Celestia, Twilight, Spike, and Ember Walk into a Bedroom...
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Celestia, Twilight, Spike, and Ember Walk into a Bedroom...
Twilight Sparkle leaned against the railings in one of Canterlot Castle’s many towers, staring at the sky.
“Do you think that she’s coming?” Spike asked, jumping up and down to try to get a better view.
Twilight rolls her eyes. “I’m sure she is, Spike. Canterlot’s very far from the Dragon Lands, you know.”
“Yeah, yeah, but-Oh, I see her! She’s coming!” Spike shouted, pointing at a figure in the distance.
Twilight looked back up to the sky to check. “...Spike, that’s Fleetfoot.”
“Aw, man…” Spike looked down, dejected.
“Do we need to get you a pair of glasses?” Twilight joked, turning around to playfully nudge him.
“I dunno, glasses seem to suit you pretty well, Twilight.” A voice said behind her, the figure’s fingers creating circles in front of her eyes.
“Ember!” Spike said, running over to the dragon, wrapping his arms around her.
“Hey, Spike!” Ember said, ruffling up the scales on his head. “How’s my favorite little dragon doing?”
Spike blushed, “Aw, I’m hanging in there, how’s life as Dragon Lord?”
“Eh, can’t really complain. Been trying to convince the rest of the dragons that most ponies aren’t bad, but I swear, some of them dine on rocks instead of gemstones. Speaking of…” Ember pulls out a green gemstone, tossing it up to Spike. “Figured you’d like a snack during our meeting.”
Spike jumps up and catches it, staring at it with widened eyes. “Woah...is this emerald?”
“Better, it’s Alexandrite.”
“No way, it’s huge! How did you even find a gem like this?”
“That’s a secret!” she chuckled, winking.
Spike inspected the gemstone from multiple angles, before taking a slow, cautious lick. “Holy fuck, it’s real.”
“Spike! Language!” Twilight scolded, before facing Ember and bowing. “It’s great to see you again, Dragon Lord Ember. It’s been quite a while since we last met.”
“Yes it has, Princess Twilight. I’m glad that Princess Celestia called me over for another meeting. It’s so nice seeing the bright colors of Equestria instead of the dreary browns and reds of the Dragon Lands.” she replied, bowing back.
“Well, let’s not keep Celestia waiting any longer, I’ll show you to the meeting room, Dragon Lord Ember.” Twilight said, walking inside the castle, the two dragons following.
The three made it to a rather large conference room. A round table taking up a majority of the floor, with seats ready to seat a group of at least twenty, although most of the chairs were put on the side of the room. On the side, the windows were open, letting the rays of sunshine in. Sitting at the furthest seat at the table was someone not facing them, but a look at her large white horn and majestic flowing mane made it very easy to tell who was seated there. Princess Celestia spun in her chair to face them like an evil villain would to reveal themselves. Her fingers interlocked in front of her face.
“Ah, Dragon Lord Ember! It’s so lovely to meet again.” Celestia greeted, her voice sunny and bright, completely betraying her somewhat dark tone and pose.
Twilight pinched the bridge of her nose as Spike covered his mouth to hide his giggles.
“Heh, glad to see you too, Princess Celestia,” Ember responded. “Glad to see you’re still as entertaining as ever.”
Celestia playfully shrugged, “I figured there had to be something to make things exciting before the meeting. I trust your visit has been pleasant so far?”
“Yes, there have been a few ponies who greet me upon arrival, some even want to take pictures of me. I...feel like a celebrity, it’s kinda weird.” she blushed, rubbing the scales on the back of her head.
Celestia giggled, “You’ll get used to the attention. But I am glad to see that more and more ponies are warming up to dragons, even if it is just you and Spike.”
“I’m doing my best to try and find a trusted dragon that I can take along as a companion to these visits so they can better understand ponies, but it is quite a long process, even as Dragon Lord.”
“Well, friendship isn’t easy, but any progress is good progress.”
“That’s why we are all so grateful that you are taking the time to meet with us about this. It is my understanding from your letters that the Dragon Lands still have some troubles of their own,” Twilight said.
“Yeah, well, I kinda owe it to this little guy over here,” Ember said, patting Spike on the head. “If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t even be Dragon Lord in the first place. But I am glad to strengthen our relations.”
“Speaking of, have a seat, everyone, and we can properly get this meeting underway.”
