Restless
Another night meant another long trek through dreamland for Princess Luna. Though she hoped for another peaceful night, the dreams of everyone were wild and unpredictable, so she needed to prepare for anything. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, casting the spell.
The world around her began to dissolve into black. The darkness enveloped the sky in seconds, with the balcony she was standing on disappearing even faster. Soon, the princess herself was thrown into the silent, empty void.
When Luna opened her eyes, she found herself back in the realm of dreams. There was no floor or walkway to stand on, only the endless stretch of white dream bubbles on the calming purple dreamscape.
Several dreams were already in process before Luna even arrived, and as the night continued on, more and more of the bubbles began playing scenes of their subconscious.
Luna flew through her realm, glancing at each of the bubbles she passed by, making sure there were no major disasters that required her intervention. So far, it all seemed fairly normal. Braeburn was dreaming about lassoing a runaway train and bringing it to a complete stop with pure strength alone, Rainbow Dash was having a dream where she and Spitfire set out on an exploration quest with Daring Do, Maud Pie was having a dream about rocks.
They were all about rocks.
Of course, these were just the normal dreams. There were plenty of others in Equestria with more salacious fantasies. In one dream bubble, Fluttershy was in her bedroom with Discord, experimenting with all the different animal parts he could conjure up. In another, Trixie was in the middle of entertaining a crowd by demonstrating how much of a stallion she could make disappear inside her mouth. In a third, Ms. Harshwhinny was throwing all sense of professionalism out the window in order to indulge in the joys of wild screaming and hair-pulling.
Luna never judged ponies for their sexual desires, however strange they may be. Plus, it’d be quite terrifying for the other party to realize that one of the princesses of Equestria was fully aware of your kinks. She’d rather the public adore her, not be terrified of getting kinkshamed.
But that didn’t mean Luna couldn’t enjoy watching them unfold with a front-row seat. She took another glance at the other dream bubbles, trying to spot a nightmare that would require her intervention. Thankfully, none seemed to appear, leaving her free to watch whatever dreams she wanted to.
She peered into one of them that seemed to just be starting. Soarin’ had arrived down at a familiar farm, walking through the dirt pathway towards the barn. With an excited dance in place, he opened up the door to reveal Applejack, lying seductively on a table as she was covered with apple syrup, crumbled pie crust, and whipped cream.
“Come and get your pie, lover boy,” the mare said with a sultry growl. “You better lick your plate clean, ya hear?”
Just as Luna was about to peer further, she heard a distant cry from one of the bubbles nearby. Figuring it was a nightmare that needed her intervention, she rushed off to locate the source.
Luna flew past several dream bubbles, keeping an ear out for whoever was having a nightmare, waiting for them to scream again.
“Aaaah! Nooooooo!”
The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but it wasn’t quite clear enough to assign an identity to just yet. Luna flapped her wings faster, following the sound of their voice.
“S-Stop it! No more! Please!”
Luna’s eyes widened. The voice started to sound more and more like Twilight Sparkle’s. In horrid realization, Luna picked up the pace.
“I-I caaaan’t!”
There was no mistaking it now, Twilight was definitely calling out for help in her dreams. Whatever it was, Luna needed to intervene.
“Heeeeeeeeeeelp!”
“Hang on, Twilight, I’m coming!” Luna said, mostly to herself as she flew as fast as her wings could take her.
As Luna closed in on the dream bubble, she could have sworn that Twilight was no longer screaming. Instead, it sounded like...laughter?
Luna found Twilight’s dream, and jumped in without a second thought.
Within the dream, Princess Luna found herself in familiar territory. She was back in Canterlot Castle, right in the halls of the bedchambers. She looked around, keeping herself wary of anything that seemed off. Perhaps Twilight had fallen into a trap or was being held captive by someone.
As Luna walked the empty halls, she heard something muffled from one of the doors. She started making her way towards it, but stopped to pause. This didn’t seem like a nightmare, not even one that Twilight would have. She heard screaming, but not of terror. Luna slowly opened the door, peeking in to see if Twilight was in need of her.
Luna indeed found Twilight in the bedroom. She was bound on the mattress, a rope tying each of her limbs to one of the corners of the bed frame, her clothes completely stripped off of her, save for her panties. She had been doing a lot of sweating and crying, as indicated by the stains on the pillow underneath.
