A Group Giggling Activity

Smolder exited the room with a noticeable blush on her face. Silverstream, Ocellus, and Gallus waited for Yona or Sandbar to pop their head out to call Gallus in, but the door simply shut behind Smolder instead.

“Huh, that’s different,” Silverstream noted, staring blankly at the closed door.

“Yeah, I thought they’d be ready for you, Gallus,” Ocellus said.

“I mean, I’m fine with waiting,” Gallus shrugged, trying to hide his nervous sweat. “Not like I’m in a rush to be tickled or anything.”

“Maybe they just need a break?” Smolder suggested, leaning against the wall before slumping down. “I know I do…”

The other three immediately turned their heads towards Smolder in confusion. “What did they do to you that would require a break?” Gallus asked.

Smolder rolled her eyes. “They were tickling me, what else would they be doing?”

“I mean, Yona was cuddling me for my turn,” Ocellus pointed out.

“Yeah, and I was just tied to the bed,” said Silverstream. “What’d they do with you?”

“They tied me to the bathroom door frame.” Smolder shrugged with resignation. “Look, I don’t know why they’re taking so long, I’m just guessing here!”

Ocellus tapped her fingers together. “What was your turn like? Was it fun? Y’know, being tickled?”

Smolder scratched the back of her neck, the blush still clear on her face. “I…liked it,” she admitted. “When they were both tickling me, I was feeling…something. I don’t know how to describe it, but it felt so nice! It was so intense, but in, like, a good way.”

“Oh, I know, right?” Silverstream chimed in. “They were making me scream with laughter, but it felt so goooood! I didn’t want them to stop!”

“Yeah, it was kinda like that for me too,” Smolder nodded. “Like, they were so good at finding ways to make me laugh and squirm and squeak, I wanted them to find more of my tickle spots…”

“Well, they have been tickling each other a lot,” Ocellus giggled. “I guess that makes for good practice.”

“With all those tools and ropes and stuff they have, I’d be surprised if they weren’t good at tickling,” Smolder smirked.

Gallus let out a scoff that felt a little overcompensating. “C-C’mon, they can’t have that much…can they?”

The group turned to see the door opening once again, with Sandbar popping his head out. “Alright Gallus, we’re ready for you!”

Silverstream gave the griffon a slap on the back. “Guess you get to find out now, buddy!”

Gallus flinched, there was no more delaying it, no more friends that could go before him. It was finally his turn, though his legs didn’t seem to want to step forward…

Smolder saw his shrunken pupils and snickered. “What’s wrong, Gallus? Don’t tell me you’re afraid of a few tickles…” she taunted.

“What, me? O-Of course not! Why would I be afraid of getting tickled?” Gallus mentally cursed at himself to get moving before any further humiliation occurred, trudging inside as he tried to show to the others, and himself, that this was no big deal.

Despite his attempts to play it cool, the other three weren’t fooled.

“You saw him shaking, right?” Smolder smirked.

“Oh yeah,” Silverstream nodded. “You think they’re gonna go easy on him?”

“I think he’ll be squealing either way,” Ocellus giggled.

Gallus was almost in disbelief at all the tickle tools that were in the dorm room. He wasn’t sure how much of it was Sandbar’s and how much of it was Yona’s, but even if it was an even split, knowing that even half of this stuff was just hiding away in his dorm room made the griffon want to shudder.

Still, he tried to keep a brave face in the presence of his impending doom. “So, I just have to pick what you two use on me, huh?”

“That how it usually go, yes,” Yona nodded.

Gallus took another look at the walls and shelves, briefly picturing in his mind what would happen if Yona and Sandbar used it on him. Some of the paintbrushes looked fine, but then he saw the meaner stuff like those big flat-headed hairbrushes.

“Well, there’s just…s-so much!” Gallus blurted out, his voice clearly showing panic. “I have no idea where to start! It might take a while for me to make a decision! Yeah...”

