A Couple of Tickles

by StarkyShy

Rating: mature
Tags: Yona, Anthro, Young Six, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Romance, Sandbar
Length: 8280

Sandbar and Yona planned a night full of lovingly kinky, tickly fun.

All characters in this story are depicted as adults.

Art by Caroo

Anonymous Commission

Sandbar and Yona have waited for what seems like forever, but they finally have the opportunity to spend the night alone together, and they're pulling out all the stops for their favorite couple activity: playful tickle torture.

Plenty of tickle tools have been prepared to make sure they're laughing and screaming all night long.

Hopefully the ropes hold this time.

Been a long time since I got to do a fun consensual tickling story!

Story contains: Taking turns tickling, bondage, foot fetish, lovey-dovey laughs, unintentional voyeurism

Published 2023-02-24 22:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-02-24 22:00:00 UTC

Yelping Yona

“Heehee! Eeheeheeheehee!”

Yona couldn’t stop giggling to herself, she was just too excited for tonight. She was bouncing so much on the balls of her feet, she was ready to start jumping and shaking everything in her dorm room. The fact that she was currently standing by herself in her room late at night did nothing to decrease her volume.

Though she wasn’t entirely alone in her dorm. She kept looking at the door to the bathroom, waiting for the pony on the other side to open it.

Once the knob started to turn and the door creaked open, the grin on Yona’s face grew wider.

The bathroom door flew open to reveal Yona’s boyfriend, Sandbar, wearing nothing but his underwear, but very obviously holding some sort of box behind his back.

“Aaagh, what take Sandbar so long?” Yona’s impatient huff was mitigated by the excited grin that was still on her face.

“Heh, I needed to make sure everything was ready for tonight! Didn’t spend the last week planning for nothing, ya know!” Sandbar chuckled.

“Yeah, last week feel like whole year!” Yona’s natural curiosity led her to keep trying to take a peek at what was inside the box. Though no matter how much she leaned, Sandbar kept turning, making sure most of it was hidden out of her sight.

“Ehehe, I can tell you’ve already gotten ready…” Despite trying his best, Sandbar’s eyes naturally could not stop wandering away from Yona’s eyes. Unlike him, Yona was fully naked and practically flaunting it. “Didn’t even wanna wait to take your clothes off, huh?”

Yona smugly put her hands on her hips, letting her chest puff out. “Yona proud of yak body! Yona would go to class naked if Headmare Twilight allowed it!”

Sandbar had no idea if Yona was joking with that statement, but boy did it give him one hell of a visual fantasy.

Of course, he didn’t need to start daydreaming. Yona was naked in front of him right now. “Well, that’s a shame. Now I won’t get to take off your clothes myself!” Sandbar put the box down and wiggled his fingers right in front of her. “And here I was, hoping to tickle you so much your bra popped off…”

“E-Eeheeheeheehee! Q-Quit it, Sandbar!” The giggles wouldn’t stop coming out of Yona as she wrapped her arms tight around herself, preemptively protecting herself from Sandbar’s fingers.

Seeing Yona recoil only made Sandbar lean in closer, just barely keeping his fingers from actually touching the yak’s sides. “Oh? You’re giggling already? I haven’t even started tickling you yet…”

Yona knew fully well that Sandbar wasn’t touching her at all, and yet the giggles kept pouring from her lips all the same. Just seeing him wiggling his fingers and all the excitement building up was enough to make her squeal with delight. “Aaaahaha! S-Stahahahap!”

Sandbar took a step forward with a mischievous chuckle. “Stop what? I’m not doing anything! You’re the one who’s laughing herself silly!” he teased.

As Sandbar stepped forward, Yona stepped backwards. Her sights were set on those evil wiggling fingers that were so close to attacking her stomach, laughing as if he was actually touching her.

“Gahaha! Sandbar sohohoho mea-Woah-WOAH!”

Yona was so focused on avoiding Sandbar’s tickles that she wasn’t looking behind her, falling right onto the bed with a heavy thud.

Sandbar took the opportunity to pounce on his girlfriend and “pin” her down with the strength he absolutely did not actually have over her. “Well, if you’re so eager to be tickled that badly, how about you go first?”

Yona’s laughter was more sheepish than giddy now. She started to blush as Sandbar had his hands lightly pressing down on her shoulders. “Ehehe…Yes. Yona would love that.”

With a quick kiss, Sandbar slid off to open the mystery box. Yona tilted her head down, but couldn’t see much until Sandbar started pulling things out.

The first thing she saw Sandbar taking out was some large cuffs, with the interiors lined with fuzzy padding. The next was several long, thick bundles of blue rope.

“I asked Professor Rarity to make these even stronger, so hopefully they’ll last longer than one session this time,” Sandbar teased, pulling one of the strands of rope taut.

“With way Sandbar tickles Yona? Yona can’t make promises!” she winked, sliding onto the bed to get into position.

Sandbar brought the ropes and cuffs to the bed, ready to secure Yona in place. Yona had already put herself in a spread eagle position, arms and legs opened wide to reach each corner of the massive bed.

The first thing Sandbar did was put the cuffs on, wrapping them around Yona’s wrists to make sure they fit snugly on before attaching the rope and tying all the knots.

As a bit of an extra precaution, and to add to the kinky experience, Sandbar had another pair of cuffs ready. These went on Yona’s elbows.

As Yona was lying still to be tied down, she couldn’t help but look back at the box. She knew there had to be more inside than just cuffs and rope. She started to lean and turn to try and peer inside. She could make out the handle of something, and some pieces of fabric, but she’d have to get closer to get a better look…

Sandbar noticed the obvious attempt to sneak a peek, and sitting right on Yona’s stomach gave him the perfect opportunity to quickly skitter his fingers against her ribs.

“Yaaahahahaha!” Yona instinctively pulled her arms down to protect herself, immediately putting her focus back onto Sandbar, who had a cheeky grin on his face as he got his fingers between her ribs.

