Toughing out the Tickles

Twilight’s School of Friendship was a place meant to teach harmony and peace to all creatures. And as such, their staff did their best to emulate the behaviors they wanted their students to follow.

Of course, they couldn’t be perfect examples every day.

Applejack and Fluttershy walked down the halls during the after-school hours, happily chatting until they heard what sounded like angry yelling in the distance. Concerned, the two ran off to investigate the source. As they got closer and the voices got louder, their concerned expressions got even more worried when they could start to recognize who was yelling.

A peek around the corner confirmed their worries. They saw Smolder and Rainbow Dash butting heads, snarling at each other.

“You gotta be crazy!” Rainbow growled. “I’ve gone through my fair share of scraps, I’m definitely tougher!”

“Please,” Smolder scoffed. “There’s nothing a pony could do that a dragon wouldn’t be able to take on! I’m the tougher one!”

Fluttershy started to pout, while Applejack sighed in annoyance upon hearing the crux of their argument. “Ugh, figures they’d be arguing about this…” Applejack muttered, shaking her head and pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Shouldn’t we…stop them?” Fluttershy asked, looking back and forth between Applejack and the arguing pair.

“Eh, they’ll wear each other out soon enough,” Applejack shrugged. “They’ll just go ‘Oh yeah? Yeah! Oh yeah? Yeah!’ for a bit and that’ll be it for the day. C’mon, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy watched Applejack walk away. She looked back at the argument before reluctantly turning to follow Applejack.

“Listen, Rainbow Dash,” Smolder pointed upwards at the pegasus. “Look at these hard scales! No matter what it is, I’m always gonna be tougher!”

Dash looked at Smolder incredulously. “Oh, I’m gonna smoke you at anything you can even think of!”

“Oh yeah?” Smolder snarled, leaning forward.

“Yeah!” Dash grinned, meeting Smolder halfway to press her forehead against the dragon’s.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah!”

“Ladies, ladies, please!” A voice echoed through the halls, causing them to look around in confusion.

Dash stopped tensing her body, realizing the mysterious voice wasn’t so mysterious. “Wait a minute, that’s…”

Just like she expected, Discord popped in the hallway, casually leaning backwards, resting on nothing. “I’m sure there’s an easy way to settle this little dispute.”

Rainbow Dash squinted in suspicion. “How long were you listening in, Discord?”

“Oh, for quite a while, honestly! I do love a good catfight, after all!” Discord chuckled, his hands briefly transforming into kitty paws. “And while I would loooove to see you two keep going at it, I do believe I can help you out…”

Smolder crossed her arms, unconvinced. “Help out how?”

“Well, both of you claim to be the toughest, and I, with my infinite power, can help you,” Discord grinned. “You both want to prove it, don’t you? Why not take advantage of my generosity?”

Smolder pursed her lips, before she nodded. “Alright, I’m in. We can go lava surfing! Then you’ll see-”

“Uh-uh,” Dash shook her head. “We’re going lightning dodging!”

Discord put a finger to both their lips. “Oh, please. None of those barbaric methods. I have an idea that will test your toughness while still being totally harmless!”

Both Dash and Smolder tilted their heads in confusion, trying to understand what Discord was saying. “Wait…what?”

“As amusing as it would be to see you two involved in skydiving chicken or kraken wrestling, I’m afraid that your friends wouldn’t appreciate it if either of you got hurt. Least of all, Fluttershy…Besides, my idea’s more fun for all of us.”

Rainbow Dash and Smolder exchanged looks, they figured Discord was up to something, but the idea of proving that she was tougher than the other was very tempting…

With a reluctant sigh, Rainbow Dash turned to Discord. “Fine, I’m in.”

“Me too,” Smolder nodded. “Just so we can settle this once and for all.”

“Wonderful! Then let’s get started, shall we?” Discord grinned, clapping his hands.

Smolder looked up at Discord. “So what exactly were you planning-” Before she could even finish her sentence, Discord snapped his fingers. Both her and Rainbow Dash were suspended in the air, their arms forced up above their heads, and their ankles locked together. “Gyah! W-What the-?”

Rainbow Dash was just as shocked as Smolder was, immediately trying to pull her hands down. “What’s the meaning of this, Discord?!” She flapped her wings, but she didn’t even get any momentum to swing back and forth.

“What?” Discord asked, pretending not to know why the two were surprised or angry. “I’m just setting up for the challenge…”

“What challenge? What are you gonna do?” Smolder asked, struggling to kick her feet.

Discord playfully poked Smolder’s snout. “Your toughness challenge of course! We’re going to see who’s really the toughest by testing how much you can take!”

Dash clenched her fists. “How much of what?” she growled, trying to wriggle away.

Rainbow Dash got a poke to her belly from Discord’s claw as the draconequus chuckled. “Why, tickling, of course!”

“T-Tickling?” Both of them stammered, clearly showing worry in their voice.

