Tootie had been bought into the cartoon tickle prison for stalking Timmy Turner.
She had only been here since last night, but she already hated everything about this place.
She had to wear an orange shirt and pants, with no footwear at all.
It was morning, and the prisoners were being walked single file to their own personal tickle chambers.
The floor was cold in the corridor, but that was to make ticklish feet even more sensitive.
Tootie walked past one of the tickle chambers and saw D.W Reed inside in the stocks being tickled on her bare feet and toes by Arthur.
"HEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA. PLEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEEEEEEEEEEEASE ARTHUR, I'M SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAARRY FOR BEING AN ANNOYING LITTLE SIIIIIIIIIIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIIIIIIISTER" howled D.W.
"Too late for that now. Ticka ticka ticka, little sis" teased Arthur as he tickled his little sister.
In another tickle chamber, was Helga Pataki, also in a set of stocks, while Arnold tickled her feet.
"Are you gonna stop picking on me?" asked Arnold teasingly.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHOHOHOH OHOHOHOOOOOOOO. NE...NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVER, FOOOOOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOTBAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAALL HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAD. WOOOOOOOOOOOOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA" Helga screamed, although a small part of her kind of liked it.
Tootie curled her toes, she hated having her feet tickled and avoided it at all costs.
"Please, I said I'm sorry to Timmy. Don't make me sit through THAT, I'll die laughing" begged Tootie to one of the guards.
"No you won't...though you'll probably HOPE for it" said the guard as he guided Tootie into a tickle chamber.
Tootie reluctantly walked into the chamber, dreading the tickles that would surely be awaiting her.
"Feet in the stocks. Do not struggle, or we tickle you longer. Do not resist or you will be tickled harder and do not run or we will use meaner tools on your feet to tickle worse" said the guard.
Tootie sighed as she sat on the seat behind the stocks and placed her feet in, allowing the guard to lock her in.
"Arms up" said the guard.
Tootie raised her arms and the guard tied them above her head, causing the orange shirt to ride up and expose her tummy.
"Hold your toes still" said the guard.
Tootie did as she was told, allowing the guard to tie both sets of toes back.
"Your tickler shall be with you shortly" said the guard before leaving.
Tootie sat there in the empty room, listening to the frantic cries, howls and screaming laughter coming from the other prisoners.
just then, someone entered the room.
"Feeling helpless? Good, cause no one's gonna save you" the person said.
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