However, what caught Luna off-guard was the fact that her sister Celestia was also in the room. At least, an imaginary version of her from Twilight fantasy. Celestia was also wearing nothing but panties, but she wasn’t tied up like Twilight. She was actually sitting down on top of her, leaning over her to whisper in her ear.
“Break time’s over, Twilight. I wonder where my fingers are going to go next...” Celestia wiggled her fingers above Twilight’s waist, wiggling them just above her stomach.
“Eeee...no...no no pleeeaaaaahahahahahaaaa!” Twilight pleaded, letting out a squeal when Celestia’s fingers touched down, dancing across her stomach. She wriggled her body from side to side, bouncing and gasping for air, unable to escape from Celestia’s touch.
Celestia giggled, leaning in to skitter her fingers faster up and down her stomach. “Aww, does Twilight have a ticklish tummy?”
“Y-yehehehes! Naahahaha it tihihihickles sohohoho muuuuch!” Twilight arched her back, intentionally getting her stomach closer to Celestia’s wiggling fingers.
Luna didn’t know what she was expecting when she opened the door, but it certainly wasn’t that.
“Where do you want me to tickle next, Twilight?” Celestia asked, menacingly wiggling her fingers in front of her face. “Your sides, your ribs, your armpits? Maybe I should tickle those lovely ticklish breasts…”
Twilight shivered with an eager yet anxious grin on her face. She squirmed nervously as Celestia listed off all the possibilities, giggling as if she had already started tickling her again.
“Or maybe…” Celestia trailed off, looking behind her. “I should go for those big soft feet of yours…”
“M-Mmhm!” Twilight nodded frantically. Her toes eagerly wiggled and spread out, quietly begging for tickles.
“What was that? You need to be much more clearer on what you want, Twilight,” Celestia grinned, giving Twilight a little squeeze of the hips as chastisement.
Twilight jolted upwards. “YaahaAAAAH! Please! I-I want you to tickle my feet, Celestia! I love when you tickle my toes!”
“That’s more like it.” Celestia turned around, grabbing onto one of Twilight’s bare feet. Her fingernails barely dug into her sole with the grip alone. “Now let’s hear that delightful laugh of yours…”
Luna kept quiet, still watching from the doorway just in case Twilight’s attention wasn’t fully on Celestia scribbling her fingers down her helpless foot.
“And don’t think I haven’t forgotten about your toes…”
“EEEHAHAHAHAAAAHAHA! Yehehehes! Tihihihickle meeheeheeheeHEEEHEEHEE!”
Luna continued to watch with a little bit of envy at how much Twilight seemed to enjoy being tickled. Though she had to make sure to attend to all the other dreams, she stayed just to enjoy the sight of Celestia tickling Twilight’s defenseless feet for what felt like an hour.
Soon, the amount of dream bubbles had quickly dwindled away. Celestia must have raised the sun quite a long time ago, and nearly all of Equestria was starting to wake up, save for the late sleepers. Only a few dream bubbles remained, but Luna felt it was a good enough time to end her dreamwalking duties for the night and get some well-deserved sleep herself.
As Luna exited the dream realm and walked back to her room, the contents of Twilight’s dream still stuck to her mind. Seeing her sister leaning down over the purple princess, attacking her tummy with nimble fingers, watching Twilight’s chest bounce up and down with snorting laughter...
Before she knew it, Luna found herself walking into the dining room, where she knew Celestia would usually be found this early in the morning.
Sure enough, Celestia was sitting at the table, enjoying a breakfast prepared by the Canterlot chefs. “Morning, Luna! Would you care to eat something before you sleep for the day?”
“I...Yes, I’d like that very much. Thank you, sister.”
Luna sat across from Celestia as her sister fixed up a plate of pancakes and fruits to eat.
Celestia watched as Luna heartily dug into the freshly prepared food. “So, how was your shift, Luna? Anything exciting happen last night?”
Luna looked up from her plate, hesitating to speak. She wanted to tell her about what she saw in Twilight’s dream, but didn’t want to brazenly reveal something so secret and private. “Just the usual, sister…”
Celestia smiled earnestly. “Really? No crazy dreams or anything memorable?”
