Getting Fluffed By Feathers
“Hm…I could…No, that’s too simple. What if…No, he wouldn’t like that…Perhaps if I tie…no, his legs wouldn’t bend that way…”
Discord paced through his house, muttering to himself. He had gone around his living room table so many times that he’d made tire tracks on the rug.
“Oh! What if I attach…No, I did that last Saturday…”
He draped himself over his couch, letting out a weary sigh. “Oh, what’s wrong with me? Am I truly out of ideas?”
He snapped his fingers, holding a photo frame of his griffequus boyfriend Exist in his claw. He ran his paw across the picture, looking wistfully into his eyes.
“I only want the best for you, my dear Existy…” he said. “The best way to drive you absolutely crazy with tickles, of course!”
“But alas!” Discord threw his arm over his forehead. “I fear as though the old creative well is drying up! Simple stocks and fancy feather boas simply won’t do! And it’s no fun if you’re not surprised. And yet, you would be the best source of inspiration. If only you could indirectly provide me with some precious insight…”
Discord reached behind his head and pulled out a lightbulb to flick on above him. “Hm…perhaps you can…”
Back in Ponyville, Exist was minding his own business, flying high in the skies, above the clouds without a care in the world. The wind blew through his mane and around his body, gently tickling his belly.
He gently giggled at the light sensation, closing his eyes and letting the rush of flying take over.
Though as he flew, he noticed the tickling sensation on his stomach was getting stronger…like a feather or two was stroking up and down his body…
Exist’s eyes popped back open as his giggles grew, quickly turning into surprised squeaks as he hit the brakes mid-air, clutching his stomach and kicking his hooves out as he laughed.
He looked down and finally saw the culprit, two of his own wing feathers had seemingly sprung to life and swirled in circles on his belly.
To anyone else, this would come as a shock, but Exist had seen this trick before. He simply looked around with a smirk on his face.
“Hehehe! V-Very funny, Discord!” Exist giggled. “What do you want?” Surely that crafty draconequus was hiding around somewhere. Even though all he could see at the moment were clouds. Getting tickled out of nowhere…such a move was typically an invitation to play. Or perhaps it was another one of his tricks, where he’d be forced to be constantly tickled by his own feathers the entire day until something else happened.
“Oh, I don’t want anything, Exist.”
He could hear his voice in his head, though looking around showed nothing but the same blue sky and the same white clouds.
“After all, I already have my entertainment for the day…”
Exist felt the feathers move around his body again, this time, going much lower than his stomach. “Eeeep!”
He looked down, seeing both of his own soft feathers slowly circling his shaft, slowly getting stiffer with each rotation. Discord certainly wasn’t pulling any punches with what he was planning on doing with him. The only thing that would truly make it worse would be if he wasn’t all alone up in the clouds.
Exist sat down on a nearby cloud just so he didn’t have to concentrate on both the flying and the tickling. He watched the pair of feathers continue to circle his cock, never changing speed, only moving to adjust to his now fully-erect state. His paws clenched onto the cloud. The could just try and swat away the feathers, but where would be the fun in that? “I-Is that all, Discord?” he taunted between a giggle fit.
“Oh of course not! What do you take me for?” He heard Discord say. “This is just to get your attention!”
The draconequus finally made himself shown, springing up from the cloud and getting in the griffequus’s face. His fluffy goatee subtly tickling his chest as he spoke. “Did you miss me? Cause it certainly looked like you missed me. I bet whenever I’m not around, you spend every single waking moment waiting for the moment that I grace your presence. Why I imagine that yesterday-”
“Aahhaaaaaa Discoooord!” Exist squealed, knowing that he was just talking to let his beard brush all over his chest and stomach as the feathers methodically teased his shaft. “Q-Quhihihit iiiit!”
“Yeeees, Existykins?” Discord innocently said, fluttering his huge eyelashes.
“Nnnf…so…y-you have my attention,” he grunted. “What now?”
Discord nodded, still keeping his chin close to Exist’s belly. “Well, I’ve come to give a very, very rare opportunity! How would you like to tickle me for a change?”