“No peeking!” Sandbar playfully chastised as he stopped the tickling.

“Hmmph, fine. Yona will wait for surprise then,” she said with a huff, putting her arms back up into position, albeit with some hesitation.

After putting the cuffs on Yona’s wrists and elbows, Sandbar turned around to place the rest on Yona’s ankles and knees.

As Yona felt Sandbar tightening the cuff around her right ankle, she saw how close he was to her foot and smirked. She slowly started to wiggle and flex her toes in front of his face, letting out a few light, innocent-sounding giggles.

Sandbar noticed Yona’s wiggling foot, practically begging to be tickled. His hands raised for just a moment with his fingers clawed, but he found enough restraint to put them down. As tempting as it was, tickling Yona’s feet while he was on her legs wouldn’t go over well if she decided to start kicking, whether on purpose or out of reflex.

Even though Sandbar continued to put the straps on her, Yona knew that Sandbar wasn’t entirely ignoring her feet. She kept curling and wiggling her toes, tempting her boyfriend with her massive soles.

Sandbar forced out an exhale through his nostrils as he tried to focus on finishing up the cuffs. Every time his eyes wandered to Yona’s toes, he’d just mentally remind himself he’d get his revenge in a few minutes.

Once all the cuffs were on Yona’s arms and legs, it was time to use the rope. Sandbar put the ropes through the rings in the cuffs, and dragged them underneath the bed to the opposite side, making tight knots along the way.

“And there we go! All comfy, Yona?”

Yona did a few test tugs against the rope. With the expert knots and sturdy rope, the yak was secure on the bed, hardly able to lift any limb more than a few inches off the mattress. Despite the lack of mobility, the padded fuzzy interiors of the cuffs made sure she was still comfortable. “Mmhm! Yona ready!”

“Perfect!” Sandbar grinned and hopped up onto the bed, looking over at the fully exposed body of his yak girlfriend, wondering where to tickle first.

The impish smirk on Sandbar’s face gave Yona a chill. She could see his wiggling fingers approaching, and this time, there was no backing away from them.

Sandbar’s eyes gleamed as he found his first target. He gently sat himself down on Yona’s thighs, looking down at her massive frame. There was no better time than now to see if the ropes made by Rarity and the knot skills he learned from Applejack were of any use to him tonight. His fingertips rested on Yona’s body, letting the anticipation build up before making a further move.

“Mmm…nnnf…!” Yona puffed up her cheeks to try and keep the giggling inside. She knew that if she started laughing again, Sandbar would keep teasing her relentlessly about it. But the evil look in his eye and his fingers just resting on her sides, making her squirm around ever so slightly…That evil pony was making “nothing” tickle so much!

“Naaahahahahaha! Eeheeheeheep!” The moment that Sandbar’s fingers started tapping her sides, Yona immediately burst out into a giggling fit. Any semblance of a defense from the yak quickly broke down.

“Hehehe, there it is! Didn’t take long for the laughter to come out!” Sandbar teased. Hearing Yona’s bubbly and excited laughter made him grin ear to ear. It made him all the more excited for what he had planned next to make her really start squealing.

Yona kept wiggling her hips as the giggles kept pouring out from her lips. She could feel Sandbar’s fingers only going lightly against her sides, though the simple taps were enough to get her to squirm.

Of course, Sandbar wasn’t going to be satisfied with just a few pokes and prods. He gradually upped the tickles. His fingers moved faster, skittering up and down, now hitting her sides, ribs, and her hips.

“Yaaaahahahahaha! Aaaahahaaa! It tihihihihihickles!” Yona giggling picked up in volume. She began arching her back as Sandbar’s nimble fingers went up and down her body, digging just a little deeper to make her jolt.

“Oh I bet it does!” Sandbar chuckled, alternating between squeezes to Yona’s hips and sides. “I can’t wait to see how you react once the real tickles start…”

Yona felt another chill shoot down her spine. “Aaaaahaha! Eeeheeheek! R-Real tickles?” Sandbar’s low, seductive tone and the smirk on his face made Yona just as excited as she was worried.

Sandbar began walking his fingers up Yona’s body, starting with her hips, then onto her sides, up her ribcage, making sure to poke the spots between each rib, finally stopping right at the top rib.

There was a fleeting instant of hesitation on Sandbar’s end, where he silently prayed that the ropes would hold as he plunged his fingers into Yona’s armpits.

“GYAAAHAHAHAHAHA!” Yona reflexively fought against the ropes to try and put her arms down at her sides, but her bonds held strong. Thanks to the additional cuffs on her elbows that were also being pulled down towards the mattress, Yona’s arms only moved a few inches downwards, her armpits were still plenty exposed for Sandbar’s fingers to explore.

Sandbar’s smug look broke just for a moment to let out a sigh of relief. It was only a few tugs, but seeing how the ropes held firm gave him the confidence he needed to get even meaner.

Yona felt Sandbar raking his fingers inside her armpits. The speed of his wild scribbling got faster and faster once he was sure that they were left wide open. No matter how much she tried pulling her arms down, the ropes made sure that she was left defenseless. “AAAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!”

“Heheheh…Trying to pull your arms down? Why?” Sandbar taunted, leaning in closer as he slid his index and middle fingers up and down the hollows of her pits. “Could it be that your armpits are…ticklish?”

“Y-YEHEHEHEHES! ARMPITS TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLISH!” Yona could hardly look Sandbar in the eyes with that sinister look that he was giving her.

Though Yona’s limbs were firmly tied down, the rest of her body had a bit more freedom to wiggle and bounce around on the bed. And it’s that wiggling that gave Sandbar his next idea to strike.

“Mmhm? And are you ticklish…here?”

Yona arched her back as she gasped in shock. She felt a skittering under her breasts, and an immediate burning in her ears and on her cheeks. “A-Aaaahaaaah! S-Sandbar!”

“I’m not hearing an answer…!” Sandbar chuckled as his fingers delicately danced across Yona’s chest.

