Hello, hello! I'm the TickFic Empire and I'm back with another one-shot of ticklish awesomeness. I would like to apologize again for last night's really late post, but I'm back with a much earlier addition to the series. I mean, it's the weekend, so obviously I have more time.

In any case, I hope you enjoy the tickle-shot!


The Tickling Minigame

"Aaaaugh!" cried Sam, dropping his GameCube controller on the couch. "Dakota!"

Dakota smiled mischievously and looked down at him.

"Dakota's mean, isn't she?" she teased, poking his shoulder.

Sam grumbled and picked the controller back up as the dice appeared above Wario's head, pressing A to jump and hit them both. As the number turned out to be a whopping six spaces, Sam slumped into the couch and watched his character walk around the massive game board. Winning was hopeless for him now.

"Man! You've been on top of the game since the fifth round and that was the only time I've been able to get ahead! How could you just take the star like that even though you've been taking my stuff through this entire game?! You're better than that!"

Dakota looked back down at him and noticed him looking kind of angry. She stared down at the controller in her lap out of guilt for a few seconds; she hated to see Sam mad at her, but she was only trying to do what she could to win. The two of them sat there for a moment, one steaming and the other one trying not to let her guilt take over. Finally, Sam realized what he was doing and looked over at Dakota, who appeared startled by Sam's outburst. He set the controller down for a moment as guilt of his own swept over him.

"Dakota, I'm sorry for yelling. I guess I got so into the game I forgot who I was playing against. I'm sure if you and I switched places, I would've done the same thing."

Dakota quickly stood up and tried to literally switch places on the couch, but Sam waved his hands at her before she could crush him.

"It's just a figure of speech! Heheh!" he laughed, watching Dakota sit down cross-legged on her side of the couch—which was bolted down to keep from tipping due to her mutant weight—embarrassed. "Look, it doesn't matter how many stars or coins you take from me, you're still my girl. Like they always say, "Players go for the sluts, but gamers look for the princess!" It took me a long time, but eventually I found the princess in another castle."

Dakota blushed even harder and she said,

"Aww! Dakota loves you too!" she said, bending down and kissing him on the cheek.

Sam grinned and nodded towards the TV a few seconds later.

"Want to finish kicking my butt in Mario Party 4, or what? We've still got ten more minutes to finish our gaming marathon!"

They returned to the game and, sure enough, Dakota kicked Sam's butt big time. As the ending sequence was being played, Sam suddenly felt a lack of interest in the game, which was a rare thing. He glanced over at Dakota through the corner of his eye and saw that her bare foot, which, after being mutated, was as big as his head, was poking out from under her leg while she sat cross-legged on the couch. He grinned and silently walked his fingers over, poking her sole.

Dakota suddenly leapt into the air, smashing her head on the ceiling and making it rain panels on them. She was freaking out, looking this way and that and panting like a crazed animal.

"DAKOTA, WAIT! All I did was try to tickle you!" Sam shouted, trying to calm her down.

Dakota looked down at him, still panting, and suddenly looked confused.

"What's a tickle, because I don't like it!"

Sam scratched his neck awkwardly and tried to explain.

"Didn't your parents ever tickle you, or something?"

Dakota shook her head and sat down heavily on the couch. Sam's grin came back to him after a few seconds. Then he said,

"You want me to show you?"

Dakota looked a little hesitant, but agreed. Sam grabbed hold of her giant ankle and put her orange foot on his lap, careful not to cut himself on her razor-sharp toenails. Then he slowly began to tickle her sole, crawling his fingers from her heels to the ball of her foot and back again. All of a sudden, Dakota started laughing hard and her tail slapped repeatedly on the ground, shaking the room.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! TICKLE FEELS FUNNY!"

Sam laughed too and dug his thumbs into her soles, twirling them in circles teasingly.

"Heheh! It's super effective!"

Sam loved hearing Dakota laugh, even after her voice was deepened by the mutation. It was fun to watch her melt like that, because all of her scary exterior turned super cute in a matter of seconds. Of course, this was the first time she remembered being tickled, so that was a contributing factor. As soon as Sam stopped, Dakota reached over and put his hand back on her foot.

"Dakota likes it now! Do it again!" she pleaded.

Sam's smile widened, but instead he stood up and said,

"Wait one second! I'll be right back."

Dakota only had to wait for thirty seconds; Sam came back into the room holding a big, pointy feather. He sat down on the couch, grabbed hold of her enourmous foot, and started to lightly stroke it up and down the bottom of her foot, sending her into a fit of giggles.

"Saaaaaaaaaam!" she whined, giggling nonstop.

Then Sam decided to see if her toes were ticklish, so he put the feather in between her toes and twirled it around. Once again, Dakota's tail thump-thump-thumped on the ground and she went into ticklish laughter.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!"

Sam was starting to blush from the cuteness overload going on here. After a little while longer, he stopped tickling and watched as she put his hand back on her foot again.

"More!" she said, looking really excited.

Sam shrugged and replied,

"You know, your stomach is also vulnerable to tickling. Do you want me to—"

"Yeah! Dakota wants tickle!" she exclaimed, lying down on top of him suddenly.

Sure, she was as heavy as a mutant girlfriend normally would be, but Sam was able to bear it just fine. He unstuck his hands from underneath and slid them up her sides, scratching with his fingertips. Dakota squealed and her tail started thumping again, trying not to crush Sam with it. Sam's fingers traveled up to her belly, which felt kinda scaly to the touch, and he grabbed at her skin, causing Dakota's laughter to rise to level-five cuteness.

"Dakota's defense lowered!" teased Sam as he half-rubbed, half-tickled her belly with his wiggling fingers.

While Dakota was distracted, his fingers suddenly grazed her underarms. At this point, Dakota couldn't contain herself at all and leaped into the air to hit her head on the ceiling again. When she landed, dizziness filled her and she just sat there on the couch, rubbing her head.

"Okay, okay, no more tickle!" she breathed, collecting herself; then, suddenly, she looked over at Sam and added, "Does Sam like tickle?"


Oooh, Sam's in trouble! XD I thought that was pretty cute, what with her mutant tail slapping the ground like she was a dog. Got any other scenarios you want done? Just let me know and I'm on the case! ...er, story. Anyway, I'll see you all tomorrow!

~TickFic Empire