystal blue color and they always seemed to shine, not as brightly as Lilly's, but still they shined beautifully. Her skin was tan and soft, she had a strong and athletic build, but the look definitely suited her. Today she wore a black hoody with a skull in the center that had a little pink bow on the right side of it, blue jeans, and a pair of black running shoes.
"Listen dweeb. You're going to help with this science project, right?" she asked him, a note of intimidation in her voice.
"Y-yes, ma'am!" Kyle assured the scary girl, nodding vigorously with fear.
Sam nodded with satisfaction at his answer.
"Good, I'll come over to your house at about 6, I guess. Sound good?" she then said. Kyle nodded wordlessly, too terrified to speak. Sam smirked at him and got up from the seat, she patted his head like he was a dog. "Good boy!" she said teasingly, she then turned and walked back to her seat.
Once she was gone Kyle let out a sigh of relief and slid down in his seat, with his hands on his head.
"Oh why did Mrs. Simmons have to pair me with her?" Kyle asked himself quietly. What had been going through that teacher's head when she'd put the smallest boy in 10th grade in a group project with the scariest girl in 10th grade? Sam would probably turn him inside out if he didn't do all the work on their project, so this was definitely going to be a loooooooong project.
"Sweetie! Your dad and I are going out for a while, we'll be back later ok?" Kyle's mom called to him from the front door.
"K! Seeya guys!" Kyle answered distractedly, not looking away from his video game.
"All right! Have a good time with your friend Sam. Her mom called and said she'd be over in about ten minutes or so. You two behave now! Bye, love you!" she said cheerily. Then without another word, she headed out the door, quickly followed by Kyle's dad.
"Yep. You two don't burn down the house now! Bye, son!" his dad said jokingly and then he too went out the door, shutting it behind him. The two of them climbed into the car and drove off.
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door and Kyle literally jumped up off of the couch in fear.
"Ok, don't panic. Just act natural and stay quiet and she won't flatten you," Kyle told himself, feeling his heart-rate increase by tenfold. Nervously he tuned and walked over to the door. Slowly, he raised his hand up and grasped the knob nervously. Then, in one fell movement, he pulled it open and...was completely shocked by who he found standing on the other side.
"Heeeeeeey, Kyle! What's up?" Lilly asked cheerfully, giving him her usual sweet smile. She stood on Kyle's doorstep with a her hands in her jacket pockets casually.
"L-Lilly? What're you doing here?!" he asked her in surprise. This was completely unexpected, he had anticipated that this was Sam and that she was going to flatten his face in for not answering the door in the first milliseconds that she had knocked.
"Um, were you expecting someone else?" Lilly inquired, cocking her head to the side like a curious puppy.
"Well, uh...yeah actually. Come on in and I'll explain," he answered awkwardly, realizing that he'd sounded like a total idiot before. He quickly moved aside and allowed Lilly entry to the house.
"All right!" she said cheerily. She made her way past him and Kyle caught a whiff of her sweet honey-suckle scent as she passed by. She took a seat on his big green couch and slipped off her black boots, exposing her cute, purple-socked feet. She then proceeded to lie back on the couch pillow behind her, placing her hands behind her head, propping her feet up on the couch and relaxing.
Kyle's house was like her second home, so this was pretty normal behavior for her.
Kyle shut the door and made his way over to the couch, he sat down next to her cute feet and she wiggled her toes teasingly at him, giving him a sly smile.
"So, start explaining," she commanded.
"Well...it's about Sam..." Kyle then proceeded to tell Lilly the entire story of how he'd been paired with Sam and how she was going to kill him more than likely.
"So, you got paired with Sam huh?" Lilly asked when Kyle finished explaining his situation to her.
"Yeah. I don't think I'm gonna survive this little 'partnership'" Kyle replied with disdain, emphasizing his point by making finger quotations in the air.
"Well, why not? You're a nice guy and Sam isn't all that scary. Why not just tickle her or something? You tickle me all the time and it always cheers me up, or maybe you could rub her feet. After all, she's still a girl and most girls love footrubs...me included," Lilly rambled, Kyle blushed and looked down at her socked feet that were resting mere inches from his right hand. He was very tempted to reach out and tickle it just to see Lilly's reaction, but he resisted. It had been some time since Kyle had last rubbed Lilly's feet, he made a mental note to definitely do that for her again sometime.
For now though, he had bigger worries on his mind. Like survival. Still though, Lilly's idea made some sense, even though Sam was a terrifying girl that broke people's bones for fun, she was still a...well, a girl. Maybe Lilly was on to something here, but still Kyle wasn't fully ready to accept this suicide mission. Not yet. Despite this, however, he decided to humor Lilly.
"Well, do you think that'll work, Lil?" he asked, giving her an inquisitive look.
"I sure do...you still have that foot and tickle fetish thing, dontcha?" she inquired, smiling at him knowingly.
"Well, uh, yeah. I guess so," Kyle answered awkwardly, looking away and blushing with embarrassment. He was always shy about admitting that. The only way that Lilly knew about it was because they'd been friends since they were little. Kyle had used to rub and tickle Lilly's feet all the time and eventually, as he'd gotten older, he'd come to learn that his little 'interest' as he'd thought it was back then, was actually a foot-fetish. Lilly was the person who he had shared this information with, at first she'd been confused, but after Kyle had explained what he'd learned about it, she had immediately begun using him as her personal masseuse. He didn't mind though. Lilly had perfect feet and he always enjoyed rubbing them for her.
"Well then, maybe Sam would enjoy having her feet rubbed too. Just like me...and since you still like to tickle people too, then you could tickle her feet too. Maybe she'd like you then and then she wouldn't wanna be mean to you and she might just be nice. And also, the project's due like on what, next Tuesday? So if that's the case, then you can definitely do the project together once you get her to like you and all. Ya know, cause I mean it sounds like a good idea to me and-"
"Lilly breathe!" Kyle exclaimed with shock, putting a hand on his rambling friend's shoulder. She'd said all of that without even taking a single breath! Lilly had a bad habit of rambling like that when she was nervous or had an idea that she wanted to convince people of.
Lilly looked at him with a blush of embarrassment and looked away embarrassedly.
"Sorry."
"No worries. Anyway, I guess I could give your plan a shot. I just have to convince Sam to let me rub her feet without getting my head torn off. Sounds simple enough. And once I dot that, I can 'convince' her to be friendly," Kyle replied, a devious smile spreading across his face as the evil gears began turning in his head and he began to warm up to Lilly's plan. The more he thought about it, the more it seemed to appeal to him.
"Exactly," Lilly said with a happy smile, then suddenly added with an embarrassed blush. "Hey, if you ever wanna like I mean, maybe, rub my fee-"
Just then, there was a knock a loud knock at the door, cutting Lilly off in mid-sentence.
Kyle jumped up from the couch in terror and looked over at the door. He half expected it to splinter into a thousand pieces. Thankfully, though, it didn't. However, he was still absolutely positive of who was on the other side.
"She's here!" he said in terror. "Lilly, what am I gonna do?!"
Lilly didn't reply so he turned around to see what she was doing. To his surprise though, he saw Lilly running away through the kitchen and heading for the back door of the house.
"Where ya goin'?!"
"I'm not sticking around for the fireworks! Seeya tomorrow...if you're still alive!" Lilly called over her shoulder. Kyle stared after her in shock and disbelief. She was ditching him?! Kyle wanted to be angry, but then again, if the situation were reversed, then he probably would've done the same thing. After all, he wasn't in a really dangerous situation. Just a terrifying one.
"Hey, dork! I'm not getting any younger out here! You home or what!" Sam's angry voice suddenly shouted from outside. Seconds later, she began banging on his door vigorously. Kyle gulped and turned back to face the door. It was now or never. Time to man up and stop being a sniveling coward. He took a deep breath, built up his bravado and reached for the doorknob.
"Here goes everything," he muttered. Then, with all his courage mustered up, he swung open the door and found Sam standing outside, looking quite impatient. Her arms were folded across her chest and she was tapping her foot with annoyance, an angry scowl crossing her pretty features.
"Bout time! So ya gonna invite me in or not?" Sam asked impatiently. Before Kyle could even answer, she moved forward shoving him aside and causing him to slam into the doorframe, she stormed on in without a second word and sat down promptly on his couch.
"Please come in," he muttered angrily under his breath, and instantly regretted it.