“Nnnnf! Y-Yehehes! Oooooh! Yona’s breasts tihihihickliiiish!” Little gasps and moans mixed in with all of Yona’s giggles. “Eeeheehee! T-Tihihihickle Yona thehehehere!”

Sandbar leaned in closer, gently rubbing Yona’s nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. “Come again? I didn’t quite catch that…”

Yona tried to force a frustrated scowl, but the way Sandbar was pinching her nipples made a moan come out of her lips instead. “Naaaah! T-Tickle Yona’s breasts! P-Please!”

“With pleasure!” With a soft chuckle, Sandbar planted a kiss on Yona’s cheek before rolling off.

Yona watched as Sandbar walked to the box, where she finally saw a bit more of what he was hiding inside. The room was dimly lit, but she still clearly saw him pull out two rather large feathers. One blue, and one yellow.

Sandbar hopped back onto Yona’s stomach, pointing the feathers towards Yona’s now erect nipples. He thought about making her wiggle and squirm in anticipation again, but he was far too eager to start doing the actual tickling.

Once the feathers touched down onto Yona’s breasts, they soon went on separate journeys. The blue feather made short strokes up and down against Yona’s nipple, while the yellow feather trailed against the underside of her breasts. “A-Aaahahahaa…oooooohooohoo…aaaahaaa…”

It took a bit of concentration to have the feathers do two different tickling motions, but it was worth it to draw all those moans and giggles out. “Does Yona liiiike?”

“Nnnnf! Yes! Yona like sooooohohohoho muuuuuch!” Yona started to drool from the corners of her lips. Her head rocked from side to side as the blue feather swept across both nipples. Meanwhile, the yellow feather circled around Yona’s breasts, though she did feel it sneaking its way into her armpits every so often, which would always get a jolt and a squeak out of her.

Just to be extra mean, Sandbar kept the yellow feather at Yona’s armpits, while he slipped the blue feather between her breasts, sawing it right in her cleavage.

“Aaaah! Eeeheeheeheeheep! H-Hehehehehey!” Yona gasped in mock protest, now being tickled more than pleasured. Not that she was complaining of course.

“Whaaaat? I’m doing what you asked!” Sandbar said in mock-innocence, completely ignoring the feather he was stroking in the hollows of her pits.

The feathers weren’t quite as tickly as Sandbar’s fingers, but they were much more effective at getting her all flustered. She still fought to close off her armpits, but the ropes weren’t even showing signs of fraying.

Of course, all the little verbal teases from Sandbar were also contributing to her red cheeks. The constant switch of tones between playful teasing and seductive left Yona constantly blushing and squirming.

“Heh, would ya look at that!” Sandbar chuckled, moving the blue feather onto Yona’s stomach. “These big strong arms and these rock solid abs…and yet they’re still no match for these soft, soft feathers…”

“Gyaaahahahaha! S-Sandbar! Thahahat not tickling-EEEHEEHEEHEEK!” Yona was about to point out how far Sandbar moved away from her request, only for the feather to dip into her navel.

“Whaddya mean? The way you’re laughing, it looks like it’s tickling a lot!” Sandbar smugly chuckled, moving the feather alongside the grooves of her abs.

“Aaahahahaa yoooooouuuuu!” Yona gave a tug against the ropes in an actual attempt to break free, but still got nowhere.

Yona’s loud squeal filled Sandbar with glee. He was determined to get Yona into a totally flustered, hysterical state. And as fun as using these familiar feathers was, he had a whole box full of toys to utilize, and an idea on how to use some of them quickly hatched in his mind.

After a few brief strokes to her breasts for good measure, Sandbar started off his plan. “Hey Yona, you wanna try a new position?”

“Ahhh...hah…n-new position?” Yona raised an eyebrow as she was cooling off. “Yona not tied down tight enough?”

“Oh, I don’t need more rope or anything like that! Just wanna try something with you on your stomach.”

Yona was curious, but not suspicious. “Hmm…okay!”

Thankfully, all Sandbar had to do was unlatch all the cuffs to free Yona, and then reattach them once she flipped over.

Yona briefly sat up straight, stretching her body and shaking off all the tingles before turning onto her stomach. “Nnnf. New ropes strong! Yona not sure if even she can break them!”

“Hmhmhm, well, that’s promising, at least! It means that we can get a lot of use out of them!” Sandbar grinned as he started putting the cuffs back on.

“...Though I’ll be sure to really put them to the test, just in case…” he quietly whispered to himself with a smirk.

Soon, Yona was back to being tied down onto the bed, with a pillow under her chin for comfort. The only other major difference aside from her orientation was that Sandbar moved her ankles closer together so that they touched.

Now on her stomach, Yona’s field of vision was much less engaging than before. She turned her head as far as she could, but couldn’t see where Sandbar was. “So why Yona have to be like this?”

Yona only heard Sandbar’s voice and felt a slight shift on the mattress as he spoke.

“Well, you and I know that I’ve tickled your sides, stomach, sides, armpits plenty of times…” he said, digging his fingers into each spot as he named them off.

Even as Sandbar was telegraphing where his fingers were going to go, not being able to see them moving kept catching Yona off-guard, making her jolt and squeak with each squeeze and wiggle.

“I’ve pretty much tickled you everywhere! …Everywhere but…”

Yona felt Sandbar’s fingers lightly pressing down between her shoulder blades, slowly walking down her back.

“Everywhere but…”

Yona shivered. Sandbar’s fingers were in that frustrating state of almost tickling her to get giggles out.

Once Sandbar reached Yona’s tail, he got both hands to start spidering all over Yona’s rear. “Everywhere butt…”

“YAAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” The sudden jump in intensity and Sandbar’s terrible joke left Yona squealing.

“Oh, so it is ticklish! Interesting…” Sandbar chuckled, giving Yona’s cheeks plenty of squeezes and wiggling fingers.

“AIIIEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! SAHAHAHAHANDBAHAHAHAR! IT REALLY TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Yona’s hips wriggled from side to side, trying to knock Sandbar off, but her attempts did little to deter him.