Exist’s eyes widened in surprise. Was he hearing him correctly? Discord asking to get tickled? By his favorite tickle toy? “R-Reheeheeheeally?
“Ohhhh yes, I was thinking that after all those times I’ve been tickling you, day after day, week after week, all those different ways I’ve been getting those adorable squeaks out of you…I figure it’s only fair to give you the opportunity to see what it’s like for once! Let out all that revenge that’s been building up in you for who knows how long!” Discord explained, hiding his true motivations.
Exist couldn’t tell he was lying, but he was still suspicious. “What’s the catch?”
“Oh, no catch, I assure you,” Discord lied again. “I’ll let you do whatever your heart desires to me, no questions asked, for…let’s say two hours! How does that sound?”
Though he was certain that Discord was hiding something, the prospect of being able to tickle Discord for two hours straight was incredibly tempting. He could barely remember the last time he got the opportunity to put Discord through some ticklish torments. “Hmm, well, I suppose since you’re offering…”
“Excellent!” Discord snapped his fingers, transporting him and Exist out of Ponyville, and out of Equestria.
The two reappeared back in Discord’s home, standing in the middle of his living room. “There we go! My special dimension should be the perfect venue to let you make whatever you want to happen.” Discord spread his arms and legs out wide, showing off his vulnerable spots and giving Exist a chance to test things out.
“Oooh, really?” Exist thought of something simple to start, a feather duster with bright yellow feathers sweeping up Discord’s long belly.
Just as he was thinking it up, a feather duster with bright yellow feathers manifested right in front of him, just like he envisioned it, immediately taking a swipe up Discord’s stomach.
“Mmmhmmhm!” Discord stifled his giggling, letting the feather duster tickle as long as Exist let it. “Effective, if not a bit predictable…”
Just to punish Discord’s snarky criticism, Exist imagined another feather duster to take a swipe behind his knees.
“Woah-hohoho!” Discord arched his back in surprise, actually getting caught off-guard. He was excited to see what he could learn from his little tickle toy from today. “Is that all you plan to do?” He asked, goading him on. “No chains or straightjackets? Not even some stocks? I may be prone to getting a little feisty…”
“Oh, I know, I’m just thinking up the perfect revenge idea…” Exist stopped and thought long and hard, thinking of different things he could put Discord through, until he was struck with inspiration.
The room transformed, turning into a room intimately familiar to both of them, Exist’s bedroom.
“Well, aren't you forward?” Discord chuckled, instantly recognizing the location. “And to think that you didn’t even buy me dinner first…”
“Oh, hush, you!” Exist giggled, already picturing Discord in the proper bondage.
Fuzzy handcuffs appeared on Discord’s wrists and ankles, each of them fitted snugly around his mismatched limbs. He was whisked away up in the air, right onto Exist’s bed, which grew in size to fit Discord’s lanky stature. The other ends of his cuffs attached themselves to the corners of the bed, making sure he was locked in place on the soft, feathery mattress.
Ordinarily for this sort of thing, one would use a horn ring to suppress the magic user, but Discord was far from ordinary, so Exist just had to trust in the honor system that Discord wasn’t going to cheat and use his chaos magic to break free.
Discord lightly tugged at the cuffs, finding that he was giving a surprising amount of slack to move his arms and legs and even his tail around. Perhaps Exist wanted to enjoy seeing him squirm.
Exist leapt on the bed, standing on Discord’s stomach and giving him a catlike grin. “So…two hours, you say?”
“Hmmph, two hours, and anything you could do with your imagination, and you’re going to stick with something you could’ve easily arranged at home?” Discord scoffed, turning his head as he smirked.
“Oh, I have plenty of surprises and ideas in store,” Exist winked. He reared up and wiggled his fingers in front of Discord’s face. “But why deny myself the pleasure of getting up close and personal and making you laugh with my own two hands?”
Discord felt a little giggle bubbling up in his chest just watching Exist’s fingers wiggle. Was this a part of the griffequus’s magical influence? Or was the simple act of seeing wiggling fingers so close to him making him feel especially ticklish?