“Oh don’t worry, Gallus,” Sandbar walked over to the griffon, patting him on the shoulder. “I figured you might have trouble deciding, so I already picked out everything for you!”

“You did WHAT?”

“Mmhm!” Sandbar pointed over to the bed, where Gallus saw all that was waiting for him: A pair of stocks, a few bottles, some rope, and two massive hairbrushes, even bigger than the ones he just saw.

Gallus’s jaw dropped. He felt his clawtips tremble just looking at the bed.

“Now Gallus strip down and we can get started!” Yona grinned.

Gallus stood at the edge of the bed, rethinking his life choices as he fiddled stalled with his waistband. “Y’know, maybe I’m not even all that ticklish in the first place…”

“You know, if you don’t wanna do this, you can just say so, dude,” Sandbar said with sincerity.

“No, it’s just, I don’t wanna waste all this time getting set up if I’m not even ticklish, so-GYAAAHAHA!”

As Gallus was trying to make excuses, Yona snuck up behind and gave his sides a good squeeze, causing his knees to buckle and almost fall underneath him.

“Oh, look at that! Gallus ticklish!”

Gallus got back up, cheeks notably red. It was only for a brief second, but it felt…almost good to let that burst of laughter out. His unease fought with his curiosity, and with a reluctant sigh, he started pulling down his pants.

Being in his underwear made Gallus feel cold first of all, but now he felt vulnerable too. He got onto the bed, putting his feet in the stocks, visibly wincing as he heard the click of the lock, trapping him inside and keeping his feet at the foot of the bed.

As Yona locked Gallus’s feet in, she couldn’t help but notice just how smooth and clean the griffon’s soles were. “Oooh, griffon feet look very nice!” she remarked.

“Yeah, they’re pretty cute,” Sandbar smirked, wondering if the same strategy they used on Smolder was also effective on Gallus.

Gallus simply let out a huff, crossing his arms and curling his toes.

Sandbar patted Gallus on the back, speaking with sincerity once again. “If it ever gets to be too much, just say ‘pink’, and we’ll stop, alright?”

“Uhuh…” Admittedly, seeing and hearing Sandbar being so gentle with him did put Gallus at ease, though the fact that Sandbar started grinning wickedly the moment Gallus agreed put him back on edge.

The couple stood in front of Gallus’s feet, staring at his curled up soles, smirking as their clawed fingers approached. The stocks began to rattle as the griffon nervously tried to pull his feet away.

Despite all the evil tools on the bed, Yona and Sandbar were nice enough to start out with their fingers. They just weren’t nice enough to start out slowly.

Yona’s fingers were surprisingly nimble as they danced all over his sole. She playfully scribbled up and down, just following Gallus’s foot wherever he tried to make it go.

Sandbar, however, didn’t want to give Gallus the luxury of moving his feet. His palm firmly held the griffon’s toes back, using the other hand to dig into his now taut arches.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO!” Gallus immediately broke out with laughter. Yona’s playfulness he could handle, but Sandbar preventing his foot from moving at all was making him thrash the rest of his body.

“Oooh, Sandbar right! Gallus VERY ticklish!” Yona giggled, drawing a figure eight on his sole.

Sandbar playfully nudged Yona with a knowing smirk on his face. “Told ya his feet were super sensitive,” he chuckled.

“GYAHAHAHAAHAHAAAAA! WHAHAHAHAHAT?!” Gallus tried to shoot Sandbar a dirty look, but a well-timed finger strike to the ball of his foot caused him to throw his head back in hysterics.

Sandbar’s remark made Gallus’s heart skip a beat, but given how that devious pony had already set everything up, he should have figured that he’d tell Yona about how ticklish the griffon was.

Sharing a room together meant that Sandbar had plenty of opportunities to give Gallus a quick tickle: to grab his attention, to wake him up, or just cause Sandbar was bored. Every time, Gallus let out a squawk and a flustered, angry reaction.

