This idea comes from aceman88

Total Drama Action had ended, and now Lindsay was just sitting on her bed in her room, sulking to herself. She felt utterly embarrassed right now. She was really starting to really prove how resourceful she was at the game, and show that she was more than just a pretty face, and then what happened at the end? She got herself eliminated because she wasn't looking at her voting device. Sure she had said that friends were more important than money, but still the fact that she had been responsible for her own elimination, because of her own mistake, really made her feel as stupid as people like Heather and Courtney always said she was.

She sighed at how bad that memory truly was for her, and how it really dampened her spirit as she buried her face in her pillow. "Oh, how could I have been such a fool?!" She asked, her voice muffled into the pillow. As she pulled away, she looked into her closet and found her Wonder Woman costume. And that got a smile on her face, as while her experience didn't end very well, she'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy that superhero challenge.

And that's when she was struck with inspiration about what she could do. "That's it! I may not have superhuman powers, but I'll bet I can still be a good superhero, and help people, and stop bad guys!" She got up from her bed, grabbed her costume, and went into her bathroom to change.

She came out, wearing her costume and admiring herself in her hand mirror. "Now then, I just need something to test out my skill. But what?" She asked herself before she turned her attention to her television set. A news report had just come on about how an ongoing number of homes have been broken into, and that their sources said the crooks, aptly named Ron and Alyssa, would be targeting the main bank in town next.

"That's perfect! I'll head down to the bank and stop those bandits from getting away with robbing it! It's perfect!" She beamed excitedly as she headed out of her house to make her way down to the bank. She was sure that she could make a name for herself by helping people, there was no way this could go wrong, right?

Lindsay was currently watching from aside as she waited for the perfect moment to make her presence known. Just as she had hoped, bells had gone off, and she could hear a voice calling out, "Come on, let's cheese it!" She was really giddy about this; it was sure to be her big moment! Just as the pair were coming out with bags full of money slung over their shoulders, she stepped out and blocked them off from going out the door.

"Not so fast, fiends! You aren't going anywhere with all that money! Not if I have anything to say about it!" She told them in a low tone that actually had them feeling concerned. She was absolutely sure that she had them right where she wanted them.

She pulled out her lasso, twirled it around over her head, and looked ready to throw it at them to wrangle them in. However, when she went to throw it at them, she instead wound up tying up her own ankles in in it, and tightly, for that matter, so she ended up tripping over and falling. She tugged at the rope around in her attempts to free her ankles, but found herself not making any progress.

The crooks shared a look with each other, before snickering sinisterly to themselves as they walked over and looked down at the helpless blonde. "Well, well, well. Looks like Little Miss Righteous here was in over her head about this, wasn't she?" Alyssa teased as she held Lindsay's head by her chin.

Ron looked to be thinking to himself, before he was struck with inspiration, as a grin stretched across his face. "You know, maybe money isn't the only thing we should get away with. Maybe we could take this little cutie with us to have some…"fun" with her, if you get what I mean." He explained to his partner, who caught onto what he was saying, and seemed to like it a lot.

"Perfect suggestion, my friend! That'll teach Blondie here a lesson for trying to get in our way and stop us! Let's go for it!" She said as she handed her money bag over to him, and she took Lindsay and slung her over her shoulder before they made a break for it. Lindsay pounded on the Alyssa's back as she struggled some more.

"No! No, put me down!" She shouted as she pounded as hard as she could, but considering how non-violent she was known for being, they barely had any effect, that is if they had any at all. She was utterly helpless and unable to do anything to get out of this.

They kept walking for a while, until they came up to an old, abandoned house. The crooks went to the backyard and found the door to a bunker that served as their personal hideout. Ron opened it up, and he and Alyssa went inside, before closing it shut and locking it from the inside.

The female bandit placed Lindsay down on a table, and proceeded to untie her ankles, before making her way over to her arms. However, Ron quickly stopped her from continuing.

"I don't think just one rope is going to make for very good restraints. Here, try this!" He handed her a full roll of duct tape. She graciously accepted it and got right to work. Using a thick layer of duct tape, she strapped Lindsay's arms down so that they were in the position of a T, before proceeding to do the same thing to her stomach, as well as her legs. She dusted off her hands when she was finished, and she admired her handiwork. "Alright, I would say this little beauty's ready for her punishment." She declared.

"Alright, let's do this then!" Ron exclaimed as he took his place at where Lindsay's legs were, and began to slowly trail his fingers on them, from the shins up to the calves. Meanwhile, Alyssa placed her hands on Lindsay's exposed underarms, and vigorously scribbled them. She was very thankful that Lindsay's costume didn't feature any sleeves, while Lindsay herself mentally chided herself for this same factor. "Pffff-Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee hahahahahahahahahaha! Nohohohohohohoho, stohohohohohohohohohohohohop ihihihihihihihihihit!" Lindsay protested as she giggled, as she was unbearably ticklish.

