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Fluttershy's Desires

By: 2ShyShy on Dec 13th, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 18.84 KB  |  views: 461  |  expires: Never
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  1. Fluttershy sat with her animal companions behind her cottage, feeding her friends with the seeds and vegetables she grew organically.
  2. Today, she decided to wear a gold-coloured t-shirt, and olive-green shorts. Her brown sandals were currently off, and her soles were covered with dirt.
  3. As the birds ate away at the piles of seeds, several squirrels ran around her, battling for food. With each lap they took, their bushy tails swiftly brushed against her dirty soles.
  4. Fluttershy gasped, her toes curling up. 'O-Oh my...T-that tickles..."
  5. She gently blushed as she beamed. Fluttershy had herself an embarrassing secret that she didn't dare tell anyone else. Others in Ponyville would have a thing for handcuffs, or spanking, or even dressing up as an equine with massive genitalia. Fluttershy got excited when she was tickling or being tickled. For some reason, tickling gave her pleasure beyond her understanding.
  6. Of course, she wouldn't dare tell anyone, it would be far too embarrassing! Her friends might never speak her again if her secret was revealed. Only her closes Angel Bunny knew. And he would scratch his little paws on her belly and sides in return for rather extravagant salads.
  7. She always wanted someone just to satisfy her needs, not just a little white annoyed bunny. She longed for the feeling of nimble fingers rushing down her sides, to have a hairbrush take quick, short stroked down her soles as she screamed with laughter, to have a finger lightly circle around her belly button while her tormenter teased the childish words of "Kitchy kitchy koo..." and "Does it tickle here?"
  8. After feeding time was over, she stood up, smiling to herself. Fluttershy lightly brushed some of the dirt off her feet and placed them in her sandals. She knew the perfect place to go today.
  9.  
  10. Fluttershy stood before Sugarcube Corner. Her plan was simple, tell Pinkie she couldn't laugh anymore, and let everything else fall in place.
  11. It involved lying, but it was for a good reason, right? Besides, there's no real harm done. The toughest part would be keeping a straight face until the end. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door.
  12. "Thank you very much!" A bright bubbly voice sang. Pinkie Pie grinned as the customer walked away with his box. Upon seeing her friend Fluttershy, her smile grew. "Hiya, Fluttershy! What can I do for you?"
  13. Fluttershy waved weakly. "Pinkie, can I talk to you?"
  14. In almost an instant She was there by her side. "Whacha need?"
  15. Fluttershy frowned, hopefully, she was as good at acting as she was at animal care.
  16. "P-Pinkie...I have a problem..."
  17. Pinkie frowned in turn, "Well that's just no good! Just tell me what it is and I'll be sure to fix it up right away."
  18. Fluttershy spun a lock of her hair around her fingers, "Well, you see...I can't laugh..."
  19. Pinkie gasped. "Can't laugh? Oh that's terrible! Almost as terrible as the time I blew up an entire cake by adding too much yeast because I was distracted because Gummy was telling me this story about how he found out he was a really good baseball player and I didn't even know he even played baseball!" She continued, going on and on about something random until Fluttershy intervened.
  20. "Pinkie? C-can you help me laugh again?"
  21. Pinkie's eyes widened, nodding her head. "You betcha! I know what'll make you laugh!"
  22. Fluttershy almost brightened up in anticipation, "You do?"
  23. "Yep! My serenade about a tortilla will make you laugh!"
  24. Fluttershy blinked, "A...serenade about a tortilla?"
  25. "Well, actually, it's more of a wrap!"
  26. Fluttershy bit her tongue, trying not to laugh at that incredibly lame joke. The corners of her mouth twitched as she tried to keep a straight face.
  27. The bubbly girl stroked her chin. "Hm...Oh! Oh! Oh! What would bears be without bees?"
  28. Fluttershy shrugged in response.
  29. "Ears!"
  30. "..."
  31.  
  32. "...Nothing?"
  33. Fluttershy shook her head.
  34. "Ooh, this calls for extreme measures!" Pinkie picked up her alligator and set it on the counter.
  35. "Gummy, you're in charge until I'm back!"
  36. Pinkie Pie started marching upstairs, motioning for Fluttershy to follow.
  37. When Fluttershy finally got upstairs, Pinkie giggled with glee. "Alright, lie down on the bed and close your eyes, I'll be ready in a jiffy!"
  38. Fluttershy almost accidentally smiled as she did as she was told, resting her head back on the pillow as she shut her eyes, anticipating the fun that would follow.
  39. Soon, she felt her legs be lifted up and placed on some sort of cushion. Soon there was the sound of wood colliding, and a lock and key turning. She had a guess of what Pinkie was doing, but she had to play along.