Exist put his paws down on Discord’s chest, slowly moving his hands to start tapping his fingers against Discord’s ribs. He stuck out his tongue, playfully taunting Discord as he slowly tickled.
Ever defiant, Discord puffed up his cheeks to hold back his chuckling. The cheeky look Exist was giving him made him want to reach out and tickle that smug look off his face, but he had to restrain himself and wait to see what else he was going to do.
“Aww, why are you holding back?” Exist teased, tapping his fingers just a little bit faster against his body. “We’ve got two loooong hours, and I wanna hear you laughing for all of it!”
“Nnnf…You’re…going…to have…to work…for it!” Discord said through gritted teeth. His body slowly rose off the bed in an attempt to escape, but only fell back down onto the mattress, sending a few loose feathers flying up into the air.
“Oh, so I’m gonna have to put in more effort? You mean liiiiike this?” Exist raised his hands and sharply dug them into his armpits.
Discord’s eyes widened, barely holding back the laughter, though it was clear he was fighting hard to deny Exist the satisfaction of hearing those ticklish squeals.
Exist decided to make Discord’s fight a losing battle. He rolled off his body and stuck out his wing, brushing his feathers over his belly while reaching up to tickle one side’s armpit and ribs.
The triple threat of armpit, rib, and belly tickles was enough to finally make Discord crack, bursting out in hysterics and thrashing around on the bed. “Baaaahahahaha nohohohohohohoho!”
Exist grinned and did a little celebration dance, excited to hear that wonderful laughter pouring out of him. “Theeere it is! Oooh, this is gonna be so much fun! I’m just gonna looooove tickle tickle tickling yoooou!” he taunted, making his wing do another long drag across his stomach.
“W-Wahahahaiiiit! N-Nohohohot thehehehehere!” Discord pleaded, his body wiggling and squirming as it tried to escape from Exist’s fluffy wing, though no matter how far to one side or the other he went, the wing followed. It arguably made the tickling worse, his stomach having to take tickling vertically and horizontally due to his struggles.
“What, not on your ticklish tum? You mean like thiiiiis?” Now putting those imaginative chaos powers to use, he snapped his fingers to make two big feather dusters appear, sweeping back and forth against his stomach right behind his wing.
The dusters did quick little shakes as they traveled up and down Discord’s stomach, sometimes doing a little spin for flair.
Discord started howling with laughter, the trio of feathery tickle tools made his long body wiggle like a snake as the soft feathers kissed his sensitive stomach. “BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Exist giggled as he watched Discord squirm around in ticklish torment. “Aww, are you really losing it already? I barely started…” Exist crawled up the bed to cradle Discord’s chin. “It’s gonna be a loooong two hours for you…”
Discord actually felt chills wash over his whole body as he shuddered in anticipation. He was just joking about Exist suppressing an urge for revenge. He may have gotten in over his head on this plan…
Exist and Discord both watched as the feather dusters danced on the latter’s stomach. The griffequus grinned in delight as he put his head on Discord’s chest, savoring every delightful laugh that came out of Discord’s mouth.
The pair of dusters were relentless, sweeping up and down Discord’s stomach, always moving to follow his struggling movements no matter which way he jerked his body around. Was this part of Exist’s plan? To make him feel helpless against a mere two feather dusters?
“Come on, Dissy,” Exist teased, walking his fingers up his chest. “Are you really going to laugh that hard over a couple of feather dusters? At least lemmie do something to earn laughter that loud…” he waved his finger in circles as he smirked.
Two bright pink feather boas appeared out of nothing, coiling themselves around Discord’s legs, spinning around his thighs, behind his knees, and onto his foot and hoof.
“WAIT WAAAIIIIIAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHA!” Discord threw his head back and cackled, wildly kicking his legs as he felt the fluffy feathers tickling his legs and feet. The feather boas were much worse than the feather dusters. The boas had a lot more feathers, and they were covering a lot more ticklish surface area.
