A More Rewarding Punishment
The air was heavy with tension in Applejack’s classroom. The complete and total silence from everyone created a suspenseful environment. The only sounds that could be heard were the scribblings of pens on paper, the constant ticking of the clock, and Applejack’s footsteps pacing around the class.
For most of the students, the test was challenging, but still straightforward. They were caught up on a few of the questions, but managed to figure it out after a minute or two of thinking it over.
Gallus, however, was struggling far more than anyone else in the class. He knew that the test was coming up, and he had plenty of time to prepare, but he was so busy partying, he never found the time to actually study. Sure, most of the material on the test was covered in class, but he needed to nap in class because he was spending all those nights partying instead.
He nervously tapped the eraser end of his pencil against his desk, furiously trying to rack his brain for the answer.
His eyes glanced over to Sandbar, seeing that his paper had the questions he was struggling on already filled out. And he knew that Sandbar actually studied while he went out and partied.
Gallus looked over towards Applejack, making sure that her head wasn’t turned his way before he slowly leaned over to get a better look at what Sandbar wrote down.
He got a good glimpse of the answer before his instincts kicked in, he quickly went back into an upright position in his seat, tilting his head to look at the clock on the wall. From the corner of his eye, he could see Applejack’s head turn his way.
Gallus put his head down, writing what he managed to sneak in, but still keeping an eye for when Applejack turned away so he could grab the rest of the answer, constantly looking out for whenever the professor looked his way.
Applejack continued her patrol around the classroom, making sure all her students were diligent in taking her test. So far, everyone seemed to be doing well, except for Gallus, who looked far antsier than usual. Whenever she looked his way, he never looked at his own test paper for long, he always seemed to be staring at the clock, or at the blackboard, or more suspiciously, at Sandbar.
The corner of Applejack’s lip turned down to a pout as she continued pacing the rows of desks.
Gallus started to feel more confident that he’d get a passing grade, though looking at the rest of the questions, he was stumped, and from what he gathered, Sandbar was nearly done with his test. If he could just sneak in one more answer off him, he should be good.
As Gallus turned his head to the side to look at his roommate’s paper once more, he was instead met with Applejack body-blocking him. And looking up, he saw she had her arms crossed and a very stern look on her face.
“Need help, Gallus?”
“Uh…n-nope! I’m good!” Gallus gulped, trying to fake writing down an answer on his paper.
“You just look like you’re havin’ trouble. Course, it’s no big deal if you’re figuring it out on your own, right?” Applejack raised an eyebrow, seeing if Gallus would come clean.
Gallus quite immediately started lying like a dog. “Yep! All by myself!” he nodded. Before he could keep writing down his made-up answer, Applejack snatched the paper away.
Applejack turned around. “Sandbar, can I see your paper for a sec?”
Sandbar, completely oblivious to everything that went on, looked up and blinked in a bit of confusion. “Uh, sure?” he said, handing his test over.
Applejack looked back and forth between the papers. “Hmm, mighty strange how some of these answers are almost the exact same, word for word…” she said, glaring at Gallus.
“Yeah, haha, weird, right?” Gallus laughed nervously, shrinking in his seat as other students started to look his way.
Applejack placed Sandbar’s paper back at his desk. “So, not only did ya try to cheat, you lied to me about it, too.”
Gallus stammered, unsure of what he could say to defend or excuse himself.
“Gallus, once all your classes are done, I want you to meet me back here. And if you don’t show up, I’ll come find you instead, got it?” Applejack’s tone was deathly serious.
“Y-Yeah.”
Applejack looked around at the class staring at the scene she made. “Alright, c’mon, get back to work, y’all. Not much time left.”
For the rest of the period, Gallus nervously fidgeted in his seat, terrified of what Applejack’s punishment for him might be.
Gallus went through the rest of the day with his heart sunk with dread. As all his other friends went off to relax, he had to go straight back to Applejack’s classroom.
When he opened the door, he saw Applejack, sitting cross-legged on her desk.
“Well, glad you showed up, Gallus. Though Ah might have to chase and hunt ya down,” she chuckled.
