Smolder's Embarassing Sleepover

by StarkyShy

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn, Fetish, Smolder, Profanity
Length: 10387

What was meant to be a normal slumber party quickly turns into a night of absolute humiliation for Smolder.

All characters in this story are depicted as adults.

Commission for GammaEradon

Smolder and her friends decide to hold a slumber party! Only thing is, none of them have actually been at a slumber party before, so they decide to do things by the book. Smolder makes the bold claim that she'll be the best at the sleepover because she's naturally a strong and tough dragon. Naturally this leads to a lot of situations for Smolder that leave the poor dragon absolutely humiliated...and kind of excited?

Story contains: Undressing, embarasased nude female, streaking, tickle torture, foot fetish, implied watersports, butt stuff like spanking, and irreparable damage to cheerleaders everywhere.

Published 2024-09-22 01:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2024-09-22 01:10:01 UTC

Not So Tough

Late one Friday night, a group of friends hung around, gathering in one of the dorm rooms of the School of Friendship.

Gallus, Sandbar, Ocellus, Smolder, Silverstream, and Yona all showed up in the boys’ dorm room, ready for a sleepover.

Each one of them wore what they normally did to bed. All except for Yona, who Sandbar and Ocellus knew usually slept naked, but for the sake of decency, put on a simple t-shirt and gym shorts. Whether there was anything else underneath that layer was anyone’s guess.

“Alright, glad to see you all made it!” Sandbar said, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

“It’s like a three-minute walk from their dorms to ours,” Gallus replied flatly.

“This is gonna be the best sleepover ever!” Silverstream cheered, pumping her fists in the air.

“Yeah, so…what do we do first?” Smolder asked, looking around.

The excited energy quickly died down as the group of six friends looked around. None of them had actually been to a sleepover before. Even Sandbar, who came up with the idea in the first place, was at a loss for words and what to do next.

“Great,” Gallus said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “Night’s off to a fantastic start.”

As everyone awkwardly shuffled around, Ocellus’s eye suddenly lit up with an idea. “Ooh! Wait! Hang on!” She rummaged around her bookbag for a second, pulling out a book. “I knew bringing this would come in handy!”

“Slumber 101: All You’ve Ever Wanted to Know About Slumber Parties but Were Afraid to Ask…” Smolder read out loud.

“Oooh, sounds fancy! What about all the other one-hundred books?” Silverstream asked, looking at how big the book was.

Gallus scoffed at the title. “Seriously? We’re gonna learn about slumber parties from a book?! Where’d you get that from, Headmare Twilight?” he sarcastically suggested.

“Yes, actually.”

“Of fucking course.” Gallus grumbled.

“When I asked Headmare Twilight if she had any advice on what to do at a sleepover, she said that this book really helped when she was still learning about friendship! She was using a copy of this book when she was having a sleepover with Professor Rarity and Professor Applejack!” Ocellus opened up the book, reading through the table of contents. “They were doing all sorts of fun things, like ghost stories, making smores, pillow fights, truth or dare, it was great! Until she said a storm caused a tree to break into her room.”

“Is lightning destroying room part of sleepover, too?” Yona asked.

“Only if we’re lucky,” Gallus snarked. “Are we seriously going to be following a stupid book for a sleepover?”

The rest of the friends looked at each other, reluctantly shrugging and nodding along in agreement.

“I mean, it’s clear that none of us know what we’re supposed to be doing. What’s the harm in taking a few ideas from the book?” Sandbar shrugged. “I mean, it worked for Headmare Twilight, didn’t it?”

Gallus rolled his eyes. “Fine, but if we’re supposed to learn some sort of friendship lesson over the weekend because of this book, I’m OUT.”

“Alright, that settles it!” Ocellus started leafing through the pages, “What should we start off with first?”

Yona clapped excitedly, trying to look over Ocellus’s shoulder to get a better look at the book. “Oooh, let Yona see! Yona want to be best at sleepovers!”

Sandbar chuckled at Yona’s enthusiasm. “I, uh, don’t think that sleepovers are competitions-”

“Why not?” Silverstream immediately chimed in, pointing to different parts of the table of contents. “Look at all these games and stuff they’re suggesting, surely we can win at a few of these!”

Ocellus looked confusedly at Silverstream. “But, it says that the number one thing you’re supposed to do at a slumber party is have fun!” she said, flipping through the pages to find the exact passage she was quoting.

“I dunno about you, but I think that winning is pretty fun,” Smolder shrugged.

“How much fun are you gonna have when you lose at all of them?” Gallus smirked.

Ocellus and Sandbar looked around, seeing that the rest of their friends were quickly getting into a competitive fervor, and there was no stopping them once they got started.

“Alright, I guess we’re making tonight the slumber party games,” Sandbar said, giving a defeated sigh.

Ocellus furrowed her brow and frowned. There was nothing in the book about this, but she supposed some improvisation was necessary. “Okay! Let me look through to see what we can do…”

“Oooh, this gonna be fun!” Yona cheered and jumped up and down. “Yona going to win ALL the games! Yona will be best at slumber parties!”

Smolder crossed her arms and laughed. “That’s cute and all, Yona, but I’m gonna win it all! We dragons are naturally tough and all, you know?”

Smolder turned to hear the mocking snickers of Gallus, immediately getting defensive. “Yeah? What’s so funny, bird boy?”

“Oh, nothing,” Gallus said with a smirk. “Just wondering if you’re really the toughest creature in school in all, Miss Cheerleader.”

Smolder started stepping towards the griffon. “What did you say?” she growled, a very obvious blush appearing on her cheeks.

Gallus stared unflinching at the angry dragon. “I’m saying that you’ve gone soft.”

Smolder angrily turned her chin up. “That’s pretty big talk from someone who went three for eleven in arm wrestling last week! To ME!”

Gallus feathers instantly puffed up in annoyance. “Yeah? So what?”

Smolder grit her teeth, getting her muzzle up close to Gallus’s beak. “I can thrash you in anything and everything at this slumber party!”

Gallus, not wanting to back down, met her halfway. “Wanna bet?”

“Yeah, I do! I bet that you won’t even beat me at a single thing tonight,” Smolder confidently asserted. “And once I prove it to you, then you gotta walk around with me on your back around the whole campus talking about how great I am!”

Gallus held out his claw. “And when I beat you, the next buckball game you cheer for, you’re gonna have to go without any underwear underneath your skirt!”

Smolder grabbed Gallus’s hand and shook. “Deal!”

Sandbar and Ocellus nervously looked at each other and their friends now about to duel.

“Should we…stop them?” Ocellus asked.

“I don’t think we can,” Sandbar said, solemnly shaking his head.

Both Gallus and Smolder aggressively turned towards Sandbar and Ocellus, a competitive fire in their eyes. “Alright, what’s first?”

Throughout the next few hours, the group participated in various games and activities based on what was listed in the book. Or rather, Smolder and Gallus competed vigorously against each other, and it mostly felt like the other four were just tagging along for the ride.

From pillow fights to burping contests to scary stories to popcorn eating contests and more, Smolder was absolutely dominating the competitions one after another.

