B C Tickle And Fetish - Take It Out On Dragon (Small)

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B C Tickle And Fetish - Take It Out On Dragon (Small)

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Take It Out On Dragon (Small)

As you walk in, Megan is already on the phone, her feet tapping impatiently on the hardwood floor. She's animated, gesturing wildly as she talks about her terrible day. But then she listens intently, nodding her head before hanging up abruptly.

"Okay, we're done here," she mutters under her breath, heading straight for the stairs. You follow her up to the bedroom, where your nerdy roommate Dragon is sprawled out on the bed, engrossed in some TV show.

"Hey, D," Megan greets her, her tone suddenly turning teasing. "You know what would make me feel better right about now?"

Dragon looks up at her, a tiny frown forming between her glasses. "Um, I don't know...? What are you talking about?"

"I need to take my frustrations out on someone," Megan explains, her voice low and threatening. "And you, my little friend, are just the person for the job."

Before Dragon can even process what's happening, Megan is upon her, straddling her hips and pinning down her arms. Her nails dance across Dragon's soles, sending shivers of anticipation up her spine.

"Please, Megan," Dragon begs, her face reddening. "I don't want to tickle fight!"

But Megan just laughs darkly, her body shaking with mirth. "Too bad, Dragon. It's either this or you're going to be really sorry."

And with that, Megan launches into a relentless tickling assault. She digs her nails into Dragon's arches, tickling her insteps and ankles until she's a writhing, giggling mess. Dragon tries to squirm away, but it's no use against Megan's strength.

As Megan's laughter fills the room, you can't help but feel a sense of dread. You know that this is just how Megan deals with her emotions, and unfortunately, you're right in the thick of it. You watch helplessly as your normally reserved roommate is reduced to a ticklish mess by your much larger friend.

Megan continues to tickle Dragon mercilessly, her breath coming in heavy gasps. She's lost herself in the power she holds over her smaller friend, and it's clear that she isn't going to stop anytime soon. Dragon tries to defend herself, but it's like trying to swim against a riptide.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Megan relents. She pulls Dragon close, her chest heaving as she catches her breath. Dragon collapses onto the bed, gasping for air and wiping away tears of laughter.

"Thanks, Megan," she manages between gasps. "I needed that."

Megan smirks, a satisfied glint in her eye. "Anytime, Dragon."

And with that, she turns and walks out of the room, leaving Dragon to catch her breath and recover from the tickle attack.

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