Poor Casper shouldn't try to play with the big ones. J has his heart set on vengeance and he gets his wish now that Casper is strung up by the wrists. Casper slinks away from his imminent tickle there is no escape. J's brawny hands dig in hard, yielding instant high-pitched shrieks and yelps from Casper's delicate body. He can even lift him like a feather to tickle torment poor Casper's feet. He roughly tickles his torso, underarms, ribs, anything that will make Casper really sorry that he messed with J.

Poor Casper shouldn't try to play with the big ones. J has his heart set on vengeance and he gets his wish now that Casper is strung up by the wrists. Casper slinks away from his imminent tickle there is no escape. J's brawny hands dig in hard, yielding instant high-pitched shrieks and yelps from Casper's delicate body. He can even lift him like a feather to tickle torment poor Casper's feet. He roughly tickles his torso, underarms, ribs, anything that will make Casper really sorry that he messed with J.