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“Tickle and ladders!”
🎃Tickletober day 4- games🎃
Lee: Inojin
Ler(s): Boruto, Shikadai, Mitsuki, Iwabae, Denki, and brief Metal Lee.
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Inojin dosen’t know why he agreed to this, but he did. He had his arms strapped above him, stretched out w/ tape, while his legs are eagle spread straight out w/ tape. He was very vulnerable, but smthing deep down inside of him peeked his interest. Almost as if there is some sort of excitement building up inside of him.
What had happened was that Boruto had invited the boys to go camping with him, but they had their own little side bar, excluding out Inojin. Which means that they all planned out on what was gonna happen that night w/o Inojin’s knowledge bc they wanted it to be a “surprise” towards the blonde one. Shikadai being Shikamaru’s son obviously thought it was a drag to go w/ them, but he thought it would be a little fun to see his friend shriek, so he joined in as well.
They got to their camping trip, and set up their tents. Iwabae went to go get sticks for the fire, while the others was clearing the ground to put logs down and use them as chairs.
Hours went by and it started to get dark, so Shikadai helped them start a fire. They roasted their marshmallows, while telling Ghost stories.
Then the fun began. Ofc, everyone knows how insanely ticklish Inojin is, but the boys, his friends, knows how much he loves being tickled. It’s just the affection and a reason to laugh like an idiot that gets him so excited abt tickling. But the actions their abt to commit, has to be consensual or it wouldn’t be fun to them, and they just want Inojin to be comfortable while being tickled, they don’t want him to hate it.
“Hey, Inojin?” Boruto broke the silence, getting his friend’s attention.
“Mhm?” He had stuffed his mouth full with his s’more, finishing it so it wouldn’t melt in his hands.
“Do u want to play a game?”
“*cough*,” Inojin choked on his last bite of his s’more. He swallowed it, then looked up with furrow eyebrows and melted chocolate running down the side of his mouth. “What… kind of game?”
“It’s nothing in particular,” actually it is, “me, Shikadai, Iwabae, Metal, and Mitsuki, all made it up before we got here.”
Inojin has a hunch of what “game” it is bc they always like to either, poke his side, prod his thighs, or scribble his ribs. And it would happen atleast once a day by all of his guy firends. So it could be abt tickling, but he still wanted to ask what game it is.
“It’s a tickling game.” Boruto read his mind like he has telekinesis.
There it was, “it’s a tickling game” struck some part of him, down deep in his body. He doesn’t know if he should be worried, anxious, or excited that out of everyone here, they chose him to get tickled.
“Uhm…. Can-Can u explain… t-the rules?”
“Sure!” Boruto shot up eagerly, w/ a wide smile from ear to ear. Honestly, he was a little too excited to tickle his best friend. “So basically we have a dice, right? This dice has 6 sides, and what number the ler roles, is a minute of tickling.”
‘A minute? A… MINUTE?! I can’t even last 30 seconds, let alone 6 whole minutes! Maybe God would make me lucky and I’ll only get one minute each role, it’s a big leap, but worth a shot… right?’
Boruto continued to say the rules, “Then, we each have one body part per person. We put all of ur sensitive spots, which was everywhere, but we will only pull 6 parts because there’s only 6 lers here. Maybe u’ll get lucky and no one would pull ur extremely ticklish spot, only time will tell, yh? But here’s the catch, in order for u to not break free from our grasp, do we have permission to tape u down to the ground?”
‘I can’t believe he just casually asks me that! “Can we tie u down?” LIKE WTF?! I never been tied down while being tickled before, so I don’t know how I’ll react. Guess that’s y they asked me before they actually did it. I’m kinda eager to play this game ngl, so I guess I’ll give it a shot.’
“Sure, just stop when the timer gets done, got it?”
“Scouts honner,” Boruto put his hand on his chest, making a promise. “And only the person who roles the dice and body part, will do the tickling and/or teasing if they’re down for it. So let’s get started.” He pulled the tape out of his jacket pocket and taped the ponytailed boy to the ground.
His heart was racing, his chest was pounding, his breathing was dying down. He was a mess, and just by being tied up. He knows they’ll untie him if he says so, he just doesn’t want to get up yet.
“Ok, youngest goes first.” Boruto said
“Damn it, I’m last.” Iwabae cried.
“My birthday is, March 27,” Boruto.
“My birthday is, September 23,” Shikadai.
“My birthday is, October 20,” Safari didn’t say when Metal Lee’s birthday is, so I guessed.
“My birthday is, January 10,” It also didn’t tell me Denki’s birthday.
“My parent said my birthday was July 25,” Mitsuki.
They all looked at him perplexed, but didn’t care too much abt it. “Ok… So it goes Denki, me, Mitsuki, Shikadai, Metal, and Iwabae. Here Denki, u roll.” Boruto gave him the dice and the hat.
“I got 6!”
‘Damnit! And on the first try too! Things are not looking good for me.’
“I also got the neck,” Denki crawled over to Inojin’s twitchy head, and he pulled it back so he can reach all over his neck without him scrunching up.
“Oh God!” The blonde Lee cried out.