While the others were trying to have fun just participating, Smolder and Gallus were dead set on trying to one up each other, and only Smolder was succeeding at it.

With each defeat, Smolder only got more smug and boastful, and Gallus got more and more frustrated.

Smolder started dancing in front of Gallus’s face in order to gloat. “Woo! Yeah! How do you like that! Guess who’s still undefeated!” Smolder continued to cheer for herself, letting out a little giggle as she pumped her fists in the air.

Gallus crossed his arms, but even through his annoyance, he had a small smirk. “Heh, despite your annoying gloating, you do actually look kinda cute when you’re cheering. Is that why you wanted to be a cheerleader?”

Smolder’s dancing came to an immediate halt as she quickly became defensive. “No! Shut up!”

Gallus raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Smolder’s sudden shift in demeanor. “Oh yeah? Then why’d you even bother joining? Cheerleading isn’t exactly something a tough dragon like you would do…”

Smolder felt the heat rise to her whole face. “Ha! L-Like I’d tell you!” she said, trying to force her previous confidence back on her face.

“Well, you might have to!” Sandbar said, looking through the book. “Next thing we have up is Truth or Dare!”

Smolder felt her heart sink into her chest. “W-What?”

“C’mon, you should know how truth or dare works!” Ocellus said, now reading directly from the page. “Everyone takes turns choosing Truth or Dare. If the person cannot reveal the truth or fails to complete the dare, they lose.”

Gallus’s look got even more smug as he leaned in closer “I’m sure that a tough dragon like you can tell the truth, right? So how about you go first?” he said, voice dripping with venomous intent.

For the first time that night, Smolder felt nervous. She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her ears. “D-Dare! I choose dare!”

Gallus and the others were taken aback by just how aggressive Smolder blurted that out. Gallus had his Truth question ready, but needing to think up a dare on the spot gave him a bit of pause, trying to think of something. “...Alright, I dare you to…hm…”

Gallus grabbed a nearby marker. “I dare you to let me draw on your face. And you can’t wipe it off until I say so.”

“Pssh, easy!” Smolder scoffed. Her heart lightened up in relief, thinking that this dare wasn’t too bad.

“Alright, just hold still…” Gallus walked towards Smolder, uncapping the marker with a grin.

Smolder fidgeted a bit as Gallus started drawing all over her face. She didn’t know what exactly Gallus was doing, but based on the giggling and snickering from the rest of her friends, it wasn’t exactly flattering.

“Aaaand, there we go!” Gallus said with pride, stepping back to admire his work.

As he gave Smolder some room, the giggling from the rest of their friends got louder.

Smolder looked around in confusion. “What? What’s it look like?”

“Um…why don’t you see for yourself?” Ocellus said, stifling her giggles as she handed Smolder a mirror.

Smolder wasted no time grabbing the mirror from Ocellus, immediately cringing and recoiling as she saw her reflection.

Gallus clearly wanted to go all out with the face vandalism. Under her nose was a long, curly mustache, a game of tic-tac-toe was graciously put on her forehead, long lines from her eyes to imitate eyelashes, but what was probably the most humiliating was the set of diagonal lines drawn across both her cheeks to signify a blush.

All the giggling and laughing from her friends at her new ridiculous look was making Smolder’s blood boil. “Rrgggh!” She lifted up her hand, ready to start cleaning her face, until Gallus stopped her.

“Ah, ah!” the griffon chastised, waggling his finger. “If you wipe that off, that means I win!”

Smolder’s open hand turned into a clenched fist as she reluctantly put it back down at her side. “...Fine.”

Everyone else took a turn for their truth or dare until it was right back to Smolder.

“Alright, Smolder, truth or dare?” Gallus asked.

“Dare!” Smolder said, still panicked, but with slightly less desperation.

Gallus figured as much, and at least had the time to think of another dare for the dragon to do. “Alright then…if you’re so sure…”

Gallus pointed to Yona. “I dare you to smell Yona’s feet.”

There were immediate gasps and oohs from Ocellus, Silverstream, and Sandbar. Yona simply smiled and sat down, lifting her feet up in the air.

Smolder felt a chill go down her spine. Her body naturally wanted to recoil, but if she didn’t, she’d lose, and she definitely didn’t want to give Gallus that kind of satisfaction. She reluctantly stepped towards Yona, who was excitedly wiggling her toes in anticipation.

“Yona’s feet waiting, Smolder,” Yona teased, curling and uncurling her toes.

Smolder desperately tried to mentally steel herself, but as she got closer, the smell of Yona’s feet got stronger. Saying it smelled like yak was probably the nicest way she could describe the smell.

Smolder got her face right up against Yona’s massive yak soles, making as loud a sniff as audibly possible so that Gallus couldn’t claim that she didn’t. Unfortunately, it meant she inhaled much more of that yak scent than she wanted to, making her force down her gagging as much as possible. The dragon immediately recoiled away from Yona to get some fresh air. “N-No problem…!” she choked out, trying to give a thumbs up.

Gallus shrugged and smiled. He may not have been winning, but at least he was having fun with it. “Alright, now give them a kiss.”

“T-That wasn’t part of the dare!” Smolder retched, still struggling to breathe.

“Fine,” Gallus rolled his eyes. “Sandbar, I dare you to go kiss Yona’s feet.”

“Wait, don’t I have to choose truth or dare first?” Sandbar piped up.

“Do you want the easy turn or not?”

Sandbar shrugged, and without a second thought, he walked up to his girlfriend, still holding her feet up high, and planted a kiss on each of her toes, not once flinching or recoiling from the smell.

“Wow, he did that so easily!” Silverstream said. “Way faster than you, Smolder!”

“Yeah, Sandbar might actually be tougher than you if he can endure the smell better than you can,” Ocellus chimed in, giggling.

“Oh yeah?” With her pride in danger of being tarnished, Smolder stood back up in angry defiance, quickly going back to Yona and planting her lips right on the ball of her foot.

By the time her brain started thinking again, her nostrils were hit with a second wave of Yona’s feet. “Guh…urrrgh…!”

Everyone started laughing as Smolder collapsed to the floor, groaning and writhing.

“Wow, that was easy, didn’t even have to use a dare on you for that!” Gallus smirked.

Smolder coughed and gasped and wheezed for air, groaning as she finally stood back up. “Gaaah…okay, who’s turn is it now?”

“Still yours,” Gallus said, trying to pull a fast one.

“Oh fuck you.”

The next round of truths and dares went, until it came right back to Smolder again.

“Lemmie guess, you’re gonna pick dare again?” Gallus snarked.

“Damn right!” Smolder insisted, knowing what would happen if she ever picked ‘Truth’.

Gallus shrugged. “Alright, then I dare you to…hm…” He scratched his chin, trying to think of another dare for Smolder to take on. “Gimmie a sec to think. Sandbar, can you get me another soda from the fridge?”

“Yeah yeah, whatever…” Sandbar grumbled, trudging over to the fridge in the corner of the room. As he rummaged through the fridge looking for the soda in the back, he noticed something else next to the cans.

