Tickle Fights and Dungeon Nights

The arena was set. A large, round bed set up in Princess Celestia’s bedroom. The Princess herself, and her guest, Dreamy Daze, sat on opposite sides, staring each other down.

The rules were simple. No tools, no magic, no wings. Just fingers and tails. Reaching for the plush of Shining Armor and throwing it at the other meant surrender. If you couldn’t reach the plushie but wanted to surrender, then your fate would be dependant on however merciful the other was feeling.

Of course, there was always saying the safe word: Ivory. But saying that meant an extra-harsh punishment for the loser to be determined by the winner.

The size difference between the two intimidated Dreamy, being face to face with an eight-foot sun goddess. But Celestia’s fluffy pajamas and playful behavior helped to calm his nerves just a little bit.

“Are you ready, Dreamy?” Celestia asked, wiggling her fingers in his direction.

“Uh...I guess?” He nodded, rubbing the back of his neck.

“What’s wrong? You nervous? Afraid you’ll be begging for mercy the moment I get my hands on you?” She taunted, sticking her tongue out.

“Heh, I won’t be going down that easily,” Dreamy began to smirk, filled with new confidence. Celestia didn’t act like the regal, sophisticated princess like he expected, but given that his current scenario was ‘tickle fight with Princess Celestia’, he didn’t know what to expect anymore.

“We’ll see...Three...two...one...go!”

Dreamy dashed forward, hoping to get the first strike in. His arms reached forward to grab onto Celestia’s sides, giving them a squeeze.

Celestia was taken by surprise, starting to giggle. Rather than try to push Dreamy away immediately, she was trying to decide which one of his exposed weak points she should attack first.

Dreamy started to get confident, feeling like there was an actual chance of beating her. At least, until he felt fingers skittering up and down his sides. His instincts kicked in, retracting his hands to push Celestia’s away.

That one quick moment was all it took for Celestia to continue her relentless tickle assault, her fingers digging into his ribcage.

Dreamy needed to keep attacking, or else he’d lose the struggle. Though it exposed himself to more tickling, he raised his arms up to get his fingers towards Celestia’s armpits, tickling through the heart-pattern pajamas.

Celestia’s laughter started to pick up once Dreamy’s fingers reached those sensitive hollows, the tickling actually making her squirm. She started to push forward, trying to overpower Dreamy’s tickling by pushing him back.

Dreamy put up a small resistance, but he was no match for the princess’s strength. He fell onto his back, his shoulders pinned to the bed.

“Well well, what do we have here?” She cooed, lifting up Dreamy’s shirt to expose the midriff before pressing his shoulders down again.

Dreamy tried to break free from her grip, but Celestia was pinning him down with frightening strength. He kicked out his legs, trying to find something he could do to escape.

“It would be such a shame if your tummy was ticklish…” Celestia grinned, slowly lowering her lips down to his navel. She pursed her lips, hovering right above his belly, letting the anticipation set in. She looked up, gave a playful little wink, and proceeded to vibrate her lips against his belly.

Dreamy kicked out his legs, his feet stamping on the cushion as he burst out laughing. “Eeheeheeheeheehee! Nooooooo!”

“Oh, it looks like it is!” Celestia giggled, before delivering another barrage of raspberries on his belly.

“P-Plehehehease! Staaahahahahap it!” Dreamy begged, unable to wiggle away from the tickling.

“What’s wrong? Gonna give up already? Come on, we’ve barely started!” she taunted. After enough raspberries, Celestia stopped pinning Dreamy’s shoulders down, using her fingers to squeeze at his hips while still buzzing her lips against his tummy.

Once his arms were free, Dreamy tried pushing Celestia off of him, but to no avail. She was simply too strong and he was too ticklish to muster the strength to even budge her. Even the small intervals when she took a breath gave him no respite, as she squeezed his sides or dug into his ribcage whenever her lips weren’t buzzing against his belly.