“Dw Inojin, I’ll go real slow so u can remember this moment.”
Boruto set the timer on his phone, “And… go!”
Denki swiped one finger up and down his front neck, lightly tickling his Adams apple.
The latter won’t give up that easily, though. It’ll take a lot for him to laugh out loud when his neck is being tickled. He scrunched up his face, and had his mouth puffed out like he was holding in a bubble like those elementary kids do in hallways, not to mention his face was beet red, and he had tears pricking the corners of his eyes due to him holding back his laugh.
“Oh? U won’t laugh? That just won’t do, now will it? I want to hear u beg for mercy.” For someone who is scared to stick up for himself, he knows how to tease ppl in the worst right way possible. He picked up his head and rapidly squeezed the back of his neck.
“AH!! Ahahhahahahahaha, no! Nohohohot there!! Plehehehehehease!!”
“Oh, I see now. The back of ur neck is way more ticklish than the front. I’m gonna put this to good use. Look how red ur neck and face is alr getting, and I’m just squeezing the back of this vulnerable area.”
“NOHOHOHOHO!!! Dohohohohon’t tease me, Dehehehehnki!”
“So ur weak to teases? Can u be any more cute?”
“5…4…3…2…1…” Boruto started to countdown, indicating how much time he had left to tickle the shit out of their best friend, then he finally stopped the timer. “0! Alr Denki, it’s my turn~”
The smart guy slowly put down the panting lee’s head, as to not hurt him, giving him enough time to breathe. “Let’s see, I rolled a… 4! And so got the body part: Knees!”
‘Knees? Knees?! Oh my god, when am I gonna get my least ticklish spot, like my palms, or my thighs?! I wish I never agreed to do this.’
Boruto sat on his thighs, facing his knees w/ his back towards the Lee in question. “U ready~?”
“No-“ he was cut off by the yellow haired ninja squeezing hard on his delicate joints. “AHAHAHAH!!! NOHOHOHO GOING EASY FIHIHIHIRST?!”
“Now why would I go easy on a ticklish person like yourself. These knees are itching for me to have my wiggly fingers dancing all over them. They want me to knead and scratch the delicate divots, and work my way up to where ur knees meet ur thighs, then back down, and to the back of them as well.” Holy shit, did Boruto… like… practice on how to tickle tease someone? Bc he’s doing a rlly good job for someone who doesn’t participate it degrading others.
“BOHOHOHOHORUTO?! HOW DID U GEHEHEHET SO GOOD AHAHHAT THIS!”
“We’ll, my dad would always tickle me, while my mom would always tease me, so I kinda learn from the best.”
“SHIHIHIHIT!”
“GASP! Did u just say a naughty word?~” Boruto slowed down his kneading to Inojin’s divots on both sides of his knees.
This gave him enough time to take back in all the air that was taken out of him, “Ahahahhaha… w-what?”
“Well, naughty boys gets punished.” He decided to scratch and claw all around the boy’s under knees, making sure not to leave any space untickled. “U need to learn ur lesson, Inojin. Do u kids ur mother w/ that mouth?”
“NOHOHOHOHOHO!!!! STAHHAHAHAHAGAHAHP!!!”
“Well, ur not going to anymore, once I get done w/ u. U’ll be a walking deflated balloon. Ur gonna remember the time ur best friend tickled u senseless. Ur gonna remember the time, u actually enjoyed this playful touch.”
“JEEZ!!! WHENEHHEHEN IS TIME UHUHUHUHUP?!”
“In, 3…2…1…” Denki counted down, stopping the timer at 0. “Ok Boruto, it’s Mitsuki’s turn next.”
Boruto got off of his thighs, laughing while we was walking back to his post. “Curse u Bor-Boruto…”
“U won’t be saying that for long once I get my tickle starved finger back on those sensitive knees.”
“Ok, I rolled a… 4, and I got the… ribs.” Mitsuki walked over to him, placing himself onto the lee’s stomach. “I’m not hurting u, am I?”
“No, not at all.”
“Ok, good. Boruto? When does my time start?”
“Now.”
And as soon as the yellow haired ninja said that, the snake ninja dove into his blonde’s ribcage. He isn’t a talkative ler though, he rather focus on making the lee squeal.
“Eek! Mmm…Ke- Pfft- *huff*” Inojin tried w/ all his power to keep the laughs contained.
Once Mitsuki figured out what he was doing, he decided to cheat, well according to the artistic ninja he did. He used his electric shocks to zap the latter just enough for it to tickle not hurt.
“NAHAHAHHASH!!!! UR CHEHEHHEHEHEATING U CAHAHAHAHN’T USE UR JUTSU!!” If somebody wasn’t sitting on his tomach, he would’ve arched his back like the Noah’s ark.
“Well, we didn’t state any rules abt NOT using our Justu’s.” Boruto snickered in his hand.
“NAHHAHAHA!! UR SO MEHEHEHEHAN!!!”
“I’ll use more bolts to the electric shocks, if u think I’m being mean.”
“NO! I’M JOHOHOHOKING!!”
“Ok, Mitsuki ur time ends in, 6…5…4…3…2…1…” and Boruto ended the timer when it got to 0. “Next is, Shikadai.”
