I've challenged my tiny little men to tickle my toes until I tap out today! They've climbed my soles and positioned themselves as well as possible in my toe cleavage and are ready to try valiantly to tickle me into submission. The agreement is that if they manage to make me call quits before they themselves jump out of harms way or become wriggled out of place: I will grant them one request. Be that their freedom, or access to tickling me elsewhere is up to them! They get two attempts, just to give them a fair chance, and as my soles wrinkle up and my giggling fills the room they think they...

I've challenged my tiny little men to tickle my toes until I tap out today! They've climbed my soles and positioned themselves as well as possible in my toe cleavage and are ready to try valiantly to tickle me into submission. The agreement is that if they manage to make me call quits before they themselves jump out of harms way or become wriggled out of place: I will grant them one request. Be that their freedom, or access to tickling me elsewhere is up to them! They get two attempts, just to give them a fair chance, and as my soles wrinkle up and my giggling fills the room they think they might just stand a chance. However, they are just puny, weak compared to my huge giantess feet and toes. Who do you think will win? ;) WMV Version