Sandbar just chalked it up to Gallus being embarrassed that his cool and tough guy front was easily broken, but Gallus was always left with a burning in his cheeks and a funny feeling in his chest that he couldn’t explain.

The tickling never lasted more than a few seconds, mostly because of how much Gallus thrashed. But now, with his feet secured in the stocks, there was no escape, forcing the griffon into a full, uninterrupted session of tickle teasing torment.

“Wow, Gallus moving feet a LOT,” Yona noted, watching Gallus’s sole squirming with each little touch. “Yona trying to find tickle spot, but Gallus won’t let Yona check!”

“I think that just means all of his feet are the tickle spot, Yona,” Sandbar chuckled. Even though Sandbar was holding back his toes, he still couldn’t tell what spots or techniques were making Gallus laugh the loudest. But given how this was the first time he was really tickling Gallus, this was still vital information.

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEAAAASE! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT!” Gallus begged. His entire body was thrashing around on the bed, sending all the toys Sandbar prepared flying off.

Yona couldn’t help but giggle at Gallus’s wild reactions. “Gallus sooooo ticklish! Yona think he most ticklish friend!” she said, wiggling her fingers underneath his toes.

“Maybe even the most ticklish griffon ever…” Sandbar added as he raked his fingers down Gallus’s sole.

“NOHOHOHOHO I’M NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT!”

Gallus thought that only having his ankles stuck in the stocks would be a plus. After all, if he was tied up even more, it would leave him helpless. Yet with all the thrashing and bouncing he was doing, it made him feel even more helpless than if he was just rendered immobile. He pounded on the mattress, tried to reach forward towards his feet, curled and wiggled his toes any way he could, but nothing he did stopped the relentless tickle attack on his feet.

Sandbar finally stopped holding Gallus’s toes back, finally allowing him to wiggle them freely. “I don’t think we can keep tickling his feet like this, Yona…”

Gallus felt an initial wave of relief, but knew something else was coming.

“Ooh, Yona know what to do!” the yak grinned, grabbing one of the things that Gallus had knocked off the bed, holding it up so that Gallus could see.

In her hands, Yona held a long rope with handles on both ends, though the rope itself was a lot fuzzier. Gallus’s toes curled immediately upon looking at it.

Yona got to work carefully weaving the fuzzy rope between each of Gallus’s toes. Obviously she was met with some defiant resistance, but it was nothing that couldn’t be solved by Sandbar digging his fingers into his soles to get his toes nice and spread.

Gallus clenched his hands into fists as he squirmed. Just the act of curling his toes was enough to start tickling himself now. “Ghhkkk! Nohohohoho…g-get this thing off of my tohohohoes…!”

Sandbar stood near Gallus’s right foot. “Well, you heard him, Yona, we should get this out.” he said, grabbing the handle and pulling it towards himself.

“WAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” Gallus immediately stiffened up as he felt the rope tickle all of his toes at once.

“Okay! Yona help get rope!” the yak nodded, standing near Gallus’s left foot. She grabbed onto the other handle and tugged it towards her side.

“NONONOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Gallus fell backwards onto the bed, howling with laughter as the fuzzy rope went all the way back, tickling him the entire way.

“Come on, Yona, we gotta go this way!” Sandbar smirked, slowly pulling the rope towards his side.

“Nuh-uh! Rope go this way!” Yona defiantly stuck her tongue out, pulling the rope back towards her.

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEAAASE NAHAHAT MY TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES! IT’S TOOHOOHOOHOO MUHUHUHUHUCH!” Gallus pleaded with tears of laughter flowing down his face.

Sandbar and Yona seemingly ignored the griffon’s cries for mercy, still “arguing” about which way to pull the rope.

“Yona, come on, the rope has to go out this way!” Sandbar insisted. “It’ll tickle too much if the rope goes your direction!”

“Yona’s way faster! Sandbar’s way too slow, will tickle Gallus for longer!”