“Gallus!I thought I told you to clean the fridge out!” Sandbar griped, pulling out half a subway sandwich encased in plastic wrap.

“I did! That’s my sandwich, what about it?” Gallus said, quickly getting defensive.

“Dude, this thing is like three weeks old! How have you not finished it?!”

“I will finish it when I get to it! Now put it back and just get me my soda already!”

Sandbar vehemently shook his head. “No way, dude. I’m throwing this in the trash where it belongs!”

“Ugh, fine! Smolder, I dare you to finish my sandwich!” Gallus said with his very next breath without skipping a beat.

Smolder’s jaw dropped. “WHAT?”

“Well I’m not letting a perfectly good sandwich go to waste!”

Sandbar peeled away some of the wrap to do a sniff test. “It’s…really not-”

“I mean, surely a strong and tough dragon like you’s got an iron stomach that can handle a measly sandwich, right?”

Smolder winced and clenched her teeth, Sandbar wasn’t exactly filling her with confidence, but she was too far into this to admit defeat. It surely couldn’t be worse than smelling Yona’s feet, at least…

Smolder snatched the sandwich from Sandbar’s hands, unwrapping the plastic covering it.

“Uhh…Smolder? I really think you should just take the loss for this…” Sandbar warned.

“Shaddap!” Smolder snapped. “You think I’m gonna turn down a free meal?”

Before she started chomping down, she took a second to actually examine the sandwich. Nothing in it was moldy or rotten, but it certainly had that funky smell that told her that everything in it was far past its prime.

It didn’t smell worse than Yona’s feet, but she still had to eat it. It was only half a sandwich, but it was a trying task already just to bring it up to her face. It was like her body was physically doing everything in its power to get it away from her face.

Smolder looked around, seeing all her friends look back at her with worry. They were all concerned that she wasn’t tough enough!

Smolder gulped, hoping that if she ate it fast enough, she could power through before her brain could say otherwise. She opened her jaw wide to take a big bite of half the remaining sandwich. Though as her tongue started tasting the old ingredients, her body halted in its place, immediately making her taste each ingredient before it went down her gullet.

“Ulp…” Smolder put a hand over her mouth, trying to keep it in so that she wouldn’t lose the bet.

Everyone but Gallus looked on with concern, worried that Smolder would lose her lunch and make a mess and ruin the slumber party. Despite their worries, none of them actually stepped up to try and stop her from eating the rest.

Smolder shuddered. Whatever was in the sandwich did not feel good on the way down. The good news was at the pace she was going, she would be done with this dare in at least two more bites. The bad news was she wasn’t sure her body was going to let her take this in two more bites.

She closed her eyes. Maybe if she didn’t see it, she could trick her brain into thinking this was something palatable.

Smolder opened her mouth wide and did the next chomp, trying to avoid her tongue making contact with anything she was eating any longer than she needed to, and then taking the final bite as soon as she swallowed.

“Uuuurgh…” Smolder fell to her knees, clutching her stomach as it churned.

Gallus nonchalantly shrugged and patted Smolder on the back. “See Sandbar? Food doesn’t have to go to waste!”

Next round came and Smolder obviously picked dare again.

“Let’s see…” Gallus rubbed his chin, though it didn’t take long for him to come up with an idea this time. “I dare you to clean under our bunk bed!” he grinned, handing Smolder a feather duster.

Sandbar slowly turned his head towards his roommate. “...Gallus, I asked you to do that a week ago.”

“Yeah? And I’m making Smolder do it right now!”

Smolder grumbled as she grabbed the feather duster. It wasn’t fun, but at least it wasn’t a gross dare. She got onto her stomach, crawling under the bed.

“...This doesn’t seem like a particularly hard dare,” Sandbar said flatly.

Gallus nodded in agreement. “Yeah but if she’s only gonna do dares and won’t say no to any of them, might as well make her do what I want, right?”

“Ugh, there’s so many crumbs!” Smolder griped. “Do you just eat all your meals in your bed, Gallus?”

“What I do in my bed in my personal time is my own business,” Gallus simply stated, refusing to elaborate further.

“Not when I have to sleep on the top bunk…” Sandbar muttered to himself, rolling his eyes.

Smolder struggled to crawl further under the bed. Getting her horns through was enough of a challenge, but she couldn’t reach the further wall from this position. She didn’t particularly want to do a thorough cleaning, but if she didn’t do a good enough job, Gallus could easily claim she didn’t fulfill the dare. She had to reach further somehow…

The dragon struggled and shuffled, trying to crawl her way under the bed, her tail wagging and flailing, struggling to join her under the tight space.

Smolder smiled as she finally popped through underneath, able to dust the far end of the bed. As she was cleaning, she heard her friends mumbling, then…giggling?

From up above, all of Smolder’s struggling to fit her tail under the bed left everything else below exposed. And unfortunately for Smolder, her pajama pants weren’t pulled as tightly as she hoped. Her attempts to crawl under pulled her pants down slightly. Not all the way down, but enough to expose part of her bare butt and a bit of her underwear.

“Is that…” Ocellus squinted, leaning in closer, swearing she could see a hint of bright pink near Smolder’s exposed butt.

“It can’t be…” Yona murmured, seeing the same thing Ocellus was.

“Only one way to find out.” Gallus wasted no time walking up to Smolder to yank her pajama pants all the way down to her ankles, revealing what was underneath.

“Ack! OW!” Smolder jolted from the surprise of her pants being pulled down, immediately crying out in pain as she smacked the back of her head against the bedframe. She scrambled to try and pull her pants back up, but it was too late.

Underneath her plain looking pajama pants, Smolder had some very bright pink, and very frilly panties underneath. The kind that most self-respecting dragons wouldn’t be caught dead wearing, let alone a self-proclaimed tough dragon like Smolder.

“...Are those…lace panties?” Sandbar said in disbelief, blinking and rubbing his eyes to try and confirm his vision was still working.

“Awww, look at the little hearts!” Ocellus gushed. “They’re so…cute!”

“NO! No they’re not!” Smolder immediately sputtered out, furiously blushing under the bed.

“Smolder wear cute underwear every night?” Yona asked, crouching down to get a closer look.

“N-NO!” Smolder stammered, trying to cover her butt and make up some sort of excuse rather than reveal the truth. “I was out of laundry! I…I stole these from Silverstream!”

Silverstream clearly didn’t feel like playing along. She giggled and pointed at the hearts. “I’ve never seen these panties before in my LIFE! Besides, I saw you doing laundry a couple days ago!”

Smolder pounded her fist against the floor and the underside of the bed and whined.

“Wow, Smolder. Not exactly selling any of us here on the whole ‘tough dragon’ look,” Gallus smirked, he lightly pinched the bottom of her shirt and gave it a tug. “You got a matching bra under there, too?”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Smolder yelled, quickly scrambling to crawl back out.

“Look at dragon butt wiggle!” Yona laughed as Smolder struggled to pop her tail out from under the bed so she could cover herself. “So cute!”