Twilight, Spike, and Ember sat down at the remaining chairs, looking at Celestia to begin.
“Excellent. I’m glad that you could all come for this diplomatic meeting. First, I think we should go over the progress we’ve made since our last meeting…”
The meeting continued as the minutes passed. Celestia and Ember brought up problems that would be relevant to the situation, Twilight would try offering a solution, before realizing there might be another problem from that solution, Spike made the occasional snarky remark while giving some honest input. Overall, each of the four provided valuable input and would help contribute to bettering dragon-pony relations. Of course, it would all depend on the regular ponies and dragons themselves in the end to be able to trust and bond with each other.
“Well, I think that was a very successful meeting, everypony. Once again, I’d like to thank you all.” Celestia concluded, her smile turning into a smirk. “Would you like to say anything, Spike?”
Everyone looked over to see Spike leaning back in her chair, softly snoring with the half-eaten gem in his lap. Twilight smirked, lightly tapping him on the shoulder.
Spike jumps an inch off his seat. “Wah! I’m up, I’m up!” he exclaims, looking at the three amused royal figures. “Uh...yeah, I uh, totally agree!”
“Well, after that stimulating meeting, I believe that we are finished with our professional business.” Celestia chuckles, pushing herself backward to stand up.
“So follow me, and we’ll move onto our private business.” She said with a wink, walking out of the conference room.
“Finally!” Spike exclaimed, giving a short round of applause, Twilight lightly whacked him in the back of the head.
“What? This is the best part about these meetings!” he shrugged, “Sorry I don’t share your appreciation for diplomatic politics…” he muttered, before they joined Ember in following Celestia.
The group eventually made their way to Celestia’s chambers, after Celestia closed and locked the doors, Twilight cast a spell. The magic aura covered the walls, before disappearing.
“Alright, the spell’s set. The room is soundproofed and locked, Celestia.” Twilight said.
“Good, then let’s get the fun started, hm?” Celestia smiled, slipping out of her golden sandals, giving a little sigh in relief as she spreads her toes, letting the cool air run through them. “Ahh...It’s been such a long and tiring week...My feet have been aching, even in these sandals. If only there was someone here who could give me a massage...“ she said with a wink.
Twilight giggled, “Oh, I think I can help with that, Princess,” she said, slipping out of her shoes and socks. “As long as you were willing to return the favor, of course.”
At the same time, Ember made her way to Celestia’s bed, sitting on the side “Oh Spiiiiike…” She teased, beckoning the other dragon over, curling her toes. “How about you and me play?”
“Woohoo!” Spike cheered, tossing the half-eaten gem on the bed sheets. He kneeled at the side of the bed, grabbing onto Ember’s heels, planting kisses on her soles, alternating between her left and right foot.
“Well, you’re being quite the impatient dragon today, aren’t you?” Ember joked, tapping Spike on the head with her toes.
Princess Celestia and Princess Twilight sat on the floor, placing their bare feet on each other's laps. Celestia wiggled her toes to not only display the work that was done on her feet, but to make Twilight blush furiously. When her toes curled, it showed off the nail art that was done. On her big toes were a well done depiction of her cutie mark, cliché, but still lovely to see. The remaining nails were painted in the colors of her majestic flowing mane, cerulean, turquoise, cobalt, and heliotrope. Despite all the work and activities she did on her feet, there wasn’t a single chipped nail, speck of dirt or dust, or callus that could be found, it was the result of Canterlot’s finest spa and pedicurists. It made ponies jealous of Celestia for having such pristine feet, and would probably make ponies jealous of Twilight for being able to touch, rub, kiss, and tickle said pristine feet.
Twilight took a few moments to stare at Celestia’s massive feet before she covered her blushing cheeks. Every wiggle of her toes made her more hot and bothered. Eventually, she became to flustered to keep looking, and covered her face in embarrassment. While Twilight didn’t have the luxury of receiving an elite pedicure, Ponyville’s Aloe and Lotus were no slouches when it came to their treatments. They did a spectacular job of making sure Twilight’s moderately-sized feet were clean and smooth, although it was always a challenge seeing how ticklish they were. Even painting her nails, which were colored a dark violet and decorated with bright white stars was a process that caused a constant stream of giggles from the princess. Now they were on display for Celestia to see.