Gallus felt blood rush to his cheeks. He knew she was joking, but why did that idea sound so exciting?
Applejack drummed her fingers against the desk. “Now, Ah don’t think I need to explain why yer in trouble. Cheatin’s a very serious offense, ‘specially in an honesty class…”
Gallus gulped, feeling his chances of passing withering away.
“...But, Ah decided that you can get another shot at the honesty exam.”
For a brief second, Gallus felt relieved that he had been given a second chance, but at the same time, he didn’t remember any of the answers he copied from Sandbar, so he’d likely fail the retake, too.
As Gallus shuffled to his usual seat, Applejack stopped him. “Hold on, we ain’t taking the test here.”
“...Huh?”
“Jus’ follow me, Ah’ve got a different exam room in mind,” Applejack smirked as she started walking towards the door, beckoning Gallus to follow.
Gallus was confused, but reluctantly walked behind her.
Applejack brought Gallus into a place most students never thought they’d see: the teachers’ lounge. Gallus was in awe, even if it looked like most of the other rooms in the school, and no other teacher was present.
Applejack kept dragging Gallus along to a different room that she prepared. In there, Gallus could see a bed with a bunch of ropes, straps, and belts piled off to the side.
“Yeah, Dash likes to use this place to nap between her classes,” Applejack chuckled. “But today it’s gonna be your exam room!”
“W-What kind of exam-?” Gallus stammered in shock.
“The kind that you’ll really wanna pass,” Applejack quickly answered. “Now get out of those clothes of yours.”
“My cl-” Gallus instinctively clutched onto his shoulders. “Why?!”
“Just wanna make sure you didn’t sneak something on ya before you visited me,” Applejack winked. “Besides, got a different outfit for ya to wear instead.”
Gallus winced, but reluctantly started stripping down. Once he finally dropped his underwear, Applejack brought him his new change of clothes.
At first, Gallus was impressed by the sleek, black color, but putting it on, he realized two key characteristics. First was that it was a skin-tight latex suit that hugged his body from his neck to his ankles. Second was it had a notable cut in the groin to let his cock and balls hang free.
“Ya like it?” Applejack crossed her arms and smirked, examining Gallus’s half-erect cock.
“It’s…uh…it’s…” Gallus’s hands instinctively moved to cover his crotch. He tried to find any sort of word to describe the outfit. It tightly hugged his body everywhere except for his head, his feet, and his crotch. Not even his wings and hands got any sort of exposure. It was all so hot, and he was also starting to sweat due to the heat.
“Glad it’s fitting ya nicely,” Applejack beamed, motioning towards the bed. “Now lie down and make sure you’re nice and comfy.”
Gallus did as he was told, lying down on the bed and propping his head up against the pillows. It was surprisingly softer and more comfortable than he expected. No wonder Professor Dash liked to take naps here.
Once Gallus got into position, Applejack got to work. Using years of rodeo and wrangling expertise, she used all the ropes, belts, and straps to tie Gallus to the bed. Some were used to wrap around his arms, waist, ankles and legs to keep them from moving apart, while the much bigger straps wrapped around the bed and Gallus’s body to make sure he was left immobilized.
“Guh!” Gallus tried to shuffle and struggle, but his new latex suit and all the straps put onto him gave him virtually no wiggle room. The only parts he could move were his head and his feet.
And with every other bit of his strapped down, his half-stiff cock stood out, one of the other few things that wasn’t strapped.
“P-Professor Applejack, w-what kind of test is this?!” Gallus whimpered, struggling in vain to wriggle free out of his bondage.
“Well, can’t have ya retakin’ my old honesty test if ya cheated your way to the answers, now can I?” Applejack said, grabbing a backpack. “So, you’re gonna be taking a different honesty test…”
Applejack reached into her bag, pulling out a bottle of oil. She slathered a bit on her hands, rubbing them together before she started stroking the griffon’s cock with her oiled up hands.
Gallus started to speak up, but a wave of pleasure immediately halted any sort of protest. “Ah! Nnngh! F-Fuck!”