Sam turned around swiftly and gave him a withering glare. When you got a look like that from Sam, it was hard not to quickly dig a hole and bury yourself in it.
"What?" she demanded in a quiet and menacing tone that chilled Kyle's very bones.
"U-um...n-nothing!" he answered fearfully.
"All right then," she said, the anger in her pretty blue eyes diminishing almost completely. Kyle breathed a sigh of relief and held his hand over his heart, his heart-rate had increased during the time of tension as it often did whenever his temper wanted to explode, but he wouldn't allow it to.
He quickly shut the door and made his way over to the couch. Sam was pulling out supplies from her bag, a notepad, her science book and finally...a pink pen with a bunny cap. That was...unexpected. She looked over and saw him watching her, she quickly shoved the pink pen back in her bag and replaced it with a black one that had a bat cap. That was more along the lines of what Kyle would've expected from her. Still though, it was kinda reassuring to see that she had an interest in girly things. It was kinda cute.
"You ready?" she asked.
Kyle nodded quickly, not wanting to make her mad.
"Y-yeah!" he said.
Sam rolled her eyes and nodded, she then opened up her science book and started going through the pages, finding the one where the assignment was located. After a few seconds of page flipping she stopped and began copying things down off of the page. Kyle took her momentary distraction to glance down at her feet.
She still had on her sneakers, but this was the first real opportunity that Kyle had to actually see them. They were smaller than he'd realized, not as small as Lilly's, but they were still very small. Sam had never worn sandals or flip-flops so Kyle had never actually seen her feet bare before. He suddenly became very curious as to whether or not they were cute.
"You're staring at my feet. Problem?" Sam suddenly asked.
Kyle's head shot up quickly and he felt his face grow hot with embarrassment.
"I...I uh...um...I..." Kyle stammered, unable to come up with a proper excuse. Sam just stared at him with those cold, beautiful and calculating blue eyes. The seriousness in her eyes made him even more nervous, it was as if she was peering straight into the depths of his soul. Quite unnerving.
"Well?" she prompted emotionlessly. Kyle could think of nothing to say, his mouth opened and shut again but no words were formed.
A long silence ensued this where he and Sam just stared at one another. Finally, he decided that there was only one thing that he could possibly do...tell the truth.
"Um...this is gonna sound weird...but...do you like foot rubs?" he inquired, wincing with fear and covering his face with his arms because he was certain that she was going to deck him. But to his shock, she did something completely different. She gently touched his right arm and pushed it down away from his face. She then flicked him in the nose and made him yelp with pain and cause his eyes to water. He opened them and stared at her in disbelief. Why hadn't she killed him?
"Why do you wanna know?" she asked in a new tone that surprised Kyle. She almost seemed...shy. He could only stare at her in disbelief for a moment, not sure whether or not this was a trick...or even if it was really happening for that matter. After a long moment, Kyle realized that he wasn't dreaming and that she was still waiting for an answer. So he took a deep breath and took a longshot.
"Well...uh, ya see. I have this...thing, for girl's feet. I think that their cute and I like to rub them and all, but I'm shy about it, so I don't bring it up much..." Kyle said slowly, trying not to stutter with his extreme nervous embarrassment. He allowed himself to trail off once he'd finished, he watched Sam closely and he could've sworn he saw her blush a little.
"Go on," she prompted, looking away from him as if she didn't want him to see her face.
"Well...I was wondering if maybe I could, maybe...rub your feet," Kyle continued. Sam suddenly turned towards him and swung her legs up onto the couch, he winced in fear, expecting to be kicked, or punched or something. To his surprise, however, neither of those things happened. Instead, he suddenly felt something in his lap. Nervously he opened his eyes and looked down. What he saw there gave him quite a shock...Sam's feet were resting there.
Kyle looked up at Sam in surprise, now he was definitely not sure if he was dreaming or if this was real. Sam's cheeks were a light shade of pink now and she was looking away from in a shy way that was kinda cute...was she blushing?
"Get on with it," she ordered nervously, her voice was actually kinda high and that surprised Kyle. Sam quickly cleared her throat and added in a more angry and strong way. "Before I change my mind!"
Although Kyle was still in shock, he nodded and obeyed. He reached up with nervous hands and began undoing the black laces of her black running shoes. Once they were both untied and loosened up, he slowly slipped them off simultaneously. As the cool air in the room hit Sam's tired feet, she let out a small sigh of relief and wiggled her toes cutely. Kyle felt his cheeks grow slightly warm and he smiled at how cute her feet looked, they were small just as he'd assumed and she had a on a pair of fluffy purple socks. Another shocker.
"Wow, your feet sure are small," Kyle observed and smiled at her cute feet.
"Um, they're a size eight," Sam said, her blush growing a little.
"Oh I see, well they sure are cute," Kyle complimented her awkwardly. This was extremely strange. If this were Lilly then she would've already been kicking him in the stomach and telling him to hurry it up before she aimed her kicks lower. Kyle shuddered at the thought of taking this long with Lilly...not fun.
"Somethin' the matter?" Sam asked, she had seen him shudder and probably thought that it had something to do with her feet. Apparently even scary girls could be self-conscious...who knew.
"No, sorry! I was just thinking about something else," he assured her quickly with an embarrassed smile. He was sure that if this were a TV show then a big bead of sweat would've appeared on the back of his head.
"Oh...ok then," Sam replied. Kyle wasn't sure, but he could've sworn that she had just breathed a sigh of relief. This was getting stranger and stranger by the second.
"Um...so should I get started?" he asked awkwardly, trying to move things along. Sam glanced up at him, a look of nervous embarrassment crossing her pretty features. She then nodded quickly.
"Yeah," she answered.
Kyle nodded and nervously placed his hands on the socked sole of her right foot. The sock was extremely soft, that hadn't surprised him, but what did give him a shock, was how delicate Sam's foot felt, he had expected it to feel strong and muscular, but instead he found that it was soft felt a lot like...well a marshmallow. Weird. Lilly's foot felt like too...maybe it was a girl thing.
He quickly began rubbing her foot, pressing his right thumb into her pressure points in the center of her foot and using his left thumb to rub in small circles while all the while using his other fingers to rub the back of her foot. Sam gave a sigh of pleasure and lay back against the couch pillow behind her, shifting her shoulders and relaxing.
"You're good...mmmm," she complimented him. Kyle looked up with surprise and saw her smiling at him in a way that made his heart skip a beat. He'd been smiled at like that many times before by girls that he'd done this for, but for some reason, seeing it from a girl that only ten minutes before had threatened his life, made him feel...weird.
"Th-thanks," he said nervously.
"So you do this for Lilly?" she inquired in a relaxed tone. Kyle nodded in confirmation and she nodded as if she'd expected that to be his answer. "No wonder she hangs around you so much...mmmm...she keeps you all to herself."
Kyle felt his cheeks grow warm again. Sam sure was behaving strangely. Although, now that he thought about it, most of the time whenever you got a girl away from her friends and peer pressure and especially when you rubbed her feet or something did something that she enjoyed. Her personality could change drastically. It was still strange seeing Sam this way though.
He and Sam remained silent for a long while after that. Kyle focused on rubbing her cute feet, moving his thumbs all around her feet and occasionally using his fingers to rub under her toes while using his thumb to rub the ball of her foot. He was enjoying himself quite a bit, as was Sam. She kept sighing with pleasure and wiggling her toes with joy. After a while he had completely forgotten that this was Sam Wilson, the scariest girl in school and started to think of her as just Sam, she wasn't scary once you got to know her...not extremely at least.
Whenever he had finished rubbing her right foot, he moved his hands over to her and began rubbing the toes of that foot, giving each of them individual squeezing. He was right in the middle of this, when suddenly Sam pulled her feet away from him. Kyle looked up at her with surprise and disappointment. Sam was still lying back on the pillow and Kyle could see that she was smiling at him in a devious way. She suddenly placed her feet on his shoulder and nudged his head with her right foot.
"You're good," she began. "But I think you could be better."
Kyle wasn't sure what she was talking about, or why she had placed her feet on his shoulders like that. What she getting at?
"Really?" he inquired, humoring her so that he could see where she was going with this. Sam nodded with great certainty and pulled her feet off of his shoulder, she placed them back in his lap and raised an eyebrow at him challengingly.
"A lot better."
"So what should I do?"
"You should try again. See if you can figure out what I'm talking about."