Celestia lifted one of Twilight’s feet up to her chest to get a better look while she was blushing from her teasing. She tilted her sole to the side, seemingly trying to get a better look, before making a devious grin and sliding her fingers down her defenseless sole.
Twilight jolted, instinctively yanking her foot back as she squealed, finally looking at Celestia.
“Have you forgotten already? Get to work on that massage, Twilight, or else…” She chuckled, wriggling her fingers closer to Twilight’s other foot.
Twilight smiled nervously, lightly grasping Celestia’s feet, pressing her thumbs into her arches.
Ember and Spike, being dragons, had different looking feet than Twilight and Celestia. Although they still had attributes that they could still admire. It was a bit curious how big the differences between the two were. Ember’s feet were long and slim, Spike’s were round and chubby. Ember put most of her weight on the front of her feet, Spike walked flatfoot. Either way, the two dragons loved playing with each others feet, and the ponies always loved poking and experimenting with them.
Spike began putting his tongue to good use, lapping up Ember’s soles with his long, forked tongue, making Ember giggle. “S-Spiiiike! O-oooh, t-that still t-tickles!”
“Hey, I can’t help it if you’re so ticklish,” Spike grinned, purposely flicking his tongue against her feet.
“Eeheehee! Spike! C-cut it out!” She squealed, her feet curling, trying not to accidentally kick him in the face.
“Make me,” he smirked, utilizing his claws to lightly scratch at her heel, making the Dragon Lord nearly fall back onto the bed. Before Spike moved his fingers up her feet, he felt something wrap around his belly and pull him onto the bed.
“Well, if you insist,” Ember said, squeezing Spike with her tail as her fingers approached his defenseless feet.
“Uh...I’m sorry?” Spike said, his toes curling up as he laughed nervously.
“You chuckle now, Spike…” she grinned, before lightly scratching under his toes. “...but I’ll have you screaming.”
“W-wait, waitwaitwaitwaitwaaaaiiiiiiit! Nohohohoho!” Spike’s begging turned into hysterics from Ember’s light touch.
“Maybe this’ll teach you a lesson, Spikey, kitchy kitchy koo…” Ember teased, effortlessly making him squirm and struggle with just one claw, making figure-eights against his soles and poking his little toes.
“Plehehehehease! Stahahahahap! I’m soooorryyyy!”
“Hm, are you really? Maybe I’ll just keep tickling you until I’m convinced,” she smirked, her light traces slowly evolving into scribbling against his helpless soles.
Spike started to scream, starting to tear up, thrashing and kicking while wrapped up in Ember’s tail. “I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!”
“Aw, sure, I believe ya,” Ember shrugged, letting go of Spike, letting him recover on the bed. “Is it me, or are you more ticklish than before?”
“Ah...hah...oof...you’re...so...evil…” Spike gasped, wiping the tears from his eyes as he caught his breath.
“And you’re so cute,” Ember giggled, playing with Spike’s toes.
Ember grinned, adjusting her position once more, hovering her feet over Spike’s face. “I’m sorry, is this going to make up fo-Eeee! Spiiiiike!”
Spike grabbed onto Ember’s ankle, quickly scribbling his fingers down the length of her long sole, watching her toes spread out and wiggle before he presses her sole against his face. “Mmmhmm.”
Ember let out a little sigh, keeping her feet pressed against Spike’s face, tapping her toes against his forehead.
Twilight continued with her massage, running her thumbs up and down the length of Celestia’s arches, consistently adding light pressure as she watched her feet react.
Celestia hummed softly. Twilight’s handiwork wasn’t as precise as a professional Canterlot masseuse, but she was familiar enough with her feet that she was well aware of which pressure points melted away a huge chunk of her stress. She began wiggling her big toes, still teasing Twilight, but also indicate to her another spot that she wants given attention.
Twilight nods, grabbing onto her toes, gently pulling on each of them, causing some of the joints to pop, before sliding her fingers between her toes, moving them up and down, part of her palm rubbing up against the balls of her feet.
Celestia let out soft moans and giggles, Twilight’s fingers simultaneously relaxing and tickling her. With Twilight’s feet on her lap, she picked up one of Twilight’s feet, bringing her big toe up to her lips, giving it a brief kiss before sticking it in her mouth, suckling on it.
