[The touches on her scales intensified, no longer light, intermittent things but constant scrabbling ticklish things. The lamia didn't quite squeak (yet), but it certainly set off a wiggling, squirming reaction. Her coils loosened and lost their grip, wriggling about like an eel in shallow water. As she jolted back to wakefulness, her body lagged behind, movements sluggish and erratic by turns.
Now she did squeak, trying to get away from the unintentional tickles.]
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Now she did squeak, trying to get away from the unintentional tickles.]