Kyle stared at her in confusion, what the hell was she talking about? Sam was getting weirder and weirder by the second. One minute she'd been scary and he was sure that she was gonna kill him, then she'd been kinda flirty and now she was being playful. How many personalities did this chick have?!
"I don't understand," Kyle admitted. Sam rolled her eyes and nudged his stomach with her foot in the way that Lilly often did whenever she was playing around with him.
"It could be better. That's the only hint you get," she informed him. Still smiling deviously. Kyle just stared at her in confusion, he really had no idea what she was talking about. How could it be better? He was sure that he wasn't the best in the world, but he was confident that he was pretty good. Many people had told him so over the years, too many for him to count. Maybe she was just messing with him or something.
He shrugged and raised his hands back up to her left foot and began rubbing it again. But just as his hands made contact with her foot, she jerked her feet away from him again. Kyle looked up at her with slight annoyance.
"You're not rubbing my feet again until you figure it out," she said with finality.
"What am I supposed to do?" he inquired, still annoyed by this little game she was playing.
Sam sighed and shook her head as if she were talking to a little five-year-old, she then sat up and drew her knees close to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs and giving him a serious look, her pretty blue eyes staring straight into his dark green eyes.
"Think," she ordered. "How do you rub Lilly's feet?"
Kyle stared at her for a moment, why was she asking that? He rubbed Lilly's feet in the exact same way that he'd just rubbed hers, the only difference was...oh!
"You want me to take your socks off?" he asked hopefully.
"Bingo! Tell the moron what he's won!" she said with a teasing smile. Kyle returned her smile and was overjoyed that he'd gotten it right. His brilliance really had no limits!
Sam patted him on the head like he was a dog just as she'd done on the bus earlier that afternoon. She then proceeded to lay back on the couch pillow and prop her feet up in his lap once more.
Kyle smiled with joy and grabbed the tips of both of her purple socks. He then pulled both of them off simultaneously. He was shocked by what he saw underneath them. He was greeted by a pair of very cute feet, almost as cute Lilly's. They had rosy red soles and toes, her toenails were painted black with little purple skull designs on them. This surprised Kyle, he had never expected her to have such cute feet. She didn't seem to be the kind of girl that would care about such a thing, but apparently she showed some interest in her feet. They were moisturized at least, he was sure of that.
"You're staring again. Is something wrong, Kyle?" Sam asked, the playful tone gone from her voice. She was becoming self-conscious again, she curled up her toes cutely and Kyle was certain that she had no idea how cute that was to him.
"No! Their just really-" he began, but quickly froze in mid-sentence as he came to a stunning realization. "Hey, wait a minute. You just called me Kyle!"
Sam blinked with surprise and stared at him with confusion.
"Yeah...so? And they're just what?" she asked a little self-consciously.
"Well, their really, really, cute. If you don't mind me saying so," he complimented her. He then went on to answer her other question. "And its just that you usually call me, dweeb, or dork, or loser, or nerd, or geek, or mega wimp, or stupid, or shrimp, or small fry, or squirt, or-"
"All right! I get it!" Sam shouted angrily at him, her former scariness returning suddenly. Kyle was once more scared out of his mind. He was almost certain that Sam was bipolar or something.
"Sorry," he said nervously. Sam waved aside his apologize and shook her head.
"No need to be. Sorry, I just have a temper," she explained. Kyle nodded his understanding, his temper was pretty bad too.
"No worries...so uh, should I get started?"
Sam nodded and looked away from him again, her playful attitude completely gone now. Kyle took a deep breath and looked back down at her cute feet. It was now or never, Lilly had come up with the plan, but it was up to him to make it work. He'd come to find that Sam did indeed enjoy having her feet rubbed. Now was the time to seal the deal.
Wasting no more time, Kyle quickly placed his fingers and thumbs on her right foot toes and began rubbing them. He was shocked by how warm and soft they felt. Sam immediately began sighing with pleasure again and the same relaxed smile that she'd had earlier spread across her face.
"Wow....mmmm....much better," Sam sighed joyously. Kyle smiled with satisfaction. It was working, thank God for Lilly. He would definitely have to make it up to her later. For now though, he would focus on Sam. He was actually enjoying himself quite a bit.
"Her feet are like velvet! They're so soft, this is awesome!" he thought to himself, marveling at how unexpectedly perfect Sam's cute feet were. He gave each of her cute and extremely soft toes individual squeezing, then once that was completed, he began to rub in between her toes. As soon as he began, however, Sam's eyes flew open and a ticklish squeal escaped her lips, followed by a few giggles.
"Eeep! Hahahahahaha!" Sam covered her mouth quickly, trying to pretend that it hadn't happened, but it was too late. Kyle stared at her in amazement...Sam was ticklish?!
"You're...ticklish?" he asked in disbelief.
"No! You must be hearing things!" Sam assured him, but she wasn't very convincing, because her voice rose in pitch once more. She looked away from Kyle again a big red blush dashed across her cheeks and nose. Kyle was no fool, he smiled evilly and quickly wrapped his left arm around her ankles so that she couldn't pull her feet away from him. Sam looked at him fearfully, putting on her best angry face to hide her fear. "Kyle, I'm w-warning you! Y-you'd better not do what I think you're gonna do!"
"Don't worry Sam, this won't hurt a bit," Kyle said teasingly, giving her his usual devious smile that he always gave Lilly whenever he tickled her like this.
"Kyle I m-mean it you'd better- Aah! Hahahahahahahahahahaha! Stohohohohohohohohohohohop! That tihihihihihihihihihihihickles! Quit ihihihihihihihihihihit! Kyle you're a dehehehehehehehehehehehehead mahahahahahahahahahahan! Eep! Not the tohohohohohohohohohohohohohoes!" Sam was cut off as she suddenly began giggling due to Kyle scribbling his fingers around on her cute and soft right foot.
"Wow, Sam. I guess its true what they say; Tough girls are always ticklish" Kyle said happily, giving her a devious grin. Sam glared at him as best she could, but it was difficult because she was giggling so much.
"Hehehehehehehehehehe! Stop! Aaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! When I get away you are sohohohohohohohohohohoho gonna get ihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihit!" Sam continued to threaten through her adorable giggles. It was quite surprising to Kyle how cute Sam's laugh was. He'd never actually heard it before. He had only been tickling one of her feet thus far, but Kyle was now quite curious to see what would happen if he tickled them both. So, twisting in left wrist upwards so that his fingers touched both of her soles he began digging into her delicate soles and tickling vigorously while using the fingers of his right hand to tickle her toes. The reaction from Sam was delayed, at first she only gasped and fell silent. Kyle looked over at her curiously.
"You o-"
"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! KYLE! EEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLE MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'M GONNA AAAAH! NOT THE TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES!" Sam suddenly started laughing hysterically, cutting Kyle off in mid-sentence. Kyle's eyes widened with surprise and he stared at Sam with his mouth agape while still tickling her cute feet.
"Holy crap! You're really ticklish!" Kyle exclaimed with shock.
"YOU'RE REHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEALLY GONNA DIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIIE! IF YOU DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Sam retorted through her laughter. Kyle knew that she would more than likely go through with her threat. But he was having too much fun tickling her to really care about that right now.
"Come on. You know this is fun," Kyle said with a happy grin.
"ITS NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT FUN FOR MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEE! QUIT IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT ALREHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEADY! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU JERK! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Sam denied through her laughter.
Suddenly, an idea came to Kyle. He stopped tickling Sam, but he didn't release her. He turned around and smiled at her in an innocent way. Sam glared at him while trying to catch her breath.
"Kyle...you're so...dead!" she shouted at him while catching her breath.
"Well I'm not done tickling you yet, Sam. So you can't kill me just yet," he said jokingly.
"Watch...me..." Sam retorted. She began to sit up, preparing to strangle him, but before she could get close enough, Kyle quickly started scribbling his fingers around her soles again. Sam fell back onto the pillow again, giggling hysterically and wiggling around. "Haaahahahahahahahahahahahaha! No, no! Stohohohohohohohohop! Hehehehehehehehehehehehe! That thihihihihihihihihihihihihickles!"
"Sorry, Sam. Can't have you trying to murder me just yet," Kyle said, while still tickling her soles and making sure that she couldn't try and kill him again.
"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe! Why nohohohohohohohohohohohohohohot?! Aahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Stohohohohohohohohohohohohop! Jerk! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehase!"