“A-kitchy koo!” Celestia teased, before taking another breath to raspberry him again, her fingers digging into his sides.

Dreamy lay there on the bed, laughing helplessly. Even without his arms pinned down, the tickling from Celestia’s lips and fingers was overwhelming for the poor pegasus. He looked to the side, seeing the Shining plush within arm’s reach. With very little options left, there was only one thing left to do.

He began reaching for the plush.

Celestia’s tickling assault didn’t seem to let up, until she saw his attempt to tap out. It’d be such a shame to have him surrender so soon, but it would give her more time to punish him for losing. Celestia let up just a little bit in order to make his surrender easier.

Once Dreamy felt that small bit of mercy given to him, he quickly shot his arms up into Celestia’s armpits.

“Eeeee! Y-You little-!” Celestia gasped, freezing up entirely at Dreamy’s retaliation.

Dreamy got a few more seconds of armpit tickling in, before slipping away from under Celestia, trying to get in a more advantageous position. “Whew...that was close…”

“Ooohoohoo...You’re gonna pay for that!” Celestia giggled, impressed by Dreamy’s little stunt of trickery.

Dreamy sighed in relief that he managed to wiggle free, but chances were that she wasn’t going to fall for that same trick twice. If he got pinned like that again, she wasn’t going to let up until he surrendered.

Celestia rolled her shoulders, casually strolling towards Dreamy with a sly grin.

Dreamy tried to back away, but was frozen in fear. He wasn’t sure what Celestia was planning, but that grin definitely meant bad news for him.

Once Celestia was close enough, she lunged at Dreamy, leaping forward to try to tackle him to the bed.

Dreamy yelped, snapping out of it just in time to scramble off to the side, leaving Celestia on her stomach as she flopped onto the mattress. Seizing his opportunity, he jumped onto Celestia’s ankles, giving him free access to her feet.

Celestia felt the sudden weight pushing her ankles down, but before she could throw Dreamy off, she felt fingers raking down her soles. “Aaaahahahaha! W-Wait! Heeheehee!”

“Oooh, I didn’t imagine your feet would be this ticklish! And there’s soooo much to tickle, too…” Dreamy chuckled, his fingers walking up from heel to toe, before spidering all the way down.

Hahaha! N-Not the feeeet!” Celestia’s legs lifted up just a bit, but it wasn’t enough to throw Dreamy off of her ankles, especially with his tickling and taunting throwing off her concentration.

“Heh, what’s wrong? These big feet of your can’t take a little teasing?” Dreamy teased, his fingers stroking against the stems of Celestia’s toes.

“Eeep! Oh nooohohoho! Heeheehahahaha!” Celestia squealed, her feet wiggling around, trying to dodge Dreamy’s fingers.

“Ooh, your feet are so soft and smooth! Did you get a pedicure earlier today?” Dreamy grinned, scribbling down her soles. Celestia’s laughter was a delight for Dreamy to hear, and it only fueled his need to keep tickling her.

Celestia’s feet kept trying to blindly evade Dreamy’s fingers, failing miserably at it. Tears started to drip down her cheeks as she laid on her stomach, still trapped under the weight of Dreamy on her ankles.

Dreamy kept tickling Celestia’s feet until they were blushing red. He was honestly surprised at how long he’s been tickling her. He felt a slight struggle and some protests amidst her adorable laughter, but no major resistance, and that was starting to worry him...

“Eeheeheehee! Stop! Stooooop! I-I give up! Merciehehehe!” Celestia suddenly blurted out after enough abuse to her soles, pounding the bed with her fists.

Dreamy paused, his ears flicking against the side of his head. It took a while, but did he actually claim victory? “Wait, really?”

Celestia took that brief moment of hesitation to fight back, pushing herself up to throw Dreamy off. Before he got a chance to get up, she effortlessly picked him up by the armpits, wiggling her fingers against his ribs. “Gotcha!”