Sandbar chuckled as he let up on the tickling. “Heheh, never crossed my mind until now, glad we found out together!”

“That whole reason why Sandbar want Yona to turn over?” Yona huffed.

“Well, that and it was a better position for what I wanted to do with these…”

Yona felt a single poke against her sole and immediately froze up. “Wh-What Sandbar do with Yona’s feet?” she asked, the excitement shaking her voice.

Sandbar shifted himself over to the foot of the bed, kneeling in front of Yona’s massive soles. “Oh, I promise you’ll love it!”

After that, there was silence from Sandbar’s end, which started to get Yona worried. Not being able to see what he was doing left Yona alone, with her mind wandering to all sorts of possibilities as to what Sandbar might be planning. Her first thought was that Sandbar was getting a massive, elaborate machine out from inside the box. One that would analyze and target all the most sensitive spots on her feet, and then tickle them all at once with lasers. Another idea that went in her head was that Sandbar was getting even more restraints for her feet so that she couldn’t do so much as wiggle her toes. What was Sandbar planning to do?

Yona eventually got her answer as she felt something getting squirted onto her soles. While it was slightly cold, it didn’t exactly feel like a liquid, she couldn’t feel it running down her feet.

Yona then felt Sandbar’s hands pressing against her feet, rubbing all over. Another squirt onto her feet, and then more rubbing. It quickly became clear what Sandbar was doing.

With the size difference between them, Yona’s feet were huge. He could easily bury his entire head into her sole. The length from heel to toe on Yona’s foot was almost the length from Sandbar’s waist to the top of his chest. He had a lot of space to cover, which is why he was thankful he got the biggest bottle of lotion he could find. Even though it was a very eyebrow-raising purchase to make as a young adult stallion shopping alone.

“Ooooh…ohhhh yes…Rub Yona’s feet…” Yona hummed happily as Sandbar was rubbing the lotion into her feet. Her toes slowly curled and uncurled, practically melting into bliss as she felt those hands kneading into her tired soles.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Sandbar cooed, continuing the massage and lotion rubdown on Yona, making sure to get the rose-scented lotion into every bit of her feet. “Your feet must be aching from all the running and stomping you do…”

“Hnnn…yeah…Ohhhh! Sandbar’s hands…so good…” Sandbar was doing far more than just rubbing Yona’s feet, he was making sure to press his thumbs and knuckles into the tired and sore spots on her feet. There were firm presses to the balls of her feet, or knuckles rolled into her arches to make her moan and drool. All the tension she had from anticipating all the tickles and from the long and tiring day were fading away.

Sandbar was right, Yona was loving this.

Though just covering the soles wasn't enough. Sandbar made sure to rub the lotion all over Yona’s feet, sticking his fingers between her toes, running his hands on the tops of her feet, even the ankles got their fair share of loving rubs.

Yona was practically melting away in total bliss. More and more happy, aroused moans left her lips as she felt Sandbar’s thumbs pressing right underneath her big toes. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier…

Sandbar’s ears picked up the sleepy yawns hidden in Yona’s moans. Perhaps it was time for a little wake-up…

Yona was slowly drifting off to sleep due to all the ways Sandbar was making her relaxed. The gentle squeezes to her toes, the kneading to her arches, the brush that was now scrubbing against her soles-

“WAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!” Yona’s eyes immediately shot wide open as she struggled to turn around or kick her legs.

“Oooh, that got you up!” Sandbar chuckled as he kept sweeping the hairbrush across Yona’s feet. “Maybe I should wake you up like that every morning!”

“AAAAHA! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO! S-SAHAHAHAHAHANDBAHAHAHAHAR!” Yona struggled to try and pull her feet away, but even as she tugged against the ropes, she couldn’t lift her feet up off the mattress.

Thanks to the lotion, the rounded bristles easily glided across Yona’s soles. Hearing Yona scream with wild laughter got Sandbar’s blood pumping, he had no intention of slowing down.

“EEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEK! STAHAHAHAHAHAP! BRUSH TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES! BRUHUHUHUHUHUSH TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Yona pounded the bed in frustration. That evil Sandbar! The lotion massage was all a front to make her drop her defenses, and it worked! She’d be more furious if she wasn’t laughing so hard.

“I bet it does! It must tickle soooooo muuuuuch! After all, I know how your soles are suuuuper ticklish…” Even with the hairbrush making great speeds across Yona’s feet, there was still a lot to cover with each swipe. Though he could see his efforts were paying off. Her dark green soles were starting to show a very dominant blush of red. It was only a matter of time until he made her feet look as rosy as they smelled.

Sweat dripped down Yona’s face as she made legitimate efforts to try and break out of the ropes. But each time, she’d never get farther than pulling her arms or feet a few inches away before being forced back into position. The extra ropes to hold her elbows and knees were really holding their ground.

Sandbar’s arm was starting to feel the fatigue from all the intense scrubbing, his solution was to put the brush in his left hand to handle the scrubbing duties. His right hand decided to tickle under and between Yona’s toes, just so that they didn’t feel neglected by the brush.

Yona’s toes weren’t restricted, so they were free to wiggle and curl as much as she wanted. It wasn’t enough to get Sandbar’s fingers away, though compared to the brush relentlessly scrubbing her softened soles, the toe tickling was a blessing.

“Heheheh, you’re laughing so much now, Yona!” Sandbar’s playful chuckle quickly swerved into a darker tone. “Now how about I really make you squeal…”

If Yona wasn’t laughing so hard, she’d be whimpering.

Sandbar put the brush to the side of Yona’s feet, now just lightly wiggling his fingers up and down her blushing soles. “I’m gonna tickle tickle tickle these big yak feet!”

“EEEEEEEE!” Yona immediately started squealing. Sandbar’s playful tone sent a blush burning across her whole face. “NO! NO! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!”