“There! That’s more like it!” Exist hummed in satisfaction, idly scribbling his fingers against Discord’s armpits, just to make sure that he was still giving an active hand in tickling him.
Discord bucked and kicked, but the feather boas stuck to his legs, still spinning in a tickly tornado on his legs. When the boa on his lizard leg snuck between his toes, Discord’s laughter hit a pitch higher than Exist ever heard before, bouncing on the bed, sending more loose feathers in the mattress flying high.
“Oooh, this is fun!” Exist giggled, watching the feathers explode from the mattress every time Discord tried to leap from the bed, poking him in the sides every time he landed back down.
“AAAHAHAHAHA! E-EXHIST PLEHEHEHEEAASE! IT-IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Discord pleaded, feeling his feet twitch with each spin of the feather boa around his legs.
“Pssh, well duh! It’s supposed to tickle, ya big dummy!” Exist booped Discord on the nose. As he got closer, his tone shifted from silly to sadistic. “But I’m going to make it tickle a looooot more…”
Discord frantically shook his head. Admittedly, it would be better if Exist was getting more aggressive to get more ideas to use on him later, but he’d need to be able to endure all of it first, and the feather dusters alone were driving him wild. “NO! NOHOHOHO! IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH!” His mouth started speaking before his brain could catch up.
Exist playfully pouted. “What, you don’t want me to tickle you anymore?”
“P-PLEHEHEHEAAASE!”
“After you so graciously offered to give this chance to me? Fine, fine, I guess I can take a break from tickling you…”
With a snap of his fingers, the tickling tools stopped, dropping onto the mattress.
Discord closed his eyes, taking a few deep breaths. Though he technically was never in danger of running out of breath, all the tickling he was getting put through was making him feel lightheaded, and the breathing helped to ground him.
Exist simply smirked and lay on his belly, cradling his own chin with his paws, kicking his hoofs back and forth and giggling. Discord just looked so cute when all flustered.
Discord looked over, still panting as he finally took notice of Exist’s smug look. “What’s so funny?”
“Mmm, nothing, but you’ll be laughing pretty hard soon,” Exist winked, his eyes briefly sneaking a peek to the side.
Discord sneered at his griffy toy, but his expression quickly turned into a crazed grin as he felt something touching his stomach again. He quickly turned to look at what Exist came up with now.
Though all the tools Exist had summoned laid down on the bed, something else had risen up instead.
“Hey! No fai-aaaaahahahahahahaaaa!” Discord’s own tail had betrayed him, moving on its own and using his own fuzzy tip to wiggle on his belly, with the draconequus lacking any control.
“What? Isn’t that what you wanted? I’m not tickling you, am I?” Exist’s smug look got even smugger, watching Discord tickle himself.
Exact words. Even Discord had to admit that was a sneaky and well-done move. He’d applaud Exist if his hands weren’t currently tied. And if he wasn’t currently tickling himself.
“Why are you tickling yourself? Why are you tickling yourself?” Exist taunted with childlike glee, tenting his fingers as he watched Discord squirm and writhe.
As his tail swept up and down his own stomach, Discord could swear that the white fur at the end of his tail was fuzzier and bigger than usual. Not that he’d be surprised if it was. The self-tickling wasn’t nearly as intense as the feather dusters, but the lack of control over his own tail and the verbal teasing from his own tickle toy certainly made it more frustrating. “S-Stahahahahahap ihihihihit!” he chuckled.
“Is your tummy too ticklish?” Exist taunted. “Maybe I should go somewhere else then…”
Discord’s tail waved in front of his face, before trailing down his chest and stomach, now lightly teasing his inner thighs.
“O-Ohohoho no…you wouldn’t dahahahahare…!”
“I would, and I am!”
The tickling didn’t draw out as much laughter as before, but Discord felt the intensity going up even as his tail slowed down. The slow brushing against his inner thighs made his cheeks go red. “Nnnf…ehehehe…ooooh…!”
“Aww, you’re blushing! That’s super cuuuuute!”
Discord’s tail alternated between each leg, the fluffy tip brushing up and getting teasingly close to his crotch, making him huff and pant as his cock started to stir up between his legs. “A-Aah! You little…!”
