“So...why exactly did you need me to come here, Rarity?” Fluttershy asked, looking around the boutique. She didn’t see any mannequins, fabric rolls or sewing equipment, so it didn’t seem like she was going to be modeling for anything.

“Because, I wanted to show you...this!” Rarity declared as she held up a gray diamond roughly the size of her palm.

Fluttershy squinted, trying to see if there was something special about it. “It’s pretty, but...is that it?” she asked, not seeing any real difference between it and any other gem that Rarity had mined before.

“Well, this isn’t just any ordinary gem, Fluttershy!” Rarity said, noticing Fluttershy’s confusion. “This is a refraction stone. Zecora helped me find one. These gems have the power to quite literally cause a split in a pony’s personality, albeit only temporarily.”

“Um...alright?” Fluttershy nodded along, not knowing what she meant.

“For example, if this were to be used on Rainbow Dash, we might see her athletic and hyper-competitive side, her adventurous Daring Do side, her secret desire to be pampered side…” Rarity whispered the last part, making Fluttershy giggle. “Three different ponies all at once, and they’d all still be our Dashie.”

Fluttershy began to understand Rarity’s explanation a little better, but not by much. “So...what exactly are you going to do with it?”

“Well, do you recall the time I left you in charge of Rarity For You, and you developed those three different characters in order to run the shop?”

Fluttershy looked down at the ground with shame. “...Yes.”

“Well, deep down, those characters are a part of you. And truth be told, it was impressive how vastly different their personalities were. And if I used the refraction stone on you here, there’d be no risk of losing customers, so it couldn’t hurt to bring them out again. What do you say, shall we try it out?”

Fluttershy remembered all the trouble she caused being all those different characters and cringed. Would Rarity really able to handle three parts of her at once? “I don’t know…isn’t there someone else you could try this with?”

“Well, the only other one available today would be Pinkie Pie, and you and I both know why more than one Pinkie is a bad idea.”

Fluttershy nodded in complete understanding. “Well...I guess it couldn’t hurt to try it out…”

“Wonderful! Let’s get started right away!”

“A-alright...how exactly are we going to...do this?”

“Just stand up on the modeling stage, I’ll get things started,” Rarity said, her horn now aglow. The blue aura of her magic began flowing into the stone, making it pulsate with the same light. “Don’t worry, Fluttershy, this should only last for about an hour or so before it wears off.”

With nothing else to do but wait, Fluttershy watched as Rarity powered up the refraction stone. She wondered how being split into different personalities would feel. Would it hurt? Would she remember being split up?

“I think it will be fascinating to interact with those different parts of you all at once…” Rarity said, channeling the last of her magic needed into the gem.

Fluttershy could feel her heart racing in anticipation, her focus entirely on the stone that will split her apart.

“Plus, it’s a nice way for me to get a little revenge.” Rarity grinned as she pointed the stone towards Fluttershy.

“Wait, what?”

Before Fluttershy could ask any questions, the magic stored up in the crystal released, hitting her square in the forehead and filling the boutique with a bright flash of light.

Once the light faded, Rarity saw three Fluttershys where there once was one, each with a different outfit, manestyle, and attitude.

“Goodness, I can’t believe it actually worked!”

“Woah, I can like, see myself...kinda.”

“Can we go back now? I feel my soul dying with every moment I have to stand here...”

Rarity cleared her throat to get their attention. “Attention, Fluttershys. I’m glad to see that the refraction stone worked. But I just want to make sure. Are all of you feeling alright?”

“Of course, Rarity! I’ve never felt better in my entire life!” Severeshy declared, sticking her nose upward.

Hipstershy put her hands on her hips. “Like, totally.”

“I’m empty inside, but whatever…” Fluttergoth muttered, her head tilted down towards the floor.

“Excellent. Since we only have about an hour, I shall move onto why you are here. Now, the three of you have caused me quite a bit of trouble in Manehattan...”

“Well, it’s not our fault that the customers don’t know what they’re looking for, now is it?” Severeshy interrupted. “Those ponies just don’t have a clue about fashion.”

“You were supposed to help them out! That was your job!” Rarity chastised. “...Thankfully, you didn’t manage to scare away a customer forever, but it took quite a bit of work on my end to convince them to return. And luckily, I’ve devised the perfect punishment as a consequence for your behavior...”

“Okay, but didn’t you, like, fire us already?” Hipstershy pointed out. “Isn’t that like, I don’t know, punishment enough?”

