This idea comes from xtremexavier15
After the Ridonculous Race had come to an end, all of the teams that competed were finally allowed to go home. And one team in particular was especially happy about this occasion.
Considering that they came from an already extremely wealthy family, Kelly and Taylor of the Mother and Daughter team never really cared much for the cash prize. And that's not even counting having to witness sheep heads being eaten piece by piece, or the times when Taylor had gotten both cow poo and bird poo on her boot. As a matter of fact, thinking it over, was there really anything noteworthy that the two had gotten from their time competing in the race?
Well, there WAS that small, not really all too sincere understanding before they went off to go shopping at the Gold Souk. As Taylor thought back to their elimination day, however, she got reminded of how her mom had resorted to tickling her feet to get her to agree to start changing. And while she no doubt was glad to have gotten to understand her mom better, Taylor had two things going on in her mind right now; she was wondering if her mother was just as ticklish as she was, and she felt the need to get some payback.
She went to look for her mother, and saw that right now, she was just taking a nap in her bed, which Taylor grinned slightly seeing, knowing that it would this part of the procedure a lot easier. She came over with a full row of duct tape, and began using to strap the older woman down to her bed, looking like a wrapped up mummy. She made her way over to her mom's heels, and removed them before tossing them aside. She almost went to plug her nose, as her mom's feet did tend to smell bad, but she stopped when she realized that no foul scent came emanating from them this time. That just made this a whole lot more fun for her to do.
"Okay mom, hope you're ready to feel what I felt back in Dubai." She said with a playful grin, as she took her nails, which she made sure to be filed to be as smooth as possible to make it more tickly. She wiggled her fingers slowly, and dug them into her mom's bare feet, scribbling at their silky smooth skin.
That got Kelly up and giggling, "Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Huh, wha? Wh-What's gohohohohohohohoing on hehehehehehehere?" She asked as she looked down and saw her daughter smirking at her while scribbling her fingers on the soles of her feet.
"Tahahahahahaylor, whahahahahat's the meheheheheheaning of thihihihihis?! Relehehehehehehease me thihihihihs instahahahahahahant!" She demanded amongst her giggles. But the daughter only chuckled as she shook her head.
"Uh, no way, mom. I just got started, and besides, now you get to feel how I felt back when you did this to me." She remarked as she trailed her fingers across her mom's long arches slowly.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Tahahahahaylor, nohohohohohoho! Stohohohohohohop it, I am yohohohour mohohohohother, and yohohohohou wihihihihihihill dohohohohoho as I sahahahahahahay!" She tried to discipline her daughter, but it lost way to her nonstop giggling and laughing.
"Sorry mom, I'm having WAY too much fun with this to end it anytime soon. But don't worry, this isn't me going back to disrespecting you, but more like making sure what goes around comes around, or some junk like that." She said as she poked and prodded at Kelly's heels repeatedly.
Taylor soon grew tried at just scribbling at her mother's feet relentlessly, and stopped. Fingers were all that her mom used on her, and she didn't want to come off as predictable, she felt like she needed to liven up the process. So she looked around the room, and found a vase of large peacock feathers sitting on her mother's nightstand, along with a soft looking hairbrush sitting at her mirror, where she normally used when applying her makeup. She grinned as she went over to take the brush, as well as one of the feathers, and showed them both to her mother.
Kelly's eyes went wide, before they narrowed and she scolded her daughter. "Now, now, Taylor. You've had your fun, but now it's time to stop this and let me gohohohohohohohohohoho!" She broke into another laughing fit as her daughter ignored her, and felt her rub the hairbrush up and down on her left sole, while also stroking the feather along her right arch. Her laughter shot up particularly when those two got closer and closer to her toes.