“Oh, what’s that I see?” Exist grinned, looking down at Discord’s crotch. “Looks like someone’s enjoying themselves a little too much…”
“S-Shut up…” he growled, turning his head away to hide his blush. Though he couldn’t hide his slowly growing erection as the tip of his tail just barely touched his sensitive nethers.
“Naughty, naughty, Dissy!” Exist chastised, waggling his finger. “You should’ve told me you wanted to have some more fun!” His wing unfurled, stroking against the other thigh alongside Discord’s own tail.
Discord growled through gritted teeth, trying not to show his arousal. Even though he was actively thrusting his hips to try and speed up to a tickly orgasm.
“Aww, Discord, don’t be like that!” Exist taunted. “You should be having a great time and laughing!”
Discord kept his head turned, which means he didn’t see Exist raising up his paws and digging into his sides. “GYAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!?” He definitely felt a pair of pudgy paws pressing against his side, but he clearly added something else.
When Discord looked, he saw Exist had gloves lined with feathers on the fingers and palms, and was rapidly scribbling over his midsection. He immediately jerked up into the air in ticklish hysterics.
Exist giggled as he rubbed his hands all over Discord’s body, tickling him everywhere he went. “Ooh, I bet this tickles reeeeal bad!”
“AHAHAHA YEHEHEHEHES! I-IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES! IT REHEHEHEALLY TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Discord cackled, his thrashing resuming anew. Throwing kicks and punches and leaps, bouncing up and down on the bed over and over, sending more feathers from the mattress and pillow skyward.
“Aww, look at what you’re doing!” Exist pointed upwards, prompting Discord to tilt his head up and see through teary eyes.
All the feathers that he had knocked loose from the bed had flown up high, but they never fell down, remaining suspended in mid-air.
“These feather beds aren’t cheap, you know!” Exist shook his head, gesturing to all the feathers. “And you’re going to pay for it!”
Discord’s pupils shrank as he saw all the feathers turn simultaneously to point his way, diving in to attack.
“Wait nonononOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!” Discord barely had time to plead or even gasp before the army of feathers swept over him. The fluffy bed and pillow feathers swarmed all over his ticklish spots, his armpits, ribs, sides, stomach, thighs, knees, feet, back, neck, ears, and crotch all got no less than five feathers tickling him.
His reaction was violent, twisting and thrashing and kicking as much as his cuffs allowed him to do. But no matter what he did, he could never escape even one of the feathers from rubbing and stroking his ticklish body. All his struggling caused him to bounce on the bed even more, sending more feathers out of the bed to add to the tickling, which caused Discord’s laughter to get louder and higher, and his thrashing to get more frequent, sending more feathers flying…
Exist quietly chuckled to himself, sitting back as Discord contributed to his own ticklish demise. He watched as the feather count grew higher and higher. The sound of Discord’s desperate, hysterical laughter gave him tingly, pleasurable chills.
“AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! H-HEHEHEHEHEHEEHEEHEEHAHA! IT TIHIHIHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” Discord was fully aware that the more he struggled, the more he was getting tickled, and yet, he didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. His body moved on pure instinct, trying to do whatever it took to get away from the feathers, and yet it seemed like he could only run into more.
The full-body stimulation made Discord fully erect almost instantly. The one benefit he could think of is that the feathers swirling on his cock and balls felt heavenly, and as the tickling got more intense, so did the pleasure.
“OHOHOHOHOHO! NNNNFFAAHAHAHAHAHA!” Discord accentuated his leaps into his air with a hip thrust, feeling all the feathers swirling around his shaft and adding more to the mix. He was already leaking and dripping pre within seconds.
“Ah ah ah…”
Exist quickly noticed Discord’s actions, and simply snapped his fingers as punishment.
Discord didn’t hear or see what Exist did, far too focused on all the tickling to even notice. He was just a few precious seconds away from a glorious ticklegasm. He was almost there, he was at the edge. He was about to…about to…
He wasn’t cumming.