“...Nope.” Luna absentmindedly poked at the rest of her fluffy pancakes with her fork. She could still see the image of Celestia tickling a topless Twilight clear in her mind, Twilight’s toes wiggling as Celestia’s fingers slowly walked their way up her sole.
“You seem preoccupied, Luna. Is something the matter?” Celestia asked, ever the perceptive one.
Though Luna had promised herself to not reveal the details of someone’s dreams to someone else, especially the sexual ones, the urge was quickly eating away at her. She looked around to make sure there were no guards nearby that could eavesdrop. “Well, there was something…”
“Oooh, let’s hear it!” Celestia eagerly leaned over the table, ready to hear the juicy gossip Luna was about to tell.
Luna fidgeted in her seat, silently apologizing to Twilight in her head. “Well, while I was doing my rounds, I happened to come across Twilight’s dream.”
“Yeah?” Celestia’s posture subconsciously straightened at the mention of Twilight’s name.
“When I looked into her dream, she was in this castle, in one of the bedrooms.” Luna’s cheeks started to burn redder the further she got into the story. “She was...tied down to the bed, and topless. You were also there, Celestia.”
Celestia also started blushing, but not nearly to the degree that Luna was. “Really? What was I doing?”
“You were topless as well, sitting on top of Twilight, and, well...tickling her.”
The tips of Celestia’s wings began to twitch. “Ooh, tickling? That sounds like fun!”
“Twilight certainly seemed to think so,” Luna sheepishly grinned. “She was begging you to keep going.”
“Well? Did I?” Celestia asked, still unfazed by Luna’s retelling of Twilight’s sexual fantasy.
“I-I don’t know, I left to check on the other dreams at that point,” Luna said curtly, her eyes darted off to avoid eye contact.
“It sounds to me like you do know,” Celestia shot her sister a mischievous smirk. “Maybe I should tickle the rest of the details out of you...”
Luna quickly started backing away from the table. “Y-You wouldn’t dare!” She sputtered, holding her arms out in self-defense.
“Oh relax, Luna, I’m only teasing!” Celestia giggled, though the grin still on her face suggested otherwise. “Hm...That does give me an idea, though…”
“Are you suggesting that you…?”
“Well, why not?” Celestia casually shrugged. “Twilight’s been working hard, what’s the harm in rewarding her with a little fantasy fulfillment? Plus it’ll be fun for me, too! Tying her down and tickling her silly? Ooh I’m getting excited just thinking about it! C’mon, I’ll even let you join in!”
Luna hadn’t even entertained the idea that she’d be a part of Twilight’s fantasy, but it did sound like a fun evening at least. “Well, if that’s what you’re offering, then I suppose it wouldn’t hurt…”
“Perfect! I’ll write the letter to call her over, then I can tickle the details out of you while we wait for her!”
“H-Hey!”
After a few teasing interrogative tickles to get some more details, the letter to summon Twilight was sent. Luna went to rest under promise by Celestia that she wouldn’t be messed with as she prepared for her arrival.
Meanwhile, over in Ponyville, Twilight was spending her time with Spike doing one of her favorite activities: reorganizing the castle library. Something that was far from Spike’s ideal way to spend the afternoon.
“Excellent, we got the east wall done! Now onto the north wall!” Twilight grinned, beaming with pride at the dusted and sorted shelf.
Spike grumbled, barely disguising his annoyance. He trudged over to grab another book off the pile when he felt a rumbling in his stomach, forcibly rising up in his chest before letting out a powerful belch of green flame. A wrapped up scroll appeared in Spike’s hand from the fire. “Huh, wonder what this is about…”
After opening the letter up, he scanned the first few lines. “Oh, you got mail, Twilight.” He said, handing the scroll over, taking the opportunity to rest his feet up on the table while Twilight was reading.
“Dear Twilight Sparkle, your presence is requested in Canterlot Castle,” Twilight began to read aloud. “My sister and I have something important to discuss with you. Do not be alarmed, there is no urgent danger to worry about. Luna and I shall fill you in on the details when you arrive. Princess Celestia.”
“That’s pretty vague,” Spike said, leaning further back in his chair. “I mean, it’s not important enough to just, I dunno, tell you what it’s about in the letter?”
