Special experience files (volume 7)

Chapters

The cheer have it CH1
Super Star P1 CH2
The Flight Attendant CH 3
Friendship CH 4
Super Star P2 CH 5
The Theater P1 CH 6
The Theater P2 CH 7
The Girlfriend CH 8
The Secretary CH 9
The Jeweler P1 Ch 10
The Jeweler P2 CH 11
The Jeweler P 3 CH 12
The Jeweler P4 Ch 13

The cheer have it CH1

Author's Note

Had this story on the book for sometime. But never complete it till now. This experience files take place during the college years of Justice Silverlight.

The cheer have it CH1

It was the morning of the most prominent collegiate rivalry in football game history in Coltifornia, the University of Coltifornia, Los Ungulas versus the University of Southern Coltifornia. Watching the convoy of buses from the University of southern Coltifornia drive onto the campus parking lot was Majestic looking dark blue unicorn stallion in his mid-twenties with a crimson red mane and tail.

His 6ft 5in athletic equine figure was attire in a school ink blue short-sleeve polo shirt, and dark stonewash relaxed fit jeans. On his twelve-inch long dark blue socked feet were black oxford shoes. This unicorn stallion was the third assistant football Coach Justice Silverlight. The football team head coach was very impressed with Justice's mind that he asked him to join his coaching staff.

As Justice enjoys watching his team play against the other teams, he is less a hardcore fan than most of the student body at the university. The head coach uses Justice to quickly calm the player down to keep their head in the game.

'Well, it will be another intense game between these two big football teams. I hope our players don’t play into that crazy rumor. The University of Southern Coltifornia's cheerleaders knows just as much as the player knows about the game plans. That could be very bad for both cheerleader squads.’ Justice thought, watching the University of southern Coltifornia cheerleader squad debark from their bus.

(It mid-afternoon campus of the University of Coltifornia, Los Ungulas)

Walking around the campus, lost, trying to find her way back to the parking lot after taking a wrong turn, was a gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare in her mid-twenties with a fern green mane and tail.

Her 5ft 9in pearly purple-toned equine figure was attire in a cardinal red shell top and cardinal red gladiator skirt of a cheerleader from the University of southern Coltfornia. Lime green ankle socks and white sneakers were on her eleven-and-one-third inch flawless and unblemished pearly purple bare feet with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish. This unicorn mare is head cheerleader Emerald Luster for the University of southern Coltifornia. She was heading back to the bus because one of the cheerleading squad members forgot to take the practice music with her.

‘Oh, just wonderful a rival cheerleader from the University of southern Coltifornia got herself lost in the rival school. All because one of her squad members forgot to take the practice music with her,' Emerald thought as her mouth crimped in annoyance as she took another wrong turn.

Before she could backtrack, she jumped by several of what she thought were football players who quickly bound, gagged and blindfolded her before a disruptor ring slipped over her horn to keep her from using any unicorn magic. The group picks up the helpless unicorn cheerleader and carries her off somewhere. Watching the whole thing was third assistant football Coach Justice Silverlight.

He follows the group toward some abandoned building on the campus and loses them in the maze of the abandoned walkway of this older part of the campus. Justice walked around the abandoned building for about half an hour till he heard hysterical mare laughter from one of the buildings and the same mare voice begging them to stop and let her go. To the surprise of the ponies, he quickly gets the campus police, who enter the building. As the ponies exit the building with the campus police, he was happy none of the marenapper were from the football team. But sadden that fans would go that far to win a football game.

As he entered the building, he found the mare nap head unicorn cheerleader with her ankles locked in a set of wooden stocks bolted to the floor, and her hands were locked in a leather shackle that hung from the ceiling above her. She was panting heavily as tears flowed down her cheeks from under her blindfold. Justice took a step back; this head unicorn mare cheerleader looked familiar.

"How are you, mare?" Justice asked, concerned as the unicorn cheerleader perked up from the genuine concern in this new stallion's voice.

"Please (sob), I want to go home (sob)." Emerald whimpered as the unwanted tickle torture on her broke her.

"Mare, I promise I will release you. Before I do, can you answer a few questions for me?" Justice asked kindly as emerald shook her head yes.

"First question, mare, were you ever a high school cheerleader?" Justice ask

"I was stallion," Emerald answered.

"I notice the necklace around your neck; who gave it to you? What does it mean?" Justice asked, floating the gold infinity symbol out of her shell top.

"A stallion friend I knew in high school gave it to me as a graduation gift; as for what it means, no matter how far apart we are, our friendship will remain strong," Emerald answered as a tear ran down her cheek, remembering what the symbol meant.

"Last question, mare, is your name Emerald Luster?" Justice asked

"It is stallion," Emerald answered as the stallion removed the blindfold from her eyes.

"(begins crying) Justice!" Emerald exclaims as Justice hugs his high school friend and girlfriend; she rubs her snout on Justice's cheek.

"I should have known you would be my rescuer, Justice; you were always there, went I needed you." Emerald comment as her eyes widens in alarm as she watches Justice begin to unlace her sneakers.

"Justice! No please don't! Not that! Anything but that!" Emerald pleaded as Justice continued to unlace her sneakers, causing her sneakers to become looser and looser upon her feet.

"What the problem Emerald? Have you become more ticklish since our day in high school?" Justice said, mocking as he pulled off Emerald's sneakers. Emerald clenched her toes desperately, trying to keep her shoes on her feet, but Justice efficiently dropped them on the floor in front of the stocks.

"By Celestia's light, they have become more ticklish, Justice! Please, I can't stand being tickled like I did in high school! If you want Justice, I will transfer from the university of southern Coltifornia to the university of Coltifornia, Los Ungulas and become your girlfriend again! Just don't tickle my more sensitive bare feet!" Emerald pleaded and negotiated as Justice had a mischievous smile on his snout.

He admired the magnificent shape of Emerald eleven and one-third inch long flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple Egyptian shaped bare feet, which looked so alluring in their lime green ankle socks. He drew tiny circles on her feet' perfect balls with his index fingers. Emerald let out a yelp and tried to stifle a giggle, and then Justice stopped. He looked into the elegant sky-blue eyes of his high school sweetheart.

"Ticklish, aren't we?" Justice said as emerald's face grew haggard with worry knowing the more ticklish, she was on her pearly purple bare feet, the more Justice wanted to tickle her.

"Please, I beg of you, my former boyfriend!" Emerald said with tear-filled eyes beseeching his love for her in high school.

Justice smiled at her and floated a box in front of the stocks to sit on. Grasping each heel in his hand, he peeled back and off Emerald's cute little socks from her feet. He gasps and looks at the Egyptian shaped, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple Egyptian shaped bare feet of his former high school girlfriend. She had semi-deep sets arches on both her feet that were graceful and perfectly smooth curves. That led to perfect round balls of her feet. The soft round heels accentuated the overall look of her luxurious pearly purple bare feet.

It continues to the shapely toe stems topped with ten well-proportioned beautiful, elegant, delicate toes with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish. With the two big toes being the longest on her feet and remaining toes tapering off the end of her feet at forty-five degrees downward angle.

She scrunches her toes down; the lustrous satiny smooth pearly purple soles easily wrinkle before smoothing out again. A chill ran down Emerald's spine as the cool air hit her now warm bare feet. She grimaced at the thought of how sensitive her feet were now and how much Justice would love to tickle them and began to violently struggle in her bonds. Justice removes some twine from a nearby package wrapped in brown paper and ties her big toes back to the small eyelet at the top of the stocks.

"Now, with your big toes secure, let's see if my former high school girlfriend is just as ticklish as she was in high school," I said, teasing as Emerald tried to curl her ten well-proportioned toes but was unable to as I secure them nicely.

"P-Please!!" Emerald screamed as I scratched the perfect round balls of her feet with the tips of my fingers, knowing full well that the balls of her feet were slightly ticklish. This caused Emerald to shiver and giggle softly but not laugh.

"P-please!!!" Emerald screamed once again as I scratched the smooth round heels that accentuated the overall look of her luxurious pearly purple bare feet, knowing once again that part of Emerald's foot was slightly ticklish to the touch. This time, Emerald flinched when my five fingers scratched the creamy soft skin on the bottom of her feet.

"Ahahahahaha! Nooooo!" Emerald screamed as I tickled her ten well-proportioned beautiful, elegant, delicate toes with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish, knowing that her toes were moderately ticklish. Tickling Emerald there causes her to laugh and flinch but not to become too tired.

"No-no-no-no nooohohohahahaha!!" Emerald screamed as I remained for several minutes tickling those ten well-proportioned beautiful, elegant and delicate toes with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish.

Went I stopped tickling her toes, Emerald's equine head hung low; she was desperately catching her breath and gulping much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs. Sweat, tears and a little drool dripped from the corner of her mouth. Emerald opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Her body trembles and her chest rapidly rose and fell. But her laughter was utterly silent. As I got up to free my former high school girlfriend, Emerald Luster, she opened her sky-blue eyes and looked right at me.

"Wait-wait-wait, you are not done with me yet?" Emerald said in her wearied voice as her ten well-proportioned toes with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish twitched. She caught her breath and shivered with a hint of arousal from the intense tickling she had just received from her former high school boyfriend.

"Do you really want me to tickle your arches, Emerald? I know you are extremely ticklish there?" I asked, concerned as Emerald nodded her equine head.

"I know you are worried about me, Justice. But unlike the ponies that pony nap me to tickle torture me for a malice reason to get information that I don't know. You are doing it purely because of our friendship. So allowing you to tickle my arches is fine." Emerald said innocently but tired as I moved back in front of her Egyptian shaped, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple bare feet with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish.

All bets were off once I started to scratch her extremely ticklish semi-deep sets arches on the bottom of her feet that had a graceful and perfectly smooth curve. Emerald exploded with maniacal laughter as I tickled her arches for some time. She was in hysterics in no time; the sensations shot up her elegant, slim, muscular unicorn's legs exploded in her mind. With one last fury of fingers in her extremely ticklish semi-deep sets arches, she passed out.

As her sky blue eyes closed, I started slipping her ankle socks back on her Egyptian shaped, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple bare feet with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish. After putting her white sneakers back on and tying them for her, I freed her from the set of wooden stocks bolted to the floor and freed her hands locked in the leather shackle hanging from the ceiling above her.

I carried the unconscious Emerald Luster back to my off-campus housing to allow her to recover from the ordeal. After explaining to the house mare that several college football fans, pony napped what I believe was the head cheerleader of the rival school. Tickles tortured her into telling them the game plan for the upcoming football game, and I knew her.

The house mare allows me to take Emerald to my room to let the mare recover from the ordeal and watch her. Sometime later, her delicate colored yellow shadow eyelids opened up, revealing her sky blue eyes on once again and look around till she spotted me.

"Your room, Justice?" Emerald asked with a dry voice as I helped her sit up on my bed and take a good drink of water from the glass I was holding.

"It is Emerald," I answer as she finishes drinking water and lays back on my soft bed.

“This feels all too familiar to me after allowing you to tickle me till I passed out. You would take the unconscious me back to your house to allow me to recover and take care of me till I recovered." Emerald said, very grateful as she saw the door to Justice’s room open by the house mare, at which time she nodded, saying she was okay.

When I heard my room door closing and the house mare walking away, I sat on the edge of my bed by Emerald's head. She could sense I wanted to ask her something; a moment later, her sky-blue eyes blinked with incredulity went I whispered a small fantasy into her ear on top of her head.

"You want to lick the sweat off my Egyptian-shaped, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple bare feet with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish to taste me?" Emerald said, perplexed but not opposed to the idea.

"I suppose, Justice; my feet are plenty sweaty and getting sweatier by the minute from your unusual fantasy you want to try on me," Emerald said, a bit weirded out with the whole idea. But still gave him permission to indulge his little fantasy with her.

With that, I slid down to the end of my bed where Emerald's sneaker-clad feet were and again untied her shoelaces before loosening her shoes. I slipped her sneakers off her feet again, placing them between her feet on the end of the bed. Like emerald says, her ankle socks were heavily damp from the sweat secreted from her feet.

I got aroused as I pulled the ankle socks off Emerald's Egyptian shaped, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple sweaty bare feet with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish.

I inhaled Emerald's foot deeply, picking up the rose-scented moisturizer she rubbed on her lustrous satiny smooth pearly purple sole to keep it supple. Emerald squealed quietly to not alert the house mare of the going on in Justice's room. I drew my tongue softly along the underside of Emerald's Egyptian shaped, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple barefoot with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish licking the sweat off.

She quickly grabbed the pillow from under her head and buried her snout into it, unleashing a muffled shriek from my tongue being applied to her sensitive lustrous satiny smooth pearly purple sole. The tip of my tongue continued to tease little circles across the semi-deep sets arch of Emerald's helpless foot. The well-proportioned beautiful, elegant and delicate toes with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish wriggled and clenched helplessly, doing all they could to defend against Justice's tongue tickling her sensitive lustrous satiny smooth pearly purple sole.

I gave Emerald a short rest before placing that trembling foot back on the bed. I pick up her other foot and begin to tease the other Egyptian shaped, flawless and unblemished pearly purple barefoot with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish wriggling the tip of my tongue slowly, gently horrifically around the expanse of emerald’s poor, helpless wiggling sensitive lustrous satiny smooth pearly purple sole.

I slowly worked my tongue closer and closer to Emerald's five well-proportioned beautiful, elegant and delicate toes with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish on top of her foot. Emerald quietly squealed, thrashing her equine head back and forth as I wrapped my mouth around her well-proportioned beautiful, elegant, delicate toes to suck on.

Emerald wildly nodded, trying to make sense of this very unusual sensation being applied to her five well-proportioned beautiful, elegant, delicate toes with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish on her feet. I quickly withdrew my lips from Emerald's five well-proportioned beautiful, elegant and soft toes went I heard the pip-pops of the house mare's bare feet walking toward my room.

That went, I realized it was already evening. Emerald had spent the entire day with me in my room, recovering from the tickle torture she had endured. I quickly stuffed her ankle socks into her white sneakers and placed them on the floor by the bed. I left her dressed in her cheerleader outfit, covering her with my blanket to let her sleep it off.

"That was fun, Emerald; it's too bad I have to wait till next football season to see you again," I said, disappointed, kissing her on her cheek as the house mare opened the door to my room and saw me making up a place to sleep on my couch.

The following afternoon the football game was played it ended in a tie. I watch the convoy of buses from the University of southern Coltifornia leave the parking lot to head home. The taste of the sweat from Emerald's Egyptian shaped, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple sweaty bare feet with gorgeous Limoncello yellow nail polish permeates my taste buds.

I wanted to wrap my lips around her ten well-proportioned beautiful, elegant and delicate toes to suck the sweat off them again. Knowing that would never happen, I resigned myself to savoring that day. I tasted that sweet nectar that was a gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare sweat covered Egyptian shaped, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple bare feet.

It was not until the next semester that a surprise awaited me. As I was returning to my off-campus housing after finishing one of my classes, waiting just outside the building was a gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with a fern green mane and tail with her back toward me. Her equine tone figure was attired in a gold paisley mare's crew neck short sleeve blouse and light Portland blue cropped straight leg slim fit jeans holding several textbooks in her arms.

On her eleven-and-one-third-inch, flawless and unblemished pearly purple Egyptian shaped bare feet with bright and glossy yellow nail polish were mustard yellow Florence flat sandals. As I approached the unicorn mare, those perfect and fresh pearly purple bare feet in her sandals started to look very familiar. I tore my eyes off those flawless and unblemished pearly purple bare feet and looked at her face. I blinked with surprise; my high school friend Miss Emerald Lustre was looking back at me with a massive smile on her snout.

"Well, Emerald, what are you doing here?" I said as she floated her books in her magic aura next to her.

"Did I not promise to transfer from the university of southern Coltifornia to the university of Coltifornia, Los Ungulas, Justice?" Emerald said as she hugged me to the disdain of several other stallions who wanted this gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare to be with them.

"You did, but I didn't think you would, Emerald?" I answered as I led Emerald to a quiet area on the campus called Sun Amphitheater.

So we can talk more privately as Emerald already figure out, as her sky blue eyes crinkle mirthfully. she knew I wanted to removes one of her sandals to get at her flawless and unblemished pearly purple bare foot once again. So we found a nice hidden area in the Sun Amphitheatre and sat down to talk. I unbuckled Emerald's sandal and removed it revealing her pearly purple bare foot.

Before picking up where I left off in my room, I licked the sweat off her lustrous satiny smooth pearly purple sole and wrapped my mouth around her well-proportioned beautiful, elegant, delicate toes to suck on. She relayed the circumstance of her transfer from the university of southern Coltifornia to the university of Coltifornia, Los Ungulas.

As we both finished our classes for that day, we remained in the Sun Amphitheater till we had to return to our off-campus housing. As the picture begins to fade, sitting on a concrete platform was the discarded and unbuckled mustard yellow Florence flat sandals Emerald was wearing on her Egyptian shaped flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple bare feet. Why, on the insoles of her sandals, you can clearly see the outline of her Egyptian shaped, perfect and freshly shaped pearly purple basic footprint.

Super Star P1 CH2

It was a relatively warm week in Califoalnia at the University of Califoalnia; Los Ungulas went. I was text messaged by my friend Head University Cheerleader Emerald Luster to meet her at the university sports field on the campus after finishing her cheerleader practice for today to discuss our housing situation.

Early this week, the university council board summoned the entire sophomore to senior classes to a private meeting in the main building auditorium. During that meeting, the board informed the classes that freshman classes for the coming years would be much larger than expected, so they must find other housing arrangements. The committee would assist the classes in any arrangements they need to find new housing for the remainder of their college years. As Emerald and I were business students, we took it upon ourselves to make our own housing arrangements.

As I walked onto the sports fields, I was greeted by all the cheerleaders leaving the practice to head home to shower and change their clothing, as many of them had to attend classes after practice. As the last cheerleader left the sports field, I came around the bleacher and found Emerald still wearing her cheerleader outfit, squirting water into her mouth from the water bottle she took out of her duffel bag. Emerald couldn't help but be a bit flirtatious went my cobalt blue eyes travelled down to her sneaker-clad magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant socked bare feet.

"Oh, all right, Justice; the sweat on my feet should taste quite a bit sweeter since I just finished my cheerleader practice today. So let's go onto the bleachers to discuss our housing arrangements, and you can take my sneakers and ankle socks off to taste me.” Emerald said playfully but with a flirtatious demeanour as I followed her onto the bleachers.

We moved to the highest point of the bleacher, well out of sight of any pony that would walk onto the sports field. Once in place, Emerald set her duffle bag on the lower bench before placing her elegant and slim muscular unicorn's legs on the bench with her sneaker-clad magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant socked bare feet.

As I began to unlace her sneakers, I could tell that her feet were a bit sweaty as the cuffs of her ankle socks were very damp. I heard Emerald snicker at the irony last time I removed her sneakers; she was desperately trying to keep her sneakers on her feet, not wanting me to tickle her more sensitive bare feet.

As I removed her sneakers, placing them on top of her duffel bag, the smell coming off her slender and elegant socked bare feet was incredible; it was dampness mixed with the floral scent; of roses.

After smelling them, I set her sneakers back onto the duffle bag and floated her socked feet in a bubble. Once under her elegant and slim muscular unicorn's legs, I rested them on my lap.

I pull off her ankle socks and place them on the bench in front of us, revealing her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant sweaty bare feet with pale yellow nail polish. A moment later, I unzipped the top of her duffle bag, reached into it to retrieve a small towel and began to dry the sweat off her sweaty bare feet with pale yellow nail polish for her. I floated a pair of mint green-colored foamies to walk flip-flops out of the bag and slip them on her bare feet for her.

"All that drama, Justice, to put my flip-flops on my feet for me," Emerald said playfully as she kissed me on my cheek before crossing her long unicorn legs, one knee tossed casually over the other tapping her flip-flops clad foot soundlessly in the open air.

"I haven't found anything near the campus that two business students could afford without several other housemates, Justice," Emerald said, disappointed.

"Well, Emerald, I might have found a place where we could swing the rent between us (Emerald's face brightening). But it is six blocks from the campus; I thought we should visit it before we make an offer on it," I explain as Emerald kissed me on my lips and asked if she could head back to her off-campus housing to take a quick shower before visiting the place.

After a quick shower, emerald in a blazing yellow mare's v-neck short-sleeve T-shirt and light blue mare's mid-rise regular fit ankle pants met me back at the sports fields. As a reward for finding this place for us, emerald wore her mint green foamies go-walk flip-flops upon her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant bare feet with pale yellow nail polish for the visits.

The six blocks walk from the campus to the location was pleasant as Emerald, and I have known each other since high school and conversation on the walk was very enjoyable. Emerald's sky-blue eyes blinked with surprise when we arrived at a beautiful, quiet, tree-lined neighborhood with single-family homes mixed in with small townhouse complexes. The falling leaves on the sidewalk crunched under our feet as we made our way down the block toward a new build small townhouses complexes.

Waiting in front of the townhouse was a mature, superb-looking pale fuchsia colored unicorn mare with grayish indigo and grayish Persian blue mane and tail. Her slender and refined 5ft 7in equine figure was in twilight blue and black two-tone pantsuit. Why, on her superb pair of pale fuchsia colored ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare Egyptian shaped naked feet were black chain buckles T-strap pumps. This mature unicorn mare was Travel Agent Bella cookie crumbles Radiances, the property manager for this complex and alumnus from the University of Coltifornia, Los Ungulas.

"Oh, greeting Mr. Silverlight, I didn't know your roommate would be a mare?" Ms Radiances commented, noticing the gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with the fern green mane and tail standing next to me.

"I can assure you, mare! I have been friends with Mr. Silverlight since high school! So there is no hanky-panky between us…I take offense with the implication that a mare can't be friends with a stallion without getting into bed with him!" Emerald said indignantly.

"Ok, so you were not lying when you told me your roommate is very self-assured," Bella comments as she leads Emerald and me to an empty fourth townhouse in the complex.

As Emerald explored the two-store townhouse, I spoke to Ms Radiances on the back balcony about the location of this beautiful neighborhood and this complex. She informed me that being a property manager was not her primary occupation she was a Travel Agent. So if I offer under-market value, she would mostly take it as she needs to know the actual value of this neighborhood.

"First off, Ms Radiances, I will not lowball you for rent. I believe in giving you a fair price for the location." I said honestly as Ms Radiance's light cornflower blue eyes shined with pleasure, finding a very honest stallion that would not lowball her.

"I would greatly appreciate that, Mr. Silverlight. So I will help you furnish this townhouse for you and your house mare.” Bella said, generous as I smiled and shook my head no.

"That much too generous, Ms Radiances. (Looking at Bella’s feet) Besides, Emerald and I would like to furnish it ourselves. If you don't mind, Ms Radiances, may I see those well-taking care of mare's feet in your heels?" I said as Bella shyly chuckled at the request and shook her equine head yes.

"I don't mind Mr. Silverlight…But there is nothing to sit on. I can't keep my balance for too long on one pump. Besides, you say feet, which means both of them." Bella said as I looked over the edge of the balcony and noticed a large empty bucket next to the trash bin. I floated the large bucket from the container onto the balcony when Bella flipped it upside down and sat down.

I kneel down on the balcony in front of Ms Bella's cookie crumbles Radiances and proceed to reach over, unbuckling her chain buckles on her T-strap pumps to remove them from her feet. After placing her removed T-strap pumps next to the bucket left, revealed were her superb pair of pale fuchsia colored ten and-one-third inches slender and elegant mare Egyptian shaped naked feet. The standard but well-defined arches on both her feet had an exquisite curve that led into a sleek oval ball of her feet and why other ends of her arches led into elegant round heels.

