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- “C’mon Rarity, I’m almost there!” An intense look of determination crept across your face, with you slowly grinding your teeth at the sight of the final boss.
- “But Anon, you said I could have a turn.” The monster mare complained; a bored expression stuck on her face.
- “Shhshh, I’ve almost got it…” You waved her off, slid further up to her chest; and calmly laid back.
- “Am I going to have to teach you another lesson, dear?” Rarity teasingly cooed, playing with her purple curls.
- “Th-there’s no need for that Rarity, I’m in the final room!” Nothing you said would stop the gargantuan Rarity from “torturing” you.
- “Darling, you have ten seconds to change the game~” She raised her hoof, and jokingly patted your head.
- “Rarity, don’t-“
- “Ten.” Her eyebrows darted upward.
- “Please?”
- “Nine.” She cracked her neck, and swapped her position so that her back was on the ground.
- “I’ll let you have the console for a whole week, just don’t do it!” For a split second, you took your eyes off of the screen; and focused on the cocky mare’s mug.
- “Well now, you really want me to do this?”
- “Do wha-“ Rarity lightly pushed you onto your back with little resistance.
- “Tickle tickle tickle!” Vigorously, Rarity began to scratch the tip of her white hoof against your belly.
- “Pfftthahaha, stop it; please stop!” You started to flail your arms and legs around, as Rarity continued tickling your stomach.
- “I can’t hear you over your adorable little laughs!” She taunted you, a tender tingling sensation flying through your body.
- “St-stop hahahaha!” Rarity danced her hoof across your torso with a giddy, gleeful gleam.
- >”GAME OVER!”
- You didn’t even notice the game over screen, you were completely pre-occupied by the warm feeling of being dropped further and further into Rarity’s plump, mattress-like tummy.
- She proceeded to tickle the tears out of you; being pushed into the area of her big belly felt like a monstrous marshmallow was hugging you in a cozy grip.
- Well, this WAS your fault; all there was to do now was lay back and take the tickling.
- Your face turned red, and your gut began to burst due to the excessive amount of laughter falling out of your mouth.
- “Awh, Anon; you lost!”
- “No, Rarity PFTTHAHAHA, I HEH, WON!”
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