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After all the big buildup, that first tickling touch
Nearly made me explode - it was really that much,
For my sensitive barefeet to take it with grace
Or would foot-tickling slay me all over the place;
If they tickled my tootsies and tickled em well
They could drive me to heaven by tickling like h*,
We'd be really in luck if the dudes made me scream
And my feet found the tickles to be too extreme;
I was sure it would make me incredibly glad
If their skill at feet tickling was better than bad,
While some good tootsie ticklin would give me the itch
And just make me their little bare ticklefoot b*;

The first tentative finger along on my heel
Tickled more than I'd really expected to feel,
But my massive barefeet were perfectly ready
As I made no noise to keep quiet and steady;
I really felt lucky then knowing what starch is
When tickles moved up to my sensitive arches,
I thought maybe foot-tickling would take a stern toll
When a deft finger danced up my huge ticklish sole;
And not giving so much as a snort or a smirk
With my dawgs gettin tickled was wicked hard work,
Then a giggle welled up that I nearly let go
As the finger attacked my most ticklish bare toe;

Now at first they all found it enough of a treat
Just to tickle my wicked big bare helpless feet,
Foot-tickles continued in anticipation
My laughin and gigglin would bring jubilation;
Then my silence and stillness began to annoy
Every sole tickling man and toe-ticklin teen boy,
Who wanted to make my poor tootsies both wiggle
And hear my delciously sweet high-pitched giggle;
Content in the knowledge that very soon after
They'd have me reduced to hysterical laughter,
By the time that they'd all had a ticklefeet turn
Hot Bare Foot-Tickle Fever made every face burn;