Twilight bit her lower lip, wiggling her big toe against Celestia’s tongue as she persisted in her foot rub. Taking one of her majestic feet in hand, she moves her thumbs right at the ball of her foot, pressing her thumbs right below the area, moving them in small circles.
Celestia shivered, Twilight hitting one of her pressure points, a loud moan escaping her lips and into Twilight’s foot. She retaliates by taking hold of Twilight’s foot, taking slow, long licks up her sole, giving a little flick of her tongue right under her toes to drive her wild. At the very end, she made sure to give a kiss to one of Twilight’s toes every time she reached the top.
“Ohhh...f-fuuuck!” Twilight cried out, her toes spreading out as Celestia darted her tongue in the spaces between.
“Language, Twilight!” Spike mockingly chastised, lifting Ember’s foot off his face to tease her, waggling his finger.
Twilight would have to be mad at him later. For now, she brought Celestia’s feet up to her face, rubbing her cheek against the soft, pampered soles.
Ember looked down at Spike, lying sedentary as her feet lay on his face. “So, is this all you wanna do? Just lie there?”
A few seconds passed, Spike’s chest raised up and down as he breathed, sniffing Ember’s feet, before he raised his own up in the air and above her legs.
“...You want me to tickle you again?”
Spike immediately retracted his feet, “Uh, I’m good.”
Ember giggled, “You sure? I think your laugh is pretty cute. Just making you squeal just by tickle tickle tickling your feet…”
Spike started to blush through his scales. “Uh, it’s fine, playing with your feet is fine,” he said, starting to wiggle Ember’s toes.
As Twilight pressed her thumbs against Celestia’s heels, she froze in shock. “Augh! I totally forgot! Sorry to leave early, but Spike and I have to go back to Ponyville for Applejack’s birthday, and we can’t be late.”
“That’s quite alright, Twilight. We’ll just see you next time and pick up where we left off.” Celestia said, barely hiding the disappointment in her voice.
Twilight hastily put on her socks and shoes. “I’m really sorry. Spike! We gotta get going!”
“Aw, come on, can’t we skip this one time? Applejack’s young, she’s gonna have other birthdays, isn’t she?” He said, laying his cheek against Ember’s soles.
“We’re going now!” Twilight yelled, already opening the door.
Spike let out a loud groan. “Fine. Thanks for the alexandrite, Ember! This was a lot of fun, sorry I can’t stay any longer, though,” he said, planting one last kiss on her toes before giving her a hug.
“Heh, no worries. You really know how to pamper a dragon, ya know that?” she smiled, returning the hug. “Alright, get going.”
With a reluctant sigh, Spike grabbed the gem and ran after Twilight, closing the door behind him. “See you guys later!”
“Well, guess that leaves you and me, Ember. A shame that they couldn’t stay longer, I was enjoying that massage.” she mused.
“Yeah, I could tell,” Ember said. crawling over to the end of the bed. “You really know how to make Twilight blush, huh? I could never make her that flustered!”
Celestia smirked, “Well, it’s all about hitting her buttons. I can just wiggle my toes in just the right way and she’s practically under my spelll.”
“And Spike was a lot more enthusiastic than last time. Wonder what’s gotten into him.”
“Well, to my knowledge, you are the only dragon friend that he has. I think he’s just so excited that he has another dragon that shares his, well, our interests.”
“Heh, might be…Not that I really mind it that much.”
“So, are you going to be off as well, Ember?”
Ember tilted her head side to side for a moment, before shaking her head. “Nah, I can stay for a while longer. I can stay a bit longer. I’d love to play with you one-on-one.”
Celestia smiles, standing up to sit right next to the dragon. “Ooh, sounds lovely. Do you have anything in mind?”
“Well, how about a little footsie to start off?” she said, flexing her toes.
Celestia nods, shifting herself to be at the opposite end of the bed. She extends her legs, pressing her soles against Ember’s. They began to rub their soles against each other, eliciting a few giggles and soft murmurs from each of them. Ember broke contact with one of Celestia’s feet, but only for a moment, she began stroking her sole against the top of her foot, before moving past her ankle and up her leg, retracing her path back down and to back to her sole where it was before. Celestia was next to break sole contact, using her feet to rub against Ember’s tail before she placed her toes against Ember’s, only having the toes and balls of their feet make contact.
Ember smirked. Despite how big Celestia’s feet were compared to the average pony, Ember’s own feet were just a bit larger, her long toes helping her get the edge in length.
