When Lisa saw her brother, she was relieved. At least now she'd be rescued...right?
"Bart, thank goodness. Someone tied me to my bed, untie me quickly" said Lisa. "I'm not gonna untie you...not YET at least" said Bart. "What? Why not?" asked Lisa. "Who did you think tied you up to begin with?" grinned Bart as he climbed on Lisa's bed near her bare feet. "YOU did this? Why?" asked Lisa. "Same reason you're barefoot" said Bart. "Wait...OH NO" cried Lisa, now realizing far to late that her older brother was planning to tickle her poor sensitive feet. "Hehe, get ready to LOSE IT" cackled Bart as he eyed up Lisa now squirming bare feet. "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM, MAKE BART UNTIE ME" cried out Lisa. "Mom and Dad are out...it's just you and me, ticklish little sister" grinned Bart.
Lisa was scared. Bart, being her older brother, knew every ticklish spot on her feet. She knew from experience that he was capable of tickling her to hysterics and beyond. Her toes wiggled and her feet squirmed harder as Bart's cruel fingers made their way to them. Lisa closed her eyes and braced herself for the tickling of her young life. The second Bart's fingers made contact, Lisa squealed and began giggling softly before they even tickled her.
"Jeez, I'm not even doing anything yet. You're doomed when I start actually tickling you" laughed Bart. "QUIT IT BART, YOU KNOW MY FEET ARE MY PANIC SPOT. AGH. UHH-UHH-HOOOOOONO. QUIT TEASING AND TICKLE ME ALREADY, THE SUSPENSE IS ALMOST AS BAD AS THE ACTUAL TICKLING" cried Lisa. "Oh, is my ticklish little sibling ASKING me to tickle her feet?" teased Bart. "NO...YES...AGH, JUST QUIT TEASING AND GET IT OVER WITH" yelled Lisa. "Not yet, I wanna hear you BEG me to tickle you" grinned Bart. "BART, I CAN'T STAND BEING TICKLED ON MY BARE FEET. YOU CAN'T MAKE ME BEG FOR THAT" whined Lisa. "Do it...or I'll tease you longer" said Bart. "Alright, FINE. Please tickle my feet, Bart" said Lisa. "Can I use tools?" asked Bart. "Yes" said Lisa. "And can I play this little piggy with your toes?" asked Bart. "YES, WHATEVER. JUST QUIT TEASING" begged Lisa. "Hm...alright then. Itchygitchygitchy" grinned Bart as he began lightly tickling Lisa's soles. Lisa could only laugh and beg for mercy.
"Hehehehahahahahahaha. AW PLEASE BART, NOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooohahahahahehehehehehAAAAAAAAGHahahahahahahahahahahahahah a. OOH, THAT'S MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEANhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" laughed Lisa. "Aw, is my widdle sister ticklish? I've got hours until Mom and Dad are back, so BUCKLE UP, SIS" laughed Bart as he tickled harder. "BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARTHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. OH PLEASE, PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" howled Lisa. "Please? As in please tickle my feet even harder? Alright, since you asked so nicely" grinned Bart as he tickled right over Lisa's wiggling toes next. "OH NO, OH NO, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAART YOU MONSTER, THAT TICKLES SO BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. MY POOR TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOESHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAA. HAVE MERCY, PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" howled Lisa as she began bouncing on the bed as much as her bonds would allow.
Bart decided to use his first tool now, but what would he use?
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