"Because...I gotta see something," Kyle told her.
"Whahahahahahahahahahahahahahahat?! Aaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Not the heheheheheheheheheheheheheel! Cut it out!" Sam giggled with inquiry.
"Well...since your feet are so cute and ticklish. I wonder what they..." Kyle trailed off and leaned down towards Sam's feet. He stuck out his tongue and swiftly began to lick in between her toes. This earned him instant results from Sam.
"AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP IT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT'S SO GROHOHOHOHOHOHOSS! OH GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOD! QUIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT! HAHAHAHAHAHA IT FEELS SO WEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEIRD! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP IT! HAHAHA THIS TICKLES SO MUCH WORSE! NOT BETWEHEHEHEHEHEHEEN THE TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES! LICK ANYWHERE BUT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!" Sam laughed and wiggled her toes as Kyle's tongue danced across them and in between them.
Kyle drew away from her feet and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He had never licked a girl's feet before, but he had always heard that it was something that foot-fetishists did. Some of them anyway. He'd always wanted to try it, just to see if he was that type of foot-fetishist, but he'd never had the guts to ask Lilly if he could. Now though, he saw that he was indeed that type because Sam's feet were very tasty!
"Don't....ever...do that again!" Sam shouted at him angrily while still trying to catch her breath.
Kyle smiled back at her and saw that she was glaring at him angrily with bright red cheeks from where she'd been laughing.
"You know I have to," he said with a devious grin. Before Sam could do anything to stop him, Kyle swiftly picked her feet up out of his lap and turned around so that he was facing her and her soles were directly in front of him.
"Don't...you...dare," Sam said in a menacingly quite tone. However, Kyle wasn't listening anymore, he quickly began licking up and down the soles of both feet with a joyous smile.
"EEEK! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! COME OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON! ENOUGH ALREHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEADY HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE IT TICKLES! IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES! SO BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sam laughed hysterically once more and began banging her fists on the couch as she wiggled around and tried to break free of Kyle's tight grasp but it was no use, the tickling was making it too hard for her to concentrate and Kyle was extremely strong for someone of his small size. Almost unnaturally strong.
Kyle continued to lick her feet happily, slipping his tongue in between all ten of her toes, each one a time. Each time he did this, Sam let out a ticklish squeal and laughed louder. He was enjoying himself quite a bit actually. She was quite ticklish.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ENOUGH ALREHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEADY! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Sam laughed hysterically, Kyle looked up at her and saw that she now had tears in her eyes. He stopped licking her feet and let her breathe. He'd gone a little too far.
"Sorry. I guess I went a little overboard there, huh?" he said with embarrassment.
Sam didn't reply, she merely lied there and caught her breath for several seconds. Finally though, whenever she could breathe again, she jerked her feet away from him and sat up.
"Gimme my shoes and socks!" she demanded. Kyle gulped with fear and nodded, he quickly picked up her shoes and socks from the floor and handed them too her. Sam snatched them from him and began putting them back on. Once that was done she picked up her bag and began stuffing her supplies back inside of it, all the while grumbling angrily under her breath.
Kyle was too afraid to speak or even move. He was sure that one false move would land his head on the coffee table quicker than he could blink. When she was finished packing, Sam glared at him and stood up swiftly. She then turned on her heel and walked briskly out of the house. Leaving Kyle all by himself.
"I'm so dead," Kyle muttered to himself in fear after he was sure that Sam wasn't coming back. She was definitely gonna kill him and then use him as a punching bag tomorrow. Lilly's plan had worked at first, but then it had failed...now he was gonna die!
As Kyle once again waved goodbye to his best friend, Lilly. He suddenly became quite afraid, the only reason he was still alive was because he had avoided Sam all day long, but now there was nowhere to run. Maybe she wouldn't try and kill him. Not in a public place like this, surely not. He was very wrong.
For at that moment, someone sat down in the seat beside him. With great fear, Kyle slowly turned his head to see who it was...he wasn't shocked by who greeted him. Sam's cold blue eyes bored into his and he saw no mercy or pity there...she was gonna murder him in front of everyone!
"Sam I-"
Sam quickly cut him off with a raise of her hand, making him fall silent in terror.
"Listen. I know you probably think that I wanna kill you right?" Sam asked him and when he nodded she continued. "Well, I don't. So, I'll seeya tonight, ok? We need to get to work on that project. It's about the sensitivity of the human body right?"
"Well...yeah, but-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Sam swiftly got up and made her back to her seat. Leaving Kyle very confused. What was that all about? Suddenly a fearful thought came to him...pain was a sensitivity of the human body. Oh god! He was so screwed! Why else would she ask him that unless she wanted to cause him great pain?!
"I'm a dead man," he muttered helplessly. He was quite sure that today was the day he would die. Murdered at the hands of an angry girl...not a good way to go.
Kyle was yet again playing his game and his parents had yet again left to do whatever parents do when they leave. When there was a sudden knock on his door.
"Here we go," he said quietly to himself. He got up and walked over to the door. He accepted his fate, he had had a good run. He opened the door and revealed Sam standing there with her backpack, something was off about her though...she was smiling.
"Hey Kyle. You ready?" she asked him in a tone that seemed actually...friendly.
"Um, sure. Come on in" he replied and moved aside so that she could come in. She nodded her thanks and walked into the house, she then once again took her place on the couch. Kyle shut the door and walked over to the couch again. Sam was sitting there pulling stuff out of her bag. To Kyle's surprise though, the items she was pulling out weren't school supplies...they were tickle supplies.
They consisted of; A notepad and her pink bunny pen, two feathers, one stiff the other soft. An electric toothbrush, a hairbrush, and some baby oil. Seeing these items Kyle became very confused. He watched with curious interest as she placed the items on the coffee table.
"Uh, Sam. What're those for?" he asked curiously.
Sam looked up at him and smiled in a sweet way that reminded him of Lilly.
"Ticklishness is a sensitivity of the body, right? And our project is on the body's sensitivity. So, um, I thought since you were so good at tickling, maybe you could do it again and this time we could take notes on how each of these items tickles me," she explained herself, a small blush appearing on her cheeks once more.
"Wait, for real?" Kyle asked in surprise.
"Yeah. I actually kinda liked it especially the...licking part" she answered, her blush growing bigger by the second. Kyle was deeply shocked. This definitely couldn't be real...and yet, it was.
"That's so cool! So I can tickle you now?" Kyle was overflowing with joy now...mostly because he would get to live another day. But also because Lilly's plan had actually worked! Now he really owed her.
"On one condition..." Sam said in a business-like tone. "You have to rub my feet afterwards, got it?"
Kyle nodded happily and she gave him a cheerful smile once more, she then placed her feet in his lap.
"Ok then. Now that we're in agreement, tickle away Kyle!...And don't forget my favorite part."
Kyle wasted no time. He quickly removed her shoes and socks and began tickling her super sensitive feet once more. Sending the extremely ticklish girl into hysterics.
This was going to be a very fun project indeed. Kyle had made a new friend in Sam, of that he was certain...
THE END.....
"Nope. Sorry Lil, too much fun to stop," Kyle replied with a devious smile.
"Hahahahaha! Well at leheheheheheast t-tihihihihihihickle mehehehehehehehe somewhere ehehehehelse! P-plehehehehehehease! Hahahahahahahahahaha! Eeep! Not the rihihihihihihihihihihihihihihibs!" Lilly giggled hysterically, wiggling around in the bus seat and trying her best to get away from Kyle's evil, tickling fingers.
Kyle grinned evilly at his cute, giggling best friend, she was always so beautiful when she laughed like this. He was just about to slip his hands underneath her purple hoody and tickle her bare sides, which he knew from experience would drive her nuts. But before he could seize the opportunity, the bus came to a stop at Lilly's house. So unfortunately, Kyle had to stop tickling her and let her get off.
He stopped tickling her sides and smiled at her in his usual innocent way. Lilly stuck her tongue out at him and picked up her purple bag from the floor, she then stood up and made her way off of the bus.
