Wilbur Balenboard (c) PodFrog
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Wilbur's Dangling Dare
by Skaea and Podfrog
Contains: */M tickling, concentrating on foot tickling. SFW.
Word Count: 3,498
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It was another normal day in the Digital District apartment,
with the various residents therein going about their daily lives. Me? I’d spent
much of the day hanging out with a number of the people I shared the place
with. But one particular guy had not yet been visited, and I had a daily
workout to take care of anyway. So it was that I found myself in the Digital
District Gym, as was tradition.
And lo and behold, once again, Wilbur Balenbord was making his usual rounds.
“One... Two... One... Two...”
Wilbur was, at the moment, working on his abdominal muscles with the ab crunchers. Or rather, he was doing his routine while hanging on the chin-up bar. I’d heard he liked doing it this way, with his long feet and toes being quite useful for the task. Not only could he stand out from the crowd with his technique, but it was even more effective for his abs! “One... Two... One... Two...”
This was the sight I walked in on as I exited the treadmill room, wiping the sweat from my head with the towel I’d made sure to bring this time. I was passing by on the way to the vending machine once again when I stopped in my tracks, and turned around, unable to believe what I was seeing.
Aside from the obvious, the other thought that passed through my head was a sense of relief from seeing the rather large mattress placed under the chin-up bar he was hanging from. I’d have hated to see him hurt himself if he took a tumble - especially after what I had planned for him...
I decided to act casual for this conversation, but I couldn’t disguise the awe I was feeling towards my friend’s routine. “Oh hey, Wilbur! Back at it again, huh?”
Wilbur recognized that voice. It was none other than yours truly, the supposed “gym partner” who’d tickled him silly during our last meeting! Come to think of it, I’d pondered taking lessons from him since then, but I hadn’t had the courage to ask...
And lo and behold, once again, Wilbur Balenbord was making his usual rounds.
“One... Two... One... Two...”
Wilbur was, at the moment, working on his abdominal muscles with the ab crunchers. Or rather, he was doing his routine while hanging on the chin-up bar. I’d heard he liked doing it this way, with his long feet and toes being quite useful for the task. Not only could he stand out from the crowd with his technique, but it was even more effective for his abs! “One... Two... One... Two...”
This was the sight I walked in on as I exited the treadmill room, wiping the sweat from my head with the towel I’d made sure to bring this time. I was passing by on the way to the vending machine once again when I stopped in my tracks, and turned around, unable to believe what I was seeing.
Aside from the obvious, the other thought that passed through my head was a sense of relief from seeing the rather large mattress placed under the chin-up bar he was hanging from. I’d have hated to see him hurt himself if he took a tumble - especially after what I had planned for him...
I decided to act casual for this conversation, but I couldn’t disguise the awe I was feeling towards my friend’s routine. “Oh hey, Wilbur! Back at it again, huh?”
Wilbur recognized that voice. It was none other than yours truly, the supposed “gym partner” who’d tickled him silly during our last meeting! Come to think of it, I’d pondered taking lessons from him since then, but I hadn’t had the courage to ask...