"Oohhh, you'll regret saying those words, missy" Piper purred with unmistakable satisfaction. It was obvious she had hoped for nothing less.
Prue could hardly restrain herself any longer, already her feet were beginning to twitch with extreme anticipation. Her face was etched into a frightened grin despite her attempts to stay cool, which it had to be said was asking a considerable amount in her predicament.
"Don't worry, one way or another I'll know by the end of the night" concluded Piper as her fingers finally dug into one of Prue's silky soles.
Sure enough, Prue bucked up and down on her end of the sofa and her arms began to flail wildly in the air, it was all she could do to resist the temptation of sending her hands to the aid of her helpless bare feet. Piper used one of her own hands to grip Prue's ankle while the other one scratched and scribbled its way all across the sole.
Not bothering to hold back, Prue erupted into hysterics. Her free foot wriggled frantically, trying to pry away Piper's hands and cover up the other one but having little success. She could only scrunch her toes as Piper's hold remained firm.
"Coochie coochie coo, is big sista Prue ticklish, does that tickle huh, huh? Does that tickle?" Piper squeaked deliberately to play with her older sister's nerves. She knew that it made it all the more difficult for Prue to collect herself if she treated her like a baby in her helpless state.
"YEHHHEHEHEHEHESSHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
As Prue kicked her other foot, Piper decided that it was time to change. Too quickly for Prue to react, Piper grabbed the other ankle and began to make slow, shadow-tickling motions inches from the equally sensitive and adorable sole.
"This little piggy went to the market" whispered Piper, holding one of Prue's toes after the other, "this little piggy stayed home, this little piggy had roast beef and this little piggy had none and this little piggy went weeweewee all the way home"
At the final verse, her hand skittered in identical fashion as it had over the previous foot. Prue began to beat her fists on any part of the sofa within reach. She had no idea how much more she could take.
"Had enough?" asked Piper, finally pausing, "Ready to tell me what I want to know?"
"Done already?" sneered back Prue, "Is that really the best you've got?"
Piper let out a sigh of resignation.
"All right, if that's the way you want it! Get ready to die now sis"
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