"Stop? After we literally just got started here? Heh, not a chance." Ron shook his head as he continued onwards with his tickling of her legs, getting a particular bit of amusement from rubbing her thighs slowly. His gentle, slow method of tickling contrasted with his partner's more forceful, quick motions, as her long nails scraped and scratched at her victim's sensitive skin.

"Ahh! I'm seheheheheheheherious! If yohohohohohohohohohou bahahahahahahahahandits dohohohohohohon't stohohohohohohop nohohohohohohohohow, and lehehehehehehehehet me gohohohohohohohohoho, I swehehehehehehehehehear thahahahahahat I'll-" She threatened between laughs, before she cut herself off as she threw her head back.

"I'd say that you are in no position to be making threats of any kind, missy!" Alyssa grinned darkly, getting a real kick out of watching the wannabe superhero squirm at her fingertips. As she continued for a while, she suddenly stopped and got her partner to stop, as well. They left the table for a moment, which allowed Lindsay a brief moment to catch her breath.

"I don't think we should be the only ones having our little bout of fun right now, what's say that we bring in our "extra helper"?" She asked in a whispered tone. Ron quickly picked up on where she was going with this, and nodded his head vigorously.

"Another brilliant idea! You go get him and bring him here, I'll get things ready for him!" He instructed, as they high-fived before they split off from each other. He gathered a couple of things before he slowly walked back over to the table, where Lindsay looked up at him with a glare.

"Well, congratulations, you've had your fun! Now unstrap me from here now!" She demanded as she tugged at the duct tape, trying to get it to become undone. The criminal merely chuckled as he shook his head.

"Oh no, you aren't going anywhere, doll. Now then, for the next part of your torture…" He proceeded to take her long boots and pulled them off, dropping them on the floor, and grinning giddily at the sight of her bare feet, which, despite being larger than most, were still absolutely stunning and gorgeous.

"Oh yeah, this is definitely going to be good." He said to himself, as he slipped on a pair of rubber gloves, and opened up an unmarked tin can, which was revealed to be contained with some meaty paste. He stuck his hand in, and pulled out a large scoop of the stuff, before starting to smear it in a thick layer on every part of Lindsay's feet.

The unsettling texture and the smell made her turn away and gag in disgust. And yet, despite feeling totally grossed out, she couldn't help the light giggles she gave, as the smearing lightly tickled a bit. "Hehehehehehehe! Ewww, gross! What IS that stuff?!" She asked indignantly.

But he just continued onwards with smearing her feet with it in silence. Along her arches, on her heels and soles, between each of her toes, he made sure not to leave even a sliver of skin uncoated. He grinned as he finished and stood up to let Alyssa back in.

She was leading in a Rottweiler on a leash, and grinned as she saw that their captive was all ready for this next part. "Hehe, perfect! Alright then Duke, we have a special treat for you right here!" She sweetly cooed to the canine, as she lead him over to the table. She tied his leash to one of the legs, and stepped back to watch the show.

The big dog curiously sniffed the blonde's meat-coated feet. Lindsay watched this with eyes wide with fear, before she forced a nervous grin on her face. "Uh, hehehe. Nice doggy, good doggy. Um…sit?" She tried to get him disinterested, but when that didn't work, she kept trying. "Uh, roll over. Lie down?"

But none of her commands did the trick, and what she was dreading ended up happening. Duke smiled as he let his big tongue roll out of his mouth, and he began to lick the meaty substance off her feet hungrily. The blonde bombshell was utterly unable to control herself, and burst into hysterical laughter.

"AHH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT, PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE! ANYTHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHING BUHUHUHUHUHUT THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT!" She cried out in laughter, as she couldn't even pull her feet away.

"Let this be a lesson to not get involved with mastermind criminals' business, kiddo." Alyssa said as she and Ron grinned, watching this broken young beauty reduced to a laughing mess as their pet feasted on the treat.

Duke slowly and agonizingly licked from her heels up to her soles, and Lindsay just kept on laughing loudly. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOP, PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAKE HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIM STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!" She begged and pleaded, but she got no sympathy for her troubles.

"Oh? But why would you want him to stop? You don't actually want that stuff all over your feet, now do you?" Ron asked with a smirk. "I DIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIDN'T WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEM TOHOHOHOHOHO BEHEHEHEHEHE LIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKED, EITHEHEHEHEHEHEHER!" She retorted as she kept trying to break free, and ultimately failing.

The Rottweiler's tongue was about as big as a washcloth, and felt just like one as well; wet, and spongy. In other words, an absolutely unbearable tickly sensation as it was dragged across Lindsay's long arches. At this point, she was laughing so hard, that tears ran down her cheeks and made her mascara run.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAN'T BEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEAR THIHIHIHIHIHIHIS! IT'S SOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLY!" She cackled wildly as the dog just continued to lick and lick and lick happily. He made his way up to her toes, and licked them as they wiggled and curled, in a desperate, but futile attempt to defend themselves.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! CUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUT IT OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOUT!" Her voice was getting hoarse was laughing so much. But Ron and Alyssa had other plans.