“It’s still important, Spike!” Twilight chastised. “I better go and see what’s going on. Looks like we’ll have to hold off the organization for another day!”
“Well, what do you want me to-“ Spike looked up to see that he was the only one in the room. “...Aaaand, she’s gone. Alright, free day, I guess,” he shrugged, heading out of the castle to hang with Big Mac.
One train ride to Canterlot later, Twilight made a beeline to the castle. She burst through the large double doors of the throne room, slightly out of breath from running. “P-Princess Celestia! I-I got your letter!”
Celestia greeted Twilight’s slightly panicked entrance with a warm smile. “I’m glad to see you arrived, Twilight. Just relax, everything is going to be alright.”
Twilight looked around the room. “Where’s Princess Luna?”
“She’ll be with us in a moment.” Celestia walked down the steps from her throne. “Come, follow me.”
Twilight followed Celestia through the castle, wondering what exactly she was called for and why it couldn’t be explained to her in the throne room. As they went through the hall of the bedchambers, Twilight felt a tingle of unease in the back of her neck.
Celestia had stopped in front of her own bedroom door, and Twilight felt her heart drop to her stomach as her mind raced to find some sort of reason why they’d be stopping here besides the obvious.
Celestia opened up the door, inviting Twilight inside.
With her arms and legs trembling, Twilight stepped in and was immediately greeted by the sight of Princess Luna sitting at the edge of the bed.
The sight naturally led Twilight to the most obvious conclusion, and the idea of being courted by both princesses at once was a little too much for her to handle, and she started hyperventilating.
“...Right, should’ve seen that coming.” Celestia said at Twilight’s growing panic attack. “Twilight, relax.”
“We simply want to reward you by making one of your dreams come true,” Luna stood up, putting a hand on her shoulder.
“Wha-huh?”
“Remember your dream last night?” Luna gestured towards the bed. “We thought we’d treat you to a special evening: tying you to the bed and tickling you!”
“Oh, so you just want to-WHAT!?” Twilight’s cheeks burned even redder. Somehow the truth was even more embarrassing than she thought it’d be.
“I know it’s pretty overwhelming to take in right now, but we thought it’d be nice to reward you with something fun, just the three of us doing something you’ve always wanted. Just like in your dreams.”
“It is something that you’d want, correct?”
Twilight finally managed to calm herself down. It was certainly still embarrassing, but she didn’t want to let this opportunity pass on by. “...J-just like my dreams?”
Luna nodded. “And whatever else you desire…”
“A-Alright, I’m ready.”
The two sisters got to work. First they stripped Twilight out of her clothes to just her panties, then tied the nearly-naked mare to the bed, with each of her arms and legs roped to one of the bedposts. Just for extra effect, a magic-dulling horn ring was also placed on her. Once she was tied, Celestia and Luna also undressed themselves down to their panties.
Celestia sat down on top of Twilight’s waist. “What do you think, Twilight? Just like your dreams?”
“Y-Yes…” Twilight sheepishly grinned, as embarrassing as it was to admit, it felt like the dream she had last night.
“Ready to laugh, dear?”
Twilight fidgeted around, giving a few test pulls on the ropes. Princess Celestia looming over her, wiggling her fingers just above her body. She was completely helpless, and that made her excited. She was already giggling in anticipation.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Celestia grinned. She started out light, slowly lowering her wiggling fingers down onto Twilight’s stomach.
Twilight could only watch in delight as Celestia’s fingers got closer and closer, bursting out into giggles once they finally made contact.
Celestia’s fingers spidered around, her fingertips lightly brushing over Twilight’s tummy. She had a feeling that Twilight could take more, but figured it’d be best to not overwhelm her so soon.
“Aaahahaaaheehee! O-Oh my gohohohosh!” Twilight arched her back, trying to get her body closer to the tickling.
Celestia explored Twilight’s midriff, giving her wiggling fingers against her stomach, light digs into her sides, and squeezes to her hips.
Twilight shook her hips with a squeak. Each squeeze to her hips made her jolt with a noticeable rise in pitch in her laughter.
Celestia got a little more adventurous, going from squeezing her hips to teasing her cutie mark. Her fingers tracing the outline of the stars on her flank.