“Yes yes yes!” Sandbar replied, getting right underneath Yona’s toes. “Coochie coo! Yona’s got some ticklish toesies! I loooove to tickle Yona’s big feet!”

“STAHAHAHAHAP! SANDBAR EEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEVIL! SOHOHOHO EVIL!” Yona’s hands curled into fists as she pounded the mattress, making the whole bed shake, but still her position remained trapped. The pillow that her chin was resting on was getting stained with sweat, drool and mirthful tears.

Sandbar simply laughed at Yona’s accusation. “Oh, so I’m evil now? It’s evil to tickle your biiiiig, sooooft, tiiiiiicklish feet?”

Yona was struggling more than ever, yet the extra restraints made sure that she was held firmly in place, forced to take all the tickles and teases that Sandbar was dishing out. Each word that Sandbar dragged out gave her another chill. “SAHAHAHAHANDBAHAHAHAHAR! NO TICKLE TALK! AHAHAHAHACK!”

“Hmhm, if you say so…” To comply with Yona’s begging, the earth pony pressed his muzzle deep into Yona’s soles, giving her feet plenty of little licks and kisses instead of verbal teases. Though his hands were still plenty busy tickling away at her toes, just to make sure she was still squealing.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA W-WAHAHAHAHAIT! G-GO BAHAHAHAHAHACK!” Yona’s eyes widened, conflicted with feelings of ticklishness, arousal, and embarrassment.

Without skipping a beat, Sandbar lifted his head up and resumed the tickle talk. “Sure! You must really wanna hear how soft and lovely and ticklish your feet are!” He leaned down to give her big toes a kiss. “And your toes too! They just keep wiggling, but they can’t escape the tickles! Coochie coochie coo!”

“AAAAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHA! NO MOHOHOHORE! NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE! AHAHAHA TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Whenever Sandbar’s lips weren’t teasing Yona with tickle talk, they were teasing her with slow licks and quick kisses to her feet, and Yona couldn’t tell which one was making her laugh more or blush harder.

Sandbar dragged his tongue up Yona’s sole. “How about this, I’ll stop if you say that you’re a ticklish cutie!”

“YONAHAHAHAHA! YONAHAHA TIHIHIHIHIHIII! CUHUHUHAHAHAHA!” Yona was a giggly mess as she struggled to get the magic words out. Each time she tried, Sandbar would nibble her toes or scribble his fingers against her arches to make her squeal. “Y-YOHOHOHONAHAHAHAHA! YONAHAHA TIHIHIHICKLISH CUTIIIIEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!”

Sandbar, satisfied and sure that he turned his big and strong yak girlfriend into a laughing and flustered wreck, leaned forward, gave Yona’s feet some loving kisses from toe to heel, then went to the top of the bed to check in on her. “You alright, my ticklish cutie?”

Yona’s face was partially buried in the drool and tear-soaked pillow when Sandbar made it to her. She lifted up her head, giggling from the lingering tickly tingles that remained on her soles. “Heeheehee…Sandbar so evil…”

“Hey, gimmie some credit, I stopped for you, didn’t I?” Sandbar smirked. “I mean, with these ropes, there’s really nothing stopping me from tickling you all night…” He gave Yona a few pokes to her exposed ribs and armpit to prove his point.

“Eeee! Okay okay okay! Nahaha! Sandbar not eeheeheevil!”

“Aww, thanks, Yona!” Sandbar gave her a kiss on the cheek, wiping some of the tears from her eyes before he got to work untying Yona.

Once Yona was freed, she did a few stretches and wiggles to shake all the tingles out. “Okay! Now Sandbar’s turn!”

Sandbar's So Sensitive

“Eheh…s-straight to it, huh? You don’t want a drink of water or…?”

“Yona will drink once Sandbar is tied down!” she declared. “Unless Sandbar scared of a few tickles…!”

Yona’s turnaround from the blushy giggly gal to immediate vengeance made Sandbar’s fur stand on end. “What, me? O-Of course not!”

Not like Sandbar had much of a choice to back out, Yona immediately picked him up and dropped him onto the bed, already getting to work on tying him down.

Sandbar was put in the same restraints and position he put Yona in: Spread-eagle, cuffs around his wrists, elbows, ankles, and knees to keep him from moving. Yona’s knot tying wasn’t quite on the level as Sandbar’s but the simplicity was enough to make sure he stayed in place.

Sandbar let out a quiet whimper as he tried to move his body. But predictably, he could barely move a muscle. And given how Yona struggled to get anywhere, even with all her strength, he wasn’t expecting to make any progress any time soon.

As Sandbar was wiggling around, Yona took it upon herself to get a drink to refresh her throat and finally take a look inside the box. There were so many different tickle toys that she had the opportunity to play with, she started rubbing her hands together in sadistic delight just thinking about it.

While Yona was busy deciding what to use, Sandbar turned to see Yona browsing through the box. He was hoping that he could keep the contents secret for just a little bit longer, but it was only fair that he had his turn. Though it was still a mystery as to what exactly was making Yona giggle so sadistically.

Yona walked over to the bed, her selection of tools hidden behind her back. “Alright, Sandbar ready?”

Sandbar looked up at Yona’s eager grin. “Y-Yeah, I’m ready! I’m kinda excited to see wh-AAAAHAHAAAAHAAAAA?!”

As soon as Sandbar was finished with his first sentence, Yona dropped down and buzzed her lips against his stomach. The yak was quick to take her revenge on her cute pony boyfriend for all those tickles while caught off-guard.

“GAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! N-NO FAHAHAHAHAAAIIIIR!” Sandbar squealed, trying to shimmy his hips away from Yona’s lips.

“Sandbar said he was ready!” Yona replied with a cheeky grin, before plunging back down and delivering more raspberries onto Sandbar’s stomach.

“YAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Sandbar was already howling with laughter. Yona was starting out strong with long raspberries on his naked belly. The time between her breaths didn’t give him much time to relax. Even with the exaggerated breaths, Yona’s hands gave his sides a few squeezes in-between.

