Happy Easter everybody! Seeing as how it's a holiday and all, and I haven't heard a peep out of any of my family in over
two years, so I have the day to my lonesome, I figured I'd whip up a story for my furry family. Since Easter seems to be
all about bunnies for some reason, I'd make that the theme. This is going to be my first clean tickling story as I enjoy
that kind of stuff too, and I enjoy challenging myself to make the stories different and interesting for you, the reader.
I hope you had a wonderful day filled with friends and family and not a day of sitting on the couch in your underwear
eating frozen pizza and writing furry trash like me. Whatever the case, thanks for stopping by my humble page, and I
hope you enjoy what you read. Comments, favs, watches, ideas, suggestions, critique, etc all appreciated and welcomed.
Even if you read this, and just decide to enjoy it in anonimity, I still appreciate you out there fam. I can feel it.
Take care, and happy reading. ^-^

Tickle the pig is mine. Story also mine. You guys are fabulous just for reading this. *kisses*

I figure this counts as clean, but let me know if you disagree and I'll switch it to mature.

Tickle the pig walked down the sidewalk of the city with a duffel bag over his shoulder. He was wearing his security
uniform and was walking briskly (for him) looking annoyed. He was annoyed at himself. The security gig just wasn't good
enough to pay the bills in the tough economy, and so often he was forced to take side jobs for extra cash. Side jobs
were almost always embarrasing and low pay, but the pig had to do what he had to do to make ends meet. Today his boss
at the mall had tipped him off that the mall was looking for someone to dress up as the Easter bunny to take photos with
the children. Pig had hated the idea of being stuck in a hot costume and having little brats crawl all over him all day,
but since it was Easter the pay was time and a half and he really really needed that extra cash. If he was lucky, tomorrow
he could take some of the extra cash and buy some half price easter candy. The piggy just adored chocolate treats.

But for now, he was running late. He was always running late it seemed.

He came to the door to the employees only area and ran inside to change into his costume. It was hot and itchy and pig
hated it. He had trouble seeing through the eyeholes. But he just reminded himself that it was for the money. Money for
the chocolate. Oh how he loved that chocolate.

Pig worked a full day in the mall's kiddie area taking pictures with the children. It wasn't so bad except for being a
very long day, the hot costume causing the pig to sweat fiercely. Some of the parents were rude and the children impatient
but all in all, most behaved themselves and pig believed he had gotten a pretty easy payday, all things considered.

When the day was finally over, the pig went back towards the employee area to change back into his street clothes, and
head home to a nice long shower and something to eat. His poor feet were tired and sweaty and he couldn't wait to get out
of the awful rabbit costume and get home to relax. In his mind, he was already in the tub, scrubbing out the itchiness
and sweat. Lost in his daydream, and also because the head limited his vision, he didn't see the trip wire on the ground
in his path. The pig hit it with all the grace of...well...a pig in a cumbersome rabbit costume.

"Wha? Oh no!" The pig tumbled to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Several children running out from their hiding
places to jump on top of him, quickly subduing the wiggling pig. He outweighed them all easily as they all couldn't be
older than 7 to 10 years old, but since he was in the costume, they got the jump on him, and had a numbers advantage,
he was powerless to stop them from holding him down. One of the kids tied his legs together at the ankle with ropes,
another tied his hands behind his back. Then the two were tied together effectively hog tying him. Quite ironic
considering his species, but the kids didn't know who was under the costume, so they couldn't have known the irony.
"Hey! What's going on! What are you kids doing!" The pig tried to sound intimidating but failing as he wiggled in the
hogtie testing the ropes but discovering the kids had apparently been in the cub scouts because the knots held firm.

"Listen up rabbit!" the kid that seemed to be in charge stepped forward. He was a pudgy little badger. "We wanna know
where the eggs are all hidden, and you're gonna tell us." the other kids all nodding in agreement. There was a female
tiger, an adorable little porcupine girl, and a boy cow. Four in total. All crossing their arms and looking at the bound
bunny expectantly.

"Come on kids....let me go. If you untie me now, I promise I won't tell your parents and you can just go home, ok?"
The pig hoped the kids could be reasoned with, but inside he knew he was probably wrong. These brats didn't look like the
understanding sort.

The badger kid sneered and stepped forward, poking the bunny pig in the gut as he spoke. "We'll let you go, when you
give up the goods, rabbit! Now talk! Or else!"

The pig giggled at the belly pokes, which the kids picked up on immediately. "Hey!" the porcupine girl said "I think the
rabbit is ticklish! I bet if we tickle him good, he'll squeal like a pig for sure!" Once again, she could not have known
the irony of such a statement.