"Oh, heck no, mom! This is just too much of a blast for me to stop right now!" Taylor grinned as she continued on with what she was doing, taking a quick glimpse at her mom every now and again. While she was trying to change her attitude, she'd be lying to herself if she didn't feel a sense of enjoyment and amusement at seeing her mother struggle and wriggle, in a desperate but failed attempt to pull away from her tickling toys. And while her feet were starting to get sweaty and gross from the sweat she was building up as a result of the tickling, Taylor considered it to be a worthwhile trade-off, since she was having the time of her life.
Though as she went on with her new tools, she soon got to thinking of a way tp really drive her mother batty. And one particular way of doing that was something that she ordinarily would rather die than ever even consider doing, but she was feeling a bit frisky, and a bit like a daredevil, so she stopped for a moment as she left the room to go and get some stuff from the kitchen.
While her daughter was gone, Kelly took the time to catch her breath and try to break free from the duct tape that was keeping her held down. But she found herself having no such luck, which surprised her, considering how much her upper body strength was able to impress her daughter while they were competing.
Taylor eventually came back in, carrying a couple of knifes, along with a jar of peanut butter, and a jar of jelly. "I'm feeling like I could use a little snack." She opened up both of the jars, and began to lather a thick coating of peanut butter on her mom's left foot, along with a thick coating of jelly on her right foot.
Kelly could only gag somewhat and squirm around, as she felt the gooey snack spreads being applied to her feet. "Ewww! No, Taylor, no! Don't do this! You don't have to do this, please, I beg you not to!" She sounded genuinely terrified by the idea going on in her daughter's head.
"Hmm, you know, I just MIGHT be willing to comply with you, IF you apologized to me right now for tickling me back in Dubai within 10 seconds." As soon as her daughter said that, Kelly's brow naroowed in irritation.
"Oh, what?! Apologize for me trying to discipline you, and teach you a lesson about treating me like absolute garbage?! Well, excuse me for wanting a little bit of respect, considering the fact that I'm pretty much the reason you're even alive right no-AH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" She was cut off, as she had gone passed the 10 seconds, and now her daughter was licking the sweet treats off her feet.
"Wrong answer. Oh, this is so gross, but it's so worth it at the same time!" Taylor said between licks as her tongue traveled up and down and all around on her mom's soles. She grabbed her ankles, and held them tight, to make sure she didn't try pulling them away.
"AHH! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, TAYLOR, STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!" Kelly cried and begged as she thrashed around in the duct tape, hoping to get it to at least slightly begin to break, having no such luck.
Taylor just continued onwards as she gave her mother a sly smirk, licking along her sticky arches. She stuck her tongue in-between her toes, and proceeded to lick away at the snack spread smeared there, as well.
"AHH! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! ALRIHIHIHIHIHIHIGHT, ALRIHIHIHIHIHIHIGHT! I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY, I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, JUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUST PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP THIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIS! PLEA-PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!"
That was exactly what Taylor had wanted to hear, so she stopped and got to work unstrapping her mom from her bed. Kelly wobbled as she struggled to stand up after not having done so for a while, luckily Taylor was kind enough to help her.
"So we're even now?" She asked her mother, who simply nodded her head as they shared a brief hug. Once they pulled apart, Kelly cringed in disgust at how wet her feet felt now as she took her shoes with her and walked out the door.
"Well now I know for certain that I am NEVER getting her a dog." She muttered to herself as she went to the bathroom, muttering "Ew, ew, ew," with every step that she took. Once there, she turned the bathtub on, and stuck her feet under the warm water running from the faucet.
Taylor smirked at how well she got back at her mother, before she felt herself starting to gag. She quickly went to the fridge, and grabbed a cold bottle of water, which she began to take a swig of to wash the feet taste out of her mouth. "Ugh, well that makes it official. Next time I want to subject her to that, I'll get a dog or something." She declared.
"Not gonna happen~!" Kelly called out from the bathroom, causing her daughter to snap her fingers in frustration. Sometimes, parents could be such a killjoy!
Ahh, it sure does feel good to be back at this. Sorry again for making you guys go through such a long wait. Hopefully this newest chapter will show that I haven't gotten the slightest bit rusty.
