Hello foot, meet my hand

You put your hand on the foot, it's warm and smooth while the toes slightly squirm of your hand. You run a finger down it and both the foot and the cushion you sitting on move. You smile to yourself as you reach over and tickle the cushion next to you, it squrims as it tries to get away from your tickling fingers. While you tickle the poor couch, you see that the room needs a bit more furniture then a foot/stomach couch.

Written by The Tickler

A few statues
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