“Feels good, don’t it?” Applejack gently smiled, rubbing the oil all over Gallus’s dick. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft, pumping up and down to get him fully erect.
“Haaah…yeah…i-it’s…aah!” Gallus could only watch as Applejack lovingly pumped his cock. The way she was gripping and rhythmically jerking him off, he felt like he could blow his load at any moment. He tried to thrust his hips to help his orgasm along, but with all the straps on his waist and thighs, he wasn’t going to get any sort of movement.
“Good, glad you’re enjoying yourself, then…” Applejack smirked, slowing down her pumping when she noticed Gallus’s attempts to hump the air. As the palm of her hand started to oil up his cockhead, her other hand fondled and rubbed his balls.
“Hnnngh!” Gallus craned his head backward into the pillow. He was so close to cumming, but Applejack just wouldn’t give him the push he desperately needed.
Applejack could feel Gallus’s cock throbbing against her hand. She made sure to adjust her speed accordingly, always going fast enough to stimulate the griffon, but slowing down right before he was about to fire off.
Gallus’s mind started to get hazy. There was nothing else he could concentrate on except the fluctuating speed of Applejack’s hand. It was like she was reading his mind, always straying away every single time he felt like he was going to cum. “Nnnf! Aaah! F-Fuck! Oooh…!”
Applejack slowly rubbed her thumb against Gallus’s cockhead. “Ya know, ya make some awfully cute noises and gasps…” she casually commented, before standing back up to wipe her hands of the excess oil.
Gallus rapidly blinked in confusion as the blood started rushing to his cheeks. It took actual seconds for Gallus to fully comprehend what Applejack said, and even longer to realize that she had walked away.
As Applejack looked through her bag, Gallus started breathing heavily. Did Applejack just call him…cute? His heartbeat was pounding, was it because of that passing compliment, or just because he was being edged for so long?
He looked to see Applejack pulling some more things out of the backpack: brushes, combs, ropes, more bottles, some sort of cloth…
But what pulled his attention away was a tingling sensation at his cock. He looked downwards, noticing he was still hard. He gave another attempt to thrust his hips, but still nothing. After concentrating on his own cock for a while, he noticed that it still wasn’t softening up. In fact, it was getting bigger instead.
Inch by inch, Gallus’s oiled-up cock increased in length until it reached an impressive nine-inches from base to tip. The amount of growth Gallus went through absolutely stunned him. His beak opened in shock. Even if he was immobilized, having this massive length was already stroking his ego.
Applejack returned with the cloth in hand. “Alright, time to start your exam.”
“S-Start?”
“Yep, it’s a simple honesty test,” Applejack nodded. “Just gotta answer the questions Ah give ya. If you pay attention, then you should be able to get them right.”
She held the black cloth in both hands, revealing it as an eye mask. “Course, since ya decided to cheat by peeking at Sandbar’s test. This here’s gonna make sure you won’t see any of the answers.”
“What do you m-” before Gallus had a chance to complain, Applejack wrapped the cloth around his eyes to blind him.
“There we go! Now…”
“WAITWAITWAIT!” Gallus blurted out. “H-How many questions do I have to get right for me to pass?”
Applejack tapped her chin. “...Enough.”
“WHAT?!”
“Alright, first question: Are your feet ticklish, Gallus?”
“T-Ticklish?” Gallus’s toes instinctively curled. What kind of first question was this? “N-No! Of course not!”
Applejack rolled her eyes and immediately started digging her fingers into the griffon’s soles.
“EEEHEEHEEHEEP!” Gallus let out a girly shriek. The attack on his soles caught him completely off-guard. He would’ve violently thrashed around had there not been so many belts and ropes holding him down.
“Still can’t stop lying to me, huh?” Applejack said, disappointed. “An’ that was supposed to be one of the easier questions…”
“OKAY! OKAYOKAY MY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEET ARE TIHIHIHICKLIIIISH!”
“That’s more like it,” Applejack smiled, tracing figure-eights on Gallus’s soles to ease up on the tickling.