Continue up to the symmetrically shaped toe stems topped with ten shapely toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped and painted with dark blue nail polish. Why her big toes was the longest on her foot, and the rest of her toes taper off at forty-five degree downward angle. The soles of Bella's feet felt incredibly silky smooth, and pillowy. She takes excellent care of them keeping them completely clean and blemish-free.

I held Ms Radiance's delightful ankles in one hand in midair; I scooched closer to get a good whiff of her silky smooth and pillowy soles. Oddly Ms Radiance's light cornflower blue eyes glinted with pleasure as if she was anticipating it. I took a good long inhale of Ms Radiance's soles and pick-up the lemon-scented moisturizer that she rubs on her feet to keep them supple. I watch a Persian blue magic aura materialize on her average-length spiral horn before a bright flash.

A moment later, a Persian blue magically created pillow appeared on the balcony, at which time she rested her other bare foot on top of the pad, so her sole didn't touch the dusty balcony. I placed her sleek round heel in the palm of one of my hands and gently pushed back her five shapely toes with my other hand making her silky smooth and pillowy sole tightly drawn.

I felt her five shapely toes try to curl; went my tongue appeared from my mouth, but my grip held. I slowly drew my tongue along the length of her ten-and-one-third-inch slender and elegant mare Egyptian shaped naked foot as Bella groaned in satisfaction after a few more passes over her silky smooth and pillowy sole. I released her five shapely toes before wrapping my lips around them to suck on them. I placed that foot on the pillow before doing it again on Bella's other foot. As I finished that foot, Bella put her T-strap pumps back on and loosely buckled them.

"All right, Mr. Silverlight, the price we agree on will be the rent you pay monthly. Plus, you have the option of buying the townhouse from me at a later date." Bella said, agreeable and satisfied, as she still felt the tingle sensation on the soles and toes of her feet.

"Very well, Ms Bella…plus if you keep your feet completely clean and blemish-free like they are now. I’ll gladly do it again.” I said as Bella’s equine face flushed with happiness as she shook my hand and gave me the key to the townhouse.

As the front door closing echoes in the empty townhouse, Emerald Luster trots down from upstairs to join me in what will become our living room went we move in. She wraps her arms around me and hugs me before kissing my lips, leaving her yellow lip prints behind.

“If I knew that this neighborhood was so beautiful and this townhouse was perfect. I would have walked in my bare feet carrying my sandals from campus. As your reward, Justice!" Emerald was overjoyed as Emerald noticed the key in my hand.

“Well, Emerald, this place is ours now; plus their still time to walk back to the campus. How about taking your flip-flops off now and walking back to campus barefooted.” I suggest as that what Emerald did.

The six blocks trip back to the main campus was satisfying as the rhythmic pip-plops of Emerald’s magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant bare feet was music to my ears. Along the way, we spoke about how to put our townhouse together. It took us six months to decorate the townhouse to both of our liking, but we got it done.

As we were putting the finish touches on the home improvement of the townhouse Emerald that day was attired in a popcorn yellow mare's crew neck short-sleeves T-shirt, black ripped mare's high rise straight leg loose fit jeans, and on her slender and elegant bare feet were white mare's cute closed toe lace-up sneakers. She touched up the stellar paint job that Emerald and I completed a few days ago. Why I was changing the shower head in her bathroom for her.

"Hey, Justice! I finish up the touch-ups to the paint job! How are you doing?" Emerald called as I walked down the staircase carrying the toolbox.

"Just finish installing your new shower head, Emerald…Let's stop for lunch now." I suggested as Emerald nodded her head, and we both plopped down on top of the drop cloth in the center of the living room, and I floated our small lunch coolers over to us.

"I must say, Justice, your negotiation skills are top-notch; you got all the furniture I wanted to design our townhouse with," Emerald said, complimenting as we popped the bottle tops on Apple fizz soda.

"All my negotiation skills would be useless if not for the vision of a certain gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare who designed it," I said, complimented as Emerald blushed. Once again, we clinked the bottles together.

"Well, we are the best team, Justice," Emerald said, appreciative as she didn't object went. I took hold of her elegant ankles from underneath her and gently pulled her sleek and slim muscular unicorn's legs straight in front of her. Emerald's polite laugh went she knew sooner or later I would want to play with her slender and elegant bare feet because she mentioned that she would be wearing her sneakers barefooted.

"But anyway, Justice, did you hear about the new transfer student from Califoalnia state university to the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas?" Emerald inquired as I unlaced her sneakers to get at her slender, elegant bare feet.

"Not at all, Emerald?" I answered as I pulled her sneakers off one at a time, revealing those sweaty slender and elegant bare feet from inside her shoes.

“The current rumor about the transfer student is that she is a sports superstar and is a pegasi mare. I have heard she has racked up many accolades in athletic circles. She was the youngest to compete in the Equestrian games and won gold in them in several events.” Emerald explains as I had to turn around to wrap my strong arms around Emerald’s elegant ankles to hold her feet in place.

A mischievous smile formed on my snout, looking upon Emerald's glistening magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant sweaty bare feet tightly held under my arms.

Emerald's sky blue eyes blink with surprise when I create a highly reflective mirror and use my telekinesis to position the mirror so Emerald can see creamy soft skin on the bottom of her feet. I felt Emerald try to yank her feet out from under my arm when I slotted a thin brush on the end of a motorized toothbrush between her baby toe and ring toe and turned it on.

Emerald exploded with maniacal laughter as I moved the thin brush up and over each of her ten symmetrical-shaped digits. I allowed the magically created motorized toothbrush to move on its own accord tracing the shape of each of her digits. The helpless gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with fern green mane and tail was in hysterics in no time.

The sensations shot up her elegant and slim muscular unicorn’s legs and exploded in her mind. It only got worse for the helpless gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with fern green mane and tail went. I created a second magically created motorized toothbrush with a cone-shaped brush. I slotted it between the delicately curved arches of her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant bare feet.

Even those tickle torture was unbearable upon her very ticklish magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant mare's bare feet. Miss Emerald Luster was enjoying every minute of the tickle torture torment her dear friend Justice was doing to her.

The Flight Attendant CH 3

I was exhausted after my latest international flight from Monocolt to Los Ungulas; it was twelve hours and eight minutes flight aboard a Learjet as the only Flight Attendant on the plane. It was a special request from a board member of Equestria Airlines to showcase how professional the company's Flight Attendants were; being the most senior of the flight crew, I was roped into the assignment.

After some improper advancement toward me by the other stallion passenger, the board member who picked me for the showcase knew he was in hot water. Being a popular Chief Purser in Equestria Airline Company and the evaluator for the new Flight Attendant, I answer to the company's chief executive officer. But before I go on, I should tell you what I look like and who I am.

I am a gorgeous white pegasi mare with a beautiful layered Spanish blue mane and tail. My physically fit 5ft 7in equine figure was attired in a dusk blue skirt suit and nude sheer thigh-high nylons. The hemline of my pencil skirt hit me at knee length covering the fancy comfort lace top of my nylons.

On my ten inches, long flawless, and unblemished white Egyptian shaped bare feet with deep cherry red toenail polish were black peep-toed stiletto pumps with three and one-fourth heels. With my big toes being the longest on my foot and my other toes tapering off, sticking out the hole in the front of my shoes were my reinforced toe nylon-clad first two toes.

Around my neck was a dusk orange colored scarf, and on top of my head, between my ears, was a dusk orange colored beret with a golden wing pinned on it. Plus, folded on my back were my standard-sized white-feathered bird wings. I am Chief Purser Anita Storm chaser, a flight attendant employed by Equestria Airlines and the chief evaluator for a new Flight Attendant for the company. With that out of the way, let's get started with my story.

So anyway, after the plane landed at a private hangar on the grounds of the Los Ungulas International airport, I bid the passengers an obligatory friendly goodbye. Before plopping down in one seat aboard the plane to catch my breath before straightening the cabin. As I finished tidying the cabin, the earth pony stallion pilot tapped me on my shoulder and told me that I didn't deserve to be treated like that, no matter what.

I agreed wholeheartedly with him, thanked the pilot for his concern, and told him I was good. Still, the board member will not like the report I am writing for the company's chief executive officer about this incident. The pilot smiled at me, and I followed him off the plane after getting my carry-on luggage out of the overhead compartment. For the next half an hour, I worked on my report for the company's CEO in a small office till my stomach growled.

I retrieved my cell phone from my brown-colored Bueno of Cailfoalnia-washed shoulder bag and called my housemate Justice to bring me dinner. Since this was a private hangar on the grounds of the Los Ungulas International airport, I asked if he could keep me company till I finished my report and take us home.

It was a short drive to Los Ungulas International airport as my house mare Chief Purser Anita Storm Chaser, a flight attendant employed by Equestria Airlines, gave me great direction to the private hangar on the grounds. It also helped immensely that she informed all the security guards around the airport that I was coming to deliver her dinner and stay with her till she finished her report.

I drove to a nondescript two-story brick building designed to streamline modern architectural style. I didn't know it was an office building. It look like a little used utility building used to store goods from the Los Ungulas International airport. As I parked in front of the building, I set my car alarm as I wondered if I couldn't find my car in its parking space when I came back out.

Who am I, a majestic and handsome looking dark blue unicorn stallion with a short textured cut crimson red mane and tail. My 6ft 5in athletic equine figure was attired in Limelight yellow short-sleeve solid interlock polo shirt and gray asphalt-colored tapered athletic fit jeans. On my twelve-inch long, dark blue bare feet were taupe black lace-up sneakers. I am Chief Marketing officer Justice Silverlight for the Dayspring Corporation and roommate of Chief Purser Anita Storm Chaser.

I walked up to the double glass entry door of the nondescript two-story brick building carrying Anita's dinner for her. I passed through the glass entry door and was quickly directed to a medium size office down the hallway by the security guard on duty. I walked down the cherry high gloss waterproof laminate towards the wooden hinged door and knocked on the door.

The mare's voice inside the room said, 'come in,' and I found myself standing in twelve by fourteen medium size offices with moonlit gray stain-resistant carpeting and four small windows with a nice view of the hangar. Sitting behind a brown cherry writing desk was Chief Purser Anita Storm Chaser.

She was typing her evaluation report for the company on her laptop computer. She was attired in her dusk blue colored flight attendant skirt uniform with her sleek athletic legs crossed, one knee tossed casually over the other tapping soundlessly in the open air her peep-toed stiletto pump.

I appreciated her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished white ten-inch long slender and grand Egyptian shaped bare feet contained in her nude sheer sandalfoot thigh-high stockings and black peep-toed stiletto pumps with three and one-fourth inch heels. My pegasi room mare would have complimented the look of her feet when she noticed me looking at them but was fully absorbed in doing her evaluation report, or so I thought.

I set her dinner down on top of the table of the cottage oak three-piece bistro set that was also in the office. I quietly snuck up around behind her as I was about to tickle her flanks with my fingers. She smacks me in my snout with her standard-sized white-feathered bird wings, stopping me in my tracks.

"Do you think I was that absorbed in doing my evaluation report, Justice? To take my sky blue eyes off you…I have known you for too long to let you get away with that.” Anita commented as she stood up and stretched a few times before kissing me on my cheek to thank me.

"I could hope, Anita." I retorted, following Anita back to the three-piece cottage oak bistro set where her dinner awaited her.

"Hope all you want, Justice." Anita retorted as she sat down on the cottage oak cross-back break room stool, crossing her sleek athletic legs again.

Before she takes the cover off the container to eat the leaft green salad, I brought for her. As she ate, I pushed myself back from the table so I could get a decent view under the table of Anita's slender and grand Egyptian shaped bare feet with deep cherry red toenail polish. Contained in her nude sheer sandalfoot thigh-high stockings and black peep-toed stiletto pumps with three and one-fourth-inch heels.

"So what is up, Anita? You are not your normal chipper self?" I asked, concerned for my house mare's mental state of mind as her physically fit pegasi mare's body was tense as she ate her dinner.

"Let's just say I had an unpleasant flight today." Anita's voice edged with tension as she finished her meal and placed her plastic fork on the table beside the container.

I looked around the room and noticed the smoke-gray faux leather sofa with a chrome base sitting against one office wall. Anita's sky blue eyes blinked with surprise as I grabbed her well-manicured shapely five-fingered hand and walked her over to the sofa. Her black peep-toed stiletto pumps with three-and-one-fourth-inch heels hesitantly click-clacked over the moonlit gray stain-resistant carpeting of the room, knowing what Justice had planned for her.

"No Justice…my company has stringent no barefoot policy for their female flight attendants why on duty for their shift," Anita said, pretending to be anxious.

"But technically speaking, Anita, you are off duty now, and it would be your day off from your company for the next few days. Isn't that right, my lovely house mare?" I said, knowing as I politely helped Anita sits down on one end of the sofa.

"So, my dear house mare, you have no reason to object," I said with utmost confidence as Anita softly released titter laughter, knowing it was accurate.

As soon as my house mare was at ease, I sat on the other end of the sofa. I reached for her exquisite ankles of her feet and brought her prime muscular nude sheer sandalfoot thigh-high stockings legs onto the couch, resting her feet on my lap. I couldn't help myself, so I ran the pad of my fingers down her nylon-clad legs, causing her whole body to shudder and tremble and her bird wings to unfurl as the nylon fabric really tickled went it was stroked.

I proceed to lift her exquisite ankle up and pull the black peep-toed stiletto pump off her nylon-clad foot; the unmistakable sucking sound of a wet leather shoe being removed from a damp nylon foot was heavenly to hear. It got even more gratifying went the same sound was heard went the other black peep-toed stiletto pump was removed from her damp nylon-clad foot.

I placed both of her removed shoes on the ground next to the sofa and was immediately hit by the floral scent of diluted lavender on the soles of Anita's feet. The warm temperature that her feet produced heated up the essential oil sending it wafting through the air went her nylon-clad soles were revealed.

I held both of her exquisite ankles in the palm of my hand, bringing those richly smooth milky white soles of her feet up to my nostrils to get a good whiff of the diluted lavender oil on her feet. I reach under the hem of her flat front pencil skirt that hit her at knee length and found the fancy comfort lace-top of her nylons.

Her sleek athletic legs were incredibly satiny smooth allowing the nylon fabric hosiery to slide effortlessly down her legs to her exquisite ankles, before sliding up and off her slender and grand Egyptian shaped bare feet. I stuffed the nylons into the toe box of her black peep-toed stiletto pumps with three-and-one-fourth-inch heels on the ground in front of the sofa.

Sitting on my lap were her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished white ten-inch long egyptian shaped grand bare feet. The arches on both her feet were delightfully curved that led into a soft round ball of her foot. Why the other end of her arches led into supple curved heels.

Continue up to shapely toe stems topped with ten equally shaped toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped and painted with deep cherry red colored nail polish. On closer inspection of Anita's feet, her two big toes were the longest on her feet. Why rest of her attractive toes taper off the ends of her feet very beautifully.

She gently scrunched down on her richly soft milky white soles with no hint of roughness or callousness, causing her richly soft milky white skin to roll down, revealing all her impeccable creases across her richly smooth milky white soles of her feet.

Due to Anita's impeccable care of her magnificent bare feet, my thumbs slowly glide from the tips of her toes down to her ankle. Applying firm pressure as Anita released a satisfied groan as the tension was removed from her egyptian shaped bare feet.

Anita suddenly gasped went I started in her delightfully curved arches on both her feet. A susceptible area of her feet with very light pressure soon fell back into her satisfying groans as the tension from her Egyptian shaped bare feet was released. Before long, Anita started to softly giggle as I ran my thumbs up and down her Achilles tendon, with was quite tenacious from years of being a sports superstar.

I moved on to her supple curved heels, moving my thumbs in circular motions over the richly soft milky white skin as the sweat on her feet helped reduce all the friction. I took hold of her foot right under her arch. I placed my thumb and index finger underneath her longest big toe, rotating it slightly to one side before pulling it from top to bottom.

I follow that up by going back to the top of her toe with my thumb and pointer finger to squeeze it. At that very moment, I felt each of her toes become loose and relaxed. Anita started to slightly laugh as I ran my index finger between her toes, another susceptible area of her feet, from the base of her toes to the end of her toes; I did this three more times between her toes.

"Go right ahead, Justice…this was the best foot massage I had," Anita said in a very mellow and relaxed tone as I brought her sweat cover, tapered slender and grand bare feet up to my mouth.

Anita exploded with delirious laughter as I licked off the sweat from her magnificent pair of flawless, unblemished white ten-inch long Egyptian, slender, and grand sensitive bare feet. She was in hysterics in no time as I began to saw my tongue in between her ticklish toes. Anita was screaming in ticklish misery as the sensation shot up her legs and exploded in her mind.

"Ahahahahahahahahaah stop it!! Ahahahahaha!" Anita screamed as she squealed and began giggling again, pleading with Justice to stop.

Anita began giggling and screaming for Justice to stop as his tongue tickled inside the delightfully curved arches of her sensitive, Egyptian.slender and grand bare feet. Anita called in ticklish misery as my tongue continued to lap up the sweat on her horribly ticklish soles and toes replacing her sweet sweat with saliva.

I finally stopped Anita gulped much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs before I floated from her carry-on bag a small towel for her to dry her magnificent Egyptian , slender and grand bare feet of my drool. Once her feet were dry, she stood up and pitter-patter in her magnificent Egyptian shaped bare feet over to her laptop computer sitting on the desk and pressed the send button, E-mailing the report to her boss.

"Justice, would you be a pal and float my shoes over to me," Anita asked politely as I floated her shoes over to her.

Upon receiving her shoes in my bubble, she reaches into the toe box of her pumps and rolls up her removed fancy comfort lace-top nylons before placing them into her carry-on bag next to her with that done.

She popped my magic bubble with her stiletto-cut fingernail with deep cherry red nail polish and dropped her black peep-toed stiletto pumps with three-and-one-fourth heels on the floor to slip them on. Through the holes in front of her pumps, I could clearly see her longer big toes and second toe; the nails on those toes were painted in the same deep cherry red nail polish cut in an oval shape which looked even more impeccable bare.

“Well, Justice, let's head home; I am beat and want to change out of my uniform into something more comfortable. I have so much to tell you about this job, and my magnificent tapered slender and grand bare feet need a good tickle.” Anita said as she slid her laptop computer into her carry-on bag.

"Sure, Anita," I said as I hugged her because she needed it.

Friendship CH 4

It was slightly cold and damp in San Dartmoor pony city in San Dartmoor Pony County; it was a lingering reminder of the early morning rain in the air and the changing of the seasons from a wet winter to a warm spring that had yet to arrive in Califoalnia. I walk down the windward gray water-resistant laminate hallway as the hall monitor calls 'Two Minutes!!' till the third-period bell rings.

My steady, deliberate steps echoed in the hallway of Queensway Eclipse Academy, my high school in San Dartmoor Pony County. I made my way through the slowly decreasing crowded hallway heading to my third-period class. I carried a healthy one hundred fifty-two pounds on my five-foot and nine-inch frame. Considering I spend most of my time in the school library tutoring various student body members in every type of academic to ensure they graduated.

It is good that it is my senior year at the Queensway Eclipse Academy, and I have already met my requirements to graduate. This third-period class is just for padding, and I don't need it plus, advanced biology sounded interesting. Besides, I was firmly told by the chemistry teacher not to retake his class; he wanted to teach the other students. Plus, I could find all the curriculum in the school library to read and take notes on the subject.

I walked into the classroom, picked a desk toward the back of the room, and started taking out my books. I took this place in the back so the other students couldn't cheat by looking over my shoulders to get the answers to the questions. As the bell rang, running into the classroom was gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with a fern green mane and tail. Her five feet and four inch curvaceous equine figure were in a red and white cheerleading outfit.

On her eleven-and-one-third inch, long, flawless and unblemished shaped pearly purple bare feet with baby blue colored toenail polish were red ankle socks and white sneakers. This unicorn mare was High school cheerleader Emerald Luster the most popular unicorn mare in Queensway Eclipse Academy in San Dartmoor Pony County.

I was not as popular as Emerald Luster, but I was the most disliked because she was my girlfriend and closest friend in school. This all started a few days earlier went High school cheerleader Emerald Luster was sent to the school library for tutoring by her cheerleader coach so she could improve her grades or be off the cheer team till her grades improved.

I was tipped off by a buddy of mine that a cheerleader would be coming to tutoring with me. At the time, I didn't know it would be the most popular unicorn mare at the school Miss Emerald Luster, so I thanked my buddy for the tip and gathered the books from all the classes to begin tutoring the cheerleader in the curriculum.

It started to feel like spring; it was getting relatively warm that day; the cheerleader was scheduled to come for tutoring, so I put together all the material to begin tutoring my student. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the library door opened by my student. I saw stress lines form on the cheerleader's brow as she walked into the library carrying her books tightly against her curvaceous equine body.

I was nervous because my cheerleader practice went overtime that day, so I quickly ran to my locker from the sports field to get my books to head to the library to begin my first day of tutoring with my tutor. The school library was tranquil and quieter than expected for a busy day. So I wouldn't missed my first day of tutoring with my tutor, Justice.

“Huh?” I said that went I saw an average-looking unicorn stallion walk up to me.

“Are you the cheerleader?” He asked, pretending he didn't know that I was a cheerleader despite me still wearing my red and white cheerleading outfit.

He waited for me to answer as he looked me over a little bit, taking in the sight of my curvaceous equine figure standing before him as most of the stallion student body did, went they first met me. At the time, I didn't notice his cobalt blue eyes falling onto my red ankle socks and white sneakers I was wearing on my lower extremities. I couldn't even imagine that he wondered what my pearly purple bare feet looked like out of my sneakers and socks. That strange quirk kept us together well beyond our days in high school and our professional days at dayspring corporation in the future.

"I am…the name is Emerald Luster. Are you my tutor?" I asked politely, still unaware that Justice was trying to imagine what my pearly purple bare feet looked like walking around nude on the comfy carpet of the school library.

"I am…the name is Justice Silverlight. Don't think me impolite, Miss Luster? But you are the most popular unicorn cheerleader at the Queensway Eclipse Academy, right?" I commented, pretending I was ignorant of the high school rumor mill surrounding this gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with fern green mane and tail.

"Well, Mr. Silverlight…I hope you don't get drawn into the school's rumor mill about me. Some rumours are made-up stories to lower my social standing in high school by bitter rivals." Emerald said hotly as she stomped her foot on the comfy carpet of the school library and squealed angrily about it.

With that, I set to work tutoring High School Cheerleader Emerald Luster in all the subjects she had to improve in to improve her grades and stay on the Cheer squad. Over the next several months, Emerald and I became friends; we regularly talked on the phone, discussing various topics. Through the course of our phone conversations, I learned quite a bit about high school Cheerleader Emerald Luster.

Then in one of our phone conversations, Emerald asked me to find her the following day after her cheerleader practice. Emerald was very excited about something that had happened to her. The next day I make my way to the high school sports field to meet up with Emerald after her cheerleader practice.

‘I wonder why Emerald wanted me to find her at the sports field today.’ I thought, making my way to the sports field where the cheer squad holds their cheerleader practice every other week.

"Hey, Emerald!" I called went I spotted my gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with fern green mane and tail standing by the bleachers squeezing cool water into her mouth from her water bottle, wearing her red and white cheerleading outfit with her red ankle socks and white sneakers on. Before I could react, she placed her water bottle on the bleachers next to her and ran up to me before wrapping her arms around me and giving me a lovely hug.

"Thank you so much, Justice…because my grades are better than they have ever been. The cheerleader coach has appointed me cheerleader Captain for the squad." Emerald said, grateful and proud, as I saw Emerald’s face flushed with happiness with the news.

"You are welcome, Emerald, but that doesn't explain why you want me to find you at the sports field?" I commented as I saw Emerald's sky-blue eyes shining with pleasure, and she chuckled softly at me.