"No! Kids...come on...be reasonable!" the pig starting to struggle more. "I don't know where any eggs are, I've been
here all day with you kids! I'm not the real Easter bunny! I just work for the mall! Let me go! Please?"

But of course, as luck would have it, the kids weren't having it. They surrounded the bunny/pig and set to work. The
badger started tickling his pudgy tummy through the costume, which tickled but the feeling was muted a bit due to the
fuzzy layer of protection. The other kids went around back, two taking one foot a piece, the remaining kid getting his
inner thighs. The pig couldn't see who was doing what behind him. He couldn't see much of anything really. But he could
feel the little fingers tickling all over. Though he was happy they hadn't figured out that he was in a costume yet.

"Hahaha come on kids" the pig pleaded "We can talk about this. *huff* Just untie me pleahehehese!"

"NO deal!" the badger spat "Guys, take his feet off, it'll work better."

The pig's eyes got wide at that comment. He had assumed they weren't old enough to know he was just in a costume.
"Come on...guys....please..." but his pleas went unnoticed as the kids peeled off the rabbit feet, revealing the pig's
sweaty sensitive pink pads underneath.

"Pee yew" one of the kids remarked "He's been in this suit for awhile."

The pig went to complain, or protest, or defend his stinky feet-ness, but he was too late as the kids started to scrabble
their fingers all over his arches. One of them pulling the toes back on one foot, and scratching under them. The pig
squealed in laughter immediately and fully, thrashing in the ropes as much as he could trying to break free to no avail.

The badger smiled "Well, I think this rabbit is a pig by the sound of it." He fumbled around on the suit until he found
the zipper up by pig's neck. He pulled the zipper down all the way to the crotch, exposing the bound pig's torso. To the
pig's misfortune, since the suit was so hot, he had decided to go shirtless under the costume. To his relief, at least
he didn't go commando. He was grateful he wasn't being exposed in that way to the children. I'm sure the children were
equally glad. Such a scene would be very difficult to explain if they were discovered by anyone. It was bad enough the
way it was. The badger once done helping the zipper down, dove his little hands into the suit to attack the pig all over
his sweaty torso. "Tickle tickle Mr. Easter piggy!"

The pig laughed so loud that the kid's teasing would have been devistating had he heard it. "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
NONONONONONONONONONO PLEASE STOP! KIDS! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO I CAN'T TAKE THIS!"

The child tickling his legs got bored and came around front, it turned out to be the porcupine girl, she went after the
pigs jiggly tummy while the badger took the high road and dove his fingers into his exposed and helpless pits. The two
at his feet still doing a fine job. One making circles on his heel, while the other one was tickling in between each toe.
The little porcupine girl took her finger and swirled it inside the pig's belly button while the badger took his fat
fingers and found pigs neck under the costume head, and teased there.

The pig was hyperventilating inside the stuffy costume head. The tickling was just too much, especially after a long
sweaty day. He was sensitive enough on a normal day. Plus the embarrasment of being taken down by a group of little kids
and being brought to a giggling crying wreck of utter helplessness was also overwealming for the pig's brain. He wanted
to melt into the floor drain, to both escape the tickling, and the shame. He was beginning to think he'd pass out soon
when suddenly the door to the hallway swung open. The kids taking off running at the interruption.

"Hey! Stop! Get back here you runts!" it was the pig's boss, Dominic, a large polar bear, also in security guard gear.
He rushed over to untie the distressed pig. "Are you ok man? How did those kids get the better of youuuuuuu" The bear
finding the trip wire with his feet, he toppled over on top of the bound pig, the two having the breath knocked out of
them. "Oooof! Sorry pig, nevermind, I see what happened." He hurriedly got off the pig and untied him, helping him to his
feet and taking off the rabbit head.

"Oh thank you sir, those darn kids thought I'd tell them where the easter eggs were hidden. I was almost going to pass out
there before you found us. I owe you one." the pig smiled and blushed at his boss as he quickly zipped his costume back
up and put his rabbit feet back on.

"Come on kid, lets get you back to the office and get you out of that awful thing." the bear smiled. "I'll drive you
home so you don't have to walk after all that. We'll pick up some take out, and then I'll give you a nice foot rub. Then
after, since you owe me one, you can return the favor. Whaddaya say?"

The pig was taken aback, his boss never offering such a thing before, but the pig would have been a liar if he said the
prospect didn't sound wonderful. "Oh gosh, yes sir!" the pig blushed hotly.

"Good." he smiled "I'll go pull the car around while you go change."

The pig trotted happily off to the changing room, suddenly having a burst of nervous excited energy from what was about to
happen. He had fantasized for a long time about getting to play with his bosses huge feet, now it seemed his dream was
going to come true. It was going to be a happy easter for piggy afterall.

To be continued...?