cootchy cootchie coo!

The lead pyrot laughs. "Hahaha! Now that you have been turned into a sensitive female, you are now more suceptable to what we have in store for you! Now start talking, or face the consequences!"

"What are you talking about?!" you scream in your new female voice. "Change me back!"

"Not talking, eh?" squawks the lead pyrot, and he nots to the pyrots at your feet.

The pyrots snicker and begin to trail the feathers of their wings up and down the soles of your bare helpless feet.

You've always been very ticklish on your feet, but now that you're a girl, it tickles more than you've ever been tickled before as you squeal with musical girly laughter and wiggle your feet trying to escape the feathers.

HAHAHAHA! NO! HAHA! PLEASE! HAHAHA! STOP! TEHEHAHA! IT TICKLES TOO MUCH! HAHAHAHA!

Written by EmSeeSquared

You are pulled from the sand, but appear to be a bit naked
Tidal Troubles
The tickling continues
decisions
Cold water on your feet.

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