You are a planeswalker, a godlike wizard able to hop between planes of existence. You specialize in White Magic, especially spells used to restrain, bind, or otherwise immobilize your victims.
One day, you were wandering the hillsides collecting feathers when you saw a woman dressed in black and purple planeswalk in through a glowing portal right in front of you.
"Aw cool! Another planeswalker! Hey, how's it going? My name's..." You started to talk, but she interrupted you.
"Shut up! I didn't ask you who you were." The woman said.
She was clearly flustered about something.
"Wew, somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed. So ,where you from?" You asked.
The woman scowled, her patience wearing thin.
"Ah, you're annoying. I'm going to make you into a zombie to join my undead army. Undead don't talk so it will suit you better." The woman said.
You gave her a smug smirk.
"Oh yeah? I don't think you know who you're dealing with." You said.
The woman scowled.
"Die already and serve under your new overlord, Liliana Vess!" She called out.
Liliana waved her arms and summoned a few zombie warriors from the Aether to fight you. Smirking, you cast Shackles on both of them, leaving them chained to the dirt. Then, you cast a spell on Liliana, binding her arms and legs together.
"Hey! What is the meaning of this?" Liliana said.
You ignored her arrogant whining and got out a magical artifact, a Tickle Wand. Tickle Wands were shunned by most artificers for being useless in battle, but you weren't here to battle, you were here to torture. You moved the wand to Liliana's legs and began using the wand to tickle her, right under her knees. Liliana, for a moment, broke her gruff exterior and giggled.
"Ha ha! S... Stop it! Ha ha! I said stop it! Ha ha ha!" She cried out between uncontrolled laughter.
You continued softly moving the wand up from her knee to her inner thighs. Liliana laughed harder now.
"What... ha ha! What are you doing?" Liliana screamed.
"Tickling you, you idiot." You said, with a smug grin.
You tickled her inner thighs some more. The strong scent of her crotch could be smelled wafting through the air. It was clear she was getting hot and bothered by all this. Liliana laughed some more, feeling totally humiliated to be reduced to this by a commoner planeswalker like yourself. You eventually let up so she could breathe. Liliana was left panting and gasping for air, her old lungs preserved by necromantic magic only barely able to hold a breath now.
"Now, here's the deal, woman. I captured you, so I can do whatever I want to you. And I feel like tickling." You said.
"What? You can't do that!" Liliana said.
You smacked her across the face.
"Bitch, you don't got a choice!" You bellowed.
Liliana growled and hissed at you like a captured wildcat. you laughed at the helpless woman and victoriously put your foot on her back, as if you had bagged a prize buck while hunting.
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