Trapped and tickled.

You look behind you as you are surronded, all the soilders pointing their feathered spears at you and the dragon. They tackle you and the dragon. They hold your arms spread eagle, and the same to the dragon. You see a feather spear enter the dragon's huge bellybutton. "NOOOOO! Not my bellybutton! hahahhah!" the dragon screams. A soilder approaches you, and hovers the feather spear, just above your insanley ticklish bellybutton. "No, Please! Don't tickle my bellybutton!" you beg. The Solider ignores your pleas and dipps the spear into your navel. "HahahahahH! NOOO! Stoop! Not the bellybutton!" you scream. the torture gets worst as the feather prods your bellybutton core, and slowly traces the folds and wrinkles inside. Just as you were about to pass out, the dragon gets free and carries you away. You awake to see that your dressed in a red bikini, inside some sort of cave. You don't see the dragon, and look outside the cave, there is a forest outside, and the cave seems to go on forever. You decide to...

Written by The Bellybutton Tickler

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