"Well, Mr. Silverlight, because you are the one that helps me make cheerleader captain…I will grant you one wish from me…That is why I ask you to come to find me after cheerleader practice. I don't want anyone else to know that I do this." Emerald explains as the breath catches in my throat with what she said, and my heart pounds.

"Any wish, Emerald?" I said as I struggled to control the quavering voice and to make doubly sure that what she said was right.

"That's what I say, Justice; any wish," Emerald said, reassuring me as I couldn't contain my excitement anymore.

"I would like to see you barefooted, Emerald!" I blurt out as the unicorn mare gape in stunned silence at my wish she must grant.

At that very moment, I discovered that my closest friend Justice had a huge mare foot fetish for beautiful mares like me. As my equine face glazed with shock, I couldn't believe my luck in finding a stallion who loved mare feet like he did. I am happy with being gifted with such a curvaceous equine body, the only thing any stallion ever looks at. Being friends with Justice for so long, he sees the whole mare and not just her body and looks. I was more than happy to let him see me barefooted. But what happened next all most broke up our friendship that day.

"(blush) well, if you wish to see little old me barefooted, I will grant it," I said, reassuring as we walked up the stairs of the bleachers toward the top where Justice could take my shoes and socks off.

Once we both got comfortable on the bleachers, I brought my red ankle socks and white sneakers clad feet onto the bench in front of Justice to fully his wish from him. He wasted no time and untied my sneakers and removed my socks. Left revealed in the warm sunlight of the bleachers was my magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet. The arches had a delicate curve that led into a smooth round ball of my foot, which is why other ends of my arches led into supple, round heels.

It continues up to my shapely toe stems that are topped with my ten symmetrical shaped toes; each of my toenails was beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with a pale gold colored nail polish. A closer look at my toes reveals that my two big toes were the longest on my feet.why the rest of my toes taper off so elegantly from my foot at forty-five degrees downwards angle.

The skin on the bottom of my feet was creamy and soft to the touch. Even back then I took extraordinary care of my feet rubbing them daily with a diffuse mixture of lavender and sandalwood essential oil that I mixed into my moisturizer to keep my feet supple. I was lured into a false sense of security as Justice was so gentle with my susceptible flawless, unblemished slender and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet.

"Huh!?" I exclaimed, discovering that I couldn't move my feet as Justice cast a hold spell on my ankles, locking them on the metal bench in front of him.

"No!" I shouted as Justice cast another spell on my big toes, pulling them back and effectively immobilizing them.

"Please ahahahahah! Please ahahahahah!! Stop it! Ahahahahahah!" I pleaded as he used a very light touch with his fingers causing a tingling sensation that made me laugh.

"Please!!!" I giggled as he started tickling the ends and pads of my ten symmetrical-shaped toes with his fingers.

"Noohohohoho! N-not my feeheeheeherheet! Eeeeheehahahaha!" I said, protesting as he moved his fingers underneath, tickling my shapely toe stems, causing me to writhe and try to kick to get my feet free from the hold spell.

I exploded with maniacal laughter as he started to tickle between my ten symmetrical shaped toes taking his time to hit in-between each of my toe joints, causing me to scream with laughter. I was in hysterics in no time, with the sensations shooting up long unicorn legs and exploding in my mind.

"Ahahahahahahahahaah stop it!! Ahahahahaha!" I screamed as he started to tickle the tops of my ten symmetrical-shaped toes.

I squealed and began to giggle again, pleading with Justice to stop; his fingers landed in the most sensitive spot of my slender and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet, the delicately curved arches of both my feet.

I began to giggle and scream at him to stop; his fingertips inside my arches really tickled. I cried in ticklish misery as my horribly ticklish soles and toes were exploited for about an hour or for eternity from my view. My unending pleading and begging turned into broken tears as the assaults on my susceptible flawless, unblemished slender, and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet suddenly stopped as they started.

When I felt that my ankles were free, I yanked my Egyptian shaped bare feet off the bench and seized my red ankle socks and white sneakers from the nearby bench. I run down the aluminum staircase in tears but only make it to the stairs leading off the bleachers. That went; I heard deep, sad weeping from the stallion that tickled me just a few minutes ago without my permission. I slowly pitter-patter in my bare feet back up the stairs and sat on the bench in front of Justice.

I told him immediately that I was very angry with him tickling me without my permission; you do not do that to a friend without asking her first, and she allows it. What I said just upset Justice even more. I took a deep breath calming my anger, then asked him why he did it. The answer he gave me caused the breath to catch in my throat.

“You love me?” Emerald said in shock as Justice nodded his head.

"Why did you not come out immediately to tell me, Justice? The truth, Justice, is that I love you too." Emerald said with a caring demeanor as she kissed him on the cheek.

“Why would a gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with fern green mane and tail like you want to be around a not very popular or good-looking stallion like me?" Justice said, degrading himself as Emerald squealed at him and stomped her barefoot on the ground, telling him that was quite enough.

"I don't know why you think I am just looking for a popular or good-looking stallion. I might have been born like this, but that doesn't mean it is so. Most of the stallions I know like me for what I look like! But you are different; you see me as a whole mare, not just my looks." Emerald said irately as her sky-blue eyes narrowed with contempt toward him, telling Justice you better think twice about contradicting her statement.

“Will you?” Justice asked hesitantly as Emerald pretended to be perplexed as she checked the pale gold-colored nail polish on the nails of her five-fingered hand.

"I never say I wouldn't," Emerald said, relaxed as she brought one of her susceptible flawless, unblemished slender, and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet up. In reach of Justice grip and wiggled her five symmetrical-shaped toes with pale gold-colored nail polish in front of Justice.

"Besides, it would be in my best interest to become your girlfriend, Justice. My susceptible flawless, unblemished slender, and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet would thank me for it." Emerald explained casually as she allowed Justice to seize her slender ankle and run his finger up and down her creamy soft sole sending a tingling sensation up her leg and exploding in her mind.

It was the evening a few years later, after the end of the workday at the Canterlot Trade center in downtown Los Ungulas in Califoalnia, in the Office of Chief Marketing Officer Justice Silverlight. Sitting on top of his desk with her long unicorn legs crossed was a gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with a fern green A-line styled mane and tail. Her 5ft 9in curvaceous equine figure was attired in a blue ribbon three-fourths inch sleeves side-tie top and deep black curvy-fit pants. On her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant bare feet were black Dea slingback pumps with one-fourth heel. This pearly purple unicorn mare was Chief Creative Officer Emerald Luster for Dayspring Corporation.

"If I remember what you told me, Emerald. I may do anything I like to your sensitive feet. as long as you speak to me after the end of the workday," Justice commented as he pondered her flawless and unblemished pearly purple slender and elegant barefoot inside her slingback pump.

"That's what I say, Justice," Emerald answered as she felt the band sliding off her supple, round heel before watching it removed from her high foot.

With the slingback pump, remove left reveal was magnificent flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant barefoot. The arches of her feet had a delicate curve that led into a smooth round ball of her foot. Why other ends of her arc led into a supple, round heel.

Continue up to shapely toe stems topped with five symmetrical shaped toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with shimmering gold crushed glitter nail polish. The skin on the bottom of her foot was creamy and soft to the touch.

Justice rests her supple, round heel in the palm of his hand and places the tip of his finger at the base of her five symmetrical toes above the smooth round ball of her foot before placing firm pressure on his finger pads, running it down her creamy soft sole. This sends electrical impulses shooting up her long unicorn leg and exploding in her mind.

"Hahahahaah, oh, that tickles Hehehehaha!" Emerald laughs as Justice continues running his finger up and down Emerald's flawless and unblemished pearly purple slender and elegant barefoot.

"N-nomohohohore!" Emerald screamed as she didn't notice that he floated her other Dea slingback pump with one and one-fourth heel off her other foot, leaving her barefooted

"Ah! Hah! Calming down." Emerald said as she blinked with surprise went Justice uncrossed her leg and brought her other barefoot up to his lips.

"I like the taste of a gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare's barefoot," Justice said, pretending to be obsessed as he kissed licks and sucked every inch of Emerald's flawless and unblemished pearly purple slender and elegant barefoot.

As he savoured every crease, fold, crevice and hollow upon her flawless and unblemished pearly purple slender and elegant barefoot with his smooth lips and flexible tongue, this caused Emerald's blood pressure to increase quickly with the excitement.

Her pulse rate begins racing as she feels the subdued suction upon her five symmetrical shaped toes on top of her shapely toe stems. The tip of his tongue inside his mouth, gently tickling the creamy soft skin on the underside of the soft toe pads of her foot, increases her heart rate. A sudden spurt of adrenaline courses through Emerald's veins as he places her other foot into his mouth.

He simultaneously begins sucking on all her ten symmetrical shaped toes on top of her shapely toe stems. The tip of his tongue inside his mouth gently tickles all her shapely toe stems, sending more pleasurable sensations up her long, athletic and shapely unicorn legs that explode in her mind once again. As she comes close to her climax, Justice extracts her flawless and unblemished pearly purple slender and elegant bare feet from his mouth.

He begins rubbing the top of her feet with his thumbs, calming her overstimulated curvaceous unicorn mare's body. Soon she brings her slender and shapely well-manicured hand with the same shimmering gold crushed glitter nail polish on her toes up to her chest and places it over her heart. As Emerald's breath begins to slow, she takes control of her overstimulated curvaceous unicorn mare’s body.

Soon a royal gold magic aura formed on Emerald's medium-sized spiral horn in the center of her forehead before forming around a French gray washcloth in Justice's desk drawer and floating it into her hand to wipe the sweat off the base of her spiral horn and her wedge-shaped equine head. Slowly Emerald lifts her head up as a knowing smile forms on Emerald's wedge-shaped equine head, followed by fits of titter laughter.

She scooted in front of Justice and held her saliva cover flawless and unblemished pearly purple slender and elegant bare feet aloft in front of him. He reaches into the same desk drawer, pulls out a medium-sized towel, and begins to dry his saliva from her flawless and unblemished pearly purple slender and elegant bare feet for her as they talk.

"You are just as mean as ever, Mr. Silverlight (placing her well-manicured finger on the end of his snout). I should have guessed went you removed only one of my Dea slingback pumps from my foot, you would get me going by tickling my sensitive foot like that (kissing him on his cheek). Because you know me so well, Justice." Emerald said playfully, annoyed as Justice dried her ten symmetrical shaped toes in between her shapely toe stems with the towel.

"Don't forget Miss Luster (placing the tip of his finger on the end of her snout). You were the first mare I called my girlfriend in high school." Justice said as tears streamed down her cheeks because she knew he was gracious toward her.

"You know that a lie, Justice. I was every stallion's girlfriend who wanted to get lucky with a gorgeous unicorn mare like me. You were the first stallion to see me, not a mare to get lucky with." Emerald explains as she places her magnificent dried pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple slender and elegant bare feet on his thighs.

Super Star P2 CH 5

It is the first half of the summer semester at the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas; with Basketball and Football season still months away, the university cheerleader squad only meets for cheerleader practice once every two weeks. This has allowed Head University Cheerleader Emerald Luster to concentrate on her Business major until the cheerleader season begins again.

As I make my way around the bleachers in the sports field, I spot my room mare and friend, Emerald Luster, waiting for me to arrive; we live together off campus; we still love to meet as our business classes begin and end at different times every day. My equine face flushed with happiness upon seeing Emerald attired in a blazing yellow mare's V-neck short-sleeve T-shirt and black mare's fit solution ultra sculpt Ponte ankle pants.

But what got my heart pounding was her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch long slender and elegant Egyptian shaped mare’s bare feet in black ankle strap flat sandals with one-half inch heels.

“Hey, emerald!” I called as she gestured for me to join her on the bleachers. I made my way up the aluminum staircase to join Emerald on the bleachers.

"So Emerald, why did you want me to meet you in the sports field?" I inquired as I stared at her tantalizing flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven and one-third inch long slender and elegant Egyptian shaped mare's bare feet with marigold yellow colored nail polish in her sandals.

"I got on good authority the athletic director that a new transfer student from Califoalnia state university to the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas and her coach workout at the same time every day let see what this transfer student looked like. We have some time to kill before her workout. So what do you want to do?" Emerald asked as I had a massive smile on my snout.

With that, I suggested a little endurance test for my best friend Emerald Luster; all she has to do is sit crossed-legged, one knee tossed casually over the other on the bench, while I tickle her feet through her sandals. If at any time she uncrosses her legs during the tickle torture, she loses the endurance test. As competitive as Emerald is, she snorts at me and challenges me to make her uncross her legs.

Meanwhile, in the locker room beneath the stadium was a gorgeous-looking white pegasi mare with a Spanish blue mane and tail. Her physically fit 5ft 7in equine figure was attired in a heath gray mare's V-neck short sleeve T-shirt, and on her athletic white legs were gray mid-rise moisture-wicking ankle leggings. Bright rose training shoes were on her ten inches long, flawless, and unblemished white-shaped tapered bare feet with electric red toenail polish. Plus, folded on her back were her standard-sized white-feathered bird wings.

This Pegasi mare was sports superstar Anita Storm chaser, the new transfer student from Califoalnia state university to the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas and an old high school friend of Justice Silverlight and Emerald Luster.

As Anita finishes her warm-up stretch in the locker room, she is joined by a beautiful pale, light grayish cornflower blue pegasi mare with light scarlet and orange mane and tail. Her sleek 5ft 9in equine figure was attired in a yellow mare's scoop neck sleeveless tank top, and on her athletic legs were Buckingham rose high-rise ankle leggings.

On her, ten inches long Greek and square-shaped bare feet with golden yellow toenail polish were yellow-white sneakers. Why, inside her shoes, her second toe was the longest, and the rest were the same length. Plus, folded on her back were her standard-sized pale light grayish cornflower blue-feathered bird wings.

This Pegasi mare was Coach Wendy windy whistle Dash. Miss Dash has been sports superstar Anita Storm chaser's coach since high school, racked up many accolades in the athletic circles, and was the youngest to compete in the Equestrian games and win gold in several events.

"How are you, Anita?" Wendy's inquiry was concerned about her star athlete mental state that cost her the state title from Califoalnia state university went she got into a fight with another competitor at the competition that she would have won.

"Wendy, how will this be any different than before?" Anita inquires, her voice a lifeless monotone as a single tear runs down from her sky-blue eyes down her white cheek, splashing on her outstretched leg.

"Wendy, you know as well as me there were only two other ponies that kept my head in the game." Anita comments, her voice cracking as she wipes the tear off her cheek with the back of her hand.

"I know Anita….Justice Silverlight and Emerald Luster. The two unicorns for high school. Emerald was your best motivator, and Justice, I could have used him in many of our tough competitions. He could look at a sports venue and tell me where you might have trouble. But after graduation from high school, I lost track of them." Wendy said, discouraged as she hugged Anita and told her to take her time and come out of the locker room; it was just practice.

'Oh, I wish…I knew where those two Unicorns went to college. I would have tried to get Anita registered at that college if I did.' Wendy thought sourly as she walked onto the field and heard hysterical mare’s laughter coming from the nearby bleachers.

A spasm of irritation crossed Wendy’s face went she spotted the two unicorns doing something on the bleachers that were making all the noise. She opened her pale, light grayish cornflower blue feathered bird wings and flew toward the two unicorns. To get their names to report them and chase them off. Wendy's moderately cerise-colored eyes blink with surprise as she looks at the two unicorns sitting on the bleachers and lands.

"Justice and Emerald, how many times have I told you both to do that someplace else!?" Wendy said bluntly; as the two unicorns’ stomach knots went, they heard the mare's voice next to them.

"Huh! Wendy! Coach!" Justice and Emerald said simultaneously looked at the Pegasus mare standing next to them. Who is not surprised to find them together like this?

“Well, Miss Luster and Mr. Silverlight…I see you still like torturing this gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare." Wendy said, knowing, studying the two unicorns acutely as she noticed Justice's hands around Emerald's sandal-clad foot and Emerald out of breath.

"Don't give us that look, Miss Dash…you enjoyed this kind of treatment back in the day." Emerald retorted as Wendy's feathered bird wings twitched with the statement, and her moderate cerise eyes blinked with incredulity.

“Hey! I am not that old, Emerald!" Wendy said sourly as both unicorns chuckled into the back of their hands.

"Hey, Justice, let's call this a tie; plus, I'll live up to the deal as if I lose," Emerald suggested as she uncrossed her elegant, slim, muscular unicorn's legs.

"Sure, Emerald," I said as she kissed me on my cheek and smiled at me.

“So the new transfer student is Anita…we should have guessed that, Emerald! (Emerald nodded her head yes) Who else would it be? Especially went you say it was Pegasi mare.” I commented as Emerald re-crossed her elegant and slim muscular unicorn's legs, and I ran my finger along the bridge of her bare foot.

“How is Anita doing anyway?” Emerald asked as her five symmetrical shaped toes curled inside her sandal, reacting to the delicate touch along the bridge of her bare foot.

"Not well…her competitiveness got a lot worse since graduation from high school with you two. At our last competition, she got into a fight with a competitor…It was set off by an innocent comment. Because she got into a fight, she was disqualified by an official from the competition for unsportsmanlike conduct; the Califoalnia state university board was not too happy about it and sanctioned her." Wendy said, her voice edged with tension as Emerald and I gawked in disbelief at what the coach told us.

"So is that the reason she transferred from Califoalnia state university to the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas (Wendy reluctantly nodded her head)," I comment as I ran the tip of my finger along the instep of Emerald's Egyptian shaped barefoot.

"After the sanctions were put in place…the rest of her teammates refuse to team up with her. Fearing she would start a fight with them…After some fancy negotiation with the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas board, they approved the transfer." Wendy explained.

"So I will assume that you want us to once again become part of the team like from high school, coach?” Emerald comment as we both look at each other.

"Oh, would you Justice and Emerald…That will be wonderful." Wendy said excitedly as we nodded both our heads.

For the next few minutes, we discuss how to proceed with our roles in team Stormchaser. Meanwhile, down in the locker room of the stadium, Sports superstar Anita Stormchaser has been trying her best to get herself motivated, but her heart is just not into it now.

As Anita heard the sound of walking toward her, her sky blue eyes moist with joy, the second Pegasus was accompanied by two familiar-looking unicorns.

"Justice! Emerald! Is it really you?" Anita said reluctantly but ran up to two of them and hugged them. After a quick reunion of three old high school friends, the coach smiled at them and left the locker room.

"The coach told us you have become more competitive to start a fight with the other competitor over an innocent comment. Anita, do you remember the punishment for that?" I asked as Anita's sky blue eyes were transfixed with horror, watching Emerald slip behind her as she tried to keep me at safe distances by slowly backpedalling.

"I am not a filly anymore; that punishment will not work on me anymore," Anita said, her voice strained as beads of perspiration formed on her forehead, trying to figure out where Emerald went.

"Since reuniting with Emerald, I have discovered that young mare's feet get more sensitive over time…so the punishment works much better on young mare's feet than filly feet," I explained as Anita swallowed a lump in her throat.

"I am speaking from experience, Anita. That punishment is worse on my unicorn young mare's feet than ever." Emerald comments as Anita bumps into Emerald behind her, and she quickly applies a bear hug on her.

"By all the mercies, let me go! Let me go! Please don't tickle my feet!" Anita's voice explodes out of her as she struggles to break free of Emerald's bear hug, knowing her feet are more sensitive than ever.

"Come on, Justice, cast the hold spell on this Pegasus! She got a lot stronger as a young mare, and it getting pretty hard to keep her in this bear hug while she struggles." Emerald's voice grows maniacal as I quickly snap my finger, binding the struggling Pegasus.

"Sorry about that, Emerald…I should have guessed she grew stronger being a younger mare." I said apologetically as Emerald kissed me on my cheek, and we looked at bond Pegasus sitting on the ground.

“Shall we punish our little Pegasus?” I asked as Emerald polite laugh and nodded her head as Anita shook her head frantically no.

"P-P-P-Pleases! I promise it will never happen again!" Anita cries out in a voice raw with terror as Emerald, and I hold her over our heads and carry her into the training room, where several tables are set up to examine injured athletes.

“The adjacent training room should fit our needs perfectly, Justice. I know no one should be in the training room for today; it is empty." Emerald explains as a sickening wave of terror wells up from Anita's belly; went she hears what Emerald says and spots the key that appeared in Emerald's hand to open the door.

The blood drains from Anita’s face upon being carried into a significant eighteen by thirty square foot room with plenty of bright ambient lighting and track lighting. Hanging over a long wooden table was very bright pendant lighting.

"No!" Anita shrieked as Emerald and I lay the trapped Pegasus on top of the tables.

"The coach told us you have been a bad little Pegasus," I said as Emerald and I made our way down to Anita's feet as stress lines formed on her brow.

"Please!!! It was not my fault!!!" Anita's voice shrill with terror shaking her head frantically, watching us make our way down to her trapped sensitive shoed feet.

"Now, Anita? You would agree to this punishment if you got too competitive…I would say start a fight deemed too competitive…Right." I said as Anita stopped struggling and lay there quietly.

As nauseating spurts of adrenaline coursed through Anita's veins, as her friends began to untie the laces of her shoes on her training shoes. Her arms blossoms with goosebumps feeling the shoes being removed from her sock-covered feet.

"What do you think, Emerald, with or without?" I asked, as it was a warm day today, and Emerald was wearing sandals upon her flawless and unblemished slender and elegant peasant-shaped bare feet.

"Well, Justice, I am partial to bare feet and with the sweat that Anita's feet produce, it should tickle more…do you think?" Emerald answered

"Well, you can't argue with that…so without it is," I replied as we pulled the socks off Anita's feet; her equine face was etched in desperation with her feet being bare.

Her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished white ten-inch long tapered, slender and grand bare feet were held to the table with my hold spell. The arches on both her feet were delightfully curved that led into a soft round ball of her foot. Why the other end of her arches led into supple curved heels.

Continue up to shapely toe stems topped with ten equally shaped toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed, shaped, and painted with electric red toenail polish colored nail polish. On closer inspection of Anita's feet, her two big toes were the longest on her feet. Why rest of her cute toes taper off the ends of her feet very beautifully.

On her richly soft milky white soles with no hint of roughness or callousness, she gently scrunched down her shapely toe stems. They are topped with ten equally shaped toes, causing her richly soft milky white skin to roll down, revealing all the impeccable creases across her feet' richly smooth milky white soles.

We were both surprised that Anita still takes impeccable care of her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished white ten-inch long tapered, slender and grand bare feet. We were immediately hit by the floral scent of diluted lavender on the soles of Anita's feet. The warm temperature that her feet produced heated up the essential oil sending it wafting through the air went her socks were removed, revealing her richly smooth milky white soles.

"Justice and Emerald…I know it was my fault for starting those stupid fights over nothing. If you don't punish me. I will wear sports sandals allowing you to tickle me anytime you like. Now that I know you go to school here as well." Anita said, accepting as the hold spell was broken, allowing Anita to sit up.

Then is a soft flutter of soft feathery bird wings that whoosh through the air as Anita flaps her wing to get into a standing position. It was followed immediately by soft and delicate pip-pops of the smooth round balls of her flawless and unblemished feet, making an impact with the cement slab of this empty training room went she landed.

The Theater P1 CH 6

It is the last performance of the play Cinderella for the drama club at the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas, at the Cloudy Quartz campus theater located on the school's main campus. I bet you are wondering how two business students and one hospitality student got involved with the play Cinderella and the drama club.

To clarify who we are, I am Business Student and third football coach Justice Silverlight; the second student is Business Student and Head university cheerleader Emerald Luster and finally, Sports superstar and Hospitality student Anita Stormchaser. I and my two mares’ live together off-campus at a townhouse complex six blocks down from the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas main campus. We have been friends since high school in San Dartmoor pony city in San Dartmoor Pony County in Cailfoalnia.