Gallus clenched his teeth as giggles escaped out of his beak, his feet flinching and twitching with the slow movement of Applejack’s finger. “C-Cahahan’t you stahahap tihihihickling meeheeheehee?”
“Ah will if ya answer correctly.” Applejack scoffed. “Now, next question: Let’s say you enter my classroom one day, and ya find the answer key to the midterms just lyin’ on my desk. You know Ah won’t be enterin’ for about five more minutes. What should you do?”
That was a lot of information for Gallus to take in while his feet were slowly being teased. “Nnngh! Ahahaaaa! I-I’d just take my s-seat ahahahand not look at the answers ahahahat ahahahall!”
Pleased by Gallus’s answer, Applejack put her hands on Gallus’s newly-lengthened cock, slowly pumping up and down.
Gallus shuddered. He couldn’t see what Applejack was doing, but he sure could feel it. He tried once again out of instinct to thrust his hips upwards, despite all the straps holding him down. He let his aroused moans out, unrestrained. “Aaaaah! Ohhhh fuuuuck!”
“Feels good, right?” Applejack cooed. “There’s more of that if ya keep giving me the right answers. Now, speaking of…If you promised you’d meet with Smolder at noon, but you arrive late because you overslept, what should you tell her?”
Once again, the question was barely getting to Gallus. His cock had never felt so sensitive before. All he wanted was to have Applejack keep stroking him until he came. “Uhh…uhh…I’d tell her…that-fuck!…Uh…Sandbar held me up or…or something…”
“Nope.” Applejack shook her head, going right back to tickling Gallus’s defenseless soles.
“GAHAHAHA WHAT THE FUHUHUHUCK!? THAT’S WHAT I’D SAHAHAHAY!”
“But it ain’t what you should say,” Applejack chastised as she dug her fingers underneath Gallus’s toes. “Don’t try and blame Sandbar for something that’s entirely your fault.”
“AHAHAHACK! FIHIHIHINE!” Gallus tried to curl his toes to defend them, but Applejack was far too strong for him to fight back against. Her fingers would always find a way underneath his toes one way or another.
“Gotta say, Gallus, ya ain’t doing great on the questions so far,” Applejack chuckled as she dug under his toes. “Maybe Ah should give you an easier one…”
“PLEHEHEHEAAAAASE!”
Applejack nonchalantly shrugged, rummaging through her bag again. “Sure. This’ll be one you’re sure to get.
Gallus savored his brief break, gasping for air as his head sunk into the pillows. “Guh…hah…fuck! Why the fuck…am I-YAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!”
His rest was cut short as he felt something scrubbing against both his feet at once. “BWAHAHAHAH WHAHAHATTHEFUCKISTHAHAHAHAT?!”
“That is the question, isn’t it?” Applejack mused. “What am I using to tickle your feet right now?”
“GYAHAHA I DON’T KNOHOHOHOHOHOW! FUHUHUHUCK!”
“Aw, c’mon, at least hazard a guess! Ah’ll even make it multiple choice. Am I tickling your feet with a toothbrush, a hairbrush, or a makeupbrush?”
Gallus tried to concentrate, but the intense scrubbing against his soles scrambled any sort of thinking he tried to have. He could feel the bristles on his soles, and they were far too harsh to be a makeupbrush. That just left two more options. He didn’t hear a buzzing, so it wasn’t an electric toothbrush, but it might be a regular one instead. With each stroke Applejack made, he felt a broad amount of his soles getting tickled.
“H-HAHAHAHAIRBRUHUHUHUSH!”
Applejack nodded in approval. “Yep! See, that wasn’t so hard, was it? Do ya want more questions like that?”
“YEHEHEHES!” Gallus immediately blurted out, then immediately realized what he just said. “WAITWAITWAITNOHOHO I MEAN-!”
Applejack nearly let out a chuckle. That might have been the first bit of genuine honesty out of Gallus today. “Alright then! I mean, with feet this big and soft, I don’t blame ya for wanting more attention to these cute things,” she said as she reached into the bag once more.