The corners of Celestia’s mouth dropped a bit seeing Ember silently gloating about to size of her feet, but her frown didn’t last long, as she curled up her toes, then placed them right underneath Ember. She began to uncurl her toes, then curl the back up again, wiggling her toes right underneath the stems of her toes.
Ember tried her best not to let out a snicker, but ultimately failed, her feet flinching as Celestia’s toes tickled hers. “H-Hehehey...w-what are you doing?”
Celestia didn’t answer, pulling back her feet just for a moment, only to stick her big toes back in, tracing them up and down the length of her soles.
A now giggling Ember decided to retaliate, pushing against Celestia’s toes, trying to fight the ticklish sensations. After a bit of a struggle, she managed to hold one of Celestia’s feet back by the toes, exposing more of her sole. With such a large space left wide open, Ember struck, using her pointed toes to lightly scratch right above her heel.
Celestia tried to regain control of her advantage, but Ember’s movements caught her by surprise. When Ember’s toes started rubbing against her foot, she started to giggle, trying to use her free foot to push one of Ember’s away.
“Hehe...quite the ticklish pair of feet you have, princess…” Ember mused, trying to keep her advantage over Celestia.
“Mmmph, I could say the same about yours…”
“Tch, I bet I could get you to crack easily,” she scoffed, her tail lightly stroking against her ankles.
“I think you underestimate me, Ember, I’m certain I could effortlessly tickle you into submission,” Celestia said with a wink.
“Well then, guess there’s only one way to really settle this,” Ember said, smirking with a glint in her eye.
“Why Ember, are you suggesting a tickle fight?”
“You know it!”
“Very well,” Celestia smirks. “I’ll refrain from using magic, in the interest of fairness. Not that I’ll need it, of course.”
Ember raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? How should we do this, then?”
“I might have an idea. How about we do a best of three?”
“Sounds simple enough. What does the winner get?”
“Mmm, a few minutes of whatever the winner wants?”
“Interesting…So how’s round one going to work?
“It’s simple really,” Celestia said, pulling out a stopwatch from her nightstand. “One of us holds their hands behind their head and clasped together, while the other tickles them. When the ticklee stops doing one of either of those things, the stopwatch is hit, and that’s their time. Whoever lasts the longest is the winner.”
“Alright, I’ll go first, do your worst!” Ember boasted, puffing out her chest as she clasped her hands behind her head, already thinking about her victory plans.
“Oh, I plan to…” Celestia chuckled, stopwatch in one hand, fingers wiggling closer to Ember’s body on the other.
“Three...two...one...start!”
Right after she started the stopwatch, Celestia gave Ember no quarter, digging her fingers into the hollow’s of Ember’s armpits. She kept her fingers together, vibrating them against the sensitive pits. She could feel Ember’s body tense up, trying to fight the instinct to pull her arms down and save herself from her ticklish torment. Celestia’s grin only got wider as she looked up and saw Ember’s face, her blushing cheeks puffed up, little spurts of air escaping her lips. Although she couldn’t directly see her hands, she could tell that they were shaking.
Ember knew that not laughing wasn’t part of the challenge, but she still couldn’t break. If she did, she might lose herself to her laughter and accidentally cover her armpits. Her arms kept dropping, but she managed to lift them back up before her arms trapped Celestia’s fingers in. Her toes began to curl, and her tail began to slam the floor as she continued to resist, barely hanging on. She felt a twinge of regret for all that boasting and volunteering to go first. No problem, she would just have to get her to crack first.
“My, you look like you’re about to break. What if I tickle here some more?” Celestia teased, lightly poking her pits, alternating on each side, before dropping down, blowing a raspberry on her belly.
“GAHAHAHAHA! S-stahahahap it!” Ember gasped, unclasping her hands to push Celestia’s head away.
The moment Celestia felt Ember’s claws push her, she hit the stopwatch, looking at the time. “Ooh, a minute and twenty one seconds. Not bad.”
Ember began wiping off her belly, trying to shoo the tingles away “Hmph, Didn’t realize you were gonna cheat.”
“Cheating? Me? Oh, no no no. The goal was to get you to drop your arms or separate your hands. I never said anything about just sticking to your armpits,” Celestia smirked.
Ember rolled her neck. “Tch, fine. I can still win this.”