“Indeed. Anything else would just be going too far!” Severeshy crossed her arms in a huff.

“Does it really matter?” Fluttergoth sighed in dejection.

“True, you were all fired,” Rarity nodded. “But given the aftermath of that day, I don’t believe the penalties you received quite match up to the consequences of what I had to go through, and I aim to rectify that.”

“Alright, but like, what makes you think you can do, like, anything? There’s three of us, and like, one of you. And I’m pretty sure that three is more than one.”

“You are correct on that. However, I am the only one who can do this.” Rarity pointed to her glowing horn.

Behind the trio, several strings of rope rose up, wrapping around their ankles and making neat little knots, the same being done to their wrists behind their back before either Fluttershy had the chance to resist.

“Wha-!? Rarity, what is the meaning of this?!”

“Okay, this is like, not okay.”

“...Should’ve seen this coming…”

“My apologies for the quick and crude work done, dears. I just wanted to make sure you were secure while I set your punishment up proper.”

“Rarity, what sort of punishment involves tying us up like this? It’s as if you were going to…” Severeshy’s eyes widened in panic as she came to her startling realization. ”Oh...Rarity, y-you wouldn’t!”

“Oh, but I would, my dear Fluttershy,” Rarity said with a dark chuckle. She added to their bindings by slipping them in wing sleeves to prevent excess flapping. “I may forgive, but I certainly will not forget. Especially that pedicure incident…”

Hipstershy scoffed. “Seriously? That was like, forever ago! You’re still not over that?”

“Oh, I remember the day vividly,” Rarity nodded as she removed the trio’s footwear. She popped off Severeshy’s high heels, Hipstershy’s flats, and Fluttergoth’s leather boots, then pulled off their socks and stockings. “You tickled me to tears, if I’m not mistaken, despite all my pleading.”

“That wasn’t even us that did that. Why bother taking it out on us?” Fluttergoth grumbled.

“Oh, make no mistake, this is still primarily for the Manehattan incident. I just feel that this method is the most appropriate. Now then...” Rarity summoned her tools with to her side. Several hairbrushes, makeup brushes, combs, wartenberg wheels, lotion, oils, extra rope and string, and a long fuzzy rope with handles at the end of each side. “Which one of you wants to go first?”

The three Fluttershys nervously exchanged looks, neither one of them speaking up to take the fall for their other selves.

“No volunteers? Very well, I’ll choose.” Rarity pouted her lips in contemplation, her finger pointing at the three of them as she tried to decide. The process would have been easier if any of them had asked for it like she had anticipated. Her finger ended up pointing towards Hipstershy, prompting a sigh of relief from the other two.

“Rare, really? Couldn’t you have like, picked literally anyone else but me?!” Hipstershy complained as she tried to cover one foot with the other.

“Sorry, dear. Had to pick someone.” Rarity shrugged, slowly dragging a finger down her arch, easily getting through her “defenses”.

“Nnngah…C-cut it out already!” Hipstershy needed to keep switching which foot needed to cover. When she eventually realized she wasn’t going to get anywhere, she began trying to swat Rarity’s hand away instead.

Rarity picked up one of the combs and showed it off to Hipstershy with a wicked grin. “Oh, and get to the actual punishment? Well, if you insist!”

Hipstershy went into a panic when she saw the comb get closer to her toes. “Wait, that’s not what I meant! I’m like, totally fine with before, so can w-Eeeeyaaaahahahaaa!”

“Oh, it’s far too late to go back now, dear.” Rarity smirked, moving the comb back and forth at a rhythmic pace. Her little revenge plot had a promising start.

Her whole body shivered as the comb moved between her toes. Even with her ankles tied up, Hipstershy could still move her feet freely, trying to use her other foot to try and block the comb.

“If you continue being so fidgety, Fluttershy, I’m going to have to do something about it,” Rarity warned. She held onto Hipstershy’s big toe to try and keep her still.

“I cahahahan’t! This is lihihihike, the worst thing ever!” Hipstershy whined. She wanted to grab the comb with her toes, but knew that such an attempt would end up with both feet getting tickled. Her other foot flailed, swatting at the comb, and occasionally Rarity’s hand if she was lucky.

Rarity’s horn lit up with her magical aura. “Very well then, I see I have no choice but to take action.” A piece of string wrapped around her big toes, tying them together. “Perhaps this will help you keep still.”