“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH! MAKE IT STAHAHAP MAKE IT STAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA FUHUHUHUCK!” Gallus was being driven crazy by the ticklish tug of war. Each pull sent shivers and tingles across his whole body.

Sandbar gestured to Gallus, currently lying on his back, weakly reaching out towards them. “Look at him, he can’t handle his super sensitive toes being tickled when you pull it towards you, it has to go this way!”

“Gallus crying with laughter because of Sandbar, not Yona!” Yona playfully pouted.

“I’M GONNAHAHAHA GO CRAZIIEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!” the poor griffon howled. His feet so desperately wanted to go as wild as he was feeling, but any sort of wiggle or curl just added to the torment as the rope flossed between his toes.

“Ugh, pulling the rope out would be a lot easier if Gallus stopped moving his arms around!” Sandbar grumbled.

“WHAHAHAHAHAT?!” Even with his mind going fuzzy, Gallus knew that didn’t make sense.

“Yona agree,” the yak solemnly nodded. “Gallus need to learn to stay still!”

“Maybe you should help him stay in place while I try and get this rope out by myself,” Sandbar suggested.

“Fine, but Sandbar better pull it out Yona’s way!”

Sandbar whispered something to Yona before she went to “help” Gallus out.

Gallus laid on the bed, sweat, tears, and drool dripping down as he desperately tried to catch his breath. He was left unaware of what was going on, barely paying attention to anything until he felt Yona place her hands underneath him, forcing him upright. “Wha-huh?”

Yona took her place right behind Gallus. Similar to what she did with Ocellus, she wrapped her arms around Gallus and gave him a big hug.

“Huh? I…Oooh…” After the initial confusion, Gallus settled into his new position. Being embraced by Yona’s big, warm, naked body felt nice, and after the intense tickling he just went through, he was ready to drift off to sleep…

But Gallus was too distracted by the warm fuzzy yak hugs to realize that Sandbar now had unrestricted access to both his feet.

While Gallus was distracted by Yona, Sandbar grabbed both ends of the fuzzy rope, pulling it back and forth between his toes with a wicked grin on his face.

Gallus’s attention instantly turned back to Sandbar as the rope started to move again. “WAITWAITNO NONONOHOHOHOHOHOHO! WAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAHAAAAIT!”

Yona let out a little giggle as Gallus exploded with laughter once more. She could feel him attempt to thrash around again. Luckily her hug kept him in mostly the same spot.

“Hehehe, look at these toes wiggle!” Sandbar teased, switching between fast tugs and slow drags of the rope. “Oh, these might be the most ticklish toes I’ve ever seen!”

“NOOOOHOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHACK!” Gallus tried his best to struggle, but Yona was far too strong for him to try and wiggle out, and he had a feeling she wasn’t even trying that hard to keep him still.

Yona had her arms around Gallus’s arms, which vastly restricted his movement. She did feel the griffon’s wings try to open up and flap. The feathers brushing against her bare belly and breasts made Yona giggle, but it wasn’t enough to make her loosen her grip.

“SAAAAAHAHAA! SAHAHAHANDBAHAHAHAHAR STAHAHAHAHAP!” Gallus begged. He sputtered out rapid, desperate laughs at the fast motions, and long, loud squeals at the slow ones.

“Alright.” To Gallus’s surprise, Sandbar actually stopped. He pulled the rope up to finally get it out of the griffon’s toes. “I gotta pick up all the stuff that you knocked over, so it’s your turn, Yona.”

As Sandbar ducked under to get onto his hands and knees, Yona looked down at Gallus with a mischievous smile.

Gallus stiffened up again. Surely Yona wouldn’t be as mean as Sandbar, right?

As he looked up to see Yona’s face, Yona’s fingers sneakily struck, digging into his sides.

“Naaaahahahaha! Eeeeheehee!” Gallus started squirming again. He jolted and squirmed, but his attempts of trying to wriggle free were futile.