After Lilly got off, Kyle smiled and waved goodbye to her as the bus pulled away from her stop. Lilly smiled and waved back, and for the millionth time Kyle thought about how cute she looked when she was smiling like that, her pretty brown hair that was soft, long and straight fell to the middle of her back and she allowed her bangs to hang down over her forehead, brushing them to the left in a cute way. It caught the sunlight and gave off a radiant shine of pure beauty. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of crystalline blue and they sparkled with an inner light that always reminded Kyle of the stars themselves. Her skin was light and soft and she had cute little freckles dotted across her cheeks, Kyle loved her freckles, they made her look twice as cute. Today she was wearing her purple hoody with the weird bubble-gum blowing monkey on it, her blue jeans, and cool black boots.
Once the bus rounded the next corner and Lilly was out of sight, Kyle smiled and watched the scenery pass by before him as the bus drove on towards his house. He enjoyed watching the trees and houses pass by, for some reason his ADHD mind was kept occupied by watching things pass by the window at high speed.
While Kyle was distracted, someone suddenly plopped down in his seat next to him and caught him by surprise. He looked over to see who it was and felt a sudden chill of fear run up spine at who greeted him...Sam Wilson.
"Hey," Sam said flatly.
"H-hey Sam," Kyle answered fearfully, scooting away from the terrifying girl a little bit. His first thought was. 'I'm a dead man.' Sam was the toughest and scariest girl in the entire school, nobody messed with her, everyone was afraid of her and with good reason too. She was strong, athletic and had a very bad temper and tended to flatten people who made her angry...or breathed her air.
Despite her scariness though, Sam really was a beautiful girl. Her hair was black, long and really soft-looking, her eyes were a beautiful crystal blue color and they always seemed to shine, not as brightly as Lilly's, but still they shined beautifully. Her skin was tan and soft, she had a strong and athletic build, but the look definitely suited her. Today she wore a black hoody with a skull in the center that had a little pink bow on the right side of it, blue jeans, and a pair of black running shoes.
"Listen dweeb. You're going to help with this science project, right?" she asked him, a note of intimidation in her voice.
"Y-yes, ma'am!" Kyle assured the scary girl, nodding vigorously with fear.
Sam nodded with satisfaction at his answer.
"Good, I'll come over to your house at about 6, I guess. Sound good?" she then said. Kyle nodded wordlessly, too terrified to speak. Sam smirked at him and got up from the seat, she patted his head like he was a dog. "Good boy!" she said teasingly, she then turned and walked back to her seat.
Once she was gone Kyle let out a sigh of relief and slid down in his seat, with his hands on his head.
"Oh why did Mrs. Simmons have to pair me with her?" Kyle asked himself quietly. What had been going through that teacher's head when she'd put the smallest boy in 10th grade in a group project with the scariest girl in 10th grade? Sam would probably turn him inside out if he didn't do all the work on their project, so this was definitely going to be a loooooooong project.
"Sweetie! Your dad and I are going out for a while, we'll be back later ok?" Kyle's mom called to him from the front door.
"K! Seeya guys!" Kyle answered distractedly, not looking away from his video game.
"All right! Have a good time with your friend Sam. Her mom called and said she'd be over in about ten minutes or so. You two behave now! Bye, love you!" she said cheerily. Then without another word, she headed out the door, quickly followed by Kyle's dad.
"Yep. You two don't burn down the house now! Bye, son!" his dad said jokingly and then he too went out the door, shutting it behind him. The two of them climbed into the car and drove off.
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door and Kyle literally jumped up off of the couch in fear.
"Ok, don't panic. Just act natural and stay quiet and she won't flatten you," Kyle told himself, feeling his heart-rate increase by tenfold. Nervously he tuned and walked over to the door. Slowly, he raised his hand up and grasped the knob nervously. Then, in one fell movement, he pulled it open and...was completely shocked by who he found standing on the other side.
"Heeeeeeey, Kyle! What's up?" Lilly asked cheerfully, giving him her usual sweet smile. She stood on Kyle's doorstep with a her hands in her jacket pockets casually.
"L-Lilly? What're you doing here?!" he asked her in surprise. This was completely unexpected, he had anticipated that this was Sam and that she was going to flatten his face in for not answering the door in the first milliseconds that she had knocked.
"Um, were you expecting someone else?" Lilly inquired, cocking her head to the side like a curious puppy.
"Well, uh...yeah actually. Come on in and I'll explain," he answered awkwardly, realizing that he'd sounded like a total idiot before. He quickly moved aside and allowed Lilly entry to the house.
"All right!" she said cheerily. She made her way past him and Kyle caught a whiff of her sweet honey-suckle scent as she passed by. She took a seat on his big green couch and slipped off her black boots, exposing her cute, purple-socked feet. She then proceeded to lie back on the couch pillow behind her, placing her hands behind her head, propping her feet up on the couch and relaxing.
Kyle's house was like her second home, so this was pretty normal behavior for her.
Kyle shut the door and made his way over to the couch, he sat down next to her cute feet and she wiggled her toes teasingly at him, giving him a sly smile.
"So, start explaining," she commanded.
"Well...it's about Sam..." Kyle then proceeded to tell Lilly the entire story of how he'd been paired with Sam and how she was going to kill him more than likely.
"So, you got paired with Sam huh?" Lilly asked when Kyle finished explaining his situation to her.
"Yeah. I don't think I'm gonna survive this little 'partnership'" Kyle replied with disdain, emphasizing his point by making finger quotations in the air.
"Well, why not? You're a nice guy and Sam isn't all that scary. Why not just tickle her or something? You tickle me all the time and it always cheers me up, or maybe you could rub her feet. After all, she's still a girl and most girls love footrubs...me included," Lilly rambled, Kyle blushed and looked down at her socked feet that were resting mere inches from his right hand. He was very tempted to reach out and tickle it just to see Lilly's reaction, but he resisted. It had been some time since Kyle had last rubbed Lilly's feet, he made a mental note to definitely do that for her again sometime.
For now though, he had bigger worries on his mind. Like survival. Still though, Lilly's idea made some sense, even though Sam was a terrifying girl that broke people's bones for fun, she was still a...well, a girl. Maybe Lilly was on to something here, but still Kyle wasn't fully ready to accept this suicide mission. Not yet. Despite this, however, he decided to humor Lilly.
"Well, do you think that'll work, Lil?" he asked, giving her an inquisitive look.
"I sure do...you still have that foot and tickle fetish thing, dontcha?" she inquired, smiling at him knowingly.
"Well, uh, yeah. I guess so," Kyle answered awkwardly, looking away and blushing with embarrassment. He was always shy about admitting that. The only way that Lilly knew about it was because they'd been friends since they were little. Kyle had used to rub and tickle Lilly's feet all the time and eventually, as he'd gotten older, he'd come to learn that his little 'interest' as he'd thought it was back then, was actually a foot-fetish. Lilly was the person who he had shared this information with, at first she'd been confused, but after Kyle had explained what he'd learned about it, she had immediately begun using him as her personal masseuse. He didn't mind though. Lilly had perfect feet and he always enjoyed rubbing them for her.
"Well then, maybe Sam would enjoy having her feet rubbed too. Just like me...and since you still like to tickle people too, then you could tickle her feet too. Maybe she'd like you then and then she wouldn't wanna be mean to you and she might just be nice. And also, the project's due like on what, next Tuesday? So if that's the case, then you can definitely do the project together once you get her to like you and all. Ya know, cause I mean it sounds like a good idea to me and-"
"Lilly breathe!" Kyle exclaimed with shock, putting a hand on his rambling friend's shoulder. She'd said all of that without even taking a single breath! Lilly had a bad habit of rambling like that when she was nervous or had an idea that she wanted to convince people of.
Lilly looked at him with a blush of embarrassment and looked away embarrassedly.
"Sorry."
"No worries. Anyway, I guess I could give your plan a shot. I just have to convince Sam to let me rub her feet without getting my head torn off. Sounds simple enough. And once I dot that, I can 'convince' her to be friendly," Kyle replied, a devious smile spreading across his face as the evil gears began turning in his head and he began to warm up to Lilly's plan. The more he thought about it, the more it seemed to appeal to him.
"Exactly," Lilly said with a happy smile, then suddenly added with an embarrassed blush. "Hey, if you ever wanna like I mean, maybe, rub my fee-"
Just then, there was a knock a loud knock at the door, cutting Lilly off in mid-sentence.
Kyle jumped up from the couch in terror and looked over at the door. He half expected it to splinter into a thousand pieces. Thankfully, though, it didn't. However, he was still absolutely positive of who was on the other side.
"She's here!" he said in terror. "Lilly, what am I gonna do?!"