With that out of the way, it was yet another warm summer day in Cailfoalnia; both my mares were dressed for the warm season and were sporting crisscross basket weave strappy gladiator sandals upon their magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished slender and elegant bare feet. This day the three of us were making our way to 'the repository,' a newly built café outside the 'Athenaeum,' the main campus library at the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas.

Today was the first time the three of us had the same day off from our classes which is very rare nowadays, with all three of us working and going to school simultaneously. As we passed in front of the Cloudy Quartz Theater, the front doors burst open through the opening came a wild-eyed captivating light yellow pegasi mare with a baby pink feathered layer straight mane and tail. Her sleekly muscular 5ft 2in equine figure was in a sharp purple mare's crew neck short-sleeve T-shirt and light indigo capris pants.

On her light yellow long narrow shapely, and refined tapered bare feet were black heather platform-heeled sandals with two-inch block heels. Protruding from under the thick front straps were her comfy, slender, inviting, perfect toes that had a striking look with little plush and were well pedicured.

Her big toes were the longest on her feet, so her remaining toes gracefully taper off her feet. Folded on her back were her modest-sized light yellow feathered bird wings. This pegasi mare was Biology Student and drama club member Beatrice Flutter Shy. I befriended this other pegasi mare at the 'repository' café outside the ‘Athenaeum’ at the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas main campus library. This Pegasi mare works as a waitress at the café and is liked by the customers and staff.

“Whoa! Bea!" I exclaimed as she almost tackled me went she came running out of the theater at full speed. I noticed the single gold soled clear, pointed, toed slip-on stiletto pump with a four-inch heel in her hand. It looked too big for Beatrice's foot to wear.

"Oh, I am sorry, Justice," Beatrice said apologetically, her moderate cyan eyes haunted by some inner anxiety as my two mares sighed in relief. I was not run over by this other pegasi.

"But anyway, Bea…that stiletto pump you are holding is too big for your foot. So what are you going to do with it?" I asked as a spasm of irritation crossed Bea's face went I mentioned it.

"Yes! I know it is too big for the actress playing the part of Cinderella in this play I put together or me! The prop house sent the wrong size shoes! Now I must find some pony that wears a mare's size thirteen to play Cinderella by this evening! It going to be a huge pain!" Beatrice said sharply as I looked toward the feet of my two mares listening.

"Well, Bea…Emerald over there wears a mare's size thirteen shoes." I mention as Emerald's face glazed with shock, and before Emerald could reply, Bea had her sits down on the nearby bench. Bea lifted her leg up and unzipped her sandal before removing it and slipping the pump on her foot.

“By the light…your foot fits the shoe perfectly! I must say that flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant Egyptian shaped barefoot looks so fetching in that clear plastic shoe. Plus, that delicately curved arch of yours really enhances the shoe." Beatrice said, complementing as I knew that Bea hooked Emerald with the complement of her foot.

"All right, Miss Pegasi…I'll play a part in the show…But you must find parts for Justice and Anita in the show too, or no deal." Emerald said as Anita and I looked at each other at Emerald's suggestion.

"Mmmm, it's good that the original actress and actor both failed their mid-term exam at college, so two parts are open. Let's see, Justice, you will be playing the part of the Prince. As for Miss Stormchaser, you will be playing the part of the Fairy Godmother." Beatrice comments as Emerald's sky-blue eyes sparkle went she hears that I will be playing the part of the Prince.

Emerald has always felt that I was her Prince because I saw the whole mare and not just certain parts of her. Before we could protest, we were shoved into the theater by both Emerald and Beatrice ushered us backstage, where we met another unicorn mare friend of mine, a fashion student.

As part of one of my business classes, I had to talk with a student of a different major that could have some business purpose, so I picked a fashion student. Talking to several other students, they suggested Miss Radiance as she wanted to begin her own fashion house after graduating. We walked backstage and standing in front of a mannequin with a tape measure hanging off her neck and a pair of red reading glasses on her snout. Was an attractive looking light gray unicorn mare with a well-styled moderate indigo blue corkscrew curled mane and tail.

Her 5ft 7in slender and elegant equine figure was attired in a bachelor button blue mare's V-neck elbow-length blouse and navy blue colored knee-length A-line skirt. Her shapely and well-defined legs were visible from the hemline of her dress. Why, on her excellent pedicure, ten and third-inch long peasant-shaped bare feet sported a mare's size ten black mare's fize peep-toed pumps with three and one-fourth-inch cone heels.

Through the opening in front of the pumps, you could clearly see that the first, second and third toes were the same length, which is why her last two toes taper off her feet so elegantly. The slight opening of her V-neck blouse reveals her ample-sized breasts with a pink silk bra holding them in the right place. This unicorn mare was Miss Rarity Radiance, a fashion student at the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas and the costume designer for this production at the Cloudy Quartz Theater.

"Huh? Well, hello darling, good to see you again, Justice." Rarity said, friendly as she hugged me and noticed the other two mares with me.

"I am going to guess that these other mares are with you, darling. Are Miss Emerald Luster and Miss Anita Stormchaser your friends since high school? I must say, Justice, these mares are gorgeous; no wonder many stallions and mares are jealous of you. You gather together some of the most beautiful of equine kind. So I guess that little old me and Beatrice are now part of that exclusive group." Rarity comments as she blushes. Be part of that exclusive group that Justice has put together and call friends.

"With that out of the way, Justice. What is the reason for visiting little old me?" Rarity's inquiry; before I could answer, Beatrice explained the situation to Rarity, and she nodded her equine head.

“So you and your two mares are taking over the parts of the Prince, Cinderella because your mare’s feet fit the shoes and the fairy godmother because the original actor and actress failed their mid-term exam." Rarity explained as she looked me over a few times before commenting.

"Well, Justice, you are about the same height as the original actor. So I don't have to adjust the costume too much to fit you. I can do that later… right now, I have to focus on Emerald and Anita's costumes; they are not the same height or build as the original actresses." Rarity explains as she whinnies to her costume staff backstage to get their attention so they can adjust the costumes to fit the new actresses.

I was escorted by Director Beatrice Flutter shy to a medium size twelve by sixteen square foot room painted in a soft green color scheme; this room in the theater was called the green room. It had a gray convertible chaise sectional.

In front was a black rectangular coffee table; on end sat an upholstered club chair. Against one wall was a small tan wood pub table for placing snacks for the actors and actresses. I was surprised that Director Beatrice Flutter shy served herself a glass of soft apple cider, from a minor pitcher on the pub table before plopping down on the chaise lounge, stretching out her long pegasi legs in front and relaxing.

"(softly chuckle); their not much I can do right now with Rarity adjusting the costumes. Everything else is fine." Beatrice said serenely as my cobalt blue eyes followed her long pegasi legs down to her feet contained in her platform-heeled sandals with two-inch block heels, at which time she wiggled her ten comfy slender and inviting perfect toes.

“(softly chuckle again) go right ahead, Justice, if you want to take my sandals off me. Be my guest." Beatrice said, inviting as I stood up and walked over to the chaise lounge she was sitting on.

As I approached the chaise lounge, I watched Beatrice fold her long pegasi legs close to her buttocks so I could sit down on the end of the chaise lounge. As I was getting comfortable, Beatrice habitually played with her ten comfy slender and inviting perfect toes waiting for me to set in on end. Once I got comfortable, she unfolded her long pegasi legs and rested them on my lap.

With the heat that her feet were producing, I picked up the slight whiff of dilute jasmine and lavender essential oil that she mixes into her moisturizer to keep her feet nice and soft. Beatrice's equine face flushed with happiness upon hearing the soft jingles of the gold buckles on her sandals coming undone on her ankles. Her moderately cyan-colored eyes shone with pleasure, feeling the sandals removed from her feet and set down beside the chaise lounge she was sitting on.

With the sandals removed, her irresistible light yellow long narrow, shapely and refined peasant-shaped bare feet with mint green toenail polish were revealed. The arches on both her feet were delightfully curved that led into a soft round ball of her foot. Why the other end of her arches led into supple curved heels. She had comfy slender, inviting, perfect toes that had a striking look to them with little plush and were well pedicured.

The first, second and third toes were the same length, and why last two toes taper off her feet very seductively. The light yellow sexy soles of her feet were incredibly smooth and soft from the outstanding care them that easily wrinkle went she scrunches her toes down. Beatrice's whole pegasi body trembled went I ran the pads of my fingers down her light yellow sexy, and sensitive soles. Beatrice opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out.

Her body continued to tremble as her shapely chest rose and fell rhythmically, but her laughter was silent. The only sound in the room that could be heard was the soft scratching of my fingers against the light yellow sexy and sensitive bare soles of her irresistible delicate yellow long narrow and shapely, refined peasant-shaped bare feet with mint green toenail polish. The moment I stopped scratching the skin on the bottom of her feet, she finally exhaled and removed her feet from on top of my lap.

"(Kissing me on my cheek). I know how much you like tasting a mare's feet. But because of the sandals I was wearing, my feet didn't sweat for today. But if you stop by the café near closing time, where I am wearing my sneakers and socks, I am always locking up. At that time, my feet are sweaty and might be the sweetest." Beatrice suggested as she used her feather bird wing like a hand and scooped her sandals off the floor into her hand.

"Oh, before I leave…why you were trying to get me to laugh by tickling my light yellow sexy and sensitive bare soles. I was texted by Rarity. she finished the alteration to your mare's costumes and is getting you for your alteration. She also told me that your mares got a phone call on their cell phones and told her to tell you that they would meet you back home to practice the parts. So don't rush." Beatrice said casually as she pip-pops in her irresistible light yellow long narrow and shapely, and refined peasant-shaped bare feet with mint green toenail polish out of the room into the hall.

The pip-pops of Beatrice's irresistible light yellow long narrow, shapely, refined peasant-shaped bare feet with mint green toenail polish begin to slowly fade as she walks down the cement hallway to leave the theater. It is soon replaced with the click-clack of high heels from opposite directions walking down the cement hallway toward the room. Before long, the doorknob turns, and the door is opened by Miss Rarity Radiance; her lower arm is carrying the Prince's costume that she must adjust to fit me.

"Well, darling, it looks like Bea kept you company." Rarity comments as she notices the empty glass on the coffee table.

"She did, Rarity," I answer as she hands me the costume and directs me to a folding screen at the back of the room to change into it.

"That was nice of her…I sent the rest of my costume crew home for the day. I should be able to adjust your costume on my own." Rarity explains as I hear the click-clack of her high heels walk over to the small, tan wooden pub table to serve her a glass of soft apple cider from the minor pitcher on the table to drink.

"I hope Bea told you that your mares will meet you back home to practice the parts?" Rarity asked as I once again heard the click-clack of her high heels walk back over to the convertible chaise sectional and her plopping down on the chaise lounge to wait for me to come out.

"She did, Rarity," I answer as I come out from behind the folding screen wearing the Prince's costume Rarity gets to her feet and walks over to me, placing her red reading glasses on her snout.

She got to work measuring the costume with the tape measure she had around her neck and carefully inserted the pins from the pin cushion around her wrist. Before long, Rarity finished placing the pins and asked me to carefully change back to my regular clothing so she could adjust the costume.

(One hour later)

"Well, Justice, the prince's costume is all adjusted for you." Rarity said, exhausted, as she plopped down on the chaise lounge, allowing me to see how much sweat Rarity's feet produced.

"(softly giggles) I know you are eyeing my sweaty feet, Justice." Rarity said, knowing as she reached down and wiped a bit of sweat off the end of her big toe, bringing it up to her mouth and licking it off.

"That was very sweet…." Rarity said seductively as she stretched her shapely and well-defined legs out in front of her, beckoning me to walk over to her and remove her shoes to get at her sweaty bare feet contained in her pumps.

Rarity's stomach contracted to a tight ball as I accepted the invitation that she offered me. Rarity drew her shapely and well-defined legs against her buttocks, allowing me to once again sit down on the end of the chaise lounge. Once I got comfortable, Rarity rested her feet on my lap; the sucking sound of her leather shoes being removed from her sweaty feet excited the mare, and I picked up the slight whiff of dilute lavender essential oil that she mixed into her moisturizer to keep her feet very supple and pliable to the touch.

With Rarity's shoes placed on the ground left revealed were her superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten-and-one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet. The arches on both her feet had a graceful curve that led into a smooth oval ball of her feet, while the other end of her arches led into soft round heels.

Continue up to the symmetrical shaped and sexy toe stems topped with ten shapely and lush toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped and painted with deep burgundy red nail polish. Why her big toes were the longest on her feet, and the rest taper off her feet very gorgeously.

The superb-looking soles of Rarity's feet felt incredibly soft and pillowy as she takes incredibly great care of them, keeping them completely clean and blemish free. I took hold of Rarity’s delicate but sturdy ankle in my strong hand and held it up.

Using my other hand, I held apart her toes without warning her I employed the tip of my tongue to tickle the skin between her toes. The result was instantaneous as she started to buck wildly, unleashing great gales of laughter as I licked the sweet sweat from the skin between her toes.

I heard the forceful splat of sweaty bare soles kicking against my shoulder blade as she used her free foot to force me to relinquish my hold on her delicate but sturdy ankle. But I stubbornly kept hold of her soft but sturdy ankle. The constant movement of her fight back produced more sweet sweat between her toes.

That I greedily lick up, forcing Rarity to explode with unrestrained laughter. She didn't sign-up for the sweat to be licked off from between her symmetrical shaped and sexy toe stems that are topped with ten shapely and lush toes as is tickle the worse. I gave Rarity a temporary repeal from me, licking the sweat from between her toes.

Allowing her to gulp much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs as I repositioned her foot in my hands, so the top of her foot was revealed. Her moderate azure-colored eyes were transfixed with horror; as she shook her equine head frantically, she noticed that the top of her foot was covered with sweat. The initial lick from her ankle to where her toes started threw the helpless mare into another bout of laughter as I licked the sweat off the top of her foot for a few minutes.

Rarity stared with fascinated horror went I created two magical shackles that locked around her delicate but sturdy ankles, holding them together. Rarity's facial muscles twitch nervously went her two big toes are shackled together by the same magic aura. She knew right away that I was going for the jugular.

The sweetest sweat collected the most in her graceful curved arches on the bottom of her feet. She cried out in a voice raw with terror as that was the most desperately ticklish part of her feet. Once I started, I didn't stop till every drop of the sweet sweat was licked out of gracefully curved arches.

Rarity's head hung low, still trying to catch her breath, unable to stop my tongue from collecting every last drop of sweat from her desperately ticklish graceful curved arches on the bottom of her superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten, and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet. Sweat glistened across her slim and sleek equine figure as tears dripped from her eyes and drool fell from her mouth.

Rarity opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Her slender and elegant equine body was on fire; it trembled from the tickle torture. Her ample-sized breasts rapidly rose and fell, but her laughter was silent. The only sound in the room was my tongue scraping against her dry, incredibly soft, pillowy superb-looking soles; all the sweat was gone.

"By the light darling…that was an incredible experience; my feet never felt so vulnerable, not even went they are tickled with fingers or feathers. I know you have been asking little old me to allow you to taste me, and I have resisted. Why would anyone have to lick the sweat off the sensitive bare feet of a mare like me?" Rarity commented as I broke the magical shackles that locked around her delicate but sturdy ankles and longer big toes, freeing her feet.

"Well, Rarity, did I not tell you that you might enjoy the experience of having the sweat lick off those immaculate and blemish-free superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet," I comment as Rarity folded her shapely and well-defined unicorn mare's legs once again against her posterior.

"You did, Justice, and I am sorry I didn't take the idea seriously like I should have." Rarity is apologetic as she makes a small squirt bottle appear in her hand and squirts a small amount of cream onto the soles of her feet.

"My feet are incredibly dry at this moment, Justice." Rarity commented as she used her fingers to rub the essential infused oil moisturizer into her dry feet to make her feet very supple and pliable once again.

"With all my work done at the theater, let's get a drink from ‘The repository’ before you head home, Justice." Rarity suggested as she floated her removed black peep-toed pumps with three-and-one-fourth inch cone heels over to herself and put them back on before leaving the room with Justice for drinks.

The Theater P2 CH 7

To clarify who we are, I am Business Student and third football coach Justice Silverlight; the second student is Business Student and Head university cheerleader Emerald Luster and finally, Sports superstar and Hospitality student Anita Stormchaser. I and my two mares' live together off-campus at a townhouse complex six blocks down from the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas main campus. We have been friends since high school in San Dartmoor pony city in San Dartmoor Pony County in Cailfoalnia.

As the last scene of the play Cinderella come to its conclusion on the stage, dancing was Justice Silverlight and Emerald Luster. She was attired in a white lace Aire Barcelona balsam style wedding gown with a mermaid slit skirt and V-neck lace sleeveless top. On her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet were the gold soled clear plastic pointed-toed slip-on stiletto pumps with four-inch heels.

As the spotlight stays on Justice and Emerald, following every movement they make, the clear plastic pumps she is wearing begins to develop condensation inside the shoes from the heat her bare feet are producing.

“My dear mare…please don’t remove your costume or shoes went the curtain closes," I whisper to Emerald as a smile formed on her snout and we continued our well choreographed routine in the center of the stage.

“(quietly giggle) I see you noticed that the clear plastic of my shoes is developing condensation from the heat of my bare feet from the spotlight," Emerald commented quietly as she knew I was going to ask her that.

"Indeed, my dear mare." I retorted as Emerald giggled quietly once again as we continued the dancing scene for the play.

"Well, let's meet in my dressing room, Justice. We should have half an hour before we attend the after-party at 'the repository .'That should give you plenty of time to lick the sweet sweat off my princess's slender, elegant, Egyptian shaped bare feet.” Emerald said welcoming as the scent of rose and lavender essential oil moisturizer rose to my nostrils from the bridge of Emerald’s foot by way of the heat from her feet.

(An hour after the curtain closed on the show)

In the dressing room of the theater Emerald Luster and I have our own private celebration after the curtain closed on the production of Cinderella. We told director Beatrice Flutter shy after the curtain closed, that we would join the after party at ‘the repository’ when we conclude our celebration. Bea told us to have fun with our own celebration but at least pop our heads into the after-party for a little while.

“Anita says she would be here in a little while, Emerald…she ordered us something to eat to be delivered to the theater and reassured me she has not removed her costume yet," I explained as I watched Emerald put a long piece of plastic tape around the soles of the clear plastic shoes making them waterproof as I asked her to.

"Well, there, Justice, I put that long piece of plastic tape around the soles of the clear plastic shoes without removing them. Would you mind telling me why I did it in the first place?" Emerald inquired. I watched as two inches of Emerald sweat collected inside the toe boxes of her clear plastic shoes.

“Ok Emerald that is perfect…can you carefully walks over to the sofa and sits down on it," I asked as Emerald shook her equine head and carefully made her way over to the sofa.

As Emerald carefully made her way over to the sofa, I pushed the coffee table to one side, allowing Emerald a clear path to the couch. As she got comfortable on the sofa in front of me, I floated the tray with the pitcher of apple cider onto the coffee table.

"Well, here I am, Justice; now, please tell me why you had me put the plastic tape around the soles of the clear plastic shoes. I don't understand." Emerald asked again as I gestured to her feet, and her sky-blue eyes blinked with surprise upon seeing through the clear plastic of the shoes.

"Huh! Oh, I see now…a four-inch pool of sweat collected in the toe box of my clear plastic shoes." Emerald realized as I carefully removed the clear plastic shoes from her feet, making sure I didn't lose one precious drop of her sweat inside the shoes. I set both of her clear plastic shoes on the tray next to the drinking glasses.

With her shoes removed left reveal was her very sweaty magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet. The arches on both her feet had a delicate curve accentuating the look of her feet. That led to smooth curved balls of her feet. Why the other ends of her arches lead into supple and soft round heels that accentuate the look of her slender and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet?

Continue up to shapely toe stems that are topped with ten symmetrical shaped toes; each toenail of each toe is beautifully trimmed and shaped, painted with light yellow colored nail polish. On closer inspection of Emerald's feet, you could clearly see that her big toes were longer on her feet. Why the rest of her toes gracefully taper off her magnificent shaped feet at forty-five degrees downwards angle. The skin on the bottom of her feet was creamy soft to the touch, demonstrating how meticulously she took care of her feet with no hint of roughness or callousness anywhere upon her feet.

I cup the supple and smooth round heels of her feet in the palms of my hands and lifted them slowly to my snout as the sweat from her feet made my hands moist. The closer her feet got to my nostrils, the more intense the scent of rose and lavender essential oil moisturizer tickled my nose hair. Stress lines formed on her brow below her single ivory spiral horn in the center of her forehead as my flexible tongue appeared out of my mouth.

The moment the tip of my tongue touched the creamy soft skin on the bottom of her feet, a charge of electricity shot into her feet and up her legs, causing all ten of her symmetrical shaped toes to curl and splay reactivity. My gorgeous mare doubled over with laughter as my flexible and limber tongue carved a torturous path over her flawless and unblemished pearly purple, creamy soft skin on the bottom of her feet, licking up the sweat from every fold, crease and crevice that hid the sweet nectar.

Even though my gorgeous mare was in tears, she refused to pull away her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished pearly purple eleven-and-one-third inch slender and elegant Egyptian shaped bare feet till I sucked up every precious drop of her sweat from her shapely toe stems that are topped with ten symmetrical shaped toes.

As Emerald gulped much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs, she looked toward the clear plastic shoes on the tray with four inches of sweat collected inside the toe boxes of the pumps. I reach for the clear plastic shoes and pour some apple cider into them, mixing it with Emerald's sweat. Then I lift it to my mouth, drinking the concoction right out of her shoes as a massive Cheshire cat smile form on Emerald's snout, enjoying watching me finish drinking the apple cider mixed with her sweat.

"No!!" Emerald shrieked as I wrapped my arm around her perfectly shaped ankles and tickled her super sensitized creamy soft skin on the bottom of her feet, causing Emerald to explode with maniacal laughter for a few seconds.

"That was no fair, my prince…But if I didn't love you like I did, I would be upset with this." Emerald said as she kneeled on the ground with me and hugged me, forgiving me for tickling her feet like that.

Emerald sits back on the sofa to recover from the intense foot tickling I did to her. The dressing room door is opened by Anita Stormchaser, attired in navy blue above the knee-length short-sleeve cape fit and flare dress; she was balancing a small pizza box on the tips of her fingers.

Why, on her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished white ten-inch long slender and grand tapered bare feet with lovely red toenail polish were taupe colored high heel stiletto pumps with two-inch heels.

"You started the party without me!" Anita says, pretending to be mad about the festivity starting without her; she notices an exhausted Emerald sitting on the sofa barefooted and her clear plastic shoes on their sides on top of the tray.

"No worries, Anita; Emerald recorded everything on her cell phone camera for you. You can see the video later." I said reassuringly as Emerald held up her cell phone, and I meanly tickled Emerald's sensitive toe pads causing her to jump and yelp.

"Let me finish up with Emerald here. And you are next, Anita." I said; as the blood drained from Emerald's face, she discovered that she was bonded and her ankles were locked in a magical manacle.

"All right, Justice, I can wait," Anita commented as I brought Emerald's ten symmetrical shaped toes up to my mouth; her equine face was etched in desperation; I wrapped my lips around her first, second and third toes of both her feet in one quick movement I sucked on her toes cause her to moan and pass out.

After I lay my unconscious gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with fern green mane and tail on a nearby chaise lounge to allow her to recover.

I turned my attention toward my gorgeous-looking white pegasi mare with a Spanish blue mane and tail that had moved into Emerald’s position on the sofa. She was eager to have her own feet exploited as she dragged a round, gray fabric shoe ottoman from behind the couch and rested her shoes on top of it.

“(Softly laugh) well Anita, if you are that eager…How can I say no." I said as I walked back over to the sofa and kneeled on the ground in front of Anita's feet.

