A Group Giggling Activity

Silverstream immediately jumped in place, waving her arms about. “Oooh! Me! Me Me Me Me Me! Pick me!”

Well, with such an enthusiastic response, it was kinda hard not to single out Silverstream.

With a shrug and a smile, Sandbar beckoned in the hippogriff. “Alright, come on in, Silverstream.”

With a giddy squeal, Silverstream ran towards the door to see what Sandbar and Yona had come up with.

During their absence, Yona and Sandbar had transformed the dorm room into a makeshift tickle dungeon. Different ropes and straps ran underneath and around the corners of the beds, the desks displayed as many tickle tools as they could fit, and several bottles lined the shelves.

“Woah…This is so…cool!” Silverstream said in awe, constantly turning around to see how they decked out the dorm room.

“If you don’t mind, just take off your shoes so we can get started,” Sandbar said. “Don’t wanna keep the others waiting too long, after all.”

“Oh, do I take the rest of my clothes off, too?” Silverstream asked, kicking off her flip-flops.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, just strip down to your comfort level,” Sandbar explained, turning around to take inventory one more time.

“I mean, Yona and I usually do these things naked, but that’s just because we’ve done that stuff as a couple. If you’re not comfortable taking your clothes off in front of us, that’s totally fine, so-” The moment Sandbar turned back around, Silverstream’s bra flew onto his muzzle. Removing it only revealed the rest of Silverstream’s naked body.

“Ooookay then!”

“So, when are you two gonna get naked?” Silverstream asked, pointing at Sandbar and Yona.

“Wha-Us?! You want us to be naked, too?”

“It’s only fair, right?”

“Silverstream make good point, Sandbar,” Yona nodded, already pulling her skirt down to her ankles.

After a beat of hesitation, Sandbar shrugged and started stripping. Being nude in front of Silverstream clearly wasn’t going to be the weirdest part of his day, anyway.

“I know this is all new to you, but if you have any sort or preferences on how you wanna be tied up or tickled, we’ll do our best.”

Silverstream zipped around the room, looking at all her different options. So many tickle tools and bondage gear on display, she wanted to try them all! But she probably couldn’t get through them all at once. Maybe next time? Oh, but what should she go for first, then?

As Silverstream kept searching and racking her brain trying to decide. Sandbar couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle at the hippogriff’s natural enthusiasm. It almost felt like she had been doing this with them for ages.

Eventually, Silverstream made up her mind, swiping a bunch of tools off the desks, holding them in her arms. “Oooh, just tie me up on the bed and tickle me silly with these, okay?” she grinned, immediately foisting her haul onto Sandbar and Yona.

“Good choice! Just lie down and Yona and Sandbar tie Silverstream up!” Yona nodded.

“Woohoo!” Silverstream immediately flipped onto the bed, lying with her arms high above her head and her legs straight out as an indication on how she wanted to be tied up.

Yona and Sandbar quickly got to work getting Silverstream into position. They wrapped her wrists and ankles together, then tied her now bound wrist and ankles to each other underneath the bed. For added comfort, they made sure to place pillows underneath her head.

“Oooh…” Silverstream shimmied her hips side to side, eagerly awaiting her tickles.

Once Silverstream was tied down, Yona and Sandbar laid out all the things Silverstream had chosen, quietly discussing what they should do with each of them.

Silverstream was already squirming around on the bed. Not in an attempt to break free, her excitement was simply ramping up as she waited.

“Alright, if it gets to be too much, just say ‘pink’ and we’ll stop, got it?”

“Mmhm!”

Yona and Sandbar loomed over Silverstream on opposite sides of the bed, before striking simultaneously with smirks on their faces.

Sandbar’s fingers eagerly spidered all over Silverstream’s stomach, with a finger occasionally dipping into her navel.

The much larger and taller Yona had better reach, and spread her arms out to scribble her fingers in her armpits and squeeze her thighs.

Silverstream, predictably, exploded with laughter. Her wings immediately spread out wide as she started leaping around on the bed. “EEEEHEEEHEEHEEHAHAHAHA! OHOHOHO GOHOHOHOHOHOSH!”

They could have spent time methodically testing each spot to see where Silverstream was the most ticklish, but she did say she wanted to be tickled silly. They’d just have to wing it as they tickled her all over.