The raspberries kept on coming, with Yona pressing her lips against different parts of his belly, shaking her head in order to keep Sandbar squealing.

“EEEEEEE! WAHAHAHAAAAAIIIIIT! AHAHAHAHAHACK!” Sandbar’s body jolted and curled, but there was no way he could fight back against Yona’s constant buzzing assault. He couldn’t wiggle away when Yona could easily track where he was trying to escape to.

For Yona, the tummy tickles weren’t enough. Her hands crawled upwards to start digging into his pits.

“AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!” Sandbar started to sweat as he desperately tried to protect his pits, but his arms stayed firmly above his head. He had gotten these ropes from Professor Rarity with the intent of properly tying down Yona, a much bigger and much stronger yak. And while he was glad that it did the job, being put under the same restraints was a different story entirely.

Sandbar couldn’t move his arms or legs at all. The most he could do was thrash his midsection around, and even then, he wasn’t about to dodge any oncoming tickles. He was left totally and completely helpless. And that got his heart racing with excitement.

Yona brought her head down close to Sandbar’s body again, but instead of another harsh buzzing, there were pleasant and gentle nibbles to his neck.

Sandbar was hit with conflicting sensations. The nibbling was pleasurable, but Yona was still scribbling away at his armpits, which drew out far more screams than laughs.

“Yona has surprise for Sandbar…” she whispered in his ear, turning her normally excited and boisterous voice down to a seductive quieter tone.

“Eep…” Sandbar could only let out a quiet whimper. Given what he had in that box, whatever surprise Yona had planned could mean anything.

As Sandbar tried to see what Yona was pulling out, his sight was quickly obscured. “O-Oh…” No matter where his head turned, all he saw was the same darkness. It seems Yona found the blindfold.

With his sight taken away, Sandbar had to rely on his other senses to make sense of what Yona was planning, which only made him even more on edge. He could still feel the weight on the mattress to indicate a general sense of where she was, and the soft chuckling that came from her lips. He figured out where Yona was, but not what she was doing.

Yona’s fingers wiggled above Sandbar’s body, but only just above. She never actually brought her fingers down, just hovered above his stomach, hips, ribs, and armpits.

Sandbar couldn’t see the fingers wiggling above him, but he sure could feel them. Though they didn’t touch him, it was like Yona was slowly dancing her fingers across his stomach, poking his ribs, squeezing his sides… “Aaah! Eeheehee! Nnnf! Aahaaah!”

Yona couldn’t help but chuckle at Sandbar’s squirming. “Why Sandbar laughing?” Yona cooed. “Yona not tickling!”

“I-I knohohohow! But! But! Aaahahaa!” Sandbar blushed furiously. He couldn’t stop himself. He tried to ground himself, but it was like he was being tickled all over by ghosts. No matter how much he wiggled around, he felt fingers very faintly wiggling against his body.

“If Sandbar laughing this much, maybe Yona start tickling for real…”

“Nnnnnf! Eeheeheehee! J-Just tickle meeheeheehee!” Sandbar was frustrated at being tickled by absolutely nothing, he’d rather just have the real thing to get it over with.

“Well, since Sandbar asked…!” Yona winked. She started the tickling, though still kept the teasing intent.

“Aaaaah! Waaaugh! Eeeheeheep!” Sandbar finally felt Yona’s fingers touching him. A poke to his navel, a scratch to his armpits, a squeeze to his hips, a scribble to his stomach. “Ohohoho nohohohoho!”

Yona smirked. “What’s wrong? Sandbar wanted Yona to tickle, right?”

“Gyahaha! Yonahahaha! I-I cahahahan’t! Aaaaaahaha!” He was finally getting tickled, just like he asked, but now the problem was he was getting attacked from all angles, and with the blindfold on, he had no idea where the next one was going to be.

“Heehee, Yona think Sandbar can!” Yona was quick with her hands, always changing up where and how she struck. A single finger stroking down the hollows of his armpit, a long squeeze to his sides, gentle drumming against his chest, and a raspberry or two for good measure.

Each attack made Sandbar squeal and jolt. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears at this rate. Not being able to anticipate what Yona was going to do, and having no way of moving to protect himself made the earth pony giddy with excitement.

Yona decided to be a bit more merciful and focus on just one spot on Sandbar, taking a few seconds to adjust her position.

Sandbar was left in anticipation once more, breathing heavily as he moved his hips as much as he could to try and dodge Yona’s hands, not knowing that she was nowhere near his upperbody.

The moment he felt a finger touching his foot, Sandbar let out a gasp. “Wait! No no nohohohohohohoho!”

“Yona didn’t forget about pretty pony feet!” Yona slowly traced figure-eights on Sandbar’s soles, just to let the helplessness sink in.

“Nnnnfff! Heeheeheehee…” Sandbar tried to pull his feet away, but just like his attempts at pulling his arms down, he was stuck in place. The most he could do was curl and wiggle his toes, and it proved a poor defense against Yona’s slow-moving fingers.

Yona took Sandbar’s wiggling toes as an invitation. Her fingers went right from the heels directly up to Sandbar’s toes.

“AIIIEEE! NOOOHOHOHO!” Sandbar’s body tensed up, now trying to kick his legs out instead of pulling them back, though the results were still the same.

“Aww, so cute!” Yona giggled, watching Sandbar’s feet struggle and his toes wiggle. “Ohhh, Yona’s gonna have lots of fun with this…” She continued to toy with her boyfriend, lightly poking his toes.

“Nnnnf! Eeeeeheehee! Ohohoho gosh!”

Each little reflexive curl of Sandbar’s feet gave Yona joy as she skittered her fingers across his soles. “Sandbar’s feet soooooo ticklish!”

“Noooohohoho! It tihihihihickles sohohoho muhuhuhuch!” Sandbar whined, despite how much he was loving it, deep down. There was still plenty of reason to keep squirming and thrashing. Those large fingers of Yona’s were covering a lot of ground.