As I kneeled in front of Anita’s feet there was a soft, subtly sweet aroma wafting from her lower appendages. Curious, I started to sniff around the bridge of her feet; the more I inhaled, the strong the scent got till it filled my nostrils, and I figured out what it was. She rubbed the scent of her chamomile-scented infused moisturizer on her feet to keep them soft and supple. Wasting no time, I palmed both of Anita's pleasing athletic ankles in one hand and pulled the taupe colored high heel stiletto pumps with two-inch heels off her feet.

Sitting in one hand were her magnificent pair of flawless and unblemished white ten-inch long slender and grand tapered shaped bare feet. The arches on both her feet were delightfully curved, leading into a soft round ball of her foot. Why the other end of her arches led into supple curved heels.

Continue up to shapely toe stems topped with ten equally shaped toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with very lovely red colored nail polish. On closer inspection of Anita's feet, her two big toes were the longest on her feet. Why rest of her cute toes taper off the end of her feet very beautifully.

The richly soft milky white soles on the bottom of her feet were incredibly luscious with no hint of roughness or callousness; those richly soft milky white soles easily wrinkled went I ran one of my fingers down the entire length of her milky white soles. This caused my gorgeous-looking white pegasi mare to squeal and giggle as the sensations shot up her legs and exploded in her mind.

I could no longer resist the draw of her richly soft milky white soles in front of me. I palmed both of her supple curved heels in each hand and brought my flexible and limber tongue out. My tongue easily glides over her richly soft milky white soles licking up the sweat from every fold, crease and crevice that hides her sweet nectar. Anita frowned at me went I stopped licking up the sweat from her feet.

Anita's eyebrows shoot up in surprise went she notices me in deep contemplation staring at our friend and unconscious Emerald Luster lying on the chaise lounge. At that moment, I wondered which of my mares' feet was the smoothest on the soles. With that in mind, I floated the unconscious Emerald Luster back onto the sofa next to Anita. I rested her bare feet on the same ottoman next to Anita's feet; went I sat her up, she came too.

Emerald didn't make a fuss when she saw that Anita was also barefooted and knew right away that I wanted to test who had the smooth soles, her or Anita. With an approving smile from both of my mares, I transform the ottoman into a magically created set of stocks. With their ankles trapped in the holes of the magically created contraption.

I took the time to study their magnificent pair of flawless, unblemished, gorgeous bare feet sticking out the front of stocks.

I immediately noticed the disparate of my two mare's foot sizes one was large, and the other was small. On my right side were Emerald's eleven-and-a-half-inch long pearly purple large bare feet with light yellow toenail polish. On my left side were Anita's smaller ten-inch long white bare feet with very nice red toenail polish.

The size of their feet didn't matter to me; I loved the whole mare like these gorgeous mares deserved. I blinked with surprise; my two mares were having a casual conversation, eating the pizza Anita had brought with her. Even those whose highly susceptible bare feet were immobilized in the stocks right before me.

They noticed me looking at them from the corner of my two mare's eyes. They simultaneously giggled went they saw me, and on cue, both mares wiggled, curled and splayed their ten toes on their trapped feet, beckoning me to begin the test on their feet. Emerald gave a startled gasp when she felt my wet tongue glide up the sole of her foot, testing how smooth it was; I did this several times on both of Emerald's feet until it glistened with saliva. Anita gave a startled gasp when she felt my wet tongue glide up the sole of her foot, testing how smooth it was; I did this several times on both of Anita's feet until it was also glistening with saliva.

In the end, I told both my mares that their no way to really tell whose feet were smoother as both take meticulous care of them. With that, the magically created stocks spell expired, transforming back into the ottoman and freeing their ankles. At the same time, both my mares stood up and walked to either side of me.

Each kissed one of my cheeks before walking behind a folding screen to change out of their costume into their street clothing.

As I waited for my mares to finish changing their clothing with me already dressed, I finished the pizza; for some reason, the pizza tasted even better, with the taste of my mare's feet lingering on my tongue. Before long, my mares came out from behind the folding screen, wearing a mare's keyhole neck short-sleeve blouse and a mare's high-rise straight trousers.

I reel with astonishment the reason my mares had their toes nails nicely painted was that both wore mare's lancer heeled sandals with three-and-one-half-inch blocked heels. Those heeled sandals were peep-toed style shoes that accentuated the overall look of their foot shape and painted toes.

My willing mares allowed me to playfully chase them around the room, knowing they rarely left my sight with that style of shoes on their feet. Once I caught my mares, I led them back to the sofa with the ottoman in front. They sat down on the couch again and placed their sandals-clad feet on the ottoman, awaiting me to take their shoes off again.

What I did next surprised both of my mares. I removed just one of their shoes, and with that single barefoot exposed, I kissed them very lovingly and gently. Went I was done, Emerald and Anita gaped in stunned silence. They nodded their equine heads to each other and told each other one thing.

I watched as my two mares removed their other shoe and told me that they would walk to the after-party in their bare feet, allowing me to hear the soft but gentle pip-pops of their naked feet on the concrete path leading to café and once they arrive put them back on till the three of them leave the party. They will then remove their shoes once again and walk back to their townhouse barefooted, allowing me to hear the soft but gentle pip-pops of their naked feet on the concrete sidewalk going home.

The Girlfriend CH 8

It was yet another warm Saturday afternoon at the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas, as I sat in 'the Repository,' the campus café trying to soothe my anxious energy by drinking my favorite beverage, chamomile tea. Who am I? I am a breathtakingly gorgeous white with a hint of pink Alicorn mare with a golden blonde uncomplicated mane and tail hairstyle.

My perfect 6ft 5in equine figure was in a blue short-sleeve floral midi fit and flare sun dress. My perfectly shaped athletic white with a hint of pink long Alicorn legs was clearly visible beneath the hemline of my skirt. Why, on my relatively large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious peasant-shaped bare feet with classic pale pink toenail polish were brown caged styled crisscross strappy flat sandals with one-half inch block heels.

Upon closer inspection of my huge feet, my first, second and third toes were the same length. Why the last two toes of my shapely and delicately rounded, not too long toes taper off the ends of my feet very ideally. Folded on my back were my perfect preen, large white with a hint of pink feathery bird wings. I am an Alicorn mare named Celestia Borealis, a Business Student like my boyfriend Justice and an off-campus house mare for freshman housing.

Beads of perspiration form on my forehead at the base of my long spiral horn in the center of my forehead, waiting for my new boyfriend and his mares to arrive, or that is what my boyfriend told me.

'A few weeks ago, at one of our dating picnics at a nearby park…my boyfriend asked me to meet his mares. I quickly went through my cell phone calendar, seeing where I would be free to meet his mares. Before I could answer, my boyfriend told me it would be this Saturday afternoon. I don't know how he knew I would be free that day, so I agreed to meet his mares. As we made our plans, he asked me to wear a nice sundress and sandals as it would be a warm Saturday afternoon. So I say sure.' I thought as a sudden stabbing pain of anxiety filled my guts as my hands wrapped tighter around my cup, almost crushing it with my unnatural earth pony strength.

'For the next few days up to Saturday afternoon, I spoke to multiple ponies asking questions about my boyfriend's mares…Being a very observant Alicorn mare, I felt that every pony I talked to pointed me toward another pony to talk to. As if there was some larger plan in play that I didn't know of…Even my own sister and niece were part of this elaborate plan. Without asking, my boyfriend took my sister and niece for drinks. They told me why he was going for drinks; he would ask about me.' I thought as I signalled Bea to bring me another pot of chamomile tea to calm my jittery nerves as I waited for my boyfriend mares to arrive to meet me.

'I heard all the rumors on the campus about my boyfriend's mares; they have been together since high school and are very particular about other mares. I just hope I meet with their approval.’ It was becoming increasingly more challenging to take a sip of my chamomile tea without spilling it all over me and my dress with my hands shaking.

‘The first rumor I heard was that Emerald Luster is the very popular head university cheerleader here at the campus and is a gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with a fern green mane and tail with a curvaceous equine figure that she keeps at peak performance. The second rumor was that Anita Stormchaser was a Sports superstar at the campus and was a gorgeous-looking white pegasi mare with a Spanish blue mane and tail. Like her cheerleader counterpart, she keeps her physically fit equine figure at peak performance.' I thought nervously as my light magenta eyes were haunted by some inner anxiety worried; maybe I am not good enough for Justice in the eyes of his mares.

Meanwhile, standing just outside of ‘the repository’ café just out of sight of Business Student and off-campus house mare Celestia Borealis was me, Emerald and Anita; my two mares were floored with see an Alicorn mare sitting at the table through the window of the café nervously sipping her chamomile tea waiting for them to arrive.

“That is an Alicorn! Justice!” Emerald and Anita said simultaneously as sudden spurts of adrenaline course through their equine figures seeing the perfect equine specimen of Equine kind.

"I must say, Justice went you find a new girlfriend, you don't mess around. That breed of pony is the closest to perfection you can get." Emerald commented, impressed, trying to get her head around how Justice found an Alicorn mare like her in all of the University of Califoalnia, Los Ungulas.

"Rumors I heard about Alicorns are they are quite territorial if you get on their bad side. That species is more powerful than a unicorn in magic use. Plus, their strength is triple that of an earth pony and double the flying speed of a pegasi pony. If they find someone they love, they hold a profound connection for it, and if something happens, they isolate themselves but will never forget their love." Anita explains, very impressed as both my mares try to get a good look at the feet of this Alicorn mare sitting crossed-legged at the table next to the window chewing on her lip and nervously tapping her sandal-clad foot in the open air.

"All right, my lovely mares…It is up to you now. As I told you, this Alicorn mare is much calmer than the rumors I have heard. Her name is Celestia Borealis; she is Business Student like us. Bea told me the room is free today, so use it." I explained as both my mares nodded their heads and noticed by how Celestia's body was positioned she was pretty nervous, giving my mares the advantage who were very calm.

“It is almost nine o'clock (looks at the watch on her wrist). Justice's mares should be arriving soon. Why can I stop my stomach from spinning? Justice told me his mares are very self-assured and friendly. But still, I want to throw up because of my nerves." Celestia said as her cheeks bloated suddenly as if holding back vomit as she rifled through her black top zip shoulder bag for her handkerchief.

I finally found my handkerchief in the chaos that was my black top zip shoulder bag that I always kept very well organized for convenience, but today was a mess from my nerves. Two shadows appeared over me as I brought my handkerchief up to my mouth. I gave a startled gasp the first shadow belonged to a gorgeous unicorn mare and the second shadow belonged to an equally beautiful pegasi mare. As the initial shock wore off, I took a better look at the unicorn first.

“By the light!! You are the head university cheerleader Emerald Luster…There are very few mares who can compare to your beauty…even me being breathtakingly gorgeous, you are on a whole other level!” I accidentally blurt out as the comment seems to soften the stern glance on the unicorn mare's face toward me.

"Then that means you are Sports superstar Anita Stormchaser….they say your athleticism puts all stallions athletes to shame…you are among the elite of the elite in sports.” I accidentally blurt out again as the comment seems to soften the stern glance on the pegasi mare's face toward me.

"Well, you are well informed, Miss Borealis," Emerald commented as her breath caught in my throat; went the mares sat down at my table and gestured to Bea to bring them something to drink.

I watch as Bea, without being told what to bring to drink, sets two glasses on the table in front of Emerald and Anita to drink. The preferred drink for head university cheerleader Emerald Luster was iced coffee. Why the preferred beverage for Sports superstar Anita Stormchaser was chamomile lemon herbal tea which I picked up the scent of went Bea brought it to her.

The two mares started a casual conversation about which tasted better, tea or coffee. This allowed me to calm my nerves so I could have a meaningful conversation with these two mares of my boyfriend, Justice. As I was collecting my nervousness, I never knew or felt the two mares probing my sandal-clad feet underneath the table?

Using her unicorn magic, Emerald created a blunt-ended tool and poked the tips of my ten shapely and delicately rounded not too-long toes several times, causing them to curl up instinctively to escape the device. With my legs crossed under the table and the sandals I was wearing, my sexy deep sets and high arches were accessible to be probed.

So Anita using the tip of her bird wing, gently tickled them, causing my ten shapely and delicately rounded, not-too-long toes to curl and splay instinctively once again to protect themselves.

At the time, I didn't know they were testing how sensitive my reasonably large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious peasant-shaped bare feet with classic pale pink toenail polish was. When they finished probing my sandal-clad feet, I heard Emerald ask Bea if the room was ready. Bea answered it was, and I was escorted to medium size twelve by twelve-foot square private lounge.

Once we passed through the nondescript painted door, we were standing in a medium size room painted in a tranquil blue color scheme with a single sectional sofa, two club chairs and a storage end table with panel doors against the far wall. Sitting on the storage end table, I noticed three trays; one tray had a pitcher filled with iced coffee, and the other two had teapots on top of the most like filled with tea.

As nauseating spurts of adrenaline coursed through my veins, my fear started to subside; sitting in one of the club chairs was Justice. I ran up to him and hugged him tightly; he did the same to me. He told me his mares would perform a few tests on me, focusing on my feet. Suddenly a wave of acid wells up from my belly, knowing how desperately ticklish I am on my relatively large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious peasant-shaped bare feet.

As my heart started to hammer in my chest, I looked into Justice's gentle cobalt blue eyes, and my fear once again subsided. These tests are not trying to break me but to better understand the sensitivity of Alicorn's feet. With a nod, Justice kissed me on my lips and winked away.

"All right, you two…I will submit to allowing you two to test my feet. Just a little warning: I am desperately ticklish on my feet. That little quirk will sometime cause my magic to go wild." I explained as Anita smiled, walked over to the storage end table with panel doors, and slid open one of the doors to retrieve a small, nondescript wooden box.

"Oh, trust me, Celestia (Celestia nods in approval). You are not the first magic user to come into this room. See, Justice likes to use this room for amusement, especially with the unicorn mares he knows." Anita explained as she opened the box in front of me to see the contents inside the box was a gold ring that would fix snugly around a horn.

"That a disruptor rings! That will negate the use of any magic till it is removed. (Looking toward Emerald) Does he use it on you, Miss Luster?" I asked as I watched Anita take the ring out of the box. Following that up by unbuckling her sandals and remove them so she could climb onto the sofa, as I was much taller than her to place the ring on my horn.

“He does…being the head university cheerleader is quite stressful, went I need it; we come here, and Bea, allow us to use this room. I normally allow him an hour to tickle my feet. It releases all my stress, and he enjoys it." Emerald explained as I watched her unbuckle her sandals and remove them, placing them on the top shelve of the storage end table next to Anita’s sandals.

I reel with astonishment upon laying my light magenta eyes on the naked feet of these two gorgeous equines. They had magnificent pairs of flawless and unblemished slender and elegant bare feet. Their feet were on par with my Alicorn perfect feet, a quick look at their feet, I could tell they took great care of them right away. There was no hint of roughness or callousness upon those unblemished slender, elegant bare feet.

Emerald pitter-pattered in her bare feet behind one of the sectional sofas, and a moment later, I heard the click-clack of a wheel on some kind of dolly that was barely muffled by the soft pip-pops of unicorn mare's feet come out from behind the sectional. My light magenta eye stared with fascinated horror upon catching the first glimpses of the device on the dolly that appeared from behind the sofa.

It was a set of wooden foot stocks. I blinked with surprise; the holes were the right dimension to fit my ankles. As Emerald positioned the wooden foot stocks in front of me and locked the wheels, I got comfortable on the sofa. I reeled with unfettered joy as Emerald and Anita took hold of one of my long Alicorn legs and carefully placed my perfectly shaped ankles into the lower half of the stocks.

I had a momentary panic attack when my pulse roared in my ears, and I heard the locking device click closed on the side of the stocks. Emerald and Anita had a brief conversation as they admired my trapped feet in front of them. It was about how my brown caged-styled crisscross strappy flat sandals with one-half-inch block heels complement my Alicorn-size feet and the classic pale pink nail polish on my toes that I was wearing for this meeting.

Went they finished, I heard the click and jingle of the buckles on my sandals coming loose and watched Emerald float my sandals into the storage end table with panel doors. I clapped and unclasped my five-fingered hands with the same classic pale pink nail polish on my toes, feeling the leather straps rub against the bridge of my feet as the sandals were removed.

With my sandals removed, left revealed were my reasonably large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious peasant-shaped bare feet with sexy deep sets and high arches, shapely and delicately rounded, not too long toes that are the perfect length for my unassuming Alicorn size feet. The balls of my feet were perfectly round and soft.

Upon closer inspection of my reasonably large feet, my first, second and third toes were the same length. Why the last two toes of my shapely and delicately rounded, not too long toes taper off the ends of my feet very ideally. My perfect round, supple heels were just as smooth. The skin on the bottom of my feet was smooth and creamy soft as my feet really don't get rough or callous by walking around in my bare feet.

I gently scrunch my toes, causing my smooth and creamy soft skin to wrinkle, revealing all my perfect creases across my vast white with a hint of pink smooth and creamy soft soles of my feet. As my desperately ticklish feet remained exposed, my nervousness started to produce sweat from every single fold, crease and crevice about my very spacious feet releasing the rose and geranium scented moisturizer I rub on my feet to keep them supple and to calm my nerves. At that moment, it seemed that Emerald and Anita were waiting for my feet to produce more sweat as they looked me over.

"I wonder if an Alicorn's sweat is just as sweet as ours or sweeter?" Emerald casually commented as it sparked a memory in me.

It was at one of our picnic dates in a nearby park that day; it was pretty warm. I was wearing a lovely pair of wedge sandals, and even with sandals on, my giant feet sweated. Justice asked me to stretch out my long Alicorn legs in front of me as I had them folded against my body.

So I did; Justice seemed very interested in the shine that covered my sandal-clad feet. I thought nothing of it, and he asked me if he could take my sandals off. Figuring their no harm in doing so, I nodded my head yes. The soothing jingling sound of the buckles on my sandals coming loose was music to my ears.

Right away, I noticed that Justice seemed slightly disappointed with the sandals I was wearing as the platform material sucked my sweat into itself, depriving him of the pool of sweat that collected on the insole of my shoes. At the time, I didn't know he wanted to lick the sweat off my large Alicorn feet to taste me.

As I was lying on the picnic blanket relaxing, I felt something rough rubbing against the smooth and creamy soft skin on the bottom of my foot; this caused my toes to curl and splay the sensation was not all that bad; it made me squeal and begin giggle with my desperately ticklish foot. I was able to catch my breath, went the sensation stopped for the moment on that foot and only a moment later began on my other foot.

I wondered what the sensation was and sat up to see…that went, I saw Justice with both his hands wrapped around my foot and his tongue gliding up and down my smooth and creamy soft skin on the bottom of my foot. I was appalled seeing Justice licking the skin on the bottom of my foot with his tongue. I was on the verge of yanking my foot away and leaving, but he wrapped his lips around my toes to suck the sweat off them. I was beside myself in ecstasy; the sensation was so wonderful I didn't want it to stop.

“Does Justice lick the sweat off your feet and suck the sweat off the toes too?" I inquired as Emerald and Anita looked at each other with a smile and started to giggle like school-age fillies at my question.

"A matter of fact, Miss Alicorn…I was the first one he tried it on. It was, went, I was a rival cheerleader for the other university. Went Justice first told me, I was weirded out about it. But went he removed my sneakers and my socks from my feet. And started licking the sweat off my immaculate, flawless and unblemished pearly purple bare feet and toes. I quite enjoy it." Emerald said proudly as I and Anita gape in stunned silence with Emerald.

"(Softly giggle with her friend's reaction) Next time we are alone at the townhouse, I'll tell you the whole story of me being a rival cheerleader for the other university," Emerald explains as the pitter-patter of both mare's bare feet resumed walking toward me.

After meeting with Justice's mares, I never had second thoughts about allowing Justice to lick the sweat off my giant, long, full, thick, plush white with a hint of pink luxurious peasant-shaped bare feet. FYI to the readers of this Special Experience file, Justice said my Alicorn sweat tastes like a fine wine and the sweat of his two mares tastes like the best wine you would love to drink every day.

The Secretary CH 9

It was close to 4:30, the end of my work day went my office door was opened by my Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier to see if I needed her any more so she could head home. Miss Glacier was a ravishing beautiful alabaster white Alicorn mare with a passionate styled ice blue mane and tail. Her perfect 6ft 6in equine figure was attired in a tailored-made marigold colored long sleeve skirt suit with a knife pleated skirt that hit at her knees.

Her alabaster white sleek muscular creamy smooth legs were hiding in nude-colored thigh-high stockings with delicate French lace details. On her twelve-inch, long, sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet were black patent ankle-strap block-heeled sandals with two and one-fourth-inch heels. I could tell through the opaque fabric of the nylons she recently pampered her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet, a day old.

From my vantage point, you could clearly see through sandal foot stockings that her second toe was the longest on her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet and all her other toes alluring tapered off the end of her feet.

Protruding from under the front strap of the black patent sandals were her five nylon-clad long shapely toes; her nails were meticulously trimmed and shaped, each sporting a thin sheen of lilac-colored (blush pink) nail polish that matched the same color on her five-fingered hands.

And folded on her back was her large-sized alabaster white feathery bird wings. I met my Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier went I and Alex worked at Red Dragon corporation in Trotkyo. It was a short working relationship at the Red Dragon Corporation as a few months later, the company folded up, tossing me, her and Ayame Clear sky out onto the streets.

The three of us were from Equestria, and we returned home to find new jobs. Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier and I hit it off right away at the Red Dragon Corporation due to her alabaster bare feet that she meticulously takes care of and enjoys showing off.

“Miss Glacier! It looks like you have a run in your stockings! My Executive secretary must not dress so dishevelled!" I said with authority as Alexandria gave a startled gasp until she realized what I meant.

She smiles spastically before running the palm of her large hand down the fabric of her hosiery, pretending to be looking for the runs in her stockings that I noticed. Being extra careful not to snag her almond-shaped nail on the fabric puts a run in her nylons.

"Are you sure, Mr. Silverlight? This hosiery is brand new. I just took them out of the package before coming into work today?” Alexandria proclaimed, pretending to be clueless as she continued searching for the runs in her stockings on her sleek muscular creamy smooth, stretched-long Alicorn legs, and firmly planted feet.

"Mr. Silverlight, would you take a closer look at the hosiery that I am wearing and pinpoint where the runs in my stockings are? Because I find no runs in my stockings anywhere!” Alexandria suggested as she locked the door leading onto the hallway and sashay into my office.

After closing the door that led into my office with her foot so it would be more private, Alexandria Glacier glided over to the burgundy red McKinley faux leather wing-back guest chair I set up for her to sit down on. Once she arrived in front of the chair, she gracefully lowered herself into the comfortable seat cushion of the guest chair, awaiting me to stand up from my desk and walk over to her position.

I loosely rested her well-shaped ankle on my lower arm so I could easily slide her leg across it without getting caught between the shank and heel of the ankle-strap block-heeled sandal she was wearing.

With that, I rested my hands on Alex's well-shaped thigh, slowly running my palms down the smooth opaque fabric, pretending to be looking for the run in her stockings while tickling her sleek, creamy soft leg making her shiver. Once I hit her shoe's coarse, slender ankle strap, she rests her left foot on the ground. Before stretching out her right leg, I could search for a run in her stocking of that leg. Once I hit that shoe's coarse, slender ankle strap again, she rests that foot on the ground.

“Well, Miss Glacier? If I am going to do thorough searches for that run in your nylons? I must remove your sandals.” I comment nonchalantly as Alex’s ice blue eyes shined with pleasure with her sandals being removed.

"Well, Mr. Silverlight? If that is the only way to find that runs in my nylons…Then you may remove my sandals to a thorough search for that tear in my hosiery. Plus, if it will help, you can take my stockings off as well…I don't mind one bit being barefooted." Alexandria said casually as the thought of being barefooted caused her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet to sweat inside her hosiery.