Hipstershy let out a quiet whimper, no longer able to defend herself with her own soles. The best she could manage was curling up her toes and scrunching her feet.

Those remaining defenses were quickly circumvented by Rarity simply grabbing onto her big toes and pushing them back, allowing her to saw the comb between her toes uninterrupted.

“Nahahahaha! Why my tohohohohoes?” she complained as her legs jerked and kicked with every swift movement of the comb.

Rarity chuckled at Hipstershy’s struggle. “Because I love the adorable noises that you make when your toes are tickled like this!“

“Gyahahaaaa! Mahahake it stahahahap!” Even with her big toes tied, Hipstershy kept thrashing. Her body hopping around in place, bumping into her increasingly concerned alter egos.

“And here I thought the toe ties would be enough…” Rarity said with a playfully exaggerated sigh. “Darling, I can happily add more restraints if you need them. Is that what you want?” Rarity kept the comb sawing back and forth in the same place between her toes, now using her magic to keep her rhythm uninterrupted.

“NooOOOhohoho!”

Rarity decided to use her now free hands to idly scritch at her arches, just to make sure that they had something to do. “Then I highly suggest that you stay a little bit more still.”

“I cahahahan’t! I lihihihihike, caaahahahan’t!”

“Oh, I believe you can, dear. You’re just not trying hard enough,” she teased, before adding a second comb to the mix, the dozens of teeth zipped across the sensitive spaces between her toes.

“EEYAAAHAHA! I literally hahahahaaate this sohohoho muuuuch!” Hipstershy thrashed around so much, her glasses fell off her face in the struggle.

Now that was something Rarity didn’t think she’d be hearing: Fluttershy saying that she hated being tickled. She assumed that any and all forms of Fluttershy would love to be in her current position, but perhaps it’s just the refraction stone’s doing that caused this attitude adjustment.

Rarity at least gave Hipstershy the courtesy of briefly stopping the combs in order to put the glasses back on her face.

It wasn’t like the return of her glasses gave her vision back, the frames didn’t have any lenses. Though the moment of respite allowed her to notice that the combs had moved. Instead of between her toes, they rested underneath instead. “Um, R-Rarity? Can you like, not do tha-AAAHAHAHAAAAA!”

Before Hipstershy could complete her protest, Rarity got the combs moving again, resting her chin on her hand as she watched her squirm with a smile on her face. Though her curling toes certainly made it a challenge to keep the combs moving, Rarity found an easy solution. If the combs managed to slow down or stop, she simply dragged her finely manicured nails down her arches. The shock was enough for Hipstershy to uncurl and even splay out her toes so that the combs could continue their work.

The other two Fluttershys were rendered speechless. Seeing the torment inflicted on Hipstershy’s toes made them tense up and curl their own toes. They found themselves unable to look away, their gazes fixated on their counterpart’s struggling feet. They wanted to speak up against their collective predicament. But they remained silent, out of fear that any protest would mean that Rarity would target them next.

Hipstershy cackled helplessly, constantly swinging her upper-body from side to side, recklessly jostling into her surrounding counterparts. “NO MORE! PLEEEEHEHEHEEEAAASE!”

Rarity gave her a playful shrug. “Alright, I suppose you’ve had enough for now,” she said while retracting the combs. ‘Now, which one of you wants to be next?”

As an exhausted Hipstershy gasped for breath, Severeshy and Fluttergoth instantly turned their heads away, hoping that Rarity would pick the other one to be the next victim.

“What about you?” Rarity asked, looking over to the skulking Fluttergoth. “You look awfully gloomy.”

“It’s fine…” she said, trying to shuffle away.

“Is it really, though? I’d hate to see you in such a bad mood,” Rarity sat down in front of her and slid her index finger down her arch.

Fluttergoth let out a strained grunt, her feet flinched at Rarity’s touch. “N-No! I’m fine...”

“Oh, I think Miss Dark And Moody needs to lighten up a bit!” Rarity added another finger to her slow teasing, her middle finger joined the index with slow glides down her scrunching foot.

Fluttergoth shut her eyes, a faint smirk appeared on her face before she quickly forced herself to scowl in an effort to resist.

“My my, I’m only using two fingers, and you’re already so flustered! Surely you’re not that ticklish, are you?” Rarity taunted, she continued her slow torment, only using her two fingers to scratch down her sole.

“Nnngh...I-I’m not!”