  40. "Pinkie? What are you doing?"
  41. "Shh...I'm almost done! Ok, lift your arms up!"
  42. Fluttershy began to breathe heavily, not out of fear, but out of giddy anticipation as she felt something soft wrap around her wrists and pull tightly.
  43. "C-can I open my eyes, yet?"
  44. "Yep! Go ahead!"
  45. Fluttershy slowly gazed at the situation she was in. Her feet were now locked in a set of stocks, she tried to lift her legs up, but they were obviously sealed. Looking up, her wrists were tied to the corners of the bed with a ribbon, most likely from Rarity's shop.
  46. "Pinkie, what did you do? What's going on?" Fluttershy said, trying to feign ignorance.
  47. "Well, duh! If telling jokes won't get a laugh out of my friends, I know tickling will! I just have to tie you down so my medicine will be fully effective.
  48. Fluttershy weakly pulled at her bonds, "W-wait! T-tickling?"
  49. Pinkie nodded, slipping the sandals off Fluttershy's feet, "Yep! Laughter is the best medicine, and tickling is the best way to get laughter!"
  50. Pinkie wiggled her fingers, slowly approaching Fluttershy's feet. Both of them excited for what was to come.
  51.  
  52. Pinkie Pie decided to take it slow, taking her sweet time to drag her fingers down her soles.
  53. Fluttershy curled her soles to the best of her ability, she wanted to laugh. She wanted to laugh so badly, but when she laughed, the game would end. So Shy had to do her best to resist, the best she did was smile.
  54. "Well, we're getting there! Now all we have to get a laugh out of you!" Pinkie beamed, wriggling her nimble fingers underneath the toes of her friend.
  55. Fluttershy had tears in her eyes due to the ticklish torment. It seemed that Pinkie Pie was an expert tickler, her fingers managing to make things more ticklish. It was heaven for Fluttershy to experience a tickling that she couldn't get anywhere else, but also hell because she couldn't fully enjoy it by laughing her head off. Her eyes shut tight as her grin began to grow. To try to resist breaking, her legs bounced up and down, her head shook back and forth, and her arms tugged at her bonds. She knew it would do nothing to break her free, but it was a somewhat effective strategy at the moment.
  56. Pinkie Pie took notice, and decided to switch tactics. She stood up, no longer tickling the bound girl.
  57. Fluttershy started panting, it wasn't an exhaustive tickle session, but not laughing took its toll on her. She was confused as to why this wonderful treatment would ever stop.
  58. Pinkie smirked, while Fluttershy was off guard, she lifted up her shirt and dived in. She placed her lips over her belly button and blew a raspberry that made Fluttershy's body shake and shiver.
  59. Without any time to prepare, Fluttershy instantly broke out into sweet laughter. It was over, laughter was flowing out of her mouth like a river. "It was fun while it lasted..." Fluttershy thought, disappointed that it was going to end.
  60. Pinkie lifted her head up after 6 seconds of raspberrying, smirking at Fluttershy.
  61. Fluttershy looked back and blushed with a sheepish smile.
  62.  
  63. "Well...you did laugh..." Pinkie stated.
  64. Fluttershy slowly nodded, ready for the absolute worst.
  65. "Buuuuut...I think we have to keep going. Juuuust to be sure!"
  66. Fluttershy blinked in disbelief. If she could, she'd pinch herself to see if it was a dream. All she could do is smile weakly, trying to contain her excitement.
  67. Pinkie Pie walked around the bed, wondering where to attack next.
  68. Fluttershy took deep breaths, her toes wiggled as her heart raced. The anticipation was killing her, this was a dream come true. To be tied down and at the complete mercy of someone that wanted nothing but to tickle her out of her wits, to have quick and curious fingers explore every centimeter of her body to find the most sensitive spots, to feel complete helplessness as the only action she could do was laugh. It gave her shivers down the spine, and she began to feel wet.
  69. Pinkie's face lit up, she thrust her hands forward and dug her fingers into sides.
  70. Fluttershy's midsection shot into the air as high as the ropes could let her as she let out a rather loud squeal. Not long after, she dissolved into hysterics, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
  71. As Pinkie wriggled her fingers against Fluttershy's sides, she slowly began to see the enjoyment she was feeling, and decided to have some fun with it as well.
  72. "Ooooooooooooooooh!" The pitch in Pinkie's voice steadily rose. At the same time, her fingers began rising up to her ribs and at her armpits at the highest tone. Shy's laughter seemed to increase, either due to the ticklishness of her armpits, the playful nature that Pinkie had while tickling her, or a combination of both. Either way, she began to blush as her body instinctively tried to shoot her arms to her sides.