Not that finding a tickle spot on Silverstream seemed to be a problem. With the way she was already arching her back, it might have been her stomach, armpits, thighs, or hopefully, all three.

It had only been a few seconds, but things were already promising.

“Oooh, Silverstream so ticklish!” Yona teased, her fingers digging into her inner thigh.

“Enjoying yourself so far?” Sandbar asked, squeezing Silverstream’s stomach, though he was pretty sure he knew the answer.

Silverstream eagerly nodded. All their fingers wiggling and squeezing and s scritching around her body felt great! “YAHAHAHAHA! YEHEHEHES! IT’S SOHOHOHO FUHUHUHUHUN!”

Yona shifted her focus more onto Silverstream’s lower body, getting her hands on the hippogriff’s thighs and giving them plenty of playful squeezes. Her thumbs squished into her hips every so often.

Sandbar took the opportunity to move upwards, walking his fingers up her ribcage and then dug hard into the hollows of her armpits. Though he remembered to give Silverstream’s stomach some attention with a few pokes and scribbles.

“KYEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEEE!” There was definitely a massive shift of intensity in Silverstream’s laughter. It was definitely caused by either Sandbar’s fingers digging into her pits, or Yona squeezing her hips. Though it was impossible to tell who should take credit.

With Silverstream already naked, Sandbar decided to get a little more frisky. And with his hands already at her armpits, it made for a smooth transition to teasing and tickling her breasts, just to see if they were sensitive, like Yona’s.

Meanwhile, Yona couldn’t resist any longer. She had been standing at the edge of the bed, right in front of Silverstream’s wiggling and curling feet without doing anything for far too long. Her attack started off strong, digging her fingers right at the stems of her toes.

“Mmmhmhmhmh! O-Oooh…!” The tender attention to her breasts made Silverstream giggle, squeak, and blush, but the strike to her toes made her screech. She heaved her chest upwards as she screamed with laughter. “EEEEHEEHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!”

With Silverstream leaping into the air, Sandbar was practically cupping her breasts, not that he seemed to mind. He continued to lightly tease and run his fingers over her breasts, quietly thankful that Silverstream’s head was covering up his crotch from Yona’s view.

Yona was busy making up for lost time, wildly scribbling her fingers up and down Silverstream’s soles, tickling without caring what spot was more sensitive or if she was trying to bat at her hands with her soles. She just wanted her fingers to cover as much of Silverstream’s feet as she could.

Silverstream’s body didn’t know whether to laugh or moan, what came out was an attempt to do both at the same time. “NNNFFFAAAHAHAHAHAAA! OOOHOOHOOHOO AAAAHAHA GOHOHOHOSH!” Sandbar’s gentle fingers running across her breasts mixed with Yona’s non-stop scribbling was more than enough to turn her cheeks red.

Sandbar’s own cheeks were almost as red. He could feel the burning start to reach his ears. He could see Yona looking up and making her way towards him, so he quickly switched to some armpit scribbling just to make sure Yona wasn’t getting the wrong idea.

Yona was changing locations to get higher up on the bed, but not to confront Sandbar for having his fun.

Silverstream’s arms reflexively jerked, trying to pull her arms down to her sides as Sandbar’s fingers dug into those taut hollows. The rope that was holding her in place wasn’t the blue rope that Sandbar claimed could hold Yona down, so there was still a bit of wiggle room. But it didn’t mean much as she still couldn’t bend her elbows or knees to any helpful degree.

Through teary eyes, Silverstream saw Yona getting closer, standing on the side of the bed, her hands on the mattress. It looked like she was just observing, but with Sandbar’s fingers constantly scritching at her armpits, it was hard to concentrate. She didn’t register Yona’s head coming down onto her stomach until her lips were already buzzing.

“EEEEEAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!”

Yona gave Silverstream’s stomach a powerful, long raspberry, easily covering a good amount of her belly all by herself.

“Wow, you’ve got a really ticklish tummy, don’t you, Silverstream?” Sandbar teased, leaning over the bed to look down at the hippogriff.

“YAHAHAHAHAHA! YEHEHEHEHES! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH!” Silverstream cackled, her wings popping out, extending past the sides of the bed.