Gallus growled to himself as he tried again to break out of all the straps. Why did he even say yes? All this tickling was going to drive him insane, and he was still hard, almost uncomfortably so. And…did Applejack call his feet cute? Why would she say that? And why did he want her to do it again?
As Gallus was stewing in his own conflicted emotions, he could feel something being wrapped around his toes. “Nngh! W-What is that? D-Do I have to guess what that is?”
“Nah, Ah’ll just tell ya. This here’s a toe rope,” Applejack explained as she continued to weave the fuzzy rope between each of his toes. “It’s long and fuzzy, and Ah’m told it’s very tickly.”
A chill went down Gallus’s spine. “W-Wait…d-don’t!”
“And all you gotta do is answer if this rope tickles more than the hairbrush…” Applejack grabbed onto the handles at both ends of the rope and started pulling on each side back and forth.
Gallus exploded with laughter as all of his toes got tickled at once. “NAHAHAHAHA OHOHOHOHO SHIHIHIHIHIT!”
“Gonna need an answer if ya want me to do anything else,” Applejack stated plainly, still pulling the rope between his toes.
“FUHUHUHUCK! I-I DON’T KNOHOHOHOHOW!” Gallus tried to wiggle and curl his toes, but any movement that he was allowed was actually a detriment in disguise. The fuzzy rope tickled more with each little minute movement his toes made.
“Ya having trouble deciding? Well let me remind ya what the brush felt like.” Applejack left the rope between his toes and picked the brush back up, scrubbing Gallus’s soles again without missing a beat.
“NOHOHOHAHAHAHA FUHUHUCK! FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU!” Gallus cried out, trying to lash out at Applejack in any way he could. “I’LL FUHUHUCKING BRUSH YOUR BIHIHIG STUPID SOHOHOLES NEXT I SWEAHAHAHAR!”
Gallus’s outburst managed to make Applejack blush. Not that he’d be able to see it at all. “Still haven’t heard an answer from ya yet, Gallus. Do ya need more time to decide? Cause we’ve got plenty of that…”
“GAHAHAHA! SHIHIHIT! T-THE BRUHUHUHUSH! IT TIHIHICKLES MOHOHORE!”
“The brush, huh?” Applejack raised an eyebrow, using the rope again. “You sure you’re telling the truth? Ah’d hate for you to see what Ah’d do if you were lying…”
Gallus frantically shook his head. “I SWEAHAHAHAR!”
“Alright, Ah’ll believe ya.” Applejack gave the ends of the rope a few more playful tugs before rolling it out of Gallus’s toes.
“Guh…ahh…nnngh…is…is it over? Are we done?” Gallus sputtered out.
“Not yet, but you’re doing great so far!” Applejack said, rewarding Gallus with a kiss on his big toes.
“Ah!” Gallus was caught off-guard, but as the initial shock wore off, a goofy grin was on his beak, whether he wanted to show it or not.
Applejack pulled out a bright orange and red feather that glowed in her fingertips. She took the feather and daintily stroked Gallus’s shaft.
“NNNF! Aaah!” Gallus felt something soft and warm stroke him. “W-What was THAT?!”
“That was a phoenix feather, Gallus,” Applejack smirked, slowly sliding the plume down his shaft. “Lot more potent than a feather from a pegasus or griffon, that’s for sure. Fluttershy tells me they have the power to rejuvenate the nerves and make ‘em more…sensitive.”
Gallus gulped as he sweat bullets. Each repeated stroke on his cock felt more pleasurable than the last. It felt so overwhelmingly good. And if they could make his cock more sensitive…
It seemed like Applejack had the same idea, as she put the tip of the feather against his feet. “Now, if you answer correctly and honestly like a good boy, then Ah’ll see to it that you get that pleasure on your dick again.”
Gallus let out a whimper, his cock was throbbing, begging for more attention the moment it lost contact with the feather.
Applejack kept the feather still, not moving it yet until she heard Gallus answer. “Now, where on your cute feet are you most ticklish?”
Gallus let out a shaky exhale. He had no idea, but that might not be the answer Applejack was looking for. Then again, if she was looking for the honest answer. “I…I don’t know! R-Really!”