By the time that Smolder got herself out. Everyone was laughing and snickering at her panties. As she bent down to pick her pants up, Gallus stepped on the waistband, keeping it on the floor.

“Ah, ah, ah!” he chastised with a wagging finger. “You gotta keep your pants off from now on!”

“That’s not part of the dare, jackass!” Smolder growled, trying to cover her panties with her hands.

“I guess so. You can pull them back up if you want, but you already know what my next dare is going to be…” he smirked. “Might as well save us both the trouble, ya know?”

Smolder, with her pants dangling around her ankles, angrily lifted up her leg and kicked her pants onto Gallus’s bed. “...Fine.”

The round continued, and Smolder continued to put herself in humiliating situations thanks to all the dares she forced herself to take on.

Silverstream pulled up on her panties as high as she could to give her a wedgie. With tears in her eyes, Smolder wanted to call out to her to take it easy, or else her panties might stretch and tear, but she didn’t want to give off the impression that she cared about her “cute” panties, even though she did.

Sandbar ran from the other side of the room to have the momentum to spank her bare buttcheeks, enough to give Smolder’s cheeks a nice red glow, which only made Gallus and Ocellus comment on how much cuter her butt became.

Yona played bongos with her butt, something that didn’t actually create much in the musical department, but needing to bend over, her butt raised up high in the air as Yona pounded on her tender buttcheeks made Smolder whimper. The position alone was humiliating, but Yona singing along in some sort of ritual made it all the more embarrassing.

Having her butt constantly played with was a new avenue of humiliation for poor Smolder. Having her rear not only constantly exposed at all times, but to have all her friends playing with it too was making her entire face red. Whenever they were smiling or giggling, she knew it was at the expense of her butt.

At some point, the night went form a simple game of truth or dare to everyone taking turns trying to get Smolder to break. Each one of her friends doing something humiliating to her butt and her underwear to make her furiously blush up a storm. It was mortifyingly embarrassing, but it was far better than the alternative of being forced to tell the truth about anything.

Gallus had a sinister grin on his beak as he approached Smolder, whose cheeks were almost permanently red from all the blushing. “I’m impressed. You’re still hanging in there despite wearing those cute panties.”

Smolder growled. For someone who seemed to be admitting defeat, Gallus still seemed awfully smug.

“Tell ya what, we’ll make this the last dare. If you do this, then I’ll admit defeat, and we can move on, deal?”

“...Deal.” Smolder was conflicted. It sounded great to finally have this embarrassing ordeal over with, but that just meant that Gallus was cooking up some truly evil for her that she’d have to go through.

“Good…” Gallus tented his fingers together. “I dare you…to streak through the entire campus.”

A collective “Oooooooh” came from the rest of their friends.

Smolder’s jaw dropped. “No fucking way!” She looked out the window. It was night out, but there were definitely other students out there. Or worse, other professors!

Gallus merely shrugged at Smolder’s plight. “Well, you have three options: You either do the dare, give up and let me win, or you can choose to tell the truth instead.”

Smolder’s heart was pounding fast in her chest. Neither of these options sounded appealing, but she needed to pick the least worst one.

Swallowing her pride, she started taking off the rest of her clothes in front of her friends.

Ocellus quickly covered her face once Smolder’s panties dropped, but couldn’t help herself from peeking through her fingers.

Yona looked around confusedly. “Is this what happen at all pony sleepovers?”

“Only the best ones,” Sandbar quietly replied, putting his hands up over his mouth to hide his ever- growing smile.

Silverstream was actively encouraging it all, whistling and hollering as Smolder stripped. “WOO! YEAH! LET’S GO SMOLDER! TAKE! IT OFF!”

Gallus nodded, then pointed his thumb to the door. “Alright, better get going. I want a full lap. Shouldn’t take you more than…seven minutes if you hurry?”

Smolder immediately covered up her chest and her crotch as she walked to the door. As she slowly reached for the doorknob, she was considering just taking the loss and staying in the relative safety of this bedroom. But her pride was too stubborn to back down now. She opened the door, immediately feeling a breeze as she sprinted out, using her tail to shut the door behind her.

Gallus turned to the remaining group. “So, while we wait for her to come back…why don’t we talk about what we should do next?”

Smolder sprinted as fast as she could, keeping her parts covered just in case. Gallus was at least nice enough to let her wipe the markings off her face, but being completely naked wasn’t any better. The halls were empty for now, and she wanted to keep it that way. She also wanted to get it done with as fast as possible, but her sprinting made loud heavy thuds against the floor as she ran past, and the heavy breathing she was doing was certainly not helping either.

She could hear doors from other students in the dorm opening up behind her, almost certainly from curious students trying to figure out who was stomping past them. She could only hope that she was out of sight by the time they stuck their heads out, she sure as hell wasn’t going to take the time to look behind her.

Smolder felt that she was doing well so far. She didn’t think that anyone spotted her. If she could get through the entire campus without any embarrassment, this would be the easiest dare yet!

Unfortunately, her high hopes didn’t last long, as she approached the corner of an intersection, she skidded to a stop. She heard voices. There were other ponies she risked exposing herself to.

Smolder quickly pressed her back against the wall, trying to still her breath, praying that whoever was talking was walking in the other direction so that she could go back to her streaking in peace.

Bad news for Smolder, she could start making out the conversation that the two ponies were having, which means that they were getting closer.

“Ugh, I’m all sweaty…”

“It’s fiiiine! We’re almost to our dorm anyway. Besides, we need to keep in shape for the big game next week.”

“Yeah, but do we have to do all that running?”

“It’s important! It won’t do if we’re out of breath after only a few routines!”

Smolder felt a tightness in her chest. She recognized those voices. It was Shimmy Shake and Lighthoof, the two mares from the cheerleading squad. And they were about to see her naked!

She looked around frantically, trying to make a quick decision on what to do next. Her best course of option was to just sprint past and hope they would get too confused to realize what they saw.

Smolder took a deep breath and got ready to make a break for it…

…And promptly tripped on her own tail, causing her to fall face-first right in front of the two mares.

Both Shimmy Shake and Lighthoof looked down at the fallen dragon, quickly noticing the obvious fact that she was naked.

Shimmy Shake tilted her head. “...Smolder?”

Smolder scrambled to get up, then quickly covered herself up. “Ack! I-It’s not what it looks like!”

“Why are you…naked?” Lighthoof asked.

“I…Um…! It’s…!” Smolder started sputtering and stammering. She wanted to just continue the rest of her dare and run for her life, but for some reason, her legs didn’t want to move.

“It’s already so late at night!” Shimmy Shake pointed out. “Did you forget your clothes in your room or something?”

“Y-YES!” Smolder quickly blurted out, willing to roll with any sort of excuse just to get away. “Y-Yeah! That’s it!”

Both mares exchanged looks, and then started giggling at Smolder’s plight.

“Well, you better get back to your room fast!” Lighthoof laughed. “Who knows how many others might see your cute butt this late at night?”

