This idea comes from xtremexavier15

Jo was currently on her own taking a walk in the woods, looking up at the sky in thought. Today overall was a good day for her. Her team had won the challenge, she had just roped Brick into working with her, and now she could exploit him until he's served his purpose. She did somewhat feel that the army cadet had potential, but he squandered it not only by submitting to his morals too often, but also by showing just how easily frightened her could be, both of which made her feel that he was just too soft.

The no-nonsense athlete made a solemn vow to herself that she would get him to toughen him up, by any means necessary. She thought of just how she could actually do this, before she wound up hitting her head on with a low hanging tree branch. She growled to herself as she ripped the leafy appendage off the tree, and as she looked it over, the thing that struck her noggin, had also struck her with inspiration, about what to do with Brick.

Speaking of whom, he was currently doing one of his daily pushup routines. Jo crept up behind him, before swinging the branch at the back of his head, and knocking him unconscious. She smirked as she bent down to scoop him up, and carried him over to the team cabin. She placed him down on one of the bunk beds, and got out a roll of duct tape. She begun to strap him down to the bunk, his arms pinned tightly to his sides.

As Brick was finally starting to come around, he felt a stinging pain in the back of his head that made him hiss. He tried to reach for it to soothe the pain, but found that he couldn't. He wriggled around, but he couldn't move. "Uh, what exactly is going on here? Jo, what is this all about?" He asked slightly nervous.

"Listen closely, Brick. Your constant submitting to your morals, and fear of the dark have you feeling like too much of a pushover, and I feel that you need to learn how to toughen up. What I have planned for you is for your own good. And just so you know, I plan on being absolutely ruthless and merciless. No matter how bad it gets, I expect you to not beg, and to take the whole thing like a man. Do I make myself clear?" Jo asked.

"Yes ma'am!" He declared confidently, though because his arms were pinned to his sides, he couldn't give her his trademark salute. Though that didn't matter to her, as she was ready to put him through his paces.

Jo took out the branch, and used the bare end of it to start poking at Brick's belly. Immediately, the army cadet's eyes went wide with shock, as a smile formed on his face, and he had to bite his lip. Upon seeing this, Jo opted to lift his shirt up. She blushed slightly as she caught a glimpse of how well toned his abs were, but she pushed that aside, and now poked the branch at his exposed sensitive skin.

"Kkkk-hrgh! Pfff-hehehehehehehehe!" Brick ended up breaking into a fit of giggles as Jo poked and prodded at his belly. Jo took all this in, and added his ticklishness on as another reason she saw him as a big marshmallow. Nevertheless, she smirked to herself as plucked a leaf off the opposite end of the branch, and swirled it around in his belly button to break him further.

She finished her focus on his belly, and shifted to his neck. She stuck the branch's bare end on it, and lightly moved it up and down on his skin. Brick had to turn his head away as he continued to giggle and laugh as he was tormented. For how much he had to endure during his military training procedures, none of them compared to how this felt to him. As Jo tickled onwards, she switched to the other side of his neck, resulting in him turning his head the other way. "Don't go wetting your pants on me, either." She told him, as she kept this up for a good while before moving onto the big guns.

She went over to the end of the bed, and kneeled down to start pulling off his boots, as well as his socks. As the cadet's bare feet came into view, Jo's eyes went wide, as she turned and plugged her nose to the revolting smell. And Brick, who had always looked up to his superiors in the fullest, had a rare moment of talking back as he found himself slightly teasing the jockette. "What's the matter? Can't handle the smell of war?" He asked with a smirk.

However, this dropped when he saw Jo turn back around, with a smirk of her own, and a clothespin on her nose. "Nice try, private, but the stink of your feet isn't going to save them from becoming my main target." She said as she flipped the branch around, and began brushing it all over the soles of Brick's feet. The cadet really wished he had kept his mouth shut, as all the leaves on the current end felt like dozens of feathers, so this sensation really took the cake, compared to everything else. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" His laughter became more frantic, and his struggling became more evident.

"Shouldn't have talked back to your superiors, maggot." Jo snarked to her victim as she vigorously brushed her branch on his feet mercilessly. Some of the leaves ended up getting between his toes as well, as they curled and wiggled in a desperate attempt to defend themselves. As this continued on, while both Jo and Brick had differing opinions on whether they found this to be a rigorous training process or utter torture, they both secretly felt it as a source of enjoyment, as well. Jo always did like making people squirm under her wrath, and Brick had an inner feeling of needing to be dominated, so both were feeling immensely satisfied, even if this didn't work in toughening up Brick.

Finally, it was over, and Jo stopped, allowing for Brick to start gasping for air. "Alright soldier, so how do you feel after all that?" She asked as she worked on removing the duct tape. The cadet stood up again, wobbling a bit as he did. "While I certainly feel a bit tougher, I'm still uncertain of if I could ever go against my 'leave no man behind' mindset." He told her, as she let out a sigh of mild disappointment.

"Oh well, can't say that I didn't try. Just hope you know that I tried to help you. You have to play dirty sometimes in order to excel in games like this." She advised him, before she took the branch and left the cabin. Well, while she didn't get the results she was looking for, she still had an absolute blast regardless. And unbeknownst to her, Brick felt the same way.

Come now, don't tell me that any of you really thought that this would actually work in the end. Brick going back on his morals is OOC Brick, and when I write these things, I do focus primarily on keeping everyone in character.

Also, bit of a warning; college is starting up for me again pretty soon, so while I've generally been keeping regular updates on this story, and while I plan on keeping this up to date whenever I have the chance, don't be surprised if you guys see this series take a hiatus every now and again. But regardless of that, keep the ideas coming, and rest assured I'll work on more whenever is best convenient for me.