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// At the Hooves of the Swedish Massage 
// Story: School Year Relief 
// by nobody495 
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The School of Friendship. The site where species all over Equestria would come to learn about friendship, and learn how to coexist amongst each other. Headed by the once bearers of the Elements of Harmony, this school is far from normal, and seems to invite all sorts of bizarre happenings. They usually consist of wacky shenanigans of varying levels of severity, but they usually turn out well in the end. And unfortunately, six groups of friends happen to be in some way involved with quite a few of the issues. Them being the easygoing earth pony Sandbar, the well-meaning yet clumsy yak Yona, the hyperactive seapony Silverstream, the sarcastic griffon Gallus, the shy changeling Ocellus, and the abrasive dragon Smolder.
Sans Sandbar, they were sent as representatives of their respective species, and would come to learn the importance of friendship across the species. And, fortunately, these 6 would come to become close to each other as they’d continue to learn. Though, starting today, they might end up getting a little too close. And it’d center around Smolder, Ocellus, and a certain, dumb book. Well, dumb for Smolder, at least.
“You want to do what?” Smolder asked one day, having been approached by Ocellus. At her clear discomfort, the changeling shrank away, shivering a little and her wings buzzing in surprise. 
“S-sorry, Smolder,” she said. “I-I was checking out a few books in the library, and looking for something to help build up bonds. Something that required a little, well… a little less talking… A-and, I heard about person-to-person contact that could help out, so I looked into the library f-for…” Smolder’s eyes hadn’t stopped narrowing after Ocellus’ suggestion. Even as the changeling talked. 
“For… massages?” Smolder asked, finishing Ocellus’ sentence. The changeling then timidly nodded while rubbing a foreleg. “And you went to me… why?”
“Well, it’s just… Well, I’m not sure about reaching out to a lot of others about this,” Ocellus said. “I wanted to test out what I learned on someone I was already friends with. And, well, since it’s meant to work out the tough spot of those muscles, I figured, n-no offense, that your hard hide might make for good practice.” Smolder rose a brow again.
“You wanted to practice squeezing those hard muscles out… on my natural hard scales?” Smolder asked for clarification. Ocellus seemed to shrink even more than before, and had started backing up a little.
“Y-yeah, I guess it’s a little silly…” Ocellus admitted. “I-If I can admit, I know there are better test subjects. But, you… well, you kind of helped me come out a little more…” At that, Smolder’s narrow gaze lessened a little as she recalled back to the whole Tree of Harmony incident, where Ocellus was faced with her deepest fear, a certain super villain who’d forced her race to live as monsters for a long time. “And, well, I thought maybe you could help me with this again?” Smolder sighed. She might’ve been a bit too defensive with the first impression of the question. And, well, unfortunately, it seemed like she was a slight crutch for her. She supposed if she didn’t lend her the chance, she wouldn’t keep up with this quest. Then again, should she…?
Smolder closed her eyes and sighed again.
“Ok, let’s,” she said. Ocellus seemed to get more upright. Smolder then erected a finger commandingly. “Let’s… let’s try it. We’ll see how good you are, and then we’ll carefully consider who else you should put your hooves on. Sound good?” Ocellus didn’t seem to be completely confident still, so she gave a meek nod. “Good. Now, let’s go somewhere private. Classes are out, anyways.” Ocellus nodded again, and then the duo began walking down the halls.
After plenty of walking, they’d arrive at their dorms, and specifically at Smolder’s room. The duo were in, and the dragon made sure to lock the door, testing it a little to make sure it didn’t open. 
“I think we should be safe,” Smolder said. And then, she turned toward Ocellus. “So, how’re we doing this?”
“W-well, first you’ll have to lie down there,” Ocellus said, motioning towards the bed in the room. Smolder nodded, and then went over to it, where she lied down. She crossed her arms and rested her chin on top of them, spreading her wings and keeping her tail nice and straight. At the same time, the changeling approached from behind, where she got up on top of it, and she hovered just above her. Before they started, Ocellus put a hoof up to her ear, then the other.
“Sounds nice and quiet,” Ocellus said. “A good environment for one of these.” She then scooted her hooves towards Smolder’s shoulders, her rolling her eyes as the changeling seemed to be trying to assess the situation before she bothered with the massage. “This is good for first timers. Just make sure you’re nice and loose… and you won’t have to worry about moving. If you let me, I’ll move you around.”
Smolder rose a brow at that. The idea of this girl moving her body however she wished felt kind of fishy to her. Though, she had to admit, Ocellus was helping to set the mood. On top of making sure everything was nice and quiet, her naturally meek voice made sure to be soothing on the ears. 