“You’re not sure, huh?” Applejack mulled over Gallus’s answer. “Well, Ah appreciate the honesty. So let’s find out together!”
“Eep!” Gallus managed a small squeak before screaming with laughter as the phoenix feather started exploring his feet. “NOHOHOHOHAAAAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAAAA!”
Applejack methodically ran the feather over each part of Gallus’s foot. The heel, sole, toes, arch, even the ankle and top of his foot got a thorough inspection from the phoenix feather. And once she was done, she did the same process on the other foot.
Gallus screamed at the top of his lungs the entire time. The lone feather slowly exploring his feet drove him mad with cackling laughter. His feet felt a warmth wherever the feather went, and a brand new spike in sensitivity. Each stroke seemed to tickle even more than the last, to the point where any touch would send him into a frenzy.
“Well, Ah think for your feet, your tickle spot is your arches. Smack-dab in the middle!” Applejack proudly declared. “That’ll be a fun bit of information!”
“F-For who?!” Gallus spat out.
“Alright, that was a fun lil’ break, now back to the test.” Applejack grabbed a handful of feathers, stroking Gallus’s feet with the flurry of plumes. “How many feathers are tickling your feet right now? And how many of those feathers are phoenix feathers?”
“AAAIIIEEEEEHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!” Gallus howled with laughter. Even now, a simple pegasus feather would have him screaming, but now with his feet hypersensitized, it all blurred together into one ticklish mess.
But he could still feel the tickling sensations getting stronger and a warmth at both his feet, which meant that there were phoenix feathers still in use, but with no way to look or even tell the feathers apart, it was an impossible task. “T-TWAHAHAHAHAHA TWHEHEHELVE!?”
“Oooh, so close, but nope.” Applejack said, almost sarcastically. “Correct answer was ten in total with four phoenix feathers.”
“AAAHAHAHAAAGH YOU BIHIHIHITCH!”
Chuckling at Gallus’s biting remark, Applejack took the phoenix feathers and started sawing them back and forth between his toes.
“FUHUHUHAHAHAHACK! FUHUHUCK YOHOHOHOU!” The latex suit squeaked against all the straps. Being completely unable to move, verbally lashing out was the only thing Gallus was able to do. “I’M GONNAHAHAHAHA TICKLE YOUR BIG, SWEATY FEEHEEHEEHEET FOR A WEEHEEHEEHEEK!”
“That your idea of a good time?” Applejack casually retorted.
“THAHAHAHAT’S MY REVEHEHEHENGE! GYAHAHAHEEHEEHEEHEE!” Even in the haze of ever-increasing ticklish doom, Gallus had a clear picture in his head of the same situation, but the roles swapped. With Gallus stroking Applejack’s big, strong, orange soles with dozens and dozens of phoenix feathers, hearing her let out her hearty, lovely, beautiful, squealing laughter…
Gallus felt something press against his shaft. “AIIIIYAHAHAHA!?”
“Ya mean these big, sweaty feet?” As Applejack sawed feathers between Gallus’s toes, she lifted up a foot to slowly rub her sole against his cock.
Gallus had mixed emotions welling up in him that were immediately being let out. The escalating ticklishness of his toes kept him in a state of frenzied laughter, but Applejack’s foot just slowly working his cock put him right back on the edge and desperate for an orgasm.
“Now, depending on whether you answer truthfully or not decides what activity keeps going,” Applejack warned. “So, Gallus…are you enjoying this?”
Gallus felt a tightness in his chest. This was supposed to be an easy question to answer, but he was having difficulty spitting out his answer, and not because of all the tickling and cock-rubbing. “N-NOHOHO! I-I’M NAHAHAHAHAHAT!”
Applejack clicked her tongue in disappointment. “Aw, c’mon Gallus. That was supposed to be one of the easy questions…”
Gallus could hear the thump of his heartbeat ringing in his ears. “WAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAIT I WAS TELLING THE TRUHUHUHUTH!”