Discord smirked, slinking between the two. “Yes! I told you it’d be harmless! And I know for a fact that both of you are quite ticklish…” He briefly skittered fingers against their sides to prove a point.

Neither of them let out a giggle, but their brief shaking and wavering mouths were proof that they were struggling not to laugh.

Discord put his hands on both their shoulders. “It’s a simple, yet effective way to prove things once and for all! Surely a tough pony or dragon would be able to withstand some tickling, riiiiight?” he grinned, knowing that it would egg them on.

Rainbow Dash gulped, but quickly hid away her fear. “A little tickling? Pssh, that’s nothing!”

Smolder quickly followed suit, putting on a brave face. “Yeah, I’m not gonna crack from tickling, bring it on!”

“Well, if you insist…” Discord popped right in front of the two once more. “The rules are quite simple, since we’ll be seeing which one of you is the toughest, all you have to do to make the tickling stop is admit that the other one is tougher. Easy enough, right?”

Both of them nodded in agreement.

Dash shot the dragon a cocky grin. “Get ready to lose, Smolder!”

“I’m not gonna be beaten by a softie pony! Do your worst, Discord!”

“Oh, I don’t think you two could handle my worst right now,,” Discord chuckled, shaking his head. “Don’t worry, we’ll get there soon…if you two can last that long, that is.”

Smolder looked at Discord with fire in her eyes. “I’ll be able to handle it, I dunno about Rainbow Dash, though…”

“Pssh, I’ll be able to take anything you throw at me!” Dash scoffed.

Discord resisted the urge to burst out laughing right there. It was just too easy to get them riled up. “In that case, are you sure you’re ready, ladies?”

Rainbow Dash and Smolder silently looked at each other, trying to hide the fear knowing they’d be getting tickled for a long time, then back to Discord, giving a firm nod.

“Wonderful…Then let’s start with some feathers. That should be no problem for the two toughest creatures around, right?”

Rainbow Dash scoffed, actually gaining a bit of confidence. “Pfft, that’s easy!”

With a snap of Discord’s fingers, two feathers appeared in front of the suspended girls. Fluffy feathers that were half as tall as the pegasus.

And just like that, all of Dash’s confidence instantly vanished. She should’ve figured Discord was going to pull something like this.

“...Oh shit…” Smolder muttered underneath her breath.

Before either lady could voice any doubts or second-guesses, the tickling began. The feathers slipped underneath their shirts, sweeping against their bellies.

Smolder immediately broke out in a grin, trying to stifle her laughter as she felt the fluffy feather plume stroking against her stomach. She sucked in her stomach to try and protect herself, but it didn’t help much, as the feather’s size meant it kept making contact. “Kkkkghkk! Hnngh!”

Rainbow Dash grit her teeth as she struggled, trying to wriggle away from the feather. But the most movement she was allowed was a few hip shakes and thrusts. Her wings were free to flap, but her body didn’t swing back and forth like it was meant to. “Pfff…Nnnngh!”

“Are you trying to hold in your laughter? Oh, that’s absolutely adorable!” Discord teased, leaning in closer to get a better look at their struggling faces. “I mean, I didn’t say you had to not laugh in order to win, but so be it. It’s so much more fun to see where your breaking point is…”

The feathers slipped underneath their shirts and moved like snakes, zig-zagging as they explored new ticklish spots on the pair, and due to their massive length, the soft plume still dragged on their bellies.

Smolder kept trying to pull her arms down to swat at the feather and stop it in its tracks, but no matter how hard she pulled, her hands remained above her head, like she kept hitting a brick wall whenever her wrists tried to get lower. She could feel the feather darting up and down her sides, and the tickling that persisted at her sides when the tip of the feather looped around her belly to the other side.

“Nnnngh! Hrrrnnngh!” Willingly or not, Rainbow Dash’s ticklish body had been on the receiving end of a feather plenty of times, but Discord was something else. Aside from the comically large size of the feather, the vane felt so much softer than the average pegasus feather, softer than even Fluttershy’s after a deluxe spa treatment. But despite the soft texture, when they brushed against her stomach and hips, she could feel each of the vanes stroke her ticklish flesh like they were stiff bristles. She didn’t feel the need to question why, it was Discord, after all. Still, she hoped the competition was over quick before Discord decided to get more creative.

Smolder could feel the feather wrap around her like a belt, circling around her, tickling her stomach, sides, and back at the same time. And the dragon hoped that Discord didn’t notice that the back tickles were the worst part of it. Though as if it was reading her mind, the tip of the feather slid up her back, finally making her crack. “Nyaaaahahahahaaaa!”

Rainbow Dash felt a bit of relief hearing Smolder break out in laughter, but that didn’t exactly save her. She still had to endure the feather spiraling on her belly, the tip getting closer to her navel with every spin around. It was only a few seconds longer, but the pegasus also succumbed as soon as the feather hit dead center. “Baaahahahahaha!”