Twilight’s body tensed up with a loud gasp, the blush on her face spreading all the way to her ears. Little moans and squeaks escaped from her lips as she squirmed, the tips of her wings twitching with aroused glee.
“Aww, you like that, Twilight?” Celestia cooed, skittering her fingers across Twilight’s flank.
“Eeee! Y-Yehehehes!” Twilight nodded vigorously.
“Then you’re going to love this…” Celestia suddenly dipped her head down, buzzing her lips against Twilight’s belly, holding onto her hips to keep her pinned down.
Twilight meekly looked down just in time to see Celestia’s lips pressing down. “GYAAAAAHAHAHAAAAA!” The princess’s eyes widened in shock, her wings instantly unfurling with a loud pomf.
Celestia switched between short raspberries and spidering her fingers against Twilight’s stomach as the poor mare let out huge belly laughs.
Whether she was aware of it or not, Twilight began thrusting her hips upwards towards Celestia’s lips and fingers, her body silently asking for more tickling.
Amused by Twilight’s eagerness, Celestia slowed her pace down, just to see how she would react to receiving less tickles.
Twilight could feel a noticeable difference once Celestia started going lighter, arching her back more in ticklish desperation. “Eeeee...p-pleeeaaase!” she blurted out without even thinking.
“Please what?” Celestia teased, now only using her index fingers to tickle her.
“I...I want moooore! T-tickle me more!” Twilight whined, using her wings to try and flap herself upwards. Begging felt embarrassing, but the lack of tickles was far more agonizing.
Celestia turned to Luna with a smirk. “What do you think, sis? Should we give it to her?”
“Oh, absolutely,” Luna grinned, sitting herself down on Twilight’s ankles.
A little squeak of excitement involuntarily left Twilight’s lips. She could only see Celestia looming over her, but she could almost feel Luna’s fingers wiggling in front of her soles. Her soles started to scrunch up in anticipation.
“Ah ah ah, none of that now,” Luna chastised, grabbing onto the tips of Twilight’s toes and pulling them back.
“Eeeep…!” Luna had only pulled the toes taut on one foot, but the feeling of being so helpless had her heart pounding in her chest.
“You still seem nervous, Twilight. How about we fix that?” With Twilight’s sole rendered immobile, Luna began raking her fingernails down the tender foot.
Twilight squealed with a wild cackle. Her free foot kicked and curled as much as it could to compensate for the complete lack of movement on the other one.
With Luna now taking care of Twilight’s feet, Celestia resumed her work on Twilight’s upperbody. Her fingers started at her sides, crawling up her ribs to worm their way into her armpits.
Now that both princesses were working on tickling her, Twilight’s laughter doubled in both volume and intensity. Her body’s natural reaction to having her armpits and feet tickled caused her body to buck and yank at the ropes with all her might.
Meanwhile, Luna shifted her hand up just enough to expose the stems of Twilight’s toes in order to focus her tickling efforts there. Her fingernails lightly scritching away at the undersides.
Twilight threw her head back as tears streamed down her cheeks. “BAAAAAAHAHAAA! M-MY TOHOHOHOHOES! AAAAHAAA MY TOHOHOHOES ARE SOHOHO TIHIHIHICKLIIIISH!”
“I know,” Luna teased. “Your toes are so adorably ticklish, aren’t they? So slender and soft. They’re just perfect for a ticklish princess like you...”
“Let’s not forget this ticklish tummy of yours,” Celestia added, dragging her fingers around Twilight’s navel to make a point. “The way it bounces up and down as you laugh, not to mention the way you try and wiggle it closer to my fingers on purpose. You’re such a naughty tickle princess, aren’t you, Twilight?”
“EEEEYAHAHAHA! I-I AHAHAHAHAAAM!” Twilight was quick to accept her role, fully embracing herself as the tickle princess of the two sisters.
Luna chuckled to herself. Her horn started to glow as her magic pulled a box out from under the bed.
Celestia temporarily paused to take notice of what Luna was doing, peering over her shoulder to look.
As Twilight caught her breath, she fidgeted around, trying to get a peek into what they were looking at, though her current position and angle wasn’t helping her. She did manage to catch Luna turning back to her feet, though she was still left in the dark until she felt something slip between her toes. Something stiff, but distinctly tickly that made her explode with laughter.