“Oh, I think you are…” Rarity teased with a mocking melody. She walked her fingers up her sole to the ball of her foot, then slid down to the heel. “Am I going to get you to laugh with just two fingers? Or will I have to step things up a little?”

The poking of Rarity’s fingers walking up her foot was light enough that Fluttergoth could gather her composure. But the sliding down her sole meant that she constantly fought not to crack a smile.

Rarity decided to skip using only three or four fingers, and went straight to using her entire hand, as she gave Fluttergoth’s feet light swipes across the arches,

Fluttergoth’s breath was shaky, still trying to force the corners of her lips down as Rarity upped the intensity.

As Rarity drew swirls on her feet, she watched her face to see if there was any change in her reaction. “Well, I’m no Pinkie Pie, but I think I can still get you to smile!”

“Rrrgh...Shut up!” Fluttergoth growled through her teeth. She turned her head away, trying to hide the forced grin on her face.

“Aha, there’s the smile! I knew I could get it out of you!” Rarity showed off both hands, fingers clawed and ready to deliver more tickling. “Now, let’s see what we should do about getting you to laugh, hm?”

Seeing Rarity’s fingers claw made Fluttergoth shudder with dread, a few drops of sweat ran down from her forehead. Her feet curled in a preemptive attempt at defense. She took a deep breath and braced herself for the worst.

Rarity had already devised a plan of attack. With her left hand, she raked her fingernails down the sole, while the fingers on her right hand poked and skittered against her toes. She had already broken through and gotten her to smile, getting her to laugh should take no time at all.

Fluttergoth already began smiling again, an unfortunate side-effect of the increased intensity. Each little grunt she made was a sign that she was fighting back a laugh.

Rarity focused her fingers on Fluttergoth’s soles, her nails making quick swipes downward in her attempt to finally break her. “Oooh, I don’t think you can hold out for much longer...”

As tears started to form in Fluttergoth’s eyes, her eyeshadow started to run down her cheeks as she let out a series of strained exhales, each one barely able to contain the building laughter inside.

Just as Fluttergoth felt herself reach her limit, Rarity frowned and lifted her fingers away from her soles.

“Well, I hate to admit it, but you’re putting up quite the resistance. I don’t think my fingernails will be enough...”

Fluttergoth let out a sigh of relief at Rarity’s apparent surrender.

“...Luckily, I have more than just my fingernails!” Rarity said, her horn lit up as she pulled the wartenberg wheels to her hand.

Fluttergoth only had enough time let out a soft whimper before Rarity started rolling the wheels against her arches. She tried to hold her laughter back, but only managed to sputter for a couple of seconds before the first few decisive giggles slipped out, shortly followed by an explosion of laughter.

“There we go! That was surprisingly easy.” Rarity said with a satisfied nod. “Isn’t this much better, Fluttershy?”

“Noooohahaha! S-Stahahahap it now! EeeeheeHEEK!” Fluttergoth shook her head wildly as she let out more fits of giggles unbefitting of the dark, brooding persona she had built for herself.

“Hmhmhm, why stop now? I just started using these wheels, and I want to make good use of them before I’m done with you!” Rarity said with a twinge of vengeance in her voice.

Fluttergoth’s makeup got worse; her sweat and tears ruined her eyeshadow further, leaving darker streaks of tears down her cheeks as the wheels spun into her soles.

Up and down, the wheels went, making sure that Fluttergoth was giggling and squealing the entire time. Rarity had run the wheels across the same part of her soles for so long, that she had made a trail of little indents across Fluttergoth’s soles.

“Gaaahahaha! NO MORE! Nohohoho more! You got me to lahahahaugh already! Just stahahahap!“ she pleaded, trying to kick her legs in desperation.

Rarity purposefully stalled in her decision making, just to hear Fluttergoth squeal for a little bit longer as she continued running the wheels across her soles. She had already accomplished the goal she set for herself, so she decided to let her rest and move on.

Fluttergoth’s head hung low as she continued to let out a few wheezy giggles. Even without the wheels making tracks across her feet, she could still feel the tingles.

“How come you got it easy?” Hipstershy muttered.

“Now then, only one more Fluttershy to punish…” Rarity directed her attention towards Severeshy.

Severeshy’s body instantly tried to recoil away. “R-Rarity, please! Can’t we discuss this?”

“We could discuss things, true.” Rarity nodded, wasting no time in having her fingers dance across her feet. “...but this is much more entertaining!”