“Ah, there we go,” Discord tented his fingers as he crossed his legs. “I will say, you two lasted much longer than I expected. I suppose that’s what happens when I have the toughest two in Equestria in front of me…”

“Aaaahahaaa! G-Get it ohohohout! Getitoutgetitout!” Dash squealed, trying to put her tough look back on, but the stream of giggles out of her lips made it a futile task.

Discord wiggled his fingers, making Dash and Smolder sweat. “I don’t think there are any objections to me making things a little tougher, hm?”

“T-Tohohohohougher?” Smolder didn’t even want to imagine how Discord could make things worse.

Discord snapped his fingers again, though Rainbow Dash and Smolder didn’t see anything appear.

As they looked around warily, they felt something digging into their ribs, causing them to let out particularly high-pitched, definitely not tough-sounding squeals.

Looking down, Dash and Smolder saw a pair of hands skittering around their upperbodies, dancing against their ribs. The fact that Dash was being tickled by sharp orange claws, and Smolder was being tickled by slender blue hands did not go unnoticed by either of them.

Rainbow Dash’s body jolted with each little tap from the claws, trying to rein her laughter back in. It was an obvious ploy by Discord, but seeing the claws tickling her really did make it seem like Smolder was behind it, and it genuinely helped motivate her to win and steel herself a bit. Though she still had to deal with the feather snaking underneath her shirt.

Smolder however, wasn’t faring much better. The fingers teased the hollows of her armpits, working slowly, but effectively, drawing out adorable squeaks from the dragon. “Eeeeheehee! Nohohohoho nahahahat thehehehere!”

Despite it being fairly late in the afternoon, the school wasn’t totally abandoned. There were still a few students wandering the halls.

Gallus turned to the pony he was walking with. “You really think Smolder’s going to be here?”

“Well, we checked everywhere else, she might still be here,” Sandbar said, looking through the windows of the classrooms they passed by.

“We’re gonna be late if we don’t find her soon,” Gallus muttered. “I’m pretty sure the other girls’ll understand if-”

“Shh!” Sandbar quickly put a hand to Gallus’s beak. “Do you hear that?”

“...It…sounds like Smolder…laughing?”

“Yeah, let’s go see!”

Sandbar and Gallus ran through the halls, stopping right before the corner, hearing the laughter getting louder and louder, while also hearing Professor Dash’s laughter added into the mix.

The two peeked around the corner, seeing Smolder, Rainbow Dash, and Discord.

“Naaahahahahaha! Nohohoho mohohohohore!” Smolder begged. Blue hands skittered down her back, making her try to push her stomach forward, her shaking more frantic as the hands got lowered.

Rainbow Dash had orange claws squeezing her hips, making her body buck around as she uselessly flapped her wings. “Staaahahahahahap! Gahahahaha it tihihihihickles!”

“Oh, don’t tell me you two want to give up now!” Discord scoffed. “I thought you two wanted to be the toughest! Don’t tell me you can’t stand a few tickle tickle tickles!”

Gallus and Sandbar silently hid back around the corner, but took one more peek just to make sure they were seeing and hearing things right.

“...Well, that’s a thing that’s happening,” Gallus whispered.

“Shouldn’t we try and do something?” Sandbar asked.

Gallus raised an eyebrow. “Do you wanna try and stop Discord on your own? Cause I’m pretty sure you’d end up joining them.”

Sandbar looked back, seeing the hands spidering across Smolder’s stomach, feeling a few tingles on his own tummy. “...Fair point. It doesn’t look like he’s hurting them, at least…”

“...I’m gonna go grab the others. We might be here a while.”

Unbeknownst to the students, on the other side of the hallway, Applejack and Fluttershy had also been watching Rainbow Dash and Smolder’s torment unfold.

“You sure we shouldn’t step in?” Fluttershy asked.

“Ah would, but if it’ll get ‘em to stop arguin’ all the time, I’m all for it.”

“Fine, fine…I suppose that you two do deserve some reprieve…” Discord rolled his eyes.

Between their blushing faces and giggly grins, there was relief in Dash and Smolder’s eyes.

“I’d be willing to give either of you a few minutes to catch your breath…for a price, of course…”

“W-Whahahahahat?!”

“Well, the way I see it, a key quality to being the toughest of the tough is to allow oneself to be vulnerable,” Discord explained. “So, I’ll be willing to give you a few minutes in exchange for an article of clothing…Shoes, socks…your underwear…”

Both Dash and Smolder tensed up in fear. Their cheeks burned up at the mere suggestion that they’d be tickled and stripped.

Discord saw and anticipated their hesitation. “Although, there are other ways to be vulnerable. For example, a juicy little secret you’ve been keeping to yourself would do just as well. But the clothing deal will still be on the table. There’s only so much tea you can spill, after all…” He said, spinning a teacup on his finger like a basketball.