“H-Hey! S-Stahahap! Eehee! T-that’s not faaair!” Dreamy giggled, trying to wiggle free, his feet kicking as they dangled off the ground.

“Not fair? How so?” Celestia said with a smirk, waiting for Dreamy to explain himself.

“Y-You said you gave up! That means it’s over, right?” Dreamy blinked. She surrendered, and he won, right? Why was she still smirking like she didn’t just lose?

Celestia’s grin only got bigger. “Ah, ah, ah! But I didn’t say the secret word, did I?” Celestia shook her head, waiting for Dreamy to catch on.

It took a moment for Dreamy to realize his mistake. “Ohhh!” Dreamy said in revelation.

“Mmhm! So it’s not over yet…”

“Ohhh…” Dreamy said in disappointment, before being forced back down onto the bed underneath Celestia.

Rather than attack his tummy again, Celestia squeezed his hips, making sure no matter what he did with his arms, he’d still leave some part of him exposed to more tickling.

Dreamy started to squeal, but quickly countered by reaching up and digging his fingers into Celestia’s ribcage before she had a chance to overwhelm him with more tickles.

Dreamy eventually broke the deadlock by wriggling free again. He tried to crawl away, but Celestia grabbed onto his right ankle and started reeling him back. Before she pulled him too far, Dreamy hooked his arm around Celestia’s left ankle, making sure that he wasn’t completely helpless. He wasn’t sure what Celestia was planning, but he wasn’t waiting to find out. He started swiping his fingers down her arch.

“Eeeheehee! Let go!” Celestia squealed, her feet still blushing from Dreamy’s revenge. She began digging her fingers underneath his toes in retaliation.

“Y-You first!” Dreamy started to kick his left foot, trying to knock his other foot free, while simultaneously trying to avoid it getting into Celestia’s other hand.

Celestia easily dodged the kicking, catching Dreamy’s foot with her long, flowing tail.

Dreamy’s flinched in surprise. He could feel a sensation rush between his toes and against the ball of his foot, and it tickled like crazy. Even her tail tickled? No wonder she didn’t ban tails along with wings and magic. His short tail was no match for an automatic tickling tool. He tried to pull his foot away, but for some reason, the tail stayed interlocked between his toes.

Despite the odds stacked against him, Dreamy wasn’t done yet. He still had Celestia’s foot in his grasp, and he was gonna hold on and exploit her ticklishness for dear life. He continued to scribble his fingers around Celestia’s foot.

The two were at a stalemate. Each one had the other’s foot secured in their grip. With neither side showing any signs of letting up, Dreamy couldn’t do anything to shift things in his favor.

Well...except cheat.

From his back, Dreamy’s wings unfolded, his right wing headed for Celestia’s exposed belly.

“Aaahahaa! D-don’t you dare!” Celestia warned, her fingers scribbling down Dreamy’s arch, trying to get him to give up before he made the wrong decision.

Dreamy hesitated, his shaking wing hovering right above Celestia’s midriff. In all this excitement, he had forgotten that he was with royalty. Royalty with particularly powerful magic, at that. Would cheating in something like a tickle fight be worth incurring her wrath?

The answer was yes.

Dreamy’s wing made contact with her belly, the row of feathers on the length of his wing brushing over her navel as he started to flap his wings.

“Eee You little cheheheater! I’ll throw yohohou into the dungeon for this!” Celestia laughed, sticking her fingers between his toes.

“Hehehe! Is that a threat or a promise?” Dreamy giggled, scribbling his fingers down her reddened soles.

“Gahaha! Y-You better stop it right nohohow! I’m warning yohohohou!”

“Hehehehaha! N-Not until I win!” Dreamy declared, attacking the stems of Celestia’s toes, his wing flapping faster against Celestia’s midriff.

“Alright, that’s it!” Celestia laughed, her horn starting to glow with a yellow aura.