“Good! Cause it going to tickle a lot more…” Yona chuckled. Just as she was about to get meaner with the tools she brought, inspiration struck. “...After Sandbar flip over, of course!”

“Oh no…” the earth pony whimpered. It seemed like Yona was going to be very thorough in enacting her revenge, right down to the same positions.

After fumbling with the knots, Yona was quick to flip Sandbar over onto his stomach before retying him up.

“C-Can’t you take the blindfold off at least?” Sandbar asked, feeling his movement get restricted one limb at a time.

“Why? Sandbar won’t see what’s coming anyway,” Yona snarked as she pulled on the last knot.

Sandbar could only let out another worried squeak. His legs were still spread apart as he was laid out on his stomach.

“Oh Saaaandbaaaaar…” Yona called out in a singsong tone.

“W-Whaaaat?” Sandbar’s response was also drawn out and wavering, but that was mostly out of fear.

“Sandbar tickled Yona lots…”

Sandbar could feel how close Yona was as she whispered into his ear. “U-Uhuh?”

“But now…Yona going to get Sandbar back…!”

“EEEEEEEP!” Sandbar felt Yona’s fingers touching down on his shoulders, slowly dancing down his back. “Eeeeeheeheeheehee!

“Oooh! Yona didn’t know Sandbar’s back ticklish!” Yona giggled, now speeding up her fingers with more excitement.

“Gyahaha! I! I didn’t eeheeheeheeheeither! Aaaahahahahahahack!” There were some desperate attempts to try and rotate his body, but being flipped over didn’t make Sandbar any less helpless.

Yona was fascinated by this new information. “Yona need to remember this for later!” Her fingers spidered all over Sandbar’s back, trying to see just how ticklish it was.

As concerning as the “later” part was for Sandbar, he was a bit busy being concerned with the now, as Yona’s fingers going up his spine sent chills down it in return.

Yona’s excitement was growing by the second, trying out different techniques in different spots just to see what was the most effective. She tried light brushes with her fingertips, clawed scritching, sudden digging and wiggling, though her default state was just wild scribbling anywhere her hands wanted to go.

With each of Yona’s different techniques, Sandbar’s laughter had quite the variance. The light brushes caused an endless stream of helpless giggles, the scritching got loads of heavy laughs, the digging got a loud yelp every time, but the wild scribbling had Sandbar make constant attempts to call out Yona’s name and beg for mercy, only for his own laughter to interrupt him.

Now that Yona had a good feel for how ticklish Sandbar’s back was, she wanted to see how it compared to the rest of his ticklish spots.

As terrifying and exciting as it was to Sandbar to be blindfolded and tickled, at least it was all staying in one general area. Though that sense of relief quite instantly vanished the moment he felt Yona squeezing his sides. “WAIT NONONOHOHOHOHOHO!”

A warm smile graced Yona’s face as he heard Sandbar let out a familiar yelp. It was just the reaction she was expecting, but how hard would he laugh when she spidered her fingers across his back?

Tears stained the blindfold that obscured Sandbar’s vision. Though at the moment, it served more to heighten all the tickling sensations that Yona was inflicting. “EEEHEEHEE! NOT AGAHAHAHAHAAAIIIIN!”

“Hehehe, Sandbar sooooo ticklish!” Yona teased, now multitasking with one hand dancing across his back, the other one digging into his sides.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES! IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Sandbar’s hands clenched into fists, rapidly pounding against the bed with what little movement he was granted.

As Yona gave Sandbar’s sides another dig, her eyes widened in inspiration. Sandbar’s stomach may have been pressed against the mattress, but that didn’t make it totally unreachable…

Sandbar felt Yona’s hands reaching past his sides and lifting him up as much until the ropes were taut, followed by her fingers drumming against his now exposed stomach. “OHOHOHO COME OHOHOHOHOHON!”

Yona quickly stopped caring about comparisons to his ticklish back and was more content to just keep tickling him all over. Her hands started at his back again, slowly trickling and tickling down, all the way to his boxers.

“YAAAAHAHAHAAAAAA!?” As soon as Yona’s fingers touched his rear, Sandbar’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.

“Ooh, Sandbar make really cute noise that time!” Yona giggled, giving Sandbar’s flanks a flurry of pokes.

“AAAIIIEEE! YOHOHOHOHONAHAHAHA NNNF PLEHEHEHEEAAAASE!” Sandbar let out squeaky, girly laughs as Yona kept teasing his butt. The blush on his cheeks spread throughout the rest of his face, even if the blindfold obscured a good chunk of it.

Yona swore she heard a moan slip out. Though she couldn’t dwell on his cute butt forever, her fingers reluctantly went past Sandbar’s butt, down his thighs, and stopped just shy of his ankles. “And now…back to Sandbar’s feet…”

“Oh no…” Sandbar defensively curled up his feet, clenching his teeth for the inevitable. The seconds slowly passed by, all without Yona doing or saying anything, but Sandbar didn’t dare drop his guard for a second.

The sudden buzzing sound from behind him made Sandbar’s heart skip a beat. He knew exactly what it was, and how nothing he could do would save him now. “AHAHAHASTAHAHAHANOHOHOTHAHAHAHAHAHATHAHAHA!”

Yona pressed down the electric toothbrush, thankfully only used just for tickling purposes, down on Sandbar’s sole, letting the vibrating bristles do their thing, all she did was slowly move it across his foot on a tortuous tickly journey.

Despite the adrenaline surging throughout Sandbar’s body, none of it was helpful. All the struggling wouldn’t get his foot away from that toothbrush.

Yona let out a sinister chuckle as she ran the brush across Sandbar’s right foot, using her other hand to hold Sandbar’s toes down so that he couldn’t curl his foot as easily.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YONAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT MY SOHOHOHOHOHOLES! AAAAHAHAHAHACK!” Sandbar’s tears started to leak through the blindfold and drip onto the pillow below him.