Rainbow Dash and Smolder were having the same thoughts. Spouting out a secret sounded much more appealing than losing any clothing and exposing more ticklish skin or scales. Besides, it’s not like anyone but themselves and Discord were going to hear…right?

“Oh, and I’ll only be granting you two one break at a time,” Discord added in. “So you better act fact…”

“OKOKOK! I like wearing frilly, poofy dresses! EEHEEHEEHEEHEEK!”

“GAHAHA! I get the deluxe spa treatment and a pedicure at least once a month!”

Both girls blurted out at the same time, but to their dismay, the tickling didn’t stop for either of them. The feather kept snaking around their stomachs, and the hands poked around their ribcages.

“Ladies, ladies, ladies…” Discord chided, waggling a finger. “I want real secrets, here. Things that no one else knows. Surely you two can do better than that! Or perhaps you both secretly want the tickling to get worse…”

Rainbow Dash and Smolder let out a cry of laughter and flustered frustrations as they tried to think up something that they’d be willing to confess to that wouldn’t be completely embarrassing. Though the idea of Discord taking away their clothes now started to show its benefits…

Smolder was the first to speak up again, hoping that what she was about to reveal was good enough for Discord. “Nahahaha! I-I I used to wet the bed a lot when I was younger!”

“Ohoho!” Discord chuckled, clasping his fingers together. “Now we’re talking! This is the kind of good stuff you should be spilling! That deserves a good five minute break…”

The feather slipped out from underneath Smolder’s shirt, and the blue hands floated in front of her, to show there wouldn’t be any sneak attacks. The dragon sighed in relief, hanging her head low to take deep breaths and lay limp for a while.

“Nonono-AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!” Rainbow Dash threw her head back as the tickle tools on her seemed to double their efforts. The feather ran laps around her midriff, circling over her navel, and the orange claws dug into her hips.

“Now, don’t worry, Rainbow Dash. You’ll get your chance to have a break once Smolder is done. I suggest you use this time to think up a juicy bit of gossip for me in the meantime.” Discord said, eyeing Smolder as he talked. “If you can still think, that is. But I’m sure a tough pony like yourself is capable of handling a little tickling, right?”

Rainbow Dash’s pride came before her common sense. “B-Bring it OHOHOHOHON!” She yelled out, immediately clenching her teeth as soon as the words left her lips.

“Oh, in that case…”

With a snap of Discord’s fingers, a pair of hairbrushes popped in front of Rainbow Dash, as well as a pair for Smolder.

“D-Dahahahamnit!”

“H-Hey!” Smolder tried pointing to the hairbrushes floating menacingly in front of her. “W-What gives?”

“Don’t worry, Smolder,” Discord reassured. “You’re still on your break.”

Rainbow Dash watched the brushes move right behind her, sending her into an immediate panic. “Waitwaitwaitnononoplease-AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The brushes made a beeline towards her wings, the stiff bristles making quick strokes against her feathers, making the pegasus’s fur stand on end. “EEHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO I CAHAHAHAHAN’T!”

Twilight walked through what she assumed were empty halls, going through papers that she needed to grade, when she looked up and saw her friends silently peeking around the corner, and heard the distinct sound of Dash’s cackling laughter. “...Do I want to know?…”

The others were surprised to hear Twilight, but they silently pointed around the corner.

“Well, that’s two minutes up. So, Rainbow Dash? Anything to say?”

“AHAHAHAHAAA! A-AT THE GALA! I-I GOT DRUNK A-AHAHAHAND I! I! IGOTTWILIGHTDRUNKANDMADEOUTWITHHER!”

Twilight’s cheeks immediately flashed red. The last few hours of the gala were a total blur to her. “She WH-” Her outburst was quickly suppressed by Pinkie putting a hoof in her mouth and pulling her back before their cover was blown.

Discord clapped his hands together. “Oho! Also a delicious secret! That deserves a good four minutes of rest!”

As the tools left Rainbow Dash’s body, the ones in front of Smolder started to move again.

“W-wait! I-I’m not ready yet you can’t-GAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Smolder’s pleas went mostly unheard as she was thrown back into the tickling. The long feather slipped underneath her shirt, making her feel especially vulnerable, even if it didn’t draw out heavy laughs. The brushes scrubbed against her sensitive back scales, and the fact that it was making her squeal so loud was both a surprise and a bit embarrassing. The hands started at her armpits, scratching at the hollows, then tickling their way down her body. It was hard for her to tell which tool was worse, until the hands got to her hips, and then went even further down…

“EEEEEEE! N-NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” The blue fingers gave Smolder’s butt a few firm squeezes, mixed in with some light skitters against her shorts. It wasn’t a lot, but tears started to form in her eyes just after a few seconds.