Lilly didn't reply so he turned around to see what she was doing. To his surprise though, he saw Lilly running away through the kitchen and heading for the back door of the house.
"Where ya goin'?!"
"I'm not sticking around for the fireworks! Seeya tomorrow...if you're still alive!" Lilly called over her shoulder. Kyle stared after her in shock and disbelief. She was ditching him?! Kyle wanted to be angry, but then again, if the situation were reversed, then he probably would've done the same thing. After all, he wasn't in a really dangerous situation. Just a terrifying one.
"Hey, dork! I'm not getting any younger out here! You home or what!" Sam's angry voice suddenly shouted from outside. Seconds later, she began banging on his door vigorously. Kyle gulped and turned back to face the door. It was now or never. Time to man up and stop being a sniveling coward. He took a deep breath, built up his bravado and reached for the doorknob.
"Here goes everything," he muttered. Then, with all his courage mustered up, he swung open the door and found Sam standing outside, looking quite impatient. Her arms were folded across her chest and she was tapping her foot with annoyance, an angry scowl crossing her pretty features.
"Bout time! So ya gonna invite me in or not?" Sam asked impatiently. Before Kyle could even answer, she moved forward shoving him aside and causing him to slam into the doorframe, she stormed on in without a second word and sat down promptly on his couch.
"Please come in," he muttered angrily under his breath, and instantly regretted it.
Sam turned around swiftly and gave him a withering glare. When you got a look like that from Sam, it was hard not to quickly dig a hole and bury yourself in it.
"What?" she demanded in a quiet and menacing tone that chilled Kyle's very bones.
"U-um...n-nothing!" he answered fearfully.
"All right then," she said, the anger in her pretty blue eyes diminishing almost completely. Kyle breathed a sigh of relief and held his hand over his heart, his heart-rate had increased during the time of tension as it often did whenever his temper wanted to explode, but he wouldn't allow it to.
He quickly shut the door and made his way over to the couch. Sam was pulling out supplies from her bag, a notepad, her science book and finally...a pink pen with a bunny cap. That was...unexpected. She looked over and saw him watching her, she quickly shoved the pink pen back in her bag and replaced it with a black one that had a bat cap. That was more along the lines of what Kyle would've expected from her. Still though, it was kinda reassuring to see that she had an interest in girly things. It was kinda cute.
"You ready?" she asked.
Kyle nodded quickly, not wanting to make her mad.
"Y-yeah!" he said.
Sam rolled her eyes and nodded, she then opened up her science book and started going through the pages, finding the one where the assignment was located. After a few seconds of page flipping she stopped and began copying things down off of the page. Kyle took her momentary distraction to glance down at her feet.
She still had on her sneakers, but this was the first real opportunity that Kyle had to actually see them. They were smaller than he'd realized, not as small as Lilly's, but they were still very small. Sam had never worn sandals or flip-flops so Kyle had never actually seen her feet bare before. He suddenly became very curious as to whether or not they were cute.
"You're staring at my feet. Problem?" Sam suddenly asked.
Kyle's head shot up quickly and he felt his face grow hot with embarrassment.
"I...I uh...um...I..." Kyle stammered, unable to come up with a proper excuse. Sam just stared at him with those cold, beautiful and calculating blue eyes. The seriousness in her eyes made him even more nervous, it was as if she was peering straight into the depths of his soul. Quite unnerving.
"Well?" she prompted emotionlessly. Kyle could think of nothing to say, his mouth opened and shut again but no words were formed.
A long silence ensued this where he and Sam just stared at one another. Finally, he decided that there was only one thing that he could possibly do...tell the truth.
"Um...this is gonna sound weird...but...do you like foot rubs?" he inquired, wincing with fear and covering his face with his arms because he was certain that she was going to deck him. But to his shock, she did something completely different. She gently touched his right arm and pushed it down away from his face. She then flicked him in the nose and made him yelp with pain and cause his eyes to water. He opened them and stared at her in disbelief. Why hadn't she killed him?
"Why do you wanna know?" she asked in a new tone that surprised Kyle. She almost seemed...shy. He could only stare at her in disbelief for a moment, not sure whether or not this was a trick...or even if it was really happening for that matter. After a long moment, Kyle realized that he wasn't dreaming and that she was still waiting for an answer. So he took a deep breath and took a longshot.
"Well...uh, ya see. I have this...thing, for girl's feet. I think that their cute and I like to rub them and all, but I'm shy about it, so I don't bring it up much..." Kyle said slowly, trying not to stutter with his extreme nervous embarrassment. He allowed himself to trail off once he'd finished, he watched Sam closely and he could've sworn he saw her blush a little.
"Go on," she prompted, looking away from him as if she didn't want him to see her face.
"Well...I was wondering if maybe I could, maybe...rub your feet," Kyle continued. Sam suddenly turned towards him and swung her legs up onto the couch, he winced in fear, expecting to be kicked, or punched or something. To his surprise, however, neither of those things happened. Instead, he suddenly felt something in his lap. Nervously he opened his eyes and looked down. What he saw there gave him quite a shock...Sam's feet were resting there.
Kyle looked up at Sam in surprise, now he was definitely not sure if he was dreaming or if this was real. Sam's cheeks were a light shade of pink now and she was looking away from in a shy way that was kinda cute...was she blushing?
"Get on with it," she ordered nervously, her voice was actually kinda high and that surprised Kyle. Sam quickly cleared her throat and added in a more angry and strong way. "Before I change my mind!"
Although Kyle was still in shock, he nodded and obeyed. He reached up with nervous hands and began undoing the black laces of her black running shoes. Once they were both untied and loosened up, he slowly slipped them off simultaneously. As the cool air in the room hit Sam's tired feet, she let out a small sigh of relief and wiggled her toes cutely. Kyle felt his cheeks grow slightly warm and he smiled at how cute her feet looked, they were small just as he'd assumed and she had a on a pair of fluffy purple socks. Another shocker.
"Wow, your feet sure are small," Kyle observed and smiled at her cute feet.
"Um, they're a size eight," Sam said, her blush growing a little.
"Oh I see, well they sure are cute," Kyle complimented her awkwardly. This was extremely strange. If this were Lilly then she would've already been kicking him in the stomach and telling him to hurry it up before she aimed her kicks lower. Kyle shuddered at the thought of taking this long with Lilly...not fun.
"Somethin' the matter?" Sam asked, she had seen him shudder and probably thought that it had something to do with her feet. Apparently even scary girls could be self-conscious...who knew.
"No, sorry! I was just thinking about something else," he assured her quickly with an embarrassed smile. He was sure that if this were a TV show then a big bead of sweat would've appeared on the back of his head.
"Oh...ok then," Sam replied. Kyle wasn't sure, but he could've sworn that she had just breathed a sigh of relief. This was getting stranger and stranger by the second.
"Um...so should I get started?" he asked awkwardly, trying to move things along. Sam glanced up at him, a look of nervous embarrassment crossing her pretty features. She then nodded quickly.
"Yeah," she answered.
Kyle nodded and nervously placed his hands on the socked sole of her right foot. The sock was extremely soft, that hadn't surprised him, but what did give him a shock, was how delicate Sam's foot felt, he had expected it to feel strong and muscular, but instead he found that it was soft felt a lot like...well a marshmallow. Weird. Lilly's foot felt like too...maybe it was a girl thing.
He quickly began rubbing her foot, pressing his right thumb into her pressure points in the center of her foot and using his left thumb to rub in small circles while all the while using his other fingers to rub the back of her foot. Sam gave a sigh of pleasure and lay back against the couch pillow behind her, shifting her shoulders and relaxing.
"You're good...mmmm," she complimented him. Kyle looked up with surprise and saw her smiling at him in a way that made his heart skip a beat. He'd been smiled at like that many times before by girls that he'd done this for, but for some reason, seeing it from a girl that only ten minutes before had threatened his life, made him feel...weird.
"Th-thanks," he said nervously.
"So you do this for Lilly?" she inquired in a relaxed tone. Kyle nodded in confirmation and she nodded as if she'd expected that to be his answer. "No wonder she hangs around you so much...mmmm...she keeps you all to herself."
Kyle felt his cheeks grow warm again. Sam sure was behaving strangely. Although, now that he thought about it, most of the time whenever you got a girl away from her friends and peer pressure and especially when you rubbed her feet or something did something that she enjoyed. Her personality could change drastically. It was still strange seeing Sam this way though.