"You know, we still have more than half a can of this stuff to go through." Ron said as he showed the can of the meat paste. "And it wouldn't do very much good to just let it all go to waste." Alyssa added in.

Now Lindsay was really getting scared. This had easily proven to be the most effective method, so learning that they would actually be going through with it for an even longer amount of time was something she did not want to have happen to her. But alas, there was nothing that she could do to try and get out of this mess.

At least, that's what she thought, as suddenly there was a pounding sound at the entrance to the bunker. "Open up in there!" A voice from outside called. "Aw cripes, it's the fuzz!" Ron groaned distressed as the doors were kicked open, and down jumped 2 lady cops, one of whom quickly apprehended Ron and Alyssa, and slapped handcuffs onto each of them. "The criminals are down! Sanders, stop the dog!" She told her partner.

"I'm on it, MacArthur!" She responded, and went over to the table, beginning to untie Duke's leash from the table, and leading him away from Lindsay's feet, allowing her to finally catch her breath again.

"Oh…Oh, thank…thank goodness…The police are here…" She stated between gasps for air, as one of them got to work unstrapping her from the table and helping her stand up. "That's right, no need to worry anymore. We've got this." Sanders told her with a gentle smile.

Later on, as Ron and Alyssa were being shipped off to jail, Lindsay was given a basin full of warm, soapy water to wash all that icky slobber off her feet, and she was currently explaining to her saviors what had happened, finishing up as MacArthur looked down at her with a stern expression.

"So without any kind of practice or experience, you just decided to jump into this crimefighting business headfirst? What were you thinking would happen to you?" She scolded the blonde, before being backed off, feeling intimidated by her partner's harsh glare.

"You're one to talk, MacArthur. You always go charging into cases yourself." She mouthed off as she turned her attention back to Lindsay, who was now crying in shame.

"I just wanted to prove that even if I voted myself off by mistake, that I was so much more than some ditzy pretty face, and I've always had this strong desire to help people, and…and…" She wept softly before Sanders rested a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"You had good intentions, and your heart was in the right place. But please, until you've gotten some sort of practice with this kind of stuff, leave this to the professionals." She advised her warmly, which made the blonde feel a lot better about herself.

"Okay. Whatever you say, officer." She smiled as she waved them goodbye as they went to drive Ron and Alyssa off. She heard sad whimpering and turned her attention to Duke, who now had no home to live in as his owners were taken away.

Lindsay bit her lip as she felt regret. She knew that no animal was inherently bad, they were just sometimes influenced to do bad things by their owners. And that was no different with Duke here, and she got an idea of what she could do. So after she had dried off her feet, she walked over to the Rottweiler and gently petted his head as she spoke to him soothingly.

"There, there. It's okay, boy. It'll be alright. If you want to, I'd be more than glad to take you in, and give you a loving home." She offered with a gentle smile. This got him to stand back up, panting happily as his tail wagged back and forth, before he tackled her to the ground, and began giving her big, sloppy, yet friendly licks on the face.

"Hehehe! Okay, okay! I love you too, just take it easy!" She giggled as she gently pushed him away, and sat up. After she checked her hand mirror to make sure she didn't get any of her makeup licked off, she wiped her face with a handkerchief from her pocket, before turning back to Duke and wrapping him up in a friendly hug.

"Duke, I think this is the start of a very nice friendship." She stated as she stood up, slipped her boots back on, and took Duke by the leash and started walking him over to her home. She may have lost the chance at a million dollars, and didn't exactly make up for her mistake with this whole fiasco she gotten herself into, but there was still so much about these bad experiences that she could learn from. And that's exactly what she would do.

Honestly, even though I've gotten kind of tired of writing about the Police Cadets in some of the more recent chapters, they felt like such a no-brainer for me to include here, so I hope that you enjoyed their nice little cameo.

Okay, another idea written and done. And this has now become the longest one-shot I've ever written. I had a lot of fun with this one, I mean, what else would you expect? I knew this would be an absolute blast for me, seeing as how it's a Lindsay idea, it has animal licking, really it felt like an early birthday gift for me to write this thing, which is convenient, because my birthday actually is coming on the 18th.

I would just like to say how amazing this has been for me. All the other series of Total Drama tickling one-shots I've seen were written back around 2014 to 2015, and they either had to come to an end, or didn't really get much steam. So the fact that this series of mine now has almost 40 chapters, and within only 3 months, for that matter, is just amazing to me. So I just want to thank you guys for sticking with me, even when I had to take a brief break from here, and also for giving me all these great and fun ideas to write out.