Smolder’s entire face went red, just the mention of the word cute got the poor dragon so flustered. “YEP THAT’S GREAT I REALLY GOTTA GET GOING OKAY BYE!” She finally got her legs working to start hightailing it out of there.

Shimmy Shake and Lighthoof watch Smolder take off, as they started walking towards their own dorm, Lighthoof spoke up, pointing her thumb in the opposite direction the dragon was running.

“Isn’t her room that way?”

Smolder was panting heavily. She was relieved that the humiliating encounter was over with, but it was still mortifying to be seen by them in the first place! There was no way that they’d just forget that by the time the next practice was!

She just hoped that those two were the only ones out this late at night…

Just as she was thinking that, she had the misfortune to run into someone else, or rather, some dragon.

As Smolder rounded the corner, she saw Spike walk down the hall, taking a sip from his mug. And the sound of all the heavy, sprinting footsteps and frantic breathing was more than enough to get him to turn around.

“...Smolder?”

The streaking dragon skidded to a stop. She quickly tried to find a different place to hide, but there was nowhere she could go. No hallways to go down, and every classroom door was already locked.

Spike pointed to Smolder’s bare…everything. “What are you doing out here?”

“Uh…Uhh…! W-What are YOU doing out here?” Smolder said, trying desperately to flip it back on Spike.

Spike briefly held up the papers he was holding in his other hand. “Owed Rainbow Dash a favor, had to stay up late to grade some of her tests. Now can you tell me why you’re running around campus naked?”

Smolder felt her body freeze up just like it did with Shimmy Shake and Lighthoof. “Uh…That’s…You see…I…!”

“Did you lose a bet or something?” Spike raised an eyebrow, trying to fill in for Smolder’s stammering.

“K-Kinda…? Gallus is making me do this…” She shamefully admitted.

Spike had a clear look of disapproval on his face, but shrugged it off. “Well, whatever. Just don’t make too much of a commotion. Unless you want everyone in school to see your cute chubby butt…” he chuckled as he walked away.

“IT’S NOT CUTE!” Smolder reflexively yelled, then quickly covered up her mouth realizing that there might be even more eyes on her trying to figure out who was screaming so late at night.

Smolder kept on running, and no matter how fast she ran, her stomping as she sprinted was enough to cause at least a few heads to peek out of the dorm rooms before the dragon could get out of sight. Or worse, they were already out in the hallway, leading to an unavoidable encounter.

Many of them were just a confused stare as an orange blur streaked by, but a few were keen-eyed enough to comment on Smolder’s situation as she went by.

“Looking good, Smolder!”

“Where are you off to in such a hurry?”

“Are you blushing? Aww, that’s adorable!”

Each taunt made Smolder more and more flustered, not to mention trying to run through the whole school was wearing her stamina down. She was gasping for breath, her feet hitting flat on the floor, only causing more students to watch her attempt to streak through the school.

The other ponies weren’t just gawking at her, they were laughing at her. They pointed and laughed at Smolder as she desperately tried to finish her lap.

And the teasing wouldn’t let up, especially as Smolder was getting more exhausted.

“Awww, you look so cute all embarrassed like that!”

“Heh heh! Really cute chubby butt you’ve got going on, Smolder!”

“Look how grumpy you are! It’s so cute!”

The worst part was when she went by the study hall.

Smolder thought that because it was getting late at night, she’d have an easy time passing through an empty room. What she failed to account for, is the fact that Professor Applejack had scheduled a quiz that several of the students stayed up late to study for, and were dying for any sort of distraction.

Unfortunately, a naked dragon trying to streak through the campus, completely sweaty, exhausted, and fully embarrassed was the perfect distraction.

The sight of all those ponies staring at her naked body made Smolder’s body freeze up once again. So many eyes were trained on her. So many seeing her naked, blushing, and worse, vulnerable.

The laughter started immediately. At first, it was little spurts of laughter from disbelief, processing the sight, wondering if they were up too late to start hallucinating naked dragons. But as they realized what they were seeing was real, the laughter started to ramp up.

The ponies began pointing and laughing at the poor dragon, frozen in mortifying embarrassment. Just the sight alone of seeing Smolder’s naked figure was enough to get them giggling.

And that giggling was enough to make Smolder more petrified in place. She wanted desperately to try and run, but her legs refused to move from that spot in front of the open doorway. It was like the unending gaze of all those ponies staring at her prevented her from moving.

Even being able to explain that it was Gallus that put her up to this humiliating task would suffice, but the words kept getting caught in her throat. All that came out were stammerings and squeaks, something quite unbecoming of the supposedly tough dragon.

The longer she stood there, the more it encouraged the tired, studying students to tease her more, noting more things to point and laugh at.

“Hey Smolder, nice butt! Got a cute blush on it, too!”

“Putting on a little weight, huh? Look at that cute chubby belly!”

“Aww, is the widdle dwaggy getting all blushy! That’s sooooo cuuuute!”

Each little teasy word from those ponies lips made Smolder’s whole face burn up with pure flustered embarrassment. Her heart was loud enough that it was pounding in her head, though not enough to drown out all the teasing laughter and words that she was hearing.

Smolder started to curl up, trying to cover her ears, though it only exposed her breasts and crotch to the other ponies, causing their teasing words and laughter to get more frequent. All the humiliation started to build up inside of Smolder, until the poor dragon finally couldn’t take it anymore.

“GYAAAAAAAAH!”

Smolder finally found her voice, and her legs, and started sprinting down the hallway.

After what felt like an eternity of embarrassment, Smolder finally made it back to Gallus and Sandbar’s dorm room. She could just feel the privacy and comfort of her clothes already.

She started violently jiggling the doorknob, realizing that they locked the door as soon as she left.

“Come on…come on…!” Smolder said, her voice cracking with desperation as she started knocking on the door. She looked around, praying that she could just get back inside as soon as possible.

Seconds passed, and Smolder knocked again, louder. “Come on…! Let me in already!”

Smolder’s heart was pounding a mile a minute. “Guys! Come on!” Her voice was trying to be loud enough to get their attention, while also trying not to wake everyone in the nearby dorm rooms.

Eventually, Smolder was desperate enough to start pounding the door with her fists. “Gallus LET ME THE FUCK IN ALREADY!”

Smolder wasn’t in the mindset for rational thinking. She was about to get a charging start to try and ram the door down herself before Ocellus finally opened the door for her.

The dragon instantly shoved her way through into the dorm room, hastily shutting the door behind her, putting her back to the door and gasping for breath, tired, and utterly humiliated.

“Well damn, looks like you really went through with it,” Gallus smirked. “Alright, guess that means you officially win Truth or Dare, Smolder. Congrats.”

Despite Gallus admitting defeat, Smolder hardly felt like celebrating. Her mind was reeling, still trying to mentally recover from her streaking stunt. All those ponies laughing at her, Shimmy Shake, Lighthoof, even Spike, all of them laughing at her plight, calling her cute… It made her whole body shudder just to hear them say it.