As Alexandria's body heat continues to cause sweat beads to form on her feet before long, the strong and zesty scent of crisp lime begins wafting off her nylon-clad feet, followed by a light, refreshing, sweet and sunny floral and herbal aroma. My nasal passages soon pick up the subtle spicy and resinous undertones that I strongly associate with earl grey tea.

The scent comes from the tantalizing bergamot-infused moisturizer she rubs generously on her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet to keep them supple. Alexandria's face flushed with happiness hearing the jingles of the metal buckles of her ankle-straps sandals breaking loose from around her well-shaped ankles. A feeling of being airborne soon fills Alexandria went she feels the opaque fabric of her hosiery sliding smoothly down her sleek muscular creamy smooth legs and cool crisp air hitting her now warm bare feet.

I securely wrapped my arm around Alexandria's well-shaped ankles; protruding from under my arm was her sizable and beautiful alabaster white Greek shaped bare feet with lilac-colored (blush pink) toenail polish. Her deep and high smooth arches accentuated the eye-catching delightful perfect, round, supple heels of her Alicorn-sized feet.

The balls of her feet were perfectly round and soft with a puffy look, giving them a cushy look. Her toe stems were beautifully refined and elegant, top by ten classic long shapely, and sexy toes; her nails were meticulously trimmed and shaped and kept nicely rounded for the convenience of wearing nylons with certain outfits.

On closer inspection of Alex's feet, her second toes were the longest on her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet, and all her other toes tapered off alluringly from the end of her feet. Her alabaster white creamy soft soles are gently unwrinkled and wrinkled, demonstrating how smooth the skin is on the bottom of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped feet. The pleasant citrus scent was more prominent with her sizable and stunning Greek shaped naked feet liberated from the confines of her nude-colored thigh-high stockings with delicate French lace details she was wearing.

"Wait! Justice! I don't feel safe sitting in this chair. May I lay on my stomach on the floor?" Alexandria asked as I nodded my head yes.

With her ice-blue eyes glinting with pleasure, I released her well-shaped ankles from under my arm and using her own Alicorn levitation spell, she floated the chair back to its original position in my office. As the chair kerplunk in its original position, Alexandria plopped down on her stomach on my office floor. My cobalt blue eyes blinked with surprise; went without being asked, she crossed her well-shaped ankles, allowing me more access to her feet' deep and high smooth arches.

“Oh woe is me, I am so helpless…How will I endure the unrelenting tickle torture heap upon my sensitive Alicorn-size feet? If my tormentor has forced me to cross my well-shaped ankles, leaving the deep and high smooth arches of my feet so vulnerable!” Alexandria said, helpless and vulnerable as she pretended to faint from the tickle torture she must endure.

"Overacting much, Alex?" I said nonchalantly as one of my accent pillows flew at my head with an arctic blue magic aura.

I moved aside my head, and the accent pillow softly thudded against the back wall of my office. I quickly got down on my office floor, putting Alexandria's crossed, well-shaped ankles into a foot lock as she gave a startled gasp. I placed two of my fingers on the soles of her feet and, using a light touch, simultaneously drew them down the entire length of her feet. I felt her long Alicorn legs shudder as the tingling sensation caused her to laugh.

I switched to an even lighter touch; this caused the helpless Alicorn mare to laugh harder. I rest her ten classic long shapely, and sexy toes on my lower arm, exposing the ends and pads of her toes. Due to the soft skin on Alexandria's toes, she started to buck in a semi-controlled manner and laugh as the torment on her toes continued.

I repositioned my lower arm on top of her toes, causing them to bend down, exposing her beautifully refined and elegant toe stems. I started to tickle that area; she was writhing and kicking her legs at this point, and I could feel the unnatural earth pony strength of this Alicorn mare trying to curl her toes to close off that area of her feet.

I released her ten classic, shapely, sexy toes from under my arm; once released, they instinctively curled and splayed with freedom. Without warning, I created eight thin true blue magic feathers and slotted them between her ten classic long, shapely, sexy toes. Alexandria pounded her clinch fists on the floor and screamed with laughter as the feathers saw in between her ticklish toes.

I was glad my office was above a storage closet on the lower floor, or all the pounding of my ticklish Alicorn mare would make for a very uncomfortable situation. I was once again forced to reposition myself to combat the bucking of my ticklish Alicorn mare. I quickly sat down on her calves, pinning them to the ground and wrapped my legs around her lower legs keeping her alabaster white creamy soft soles pointing at the ceiling. At the same time tickle the tops of her ten classic long shapely, and sexy toes with all my fingers.

“Nooohohohoho! N-not that! Anywhere but there!" Alexandria pleaded as she felt me moving down her legs and slowly bringing her legs down on the floor to lay them flat.

Alexandria exploded with maniacal laughter as I dug the tips of my fingers into her deep and high smooth arches tickling the most sensitive area of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet. She tried to lift her feet numerous times, but how I was positioned on her legs kept her feet flat against the floor. She was in hysterics in no time, desperately trying to pull her legs free from under me. The sensations shot up her alabaster white sleek, creamy smooth legs and exploded in her mind.

My cobalt blue eyes brimmed with joy seeing the real reason I tickle tortured my loyal and dedicated Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier for this long. Her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet were saturated with her sweat from the unrelenting tickle torture heap upon her sensitive Alicorn feet.

As Alexandria gulped much need oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs, she rolled onto her back, resting her delightful perfect, round, supple heels on top of a magically created table in front of me.

I rested one of her well-shaped ankles in the palm of my hand. I took a couple of quick sniffs of her foot as Alex rested her equine head in the palms of her hands. My tongue glided effortlessly from her delightful perfect, round, supple heel up to her five classic long shapely and sexy toes across her alabaster white creamy soft sole that gently unwrinkled and wrinkled under my tongue, demonstrating how smooth the skin was on the bottom of her foot.

As my tongue continued licking the sweet sweat from her feet, no laughter escaped her lips. The only thing heard were the soft groans and grunts of a very satisfied ravishing beautiful alabaster white Alicorn mare with a passionate styled ice blue mane and tail savoring each fold, crease and crevice my tongue lick the sweat out.

I finish the experience by sucking the sweat off her ten classic long shapely, and sexy toes. I reach my hand out and help my loyal and dedicated Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier to her feet. She floats her discard black patent ankle-strap block-heeled sandals with two-and-one-fourth inch heels and nude-colored thigh-high stockings with delicate French lace details into her hand. She tied together her thigh-high stockings at the top before tying the toes around one of the straps of her sandals and dangling them off her neck.

"Oh, Mr. Silverlight, you never found the run in my stockings like you say you would," Alexandria said nonchalantly as the weightier pitter-patter of her sizable Greek shaped bare feet walked beside me.

"Oh, that's no problem, Miss Glacier; we can look again tomorrow," I said, encouraging as Alexandria brought her hand up to her mouth and giggled into the back of her hand.

"If that case, Mr. Silverlight, I'll wear my jet black thigh-high stockings with fine French lace details tomorrow. It should be easier to find that pesky run in my stockings." Alexandria explains as the weightier pitter-patter of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet is muffled by a carpeted hallway leading to the elevator.

The Jeweler P1 Ch 10

It was close to 4:30, the end of my work day, went my office door was opened by my Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier, attired in a tailored-made gray Le suit pantsuit and custom-made black high heels waiting for me to join her as we both parked in the same area of the parking lot at Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas. I joined her in the outer office as I was waiting for her to get her light blue Stone Mountain hobo bag from the drawer of her rustic gray double pedestal desk at her workstation at the office.

I noticed that my Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier was wearing a pair of black Farrah custom-made pumps with three-and-one-half-inch heels on her feet. From what I could tell, she was wearing no stockings this day, which meant she was barefooted. After finding her purse in the mess that was her desk drawer, I asked her to remove her heels. Alexandria softly sniggers and, with a smile, pulls her heels, leaving her barefooted.

With her heels removed, we left the office together; the weightier pip-pops of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet were music to my ears, even those it was muffled by the carpeted hallway leading to the private elevator on this floor. As it would take twelve minutes for the elevator to reach the ground floor, I asked Alex to turn around and take hold of the side of this private elevator.

In that position, I bent her leg back, exposing her sensitive alabaster white creamy soft sole that unintentionally gently unwrinkled and wrinkled, demonstrating how smooth the skin is on the bottom of her foot. Soon this private elevator filled with hysterical mare’s laughter as I tickled this helpless mare’s barefoot all the way down to the lobby floor. Every so often switches between the other sensitive alabaster white creamy soft sole of her other vulnerable bare sole.

By the time the elevator pinged on the lobby floor, Alex was gulping much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs after I tickled the soles of her feet till we reached the lobby floor from the executive floor of the building. Soon the weightier pip-pops of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet returned as we walked across the lobby's blue vita bella polished porcelain tile floor toward the double large glass door of the building to leave.

The weightier pip-pops of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet became more pronounced as we walked across the cement sidewalk to the blacktop of the parking lot to our vehicle's parking spots.

"I noticed that empty block of time you scheduled in your agenda for today, Justice. May I ask where you are going right now?" Alexandria inquired as she tossed her purse and heels into the passenger seat of her vehicle, leaving her standing barefooted on the blacktop, why she spoke to me about my agenda for today.

"On the ball like always, Alex (Alex smiles). I was invited for drinks at Appaloosa Bar and grill by Ms Sparkle. What was unusual, Alex…is that Cadence came to my office; why you were at lunch today?" I explain as Alexandria walks over to my car and leans against it, allowing me to continue to look at her naked feet why we talked.

"That doesn't sound that unusual…." Alexandria said, being interrupted in mid-sentence went my text message ding on my cell phone.

"Cadence?" Alexandria comments as I shake my head, and she hops up onto the hood of my car, crossing her long Alicorn legs in front of her.

"She said, ‘running late…will meet you are the bar’." I read off my cell phone screen as Alex once again giggled.

"But anyway, Justice, as I was saying…I have been told by the other Executive Secretaries on that floor. That Ms Sparkle often visits you on my lunch breaks." Alexandria explained as I stood in front of Alex wrapping my hands around her barefoot, feeling that the sole of her foot was still very smooth, even those she walked barefooted on the blacktop of the parking lot.

"That is not what is unusual, Alex…When she came to invite me for after-work drinks, I swear she was wearing stockings and recently had her hands manicured. So you can assume she had her feet pedicured as well.” I explain as the tips of my fingers play inside Alexandria's deep and high smooth arch, causing her toes to splay from the tingling sensation.

"I see what you mean, Justice (reach down and unwrapping my hands from around her foot). Everyone at the company knows she doesn't like wearing stockings…she prefers being barefooted went she wearing her heels." Alexandria replied as she hopped down off the hood of my car before hugging me and walking back over to her car to head home.

It took me a solid hour to get to the Appaloosa bar and grill in downtown Los Ungulas as the traffic was heavy then. The Appaloosa bar and grill is located in the historic district of downtown Los Ungulas; it is a legendary drinking location that has been there for many years.

It has excellent food and even better drinks, a great place to get a drink after a long work day. For such a place, it was tranquil at this time, but nevertheless, the live band sounded great on the stage. I found a table facing the main entrance into the bar watching for a beautiful light pink Alicorn mare with moderate violet, moderate rose and pale gold streaked mane and tail to arrive at the bar and grill. Her curvy 5ft 9in equine figure was attired in a white short-sleeve texture tee mare's round neck blouse and black straight-fit trousers.

Her light pink elegant creamy smooth legs were hidden by the pant legs of her trousers. From my vantage point at the table, her ten-inch, long, beautiful light pink creamy soft, slim, Egyptian shaped bare feet were black Tillis pointed-toed stiletto heel pumps with two-and-one-half-inch stiletto heels. An asymmetrical leather strap crossed vertically from the arches of her feet across the bridge of her foot, holding the pumps on her feet.

Dangling from her shoulder was a black, gray Stone Mountain washed Irene leather hobo bag holding all her personal possessions and the keys to her vehicle. And folded on her back were her medium-sized light pink feathery bird wings. This Alicorn mare was Chief Operating Officer Cadence Sparkle for the Dayspring Corporation and my adoptive niece.

The stiletto heels click-clacked upon the wooden floor of the bar as she threads her way to my table. Even with her walking like that, I couldn't tell if she was wearing stockings or they matched the same color as her shoes. As she neared my table, I noticed the beads of perspiration form on her forehead at the base of her light pink spiral horn; she was very nervous about something.

It got stranger went Cadence sat down at my table; she sat down in a position where I could clearly see her heel-clad feet underneath my table.

Indeed she was wearing stockings; the opaque black fabric of the nylons obscured the ten-inch, long, attractive light pink creamy smooth slim egyptian shaped bare feet of my adoptive niece. She made no attempt to avert my eyes from looking at her heel-clad feet underneath the table and decided to drink the cocktail she ordered from the bar when she walked in to calm her nerves. Went I finally pulled away my eyes from looking at her heel clad feet underneath the table, she finished her cocktail but didn’t order another one.

"Uncle, please take me to Gateway Park near the university," Cadence said in an almost begging tone. A style of voice she rarely uses anytime during the day or evening.

“Huh? What the Gateway Park? That is where I take mares that are hesitant to let anyone know about their tickle torture fetish. You, adoptive niece, are hardly in that category." I said honestly as Cadence swallowed a lump in her throat.

"I know, uncle…but I need that place to be very private." Cadence said, her voice edged with tension as tears formed in her light purple eyes. Not wanting my adoptive niece to start crying, I padded her on her shoulder.

"Oh, all right, Cadence, if it is that important to you, niece. I'll take you to Gateway Park near the university. We have to drive to the park as this bar is no were close to the park to walk to." I explained as we both stood up from our table, paid for our drinks, and left the bar.

We drove several miles to the University of Coltifornia, Los Ungulas and turned into a small hidden parking lot at the park. After getting out of our vehicles, we walked down a short concrete path; as our heels click-clacked over the cement, we passed through a wrought iron gate and continued walking down the bluestone path that weaved through the park.

Cadence was in awe of the gorgeously landscaped park with plenty of well-hidden intimate areas spread across the park. A large Alpine stone three-tiered fountain was at the center of this gorgeous green space. I stopped momentarily to gain my bearings before asking Cadence to continue following me deeper into the park.

As Cadence followed me further into the park, she looked around. She noticed that this park was used mainly by college students from the nearby university of Coltifornia at Los Ungulas to spend time with their mares.

“Welcome to Gateway Park, my dear niece!” I exclaimed as we stood in front of high hedged intimate area in the park.

As we passed through the flower-covered archway with an antique whitewashed wooden garden gate, we were standing at the entrance of a large twenty-two by twenty-eight square foot area of a pressed concrete slab. I watch Cadence walk up to the picnic table and place her purse on the bench. She watched me walk toward the gate, and I pulled the gate closed before drawing the bolt latch locking it from the inside.

"Now, what is this all about, niece?" I asked as Cadence overlooked the magically created manacles that formed around her perfect slender ankles, locking her to a concrete slab.

"Huh!" Cadence exclaimed as she made no attempt to break the manacles keeping her locked in place.

"Uncle? Please tickle me silly…."Cadence says, her voice wooden, distant as I could hear the depression in her lovely voice.

"All right, niece, if that's what you want me to do," I said hesitantly as I broke the magical manacles around her ankles.

Once free, she ran up to me and hugged me tightly as I caressed her moderate violet, moderate rose and pale gold streaked mane with my hand. The loving gesture caused Cadence to weep, telling me she would now listen to me.

"Now, Cadence, I can't tickle you in this state of mind. The experience would be more painful than pleasurable." I explained as Cadence allowed me to wipe the tears away with my fingers that fell from her light purple eyes.

"I know, uncle, you care greatly for those you tickle…My emotions were so scrambled I want the pain and not pleasure from the experience (kisses me on my cheek)." Cadence was regretful as she sat on the table and placed her feet on the bench.

"Is there something wrong, niece?" I asked politely, scrutinizing my adoptive niece’s features for clues as she didn’t stop me from opening the Velcro closure that held the pumps to her feet.

"What makes you think that something is wrong dear uncle?"Cadence said in her soothing voice, edged with tension as she smiled spastically ever so often as I took the pumps off her feet, standing them up underneath the bench.

"Oh?" I said, pretending to be shocked as I confirmed that my adoptive niece was wearing bare black stockings that obscured the light pink skin of her feet. I blinked with surprise; through the opaque fabric of reinforced toes of her stockings,I could see that her toenails were painted with sage green nail polish.

"Well, niece? As I stated earlier at the bar, my adoptive niece is hardly in that category of hiding her tickle torture fetish. That is one of many things I love about you, niece." I explained as I tickled the underside of her well-formed bosom through the blouse, causing her to squirm and slap away my hand from stroking her breast.

"You got me, uncle…there is something wrong," Cadence said, relenting as I rolled up the pant legs of her trouser, revealing the full French lace detail of her knee-high reinforced toes stockings she was wearing.

Cadence graciously lifted her long Alicorn legs up in the air so I could easily slide the knee-high reinforced toes stockings down her smooth, light pink legs and off her beautiful delicate pink creamy soft, slim, egyptian shaped bare feet.

With her stockings removed, left revealed were her slenderly gracefully rounded gorgeous shaped pair of light pink egyptian shaped bare feet with sage green toenail polish. Her feet were slightly more petite than her aunt’s wider white with a hint of pink plushy bare feet, and her perfectly normal-shaped arches were shallow but with a smoother curve.

The soft round balls of her feet had a smooth curve, and her gentle, flowing, beautiful slender curved heels accentuated her gorgeous shaped light pink bare feet. Her feet were topped with ten slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes. Her two big toes were the longest on her long attractive light pink slim egyptian shaped bare feet, and the rest were alluring, tapered off the end of her feet.

The creamy light pink smooth skin on the soles of her feet were luscious with very effortless creases upon them. That gently rolled went she unintentionally curled her ten slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes.

A moment later, she rested her egyptian shaped bare feet on the bench and unrolled the pant legs of her trouser; the bottom hem of the trouser hit just above the ankle bone of her Egyptian shaped bare feet with a thin sheen of sage green nail polish.

I reach for my adoptive niece's perfect slender ankles resting on the bench. Cadence's curvy equine figure started to shudder and shake as my strong hand wrapped around her perfectly slim ankles.

She braced herself as best as she could. I pulled her long Alicorn legs straight in front of her locking them inside two magic bubbles in midair. I followed that up by creating ten smaller bubbles that latched onto her ten slightly plump elegant and dynamic slender long toes on top of her feet and gently let them pull them back, causing the soles of her feet to become more prominent. She blindly searched for the edge of the picnic table with her well-manicured slender hands behind her.

Her equine face grew haggard with worry about the longer it took for her to find the rounded edge of the picnic table; when she finally found the edge, she wrapped her fingers around the rounded edge, driving her almond-cut nails with sage green nail polish into the wood. Beads of her perspiration form at the base of her medium-sized light pink spiral horn in the center of her forehead as I got to her feet and moved to her helpless creamy, delicate pink smooth skins on the soles of her feet.

Cadence prematurely squealed and began to giggle as I brought my fingers toward her gently flowing, beautiful slender curved heels to start scratching the creamy smooth skins on the bottom of her feet and the soft, shallow but perfectly normal shaped arches of her feet. The heat coming off her light pink egyptian shaped bare feet with sage green toenail polish caused me to pause went I picked up the dry, earthy, woody, leather and smoky scent of vetiver from the moisturizer she rubs on her feet to keep them lush.

Cadence pleaded with me to stop tracing my fingers on the soft round balls of her feet, which had a smooth curve and were very sensitive to the touch. She began to giggle and scream for me to stop as the tips of my fingers really tickled on the perfect toe stems that I targeted.

She screamed with laughter as my devilish fingers skitter across the pliable toe pads of her ten slightly plump, elegant, dynamic, slender long toes. She gulped much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs when I released her sensitive bare feet from the magic bubble that held them aloft.

"All right, my dear niece, what is this all about?" I asked as tears started forming in her light purple eyes and dripped down her cheeks as she nodded. I took hold of my crying niece in my arms, hugging her and rubbed her back, calming her emotional state.

"I thank you, uncle… (Voice trailing off)." Cadence said, appreciative as she didn't mind me taking hold of her sensitive barefoot in my hand to examine it as she quickly composed herself.

"What is going on, uncle? I just finished a meeting with a client at the newly build downtown Los Ungulas outdoor mall. Walking back to my vehicle, I passed the beautiful Mares Jewelry store and browsed the jewelry for a bit." Cadence explains as I rub the top of her foot with my thumbs from the tip of her toes, moving slowly up to her ankle with firm pressure relaxing her so she would talk more.

"That went, I met high-end Jewelry designer Filomena Amore Aperture; we talked for some time about the jewelry displayed in the glass case at the beautiful Mares Jewelry store. She told me she was the designer of the jewelry collection on display. I told her that I was the Chief Operating Officer Cadence Sparkle for the Dayspring Corporation, a high-end advertising company and asked if she would be interested in doing business with us to call me. I gave her one of my business cards and told her to call." Cadence explains as I apply light pressure with my thumbs in her arch, massaging it right below the ball of the foot, and she unleashes a satisfying groan as the tension is released from the stress in her foot.

"Miss Aperture contacted me just a few hours ago, which is why I was late. On Rodeo drive, she asked me to visit her jewelled saddle jewelry company in the city of Grazing Hills. So I did, and she showed me around her company. I was very impressed with her company. As we walked to her office, we talked about what kind of advertisement she would like us to do for her." Cadence continued as I moved my thumbs up and down on her Achilles tendon, which made her groan even more relaxed. Went I started to rub in circular motions with my thumbs on her gentle, flowing, beautiful slender curved heel, she wanted me to do her other foot as well.

"In her office, she was called away for a little while to check on a new design. So I took the opportunity to look at the framed pictures she had hanging on the walls of her office. Figuring out what type of advertisement would most appeal to her. She had a lot of pictures of her holding her jewelry designs which were fine; it would make it much easier to create an advertising campaign for her. But then, in one corner of her office, I found a black and white photo of baby Alicorn mare." Cadence's lovely voice cracked as she suddenly squealed at me went I accidentally yanked the big toe of her other foot too hard when she said she found a picture of baby Alicorn mare in Miss Aperture's office.

"Did you ask Miss Aperture about it, niece?" I inquired as Cadence leaned forward and kissed me on my cheek to thank me for giving her a foot massage and was reassured that nothing would change between us after what she told me.

"(Nodded her head) She told me about twenty-one years ago, in the city of Monocolt in Prance, she was doing her first high-end jewelry show. During that show, her baby was kidnapped by two jewelry thieves to force her to give them the most expensive gems in exchange for her baby. But before the exchange, the pair were killed in a serious auto accident. Her kidnapped baby was no were to be found and feared dead." Cadence explained as she allowed me to take her now sweat-covered, slenderly gracefully rounded gorgeous, shaped pair of light pink egyptian shaped bare feet with sage green toenail polish and begin licking the sweat off her sensitive bare feet cheering her up as my tongue felt terrific on the bare skin of her feet.

"So I assume you believe you found your real mother, niece," I commented as Cadence nodded yes.

I took hold of Cadence's slender well-manicured hand and helped her to her feet. Once on her feet, she pick-up her stocking and heels from the ground but remained in her bare feet to walk back to the parking lot.

The gentle pip-pops of Cadence’s slenderly gracefully rounded, gorgeous shaped pair of light pink egyptian shaped bare feet with sage green toenail polish walking over the bluestone path that weaved through the park was calming as we spoke all the way back to the parking lot of the Gateway Park.

The Jeweler P2 CH 11

It has been about two weeks with my beloved adoptive niece Chief Operating Officer Cadence Sparkle, still sorting out her emotions about possibly finding her real birth mother after twenty-one years. The morning of that day, I was E-mailed by my beloved adoptive niece Cadence with the contact information of high-end Jewelry designer Filomena Amore Aperture and her jeweled saddle jewelry company in the city of Grazing Hills.

