March 21, 2016
3:15 PM PST

Marty McFly Jr was working at the Nintendo Department, when he smiled at the prank that he pulled on his boss yesterday. He had a jar of pink hair dye that he bought for his best friend, Harmony Brown. For some reason, Harmony had the idea to dye her hair pink - which Marty Jr was a little unhappy about, as he loved her gorgeous blonde curls. Harmony, however, had developed some insecurities about being a blonde - having heard one too many blonde jokes. At any rate, he decided to put some of the dye inside the shampoo bottle of his boss, John Coleman.

'Psst, Marty,' whispered Andy Hopkins, one of his friends, 'I must really hand it to you. I think it was great! I just hope he doesn't somehow connect the prank to you.'

'Aw, Andy, get out of town!' Marty Jr whispered back. 'There's no way he would know that it was me!'

Just then, Marty Jr felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around, to see that it was none other than his boss - whose hair was now a bright shade of hot pink!

'Oh, hi, there, Mr. Coleman,' Marty Jr said, jumping a little bit.

'Martin Seamus McFly Jr,' Mr. Coleman said, sternly, 'come to my office immediately!'

'Yes, Mr. Coleman,' Marty Jr said, rather quietly, as he followed his boss to his office, with a bit of apprehension.

'Mr. McFly, have a seat,' Mr. Coleman said, sternly. Marty Jr quietly obeyed. 'So you're the one responsible for the prank! Don't try to deny it! I heard you discussing it with Mr. Hopkins.'

'Yes, Mr. Coleman,' Marty Jr said, blushing, 'it was me. I'm sorry. I just thought it would be a funny prank.'

'Well, guess what, Mr. McFly,' Mr. Coleman said, angrily. 'If I find out this this is permanant dye, then you're fired.'

Marty Jr then began to cry, as he sobbed, 'Oh, no, what am I going to tell Harmony? I can't be fired! I can't be!'

Mr. Coleman then lifted up Marty Jr, took him out to the back of the building, and threw him into the alley, while he shouted, 'Do not ever come into this building ever again, you lo-rez scuzzball! You hear me?'

Marty Jr couldn't remember the last time he felt so humiliated. Marty Jr felt so hopeless, as he buried his head into his arms and collapsed into heaving sobs. As if that wasn't bad enough, Griff Tannen and his gang then stepped into the alleyway.

'Oh, there you are, you crybaby,' Griff said, with a smirk. 'So are you in or out of the race? The winner gets your girlfriend as the prize.'

'What!' shrieked Marty Jr, as stood up and glared at Griff. 'Harmony is not some kind of trophy, you pervert!'

'Well, I say she is,' sneered Griff, 'Unless you want me to hurt her, you are going to be in the race!' Griff then reached out from behind his back, and he revealed that he was holding an unconscious Melody.

'You bastard!' shouted Marty Jr. 'What did you do to my sister?'

'Let's say that I tranked her,' Griff replied, grinning, as the rest of his gang members burst out laughing. Data and Spike then took Melody into their car.

'What the hell are you gonna do to her?' demanded Marty Jr.

'Well, if you lose the race,' Griff said, chuckling, 'let's just say your sister's innocence will be lost.'

'You damn bastard!' shouted Marty Jr. 'Don't you dare touch my sister!'

Griff just burst out laughing, as he said to his gang, 'Come on, guys, let's go!' Griff then started to rip Melody's shirt off, provoking Marty Jr.

'You damn bastards...' Marty Jr started to shout out, then Griff grabbed a sleep-inducing alpha-rhythm generator, and he shined it in the eyes of Marty Jr.

oooooooooo

About an hour later, Marty Jr began to stir. He tried to move, but he discovered that he couldn't. Then he noticed that he was barefoot, which made him feel even more vulnerable.

'Where the hell am I?' demanded Marty Jr.

'Feel all comfy, McFly?' smirked Spike, the female member of Griff's gang. 'This is the softest bed we have in the house. I want you to be as comfy as possible, when I tickle those tootsies of yours.'

'Please, no!' cried out Marty Jr. 'Not my feet! I can't take it there! They're way too ticklish!'

'Good,' smirked Spike. 'I will have so much fun tickling your feet, then.'

Spike then grabbed two small brushes - and she ran them up and down the soles of Marty Jr's feet, causing him to burst out into helpless laughter. Marty Jr kept trying to will himself to not be ticklish, but it wasn't working.

'Oh, listen to you laugh, McFly!' taunted Spike. 'You have such lovely ticklish feet!'

Marty Jr was laughing too hard to respond. The tickling sensation was so unbearable, and he began to squirm.

'You desperately want me to stop, don't you?' Spike continued. 'Well, unfortunately for you, I have no intention of stopping anytime soon.'

Marty Jr just surrendered to the tickling sensation, as he knew how merciless Spike could be.

oooooooooo

When Melody came to, she saw herself restrained with Harmony.

'Well, well, well,' smirked Griff. 'I see you broads are just waking up.'

'What the hell do you want, Griff?' snapped Melody.

Griff immediately slapped Melody in the face, and she snarled, 'Don't you dare speak to me like that! Didn't your mommy and daddy teach you any manners?'

'I don't have manners for the likes of you!' snapped Melody.

'Well, you will respect me,' Griff snarled, 'if you wish to see your brother unharmed. Do I make myself clear?'

'What did you do to my brother?' Melody asked, scared.

'If you lay one hand on him...' Harmony started to say.

'Marty will be fine,' insisted Griff. 'Spike is just giving him an overload of pleasure right now.'

'Pleasure? In what way?' Harmony asked, skeptically.

'That's for me to know and for you to find you,' replied Griff.

Harmony began to cry, and she asked, 'What do you want me to do?'

'Oh, I can think of one thing,' Griff replied, with a laugh.

'What, Griff?' Harmony asked, sobbing. 'What do you want me to do?'

'So you'll do anything I want you to do?' Griff asked, chuckling. 'All right, then, you broads will work at my father's strip club.'

'Right,' Melody replied, 'no one wants to see someone like me strip.'

'Or me,' added Harmony, as tears were rolling down her cheeks.

'Come on,' Griff protested, chuckling. 'You're both beautiful girls with decent sized chests.'

With that, Melody wanted to slap him - but she knew if she did that, Griff might beat her.

'Okay, Griff,' Melody said, fighting back tears, 'I'll work for you.'

'I guess you leave me with no choice,' Harmony said, weeping.

'Besides, with names like Harmony and Melody,' Griff said, chuckling, 'you broads would be the perfect employees.'