The Tickle Bodge or Watch: Chapter 2

Spud keeps his eyes shut but he can sense that the machine's hands are getting closer, ready to tickle him into oblivion.

"20 minutes of tickling, I can't handle that!" Spud thought, bitting his lip.

Spud waits and waits but he still feels nothing touching him. What's taking the machine so long? Spud takes the chance to peek and opens one eye. He sees the rest of the contestants but the machine's hands are nowhere in sight. Spud opens both eyes, confused.

"Um...where are the machine's hands?" Spud asked, only to see Don smirk.

Suddenly, Spud feels fingers digging into his exposed sides.

"They're right there, Spud!!!" Don cried, laughing maniacally as the machine tickles Spud mercilessly from behind him, its arms reaching around the chair to get his sides.

At first, Spud just jumps and yelps until he realizes how much it actually tickles. He starts laughing.

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The machine smiles and puts its hands on Sanders' sides, legs and feet. Sanders gulps and sweats.

"Oh no! Not my sides, legs and feet! They're my most ticklish areas!" Sanders thought, shivering.

Suddenly, the machine senses a sweet aroma from Sanders' feet and turns two of its hands into noses to sniff Sanders' feet. Sanders giggles to the machine's noses sniffing her feet because they tickle.

"Ehehehehehehehe! Ooh! That tickles!" Sanders giggled.

The machine's noses turn back into hands and Don sniffs Sanders' super ticklish feet, causing Sanders to giggle again.

"Eee! Hehehehehehehehehehehehe!" Sanders giggled, squealing a bit.

"Wow! What's that sweet smell?" Don asked.

"Oh! It's my feet! I put cocoa oil on them when MacArthur and I finish a leg in the race!" Sanders said.

"Whoa!" All the other contestants said, amazed by Sanders' sweet cocoa smelling feet.

Sanders smiles and blushes as she giggles cutely.

The machine starts tickling Sanders' most ticklish areas: Her sides, legs and feet. Sanders starts squealing and screeching in laughter.