“Huh, interesting! I gotta see this for myself!” Sandbar smirked, walking to the side of the bed opposite of Yona.

As soon as Yona lifted up her head, Sandbar took her place, buzzing his lips on a different part of Silverstream’s stomach.

“AAAAIIIIEEEE! WAITWAITWAAIIAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!” Without a beat of rest, Silverstream threw her head back with more wild laughter. Sandbar’s lips didn’t cover as much area as Yona’s did, but he made up for it with faster buzzing lips.

Probably. It was kinda hard for Silverstream to tell.

Once Sandbar lifted his head up for air, Yona immediately went down to take his place, giving Silverstream a raspberry on a slightly different part of her stomach. Once she was done, Sandbar went back in. They continued trading places, always giving the hippogriff belly a constant stream of tickling. The couple were surprisingly well-coordinated for something they never could have practiced before.

Silverstream howled with laughter, the constant buzzing sensations on her stomach caused tears to start flowing down her blushing cheeks. With her arms and legs tied, her biggest form of movement was twisting her body from side to side, though that only served to turn herself towards her next tickler.

“If you’re laughing this much already, I wonder what you’re gonna do when the real tickling starts…” Sandbar chuckled, finally letting up and giving her a chance to breathe.

Silverstream immediately started gasping for air, letting out wheezy giggles with each exhale. Her head felt lightheaded and giddy, and stomach still felt tingles. The way Sandbar said ‘real tickling’ gave her shivers all over.

“Silverstream excited?” Yona grinned.

“S-So much…!” she deliriously giggled. “Ooh, this is fun! No wonder you two do this all the time!”

Sandbar and Yona stood up with one of the first things Silverstream requested: large, six-inch wide paintbrushes. One in each of their hands.

Just seeing them hold the brushes in their hands already made Silverstream’s feet curl.

“Now, where should these go first…?” Sandbar mused, already pressing the bristles against her ribs and sliding them down her side.

“Mmmph…Heeheeheeheehee…!” Silverstream wiggled her hips side to side, squirming more as the bristles ran down her body.

Sandbar traced the brush across her stomach. “Maybe across your belly again, because we know it’s so ticklish…”

“Eeeeheeheeheeheep!”

“Or maybe we tease somewhere else sensitive,” Yona cooed, sliding the brush right in her cleavage.

Silverstream let out a gasp. Her hands clenched into fists as her arms trembled. “Oohoohoo…”

Sandbar smirked, already eyeing his target. “Or maybe…” he slid over, standing on the other side of the bed, right in front of Silverstream’s feet. “...I use these on your slender feet…”

Silverstream’s toes curled up. She could no longer see most of the brush in front of her feet, but it was like she could feel it already touching her. “...Hee! Eeheehee! Ahahaha!” A giggle escaped her beak, then another, and another. Her toes kept curling, and she could stop herself from laughing, despite not actually feeling the brush on her feet.

“Ooh, look like Silverstream really want her feet brushed!” Yona smirked, watching the hippogriff squirm and giggle from anticipation alone.

“Well, lucky for me, I really want to brush her feet!” Sandbar replied, pushing the bristles closer and closer to her heels.

The moment Silverstream felt the bristles poking at her heels, she let out a yelp. Her feet immediately wiggled and squirmed, causing giggles to start pouring out of her beak. She could already feel the brushes jittering up and down her feet, though they never got further than halfway up her feet. Her feet kept bouncing in place on the bed by reflex. It seemed like Sandbar was fixated on brushing her heels, as no matter how much her feet squirmed, the brushes never strayed far from the same spot.

Sandbar smirked, pulling the paintbrushes back. “Alright, now let’s see what happens when I actually start moving the brushes this time…”

Silverstream’s eyes went wide, before cracking an embarrassed grin. That whole time, what she thought was Sandbar making rapid strokes against her heels was…

“Look like Silverstream so excited, she tickle herself!” Yona teased, looking down at Silverstream with a smug grin to match Sandbar’s.

Silverstream let out a nervous chuckle that quickly changed into frequent giggling as Sandbar started to tickle her feet proper. The broad paintbrushes actually started to move up her feet with long smooth strokes instead of erratic jitters.