Discord and Dash turned their heads towards Smolder, surprised at how high-pitched her squealing got. “My my, how interesting…” Discord chuckled, floating around the dragon. “You wouldn’t happen to have a ticklish butt, would you, Smolder?”

“N-NOHOHOHOHO! EEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!” It was a very obvious lie, but she wouldn’t dare admit it.

…At least, not now.

“Interesting…Then there’d be no objections to this, then…”

The tools went full-focus on Smolder’s back and butt. The fingers kept teasing and sprinkling in a few squeezes. The brushes scrubbed at her back, and the feather slid between her wings.

Another high-pitched squeal came from Smolder’s lips. She thrust her body as much as she could, but nothing spared her a moment from the tickling. The staring from Discord and Rainbow Dash only made it worse. Just having them watch in delight as she wriggled around helplessly…

“Ah, look at that, it looks like Rainbow’s little break is over,” Discord said, having the tools move again. “Unless she wants to extend it by letting herself become more vulnerable…”

“GAAAHAHAHAHA JUST TAKE SOME CLOTHES!” Smolder screamed. Her mind wasn’t in any state to think up a secret she wanted to spill, but anything to stop the torment to her butt for just a moment.

“Ah, going for the clothing option, I see!” Discord grinned. “I can accommodate that…”

Smolder gasped for air as the tickling stopped once more, but as she heard Discord snap his fingers, the deep blush on her face remained when she realized what piece of clothing he took.

Her athletic shorts had vanished, exposing her butt even more, with her panties being the last, small line of defense from being completely bottomless.

“Better think of some juicy secrets, Smolder, I bet you’d hate to see what I’d do to a ticklish butt like yours…” Discord playfully warned, before turning back to Rainbow Dash. “Now then…”

Rainbow Dash gulped. The tips of her wings twitched, having a good feeling of what Discord was thinking.

The brushes returned to their place at her wings, joined by the feather and her claws, stroking, scrubbing, and ruffling her feathers. “GAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAAAA!”

“What’s the matter, Rainbow?” Discord cooed. “Can’t take a little tickling on your wings? And here I thought you were supposed to be the toughest of the tough!”

She knew Discord was just trying to egg her on and challenge her ego, but Dash still felt a little inspired to keep going because of what he was saying. She was still mostly embarrassed though. Why did her wings have to be so ticklish?

“You know, Rainbow Dash, seeing Smolder laughing her head off earlier gave me a flash of inspiration. I wonder…”

Rainbow Dash gulped, trying to wriggle her body around to try and protect herself. Her hips shifted from side to side, trying to dodge what she knew was coming at her.

The tickling tools immediately went for Rainbow Dash’s flank, skittering and squeezing and feather-stroking her rear. “BAAAHAHAHAHANONONONO PLHEHEHEHEEAAAASE!”

“Oh, this is just delightful!” Discord wedged himself between the two ladies, his fingers skittering against their butts. “We have two cases of ticklish tushies!” With an evil smirk, he revealed the next tickle tool: A large, fluffy spinning buffer. “Now, who’s tough enough to have me test it out on them first? Or at least, tough enough to become more vulnerable!”

“T-TAKE MY SHOES AND SOCKS!” Dash screamed out in desperation.

“I-I HAVE A CRUSH ON OCELLUS!” Smolder yelled at the same time.

“S-She does?” Ocellus gasped, her cheeks getting an instant blush.

“Seriously?” Gallus muttered. “I thought changelings were supposed to be good at sensing love.”

“Yeah, even Yona knew that to be true,” the yak said flatly.

“Oooh, both very tempting offers! And given simultaneously, too! Hm…” Discord stroked his beard. “I suppose I’ll have to take both! Congratulations, you both get five minutes!”

A snap of his fingers, and Dash was barefoot. The two could only stare at their inevitable tickling doom floating right in front of their faces, especially the evil look of that buffer. It looked so soft…so tickly…

During the brief recess from tickling, the two groups of spectators began to whisper among themselves.

Gallus looked at Ocellus with a smirk. “So…what do you think of your new girlfriend?”

“W-What? B-But, she’s!” Ocellus sputtered.

Silverstream patted the changeling on the back. “I mean, you can’t just pretend you didn’t hear her say that, y’know? You gonna give her a shot or what?”

Rarity turned to Twilight. “How did Rainbow Dash even get you drunk at the gala?”

“I don’t know! But I’m gonna find out…” Twilight muttered, about to walk in before Fluttershy pulled her back.

“Wait, Twilight. I…um…” The pegasus’s wings started to twitch as she nervously looked away. “I…kinda wanna see how this plays out first.”

The five minute break felt painfully short, as Discord sicced the tools on their bodies. The buffers spun to life and pressed up against their butts.

“AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! NONONONO NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!” Smolder begged, trying to thrust her hips forward to break contact from the spinning, soft bristles.