“Oooh, maybe Yona find Gallus tickle spot up here!” Yona giggled. Yona’s hug loosened up a bit, but only to have her hands explore Gallus’s upper-body.

“I-I don’t hahahave a tihihihickle spohohohot!” Gallus insisted, squeaking as he felt Yona’s fingers spider across his stomach, causing him to arch his back.

“Oh, Gallus definitely have tickle spots! Griffon’s toes extra ticklish!” Yona pointed out.

Gallus scoffed. “T-That’s not fair! That rope’s evil!” he said with a shudder. “I’m not super ticklish anywhere else, so-NYAAHAHAHAHAHA!” As he was talking, Yona’s fingers dug right into his hips, causing him to jolt with a girlish squeal.

“Yona found one!”

“Heh, great job, Yona!” Sandbar chuckled, picking some of the tools off of the floor.

Yona kept squeezing and digging her fingers into Gallus’s hips, making sure to hug him tight immediately after so that he wasn’t jerking around too much.

Gallus tried to protest, but every time he tried to finish a sentence, Yona would just give his hips a squeeze to interrupt him. “Y-Yona! You gott-AAAHAHA! Just gimmie a-BREAAAK! Why does it-TICKLESOHOHOMUCH?!”

“Because Gallus very ticklish!” Yona plainly replied. “And tickling very fun!”

Sandbar finally picked up everything Gallus knocked off, making his way back to his feet. “There we go! Now, where were we?”

As he squirmed and jumped from Yona’s squeezing, Gallus turned his attention back to Sandbar at the stocks. He saw his friend holding up two metallic pinwheel-like devices.

Sandbar pressed his finger against the wheel to give it a spin, showing Gallus that they weren’t quite as sharp as they looked.

Of course, it didn’t do much for Gallus’s anxieties when he felt the pair of wheels roll up his heels.

“YAAAAAHAAHAHA! GAHAHAHAHA FUHUHUHUHUCK!” While it didn’t tickle nearly as much as the fuzzy rope, the spiky little points on the wheel made pinprick-like tingles rush over Gallus’s entire body.

Sandbar ran the wheels up and down his feet, making tracks all over Gallus’s soles. “Wow, this must be driving you crazy, huh? The way the wheels run uuuuup and doooown your feet…Look at how your toes spread out! It’s like they’re inviting me to tickle them…”

Of course, Yona was still keeping Gallus in her ticklish captivity, running her fingers up his sides and into his armpits. “Gallus fun to tickle! Very enjoyable to make laugh!”

“STAHAHAHAP! STAAAAAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT!” Gallus fervently fought against Yona’s squeezing embrace, the fingers in his pits causing more mirthful tears to form in his eyes.

Yona giggled as she looked at Gallus’s face currently in hysterics. “Isn’t this fun, Gallus?” She asked with another dig into his armpits.

“NOHOHOHO IT’S NAHAHAHAT!”

Sandbar let out a laugh. “Hah! Come on, dude. We know you’ve been enjoying this, even if you haven’t said it yet.”

Gallus sputtered in denial. “S-SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP! THAT’S NAHAHAHAT TRUE!”

Sandbar stopped the tickling. He tilted his head and raised an eyebrow as he smirked. “Dude, you’ve been hard for like, the entire time,” he said, gesturing towards the griffon’s crotch.

Gallus fell deathly silent. A quick glance down confirmed Sandbar’s accusation, there was a noticeable excitement in his underwear for quite a while. Something that wasn’t just caused by having a naked Yona cuddling him. “T-That’s just…a reflex!” He said, trying to play it off.

“Oh yeah?” Sandbar continued. “If you really wanted us to stop, you would’ve said the safeword by now.”

“M-Maybe I forgot!” Gallus said, making up the most obvious lie yet.

“Safeword is ‘pink’!” Yona chimed in to “remind” him.

