Little Liam was having a grand

Little Liam was having a grand time with his Uncle Harry babysitting him. They were running around the living room, Liam wearing nothing but a pair of batman pajama shorts, Harry pretending to be a monster and chasing the three year old around, with Liam giggling wildly.

"Im gonna getcha Lili!" Harry roared, chasing Liam on his hands and knees. Liam squealed with delight and ran around the couch to escape monster Harry. Harry picker up speed and scooped up Liam, throwing him over his shoulder and hearing his giggle and struggle.

"Hawwwy noo!" Liam yelled playfully, he kicked and wiggled until harry lay him down on a blanket on the floor, and knelled over him.

"Oh no Liam, I cant control myself but, the tickle monster is taking me over! Im turning!" Harry yelled and he pretended to shape shift into the tickle monster.

"NO HAWWWY!" Liam yelled with laughter.

Harry then dug one of his bigs hands into Liams soft tummy, and the child lost it. He kicked and yelped, deep belly laughs flowing from his mouth.

"HAHAHAHAAHAHAHA HAAAWWWWY STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHP!!" liam cried, trying to grab at harrys big hand but to no avail.  

Harry smiled down at his very ticklish nephew. He watched his face turn bright red as he squealed with laughter, he kicked his little legs around and threw his head back with laughter. Harry decided to switch up techniques.  

"Now Liam, the tickle monster must check for broken ribs," Harry said as he used one big hand to pin Liams tiny arms over his head and the other to dig into Liams tiny ribs. He poked around and rubbed them and scratched at them, driving Liam crazy.

"BAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHWWWWY NOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! PWEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHSEEEE!" Liam screamed. His ribs were incredibly ticklish and he was so helpless, all he could do was kick and scream and hope Harry would let him go.  

Harry giggled and his nephews hysteria and decided it was time to go in for the kill.  

"Ooooohh Liiiaaam," Harry taunted, " its time for raspberries!" With that, he bowed down his head, and pressed his big lips onto Liam soft tummy and blew hard. Liam screeched. Harry blew hard long raspberries all over his little tummy, his big lips covering a good third of his belly.  

"AAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHH HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHWWWWWY!" liam couldnt get out a lot of words, all he could do was scream as tears began to run down his face. It was torture, Harry was tickling the little kid for too long, Liam couldnt take much more. He couldnt stand the vibrations on his tummy much more.

Harery moved his lips to Liams ribs, and then to his armpits. When Harry began to blow raspberries in Liams underarms, Liam went crazy. His very sensitive armpits were not used to this awful sensation. Liams little laughter never got louder and he desperately pulled on his tiny arms, desperate to protect his armpits.

"UNCHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHLEEEE PWEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASEEEE!" Liam screeched, his chest hurt from the laughter, he was blinded by his tears, and is armpits were blowing up with the vibrating tickling.

Harry then stopped for a split second, he grabbed Liams ankles, lifted him up so that now he was hanging upside down, and began to blow more raspberries over Liams tiny belly button. Began upside down made Liam feel even more vulnerable, and he screamed with laughter, trying to push Harrys head away. His belly was bright red and his laughter was becoming hoarse. Liam couldnt beg for mercy anymore, all he could do was scream and cry, and hope the torture would stop.  

Finally, Harry pulled his head away, flipped Liam over into his arms and held the giggling toddler until he calmed down, and could breather normally.

"Uncle Harry loved you!" Harry cooed as his kissed Liam on the cheek.

Liam giggled and kissed his back, although he hated tickling, he loved his uncle!