“But Sandbar’s soles are just sooooo ticklish!” Yona taunted. “Sandbar make cutest laughs when toothbrush goes over the soles…”

Sandbar buried his muzzle into the pillow to muffle his screaming laughter. The most he could do in his bondage was rub up against the mattress underneath. Though there was a small pleasure in it, what Yona was doing to his feet took up the vast majority of his focus.

“Does toothbrush tickle, Sandbar?” Yona asked with a singsong tone, making the bristles go in small circles against the center of his foot.

Sandbar popped his head back up to respond. “YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES! IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUHUHUCH!” he howled. His toes kept trying to curl, but he just couldn’t get past Yona holding them back.

“Yona have another surprise for Sandbar…”

“EEEHEEHEEHEEP!” Sandbar’s mind was going through the different things he packed in that box. Not a single one meant good things for him if Yona’s tone was any indication.

Unlike last time, Yona kept the toothbrush buzzing against his foot, so Sandbar at least had something to do while waiting.

Sandbar felt something touching down on his left foot. Something stiff and a bit prickly that swiped down his sole, and then back up, and immediately back down again. “WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!?” It certainly felt like a brush. But it didn’t feel like any of the ones he packed. He did pack scrubbing brushes and hairbrushes, but they were relatively small so that he could hold them. These felt like they were already covering half his foot, so- “YAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Unfortunately, Sandbar wouldn’t be able to complete that thought.

"Sandbag enjoying yak hairbrush?" Yona grinned, sweeping the brush up and down Sandbar’s other foot. “Much bigger and stiffer than regular pony hairbrush! Better for tickling right?”

“EEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! HEHEHEHEHEHELP MEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEEEEHEEHEE!”

“Yona glad Sandbar agree!”

Sandbar’s whole body thrashed as much as it could, trying his best to hopefully summon some hidden earth pony super strength to snap the ropes so that he could pull his feet away. Though in reality, he was just weakly flopping on his stomach, barely getting his body off the mattress.

The massive brush made long slow sweeps up and down Sandbar’s foot, easily going from heel to toe with very little effort. On Sandbar’s other foot, the electric toothbrush kept buzzing in little circles, going from one toe to the next.

“AAAAH! AHAHAAAA! PLEHEHEEAASE! I CAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHAHAHAHA!” Sandbar sputtered and squealed as his mind got hazy from all the laughter. Both brushes were a special kind of ticklish torture in their own way. The yak brush felt like his entire foot was being tickled all at once, but the focused bristles scrubbing and vibrating on his toes were driving him wild.

“Tickle tickle, Sandbar!” Yona continued her tickle assault, smirking as she watched Sandbar’s attempts at kicking. “A-tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle…”

The big, stiff bristles tickled poor Sandbar’s soles more than any other hairbrush he had experienced. What it lacked in speed, it made up for with massive coverage. His entire face was red, the blindfold was almost entirely soaked with tears, and Yona showed no signs of giving his tender soles any mercy. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUCH! EEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

"Hmm…” Yona took her sweet time to think, keeping the toothbrush right on Sandbar’s sole the whole time. “Okay! Yona stop if Sandbar say who best tickler is!”

Sandbar immediately tried to spit out the answer he knew Yona wanted to hear, even if he struggled to get the words out. "YAHAHAHAHAHA! BAHAHAHAHAHA! YAHAHAHAKS! YAHAHAHAHAKS BEHEHEHEHEST AT TIHIHIHIHICKLING!"

With a prideful grin, Yona turned off the electric toothbrush and worked to release Sandbar from all the ropes and cuffs.

Now given his freedom back, Sandbar whipped off his blindfold, gulped down an entire bottle of water to soothe his throat, and immediately curled into the most comfortable position he could think of: right into Yona’s arms.

Yona slowly and lovingly stroked Sandbar’s head, keeping him tight in her embrace. “Did Sandbar have fun?”

Sandbar took a few deep giggly breaths, his feet still tingly and his head still fuzzy. "Next time? You’re gonna get it real bad…!" he grinned. “I’m gonna be so mean to those big ticklish yak feet of yours!”

"Heehee, Yona look forward to it!" Yona pulled the covers over both of them.

Their giddy excited breathing started to slow down as the exhaustion finally took hold of both of them. Sandbar’s head rested comfortably against Yona’s bare chest, feeling an extra layer of warmth from her big strong arms wrapped around him. As he started to drift off, his toes very subtly rubbed against the tops of Yona’s feet, something that got a bit of a smile and a quiet giggle from the sleepy yak.

“...I think they’re finally asleep,” Ocellus said, relaying what she was hearing to the other three currently taking shelter in her dorm room.

“Finally!” Gallus grumbled, removing the pillows from his head. “I swear, they just keep going for longer and longer…”

“When do we tell them that the walls aren’t as thick as they think they are?” Smolder chuckled, crossing her arms as she imagined the embarrassed looks on their faces.

“Aww, but it always sounds like so much fun!” Silverstream pouted.

“Well, if you wanna join them, feel free!” Gallus scoffed.

“Aw, come on, Gally!” Silverstream wrapped her arm around Gallus’s shoulder, giving him a few playful jabs to his side. “Wouldn’t it be fun to be tickled for a bit by your friends? Don’t act like you aren’t curious!”

Gallus flinched at the pokes, trying to shoo Silverstream away. “Y-Yeah! I’m curious on how to get them to stop! I just wanna get some sleep!”

Smolder pursed her lip, nervously looking from side to side before speaking up. “I mean…Silverstream might have a point.”

All eyes turned to Smolder. “Wait, what?”

Smolder raised her hands up defensively. “Well, if we’re gonna be up all night anyway, it’d be better than just sitting here doing nothing, right? Besides, from what we hear, they’re having a great time, wouldn’t hurt to at least try it out, right?”

“I…I guess that doesn’t sound…so bad…” Ocellus sheepishly grinned, trying to hide her blush behind pillows.

“Ugh, fine, whatever,” Gallus rolled his eyes. “Can it at least wait until the morning?”