Tickled for Money

Okay, so here's my newest tickling story, it's on the acted show the Suite Life on Deck, which I really don't like, but I've always thought they should get tickled, so yeah.

“Well Zack, you’ve managed to blow all the money from the money from the yoyo contest!” Cody said as they walked around the deck of the S.S. Tipton.
“Oh come on Cody, I’m sure we can think up away to get money!” Zack said.
“Fine, but I’m not going to help you on this one!” He said.
“Okay, so you’re relying on me, to THINK of an idea to make us money,” He replied.
“Uh… okay I’ll help,” Cody said.
“Great! Tell me when you’ve got an idea!” Zack said, walking off.
“What?!” Cody said, frustrated.
He walked back to his cabin, wondering about how he was going to get money. He sat down at his desk, got out his laptop and started to research charity ideas.
“Hmm… Uh… No… Well… never mind… umm… hmm. Wait! This one will work!” Zack said, printing the piece of paper out and running to find Zack.
“Zack! Zack!” Cody shouted.
“WHAT!?” Zack yelled from across the deck.
Cody walked over and said to him, “I’ve got an idea, but I’m not sure your going to like it,” Cody said.
“I’ll do anything as long as it gets us a couple bucks!” Zack said.
“Okay,” Cody replied, “Come with me.”
They walked back to Zack’s cabin since he sleeps alone and sat on his bed.
“Well you see, there was this guy in 1991 who…” Cody started.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, just tell me what the idea is!” Zack demanded.
“Fine,” Cody said, “Okay, lie down here and stretch your hands and feet to the four corners of the bed.
“Uh… okay,” Zack said, unsure.
Cody walked into his room, grabbed a bag and brought it back in, he took out some rope and tied Zack’s wrists and ankles to the bed posts.
“Where did you get this stuff?” Zack asked.
“At the boat supply store, it’s a fishing rope,” Cody explained.



“Okay, now what?” Zack asked, as soon as Cody was finished.
“Well, you know how you’ve always been and still are playing tricks on everyone and how basically everyone we know wants to get back at you?” Cody asked.
“Uh… yeah,” Zack answered, getting a little nervous.
“Well, we let them! For a fee of course,” Cody said.
“What!? No way!” Zack said.
“You don’t even know what they would do!” Cody argued.
“What would they do?” Zack inquired.
“This!” Cody said.
He dug his fingers into Zack’s ribs, causing him to burst out laughing. He switched to his brother’s stomach and then walked over and took off Zack’s flip-flops tickling his brother’s soles. Finally, he walked back up to the top of the bed and scribbled his fingers in Zack’s most ticklish spot, his armpits.
“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CODYHEHEHEHEHE! NOOOOOOOO! PLEEEEHEHEHEHEASE NOT TICKLING! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I’M TOOOOHOHOHOHOHOH TICKLISH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAAAAHAHAHA MY FEHEHEHET CODY!? COHAHAHAME OHAHAHAHAN! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAP ALREHEHEADY! WAIT! NO! NOT THE… PIIIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT’S! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Zack screamed, his eyes watering with ticklish tears.
“Okay, okay, but I really think that if we let people tickle you, we’d earn a lot of money! We could charge like a dollar per minute for your ribs, two dollars per minute on your stomach, three on your feet and 4 for your pits!” Cody said.
“NO WAY!” Zack yelled as Cody let him up.
“If you don’t we’ll STARVE!” Cody said.
“Uh… well… I mean… fine! But you have to be tickled too!” Zack said.
“But someone has to run it!” Cody said.
“We’ll get Bailey to do it!” Zack said.
“What! No we can’t!” Cody insisted.
“Why, cause you like her and you don’t want her to see you laughing like an idiot!” Zack said.
“…” Cody replied, looking down as his face turned red.
“Come on, it’s that or nothing!” Zack said.
“… f-fine…” Cody conceded.
“Good, let’s go ask Bailey!” Zack said, dragging Cody along as they went to find Bailey.



“Bailey!” Zack yelled.
“Yeah,” Bailey replied.
“We need your help,” Zack explained.
“Umm, sure, what’s up?” She asked.
“Okay, come with us,” He replied.
They went back to their room Cody explained that they needed money and were going to do a sort of fund-raiser.
“Cool, what are you going to do?” Bailey asked.
“Cody, why don’t you show her!” Zack said.
“What!? Me!?” Cody yelled.
“Yes! I already went through it so now you can!” Zack said.
“What are you talking about?” Bailey inquired.
“Never mind, we’ll show you,” Zack said.
Zack pulled Cody down onto the bed and tied his wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed. He lifted up his shirt and looked to Bailey.
“Why did you tie him up?” She asked.
“Because, we’re gonna raise money by letting people tickle us!” Zack said. “And since CODY… already tickled me, now you get to tickle him!” Zack finished, saying Cody’s name angrily.
“Uh… Cody are you sure about this?” Bailey asked, her fingers poised above his mid-section.
“N-no, but j-just get it over with,” Cody said, closing his eyes.
She lowered her fingers to his sides, squeezing and kneading his ribs.
“AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOO! PLEEEEASE! STAHAHAHAHAHAP! DON’T!  I WAS KIDDING! STAHAHAHAP! PLEEEEASE!” Cody yelled, bucking in his restraints. “AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP IT! NO! NO! NO! NOOOHOHOHOHOT THERE PLEHEHEEEHEHEHEASE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M TOOHOHOHOHOHO TICKLISH! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! NOOHOHOOHOHOHOT THAHAHAHAHAT! I CAN’T TAKE IT! PLEEEHEHEHEHEASE NOT THE RASPBERRY PLEEEEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” Cody shouted as Bailey moved to his armpits and then his stomach.
She scribbled her fingers in Cody’s hallow armpits. She soon got tired of that and moved on to his belly, dragging her fingers all over his smooth stomach and even going so far as to lower her lips to his naval and blow a raspberry directly in it.
“HAHAhaha are… you… done…?” Cody said, panting heavily.
“Nope! You are like the most amazingly ticklish person I’ve ever met and I’ve some ticklish people! There was this one guy back in Kettlecorn, he was so ticklish that…” Bailey started.
“Yeah, yeah okay, just keep tickling,” Zack said.