Yet, despite all of that, remembering all of what just happened to her was giving her…a small thrill? Having Spike call her cute was making her heart beat just a little bit faster, but in a good way. Being so exposed and vulnerable and embarrassed felt…good? No, it just had to be a holdover of all the adrenaline. She was exhausted and delirious from all the streaking, that’s all.

“Is it over? Are we finally done?” Smolder panted, frantically putting her clothes on so she could feel secure again.

Gallus looked at the rest of his friends and nodded. “Well…not yet,” he said. “There’s still one more thing we have to do for that book to say we’ve done a successful slumber party.”

“Y-Yeah? W-What’s that?” Smolder whimpered.

Smolder looked around, realizing that all her friends surrounded her, looking down on her with mischievous smirks on their faces.

“...The tickle fight.”

“What-?”

Before Smolder could do anything, Yona pinned her down, grabbing her wrists and pressing them to the floor.

Smolder squeaked and kicked, before Sandbar sat down on her ankles. As much of a tough dragon she claimed to be, she wasn’t going to be strong enough to outmuscle Yona.

“Y-You’re wasting your time!” Smolder said, trying to force a grin on her face. “I-I’m not even ticklish!”

“We’ll see about that,” Gallus smirked. “If you really aren’t ticklish, and you don’t laugh for a full, uninterrupted minute, then you win, and I’ll carry you across campus singing your praises and all that. I’ll even be nice and give you a few extra chances.”

Smolder felt her heart flutter in excitement. She was so close to actually winning! “R-Really?”

“But! Every time you laugh, you have to take off one of your clothes.”

Smolder’s heart sank. “I…I…Hold on! T-That’s not…!”

“What’s wrong?” Gallus goaded on. “Is the cute widdle dwagon not tough enough to handle a few tickles?” he cooed.

Infuriated, Smolder spoke without thinking. “BRING IT ON! I CAN HANDLE ALL FIVE OF YOU TICKLING ME!”

Smolder clenched her jaw shut after spewing out her words. She looked all her friends, each of them was staring back at her with a fire in their eyes, Just like Smolder had been motivated by pride, she saw that each of her friends was more than willing to accept the challenge that the poor dragon had impulsively given all of them at once.

Gallus grinned, looking between his friends and Smolder. “Alright, you heard her. Let’s make her laugh!”

Gallus was the first to strike. For a brief moment, he was worried that Smolder actually wasn’t ticklish. He had never actually seen her get tickled before. There weren't any times where her sides were accidentally poked to his memory. Though given how nervous and squirmy the dragon was, Gallus was assured that Smolder was just spewing hot air.

He confidently dug his fingers into Smolder’s sides. He was tempted to get his talons under her shirt, but assured himself there would be plenty of time for that in the inevitable future.

Smolder clenched her jaw, forcing it shut as she tried desperately to keep the laughter in. Gallus’s talons tickled far more than she had anticipated, and he certainly wasn’t going easy on her, not when there was so much on the line already. She just prayed that a minute would go by faster…

Seeing Smolder’s desperate attempt to not laugh instantly put Gallus at ease. There was no doubt that Smolder was ticklish, he just had to work a little harder to get that laughter out, and he’d be one step closer to winning. “Not ticklish, huh?”

Smolder defiantly shook her head, a few sputters coming out from her lips. “Nnngh! Hhhnnngh!”

Gallus leaned in closer. “Hm? What was that? I couldn’t hear you. Did you say something about being super-duper ticklish?” He skittered his fingers up and down her sides and ribs.

Smolder tried to glare at Gallus, but the smile on her face was quickly cracking through. She was so close to laughing, if she could just hold out for a few seconds more, she’d finally be free!

Gallus wasn’t worried about the time limit. With how much Smolder was sputtering and struggling, he was confident that she was going to crack at any moment. Maybe if he targeted a different spot, he’d be able to force that laugh out of her. He went from slow taps against Smolder’s ribs to a sudden dig against her hips.

“BWAHAHAHAAAA!” Smolder suddenly burst out into a heavy laugh, her back arching as those evil talons dug into her hips. All their friends’ heads turned to Smolder. Even Gallus stopped tickling just to watch Smolder stew in her own inevitable downfall.

Smolder winced. She clearly just laughed, but didn’t want to admit it, especially not to Gallus. She lay there in silence, scared of what Gallus would do next.

“Well, that sounded like a laugh to me,” Gallus chuckled, looking around for approval.

Everyone else nodded in agreement, confirming that Smolder indeed let out a ticklish laugh.

“And you tried to get out of this by saying that you weren’t ticklish,” Gallus shook his finger in front of Smolder, chastising her. “You know what that means.”

“D-Don’t…please…” was all Smolder could get out, the closest thing her pride would let her get to begging for mercy..

“Yona, if you would?”

Yona reached over, grabbing onto the bottom of Smolder’s shirt, slowly pulling it over the dragon’s head until it was off her body, leaving her lacy, frilly bra the only thing covering her upper-body.

“Aww, look at that, your bra’s almost as cute as your panties!” Gallus taunted, knowing full well how Smolder would react.

“SHUT THE FUCK-NNNNNNGHH!” Smolder was about to bite Gallus’s head off with her fury before Gallus started skittering his claws against her now bare belly.

“Hmm? Did you say something, Smolder?” Gallus said with a sinister smirk, squeezing the chub with his claws. “You look upset, is there something you wanted to say to me?”

Smolder quickly got red in the face, she had so many words for Gallus, but opening her mouth would definitely let laughter out, and she couldn’t risk losing another article of clothing, she only had a previous few she had on, and she was so close to finally winning this sleepover. She just had to go a full minute…

“Dawww, without your shirt, there’s nothing to hide that cute chubby tummy of yours!” Gallus said, his voice dripping with malice as he held her chubby stomach with his hands, jiggling it up and down.

While the act didn’t tickle Smolder as much, it definitely agitated her. She bit down on her lip, trying not to speak up in protest about her stomach.

“Hey Silverstream,” Gallus called out. “Isn’t Smolder’s belly super chubby and cute?”

Silverstream went from an observer to a participant as she kneeled down, poking at Smolder’s stomach. “Oooh, you’re right! Her chubby tummy’s just sooooo cute!”

Smolder felt shivers all over her body once Silverstream started joining in. It was bad enough when Gallus was teasing her, but her own roommate poking and toying with her stomach was driving her crazy!

Seeing how red Smolder’s cheeks were getting made Gallus excited that Silverstream’s assist was working. But he still had to get her to laugh before a minute was up. “Hey, you think it’ll jiggle all cute if we tickle her stomach?”

“Oooh, yeah! Let’s try it out!”

Both birds started skittering their claws against Smolder’s bare belly. Gallus went for squeezes and digs against the dragon’s surprisingly soft scales, while Silverstream excitedly poked and scribbled her fingers over as much of Smolder’s chubby belly as she could.

“NAHAHAHAAAAAHAAHAAAHAAHAHA!” Smolder screamed with laughter. There was no way she would be able to resist two sets of claws tickling her belly at once. And with all those comments about her “cute and chubby belly” weakening her, she absolutely cracked from the double teaming efforts.