Severeshy showed a little bit of resistance against Rarity’s nails, but only lasted a few seconds before bursting out in giggles.

Rarity smirked, satisfied that she wouldn’t have to put in work to crack her like Fluttergoth. It gave her more time to focus on more important matters. “Now if I recall, you were the worst offender when running the shop. Not only driving away customers, but also hurting the feelings of the raccoons that live there. What shall we do about that, hm?” Rarity looked over the tools she hadn’t used yet, grabbing the hairbrushes after a bit of thought.

Severeshy’s pupils shrunk upon seeing Rarity’s weapon of choice. “N-No...please! Rarity! I-I’m sorry!”

Before Rarity pressed the bristles to Severeshy’s feet, she pointed the brush at her. “You know, Fluttershy, I’ve been wondering this for a while... I’ve noticed each one of you has shown resistance. Why is that?”

“Resistance? Of course we would show resistance to this, Rarity! Wouldn’t you object to being treated this way?” Severeshy said in indignation, secretly relieved that her tickling had been delayed.

“Well, for me, yes, I suppose I would,” Rarity admitted. "However, I figured that you would at least enjoy being tied up and tickled for a bit.”

“Me? Don’t be ridiculous, Rarity! I would never!” she scoffed, her cheeks getting a tint of pink.

Rarity clicked her tongue. She could hear a slight waver in her voice during her denial. “Really? If I know my Fluttershy, I would say that she would adore being tickled like this.” She shrugged, getting back to her original plan, dragging the hairbrushes down her feet.

“EEEEHAHAHA! N-NOHOHOHO! STOHOHOHOP!” Severeshy threw her head back in wild laughter, trying to jump away from Rarity.

“I think you’re secretly enjoying this!” Rarity teased as she slowly dragged the brushes down, making sure as many bristles as possible made contact with her soles. Even with all Severeshy’s struggling, a quick pull got her back in position.

“I DOHOHOHON’T! Ahahahand I demAHAHAAnd you stop!” Severeshy tried curling her toes and kicking her legs out, but nothing prevented the brushes from driving her wild.

“Still not going to say, hm? I’ll find a way to draw the truth out of you one way or another.” Rarity temporarily put down the brushes, carefully considering her next move.

“Well, I haven’t gotten the opportunity to use this yet…” she grinned, picking up the bottle of oil.

Severeshy’s feet trembled as the oil started to drizzle down her soles. The slight massage from Rarity to make sure that her feet got covered did nothing to relieve her tension.

Once Rarity finished oiling up Severeshy’s feet, it was back to wielding the brushes. This time, she started at her heels and brushed up.

Severeshy let out a squeal loud enough to make the other two Fluttershys recoil in fear. She tried to protest, beg, or curse her out, but her mouth refused to form any words.

“And you’re positive that you’re not enjoying this, even just a little bit?” Rarity teased, the two brushes effortlessly gliding up and down her flailing feet.

“NOHOHO! Y-YEHEHES! I...I...GAHAHAHA! I CAHAHAN’T STAND THIHIHS!” Severeshy finally managed to get out, her entire body twitching.

“Is that so? I wonder if that’s truly the case…” To test her theory, Rarity slipped the wing sleeves off of Severeshy.

As soon as the sleeves were removed, Severeshy’s wings spread out with a definitive pomf.

“Oh? Care to explain that, then?”

“T-that’s because...Um…” Severeshy started to sweat as she stammered, she tried to come up with an excuse as she looked back and forth between her outstretched wings and the smug look on Rarity’s face.

Rarity reached forward, her fingers brushing against her wings. “Now, remind me... What does it mean when a pegasus has stiff wings and blushing cheeks?”

Severeshy became increasingly flustered as Rarity got closer. The sudden wing attention gave her shivers. “Eeeek! N-No! Get away from my wiiings!”

As Rarity scritched her fingers against her wings, her magic made sure the brushes didn’t leave her feet alone. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t these the typical symptoms of an excited pegasus? Are you sure you’re not hiding something from me, dear?’

“EEEHEEHAHAHA! FINE! I-I LIKE IT! I LIKE BEING TIHIHIHICKLED!” Severeshy blurted out.

As soon as she heard those words, Rarity stopped the tickling. “Now was that really so hard to say?”

“T-There...I said it...Are we done now?” Severeshy panted.

Rarity backed up to look at the Fluttershys. “Hm...there’s still some time left before the spell wears off…” she mused to herself as she picked up several of the tools, pointing them towards the three pairs of reddened soles.