Sandbar leaned against the stocks, looking at Gallus with a smirk. “Well, now there’s no excuse.”

He tapped Gallus’s twitching toes. “Your choice, dude. You can either say the safeword right now and we stop everything and let you go, or you can tell us how you really feel about being tickled and we keep going.”

Gallus’s face twisted with worry as he glanced back and forth between Sandbar and Yona, struggling to decide what he really wanted.

The past few minutes felt like hours. When Sandbar constantly teased him with surprise tickles, Gallus always felt flustered afterwards. Now he was experiencing that same feeling but magnified a hundredfold. He had never felt anything like this. His feet were never this tingly, he never felt this out of breath and dizzy, his face was never so hot and bothered, he had never laughed this hard before, not to the point where he was crying, and yet the smile wouldn’t leave his beak. He never felt this weird level of happiness before…

And he didn’t want it to stop.

“P…P…Please…t-tickle me more…”

Sandbar and Yona’s faces lit up upon hearing Gallus speak up. “Really? You want us to keep tickling you?” Sandbar said.

“Don’t make me say it again, dude, come on…” Gallus wearily whimpered.

Sandbar softly chuckled. “Just wanted to make sure I heard you right. But if that’s what you really want, then get ready…”

Gallus’s whole body shuddered, but now he felt…excited. Even if he didn’t admit it out loud yet, the small act of asking for more felt like a huge weight was lifted off his chest.

“Alright Yona, you heard him,” Sandbar smirked. “Keep him entertained while I set up the next part, alright?”

“Yona on it!” Yona nodded her head as she resumed the tickling. Her fingers firmly dug into his hips to make him jolt and squeal once more.

“Eeee! Yaaahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahaaaaaa!” For the first time that afternoon, Gallus was laughing heartily, now fully enjoying himself as Yona playfully got one of his tickle spots.

As Yona played with Gallus, Sandbar grabbed the bottle of lotion that he retrieved from the floor. He squirted a generous amount directly onto Gallus’s blushing feet and started rubbing it in.

Gallus felt the cold lotion being spurted on and Sandbar’s warm hands touching his feet, half-massaging, half-tickling his super-sensitive soles. “H-Hehehehey, whahahat is thahahahahat?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, Gallus,” Sandbar winked.

Gallus felt nervous in the pit of his stomach, but he had no choice but to enjoy the ticklish rub from Sandbar, and the ticklish hug from Yona.

Now that Gallus was less likely to thrash as much, Yona took the opportunity to explore some other ticklish areas the griffon might have. With her fingers already at his hips, she moved her hands downwards to toy with the bird’s rump.

“EEEHEEHEEHAHA!” Gallus would’ve leapt in the air if his feet weren’t in the stocks. His eyes widened, not expecting his butt to be so ticklish.

“Oooh, very fun reaction!” Yona said with wonder in her eyes, spidering her fingers across his ticklish butt to see if Gallus would make any more cute noises.

“Y-Yonahahahahahaha! Come ohohohohohon!” Gallus whined, though obviously not telling her to stop.

Meanwhile, Sandbar was humming to himself, making sure that the lotion was fully worked into Gallus’s feet, in between his toes, and even at the tops of his feet and ankles for good measure.

Gallus could tell that Sandbar was having way too much fun rubbing his feet. Even though the massage felt nice, he could tell when his friend deliberately skittered his fingers against his sole or wiggled between his toes just to make him squeal for just a moment.

Yona was all too happy to keep tickling Gallus’s butt. As long as he kept jumping, the yak would keep squeezing his rear to make him blush and laugh.

Gallus could feel his entire face burning with blush. But between Sandbar’s ticklish rubdown and Yona’s loving squeezes, he was happy where he was. He closed his eyes, enveloped in the tickly bliss.

“Alright Gallus, you ready?”

Gallus cracked an eye open, then both eyes shot open in shock.