I quickly sent word to Chief Creative Officer Emerald Luster that we had a meeting with high-end Jewelry designer Filomena Amore Aperture at her jeweled saddle jewelry company in the city of Grazing Hills and sent word to Jewelry Consultant Rarity Radiance at her Grazing Hills Carousel Boutique. It's good that both mares were free that day, or it would have been quite a huge mess with this unexpected meeting in the city of Grazing Hills.

I drove the twenty-nine minutes from downtown Los Ungulas to the city of Grazing Hills, the location of the jeweled saddle Jewelry Company. Sitting in the vehicle's passenger seat was a gorgeous pearly purple unicorn mare with a fern green mane and tail.

Her 5ft 9in curvaceous equine figure was attired in a grey Le suit skirt suit with a pencil skirt that hit above her knees. Why on her toned pearly purple legs were contained in jet black thigh-high stockings with delicate French lace detail on the welt.

And on her eleven-and-one-third inch, long, flawless and unblemished peasant-shaped pearly purple bare feet with warm yellow colored toenail polish were black mare's Fiza Peep-toed cone heel pumps with three and one-fourth inch cone heels. Protruding from the opening in front of her pumps were her nylon-clad first, second and third toes that were the same length.

Why her last two toes tapered off her feet? Through the black mesh of her crossed leg on the side of her pump, you could clearly make out the delicately curved arch of her sexy flawless and unblemished peasant-shaped pearly purple barefoot in her nylons. If you target that arch, my pearly purple unicorn mare would be thrown into unrestrained laughter, her weak point.

Her well-manicured five fingers hand was resting on top of a new apple tree tablet, and sitting on the ground by her feet was a light cognac-colored shoulder bag with her personal possession. This unicorn mare was Chief creative officer Emerald Luster for the Dayspring Corporation and my best friend.

"Come on, Emerald, you can’t still be upset with me?” I said as my cobalt blue aura formed around the pump on her crossed leg, slowly eased it off her foot till the shoe was free of her nylon-clad foot.

“Nahahaaahaha!! It tihihihihickles so bahahad!” Emerald exclaims as I magically create mini claws that scratch the vulnerable arch of her foot through the opaque fabric of her nylon which makes the tickling worse.

“S-stahahahap!! N-nomohohohore!” Emerald begged, gasping for air between her laughter as I withdrew the claw from the vulnerable arch of her foot. Allowing her to gulp much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs.

"No, I am not upset with you anymore, Justice. Just disappointed we both finished our full docket of tasks for the Dayspring Corporation. I was going to visit you wearing these pumps and stockings. I wanted you to tickle me through my nylons. Before eventually, the stockings come off, and I find myself barefooted." Emerald said forlornly as I heard the unmistakable sound of soft pip-pops of nylon-clad feet on the floor of my vehicle.

"Cheer up, Emerald; you know my executive secretary leaves early from work went I have a late afternoon meeting. Plus, we have to return to the office to discuss the advertising campaign before we present it to Celestia. And you know there no way to discuss it till you are pip-popping in my office barefooted." I said, encouraging as I noticed that Emerald placed her removed pumps on the seat between us, meaning that she was more relaxed, sitting relieved in her nylon-clad feet.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the Jeweled Saddle jewelry company in the City of Grazing hills in the retail section of Rodeo Drive. The Jeweled Saddle jewelry company is two stories reinforced engineered brick building. The top floor looks like a small fortress with narrow window slits allowing natural light into the top floor. Why the lower half of the building looks like your typical retail store with shatter-proof windows to protect the goods inside.

Waiting by her car was an attractive-looking light gray unicorn mare with a well-styled moderate indigo blue corkscrew curled mane and tail. Her 5ft 7in slender and elegant equine figure was attired in a fashionable gray Le suit skirt suit; the street-length skirt hit her just above her knees. From the hemline of her dress, her shapely and well-defined legs were encased in black opaque thigh-high stockings with fancy and delicate French lace details on the welt. Why on her well pedicure ten and one third-inch peasant shaped feet, sported a size ten black ankle strap block heel pumps with three and one-fourth block heels.

The slight opening of her Y neck three-fourths length sleeved button-front shirt under her suit jacket reveals her ample-sized breasts with a pink silk bra. Dangling from her shoulder was a black Westbrook top zip shoulder bag with her personal possession.

Her well-manicured five-finger hand with cherry red nail polish was wrapped around the handle of a small satchel holding a new Apple tree tablet. This unicorn mare was Jewelry Consultant Rarity Radiance; she is the owner of a very successful fashion business in Califoalnia and a friend of mine. As we parked next to Rarity's silver crystal-powered Cadillac ATS Premium car in the parking lot, we got out of my vehicle.

My cobalt blue eyes blinked with incredulity both my mares were wearing the almost identical outfit right down to the black opaque thigh-high stockings with fancy and delicate French lace details on the welt. The only difference between them was that Emerald was wearing a pair of peep-toed pumps, and Rarity, on the other hand, was wearing closed-toed ankle wrap pumps, two pairs of pumps that look good on their respective shaped feet. Both mares politely laugh about wearing the same outfit today.

"Well, Emerald and Rarity, it looks like we must have a meeting at the office today after finishing the meet and greet with Miss Aperture. Are you free today, Rarity?" I asked as a gleeful smile formed on both mare's equine faces.

"I am darling; you never gave me a file about this jeweled saddle jewelry company." Rarity commented as the click-clack of our heels was muffled by the nearby traffic on the cement sidewalk in front of the building.

"I am sorry, Rarity, but this late meeting that Cadie had was last minute…So I didn't have time to compile the file for you." I said apologetically as we walked up to the front entrance of the Jeweled Saddle jewelry company.

"No worries, Justice…It is a good thing that I get the jewelry for my models here at the Jeweled saddle for all my fashion shows. So I am very familiar with this place." Rarity explains as she allows the security guard at the door to pat her down and search through her purse before letting her inside the building.

It took only a few minutes for the pat down and searches to be complete as both my mares’ politely chuckled. That went, I noticed out the corner of my eye one of the security guard's fingers inside the shoe of each mare tickling the nylon-clad arch of their foot. The retail space of the Jeweled Saddle jewelry company is ample twenty by twenty-eight square foot space layout in racetrack style interior design.

The employees are all nicely dressed in black business suits; this was a foot fetish dream as all the mares wore stockings and high heel pumps.

By the end of a long work day, walking around in heels all day, quite a few of those mares would be secretly walking about in the retail place in their stocking-clad feet, giving their sore feet a break from the pumps they are wearing. In one corner of the retail space was a short hallway; at the end was a barred door with its own security force, most likely leading to the gem holding area of the Jeweled Saddle jewelry company.

Emerald and I blinked with surprise standing by one of the L-shaped glass display cases and talking to one of the sale mares about a design in the case was a glamorous-looking grayish heliotrope colored Alicorn mare with a well-styled pale, light grayish arctic blue mane-and tail. Her 6ft 6in marvelous equine figure was attired in a pale multi-colored yellow three-fourths inch sleeved floral wrap dress. The hem of the skirt was tea length and hit her just above her well-defined ankles.

On her twelve and two third-inch long grayish heliotrope colored wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender egyptian shaped ankle-high sheer nylon stockings bare feet with yellow nail polish were a pair of cream-colored kitten heel booties. If you could see through the booties, you would see that her big toes are longest on her feet and the rest beautifully tapering off her feet. Her usually shaped arches had a generous curve, making her naked feet very appealing.

And folded on her back were her large grayish heliotrope-colored feathered bird wings. This Alicorn mare was high-end Jewelry designer Filomena Amore Aperture and the owner of the jeweled saddle jewelry company in the city of Grazing Hill in Califoalnia.

"Huh? Well, greeting Rarity. What brings you to my shop again for another Fashion show?" Filomena said, friendly.

"No, not a fashion show this time, Filomena….this unicorn stallion is Chief marketing officer Justice Silverlight for the Dayspring Corporation, and this unicorn mare is Chief Creative officer Emerald Luster also from the Dayspring Corporation. You spoke to Ms Sparkle about the advertising campaign?" Rarity explains as Filomena thinks for a little while before snapping her fingers went she remembers.

"Oh yes! I thought Ms Sparkle would be coming for the meeting with me?" Filomena commented as I explained why Cadence was not with us.

"Unfortunately, Ms Sparkle was under the weather today…Besides, she would call us for a meeting with the client. Miss Luster and I are the ones who handle the creation of the advertising campaign for the client, Miss Aperture." I explained as Filomena quickly understood what I was telling her.

"Oh, I see Mr. Silverlight…So should we let your mares begin looking around my shop and talking to my employees about the jewelry?" Filomena asked, friendly.

I follow her down a second short hallway to a fourteen by twenty square foot room enclosed by bulletproof glass. She pushes open a double glass bulletproof door into a private room; she explains that she uses this room to buy and sell expensive gems to her client in a very secure location.

Inside the room were a premium gray top-grain leather sofa and two chairs. Lying on the floor was an ombre distress stripe area rug, and on top of the carpet was a solid wood 42-inch coffee table. In each corner of the room were brushed nickel iron and black drum shade floor lamps.

A barred skylight lit up the room nicely, showing expensive gems and jewelry. I spoke to Miss Aperture for a solid hour. Eventually, I befriended her and convinced her to be a Jewelry Consultant for the Dayspring Corporation, as Rarity would like to return to just being a Fashion Consultant for me.

"Justice, may I ask you something (I nodded my head) my first meeting with Ms Sparkle was very strange. I found her looking at the picture of my lost baby hanging on my office wall." Filomena voice a lifeless monotone as the subject of her lost baby comes up.

"I apologize for Ms Sparkle if the subject of your lost baby is too touchy for you, Miss Aperture," I said sorry as Filomena nodded her head no.

"Not at all, Justice; I came to terms with the loss of my baby many years ago…What was strange about the first meeting with Ms Sparkle…she asked me a lot of questions about it as if she was trying to put her early past together," Filomena explained as I wondered if her feet were just as ticklish as Cadence's feet are if it is her birth mother.

"The thing about my adopted niece Cadence is that she is an orphan…Twenty-one years ago, my wife and sister-in-law adopted Cadence from an orphanage in Monocolt. They told them her parents had been killed in a severe auto accident. But somehow, she survives the accident." I explained as a sudden spurt of adrenaline coursed through Filomena's veins with the story of Cadence’s past.

‘I wonder if she could be my loss baby…all the pieces are falling into place…Why she felt so familiar to me.’ Filomena thought as she noticed me watching her booted foot tap soundlessly in the open air of my crossed leg.

"Excuse me, Justice…It was the end of my work day. May I ask you to help me remove my booties? I have been wearing these shoes all day…so my feet swell a bit, and I always have trouble removing my shoes." Filomena innocently said, placing her booted feet on the coffee table and beckoning me to pull her boots off her feet.

"If you wish, Miss Aperture," I said pretending to be shocked by the request.

As Filomena said, her feet had swelled a bit, making it tougher to pull the boots off her feet. But before long, I could pull the boots off her feet for her. With the boots removed, left revealed were her twelve and two third-inch egyptian shaped wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender grayish heliotrope colored lovely slender bare feet with yellow toenail polish contained in beige ankle-high sheer nylon socks.

Her usually shaped arches were exquisitely shaped with a generous smooth curve, making her naked feet very appealing and high enough to be inviting. The instep of her feet led into a luscious curved soft round ball that smoothly flowed into soft round heels accentuating her Egyptian shaped, wickedly gorgeous, exquisite sexy curvy feet.

It continues up to the shapely toe stems, topped with ten shapely but superbly elegant toes. Her big toes were longest on her feet and the rest beautifully taper off her feet. Through the sheer fabric of the nylons, I could see that the grayish heliotrope-colored soles of her feet were velvety smooth and easily wrinkled; she scrunched her toes down before smoothing out once again went she straightened them.

Miss Aperture didn't object went I pulled off one of her beige ankle-high sheer nylon socks, exposing her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender grayish heliotrope colored lovely slender Egyptian shaped barefoot with yellow toenail polish. With a few gestures, I held Filomena's bare and nylon foot in midair inside my dark blue bubbles. I noticed her trying to hide her crafty smile on her snout, thinking she got my number and that I like beautiful mare's naked feet. But soon, she got a huge wake-up call that someone was more sneaky than her went I targeted her arches.

"Noohohohoho! N-not! My Archeeheeheehes! Eeeeheehahahaha!" Filomena screamed with laughter as I didn't let up on tickling her normal-shaped arches simultaneously on her bare foot and nylon-clad foot.

Filomena exploded with maniacal laughter as she had told no one that she was super ticklish in her usually shaped arches. She was in hysterics in no time as the sensations shot up her legs and exploded in her mind. Her moderate arctic blue eyes blink with incredulity went I pull off her other beige ankle-high sheer nylon sock, rendering her barefooted with someone assaulting her vulnerable arches.

"Aaahahaha! Nahahaaahaha!! Nooohohoho! T-too much too-much stop! Stop! Stop! Stahahhhap!" Filomena begged, gaspping for air between her laughter as I released her bare feet from my bubbles.

Filomena's head hung low as she tried to catch her breath; the tingling sensation continued to permeate her vulnerable normal-shaped arches, and she could not make the sensation stop. Below her medium-sized spiral horn on her forehead, sweat glistened, and tears and little drool dripped down her face. Filomena opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Her glamorous-looking grayish heliotrope-colored Alicorn body trembled, and her nicely shaped chest rapidly rose and fell.

But her laughter was utterly silent; she never realized her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender grayish heliotrope colored lovely slender Egyptian shaped bare feet with yellow toenail polish were free of their imprisonment. Her ten shapely but superb elegant toes spontaneously curled and splayed as the tingling sensation permeated her vulnerable normal-shaped arches.

"N-nomohohohore!! P-please!! S-stahahahap!! Too much, too much!!" Filomena screamed with laughter and suddenly blush went she realized her sensitive feet were free of their imprisonment.

"Oh, my Stars!! How in the hay? Did you know my arches were that vulnerable? I have told no one of my ticklish arches!” Filomena exclaims bluntly as she rubs her velvety smooth grayish heliotrope-colored soles with her slender fingers with the same yellow nail polish, trying to calm the overstimulated nerve endings of her naked feet.

"The truth Miss Aperture is that I didn't know how ticklish your arches are. My adopted niece Cadence Sparkle has an identical weakness…Plus her…?" I said, reaching for one of Filomena's naked feet as she squeals at me and slaps my hand away from getting hold of her overstimulated bare feet again.

"I know between and under my ten shapely but superb elegant toes! And the luscious curved soft round balls of my feet and the exact center of my velvety smooth soles!" Filomena said sharply as a wounded look appeared in her moderate arctic blue eyes, depressed that she stopped looking for her missing baby went she was told her baby was presumed dead.

"Mr. Silverlight, I would like to give you my address in Grazing hills and ask you to come to visit me next week alone…And tell me about your adopted niece Cadence Sparkle…On that visits, I'll wear heeled sandals on my bare feet. You may remove my sandals and have fun tickling my wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender grayish heliotrope colored lovely slender Egyptian shaped bare feet with my blessings." Filomena commented, floating her business card from a holder on a nearby table.

She floats it into her hand, flips it over, and writes her address on the back. Before floating it into my coat pocket, she floated her removed boots and nylons into her hands. Filomena smiled at me and pip-popped in her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender grayish heliotrope colored lovely slender Egyptian shaped bare feet with yellow toenail polish out of the room. A moment later, I am joined by the two mares that came with me to the meeting with high-end Jewelry designer Filomena Amore Aperture and the owner of the jeweled saddle jewelry company.

"I see you got Miss Aperture to sign the contract with the Dayspring Corporation…I can immediately begin on the advertising campaign for Jeweled saddle jewelry company and Miss Aperture, Justice." Emerald commented, noticing the signed contract sitting on the coffee table as I was lost in thought. I snap out of it went Emerald mentions that her feet are sore and Rarity had an emergency to attend to at her Grazing hills Carousel Boutique.

The Jeweler P 3 CH 12

It was Saturday afternoon as I drove to the Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas to talk to my niece Cadence Sparkle before I met with Miss Filomena Amore Aperture at her home next week. I called her home, and her husband, Galeron Shining Armor Sparkle, answered; he told me his wife went into the office to have video conference calls with several clients about the numerous advertising campaigns she was keeping track of.

I drove into the parking lot of the Canterlot trade center and spotted my niece's crystal-powered Jaguar F-type premium in her parking space. So I knew she was still here at the office; I quickly took the elevator to the executive floor of the building, the floor my niece's office was on. I arrived at Cadence's office as she finished her last video conference with her client. Cadence's light purple eyes blinked with surprise went I walked through her office door. She smiled at me and covertly waved at me to not alert the client she was talking to on the video conference of my presence.

I watch the beautiful light pink Alicorn mare with moderate violet, moderate rose, and pale gold streaked mane and tail without missing a beat, continued to talk with the client on video conference.

Her curvy 5ft 9in equine figure was attired in a beige-colored short-sleeve above-the-knee length V-neck leopard print sun dress. She secretly unbuttoned the black pinstripe suit jacket buttons over the dress to make her look professional. As she finished the call, she stood up and walked over to coat rake to hang up the suit jacket.

That went I could see her light pink elegant Alicorn legs were bare, and on her ten-inch, long, attractive tapered shaped delicate pink slim bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polish were auburn brown mare's tansy wedge sandals with one and three-fourths inch wedge heels. Folded on her back were her medium-sized light pink feathery bird wings. This Alicorn mare was Chief Operating Officer Cadence Sparkle for the Dayspring Corporation and my adoptive niece.

"(kisses me on my cheek) Hello uncle, what brings you to the office on Saturday?" Cadence asked, friendly as she stepped a little bit back to allow me to do a slow, appraising glance at her outfit.

“(return the kiss on the cheek) the reason I came to the office was you niece," I answered as Cadence's face glazed with shock went I told her I was looking for her.

"Huh? Me? (Bring her well manicured five finger hand up to her face) why in the world would you be looking for me, uncle?" Cadence exclaimed, a bit puzzled by me looking for her on Saturday.

"Before I explain, are you up for full-body tickling, niece?" I offered as Cadence's light purple eyes glinted with pleasure about the full body tickling.

"Of course I am! Plus, I can easily remove the sun dress I am wearing. I will assume you want me to continue wearing my sandals (I nodded yes). So that means you will get me going by tickling my full body. Then coup de grace, you will take my sandals off and finish me off by tickling my bare feet." Cadence said enthusiastically as we left and walked to her aunt's office to take my niece to Celestia and my secret room in the Canterlot trade center basement.

Waves of acid welled up from my belly as the secret elevator in my aunt's office descended from the executive floor of the Canterlot trade center to a sub-basement level. In the elevator, my uncle told me why he was looking for me.

"I see, uncle…So Miss Aperture wants you to visit her at her home in grazing hills and tell her about me." I said nervously as my light purple eyes were haunted by inner anxiety.

"That's the reason I came to look for you, niece. If you want me not to tell Miss Aperture anything about you? I'll make up some excuses to delay my visit with Miss Aperture to allow you to meet her first, Cadence." Justice suggested as my uncle noticed the apprehension in my light purple eyes.

"(Nodded my head no) No, uncle? You only tell me this because you care about me and my feelings. (Kiss him on his cheek) Even those, my emotions are still jumbled up about Miss Aperture…that she might be my birth mother? I trust you enough to tell her about me. So please go for the visit with her, uncle." I said, reassured as the secret elevator pinged on the sub-basement floor of the Canterlot trade center.

The secret elevator doors slide open onto a significant eighteen by thirty-foot square foot room; the ambient lighting was enough for me to see several cabinets hanging on the walls containing a wide variety of tickling instruments to be used on a helpless ticklish mare like me.

The bright ceiling light shining over an X-shaped restraining board drew my attention to the center of the room. At the top, bottom and middle of the restraining board were padded straps used to hold the victim still on the board, allowing the tickle torture to be administered. As nauseating spurts of adrenaline flooded my equine body, my uncle directed me toward a second room. He asked me to go into that room and take my dress off but keep on my undergarments and sandals. I will find a knee-length kimono robe that will fit me hanging on a coat hanger in the room.

The wedge heels of my sandals click-clack over the Romano oak brown hardwood floor of this room as I made my way toward the second room. Once I passed through the hinged door, I stood in a four by four square foot powder room with a classic-style white ceramic pedestal sink and classic-style white ceramic toilet.

This powder room was lit up by a double bright track lighting. A medium size mirror was attached to the wall above the sink. As my uncle says, hanging on a coat hanger in the room was a knee-length kimono robe that would fit me. Using my Alicorn levitation spell, I unzipped the zipper on the back of my dress and held the front of the garment with my hand. Once the garment loosely hung off my curvaceous equine figure, I replaced my dress with the knee-length kimono robe and walked out of the powder room after loosely tying the belt around my waist.

When I finished putting on the knee-length kimono robe replacing my sundress, my uncle adjusted the X-shaped restraining board to fit my Alicorn size. He asked me to remove the robe and place my feet on small shelves at the bottom of the X. I floated the robe onto a coat rack, leaving me wearing my tan-colored flattering lace hi-cut panties and lace push-up bra on my semi-nude curvaceous equine figure.

Once my feet were comfortably placed on the shelf, I felt the padded cuffs locked around my ankles. I tested the cuffs around my ankles, discovering that I could lift my legs a few inches before the bungee cord pulled them back onto the restraining board. The next cuff to be locked was the padded cuff over my waist; my uncle being cheeky, tickled my belly button with his finger, causing me to squirm. My uncle finished strapping me to the X-shaped restraining board by locking my wrists above my head, putting me in a spread-eagle position.

“Are you ready, niece? (Kissing me on my cheek)." Justice asked as I discovered I couldn't move my hands like my feet.

"I am uncle," I say as he slips the disruptor ring over my spiral horn, negating my Alicorn magic use.

My uncle pressed a button on the metal A-frame stand, causing the X-shaped restraining board to lay flat on the frame; my light purple eyes were looking at the room's ceiling. As I looked at the top, a sickening wave of terror welled up from my belly that my uncle sensed right away. My uncle brought his snout down and rubbed the end of his nose against my cheek, reassuring me it was all in fun and that he would not hurt me. As I calmed down, I nodded and told my uncle to go ahead and begin the tickle torture.

I let out a surprised squeal of laughter from my lips went my uncle scrambled all ten of his finger against my very tone tummy. I snort angrily at him and turn my face away for not telling me he would tickle my belly first. He kissed me on the cheek before leaning in and dancing his finger delicately across my tummy in devilish little circles and wiggles. I squirmed and arched my back, immediately busted into helpless giggles as my uncle attacked my very tone belly for some time. The sudden attack on my light pink very-tone tummy makes me laugh even harder.

"S-stop!! Sthap!" I barked, but my uncle was just getting started. He dug his fingers into my flanks and watched his beloved adopted niece squeal. I was much more ticklish than my uncle had anticipated…which was good since my uncle had no intention of hurting his special adopted niece. But this was also turning out to be much more fun for me than I expected.

"Oh, is my poor helpless light pink Alicorn mare ticklish?" Justice teased, the baby talk sounding so weird coming from him. But it only served to increase his beloved adopted niece's helpless giggles.

The Alicorn mare twisted and bucked, trying in vain to pull herself away from her uncle's fingers while he followed her erratic movements. His hand pressed up against my firm breasts while he tortured my belly.

"So very helpless," Justice whispered, curving his fingers around toward the small of my back and then back to my belly. Finally, he pulled away, giving me a few precious moments of oxygen. I peered at my uncle, trying to catch my breath while trying to find the energy to tug at my bonds again. I became anxious, clasping and unclasping my trapped hands in the cuffs as my uncle contemplated the push-up lace bra I wore and then it hit me.