“Aww, you almost had it that time!” Gallus chuckled. He reached downwards to take off Smolder’s bra.

His hands reached around to Smolder’s back, stumbling to find and fiddle with the bra straps as Smolder lay on it.

“Did you take it off yet?” Sandbar asked, leaning to the side to try and get a better look.

“I’m…working on it!” Gallus grumbled, a single drop of sweat going down his forehead.

Sandbar blinked in disbelief. “...Do… Do you not know how the hooks work, dude?”

“Of COURSE I do!” Gallus snapped. “Just…this one is different!” he insisted, though the tone of his voice indicated he was just making up an excuse.

Sandbar scoffed. “I can’t believe you’re the only one in this room that doesn’t know how to take a bra off…”

All the other ladies in the room started snickering at Gallus, who was getting notably more frustrated and flustered the longer it took. “Rrrgh, shut UP!”

Smolder even let out a short chuckle. She was being stripped in front of all her friends right after streaking in front of the whole campus, but seeing Gallus experience a fraction of the humiliation she had to go through this night made her feel just a little bit better.

Eventually Gallus managed to unhook Smolder’s bra and expose her breasts once more.

Smolder’s light little smile turned into a look of concern as Gallus tossed her frilly bra to the side.

“Hmm…Where next?” Gallus mused. “Any suggestions, Yona?”

Yona looked down at the now topless Smolder.

Smolder looked back up, feeling very uncomfortable as Yona scanned her body. She squirmed and shook, but she definitely lacked the strength to break free or slip away as the yak sat on her arms.

Yona smiled, seemingly pinpointing a weak spot. “Yona think Smolder’s armpits very ticklish!” she said with confidence.

Gallus returned the smile. “You really think so, hm? Care to test it out for the both of us?”

“Yona would love to!”

“No…” Smolder whimpered, her voice low enough that neither Gallus nor Yona heard her.

Yona’s fingers started to wiggle as they descended down towards Smolder’s taut armpits.

Poor Smolder could only watch as those fingers got closer and closer. She didn’t say anything so she wouldn’t get caught off-guard and burst out into laughter again, but she still made some high-pitched whines. All she could do was watch Yona’s fingers get closer and closer, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Yona’s fingers touched down against Smolder’s smooth armpits, slowly sliding her big fingers against her taut underarms.

“NNNNNNNGHH! HNNNNNNNN!” Smolder immediately struggled. Even the few slow strokes of her fingers were enough to get her body to try and kick. Thankfully, Sandbar was there sitting on her ankles to prevent any flailing.

“Ooh, you were right, Yona! I think you found one of her tickle spots!” Gallus smirked.

“Yes! Yaks best at tickling!” Yona said proudly, wiggling her fingers a little bit faster. “Coochie coochie coo, Smolder!”

“BAAAAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO NO NO NOHOHOHOHO! STHAHAHAHAP STAHAHAHAHAHAAAAP!” Smolder pleaded, already breaking within seconds thanks to the combination of Yona hitting her sweet spot and teasing her verbally.

Gallus was shocked and almost disappointed that Smolder broke this early. “Aw, c’mon, that wasn’t even like, ten seconds! I thought you were supposed to be a tough dragon.”

“I-I AHAHAHAHAHAM!” Smolder insisted as she cackled.

“Are you? Maybe you’re just a cute little tickle dragon…”

“STAHAHAHAP SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP!” Smolder’s face instantly turned a deeper shade of red after Gallus’s taunt, something the griffon quickly picked up on.

“You’re running out of extra chances…” Gallus warned. “Ocellus, if you would?”

Ocellus grabbed onto the hem of Smolder’s sweatpants, tugging them down, leaving her cute panties exposed once more.

Smolder let out another whimper, this one audible to Gallus and Yona as she tried to hide her exposed body.

“Yo Sandbar, Ocellus, you two wanna find out how ticklish her feet are?” Gallus suggested.

Smolder let out a squeak and a gasp, immediately trying to shield one foot by covering it with the other. Her breathing was noticeably heavier as Sandbar and Ocellus crowded near her ankles.

“Oooh, how do you wanna do this, Sandbar?” Ocellus asked, eagerly wiggling her fingers. “I get one foot, you get the other?”

“Sounds fair to me!” Sandbar nodded, forcibly prying Smolder’s feet apart so that they could no longer protect each other.

Ocellus held onto her foot by the arches, using her thumb to press and wiggle against Smolder’s surprisingly soft sole.

Sandbar opted for a much meaner tickle technique. He held Smolder’s toes back with the palm of one hand, and used his other hand to mercilessly scribble. Since he was sitting on her ankles, he didn’t have to worry much about kicking.

Smolder didn’t immediately laugh, but the strain in her voice was clearly telling. She was thrashing around hard, her whole body trembling as she struggled not to laugh and lose the last piece of clothing she had on. Sandbar’s technique was pure evil, making her unable to curl or wiggle her toes on that foot, but it was sure showing on the other foot.

“Tickle tickle tickle…” Sandbar taunted, digging his fingers into her sole.

“Oooh, they feel so soft!” Ocellus cooed, pressing her thumbs in just a little bit deeper. “And her toes look soooo cute wiggling like that!”

Just like all her previous attempts, Smolder instantly crumbled. “NONONONOHOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAHAP PLEHEHAAASE EEEHEEHAHAHAHAHA!”

Gallus smirked with satisfaction. He was pretty sure that the less clothing Smolder had on, the more ticklish she was. Once she was completely naked again, his first and only victory was all but guaranteed.

As he reached down to grab at Smolder’s waistband, he stopped. At this rate, he’d only have to tickle her for a few seconds to win, and then it’d all be over. And where’d be the fun in that?

What was Smolder gonna do, call him out and tell him to take her panties off?

As Smolder was cackling her head off, being driven crazy from the foot tickling, she saw Gallus reaching for her panties. “NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHASE!” She begged. And to her surprise, Gallus actually complied.

It both relieved and terrified her that Gallus seemed to listen.

“Honestly? I’m kinda disappointed, Smolder. I thought you’d be way harder to break, but you haven’t even gone ten seconds without laughing.” Gallus chuckled. “It’s almost like you actually want to be tickled naked or something…”

“NOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAAA!” Smolder’s eyes widened, shaking her head in vigorous denial. There was an intense panic in her voice, mainly because what Gallus was saying…wasn’t entirely wrong.

Just like her streaking episode, being held down and stripped and tickled mercilessly like this was actually giving Smolder a thrill. She felt so vulnerable, so sensitive…so…turned on.

It was such a confusing feeling. She was being embarrassed to no end, and yet there was this small part of her that wanted it to keep going. She wanted to be tickled more, she wanted to be stripped naked and tickled all over. But if she was naked, then everyone would see how turned on she was getting. Gallus would never let her hear the end of it! Her panties were the only thing saving her from total humiliation.

Gallus had a gleam in his eye as he smirked. “Well, even if you don’t, all of us here still want to tickle you.”