“Wait, what?” Dreamy’s wings quickly retracted, but before he could make another move, he was suddenly lifted off the mattress, hovering above the ground, seemingly suspended by the wrists. He looked at his arms, seeing that his wrists were surrounded by that same yellow magical aura. Looking down showed that his ankles were being held in place by the same magic. “...Uh-oh.”

“I gave you a chance and warned you not to cheat! But now? All bets are off!” Celestia said, standing up, her tone half-threatening, walking towards the immobilized Dreamy.

“Wait! Hold on!” Dreamy started to panic, unable to move his limbs. “I’m sorry! C-can’t we call a do-over or something?”

“Well, if you got to use your wings, don’t you think it’s fair that I get to use my magic?” Celestia asked, raising an eyebrow, her wiggling fingers digging into Dreamy’s exposed armpits.

Dreamy tried to throw his hands down, but the magic aura left him open to whatever Celestia wanted.”No! Please! No no no noooohahahaha!”

Celestia’s magic forcefully adjusted Dreamy’s position, swinging his legs forward, giving her easy access to his feet and his armpits, both exploited by Celestia’s fingers at the same time.

No matter how much Dreamy struggled, he couldn’t fight against the princess’s powerful magic. Without any way to move, he couldn’t reach the Shining Armor plush to surrender with mercy. That only left one way out...

“ALRIGHT ALRIGHT! I-IVORY! YOU WIN! JUST STAHAHAHAHAP!”

“Oh? What was that? Was that the cry of surrender? I guess that means that the loser needs to be punished, right?” Celestia chuckled, her magic summoning a hairbrush and a comb in her hand. She starts dragging her index finger down his arch.

“Nahahaha! I need a breeaaaak!” Dreamy whined, his toes curling at the sight of the tools.

“A-tickle tickle tickle, Dreamy…” Celestia giggled, taking the brush and sliding it down his bare feet, letting the plastic-tipped bristles glide along his soles.

“N-NOOOHOHOHO! N-NAHAHAT THE TICKLE TALK! PLEEHEEHEEASE!” Dreamy begged, his blushing cheeks getting noticeably redder once Celestia started verbally taunting him.

“Oh? Does it drive you crazy if I say something like…Kitchy kitchy koo, Dreamy! I’m gonna tickle tickle tickle your cute feet aaaallll night long!” As Celestia swiped down his feet with the brush on one foot, she began sawing between his toes on the other foot with the comb.

“NOHOHOHO! NAHAHAT THE TOHOHOHOES!” Dreamy laughed, starting to tear up. No matter how much he thrashed around, his hands and feet stood still, immobilized by the alicorn magic.

“Oh? Are your toes the most ticklish? Would it drive you craaazy if aaaalll the tickle tickles went to your toes?” Celestia grinned, using her hands to hold Dreamy’s toes back. She used her magic to control the brush and comb, dragging them across the underside of his toes.

“PLEHEHEHEAAASE! MERCYYYY!”

“Alright, I think you’ve learned your lesson,” Celestia chuckled, gently lowering Dreamy back down onto the bed.

Upon landing, Dreamy collapsed onto the bed, lying on his back, resting his head on one of the pillows that got thrown around in all the struggle. “Ah...ahaha...t-thank you…” he said between gasps of air.

Celestia sat down next to Dreamy, summoning a cold glass of water with her magic to offer him. “That was fun, wasn’t it?”

Dreamy sat back up, chugging down the water without hesitation. “Ahhh...Y-yeah, that was great...haaah...I’m so tired now…”

“Then I guess it’s time for us to get some sleep,“ Celestia giggled, using her magic to turn off the lights. She laid down next to Dreamy, wrapping her arms around him, pulling him close. “Good night, Dreamy…”

Dreamy got flustered being so casually close to the Princess’s body, but the princess’s embrace was so warm and comforting, he felt himself relax with each passing moment. “Ahh...Good night...Celestia…” he said with a yawn, falling asleep in her arms.