“I’m going to start soon, don’t be startled when you feel my hooves,” Ocellus warned. She brought up said hooves, and then settled them on her mid-back. She pressed down just gently enough, the bit of pressure squishing Smolder’s back and causing her eyes to widen a little. Then, the changeling began rocking her hooves forwards and back, rubbing forwards and backwards on this small patch of her scaly flesh. 
“Nnnnn…” Smolder muttered. She curled her toes a little. It felt a little funky, having her hooves trying to squeeze her back. She’d always figured those things would be absolute hell on anyone that ended up underneath one of those equines. She couldn’t help but feel slightly intimidated under those hooves, even if they belonged to meek little Ocellus. Eventually, the changeling changed from rocking to instead spreading her hooves. She moved them up her spine, just below the base of her wings, before spreading them in a circle, curling around her ribs, before closing the circle just under her tail, brushing her hooves.
Smolder clenched her hands a little at the trip up her spine. She could feel the tension build slightly as her hooves traveled up. Then, as if she were pouring warm water down her scales, the gentle, circular motion of her hooves helped to squeeze that tension away, pushing her worries away from her back and out to the sides. She closed her eyes defensively, feeling funny as those hooves not only moved in their circle, but also as they brushed her hips.
She repeated the circles a couple of times, before bringing her hooves up between the base of her wings, brushing  her hooves along her back such that they never left. Once up to her wings, she began rubbing around said bases, which was just the kind of spot Smolder needed hit. She was always using her wings, which meant she was always using those muscles there. So, of course, there was a lot of room for Ocellus to work with. 
“Oh my, you’re really stiff up here,” she noted as she pawed around at her shoulder area. She rubbed in circles, which then turned to her spreading her hooves outwards, as if squeezing the tension to the sides.
“M-mmm~!” Smolder moaned at that motion. The dragon didn’t realize what she’d done, until she realized Ocellus had paused for a moment. “Wh-what?”
“O-oh, I-I just didn’t expect…” Ocellus started. “Sorry, I didn’t expect to hear you make that kind of noise…” Smolder pondered what she meant… before realizing what she just did. The dragon then blushed furiously with the realization. 
“Y-You better not bring that up again!” Smolder demanded. She just lied back in place, waiting for the changeling to continue. 
“I mean, if you’re uncomfortable with that kind of stuff, we could stop-“ 
“No!” Smolder interrupted. Ocellus shrank away at her sudden shout. “…We decided we wanted to go through with this. So we’ll go through with this! Ok?”
“…Ok.” Ocellus affirmed with a nod. She leaned forwards again, and replaced her hooves on her shoulders. “I don’t think I got this quite enough…” Upon touchdown, Smolder could already feel the soothing touch of her pressure upon her weary wing flapping muscles.
“Oh definitely~” Smolder said, ushering her towards the shoulders. Ocellus seemed slightly uneasy, but she understood that her friend still felt she needed this. So, she repeated the circular motions again, followed by spreading to the side. The difference: She made sure the circles she rubbed steadily increased in radius, and she made sure she was brushing to the sides with different angles, trying her hardest to make sure she’s not touching the same spot too much. As she rubbed, Smolder fought back any noises, clamping her jaws shut. 
“You’re looking tense,” Ocellus said as she looked at the back of Smolder’s head. “This is supposed to be a moment of relaxation.” The changeling then scooted forwards, and lowered herself such that she was straddling her back. She wanted to get close enough, where she’d gently plant her hooves on either side of her head. Smolder glanced either way curiously at that. And then, Ocellus began running her hooves in circular motions around her temples. Smolder felt the exact opposite of a headache as a gentle pleasure ran through her cranium. She was soon forced to shut her eyes to enjoy the sensation fully. She didn’t even bother locking her jaws tight, and let out a shuddery moan. 
She had to admit, for how aggro she’s been for a while, her head was especially a big source of pain. But now, her massaging was working that stress out of her head. She wriggled her toes a little in response, and began leaning forwards more, forcing Ocellus to scoot forwards a little more to keep rubbing at her temples. 
“M-mm~ Just like that~” Smolder cooed. Ocellus felt the color rise to her cheeks, and she felt the urge to glance away from the dragon. But she still had a job to do. After rubbing her temples a little more, she brought them back to the back of her head, where she’d rub up and down to tend to both her neck and the back of her head. She let out a gentle coo at the careful touches. After that, she went from her neck, and to her shoulders, just under her wings, so that she could press on those too. She started by pressing on both evenly, which seemed to issue more toe-curling joy from the dragon. And then, she’d tend to either shoulder with both hooves, making sure she could hit at those tense parts with multiple angles.
“Nnnnnmmm~ Are you sure this is the first time you’ve done this?” Smolder moaned as she tended to her shoulders. 