As part of their preparation for the evening, the two sisters packed several tools away for use. Luna had grabbed a comb to use first. She only needed to grab onto Twilight’s big toe in order to slide it between.
Celestia had chosen a fluffy feather duster. Instead of holding it in her hands, her magic took control. While her hands squeezed Twilight’s sides, the feather duster brushed over her naked breasts, the fluffy ends of the duster dancing against each of her nipples.
If it weren’t for the ropes tying her down, Twilight might have leaped off the bed. The gentle touch of the feather duster gently teasing and touching her breasts contrasted with the stiff teeth of the comb relentlessly swiping back and forth between her toes. Part of her wanted to moan and wriggle around, part of her wanted to scream her head off with laughter. Though all of her wanted more.
Celestia started fondling Twilight’s perky breasts, holding them in her hands as she let the feather duster slide between her cleavage. Of course, she took the opportunity to sneak in a few quick tickles to her ribs and pits while her fingers were conveniently there.
Luna never strayed away from Twilight’s toes. She continued to hold them back, making sure they stayed right where they were as she attacked, keeping the comb sawing between each of her toes. “It’s only one comb, Twilight, and you’re already laughing so hard...do you think you’re prepared for what else we have planned for you?”
“NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!” Twilight’s face burned red, half-moaning in erotic pleasure, half-howling in ticklish ecstacy. Her body thrashed around, causing the ropes around the bedpost to start fraying.
“You certainly sound like you’re having fun, Luna,” Celestia chuckled. “Mind if I have a turn at her feet next?”
“By all means! You deserve to see just how ticklish her feet are.”
In the short break that she had as the princesses switched places, Twilight tried to sneak a peek into the box of tools that Luna had left at the side of the bed. She could barely see the spiky head of a pinwheel sticking out of the box.
When she tried to lean her body over for a better look, Luna stepped in front of her.
“Trying to spoil the surprise for yourself, Twilight?” Luna playfully scolded. “Such a naughty tickle princess you are…”
“Eeep...I-I’m sorry!” Twilight could tell Luna wasn’t actually mad, but she knew that she gave her an excuse to dole out some sort of punishment.
“Well, nothing to be done about it I suppose.” Luna picked the box up, giving it to Celestia and putting it out of Twilight’s sight. She whispered something into her sister’s ear, something amusing enough to make Celestia giggle, before sitting down at Twilight’s waist.
Twilight began her nervous squirming again. She could feel the weight of Luna gently sitting on her, but couldn’t feel Celestia at her ankles, and she had no idea where she went.
Twilight laid on the bed, looking up at Luna, who didn’t seem to be doing anything. After staring for a few moments in awkward silence, Twilight finally felt something touch her soles. Something light and soft. She immediately yelped and broke out in a giggling fit.
“What’s wrong, Twilight? I haven’t done anything yet,” Luna smirked.
“Yaaaheeheeheehee! It tiiihihihihickles!” Twilight’s toes began twitching and curling, a slightly welcome change from the restraint that Luna had put them through. She felt the same sensation against both her feet, finally recognizing it as two long feathers stroking up and down her soles.
“Well, I’d hope my own feathers would be good enough for tickling!” Celestia finally spoke up, trying to slide the feather underneath Twilight’s wiggling toes.
“Eeeeheeheeheeheehee! Mohohohohore!” Twilight’s toes wiggled and spread out, allowing the long white feathers to explore wherever Celestia pleased.
“More? Well, if you insist,” Celestia added a couple more of her own feathers, now holding two in each hand to stroke up and down her curling soles.
“YAAAAHAHAHAHA!” Celestia’s feathers were soft. Softer than any pegasi Twilight knew. She thought that Fluttershy had the softest and most tickly feathers, but Celestia’s were on an entirely different level. The sheer size of the feathers also contributed, having a lot more vanes to stroke against her feet with.
At Twilight’s request, Celestia continued to add more feathers to the mix, until she practically had two feather-fans in her hands. Now she was able to fully cover the entire width of Twilight’s feet as the feathers sweeped all the way from her heels to the tips of her toes and back.