“M-Mmmhmmhmhmhmhmhm! Ooohoohoohoo yeah…” The brushes moved slowly, but they easily covered all of her feet as they moved up and down. It was an almost soothing kind of tickling, though Silverstream suspected, and hoped, that it wouldn’t stay that way for long.

Meanwhile, Yona was deciding where to go with her set of brushes. She placed her set right at Silverstream’s elbows.

Silverstream curiously tilted her head backwards as the laughter started to pour out. She felt the bristles against her elbows, but unfortunately for both of them, they weren’t ticklish. However, when Yona started moving the brushes downward…

Yona was also slow at moving the brushes, but as they moved further down her arms, Silverstream felt the ticklish sensations start to ramp up. The bristles were getting closer and closer to her armpits, and it made Silverstream get more and more giddy with anticipation as they got closer.

Sandbar slowly started to speed up the brushes, knowing that Silverstream was waiting for something more exciting. Each stroke up and down her soles went a little bit faster than the last. The change in speed was hard to pinpoint between each individual stroke, but when Sandbar was taking a second to go up her foot instead of five…

The slow tickling treatment felt a touch disappointing for Silverstream, but only at first. The way Sandbar and Yona were teasing her and gradually ramping things up, she was getting excited! She was hoping there’d be more, but just anticipating the tickling was making her wings flutter.

Yona brushes finally made their way to the real tickle spot: Silverstream’s armpits. The soft bristles gently stroked against her taut hollows. Though with the broad brushes, and maybe a bit of mischief from Yona, it wasn’t just her pits that were getting hit. Her breasts and ribs were getting a good dose of tickling.

Sandbar was swiping up and down Silverstream’s feet with the brushes, though with the wide brushes he was using, it was hard to do much more than broad strokes. Though by using one hand, he could hold her toes back, making it easier for the brush to get underneath and in between much easier without having the hippogriff constantly curling and flexing her toes.

“EEEEAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” With Sandbar doing more focused tickles and Yona tickling all over her chest and armpits, Silverstream was squealing and thrashing on the bed. The brush bristles were soft, but the way they glided across her nipples and swept underneath her toes made her shiver and tingle all over. It tickled in a different way than the couples’ fingertips, and it felt just as good.

As Sandbar ran the brush underneath Silverstream’s taut toes, he pursed his lips. Using the big brushes was fine, but he found himself wanting to use a tool a bit more precise, especially if he wanted to really get these slender toes he was holding back with the palm of his hand. And looking back at the bed, inspiration started to strike.

Sandbar walked over to the side of the mattress, eyeing the pink wings on the bedspread.

Silverstream, still giggly from Yona still brushing her chest, looked at Sandbar curiously staring at her wings, until he reached down, and plucked a few feathers, causing her to yelp and jolt.

“Ahh, there we go!” Sandbar grinned, holding the freshly plucked feathers between his fingers. He walked back towards the foot of the bed, sitting in front of Silverstream’s feet, slowly spreading her toes apart.

Silverstream’s full attention was on Sandbar, and how he was slowly splaying out her toes. “Eeheehee, S-Sandbar?” She nervously giggled, starting to sweat. “What are you gonna doooOOOOOHOOHOOHOHOHOHOHO?!”

Sandbar was placing Silverstream’s own feathers between her toes, then sawing them back and forth. The feathers were already much more efficient than the paintbrush in tickling her toes, they slotted in perfectly between her tall toes.

“AAAAIIIIIEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!” Switching between seapony and hippogriff constantly meant that Silverstream had to make sure her wings were taken good care of. All that preening was coming back to bite her.

“Ooh, good idea, Sandbar!” Inspired, Yona temporarily dropped the brushes to pluck some feathers for her own use, sliding the feather into her cleavage.

Silverstream’s view of her toes getting assaulted by her own feathers was now blocked by one big fluffy pink feather slowly gliding towards her. A mixture of hysterical laughter and surprised squeaks came out of her beak, and mirthful tears came out from her eyes.

Sandbar had slid a feather in each spot between Silverstream’s toes. He pinched the quill-end of each of them between his fingers, and slowly started pulling them towards him.