“Ugh, what a drag.” The strategic ninja scratched the back of his neck, and bent down to pick up the dice and hat. He rolled the dice and got a 3, he drew out of the hat and got the thigh.
‘Oh, thank god it’s my thigh! That’s like my least ticklish spot on my body, still ticklish though, but way less ticklish.’
“Ok Shikadai ur timer starts… NOW!” Boruto started the timer at 3 minutes.
Shikadai wasn’t in know hurry to make the younger one laugh, but he still bent down and started to squeeze his inner thigh.
“Kr- Pfft-mmmm…” He wiggled in place out of reflexes.
“Are u rlly not ticklish here?” Shikadai questioned while he scratched the latter’s bare inner thigh.
“Nhohot really, no.” Inojin giggled, but then relaxed bc it felt good more than tickled.
“Hey, Boruto can’t u stop my time? He’s not ticklish here, and I kinda don’t wanna waste my free day trying to tickle someone who isn’t ticklish on their thighs.”
“Uh, sure, so I guess it’s Metal’s turn?” Boruto stopped the timer, and the strategic ninja walked back to where he was originally sitting.
‘Ok, take deep breaths Metal, remember what papa, taught u.’ He walked over to pick up the dice and hat. “I rolled a… 5. And I got the… feet?”
‘Oh no, anything but the feet, please!’
The dad look alike bent down to the blonde’s strapped ankle, taking off his socks and shoes. ‘U got this Metal Lee, there is only 6 ppl staring at u, nothing to be worried about.’
“Ok, ur time starts… Now!” Boruto started the timer at 5 minutes.
It was Metal Lee’s cue to start scratching the latter’s bare soles. “HA!!! How do u like this?! And this?! And this?! U like ur soles being tickled, huh?”
“HAHAHAHH!!! NO I DOHOHOHON’T! STHAHHAHAP IT!!! PLEASE!” InoLee started to violently writher around, even if his limbs are bound to the ground.
“Don’t lie. We all know u crave this excitement. U like it when I hold ur toes back and slowly search up and down these sensitive soles u have~”
“I DOHOHOHOHON’T!! I REALLY DON’T!!! STOHOHOHOHOP IT!” It looked like his ankles was gonna break depending on how much he’s jumping and twitching.
“Awww, come on, I didn’t even get to the main coarse yet… Let’s see if these piggies are willing to be my breakfast. This little piggy went to the market,” Metal wiggled Inojin’s big toe, then held it back and scratched the part where his toe met his foot.
“GAH!!! NOHOHOHOHOHOT THAT!!!”
“This little piggy stayed home,” he wiggled the latter’s index toe, held it back and gave him a little scratch at the same place he did w/ his big toe. “This little piggy had roast beef,” he did the same thing prior to the other two toes. “This little piggy had non,” he did the same thing to his ring toe that he did w/ his other three toes. “And this little piggy went,” Metal Lee wiggled his pinky toe, “wee wee wee,” he held his toe back and scratch everywhere around his last toe, “allll, the way, home.” Then Metal Ler sat on Inojin’s ankles and held all of his toes back with his left hand and scratched rlly hard on his bare soles. It didn’t hurt Ofc, just madly tickled like hell.
“NAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!! STO-…. *wheeze*… STOP!”
“Ok Metal, ur time’s up. Now, last but not least is-“
Boruto was cut off by Iwabae yelling, “ME!” He went to go pick up the dice and hat, and got 1 and the Navel. “I got 1…?” He cried.
“Iwabae, ur time starts…”
“I only have one minute, let’s make this one count. FOR THE BOYS!!!”
“Now!” Boruto started the timer at 1 minute.
The older ninja sat on the lee’s waist, lifting his shirt up, and just destroying the inside of his navel. He scratched the walls, drilled deep into the hollow, and gave him a few raspberries to put on top.
“NAHAH—— *Snort* ST *snort* STOP IHIHHIHT!!! *wheeze*.”
“Are u insane?! I have 30 seconds left! I’m not stopping for the world.” He scratched the wall again, and circling around his belly button before dipping it back in the hollow circle.
“IHIHIHI… CHAHAHAHAN’T BR-…” Inojin’s voice went silent. His head was pounding, he was crying, his breathing was fast, but all of the sudden, it would randomly slow down.
“Umm… Iwabae? I think ur actually killing him, u only have 10 seconds left, u should stop.” Boruto mentioned so his bsf wouldn’t actually die from being tickled.
“Yh, I guess ur right…” Iwabae got off of him and Boruto, Metal Lee, Shikadai, and Denki took off the tape that was now metaphorically suffocating his limbs.
“*panting*, thanks guys…”
“For what? Ticking u? Or stopping?” Iwabae laughed.
“For stopping!”
“Ur welcome, now go inside the tent u need sleep.”
“I- can’t feel my legs, I’ll just sleep here for tonight.” Inojin cradled himself, but was later lifted up by the older one, and gently placed down on his sleeping bag.
“Good night, Inojin,” they all whispered as to not wake up the resting Koala.
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A/n: I don’t even wanna proof read this, so hopefully it makes sense.