Meanwhile, Luna got to work with her own ways to torment Twilight. She leaned forward and started squeezing Twilight’s body to make her jolt around, digging her fingers with quick tickles to her sides, ribs, and hips.
And jolt Twilight did. She let out a yelp of surprise amidst her laugh every time Luna gave her body a squeeze or a scribble, jumping around so much that even her toes were splaying out in response to Luna’s quick and harsh tickles.
With plenty of feathers still left to use and very little hand space left, Celestia started utilizing her magic to have much more control over each individual feather. She took eight of them and slotted them between each individual toe, though she didn’t move them yet. “One...two...three...four...five...six...seven...aaaand...eight…”
Between all the squeezes she was getting from Luna, Twilight felt each feather dropping between her toes. “Aaahaaaa...Oh nooooOOOOooohohohoho…” she excitedly giggled, keeping her toes spread out as best she could.
Celestia started moving all the feathers at once, sawing them back and forth between her toes, amused by how Twilight was managing to keep her toes still inviting to the tickles. Not entirely still, but still spread out to not stop the feathers.
Luna broke her cycle of going between Twilight’s sides, ribs, and hips to give attention to her wings. She slid her fingers in, ruffling up her feathers with her fingers.
“NYAAAHAAAAAAAAA?!” Twilight was screaming with laughter. She arched her back, keeping her hips high up in the air, staying up there in a stunned state as she cackled.
All the temporary airtime gave Luna plenty of time to reach into the tender wingpits now that Twilight had generously offered it up to her. “Oh, don’t think that I haven’t noticed your big wings practically begging to be tickled…”
With the remaining feathers, Celestia ran two of the biggest ones underneath her toes, curious to see if Twilight would finally try and grab them.
Twilight finally bounced back down onto the mattress, laughing even louder with the undersides of her toes now being feathered. She rapidly shook her head, sending tears, sweat, and a bit of drool flying from her face.
Celestia watched in delight as Twilight’s toes finally began wiggling and curling up. “Hmmm, hey Luna? Would you mind coming over here? I have an idea…”
Luna took a break from digging into Twilight’s wings to turn around. “What is it, Celestia?”
“Well, first, you were right, her feet are indeed very ticklish, but her toes are just adorable!” Celestia grinned, swiping the feather underneath her big toes.
“Oh, you noticed that, too? I think that her toes are the most ticklish part of her!” Luna beamed, wiggling Twilight’s toes back and forth, letting them rub up against the feathers.
“And that’s saying something! Because I found out she’s quite ticklish on her sides.”
“And her wings,” Luna added.
Twilight curled up her toes and squirmed, starting to feel embarrassed at how much the sisters were cooing over her feet.
Celestia gave Luna a wink and gestured her head towards the box of tools. “Of course, that means there’s one thing that needs to be done…”
“Eep…” It didn’t take much thought for Twilight to guess what they were planning just by the conversation.
Twilight could see their horns light up, but was still in the dark as to what they were grabbing. Her toes curled and wiggled in nervous anticipation, awaiting their plans with bated breath.
After a bit of waiting, Twilight felt another sensation run across her left foot, something prickly, but not quite sharp. Her feet flinched at the touch as it rolled up her sole.
Before Twilight could properly identify what the first tool was on her foot, a loud buzzing caught her attention, and she felt something buzzing against the ball of her right foot.
“NAAAHAHAHAHAHA OHMYGOHOHOHOHOSH!”
As Twilight cackled, the princesses looked up and grinned. “So, Twilight, having fun?” Luna asked.
“YEHEHEHES! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHO GOOD!”
“And I’ll guess that you still want more,” Luna giggled.
“PLEHEHEHEAAASE!”
“Well, we’d be more than happy to, you just need to help us out for a bit.”
“What tickles more, the brush, or the pinwheel?” Celestia asked, letting both tools tickle the balls of her feet.
Twilight clenched her fists as she tried to decide. The little pricks of the pinwheel rolling against her foot sent tingles down her spine, but the stiff bristles of the electric toothbrush buzzed incessantly against the same spot.
“AAAAHAAAAAAHAHA THE BRUUUUHUHUHUSH!”
There came an amused giggle from Luna once Twilight answered. The tickling stopped as the sisters prepared their next test. Twilight could feel something small attached to her right foot, but something much larger pressed to her left.