Sandbar was holding up the two massive hairbrushes, and they were even more terrifying up close. Gallus swore he felt his heart stop for just a moment as he came to a terrible realization. Those brushes weren’t meant for a pony, they looked more suited for a yak- “Oh fuck…”

It was impossible for Sandbar to get the wicked grin off his face. He had just lotioned up Gallus’s feet to be nice and smooth for these big stiff bristles. “I gotta tell ya, I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to tap out now…”

Gallus was naturally afraid, but his newfound love of tickling and Sandbar challenging his ego caused the griffon to look Sandbar dead in the eye and say “Bring it.”

Thankfully, before Gallus had time to take his words back, Sandbar started scrubbing the big brushes against his feet.

Poor Gallus practically exploded.

“BWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!”

Sandbar grinned in pure satisfaction. The lotion was doing wonders for making sure the bristles smoothly slid up and down Gallus’s feet.

Gallus was back to the wild flailing, enough that Yona had to hug him again to make sure he didn’t hurt himself by thrashing about.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAA! I CAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAA AIIEEEHEEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEE!” The simple act of the yak hairbrushes going down his feet made Gallus feel paralyzed. He wanted to flail his feet, but they just wouldn’t move. Or maybe they were moving, but the brushes were so big he had no chance of escaping them anyway.

“Tickle tickle tickle tickle tiiiickleeee…” Sandbar cooed, slowly dragging the stiff bristles across the entirety of his soles.

“YOU FUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUCK! AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!”

With Gallus laughing his head off, Yona remembered what Sandbar whispered to her before she hopped on the bed. She scooted herself back, giving Gallus a bit more wiggle room.

Gallus was so focused on Sandbar brushing his feet, he barely felt Yona’s fingers starting at the small of his back, slowly walking upwards, until they started wiggling right between his wings.

“AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!” Gallus shrieked as his wings outstretched instantly. His back arched and he froze in place as he started screaming with laughter.

“Sandbar right! Wings definitely ticklish!” Yona said, lightly skittering her fingers against Gallus’s back in the same spot.

“Perfect! Thanks, Yona!”

With two sources of intense tickling, Gallus’s concentration was completely shattered. The slow brushing of his feet and the playful tickling between his wings made Gallus dizzy in hysterics.

Sandbar made sure to go slow with the brushes to not drive Gallus too crazy. The brushes easily covered so much of the griffon’s soles anyway, so he could focus on the sweet sound of his friend’s laughter.

Yona mixed up tickling directly between Gallus’s wings and playfully running her fingers through them. Silverstream and Gallus having ticklish wings was such a fascinating concept to the yak.

“PLEHEHAHAHAAAA! I CAHAHAHAHAHA SAHAHAHANAHAH! EEHEHEHEEE STAHAHAHA TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIAHAHAHA!” Gallus could no longer get a word out. He was starting to feel the tickly tingles all over his body now.

As fun as it would’ve been to keep going, Sandbar decided to stop the whole thing before Gallus truly lost his mind.

To compensate, Sandbar spent some extra time giving Gallus’s poor peds a genuine massage and a few kisses while Yona helped Gallus get a drink.

It took a long while for Gallus to recover. He was still laying on the bed, breathing heavily and sweating as Sandbar tended to his tender feet.

“I’ll admit,” Gallus said, tapping his claws together. “I was…kinda scared of doing this. But it was…nice, I liked how it felt to laugh that hard and that loud. I’ve never felt so…happy and tingly before.”

“So Gallus had fun?” Yona asked.

“Yeah, it was…a lot of fun. I-I think I like…being tickled.” Gallus muttered. Even if it was true, it still felt weird to say it out loud.

“Oh, I think you more than liked it,” Sandbar teased.

Flustered, Gallus sat up and got in Sandbar’s face. “S-Shut up! If you tell anyone outside of our friends, I’ll…I’ll tie you up and tickle you until you cry!”

“Is that a threat or a promise?”