Celestia scoffed, already lifting up her arms behind her head. “Try me.”
Ember raised her claws up, tail flicking against the floor as she reset the stopwatch.
“Three...two...one...go!”
As soon as time started, Ember went after Celestia’s armpits as fast as she could. Her claws began to rake at the smooth white surface, instead of vibrating like Celestia’s method. She felt Celestia jolt with each scratch, giving her sadistic pleasure as her laughter rang through the room. However, for all her jolting, Ember never saw Celestia lower her arms. The clock was ticking, she was running out of time. She would have to step up her game if she was going to win. She continued to attack Celestia’s upperbody, now poking at her ribcage. Her tail lifted up so the tip was in Celestia’s view.
“Kitchy kitchy koo...I wonder where this is gonna go…” She teased, before bringing her tail right above her belly button, slowly inserting it in.
Celestia didn’t bother suppressing her laughter, giggling and squirming openly as Ember teased her. It was difficult to keep her arms up, but she was confident in her willpower that she could last, even though every second felt like a minute. She felt like she was about to pass Ember’s time, until the dragon introduced her tail into the mix. As soon as she felt the tip of her tail explore her navel, her eyes widened arms shooting down to swat it away.
Ember hit the stopwatch, one minute and eighteen seconds. “And round one goes to Ember, the superior royal,” she said with a confident fist pump.
“Yes, yes, congratulations, a three second difference,” Celestia said sarcastically, with added slow claps. “Ok, round two. One of us lays on the bed, and we tickle the other in any way we’d like, trying to get them to laugh, whoever goes the longest without laughing wins. Simple enough, right?”
Ember nodded, confident that she could win on round two. Celestia didn’t bother resisting last time, why would it be different now?
Celestia lay down on the bed, taking a similar position to the last round. “Whenever you’re ready.”
“Three...two...one...go!”
Given the events from a few minutes ago, Ember knew exactly where to strike first. She began to squeeze her sides as her tail went straight for the navel, “Now, why would you want to stop me from going here, hm?”
Celestia knew what was coming, and her muscles tensed up as her tail dipped right into her belly button. She grit her teeth, pounding a pillow with her fists to distract herself.
“Oh, could it be your belly button is suuuper sensitive? I wonder how much more you could take?” she said, her tail constantly probing her navel. “What’ll you do if I keep tickle tickle tickling here?”
Celestia’s cheeks puff up as she starts to snort. She was used to verbal teasing, but when her sensitive belly button was being attacked, it was difficult to resist laughing. She tried to bring her legs up to defend herself, but a quick swipe of Ember’s claws against her soles sends her feet back down. The princess’s face started to turn bright pink as Ember continued to torment her belly, her claws busy scribbling against her armpits.
Ember couldn’t properly give Celestia revenge raspberries, but this was the next best thing, chuckling sinisterly as she dug her fingers in the gaps between her ribs.
It was at that moment that all the tickling had built up, Celestia’s shoulders began to shake, and she burst out into laughter, her body thrashing on the bed.
“Two minutes, fifteen seconds. I can top that easily.” Ember said, taking Celestia’s place on the bed.
“Three...two...one...start!”
Celestia hopped onto Ember’s ankles, raking her fingers up her feet. At the same time, her wings extended out, dropping down so the the lower plumes pressed against her belly. Her wings began to flap, the feathers gliding against her belly, sides, and chest. “Betcha forgot I had wings, hm? I can tickle you in so many more places like this…”
Ember grunted, feet wriggling as she covered her mouth. Her claws meant that she couldn’t easily vent her frustrations without slashing something up.
Celestia grabbed onto the toes of Ember’s feet, pulling them back as she used her other hand to scribble underneath her toes. She could feel Ember’s toes trying to curl in her grip. Celestia simply laughed as she continued tickling away.
Ember snorted harder, rocking her head from side to side as the gentle feathers and heavy scribbling drove her mad with their conflicting sensations. Celestia at her feet being the biggest problem, but no matter how hard she pushed, she couldn’t break free from Celestia’s grip.
Celestia pursed her lip, Ember was giving her some difficulty, she wasn’t showing signs of cracking, and time was running out. After a few more seconds of toe tickling, she stopped, and got off Ember’s ankles. She stood over the dragon, wiggling her fingers right above her body.