“EEEEHAHAHAHAHA IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUUUCH!” Rainbow Dash’s butt was still protected by her shorts, but it barely mattered, she was screaming at the top of her lungs.

Smolder gasped and wheezed. She tried to think of a secret to give up or a piece of clothing she wanted to sacrifice, but her mind was getting absolutely frazzed from the buffer alone.

“BAHAHAHAHAAAA PLEHEHEHEASE! NOT THERE NOT THERE NAHAHAHT THEHEHEHEHEHERE! T-TIHIHIHICKLE ME ANYWHERE EHEHEHEHELSE!” Dash pleaded. Her Hips shook side to side, but the buffer kept following her butt no matter how fast or frantically she moved.

“Suit yourself…” Discord gave a wag of his finger, and the buffer quickly moved to her now bare feet.

“AIIIEEEE WAITWAITWAITNOHOHOHOHOHOOOO!” Rainbow Dash forgot that she just gave up the protection of her feet for a little break. The buffer was big enough to completely cover her soles, the little bristles sneaking in between her toes no matter how hard they curled.

The buffer pressed harder against Smolder’s rear, the constant stimulation to such a tender spot was utterly overwhelming to the dragon. Her eyes widened in shock. “AAAHAHA! NOHOHOHO! W-WAHAHAHAIIIIT! I-I CAN’T!” She cried out, her voice dripping with desperation.

“Mmm?” Discord asked. “What’s wrong, Smolder? The tickling isn’t too much for you, is it?”

“NAHAHAHAHAAA! I-I’M GONNAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!” The pitch of Smolder’s voice got higher and higher as her thrashing got more violent. Her entire body trembled as her cheeks turned a deep crimson. She tried to fight against it, pushing her knees back to hold back the floodgates.

“Gonna what?” Discord raised an eyebrow with a smirk, before gasping in mock-surprise. “Oh, don’t tell me you’re about to wet yourself, are you? The tickling to your tender tush causing you to absolutely lose it? Right here? Right now? Oh, that would be so embarrassing to a tough dragon like you, wouldn’t it? Oh, all that tickling must be driving you crazy, and you’re about to wet yourself just like you kept wetting the bed.”

Discord was only half-right. Smolder was on the brink of losing it, but not due to her bladder. She did her best to cover up any potential moan with squealing laughter, but with how the buffer was pressed against her butt…She was willing to spill some deep secrets, but to admit that she was liking this a little too much…

Dash wasn’t faring much better. She kept trying to jump in place in mid-air to pull her pampered pedicured feet away from the spinning buffer, but it followed her feet no matter how hard she struggled. Why couldn’t she escape the tickling? Why did she have to give up her shoes and socks first? Why did all the tickling feel so good?

“Of course, you could always save what’s left of your dignity and declare Rainbow Dash the tougher one,” Discord rambled on. “Otherwise, I’ll just keep tickling you and tickling you until that dam bursts…and then…I’ll keep tickling you some more…”

Smolder’s hysterical laughter kept escalating, with moans that she tried to cover up as screams, but she couldn’t hold back any longer. With an entirely red face, a loud scream left her lips, and a noticeable stain appeared on her panties, with a little bit dripping down the inside of her leg.

Even while in the middle of a frenzied ticklish struggle, Rainbow Dash turned her head to see what was up with Smolder.

Discord let out a hearty laugh. “Well, would you look at that? It seems that all the tickling was too much for Smolder! It must be soooo embarrassing that you’ve wet yourself like that!”

The buffer stopped for long enough for Smolder to hang her head down and breathe. She was embarrassed for sure, but what happened to her was far more steamier than wetting her panties. She opened her mouth to speak up, but hesitated. Admitting to what actually happened might be more humiliating.

Discord knew that Smolder just came, but was curious to see if she was brave enough to correct him. Seeing as she didn’t though, it just gave him more ammo later. “Well, I think that little humiliation earned Smolder a little break at least, so I can just focus on tickling you, Rainbow Dash…”

“W-Wait! Hold on! Just take more of my clothes, please!”

Discord’s cruel little tickle game went back and forth for a while, with both Smolder and Rainbow Dash listing off more of their confessions just to get a little bit of relief. And when the secrets started to run dry, the clothes were sacrificed next.

“I did the cheerleading routine in front of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor without wearing anything under my skirt!”

“I broke into Sugarcube Corner and ate all the cider cupcakes Pinkie made and convinced her a ghost did it!”

“I dumped all of Sandbar’s underwear into Professor Fluttershy’s class!”

“I paid Rarity to make a Daring Do body pillow! …And one where Twilight’s dressed as Daring Do!”

Though each little break came at a price. Discord would get meaner with the tools. Rainbow Dash would get fuzzy rope between the toes, Smolder would have paintbrushes spread sensitizing oil across her belly, clawed fingers would dig into their hips and armpits, the massive feathers multiplied and wrapped around their midriffs.