  73. Pinkie Pie began with a high note as she reversed the process, "Doooooowwwwwnnnn..." She went as her fingers retracted back to Fluttershy's sides, tickling her all the way, then finally retracted, skipping away from Fluttershy to retrieve something else.
  74.  
  75. While Fluttershy caught her breath, she turned her head to try to see what Pinkie's doing.
  76. Through her tear-stained eyes, she saw Pinkie returning with a rather large toolbox. She squirmed on the bed just thinking about what could possibly be in there.
  77. Pinkie Pie opened the box, revealing what seemed to be an endless array of feathers, toothbrushes, hairbrushes, paintbrushes with paint, even several bottles of syrup. Fluttershy could only stare at the contents in awe, drooling with eyes wide open.
  78. Pinkie Pie caught Fluttershy's enthusiasm out of the corner of her eye. She rubbed her hands together deviously. She had suspicions when Fluttershy never asked to stop, but this confirmed that her 'client' wanted this more than ever.
  79. Pinkie Pie grinned mischievously, even if she wasn't aware that she was aware, Pinkie was going to take full advantage of it. She reached into her box and pulled out a few stiff feathers. These would do for now...
  80. Pinkie Pie approached Fluttershy's feet, stroking the tips up and down her soles.
  81. Fluttershy broke out into uncontrollable giggles, even if the feathers didn't tickle as much as Pinkie's fingers, it was enough to tease her body and keep her in a constant stream of laughter.
  82. Pinkie Pie, not fully satisfied, dragged the feathers under her toes slowly, making sure every centimeter of the feather hit the sensitive flesh.
  83. Fluttershy practically screamed, her body bucked around and shook. Fluttershy absolutely loved having her tender toes tormented, her toes splayed open as wide as she could, trying to hint to Pinkie on where to strike next.
  84. Pinkie could take a hint, after a couple more strokes under her toes. She took eight feathers and displayed them to Fluttershy like a hand of cards. Shortly after, she placed them between the 8 spaces between her toes.
  85. Fluttershy gulped, this was a new experience, she had never imagined anyone tickling between all the spaces between her toes at once, not that she was complaining, obviously.
  86.  
  87. Pinkie resisted the urge to laugh manically as she grasped every feather and sawed them between her toes.
  88. Fluttershy's eyes nearly bugged out of her head as she cackled. She threw her head back onto the pillow, her body quaked while she cackled. She violently shook in her bonds, but not once did she beg for Pinkie to stop. It was either due to the fact that she loved it, or she was laughing too hard to even ask for more.
  89. Pinkie continued this treatment until Fluttershy couldn't physically laugh. Pinkie finally removed the feathers. Fluttershy was red in the face, tears still fell down her face, and judging by the stains she came. A lot.
  90. Pinkie Pie walked away, getting a glass of water for her. Even after she replenished herself, her face was now red with embarrassment instead of exhaustion.
  91. "I assume you're having fun. It seems you can fully laugh once more!"
  92. Fluttershy nodded, unsure of where Pinkie was going.
  93. "Buuut, judging by the results, I think you want some more, dontcha?"
  94. Fluttershy froze, was it really that obvious? She felt her wetness on the bed. Ok, it was that obvious. She nodded once more. "P-please..."
  95. Pinkie Pie winked, reaching into her toolbox of wonder. displaying to her friend a bottle of chocolate syrup.
  96. Fluttershy laid her head back onto the pillow, allowing to let the syrup fall when it may.
  97.  
  98. Fluttershy shivered as she felt the cold liquid drizzle on her belly. She felt it start just under her ribs, then spiral until it reached her belly button. Fluttershy inferred that Pinkie would be taking this route with her tongue.
  99. And she was right. Pinkie took quick little licks at the chocolate with her rough tongue, causing Fluttershy to jolt with giggles. The real fun began when she got closer to her belly button, when Pinkie Pie slowly circled her belly like a vortex of tickling, adding to Fluttershy's suspense on when she would hit the center. Pinkie seemed to slow down the closer she got, making her squeal and wriggle in anticipation.
  100. When Pinkie finally did get to her destination, she gingerly dipped her tongue in. Fluttershy shuddered, almost moaning at the ticklish teasing.
  101. But the party girl, being as unpredictable as she was, blew a raspberry right on her belly button. Fluttershy would have leaped from the bed if the ropes and stocks didn't keep her down. This was a dream come true, to meet such a skilled tickler and at her complete and utter mercy. Fluttershy had no idea what her torturer would do, and it would keep her in a constant state of laughter until she physically couldn't handle it anymore.