“Were ya?” Applejack put a couple of those phoenix feathers to the base of his shaft, sawing back and forth. “Cause ya blush up a storm whenever I compliment ya, you asked for more questions where I tickle ya, and no matter how hard I’m ticklin’ ya, you never once told me to stop.”
Applejack’s words were cutting Gallus to the core. He tried to think back to a moment where he did tell her to stop, but came up with nothing. Though maybe he was still in a ticklish haze. “I…I…”
As Applejack waited for Gallus’s response, she stroked his shaft with the phoenix feathers, going all the way up to his cockhead, then back down to his balls.
“Ggghk! F-Fuck! Fuuuuck! Please, j-just let me cum alreadyyyyy!” Gallus whined. Applejack seemed to be an expert at keeping him on edge. He always felt so close, but Applejack kept pulling away at the last second. Even though each feather stroke gave him more and more pleasure, it denied him the ultimate high. This massive cock length was proving to be more of a detriment than a benefit.
“Ya know this is still an honesty test, right? So I’ll ask again: Are you enjoying this?”
There was a mixture of sweat, tears, and drool on the pillows. Almost all of the eye mask was soaked with Gallus’s tears. His breath was heavy and uneven. Applejack was stroking his cock less frequently, but each stroke sent a wave of pleasure over his entire body. His cheeks were a bright crimson as he swallowed his pride. “I…Y-yes…I-I’m enjoying this…so much!
“Interesting…are you enjoying being tickled to bits specifically because I’m the one doing the tickling?”
Gallus whimpered. His feet curled, but their current hypersensitives sent jolts through his body. “Y-Yes…”
“Good…” Applejack planted her lips to Gallus’s throbbing, leaky cockhead.
“Nnnf…f-fuck…!” Gallus drooled from the corner of his beak. “P-Please…I need…I need to cum…!”
“And you will…” Applejack giggled, giving his cock another kiss. “Just gotta get one more question right. Your new big cock has been hard for quite a while now. How long has it been hard?”
“Nngh…H-How am I supposed to know the answer to that?”
“Well, figured since ya spend a lot of my class staring at the clock, you’d be an expert at telling time by now,” Applejack smirked, pressing her lips to his cockhead.
Gallus’s cock twitched and throbbed. He was desperate for more, but his mind was a complete haze. “I…I…guh…!”
“Well ya better answer, that is…if ya want more of this…”
Gallus’s breath was shaky, but he started sputtering and stammering like a fool once he felt Applejack’s hot breath against his head, then a slow, lustful lick, before she started taking his cock in her mouth. “Hnnngh! AaaaAAAAAH!”
Applejack went slowly, but didn’t hesitate once while working her way down Gallus’s shaft. Inch by inch, she greedily sucked him down.
After all the treatment from the phoenix feathers, Gallus was left desperate for release. And Applejack was taking his new nine inches like nothing. He could feel his cock going down her throat, her tongue rubbing against his shaft, every loving suck, and her lips pressing against his balls, before it all got taken away before he could reach a climax.
Applejack casually wiped her lips. “Figure out an answer yet?”
“Habbaaaa…awaaawa…bahababa…maaah…ooooh…” Gallus babbled. In the state Applejack left him in, he couldn’t even remember the question.
Applejack chuckled, tapping her fingers against each of Gallus’s toes, starting at the big toe and moving down. “Five…four…”
“Gyah!” The threat of tickling, however, managed to jog his memory. “A-An hour?”
“Heh, it’s been two hours, actually.” As punishment, Applejack started digging her fingers underneath his toes. “Time sure flies when you’re having fun, don’t it?”
“EEEHEEEHEEHAHAHAAAAHAAAAAA!” Applejack surely had to have been lying. There was no way that he had been tickled and edged for two hours straight already. Then again, this was Applejack…
“Let’s try another question then. What was the second question I asked during this exam?”
Before, Applejack’s fingers scribbling all over his bare feet made Gallus laugh uncontrollably, but after all the phoenix feathering, just one finger would be more than enough to produce the same result. And with all ten working his feet, the poor griffon’s mind was in total disarray. He could barely remember the question Applejack just asked, let alone the second one. “FUHUHUHUHUCK! I-I! I CAHAHAHAHAHA! W-WAS IT ABOUT BRUHUHUHUSHES?!”