He and Sam remained silent for a long while after that. Kyle focused on rubbing her cute feet, moving his thumbs all around her feet and occasionally using his fingers to rub under her toes while using his thumb to rub the ball of her foot. He was enjoying himself quite a bit, as was Sam. She kept sighing with pleasure and wiggling her toes with joy. After a while he had completely forgotten that this was Sam Wilson, the scariest girl in school and started to think of her as just Sam, she wasn't scary once you got to know her...not extremely at least.
Whenever he had finished rubbing her right foot, he moved his hands over to her and began rubbing the toes of that foot, giving each of them individual squeezing. He was right in the middle of this, when suddenly Sam pulled her feet away from him. Kyle looked up at her with surprise and disappointment. Sam was still lying back on the pillow and Kyle could see that she was smiling at him in a devious way. She suddenly placed her feet on his shoulder and nudged his head with her right foot.
"You're good," she began. "But I think you could be better."
Kyle wasn't sure what she was talking about, or why she had placed her feet on his shoulders like that. What she getting at?
"Really?" he inquired, humoring her so that he could see where she was going with this. Sam nodded with great certainty and pulled her feet off of his shoulder, she placed them back in his lap and raised an eyebrow at him challengingly.
"A lot better."
"So what should I do?"
"You should try again. See if you can figure out what I'm talking about."
Kyle stared at her in confusion, what the hell was she talking about? Sam was getting weirder and weirder by the second. One minute she'd been scary and he was sure that she was gonna kill him, then she'd been kinda flirty and now she was being playful. How many personalities did this chick have?!
"I don't understand," Kyle admitted. Sam rolled her eyes and nudged his stomach with her foot in the way that Lilly often did whenever she was playing around with him.
"It could be better. That's the only hint you get," she informed him. Still smiling deviously. Kyle just stared at her in confusion, he really had no idea what she was talking about. How could it be better? He was sure that he wasn't the best in the world, but he was confident that he was pretty good. Many people had told him so over the years, too many for him to count. Maybe she was just messing with him or something.
He shrugged and raised his hands back up to her left foot and began rubbing it again. But just as his hands made contact with her foot, she jerked her feet away from him again. Kyle looked up at her with slight annoyance.
"You're not rubbing my feet again until you figure it out," she said with finality.
"What am I supposed to do?" he inquired, still annoyed by this little game she was playing.
Sam sighed and shook her head as if she were talking to a little five-year-old, she then sat up and drew her knees close to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs and giving him a serious look, her pretty blue eyes staring straight into his dark green eyes.
"Think," she ordered. "How do you rub Lilly's feet?"
Kyle stared at her for a moment, why was she asking that? He rubbed Lilly's feet in the exact same way that he'd just rubbed hers, the only difference was...oh!
"You want me to take your socks off?" he asked hopefully.
"Bingo! Tell the moron what he's won!" she said with a teasing smile. Kyle returned her smile and was overjoyed that he'd gotten it right. His brilliance really had no limits!
Sam patted him on the head like he was a dog just as she'd done on the bus earlier that afternoon. She then proceeded to lay back on the couch pillow and prop her feet up in his lap once more.
Kyle smiled with joy and grabbed the tips of both of her purple socks. He then pulled both of them off simultaneously. He was shocked by what he saw underneath them. He was greeted by a pair of very cute feet, almost as cute Lilly's. They had rosy red soles and toes, her toenails were painted black with little purple skull designs on them. This surprised Kyle, he had never expected her to have such cute feet. She didn't seem to be the kind of girl that would care about such a thing, but apparently she showed some interest in her feet. They were moisturized at least, he was sure of that.
"You're staring again. Is something wrong, Kyle?" Sam asked, the playful tone gone from her voice. She was becoming self-conscious again, she curled up her toes cutely and Kyle was certain that she had no idea how cute that was to him.
"No! Their just really-" he began, but quickly froze in mid-sentence as he came to a stunning realization. "Hey, wait a minute. You just called me Kyle!"
Sam blinked with surprise and stared at him with confusion.
"Yeah...so? And they're just what?" she asked a little self-consciously.
"Well, their really, really, cute. If you don't mind me saying so," he complimented her. He then went on to answer her other question. "And its just that you usually call me, dweeb, or dork, or loser, or nerd, or geek, or mega wimp, or stupid, or shrimp, or small fry, or squirt, or-"
"All right! I get it!" Sam shouted angrily at him, her former scariness returning suddenly. Kyle was once more scared out of his mind. He was almost certain that Sam was bipolar or something.
"Sorry," he said nervously. Sam waved aside his apologize and shook her head.
"No need to be. Sorry, I just have a temper," she explained. Kyle nodded his understanding, his temper was pretty bad too.
"No worries...so uh, should I get started?"
Sam nodded and looked away from him again, her playful attitude completely gone now. Kyle took a deep breath and looked back down at her cute feet. It was now or never, Lilly had come up with the plan, but it was up to him to make it work. He'd come to find that Sam did indeed enjoy having her feet rubbed. Now was the time to seal the deal.
Wasting no more time, Kyle quickly placed his fingers and thumbs on her right foot toes and began rubbing them. He was shocked by how warm and soft they felt. Sam immediately began sighing with pleasure again and the same relaxed smile that she'd had earlier spread across her face.
"Wow....mmmm....much better," Sam sighed joyously. Kyle smiled with satisfaction. It was working, thank God for Lilly. He would definitely have to make it up to her later. For now though, he would focus on Sam. He was actually enjoying himself quite a bit.
"Her feet are like velvet! They're so soft, this is awesome!" he thought to himself, marveling at how unexpectedly perfect Sam's cute feet were. He gave each of her cute and extremely soft toes individual squeezing, then once that was completed, he began to rub in between her toes. As soon as he began, however, Sam's eyes flew open and a ticklish squeal escaped her lips, followed by a few giggles.
"Eeep! Hahahahahaha!" Sam covered her mouth quickly, trying to pretend that it hadn't happened, but it was too late. Kyle stared at her in amazement...Sam was ticklish?!
"You're...ticklish?" he asked in disbelief.
"No! You must be hearing things!" Sam assured him, but she wasn't very convincing, because her voice rose in pitch once more. She looked away from Kyle again a big red blush dashed across her cheeks and nose. Kyle was no fool, he smiled evilly and quickly wrapped his left arm around her ankles so that she couldn't pull her feet away from him. Sam looked at him fearfully, putting on her best angry face to hide her fear. "Kyle, I'm w-warning you! Y-you'd better not do what I think you're gonna do!"
"Don't worry Sam, this won't hurt a bit," Kyle said teasingly, giving her his usual devious smile that he always gave Lilly whenever he tickled her like this.
"Kyle I m-mean it you'd better- Aah! Hahahahahahahahahahaha! Stohohohohohohohohohohohop! That tihihihihihihihihihihihickles! Quit ihihihihihihihihihihit! Kyle you're a dehehehehehehehehehehehehead mahahahahahahahahahahan! Eep! Not the tohohohohohohohohohohohohohoes!" Sam was cut off as she suddenly began giggling due to Kyle scribbling his fingers around on her cute and soft right foot.
"Wow, Sam. I guess its true what they say; Tough girls are always ticklish" Kyle said happily, giving her a devious grin. Sam glared at him as best she could, but it was difficult because she was giggling so much.
"Hehehehehehehehehehe! Stop! Aaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! When I get away you are sohohohohohohohohohohoho gonna get ihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihit!" Sam continued to threaten through her adorable giggles. It was quite surprising to Kyle how cute Sam's laugh was. He'd never actually heard it before. He had only been tickling one of her feet thus far, but Kyle was now quite curious to see what would happen if he tickled them both. So, twisting in left wrist upwards so that his fingers touched both of her soles he began digging into her delicate soles and tickling vigorously while using the fingers of his right hand to tickle her toes. The reaction from Sam was delayed, at first she only gasped and fell silent. Kyle looked over at her curiously.
"You o-"
"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! KYLE! EEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLE MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'M GONNA AAAAH! NOT THE TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES!" Sam suddenly started laughing hysterically, cutting Kyle off in mid-sentence. Kyle's eyes widened with surprise and he stared at Sam with his mouth agape while still tickling her cute feet.
"Holy crap! You're really ticklish!" Kyle exclaimed with shock.
