It was a fine day in the Kingdom of Bijoual. The sun was shining bright, the grass and grees were as green as can be, the water clear and blue. In this Kingdom lived a beautiful young princess named Lauren. She was the most beautiful girl you ever seen. Her hair was long and blonde, her body slender and soft, and her eyes grey and blue. She was envied amount all princesses for she showed off her body constantly instead of keeping it hidden. She always wore her golden crown, with a pink halter top, with a pink skirt, and pink high heels.
Her body made guys head turn and girls turn green with envy. Among them was an old witch. Her name was Helga the Wrinkled, she was once a beautiful lady who use to also turn the heads of men. She once used her magic to make men do whatever she pleased until a wizard placed a curse on her. This curse was forever placed upon her and she sat in a cave a couple of miles away from the castle. For centuries she plotted on a way to take out her revenge on those who made her this way, for a way to get the crown. The princess was always well guarded, but from what she could see, the princess had no weaknesses.
After a whie she figured out a way to get to the princess. After years of planning, she manage a spell that would stop time, in which she could sneak into the castle and get to the princess. Smirking, she journeyed to the castle, and with an utter of a few words time stopped. She walked up the steps to the princesses chamber and grabbed her, taking Lauren to her cave. When time came back to its normal state, the princess found herself tied in an I formation on a cold stone.
"What is the meaning of this! I demand you let me go this instant!" shouted Lauren. Helga walked out of the shadowns smirking.
"You my dear will give me what I want, or I will force it out of you." said Helga
"What died on your face? You look like a horse pooped on your face then a stampede trampled over it." said Lauren. Helga glared at her and raised her hand to her. Lauren closed her eyes in fear she was going to get hit, but instead she started to feel something on her belly. She squirmed as it continued more and more, the nails scratching lightly against her soft bare belly. "Get off me you crazy witch." she screamed.
"Ah Ha! So the little princess does have a soft tummy?" said Helga as she continue lightly scratching her long nails over her bare belly. Lauren giggled madly, her belly was her most ticklish spot and the soft touches from the nails were driving her mad. Her giggles get louder and louder as she tried her best to fight the tickling.
"The only way you can get this to stop is to give me the kingdom or become my tickle slave forever." said Helga.
"What! Your crazy! I will never do either of those!" said Lauren giggling. With that, Helga stopped only to now dig her fingers right into her belly sending her into heavy laughter. She continued to laugh as the fingers dug into her bare belly, vibrating majorly, and getting more ticklish by the second. For hours she continued digging her fingers into her belly.
"Hahahah okk!!! I begg youu pleasee stoppp!!!" begged Lauren.
"Will you hand over the kingdom?" said Helga, digging deeper and harder.
"No!" she laughed.
"Will you become my slave?" asked Helga, pausing for a moment.
"Never!" panted Lauren, her belly red with finger prints.
"Hmmm, maybe if i tickle this lovely navel of yours hmm? Will that change your mind?" said Helga, smirking. Laurens eyes got wider as she desperately struggled to get out of her bounds. It was no use as Helga stuck her finger in her navel and began wiggling it around. "Tickle tickle tickle!" she teased. Lauren screamed with laughter, she squirmed madly and jumped as her poor navel was endlessly tickled. Helga wiggled faster and faster, making her laugher harder and louder. Laurens sanity was breaking, which got worse as she tickled her belly and navel now. Lauren pleeded and begged for the tickling to stop, but Helga would not let up.
For the next two hours her navel and tickled and teased. Helga continued to dig into her belly and tease the belly. Suddenly she began to raspberry her belly, right over her navel. This sent Lauren into a frenzy of laughter, she continued to laugh until she finally broke. She didn't give the kingdom, but she agreed to have her belly, tickled for five hours a day. Helga didn't get her kingdom, but she got her tickle slave. It was only a matter of time before she broke the princess and would have the kingdom.
Laurens eyes went wide, "NO! Don't touch that!" she screamed.
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