  102. When the last of the chocolate was licked off, Fluttershy was eagerly waiting for what was next.
  103. "Alright, last one we have time for!"
  104. Fluttershy looked dissapointed and confused. Mostly dissapoiinted.
  105. "Well, we can't expect Gummy to serve all those ponies forever! And you have animals to take care of!"
  106. Fluttershy nodded, she did have a point. Good things do have to end, but hopefully there would be a grand finale. And maybe one day they could do this again, or even have the roles reversed... But all the tickling she recieved would be good enough for at least a month. She couldn't wait for Pinkie's last party trick.
  107. While Fluttershy was imagining other scenarios and possibilities, Pinkie got out several jars of paint, and quite a few brushes.
  108.  
  109. Without dipping her brush in place, she stroked the tip of the brush on the canvas that was Fluttershy's right foot. Pinkie kept a good ear for the intensity of Fluttershy's laughter. Fluttershy kept a constant stream of laughter out, increasing when the tickly brush hit between her toes, the center of her sole, and just above her heel. Pinkie took note of these specific spots, but she kept stroking over them just in case she might be wrong.
  110. After quadruple-checking the spots, she was ready to create her art. She dipped the tip into the red paint, and started adding colour to the targeted spots, stroking in small circles as she nodded to herself.
  111. If Fluttershy wasn't tied down, her body would surely betray her love of this and try to stop the brush. She practically screamed with hysterics as her sensitive spots were repeatedly attacked.
  112. When the paint had made its marks, Pinkie Pie rubbed the excess paint off, and placed into the orange paint. This time, she drew a careful outline around the red spots, creating a new border. Fluttershy still laughed. It wasn't as ticklish, but still ticklish nonetheless.
  113. Then Pinkie would rinse and repeat until her right foot was a perfect diagram of ticklishness from red to green. If there was a witness, it would be a giant sign that displayed the message "tickle me here!"
  114. Of course, Fluttershy still had another foot.
  115. Pinkie took out the largest brush she had and dipped it in the blue paint. She grinned as she dragged the bristles wildly on her foot.
  116. The random action kept Fluttershy restless. She couldn't anticipate where Pinkie would go next, so she was caught off guard the entire time. She felt each bristle stroke againt her sole, and she thrashed violently on the bed.
  117. When Pinkie was finally done, she took a step back to admire her work. Fluttershy's left foot was absolutely covered in blue, not even the top of her foot was safe from the artist's wrath. She took a picture of the Flutterfeet to admire later.
  118.  
  119. And now it was time to clean the paint off. Almost in a flash, Pinkie was near her feet with a scrub brush and a bucket of soapy water. She dipped it in, and placed the soaked bristles right on Fluttershy's soles.
  120. As soon as Fluttershy felt the brush move up, she thrashed violently on her bed. It tickled that much. Despite her feet flailing, soles scrunching, and toes twitching, her feet couldn't escape the ticklish brush as it slowly wiped the paint away.
  121. Pinkie pursed her lip, yes it was effective, but it seemed like to fully clean her soles, she'd have to add a little more elbow grease, which meant more scrubbing, and a lot more tickling.
  122. If there were dogs in the area, they would surely be the only ones to probably hear Fluttershy's squeal. The normally soft spoken girl was screaming as loud, if not louder, than any other person. Fluttershy's face was fully red from exhaustion and laughter. but her body still struggled from the ticklish feeling. Pinkie even had to pull her toes back with one hand to effectively scrub the area with the other.
  123.  
  124. By the time Pinkie was done, Fluttershy was almost completely deprived of energy after what seemed like the perfect eternity of tickling and orgasms. Her voice was so weak, she was even more hushed than usual. She closed her eyes, almost slipping away into unconsciousness.
  125. Pinkie couldn't help but admire the impressive cleaning job she did on Fluttershy's feet, even rubbing her face against her now smooth, slightly scented soles. She couldn't help it, the opportunity was just too good not to take. She went out of her way to plant a kiss on each of her toes and smiled a bit when she saw them twitch. When she undid the bondage, she gently nudged Fluttershy to alert her, she did have animals to take care of.
  126. But Fluttershy didn't budge, she simply shifted her body into a more comfortable sleeping position and began her slumber.
  127. Pinkie said nothing, only pulling the sheets away to replace them with a new one. She quietly tucked the tickled girl in and walked back downstairs to see how well Gummy was doing.
  128. Fluttershy would need hours of deep sleep to fully recover. It was one of the best days of her life, and she couldn't thank Pinkie enough for it. Before she started to dream, she had one last thought.
  129. "When can we do that again?"