"YOU'RE REHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEALLY GONNA DIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIIE! IF YOU DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Sam retorted through her laughter. Kyle knew that she would more than likely go through with her threat. But he was having too much fun tickling her to really care about that right now.
"Come on. You know this is fun," Kyle said with a happy grin.
"ITS NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT FUN FOR MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEE! QUIT IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT ALREHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEADY! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU JERK! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Sam denied through her laughter.
Suddenly, an idea came to Kyle. He stopped tickling Sam, but he didn't release her. He turned around and smiled at her in an innocent way. Sam glared at him while trying to catch her breath.
"Kyle...you're so...dead!" she shouted at him while catching her breath.
"Well I'm not done tickling you yet, Sam. So you can't kill me just yet," he said jokingly.
"Watch...me..." Sam retorted. She began to sit up, preparing to strangle him, but before she could get close enough, Kyle quickly started scribbling his fingers around her soles again. Sam fell back onto the pillow again, giggling hysterically and wiggling around. "Haaahahahahahahahahahahahaha! No, no! Stohohohohohohohohop! Hehehehehehehehehehehehe! That thihihihihihihihihihihihihickles!"
"Sorry, Sam. Can't have you trying to murder me just yet," Kyle said, while still tickling her soles and making sure that she couldn't try and kill him again.
"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe! Why nohohohohohohohohohohohohohohot?! Aahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Stohohohohohohohohohohohohop! Jerk! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Plehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehase!"
"Because...I gotta see something," Kyle told her.
"Whahahahahahahahahahahahahahahat?! Aaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Not the heheheheheheheheheheheheheel! Cut it out!" Sam giggled with inquiry.
"Well...since your feet are so cute and ticklish. I wonder what they..." Kyle trailed off and leaned down towards Sam's feet. He stuck out his tongue and swiftly began to lick in between her toes. This earned him instant results from Sam.
"AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP IT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT'S SO GROHOHOHOHOHOHOSS! OH GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOD! QUIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT! HAHAHAHAHAHA IT FEELS SO WEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEIRD! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP IT! HAHAHA THIS TICKLES SO MUCH WORSE! NOT BETWEHEHEHEHEHEHEEN THE TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES! LICK ANYWHERE BUT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!" Sam laughed and wiggled her toes as Kyle's tongue danced across them and in between them.
Kyle drew away from her feet and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He had never licked a girl's feet before, but he had always heard that it was something that foot-fetishists did. Some of them anyway. He'd always wanted to try it, just to see if he was that type of foot-fetishist, but he'd never had the guts to ask Lilly if he could. Now though, he saw that he was indeed that type because Sam's feet were very tasty!
"Don't....ever...do that again!" Sam shouted at him angrily while still trying to catch her breath.
Kyle smiled back at her and saw that she was glaring at him angrily with bright red cheeks from where she'd been laughing.
"You know I have to," he said with a devious grin. Before Sam could do anything to stop him, Kyle swiftly picked her feet up out of his lap and turned around so that he was facing her and her soles were directly in front of him.
"Don't...you...dare," Sam said in a menacingly quite tone. However, Kyle wasn't listening anymore, he quickly began licking up and down the soles of both feet with a joyous smile.
"EEEK! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! COME OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON! ENOUGH ALREHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEADY HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE IT TICKLES! IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES! SO BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sam laughed hysterically once more and began banging her fists on the couch as she wiggled around and tried to break free of Kyle's tight grasp but it was no use, the tickling was making it too hard for her to concentrate and Kyle was extremely strong for someone of his small size. Almost unnaturally strong.
Kyle continued to lick her feet happily, slipping his tongue in between all ten of her toes, each one a time. Each time he did this, Sam let out a ticklish squeal and laughed louder. He was enjoying himself quite a bit actually. She was quite ticklish.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ENOUGH ALREHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEADY! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Sam laughed hysterically, Kyle looked up at her and saw that she now had tears in her eyes. He stopped licking her feet and let her breathe. He'd gone a little too far.
"Sorry. I guess I went a little overboard there, huh?" he said with embarrassment.
Sam didn't reply, she merely lied there and caught her breath for several seconds. Finally though, whenever she could breathe again, she jerked her feet away from him and sat up.
"Gimme my shoes and socks!" she demanded. Kyle gulped with fear and nodded, he quickly picked up her shoes and socks from the floor and handed them too her. Sam snatched them from him and began putting them back on. Once that was done she picked up her bag and began stuffing her supplies back inside of it, all the while grumbling angrily under her breath.
Kyle was too afraid to speak or even move. He was sure that one false move would land his head on the coffee table quicker than he could blink. When she was finished packing, Sam glared at him and stood up swiftly. She then turned on her heel and walked briskly out of the house. Leaving Kyle all by himself.
"I'm so dead," Kyle muttered to himself in fear after he was sure that Sam wasn't coming back. She was definitely gonna kill him and then use him as a punching bag tomorrow. Lilly's plan had worked at first, but then it had failed...now he was gonna die!
As Kyle once again waved goodbye to his best friend, Lilly. He suddenly became quite afraid, the only reason he was still alive was because he had avoided Sam all day long, but now there was nowhere to run. Maybe she wouldn't try and kill him. Not in a public place like this, surely not. He was very wrong.
For at that moment, someone sat down in the seat beside him. With great fear, Kyle slowly turned his head to see who it was...he wasn't shocked by who greeted him. Sam's cold blue eyes bored into his and he saw no mercy or pity there...she was gonna murder him in front of everyone!
"Sam I-"
Sam quickly cut him off with a raise of her hand, making him fall silent in terror.
"Listen. I know you probably think that I wanna kill you right?" Sam asked him and when he nodded she continued. "Well, I don't. So, I'll seeya tonight, ok? We need to get to work on that project. It's about the sensitivity of the human body right?"
"Well...yeah, but-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Sam swiftly got up and made her back to her seat. Leaving Kyle very confused. What was that all about? Suddenly a fearful thought came to him...pain was a sensitivity of the human body. Oh god! He was so screwed! Why else would she ask him that unless she wanted to cause him great pain?!
"I'm a dead man," he muttered helplessly. He was quite sure that today was the day he would die. Murdered at the hands of an angry girl...not a good way to go.
Kyle was yet again playing his game and his parents had yet again left to do whatever parents do when they leave. When there was a sudden knock on his door.
"Here we go," he said quietly to himself. He got up and walked over to the door. He accepted his fate, he had had a good run. He opened the door and revealed Sam standing there with her backpack, something was off about her though...she was smiling.
"Hey Kyle. You ready?" she asked him in a tone that seemed actually...friendly.
"Um, sure. Come on in" he replied and moved aside so that she could come in. She nodded her thanks and walked into the house, she then once again took her place on the couch. Kyle shut the door and walked over to the couch again. Sam was sitting there pulling stuff out of her bag. To Kyle's surprise though, the items she was pulling out weren't school supplies...they were tickle supplies.
They consisted of; A notepad and her pink bunny pen, two feathers, one stiff the other soft. An electric toothbrush, a hairbrush, and some baby oil. Seeing these items Kyle became very confused. He watched with curious interest as she placed the items on the coffee table.
"Uh, Sam. What're those for?" he asked curiously.
Sam looked up at him and smiled in a sweet way that reminded him of Lilly.
"Ticklishness is a sensitivity of the body, right? And our project is on the body's sensitivity. So, um, I thought since you were so good at tickling, maybe you could do it again and this time we could take notes on how each of these items tickles me," she explained herself, a small blush appearing on her cheeks once more.
"Wait, for real?" Kyle asked in surprise.
"Yeah. I actually kinda liked it especially the...licking part" she answered, her blush growing bigger by the second. Kyle was deeply shocked. This definitely couldn't be real...and yet, it was.
"That's so cool! So I can tickle you now?" Kyle was overflowing with joy now...mostly because he would get to live another day. But also because Lilly's plan had actually worked! Now he really owed her.
"On one condition..." Sam said in a business-like tone. "You have to rub my feet afterwards, got it?"
Kyle nodded happily and she gave him a cheerful smile once more, she then placed her feet in his lap.
"Ok then. Now that we're in agreement, tickle away Kyle!...And don't forget my favorite part."
Kyle wasted no time. He quickly removed her shoes and socks and began tickling her super sensitive feet once more. Sending the extremely ticklish girl into hysterics.
This was going to be a very fun project indeed. Kyle had made a new friend in Sam, of that he was certain...
THE END.....
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