The pair were exhausted, and all that remained on their sweaty bodies was their underwear.

“Well, ladies, I have to admit, you’ve lasted far longer than I expected!” Discord gave the two a slow round of applause. “However, it seems you two are down to your last line of defense. If you beg for a break or admit that the other one is tougher, then that’s game!”

Nothing came out of Smolder or Dash’s lips except heavy breathing. They were so close to settling their fight once and for all.

“Now then, are you two prepared for the grand finale?”

Dash and Smolder’s bodies started to move on their own, their upper-bodies leaned forward until they were parallel with the floor, their knees bent closer to their stomachs, and their butts raised up higher, put into a pseudo “down on their knees” position.

“I’ve made sure to pull out all the stops for this!” Discord beamed, snapping his fingers again. “Are you two ready to see who’s the toughest?”

Both Rainbow Dash and Smolder could feel Discord’s magic behind them, and for a few precious seconds, they were too scared to look behind themselves. Though eventually they bit the bullet and turned their heads.

Behind them, they saw spinning buffers, brushes, and so many feathers, they didn’t want to count them all, but all of them were pointed at their rear ends.

Neither of them were willing to answer Discord, all they could think about was the inevitable torment that awaited them.

Discord couldn’t hold back his sinister chuckles as he waved his fingers. “I’ll take your amazed silence as a yes, then.”

The sight of the tools moving towards their butts sent both of them into a mass panic. For just an instant, neither of them cared about the competition, and all they could think about was how to get out of this situation.

Of course, once the tickling began, those thoughts quickly turned into a hazy mess of overwhelmingly tickly sensations.

“GYAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHA!” The buffer pressed against Smolder’s rear, the soft bristles spinning against her firm butt, going from one cheek to the other. The feathers and brushes took turns slipping in between her crack, and between her toes. “PLEHEHEHEEAAASE NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHORE!”

The majority of feathers went to Dash’s feet, stroking her smooth, pedicured soles, and slipping between and underneath her nimble toes. Each little wiggle of her toes made the tickly feeling worse. Of course, the majority of the tickling went to her flank, with the fuzzy buffer spinning, and what felt like dozens of brushes and feathers stroking her cutie mark. “YAHAHAHAHAAA! I-I CAHAHAHAHAAAAAN’T!”

Discord reveled in their ticklish torments, lifting each of their chins up to make sure they were looking him in the eyes. “Look at you two ticklish cuties. Laughing your pretty little heads off from a few feathers to your butts! Coochie coochie coo…tickle tickle tickle! You two are sooo tough, but you’re also soooo ticklish! Smolder over here has thick scales that can withstand the hottest of lava, but she absolutely crumbles with a brush against her butt! And dear Rainbow Dash over here can go through storms and lightning like nothing, but her feet are so pampered and sensitive!”

The tickling focus on their sensitive butts was enough to get the two to consider conceding, and Discord’s constant verbal teasings made it all worse. Their loud squealing couldn’t drown out the draconequus’s constant assault of “Coochie coochie coo…” in their ears.

The brushes swirled all around Smolder’s butt, and teasing her hips and thighs. Her orange butt was blushing red from the buffer and harder bristles. The position she was put in, stained panties, butt lifted in the air, practically inviting all the tickling that was coming to her, it felt so humiliating, but it also felt…oddly exciting.

Rainbow Dash kept trying to thrash around, flap her wings, anything to spare her from the tickling getting worse. She was able to wiggle and curl her feet, but the seemingly endless mass of feathers kept going between and under every toe. The rotation of the buffer felt like it was getting faster and faster, making her squeal even higher. She was totally lightheaded, unable to focus on a single individual thing for more than a second, but she could still feel a constant tingling in her loins, one that made her wings quiver. A wave of pleasure that she couldn’t control as she let out a shaky cry, stains of arousal formed in her panties and leaked down her thighs.

“Well, would you look at that?” Discord immediately zeroed in on Rainbow Dash. “Poor Rainbow Dash also wet herself in all this excitement! Oh, this is just delightful! But don’t think I’m going to stop! It’s going to keep going…tickle tickle tickle! The tickles aren’t going to stoooop!”

Rainbow Dash didn’t have the heart to admit that she just climaxed from tickling, and even if she did, she was still in no proper state to convey it. Smolder probably thought that she wet herself, she was almost naked, put in a compromising position and tickled till her face was red, and yet she wanted more…

“Oooh, would you look at those buffers spin! They must be sooooo tickly…A-coochie coo…it must tickle tickle tickle sooooo much…and we have so many more toys we can try… ”

The post-orgasm sensitivity made Dash’s laughter skyrocket, the constant feathering to her butt made Smolder thrash around wildly. Each little stroke of the feathers seemed to tickle more than the last, and Discord’s playful little threat sent them over the edge.

“STAHAHAHAHAHAAAP! I GIHIHIHIVE! S-SHE’S TOUGHER!”