“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA?! NO! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHAAHAHAAAA! NOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Discord’s eyes shot open in horror. He was rocking the bed, making more feathers fly. But while the tickling kept increasing, the pleasure had completely plateaued.
“Oh Discord…” Exist cooed. “You didn’t think it’d be that easy, did you?”
“PLEHEHEHEHEAAAHAHAHAHA! EXIHIHIHIHIHIHIST! I! I NEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!” Discord tried to beg, but he could barely get a single word out before losing himself to hysterics.
Thankfully, Exist could still translate fairly well. “Oh, I know, but do you deserve it?” He said, tapping his own chin in contemplation.
“AAAAAHAAAA I NEEHEEHEEHEEHEED! TO CUHUHUHUHUM! I’LL DO ANYTHIIIIIAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Anything, you say?” Exist crawled over to Discord’s crotch, pushing through the storm of feathers.
“ANYTHIHIHIHIAAAHAHAHA FUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Discord still kept trying to thrust his hips, despite knowing it wouldn’t help him.
Exist took his sweet time thinking things over, delighting in the sight of seeing Discord’s leaky cock being stroked by countless feathers, hearing him squeal and beg, powerless before him. “You prooooomise?”
Discord’s face was a sweaty, teary, blushy mess. All he was thinking of was how close he was to an orgasm, and what he needed to do to achieve it. “YEHEHEHEHES! YES JUST PLEHEHEHEAAAAHAHAHA!”
“Hmmm…are you my tickle toy, Dissy?”
“YES! I AHAHAHAHAHAHAM!” Discord screamed without hesitation.
“You’re…what? Say it.” Exist commanded, placing a finger on the tip of Discord’s cock.
“I’M YOHOHOHOUR TIHIAHAHAHAHA! YOUR TIIHIHIHIHICKAHAHAHAHAHA! I’M AHAHAHAHA! EEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!”
Exist smirked as he watched Discord struggle. He could wait as long as it took for him to say it properly.
Discord’s mind was cluttered by the ticklish sensations. Feathers were dancing over practically every inch of his body, swirling and kissing his cock, and yet it was never enough. Just one push away from an orgasm that was being held from him by Exist. By his master. “I’M YOHOHOHOUR TIHIHIHIHICKLE TOHOHOHOHOY!”
“Yes, you are,” Exist grinned, wrapping his gloved hand around Discord’s shaft, giving it a few pumps. With how much he was leaking, it shouldn’t have taken long to finish him off.
Feeling Exist’s hand wrap around him gave Discord a wave of relief that washed over his body. The feathery glove was more than enough to send him over, spraying high in the air as he arched his back one more time, keeping his hips off the bed for much longer as he let out a satisfied moan.
Everything turned into a blur for Discord, he could feel the feathers stopping, but he still couldn’t stop himself from giggling deliriously.
Exist leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Wonderful job, tickle toy.”
Discord only responded with a weak little chuckle. He definitely knew the best way to get him back after this.
“...So let’s see how sensitive you are now…”
“H-Huh?”
Exist ran his feathered wing across Discord’s stomach once more, and the draconequus sprung back to life with a squeal.
“EEEEEAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!”
“...Oh, I’m gonna have so much fun with this!” Exist pounced on Discord, rubbing his paws and wings all over Discord’s ribs and sides.
“NO NONAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAA EEEHAHAHA EXIHIHIHIHAHAHAHA!” The orgasm Discord sought for what felt like hours had turned against him. Each little stroke Exist did felt ten times more ticklish than before.
Exist giggled along, dancing his hands all over his stomach. “Tickle tickle tickle! Oooh you’re so tickle tickle ticklish now!”
Discord pounded his fists against the bed. “WAHAHAHAIT! WAAAHAHAHAIT! H-HOW MUCH TIHIHIHIME IS LEHEHEHEHEFT?!”
Exist paused to think. “Hm…to be honest, I don’t think I was keeping track.” His pensive pout turned into a sadistic grin as he dug his hands into Discord’s armpits. “How about we start the two hours now?”