“Alright, incoming tickles! Five...four...three…”
Ember shut her eyes tight, her body tensed up, waiting for the inevitable. She waited and waited, but she felt nothing. In a foolish move, she relaxed a bit, cracking one eye open.
“two-one!”
Celestia grins, it was a risky gamble, but Ember actually dropped her guard. She briefly sucked in a bit of air before she dove in, pressing her muzzle against Ember’s belly and vibrating her lips, using her hands to squeeze her sides.
Ember walked right into Celestia’s trap. With her guard down, she couldn’t brace herself in time, and an explosion of laughter escaped her lips. Celestia hit the stopwatch with satisfaction.
“Ooh, minute fifty-nine. Well well, it looks like we’ll be going into round three. Are you sure you don’t want to back out now?”
Ember rubbed her feet. “Just tell me what the last round is,” she grumbled.
“Alright, how about this? I take one of your feet, and you take one of mine, and we’ll see who gets who to break first?”
“Sounds good, but how are we gonna tell? Should there be a word one of us says to indicate she’s given up?”
“Hm...how about ‘apples’?”
“Works for me, whoever gets the other to say ‘apples’ first loses!”
“Excellent, let the tickle fight begin.” Celestia says with a smirk, placing her right foot in Ember’s lap.
Ember does the same, offering her right foot to Celestia. Her claws hover right above her sole as she strategizes the most effective way to attack. Perhaps a slow, teasing drag down her feet? It would certainly drive her nuts.
Celestia grabs onto Ember’s foot, sizing it up. She changes her grip, holding each of her toes with one hand. She was either going to attack her toes, or hold them back to expose more of her ticklish sole.
“On three. One...two...three!”
Right away, the two attacked each other’s feet. Celestia’s feet instantly scrunched up, her toes curling to create less surface area for Ember to tickle. Like before, holding Ember’s toes back made it easier to send her fingers underneath and between them. While effective in making Ember laugh and squeal, it was difficult for Celestia to maintain her grip when Ember was scratching at her large sole.
Ember was once again put in the situation of being unable to naturally curl her foot, but at least this time, she could put up a fight. As her toes were being assaulted by a set of finely manicured fingernails, she utilized her own tools. Her tail wrapped around Celestia’s ankle, pulling it towards her, freeing up both her hands for tickling, and she took full advantage of it. She scribbled her fingers against her heel with one hand, and the ball of her foot with the other.
Celestia wanted to throw in some verbal teasing, but thanks to Ember’s tail use, her best bet for winning would be finding the most ticklish spots on her foot and exploiting it. But when her opponent is doing the same, it would be difficult gauging the intensity of Ember’s laughter when she was laughing up a storm herself. She knew that Ember’s toes was a hot spot, but even throughout all their diplomatic sessions, she didn’t memorize all of Ember’s ticklish locations. She would just have to hope for the best in breaking her before she broke herself. Her fingers started off between Ember’s toes, before she moved down the length of her foot, wiggling her fingers along the way.
Ember’s concentration started to break, trying to free herself from Celestia’s grip, but despite her tickling and pushing, her toes were still locked. Even though she was tickling as much as she could, the lack of movement left her with a feeling of helplessness. She began to tear up, her vision becoming hazy as she kept tickling Celestia’s foot, her fingers gliding across Celestia’s soft, pampered soles. The pedicures that Celestia had been getting on a regular basis luckily working to Ember’s advantage. But it seemed like Celestia was stepping up her game as well, their laughter growing louder as time passed.
It was only a few minutes, six or seven at most, but to Celestia and Ember, it felt like half an hour. Not one of them showed signs of conceding. It was then, one of them reached finally reached their breaking point. Their eyes widened, took a deep breath, threw their head back, and screamed.
“A-AHAHAHAPPLES!”
And just like that, the tickling stopped, the two panting as they released their grip on each other’s ankles, both of them laying flat on the mattress in exhaustion.
After the two cleaned themselves up, Celestia met up with Ember at the balcony, ready to say her goodbyes before she departed back to the Dragonlands.
“Whew, what a rush. You’re absolutely relentless when you feel like it,” Ember said, leaning back against the railing, curling her toes.
Celestia’s hand hovered over her mouth as she giggled. “I’ll take that as a complement. You’re quite the ruthless one yourself, you know. A tickling that intense was a much needed change of pace. Maybe we could do it again next time?”
“Heh, maybe,” Ember playfully shrugs, sitting atop the railing.