“P-positive,” Ocellus said. “I guess it’s pretty easy to find your stress…” After tending to the shoulders, she hooked her arms with her hooves, and carefully spread them so that Smolder was no longer laying on them. This was so she could tend to the rest of her arms, where she began by pressing down into the biceps and squeezing them against the bed. Then, she dragged them forwards, squeezing first her biceps, then to her shoulders, and then to her upper arms, each in a single motion. As she pushed forwards, Smolder bit her lip, grunting a little at that movement.
“Oh yeah~!” Smolder moaned. Ocellus blushed harder at that sound, now starting to feel like she was dipping into something she probably shouldn’t.
“I think I got your upper body handled,” Ocellus said. “I could get to everything below the waistline. Sound good?” Smolder, meanwhile, was still reeling from that last attack. She panted a little, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she lied there. It took her a couple of seconds to realize what Ocellus was asking.
“H-hm…?” Her ears seemed to perk up at what the changeling was suggesting. “O-oh yes! Work on it already!” she demanded indignantly. Ocellus blushed at that statement, nervously glancing side to side, before scooting backwards a little to give her legs a little room to tend to. And then, it was to the kneading. She carefully reached down and grasped one calf… and noticed that the dragon was shivering slightly in her grip. 
“Are you doing ok?” Ocellus asked.
“Just fine, just fine,” Smolder said. “Just continue.” Ocellus still seemed confused. Though, she couldn’t help but admit, there was something… endearing about the way she shivered. She almost wanted to feel it a little longer. But, she still had work. So, she began by squeezing on her thigh. “MMMN~!” Smolder grunted and tensed. The way those hooves put the pressure on her legs made her almost gasp with pleasure, but she wanted desperately to fight that urge.
Ocellus made sure to adjust her squeezes, making sure to change the angle of the attack to make sure she squeezed at each tense part of her thighs. And with each squeeze, Smolder shuddered, her toes curling painfully tight. She even began to claw at her bed to try and find a proper handhold. It was like if she didn’t find something to hold onto, she would end up falling somewhere. Soon, her forehooves got lower and lower, soon carefully grasping at her knees, where she’d knead at the joint.
“Mmm~ Yes~” Smolder moaned at the touch. Ocellus’ normally blue face was beat red with embarrassment. Almost done, almost done, she was nearing the end. Just had to get down to the feet, and this’d all be over. But first… Her hooves rested on the calves, aligning perpendicular from their straight legs. Again, Smolder’s shivers returned. Ocellus grit her teeth in worry, before she pressed down on her legs. “Ogh!” Smolder gasped at that. She was unable to fight back her bliss! She was subjected to her wandering hooves! Unfortunately, it’d come to an end.
“Get ready,” Ocellus said, angling Smolder’s feet. As she did, she held a hoof threateningly over them. “We’re at the finally…” At that, she could swear she felt the dragon deflate a little, as if with disappointment. 
“Fine then,” she said. “Get it over with.” But her spirits seemed to lift when she felt her hoof gently press her sole, not enough to massage, but enough to remind her what she’s about to feel. The changeling seemed to pause for some reason, maybe at feeling her get excited. Whatever the reason, Ocellus was blushing, and ready to get this over with. So, she took her hoof back… and then pressed it forwards.
“Ahhhh-AHHHHHH~!” Smolder squealed at the sudden pressure. This was the kind of touch she’d needed for so long! She squeezed her poor foot, pressing out the stress. She grit her teeth and pounded the bed, before sighing and going completely limp, her tongue lulling out. Ocellus, meanwhile, was left with a panting, blushing dragon, who was limp on the bed before her.
“O-oh my…” Ocellus muttered.
…
“I didn’t realize how much I needed that,” Smolder said as she stretched her body. Ocellus, meanwhile, was seated on the bed and nervously wringing her hooves. 
“G-good to know it did well…” Ocellus said. Smolder finished her stretching, and then got up off the bed.
“So, how’re you feeling about that gift of yours?” Smolder asked.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you’re obviously very good with it. And you got as far as you got with me,” Smolder said. “Think you’ll want to try that out with somepony else?”
“O-oh, I don’t know…” Ocellus admitted. “I would probably do it with you again, but my heart was racing the whole time…”
“I guess you just need some more practice…” Smolder said. She blushed as she considered her next words. “Maybe we can schedule that another time?”
“Y-yeah, I guess we can…” Ocellus said. She then followed Smolder up off the bed. “Maybe next…”
“Let’s give it 3 days,” Smolder said. “That’ll give me time to get upset and for you to work your magic.”
“Sounds good,” Ocellus said. “Suppose I’ll meet you here in 3 days.”
“See you then!” Smolder said cheerfully. With that, the two headed out of Smolder’s room.