Silverstream’s mouth opened to let out one large squeal of laughter. Her back arching upwards as high as it could go. Her ankles jolted and thrashed in an attempt to pull her feet towards herself, her toes splayed and curled and wiggled as the feathers made their slow drag through her toes, but all her attempts to struggle only worsened the tickling sensations.

Standing at the head of the bed, leaning over to feather Silverstream’s chest and armpits meant that Yona was practically getting the full brunt of all the laughter and screaming. Not that she minded. Hearing how loud Silverstream was laughing made Yona proud that Sandbar got to do the same to her so often.

It also made her realize that it really was no wonder her friends could hear them from their own dorm rooms.

Silverstream nearly flipped herself over as she jumped around on the bed. Both Sandbar and Yona seemed to be fighting for her attention. Her head kept shifting focus between Sandbar’s playfully sadistic grin as he dragged the feathers between her toes, and Yona’s gentle smile as she softly teased her upperbody.

Sandbar finally finished pulling the feathers between her toes, with just the tips hanging in the spaces, just for a moment, and then pushed the feathers forward. “Heh, bet this really tickles, doesn’t it, Silverstream?”

“YAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHA! IT REHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEAAALLY TIHIHIHIHICKLES! IT TIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH! EEEHEEHEE MY TOHOHOHOES!”

Seeing how much of a reaction got Yona curious. “Oooh, Yona want to tickle Silverstream’s toes now!”

“Haha, fine, I’ll give you a turn,” Sandbar chuckled. “But first, maybe we should…?” Sandbar did a quick little circle motion with his finger.

Yona nodded in understanding, going to the side of the bed, and sliding her hands between the mattress Silverstream’s shoulders and butt. “Hup!”

“W-Whoaaaa!” Silverstream was flung, albeit very briefly, into the air, flipping over onto her stomach. Her view of her own feet was changed for a view of her own hands and the pillows she was crying and sweating on.

“Alright, all yours, Yona.”

The new viewpoint was pretty boring compared to last time. The pillows weren’t much to look at, compared to seeing her own feet getting tickled. She let out a yelp, feeling someone sitting on her lower back. And given the general shape and size, and how her back wasn’t immediately crushed, it was safe to say it was Sandbar on top of her.

There was a bit of suspense and excitement, not knowing what they were doing by being unable to see it. Though she could definitely hear Yona giggling to herself somewhere behind her. And then, the next sound that made her tense up. A harsh, electric buzzing.

“Ooohoohoo, Yona bet these will tickle lots…” she giggled, waving the electric toothbrushes around, before slowly bringing them down, closer and closer to the pair of feet in front of her.

…Right onto Sandbar’s soles.

“GYAHAHAHA! H-Hey! Yona!” the stallion jolted, immediately pulling his feet away. “C’mon, we’re supposed to be tickling her this time!”

“Heehee, sorry, Yona couldn’t resist!” she giggled sweetly.

Sandbar pouted and turned back around, putting his feet behind him again, already plotting to get her back.

Just hearing the two having a little teasing fun made Silverstream giggle a little.

After her little stint of fun, Yona put the buzzing toothbrushes on the correct pair of feet this time, right on Silverstream’s big toes.

“WAAAAHAAAHAAHA!” Silverstream immediately perked up, jolting and thrashing, but with Sandbar sitting on her back, she couldn’t leap up off the bed like before.

“What do you think, Yona?” Sandbar asked. “Real ticklish toes, huh?”

“Very!” Yona nodded, moving the toothbrushes across her toes. “Yona like seeing them wiggle!”

“Heh, thanks for lending us your feathers, Silverstream!” Sandbar smiled, using a few of them to lightly graze against her buttcheeks.

“M-MY PLEHEHEAAAHAHAHASURE!” she squeaked, wiggling her body from side to side.

Sandbar tapped his fingers against Silverstream’s back. “You’ve got some really soft feathers! And I bet they felt suuuuper soft against your feet…” His fingers went up to the middle of her outspread wings, lightly running his fingers through the feathers.

“EEEHEEHEEHEE! OHOHOHOHO GOHOHOHOSH!” Silverstream’s wings twitched as Sandbar started to fluff them up, the little wiggles of his fingers slipped to get to the ticklish skin underneath the feathers.