“By all the light! Don’t remove my bra, uncle! And tickle my bare breasts! My body is overstimulated all ready!” I exclaimed as he traced his finger along the edge and cradle of my bra. I immediately giggled and tried to shy away from my uncle's probing finger in my bra.

“Not quite yet, dear niece! Let's see about these armpits." Justice commented as he reached up and started tickling my armpits. I immediately began to squirm. It lasted for a few seconds before he stopped and frowned at me.

“(Kissed me on my cheek) it times my dear niece.” Justice grinned as he undid my bra. He slowly drew his fingers along the underside of my breasts. My light purple eyes widened in shock as my body instantly tensed up from his touch.

"No! You would not, uncle…Uncle, w-wait a minute! Don't take my bra off!" I whimpered as he eased my bra off, exposing my firm light-pink breasts to the room's cool air.

"B-but you can't just…."I sputtered as my substantial light pink breasts spilled gently out of my bra into view. The sudden appearance of my breasts caused me to helplessly shiver as my uncle casually tossed my lace bra onto the ground, leaving my perfect firm light pink breasts bare as I began to blush.

"Oh my, I have forgotten just how perfect and sensitive the breasts of an Alicorn are," Justice said, admiring as he gently cupped my soft pink breasts in the palms of his hand, weight them and rubbed his thumbs against my creamy soft pelt.

At any other time, if a stallion fondles my breasts like my uncle is, it would be met with instant rage. But my body is so overstimulated from the tickle torture that I am writhing in pleasure. My slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes curl in ecstasy in my sandals, not wanting the fondling of my breasts to stop.

"By all the mercy…Please, uncle, stop fondling my breasts! I can't take it anymore." I said, pleading as hot waves swept into my belly as my light purple eyes came in and out of focus.

"Oh, but my dear niece, these perfect firm light pink breasts seem to be getting stiff? Are you getting cold? Or do they want to be tickled? What conundrum?" Justice said, pretending to be contemplating his next move.

And without warning, not one, two, or three, but four cobalt blue soft feathers create out of pure magic pop into existence. I howled with laughter as they began to dance lovingly around my helpless nipples. The feathers dusted back and forth along my exposed areolas and seesaw underneath my nipple, forcing weak yowls of laughter out of me. Calming the flames of passion I had throughout my body.

"Oh, how wonderful, niece; these breasts are so ticklish, aren't they? And wow, so very bouncy! !" Justice said, teasing as I squealed and laughed, and he watched my breasts bounce, jiggle, and wobble with every forced heave of my chest as the feathers danced and spun in circles around my perfect firm light pink breasts.

My tear-stained equine face became a mask of terror went my uncle reached for one of his feathers to take the reins of my tickle torture into his own hands. All I could do was watch helplessly as he took hold of his cobalt blue soft feathers in his fingers and delicately swirled it around and around my defenceless perfect firm light pink breasts forcing me to scream out in ticklish glee. Instantly regret agreeing to a full body tickle, but not angry about it. On the contrary, I was immensely enjoying the whole experience.

"(A huge smile on my niece's snout) it looks like you are enjoying the tickle torture, my dear niece? How about underneath those defenseless perfect firm light pink breasts? Tickle! Tickle!” Justice giggled.

The tickling torment continued went the cobalt blue soft feathers were placed gently under the swell of my left breast and tickled for a few minutes. Before he switched to the swell of my right breast and tickled under that one. An evil smile formed on my uncle's snout when he brought that wicked cobalt blue soft feather right between my cleavage.

He pumps the feather in and out of my cleavage, watching my perfect firm light pink breasts bounce with every shriek he forces out of my lips. If I could see through my teary light purple eyes at any point during the tickle torture of my sensitive bosom, I would have noticed that my uncle moved back to the side of the X-shaped restraint board, allowing the feather to continue forcing shrieks out of me.

In that position, he pressed a second button on the metal A-frame stand, causing the X-shaped restraining board to begin to morph into a chair; as he held my tail to keep it from becoming trapped went, the board complete transform into the chair. When the board finished transforming, he rested my tail on the chair's armrest and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

Hoping the tickle torture has ended, I gulp much-needed oxygen into my oxygen-deprived lungs. But it was only wishful thinking on my own account because the real tickle torture has yet to begin on the most sensitive part of my exhausted body, my light pink feet. The sensation of a trapdoor suddenly opening in my belly came to me, went the chair lifted up and laid on its back, putting my sandal-clad feet in the air.

I felt the two shelves through the soles of my shoes retract into the board, leaving my sandal-clad feet accessible. The look of a helpless mare's giggling turned into the look of ultimate horror, went my feet were the next target of this tickle torture. My uncle picked the right moment to target my feet because the sensitivity of my whole body was at its peak, and my feet are the most sensitive on my body.

"Well, my dear niece, it's time to reveal these ticklish light pink feet!" Justice exclaimed as I felt his warm breath on the tips of my toes through the opening on the front of my sandals as he stood over them. I nervously giggle as the warm air from his nostrils tickled the tips of my ten toes.

"U, uncle, no! Nonononono! N, not my toes! Not my feet! Anywhere but my feet!" I squealed, but it was too late. My uncle created two more cobalt blue feathers out of his magic and wiggled them against the tips of my ten toes through the opening in front of my sandals. I shrieked the loud as I ever did as my voice echoed around the room.

"Now for the real fun, my dear niece." Justice grinned wickedly as I heard the soft jingling of the metal buckles on my sandals breaking loose from around my perfectly shaped ankles and the shoes slipping off my feet.

With my sandals removed, my slenderly gracefully rounded, gorgeous, shaped pair of light pink Egyptian shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polish was revealed. My feet were slightly more petite than my aunt’s wider white with a hint of pink plushy bare feet, and my perfectly normal-shaped arches were shallow but with a smoother curve.

The soft round balls of my feet had a smooth curve, and gentle, flowing, beautiful slender curved heels accentuated my gorgeous shaped light pink bare feet. My feet were topped with ten slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes.

My two big toes were the longest on my long attractive light pink slim tapered bare feet, and the rest of my toes tapered off the end of my feet very alluring.

The creamy light pink smooth skins on the soles of my feet were luscious with very effortless creases upon them. That gently rolled went I unintentionally curled my ten slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes out of nervousness about removing my sandals.

"Now-now-now…my beloved niece, don't curl your toes like that; there is no getting away for me now," Justice said, grinning wickedly as he drew a little circle on the soft round balls of my feet.

My slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes wriggled and clenched helplessly, doing all they could to defend against my uncle’s slow, teasing assault on my creamy light pink smooth skins on the soles of my feet. But my uncle had no intention of letting his beloved niece's bare feet escape. He kept teasing, wiggling his fingers slow, gently and horrifically around the expanse of my helpless wiggling soles.

The diabolical nature of his fingers on my creamy light pink smooth skin worked its way closer and closer to my trembling, slightly plump elegant and dynamic slender long toes and the moment his fingers made contact with my toes, I unleashed a shriek.

"Noooot, my toes! Not my toohohohohohohhohohohos!" I squeaked as I thrashed my head back and forth as my uncle gently wriggled his fingertips along the underside of each of my slightly plump elegant and dynamic slender long toes.

"Oh, it such a pleasure tickling these long slender toes? And hearing my helpless niece shrieks her approval." Justice cooed as I wildly nodded my head no, trying vainly to talk through the haze of laughter that overwhelmed me.

"Now for something different, my dear ticklish niece…" Justice said ominously as four cobalt blue paint brushes popped into existence. I stared with fascinated horror as the paint brushes dipped forward, wiggling in a torturous slow burrow to force my slightly plump, elegant, dynamic, slender, long toes to splay apart. As they played in between, each of my helpless digits spun, twisted and painted, forcing many more yowls out of me.

"Nooo-ho-ho-ho-ho-hooooo!!!" I screamed as my stomach ached and substantial light pink breasts heaved.

I whipped my head wildly from side to side as each brush did something different on my light pink feet. The first one seesawed between my slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes. Why the other one spiral around and around on my creamy light pink smooth skin on the soles of my feet?

The third brush was the worst of all, tickling just underneath my light pink digits, and the final one twisted around my big toe and second toe in a devious figure eight. My uncle's brushes continued without as much as a break in his spell; the brushes ran on automation as they slowly spun, pressing against my other foot, forcing me to scream in uncontrollable ticklish glee.

Then it stopped; the paint brushes all stopped instantly in the blink of my tear-stained eyes, leaving me panting and gasping for air, sucking in what I could. I sat quietly, wondering what my uncle had up his sleeves next for my sensitive light pink bare feet. I caught a brief flicker of concern on my uncle's face for me.

"Are you ok, my beloved niece?” Justice asked as I did my best to get my breathing under control. I nodded my head no as the chair slowly rose back upright; deep down, I was sad it was all over. Even those my throat was sore from all the laughter, I really enjoyed my curvy equine figure being pushed to its limits. I blushed and got a hot flush when my uncle again fondled my naked breasts with his hand. He grinned went he noticed the look of relief on my face.

"Don't think it over yet, niece! I am just giving you a small reprieve? Till I transform the chair again into a chaise lounge.” Justice explained as my mouth dropped open in shock.

‘It not done? Impossible! What more can he do to me?’ I thought as the leg rest rose, extending it in front of me with my feet locked.

My light purple eyes widened with alarm as two round frames rose on either side of my soft pink bare feet; the two round frames reminded me of cup holders. But why would there be a cup holder unless my uncle was putting something inside them, like more tickling tools to tickle torture, only my feet again?

My heart pounded as early tickle torture on my feet overstimulated them, making them more susceptible. I struggled harder in my bonds as my uncle placed two squeeze bottles in the cup holders with some kind of liquid inside each of them.

After placing them in the cup holders, he undid my arms over my head one at one time, locking them in cuffs on armrests.

Which came as a huge relief to me as my arms were getting tired of being over my head for that long. I heard the click-clack of metal wheels on the hardwood floor as a small wheeled stool surrounded by a cobalt blue magic aura rolled in front of my feet. My uncle sat down on the stool in front of my feet as my slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes instinctively curled and splayed on top of my feet.

My uncle reached under the extended footrest and produced a small towel; he began to dry my sweaty feet. I stifled a giggle went he ran the towel between my long toes to dry my sweat there as it tickled. With my right foot dry, he took hold of the first squeeze bottle and squeezed a sticky substance all over my foot; the sticky substance caused my long toes to stick together for a little while before I could pull them apart.

"That honey!" I exclaimed as I picked up the sweet scent from my covered, sensitive right foot.

“Do you dare?! Do what I think you are going to do, uncle!” I screamed as he removed the cuff on my ankle and cupped my beautiful slender curved heel.

He turned my foot so my perfectly normal-shaped, shallow arch was visible but with a smoother curve. I tried vainly to free my foot from his grip, but he had a firm grip. I giggled and screamed for him to stop licking the honey from my arch as his tongue tickled. I continued to howl with laughter went he finished cleaning my arch of the honey and started on my creamy light pink smooth skin on the sole of my foot.

It only got worse for me went my uncle started to suck the honey off my toes and lick the pads of my toes. I screamed in ticklish misery went he squeezed the other substance all over my horribly ticklish soles and toes of my other foot. I remember nothing after that as I passed out from the tickle torture and came to an hour later.

"Wake up, niece," Justice says as I feel my body shake.

"(opening my eyes) oh uncle that was fun…" I said as I realized I was free of all cuffs and sitting on the chair.

My slenderly gracefully rounded gorgeous shaped pair of light pink Egyptian shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenails polishes pip-pops on the Romano oak brown hardwood floor of this room as I stood on shaky light pink elegant legs trying to regain my balance from sitting for too long. My uncle caught me when I lost my balance, and he blushed as I was still bare-chested and took my bra off.

I floated my bra to me and put it back on, concealing my perfect firm light pink bare breasts. I stretch my sore muscles and wings to loosen them before sitting back on the chair, allowing my uncle to fondle my light pink Egyptian shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polishes, giving them the love they rightly deserve after enduring the tickle torture of my whole body.

The Jeweler P4 Ch 13

My slenderly, gracefully rounded, gorgeously shaped pair of light pink Egyptian shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenails polish pip-pops on the Romano oak brown hardwood floor of this room as I stood on shaky soft pink elegant legs trying to regain my balance from sitting for too long. My uncle caught me when I lost my balance, and he blushed as I was still bare-chested from him, taking off my bra to target my perfectly shaped light breasts.

I floated my bra to me and put it back on, concealing my perfect, firm, light pink bare breasts. I stretch my sore muscles and wings to loosen them before sitting back down on the chair. Allowing my uncle to fondle my soft and perfect light pink Egyptian-shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polish, giving them the love they rightly deserve after enduring the tickle torture of my whole body.

"I thought about what you say, Uncle…Why you were tickle torturing my whole body." I commented as I softly giggled as my uncle was shrimping my five slightly plump, elegant, and dynamic, slender long toes, savoring the taste of my soft digits.

"I will join you for the visits with Miss Aperture, uncle," I said as my uncle started to shrimp my other light pink five, slightly plump, elegant, and dynamic, slender long toes savoring the sweet taste of my soft digits.

"Are you sure, niece?" my uncle asked as he unwrapped his lips from around my longer big toe, stopping him from savoring the taste of that slightly plump, elegant, and dynamic single, slender, long digit on the end of my foot.

"I am uncle!" I said reassuringly as he gestured me back to the four by four square foot powder room to put my sun dress back on.

It took me only a few minutes to put my sun dress back on; as I walked toward my uncle, my removed wedge sandals were floating in midair inside my uncle’s magic bubble, waiting for me. I blinked with surprise when my sandals popped out of existence, leaving me in my light pink Egyptian-shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polish.

My uncle pretended that he screwed up the casting of his unicorn magic, making my sandals disappear, and apologized for the error. I knew better, as my uncle is proficient in using his unicorn magic. I softly chuckled into the back of my hand. I played along with my uncle's deception, telling him it was a beautiful warm Saturday afternoon, so walking around barefooted was the perfect complement to this day.

Besides, my light pink Egyptian-shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polishes were too lovely to be hidden in my sandals. With that, we head back upstairs aboard the secret elevator to my aunt's office on the Canterlot Trade Center executive floor to leave.

During the ride back up, my uncle asked me to hold on to the side of the car, and he gently bent my leg up to continue tickling my light pink Egyptian-shaped bare feet with opaque glacial white toenail polishes all the way back up.

The following Saturday, the visit with Miss Filomena Amore Aperture was planned for that Saturday, so both of us would be free. In Small Park, not too far from the city of grazing hills, a hyperventilating beautiful light pink Alicorn mare with moderate violet, moderate rose, and pale gold streaked layered and long wave styled mane and tail is anxious about the meeting. Her curvy 5ft 9in equine figure was attired in a beige mare's v-neck short-sleeve blouse and black straight-fit trousers.

Her light pink, elegant, long Alicorn legs were hidden by the pant legs of her trousers. On her ten-inch long, attractive Egyptian delicate light pink slim bare feet with beige and a touch of soft pink nail polish were black desert breeze mare's heather-heeled sandals with two-inch block heels. And folded on her back were her medium-sized light pink feathery bird wings. This Alicorn mare was Chief Operating Officer Cadence Sparkle for the Dayspring Corporation and my adoptive niece.

"Niece, take slow, deep breaths; this is not like you to hyper-ventilate. You are very calm, mare." I said, reassuring as the sentiment seemed not to work on my adoptive niece this time with her anxieties at her peak.

Thinking quickly, I walked my hyper-ventilating beloved adoptive niece over to an empty bench in the park and sat her down on it. I rested her slender ankle on my thigh and unbuckled her ankle strap around her ankle, removing it from her foot.

I pressed the reflexology pressure point on her naked foot's sole, calming her anxiety and slowing her breathing to normal. As I pressed the pressure points on her foot, she kissed me on my cheek and relaxed.

“You know niece…You could forget coming to the meeting with Miss Aperture. If you are not up to it." I suggest stroking my niece's bare sole with my finger, feeling her soft and smooth skin on the bottom of her naked foot with beige and a touch of gentle pink nail polish.

"Tee-hee…I am sorry, uncle, but I can't do that." Cadence comments using her Alicorn telekinesis ability to unbuckle her other ankle strap from around her ankle and float it off her foot next to her other removed sandal on the bench.

"Please, uncle, continue stroking both my naked soles with your fingers….the tickle sensation always relieves my anxiety because my Alicorn feet are so sensitive…Maybe after a few more strokes, I'll be ready to meet with Miss Aperture." Cadence explains, nervous as I felt the tension in her feet as I held them on my thigh and tickled her naked soles.

Meanwhile, at an English revival manor home in the city of grazing hills, walking about in her medium-sized great room, more nervous than my adoptive niece, was a glamorous-looking grayish heliotrope-colored Alicorn mare with a well-styled pale, light grayish arctic blue mane and tail. Her 6ft 6in marvelous equine figure was in a black and gold floral print short-sleeved midi fit and flares dress. The hem of the skirt hit her just past her lovely knees.

On her twelve-and-two-third-inch long grayish heliotrope colored wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender Egyptian-shaped bare feet with yellow nail polish were a pair of nude colored faux leather sexy flat strappy gladiator style sandals with one-half inch block heels.

And protruding from the opening in front of the sandals were her longer grayish heliotropes colored big toes. Why the rest of her healthy care for pedicure toes tapering off her feet at a forty-five-degree angle. The optimal perfect-shaped long tapered digits of wickedly gorgeous, exquisite curvy, slender Egyptian-shaped bare feet.

Her extraordinary-looking arches had generous curves, making her naked feet very appealing through the side cut-outs of her sexy sandals she wore upon her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender Egyptian-shaped bare feet.

'By my stars…my heart is just pounding out of my chest…and my feet are just saturated with my sweat even though I am wearing sandals on my bare feet….This not like you Filomena, you are just a very confident jeweler mare…but still my heart is pounding.' Filomena thought as she sat down on a colored blooming grove accent chair in her great room before unzipping her nude-colored faux leather sexy, flat, strappy gladiator-style sandals with one-half-inch block heels and removing them, allowing her to create a large towel to dry the sweat off her feet.

Filomena shot upright in her chair when she heard the doorbell ring on the front door of her manor home; she pip-pops in her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender Egyptian-shaped bare feet with yellow nail polish across the rustic natural colored oak smooth engineered hardwood flooring of her foyer to answer her door. She slowly opens the one-lite, one-panel spectrum satin glass leaded glass mahogany front double door to her manor home.

"Tee-hee, it looks like you once again caught me walking about in my bare feet, Mr. Silverlight, and from prior experience at my jeweled saddle jewelry company…You don't mind a barefooted mare…I just have to watch that you don't get hold of my foot and attack my highly sensitive arches." Filomena said, friendly and knowing, as she noticed someone else still sitting in Justice's vehicle in her driveway.

"Huh? Did you bring someone else with you, Mr. Silverlight?" Filomena asked wondering

"I did Miss Aperture…." I said as Filomena lifted her hand up and stopped me.

"Please call me Filomena if you don't mind…This is not a formal business meeting by any stretch of the imagination…I asked you to visit me so you can tell me about my daughter." Filomena said casually as I agreed to call her by her first name, and she did the same.

"Very well Filomena…As for the other pony in the car…I care very much for that pony, so I asked her to take her time coming inside…she is anxious about meeting you, Filomena." I explain as Filomena blinks her moderate arctic blue eyes in surprise at my answer.

"Nervous about meeting me?" Filomena said, puzzled, as she brought her hand up to the lower half of her snout, shocked.

"So Filomena, let's start with those feet of your…I am very anxious to see how sensitive they are really." I said as it snapped her from her thoughts about the other mare that came with me.

"Oh, all right, Justice…I'll let that other mare come inside when she ready, no rush.,Besides, I am barefooted already…so let's begin with my feet first. Because you like to fondle mare's bare feet, I greatly enjoy having stallions fondling my Egyptian-shaped bare feet.” Filomena said passionately as we walked into her manor home to begin the examination of those wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender Egyptian-shaped bare feet with yellow nail polish.

I watch my uncle and my birth mother walk into the English revival manor home that is my birth mother's home. As I sat in the passenger seat of my uncle's vehicle, waves of acid constantly welled up from my belly as my slightly plump, elegant, and dynamic light pink slender long toes curled in my sandals. Additionally, my ten-inch long, attractive Egyptian delicate pink, slim bare feet with beige and a touch of soft pink nail polish were saturated with my sweat, even though I was wearing sandals.

'By all the sun's mercies! Why can't I stop my belly from spinning? I have never felt this nervous about anything…’ I thought as I watched her my inch-long, attractive Egyptian delicate, light pink, slim bare feet with beige and a touch of soft pink nail polish continue to produce sweat even on it was a mild, warm day in the City of Grazing Hills.

‘Dang it! Ms Sparkle! Just calm yourself down…You have been looking for your missing birth mother for twenty-one years since leaving the orphanage in Monocolt. My two adopted aunts have always supported me no matter where the clues lead me…my adopted uncle kept me motivated when I hit a dead end…but still, I can't calm myself.' I thought, frustrated, as my erratic movements caused the heart-shaped pendant to pop out of the v-neck short-sleeve blouse I had on.

“Huh? The pendant my adopted uncle gave me…after reuniting with my aunt Celestia after so many years apart." I comment as tears come to my light purple eyes as I see it shining in sunlight.

Without a second thought, I unbuckled my sweat-soaked sandals and exited the vehicle, making my way toward the front door of my birth mother's home. Along the way, I left a wet, perfectly shaped footprint on the concrete path leading up to my birth mother's front door. As I pushed through the front door into the manor home, I heard maniacal mare's laughter from the nearby great room.

My ten-inch long, attractive Egyptian delicate light pink, slim bare feet with beige and a touch of soft pink nail polish pip-popped across the rustic natural colored oak smooth engineered hardwood flooring of the foyer of my birth mother’s manor home. As I stood in the transition space between the entry and great room, lying on an aqua-colored blooming grove sofa, was my birth mother. Her moderate arctic blue eyes were filled with tears.

My uncle has trapped her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender grayish heliotrope-colored Egyptian-shaped bare feet with yellow nail polish inside a bubble float in midair. Why ten tiny bubbles held back her elegant grayish heliotrope-colored shapely slender long toes, causing the smooth skin on the bottom of her feet to become taut.

With the smooth skin drawn tight, he was using one finger to tickle a particular portion of the soles of the feet, causing Filomena to squeal and begin to giggle again, pleading with Justice to move to a different part of her foot. The blood drained from Filomena's face, and Justice produced a dark blue magically created soft bristle brush. This caused Filomena to giggle and scream for him to stop as the brush tickled the smooth skin of her helpless, naked feet.

"Ahahahahahahahahaaah stop it! Ahahahahaha!!" Filomena screamed when she noticed the beautiful light pink Alicorn mare with moderate violet, moderate rose, and pale gold streaked layered and long wave-styled mane and tail standing in the opening.

I watched as tears of joy filled Filomena Amore Aperture's moderate arctic blue eyes when she saw my adopted niece standing in the opening. I quickly released Filomena's trapped wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender grayish heliotrope-colored Egyptian-shaped bare feet with yellow nail polish from all my bubbles. She once flapped her large grayish heliotrope-colored feathered bird wings to get to her feet. Only a moment later, I heard the rapid pip-pops of naked mare's bare feet run over the rustic natural colored oak smooth engineered hardwood flooring toward the opening.

"(dialed a number on my cell phone). It looks like everything is going as planned, my love." I say to the pony on the other end of the line.

"Oh, your poor feet are hurting, my love…well, we know how to cure that…But it might take several tries to fix them….As many as it takes, sound good," I say to the pony on the other end of the line before hanging up with a smile on my snout.