Hipstershy sputtered in disbelief. “Wait, more? Are you like, for real?”

With the use of her magic, a few extra ropes, and some clever knot tying, all three Fluttershys had their ankle bondages tied together, both lining up their feet and ensuring that neither one of them could escape their collective tickling.

To avoid playing favorites, Rarity’s magic took care of the task of simultaneous tickling. All she had to do was sit back and watch.

Fluttergoth received the makeup brushes. The soft and puffy bristles stroked all over her feet. Rarity had the finesse to give them the occasional twirl as they explored her soles.

Fluttergoth let out a mixture of giggles and grunts. The brushes tickling just enough to break past her resistances, but not enough to induce full laughter, leaving her in a frustrating situation.

The fuzzy rope snaked around Hipstershy’s toes. When Rarity’s magic pulled on either end, the fuzzy surface tickled between, and occasionally under each toe.

Even with all the time for recovery, it only took seconds for Hipstershy to be a blushing mess. “EEEHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE! WHY CAN’T YOU T-TIHIHIHICKLE LIKE, ANYWHERE ELSE!? BWAHAHA NAHAHAT MY TOHOHOES!”

Two of the hairbrushes moved towards Severeshy. Instead of her feet, they were headed towards her wings, taking long and slow strokes across.

Severeshy shivered as she felt the slow teasing on her wings. Her toes started to splay out and twitch as the brushes got closer to the wingtips. “Hahahahaaaa! Wait! R-Rariteeeheeheeheehee!”

As per Hipstershy’s request, another part of her feet got attention. With her toes tied back, her taut arches were the perfect target for the extra hairbrushes.

Hipstershy’s pupils shrank when she felt the stiff bristles strike, throwing her head back with wild laughter. “AAAIIIHAHAHAAA! I TAKE IT BACK I TAKE IT BAHAHAHAAACK!”

Severeshy’s feet weren’t left alone. The wheels kept them company, starting at her heels and rolling all the way up to her toes, quickly making a dotted track up her soles.

The wheels reached her toes at around the same time the brushes reached her wingtips. Each pass made Severeshy’s laughter build up into a loud squeal, before the tools would go back and start again.

The combs that previously tortured Hipstershy’s toes went to Fluttergoth’s feet. One slid across the balls of her foot, the other against her heels. The makeup brushes now focused on her arches, bouncing back and forth between the combs.

“GahahaHAAAA! T-That’s SOHOHO much worse than the wheeheeheels!” Fluttergoth cackled. She tried to pull her feet away, but being linked to the other two Fluttershys weighed her down.

Before Rarity had time to up the intensity, the refraction stone began to glow, indicating that the hour was up.

The three Fluttershys were surrounded by the same glow, the light getting stronger until it was nearly blinding.

Once the light faded away, there was only one Fluttershy left on the modeling stage.

As soon as Fluttershy was back to normal, she fell backwards, wings and legs involuntarily twitching. The combined exhaustion from all three Fluttershys had hit her simultaneously.

“Are you alright, Fluttershy?” Rarity rushed over to Fluttershy’s side, lifting her head up to make sure she was still conscious.

Fluttershy let out a dazed giggle, her head dizzily rocking back and forth as her body continued to twitch.

Rarity waited until Fluttershy had recovered from the experience before trying to carry a conversation with her. “So Fluttershy, how did it feel?”

“Oh, it was a bit like dreaming. I can still remember and feel what you did and said to each version of me. After you cast the spell, it was like being in three different places at once, though it still felt off, like I was always missing a part of myself. Sorry, it’s just really hard to put it into words.”

“Hm, perhaps we can get Twilight to use the stone on me so I can see what it’s like for myself…” Rarity mused.

“Oh? So that I can tie up and tickle all the different Raritys for revenge?” Fluttershy shot Rarity a sly smirk.

“Ahaha…M-maybe.” Rarity laughed nervously. “For now, how about we take a trip to the spa? I have a feeling you’d like some pampering right now...”

Fluttershy giggled and nodded. “That sounds lovely!”

As the two prepared to leave, Fluttershy looked over at the stage. All the ropes and tools were still scattered about. She knew that Rarity would be willing to do something like this again if she just asked, but given how teasy she was when fueled by revenge, it was enough for her to consider giving Rarity another excuse to get even with her.

Author's Note

Decided to just stick to mostly foot tickling on this one.

Next Time: The Training