“Okay, now let’s see how ticklish these feet are,” Bailey said.
“NO! PLEASE! ANYTHING BUT THAT! PLEASE!” Cody begged.
“Why are you ticklish down there?” Bailey asked in a cute tone.
“Yeah…” Cody said, blushing.
“Aww, the wittle baby’s ticklish,” Zack said.
Bailey, completely ignoring Cody’s pleas, walked over to his sneakers and unlaced them and pulled them off, revealing two soft, socked soles. She took one finger and dragged it up and his sole receiving a loud yelp and a few giggles.
“AAAAH! DON’T! Please! Come on, I’m way too ticklish there!” Cody begged as Bailey and Zack pulled his socks off leaving his smooth bare feet.
“Wow Cody, these look like the most ticklish feet I’ve ever seen!” Bailey said.
“Yeah! I’ve haven’t tickled your feet since you were like 5. I wonder how ticklish they are now?” Zack thought.
“Well how about I just describe how ticklish I am,” Cody suggested.
“Umm…” They said together, “No!”
“Well, I tried!” Cody said.
As soon as he had finished saying that Bailey and Zack immediately started tickling. They each grabbed a foot and scribbled their fingers all over his soles. They tickled on the heels and balls of his feet and then moved up to his hyper ticklish arches. His laughter jumped up a couple of octaves and then went into an almost silent laughter when they lifted his toes and tickled under there.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH! PLEEEEASE! AAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEEEHEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP! YOU’RE KILLING MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOHOHOT THE TOHOHOHOHOHES! I CAN’T TAKE IT! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! I’LL DOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO ANYTHING! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA… haha… haha… are… you… done now?” Cody asked, completely out of breath.
“Uh… yeah I guess so,” Bailey said, starting to untie him.
“You’re still ticklish, way more ticklish than me!” Zack said.
“That’s not true only my feet are more ticklish than yours!” Cody argued.
“Oh yeah! Prove it!” Zack replied.
“Fine!” Cody said, walking behind Zack and digging his fingers into Zack’s armpits.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! OKAY! Okay! You proved it! I’m ticklish! Oh well!” Zack said.
“Come on you guys! You’re both ticklish! What am I doing here?” Bailey asked getting frustrated. “I mean I enjoyed tickling you, but what am I doing here?” Bailey asked.



“Well since Zack insists that I be tickled too, you have to run our booth,” Cody explained.
“Okay, what will I have to do?” She asked.
“Just set and reset the timer and collect the money,” Cody replied.
“Okay I can do that. So, how much are we charging?” Bailey asked.
“Well, how about 1 dollars a minute for Zack or my ribs, 2 per minute for Zack’s stomach or my armpits, 3 per minute for Zack’s feet or my stomach and 4 dollars per minute for Zack’s armpits or my… f-feet?” Cody suggested.
“Okay, but we should also do 6 dollars for 1 minute tickling everywhere,” Bailey said.
“WHAT!?” Zack and Cody said together, “What are you trying to do kill us?”
“Okay, fine, when are we going to do it? And where?” Bailey asked.
“Umm, I guess tomorrow, and the back deck maybe, now one uses that so…” Cody suggested,
“Okay,” Zack agreed.
“Right, see ya then!” Bailey said as she skipped off.



The next day, Zack and Cody got to the back deck at around 11 am and there was already a huge line.
“Ugh, this is gonna be a long day!” Cody said.
“Yeah I… MR. MOSEBY!?” Zack said, surprised.
“Oh hello Zack, Cody well hurry up, I can’t wait here forever!” Mr. Moseby said.
“Why are you even here!?” Cody asked.
“You think I would give up a chance to punish you for all the things you did?” Mr. Moseby said.
“Ugh,” They replied together.
They walked over to the booth, sat down in two chairs and were tied up. The whole day, they were tickled almost non-stop, mostly on their number one places, but sometimes other places too. By the time it was all over, they were completely out of breath and extremely exhausted.
“How… much…” Zack said, panting heavily.
“Did… we… make…” Cody asked, panting just as bad.
“Umm, over 250 dollars!” Bailey exclaimed.
“Wow…” Zack said.
“Great…” Cody said.
“Now let us out…” Zack asked.
“And let us go to sleep,” Cody said standing up.
“What do I do with the money?” Bailey asked.
“Keep it. We’ll sort it out tomorrow,” Cody said, walking into his bedroom.
“Night…” Zack said, walking in to his.
“Well, that was fun!” Bailey exclaimed, walking off.


We’ll here’s one I did on the acted show Suite Life on Deck. I’m not peticularly a fan of the show myself, but I always thought they should be tickled so, here ya go! Obviously I don’t own the show, but I thought I’d put a disclaimer on this anyway. Besides if I did own it, I would be writing this here, it would be happening! Anyway, hope you liked it!