Both girls admitted defeat at the same time, something that came as a shock to both of them.

The tickling tools had finally come to a stop, leaving both girls floating exhausted in suspension, desperately gasping for breath.

“Oh dear, oh dear, it seems as though this has finally come to an end. I suppose the loser has to face their punishment, first…”

The two felt a cold breeze, instantly realizing that both of them lost all their clothes.

“H-Hey! What gives?!” Dash protested, immediately trying to cover up her bare butt.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Discord grinned. “You both won! You were both tough enough to have some humble grace and tap out. And you even did it at the same time! Well done!”

“So…where’s our clothes?”

“Oh, those are back in your rooms, don’t worry about that. You should worry about the punishment instead.”

“Punishment?!”

“Of course! You both won, but also lost. So I’ll be leaving you two with these for a while…” Discord gestured, the tickling tools slowly approached their naked bodies once more. “A little more tickling won’t be a problem for you tough gals, right?” Discord shot a cheeky grin before snapping away.

Before Discord left entirely, he forced the long-time spectators into the hallway with a gentle shove from behind.

It was definitely a shock to see their friends appear out of nowhere, but Rainbow Dash and Smolder were relieved to see they were going to be saved, but that relief turned to horror as the mix of unamused and smug expressions on their faces told them they heard plenty of their confessions.

Needless to say, their friends took the push into the open rather well, and they wasted no time confronting the two on what they heard, even as the tickling resumed.

“Pff, so…you really wet the bed as a kid? Really?” Gallus teased. “And you kept claiming you’re the toughest dragon around?”

“Gallus this really isn’t the TIIIIHIHIHIIIME!” Smolder exploded back in laughter again as the feathers descended on her body, now tickling her all over.

“You have a body pillow of me?” Twilight asked, more confused than anything else. “AND you made out with me at the gala?”

“I-I swear I can explain, TwiLIIIIHIHIHIHIGHT! OHGOSHHEHEHEHEHELP!” Dash cackled as the buffer pressed against her butt again, causing her to squeal.

“I can’t even remember the last few hours of that night!” Twilight yelled, ignoring Dash’s begging. “How did you get me so drunk?”

Ocellus nervously flew up to Smolder, tapping her fingers together. “So…uh…What was that about having a crush on me?”

Smolder threw her head back and screamed as the brushes ran over her tummy. “GAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHAAASE! C-CAN WE TAHAHAHALK ABOUT THIS LAHAHAHAHAHATER?!”

“Yeah, I dunno if you wanna ask her out on a date now, Ocellus,” Sandbar joked. “You really wanna go out with a girl who just wet herself?”

“NAHAHAHAHA! I! I! I DIHIHIHIHIDN’T!” The dragon protested, though she didn’t want to reveal the full truth that she climaxed from it.

“It ok, Smolder,” Yona reassured. “Yona probably not last long getting tickled either.”

“Honestly, Rainbow Dash, would it kill you to have a little self control?” Rarity chastised.

“P-PLEHEHEHASE! JUST MAHAHAHAKE THE TIHIHIHICKLING STAHAHAHAHAP!” Dash pleaded as some paintbrushes swirled in her armpits.

“Ah dunno, looks like you’re having plenty of fun like this,” Applejack teased. “Bet those pedicured peds of yours are blushing something fierce!”

“And did I maybe hear a little moan coming from you when Discord was tickling your feet?” Fluttershy grinned. “Could it be that you…enjoy being tickled, Rainbow?”

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!” More of Rainbow Dash’s face started burning red.

“Aww, Dashie, you look so embarrassed!” Pinkie giggled. “Look at your face, you’re redder than an apple!”

“You sure?” Silverstream asked. “I think Smolder might be more embarrassed. I mean she wet herself and everything.”

It was pretty clear that their friends weren’t planning on helping any time soon. They were giggling at their humiliation, sometimes even joining in with the tools by tickling their feet or butt.

Discord’s tools were relentless. Soft, long, and fluffy feathers danced across their whole body, sparing no bit of ticklish flesh or scales. Electric toothbrushes buzzed on their toes as fuzzy rope ran in between. Those evil buffers kept spinning on their buttcheeks, so much so that they were starting to shine as brightly as they were blushing red from all the torments.

All the while, their friends continued to tease them, either by joining in with a hand or claw to squeeze their sides or rake down their soles, or to giggle and laugh at how silly they looked.

Rainbow Dash and Smolder were stripped naked, face down, ass up, running on a post-orgasmic high that was mistaken for something else, and being tickled all over in front of their friends. It was completely and utterly humiliating.

And yet, there was a sense of excitement and giddiness to the embarrassment. In his own twisted way, maybe Discord had a point. They felt so vulnerable and exposed, and yet it felt so good.

As they continued to scream and beg for help and mercy, Rainbow Dash and Smolder knew the score wasn’t settled quite yet.