“Next question, which of these two tickles more, the vibrator, or the roller?” Both devices activated, sending Twilight back into ticklish hysterics.
Again, a difficult choice to make. The vibrator was small, but was buzzing at a high intensity, concentrated on a single spot to maximize its tickling. The roller, although a lot softer, covered such a large area with its fluffy surface.
“EEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEK! THE ROHOHOHOHOLLEHEHEHEHR!”
Celestia stuck her tongue out at Luna as she stopped the tickling again. Their horns began to glow to prep the next set of tickle tools.
Twilight’s heart skipped a beat. She looked down to see her toes forcibly spread out by their magic, seeing the last set being slotted in each of the gaps.
“Last test, Twilight. What tickles your adorably ticklish toes more, the feathers?” Celestia asked, sliding the feathers back and forth.
“Or the combs?” Luna said, sawing her tools between her toes.
“YAAAHAHAHAHAHAIIIIEEEHEHEHEHAHA! THAHAHAHAH! I CAHAHA! EEE! EEE! BWAAAAHAHAHAHA! TIHIHIHIHICKLES!”
“Well, Twilight? We’re waiting…”
Twilight’s brain could barely think. She could certainly feel a difference between the feathers and the combs. The delicate touch of the feathers slowly gliding between her spread out toes with ease vs. the harsh teeth of the combs sawing back and forth, scritching her most ticklish spots. It was a difficult decision, not that Twilight had the ability to form a coherent sentence. The tickling had overloaded everything else in her mind.
“You better pick soon, or we’ll just not use either one of them on you anymore,” Luna teased.
There was a good chance that Luna was joking, but Twilight wasn’t thinking clearly enough to consider the possibility. “GYEEEHEEHEE THE FUH-FEHEHEHAAATHERS! THEY’RE SOHOHOHO TIHIHIHICKLY!”
Now with all the answers they needed, Celestia and Luna put the tools down. “Well, all that tickling must have been awfully tiring, wouldn’t you say, Luna?”
“Indeed,” Luna nodded. “Enjoyable as it was, I had completely lost track of time.”
Twilight continued to giggle deliriously, still riding off that tickle high with a fuzzy mind. “Eeheeheehee...t-thank you sohohoho muuuch…”
“I think some rest is in order before we possibly try anything else,” Celestia gave her sister a wink.
“Yes, shall we rest in my room?” Luna suggested.
“That sounds wonderful, let’s go!”
Twilight watched as the princesses stood up, but turned to walk towards the door. “W-Wait, what about me?” she objected. “I’m still tied up here!”
“Oh, right. We’ll only be gone for a short bit to rest,” Celestia grinned. Her horn was aglow for a moment. “There, that should keep you entertained until we come back.”
“Have fun, Twilight!” Luna sang, walking with her sister out of the door.
After Twilight watched the princesses leave, she tried to slip out of the ropes. After a few tired pulls, Celestia’s magic started working. The electric toothbrushes, rollers, and feathers started floating with a golden magical aura surrounding them. Twilight could only squeak as she watched the tools she personally picked closed in on her feet.
“Ohmygosh...yes…! Yesyesyes!”
The electric toothbrushes whirred to life, buzzing as their stiff bristles vibrated against the balls of her feet, heels, and against her big toes. The rollers pressed against her soles, spinning their soft surfaces against her plush arches no matter how much Twilight kicked or curled her feet. Finally, the multitude of feathers never left her toes alone, sliding under, against, and especially between her toes, and no amount of clenching, wiggling, or curling would stop their ever constant soft strokes. Twilight could swear there were more than eight on her feet, it felt more like twenty, but her vision was too blurred by tears to even try to count.
No square inch of her foot was left untickled, and all Twilight could do was laugh. Her breasts jiggled as she squirmed and squealed. The spell must have reinvigorated all her lost energy, because she had exploded with laughter, and despite all the minutes that had passed, it showed no signs of weakening. Her toes wiggled and splayed out, wanting to rub against Celestia’s soft feathers even more.
Amid all her giddy laughter, Twilight wondered if she was going to pass out from all the tickling before they returned. Though she supposed it didn’t matter. If she did, she knew her dreams were going to be pleasant.