“Well, you better be off. I’ll see you later, Dragon Lord Ember.”
“It’s been an honor as always, Princess Celestia.”
The two bowed to each other, before Ember spread her wings and took off back home. Her toes occasionally twitched due to previous stimulation, but she was sure that it would wear off by the time she returned.
Celestia, with nothing to do for the next few hours, returned to her bedroom. She laid back on her bed, her toes doing a little curl as she drifts off for a nap. Another successful diplomatic meeting taken care of.
Eh, I didn’t wanna play favorites, so you decide who ultimately won that tickle fight. A choose your own climax, if you will.
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Celestia wins
“A-AHAHAHAPPLES!”
And just like that, the tickling stopped, the two panting as they released their grip on each other’s ankles, both of them laying flat on the mattress in exhaustion, until Celestia sat back up, crossing her arms in confidence as she retracted her foot.
“Well well well, looks like I win. And you know what that means?”
“Uh…I get a pat on the back and a ‘better luck next time’?” Ember chuckled nervously.
Celestia smirked at her attempt at dodging the inevitable, her horn starting to glow. “Ooh, I’m so sorry, but the correct answer is that I get to reap my reward…”
Ember found herself surrounded by a yellow aura, unable to move.
“Remember when I said I wouldn’t use magic because it would be unfair? Well, let me just show you how unfair it could’ve been.”
The aura shifted, only encompassing her large feet. Ember cracked a smile, then let out a giggle, the giggles turned into laughter, until she was roaring and rolling on the bed in hysterics.
Celestia leaned back on the other side of the bed, crossing her legs as her magic did all the work. She closed her eyes, smiling as Ember’s laughter rang through her ears.
“S-STAHAHAHAHAP! STAHAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” she shrieked, thrashing on the bed. She tried grabbed onto her feet, kicking them in the air, pressing her feet against the mattress, but nothing worked to diminish the tickling. It was if her nerves were directly stimulated, and she was absolutely helpless to stop it. Her toes couldn’t stop twitching and spreading out.
“Hm? I’m sorry, did you say something?” she cracks open one eye, smirking as she returns to her casual lounging. Just a minute more of this, and she would would stop the feet tickling, and move onto her belly. Victory was sweet.
-?-
Ember wins
“A-AHAHAHAPPLES!”
And just like that, the tickling stopped, the two panting as they released their grip on each other’s ankles, both of them laying flat on the mattress in exhaustion. Ember raised her fist in the air, pumping it.
“Hah...Looks like I won.” she sighed, catching her breath. She sits back up, wiping the tears from her eyes.
“Nngh...Congratulations, what do you want me to do?” Celestia sighed.
Ember grinned, scooting forward and planting her soles against her face. “How about a massage for the winner?” she said, her toes tapping against her cheek.
Celestia grumbled, grabbing onto one of her ankles and kisses her heel, before pressing her thumbs into her tender feet.
Ember blushed, not expecting the kiss, but soon sighed in relief as Celestia massaged her tingling soles, slowly ridding them of the lingering tickles. She lied back down, letting Celestia do all the work. She was originally planning on tickling her and making her say embarrassing things, but a little pampering wouldn’t hurt to start off with. Celestia’s thumbs worked their way up her feet, kneading right underneath her toes. Ember practically melted under her touch, shivering in delight as she flexed her toes. Victory was sweet.
This is stupid.
And just like that, the tickling stopped, the two panting as they released their grip on each other’s ankles, both of them laying flat on the mattress in exhaustion.
However, just as the winner was about to reap her reward, the floor started to shake, things started to fall off Celestia’s shelves.
“W-what’s going on?” Ember asked in a panic.
“I don’t know, but it can’t be good. Let’s move!”
Celestia and Ember rushed out to the balcony, confused. The sky was dark, despite it barely being after noon. The moon wasn’t up, so this couldn’t have been Luna’s doing. Upon looking in the distance, they saw a bright stretch of land. It wasn’t night, it was a shadow.
The two turned around, and discovered the terrible source of the shadow. A voice boomed across the city, ringing in their ears.
“MWAHAHAHAHA! I have come for my revenge!”
Celestia rubbed her eyes, blinking wearily as she stares at the looming figure. She rubs her temples, a groan growing in her throat as she turns and punches the wall.
“Are you fucking kidding me!?”
