tickle tickle...

"Hey... Mind if I help out here?"

The pyrots move to feather Marissa's feet, leaving Megan to you. You'd often tickled her feet in the past, but she always wiggled away, now she was completely at your mercy. You sat down at your sisters feet and slipped off her socks.

"Please, no!" She shouts. You ignore her and begin sliding your fingers up and down her soft soles, sending her into fits of laughter.

"Noohohoho plehehease don't tihihickle meheheh!"

"Sorry, Megan, but I've been wanting to do this for a long time.." You reply coldly.

You speed up your assault, scribbling your fingers up her soles and under her toes causing her to go into hysterics, laughing and thrashing about helplessly as you skitter your nails along the bottoms of her cute, helpless feet.

"HAHAHA NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEHEAS STAHAHAHAP! I'M GONNA GO CRAHAHAZY! HAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEH OHOH NOOOHOHOHO!

You continue tickling, looking over to Marissa, who isn't doing much better than Megan. You start considering what you should do next.

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