“Nnnope, second question I asked was what should you do if you saw my answer key layin’ on my desk!”
“COHOHOHOME OHOHOHOHON!” Gallus screamed as Applejack raked her fingers down his soles. “GIHIHIVE ME AN EASY OHOHOHOHONE! PLEHEHEHEAAAASE!”
“Easy, huh? Alright, you should be able to answer this one pretty quick, then…” Applejack adjusted her position, sitting right in front of Gallus’s feet, putting her feet against his thighs. “Do you want me to tickle your feet while my feet stroke your dick until ya cum?”
“Y-Yes! Please! PLEASE!” Gallus begged, still desperate for release.
“Hold on, Ah want a full response for this last question. Ah wanna hear you say the full thing.”
Gallus had the thought in his mind for a while, but it took so much to actually get him to spit it out. “I…I want you to tickle my soft, sensitive, ticklish feet while your big, sexy, beautiful feet jerk me off until I cum!”
“Heh, a few added words in there, but…” Applejack chuckled and blushed. “You really think my feet are sexy? Ya can’t even see ‘em right now.”
“Y-Yeah! E-Even sexier than Professor Rarity’s!” Gallus barked out.
“Well now you’re just tryin’ to butter me up,” Applejack playfully shook her head. “But at least Ah know you’re being honest.” The mare sandwiched Gallus’s shaft between her soles and started pumping, slowly skittering her fingers against his blushing soles.
Gallus squealed again with ticklish laughter, but now there was a relief that he was finally getting what he wanted. His feet were still hypersensitive, but Applejack light scritching was a loving touch.
Applejack gently squeezed Gallus’s cock between her feet, slowly rubbing his entire length, and not slowing down her pace at all. No more edging, just a straight ride to climax.
“EEEHAHAHAHAHA! YEHEHEHES! IT’S SOHOHO GOOHOOHOOD! AHAHAHA FUHUHUHUCK! T-TIHIHICKLE MEEHEEHEE!” Gallus moaned and laughed, his body jolted out of reflex, rather than an active struggle to try and break free. As far as he was concerned, he could stay in this bed forever so long as Applejack kept tickling and stroking him.
Applejack smirked and watched Gallus’s toes wiggle and splay as her fingers danced across his feet. She started focusing most of her tickling on the middle of the griffon’s arches as her feet stroked and rubbed his cock.
“NNNFFF! AAHAHAHAAAAA! EEEHEEHEE Y-YOUR FEEHEEHEET! THEY’RE SO! SOHOHOHO! FUHUHUUUUCK!” Ironically, the one time Gallus was finally allowed to climax was the time he wished the moment would last as long as possible. Being edged and pent up for so long with this enlarged cock made him shoot out a massive, satisfying load that made his entire mind go blank.
When Gallus finally came to, he was still blindfolded and immobile. He wasn’t sure how long he was out, but his mind was still reeling.
As he opened his beak to speak, something started squishing against his cheeks. Something…soft.
“Now, for extra credit, tell me what’s pressed against your face right now…”
Gallus couldn’t see, but he could still feel ten toes wiggling against his cheeks, and the wonderful scent of zap apple jam wafted into his nostrils. “Is it…your strong, sexy soles?”
“Mmhm!” Applejack nodded, lifting up the blindfold with her toes to finally let Gallus see.
Gallus rapidly blinked as the light finally entered his eyes, but he was greeted with the wonderful sight of Applejack’s lotioned-up feet in his face.
“Congrats, Gallus. Ya passed. It ain’t that hard to be honest with others and yourself, now is it?”
“N-No, I guess not…” Gallus sheepishly chuckled, turning his head to try and kiss Applejack’s toes.
“Course, there’s still plenty to learn about honesty,” Applejack cooed, “You wanna have another test tomorrow after class?”
Gallus quickly nodded, answering with sincerity. “Yeah…I’d like that.”