“Hehehe, this feels kinda nice…” Sandbar mused, sliding his hands back and forth across her wings.

Meanwhile, Yona was delighted to run the electric toothbrushes all over Silverstream’s feet. Whether they were pressing against her toes, or making little circles on the balls of her feet, or doing random doodles over her soles. She could watch her feet curl and flail in different ways depending on where the buzzing bristles went.

Silverstream muffled her laughter by burying her face into the pillows. It was nearly impossible to predict where Yona was going to strike next, her feet couldn’t escape from the tickly brushes.

After a bit of playing with Silverstream’s wings, Sandbar pondered what he should do while Yona was busy brushing her feet. His hands idly wiggled about, grazing past the part of her back between her wings.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAA!?” Silverstream’s head immediately shot up, her pupils shrunken, shrieking as her entire body trembled and shook as violently as possible.

All three of them paused, the only sound in the room being the constant buzzing of the electric toothbrushes as they tried to process what had happened.

A curious Sandbar tested his theory by running his fingers down the same spot between Silverstream’s wings.

Another short, but loud outburst of laughter left the hippogriff’s beak from Sandbar’s fingers.

Sandbar turned around to look at Yona as they slowly realized some key information, their stunned expressions turning into excited grins.

Though their exchange was silent, Silverstream could already sense what was coming up next.

Sandbar used his fingers to start scribbling right between Silverstream’s wings, though only using one hand. He used the other hand to stabilize himself as the hippogriff bucked underneath.

Silverstream screamed laughter into the pillows, staining them with more tears. Her body was jumping and thrashing all on its own as Sandbar exploited her newly discovered tickle spot.

As Sandbar’s fingers scritched between her wings, he was impressed by Silverstream’s resilience. Not once did she ever say anything remotely close to the safe word or even to tell them to stop or slow down. Or maybe she was laughing too hard to actually say words. But by the sound of her laughter, it seemed like she was still having fun.

As Sandbar was playing tickle-rodeo, Yona prepared the last tool Silverstream requested.

She alerted Sandbar that it was time to move on, and though he wished he got a little more time to play with ticklish wings, he obliged, turning around and loosening the ropes around Silverstream’s ankles.

Silverstream felt her feet being freed from the ropes, and her initial instinct was to stretch her legs and kick her feet to get rid of the tingles on her soles, but shortly after, she felt her ankles getting grabbed and pulled upwards.

The next sensation she felt was something being poured onto her feet, starting on the toes, and then drizzling down her soles…

“All that tickling sure works up an appetite, right, Yona?”

“Agreed! Let’s dig in!”

And the next sensation was two tongues dragging up her feet.

Silverstream shuddered and giggled. The licking didn’t tickle nearly as much as the toothbrushes or Sandbar’s fingers against her back, but she very much needed this reprieve.

Yona and Sandbar were busy lapping up the chocolate syrup they poured on Silverstream’s feet, making sure that not a drop went to waste.

“Eeheeheeheeheehee! Ohohoho gohohohohosh…!” Silverstream giggled, the adrenaline started to wear off and the exhaustion started to set in.

“So? You enjoy your first tickle session, Silverstream?” Sandbar asked before taking a long lick from heel to toe.

“Ohohoho yehehes! Sooooo muhuhuhuch!” Silverstream’s wings fluttered as she squealed with delight. “Tickling is great! I’ve never laughed that hard in like, ever! Aaahaaa, it feels so good!”

“Good! That mean this session a success!” Yona beamed with pride before suckling on Silverstream’s toes.

“Heeheehee…This was so fun! I wanna do it again! C-Can I do it again? I can go another round!”

“Wow, Yona. I think she might like being tickled more than you do!” Sandbar joked, sliding his tongue between the toes.

Yona huffed and pouted. “No way! Yona like being tickled more!”

Sandbar stifled the urge to laugh as he gave Silverstream’s foot another few long licks to make sure all the syrup was gone.

With things winding down, Silverstream was finally free of her bed bondage, immediately springing up to give Sandbar and Yona a hug.

“We can see what happens after everyone else gets a turn, alright Silverstream?” Sandbar chuckled.

“Alright, but if we need to ask for spots, I want dibs!”