All of Smolder’s friends joined in for a combined tickle assault on Smolder’s nearly naked body. Sandbar and Ocellus were already at her feet, playing with her soles and watching her toes wiggle. Silverstream went back to Smolder’s belly, grabbing and squeezing her chubby tummy and giggling to herself. Yona had already found one of Smolder’s tickle spots, and saw no reason to change it up. She went back to getting her fingers stroking against her taut armpits.

All the tickling at once overwhelmed poor Smolder. She let out a loud and girly scream, howling with laughter as her entire body tried to struggle against all the tickling at once. She was unable to focus on a single tickling sensation, it all just mixed together into a terribly ticklish storm.

Gallus was content sitting back on Smolder’s thighs and watching the poor dragon squeal and laugh and make adorable faces, but he was wondering where to go next. He eyed some of the places that his friends weren’t already tickling. Ribs, wings, thighs, knees…

His attention wandered back down to Smolder’s panties. They still covered her crotch, but they did leave something else exposed. He curiously skittered his claws against Smolder’s bare buttcheeks.

“AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEHEEHEEHEEE!”

Smolder let out a piercing scream, her body bucking and thrashing as her face flushed red. Everyone stopped to stare at Smolder’s sudden outburst.

“...Well, whaddya know!” Gallus said, “Who'd believe this cute chubby butt would be so ticklish?” He gave Smolder’s butt another quick skitter just to confirm.

“EEEEEEEEEHAAAHAAHAAAAAAAAAA NAAAHAHAAA!” Tears started to flow down Smolder’s cheeks, trying desperately to protect her ticklish butt.

“Oooh, Yona want to try tickling Smolder butt!” Yona chimed in, leaning over to get her fingers on Smolder’s butt as well.

“GYAAAAAHAHAHAHA NONONONO NOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Smolder pleaded, now in a full blown panic. The tickling was intense, but so was the erotic feelings that she was getting.

The sheer volume in Smolder’s laughter was making everyone curious, all wanting a turn to tickle Smolder’s butt.

Smolder couldn’t count the number of fingers that were poking and prodding and wiggling against her butt. “I CAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAA! I CAHAHAHAHAAAAA! PLEHEHEHEEEASE! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!”

Gallus was so glad he didn’t end things early, or else he may have missed upon this goldmine of an opportunity. “Aww, look at your cute ticklish butt!”

This spurred on the rest of Gallus’s friends to add their own commentary as they waited their turn. While one of their friends got to tickle Smolder’s butt, the rest went back to their positions to make sure that the rest of Smolder’s body didn’t go untickled.

“Smolder might have most ticklish butt in all world!” Yona laughed.

“Awww, look how chubby your cheeks are!” Silverstream cooed. “Oh, they’re so adorable!”

“I’ve never seen someone’s butt be so ticklish!” Sandbar teased. “No one’s ever screamed this loud from being tickled before!”

“Coochie coochie coo! A-tickle tickle tickle!” Ocellus sang.

“NAHAHAHAHAAAAA! FUHUHUHAHAHAHAHA!” Smolder was getting desperate, she’d rather just go streaking again through the campus in broad daylight than be subjected to more tickling and comments about her butt.

As everyone else had their turn, Gallus took the time to pluck a few feathers from his wing. Once it went around to him, he reached around and slid the feathers down the back of Smolder’s underwear.

“KYAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” Through the tears, Smolder’s eyes opened wide as she tried to buck her hips. The softness of the feathers gently stroking such a private sensitive area was driving her crazy.

“Oooh, I should’ve done this sooner!” Gallus laughed, sliding the feathers underneath Smolder’s underwear.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAAALAHAHAHAAA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! PLEHEHEEHEEAAAASE!” Smolder desperately pleaded.

“Stop? Why would I wanna stop? We’re having so much fun! Besides, a tough dragon like you can take some tickling, right?”

“I CAHAHAHA! NOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOHORE TIHIHIHIHI! EEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEK!” Smolder was sweating, crying, and her arousal was building up the more the feathers swirled under her panties.

“And surely everyone else in the school would love to test out how tough you are against tickles!” Gallus sinisterly suggested.

“P-PLEHEHEHEEEEAAAASE! I-I’M GAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” The stirring in Smolder’s crotch grew stronger.

“We could even invite Dragon Lord Ember over to see how tough and ticklish and cute you are…”

“NOHOHOHO! AAAAH! AAAHAHAAAAAH!” Her pupils shrank, her whole body was tingling, panicking as she was being pushed further and further over her limits.

“We’re gonna strip you naked,” Gallus cooed, the final word said in a sing-song tone. “We’ll pull off your cute little panties and tickle your cute little naked dragon body all over. Who knows?” He grinned as he leaned closer, whispering in her ear. “Maybe we’ll keep on tickle-tickle-tickling your cute butt until you wet your-”

“OKAYOKAYOKAY! YOU WIHIHIHIHIN! YOU WAAAAHAHAAAAAHAAHAAAAAHN!” Smolder arched her back as far as she could, blubbering, laughing, screaming, and moaning.

As Gallus reached for her panties, he noticed that they were now noticeably soaked, as well as a good chunk of her inner thighs. He smiled to himself, he may not have gotten a lot, but he did manage to tickle a secret or two out of Smolder, as well as a victory.

Silverstream scooted next to Gallus. “Woah, what happened to Smolder?”

Smolder, crying, blushing, and drooling, could only let out a quiet whimper.

Gallus gave a nonchalant shrug. “Guess the tickling was too much for her. Musta wet herself from laughing too hard.”

“Ewwww!” Silverstream said, though she was grinning the whole time. “That’s so embarrassing! Oh my gosh, I can’t imagine wetting myself from laughing too hard!”

Smolder let out a confused grunt. What Gallus said wasn’t doing much for her image, but she couldn’t just tell them the truth. She could never just admit that she liked being tickled enough to climax from it. Not to mention all the other things that were turning her on.

“Tough dragon very silly for wetting herself!” Yona nodded in agreement.

“Maybe we should get some sheets or something next time we tickle you silly!” Ocellus suggested, giggling along with Yona.

Smolder groaned and covered up her face, her heart was still beating so fast and the adrenaline had yet to wear off.

Sandbar patted Gallus on the back. “Well, guess you won dude, congrats.”

“Aw, Yona wanted to be best at slumber parties!” Yona moped, standing up and getting off Smolder.

“Hehe, don’t worry about it Yona, I think we can have another one soon,” Ocellus giggled. “Why don’t we finish up the rest of the popcorn?”

As the other four walked to the other side, Gallus helped Smolder sit upright. “You sure you don’t want to do best two out of three?”

Even with most of her pride completely shattered, Smolder had a small smile on her face.

“Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone else about what really happened,” Gallus assured her. “So long as you remember your end of the bargain. Maybe I should keep those panties for myself, just in case you ‘forget’...”

Smolder felt a sense of relief at her secret being safe. Even if the cost was having them think she wet herself from tickling. “Yeah yeah…but…thanks…”

“Besides,” Gallus chuckled, poking Smolder in the belly. “I wanna be the only one that gets you to make all those cute faces when you blush.”