Lake Superior
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Dimitri dreamed of simpler days back in the monastery with the professor as he prepared to climb into his sleeping bag they'd been camping here in the World of New Mystery in search of reported enemy forces but had found nothing for two days. Now as he prepared for bed his mind wandered back to simpler times as a student when he'd been blessed with two eyes full of optimism. One memory forced its way forwards in particular that had haunted him for a year
It had been at one of the combat events at Gronder that the Professor had officiated. His house had gone up against the other two in mock combat as per the norm. After being separated from his classmates by a sneaky tactic from the Deer he'd been completely isolated.
He'd taken shelter in the wooden area of the battleground to try and look across the field for any signs of his fellows.
He saw Sylvain riding across the field but he seemed to be slumped forwards on his horse clawing at his boots. Felix had been taken prisoner apparently by Bernadetta of the Black Eagles and thick cords bound his body as she dragged him up to her sniper's nest at the ballista. He even saw Dedue but his loyal bodyguard and close friend seemed unable to take even a step. He heard a familiar cackle from deeper in the woods and knew it instantly. Hubert. Had he been cut off from his comrades as well? The lanky sorcerer was too smart to have chased Dimitri in here by himself. Either way removing him from the game would be nothing but beneficial to his fellow Lions.
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He moved quietly towards where he'd heard the noise come from. He'd found that Hubert wasn't alone at all. He sat upon a fallen log with his precious "Empress" Edelgard. They both sat hunched over something wiggling on the log before them. Dimitri drew closer to get a better look and his two eyes grew wide. Sprouting from the log before them were three pairs of disembodied bare feet that were soles up to the sun. He recognized them quickly and easily.
Those big dark 16's were Dedue's and his grip tightened on his lance at the sight of Hubert and Edelgard dancing their long fingers along them. It, therefore, stood to reason that the rosy soled 13's that Edelgard was huffing hot breath on while playing a leaf inside the arch were that fool Sylvain's and the pale pair of eights that Hubert had placed a centipede between the toes of were Felix's. They wiggled frantically as a million legs marched through those sensitive valleys.
Dimitri was taken back by the two normally serious students cooing and giggling over the trapped feet. They were all out here to practice combat tactics and these two had used magic to take the feet of his fellow Lions to...tickle them? It seemed unbelievable. However, as he saw Edelgard lean forward and lap her tongue up Felix's adorable little foot it seemed impossible to deny the effectiveness of these tactics. Meanwhile across the field Bernadetta missed a ballista shot at an opponent and found her inferiority complex grow as her bound and gagged Felix snorted in belly shaking laughter.
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Dimitri's toes curled in his boots at the sight of the way Hubert roughly pulled back the big and baby toes of Dedue's foot to allow him to graze his teeth along the big juicy ball of the foot. He now understood why his friends were faring so poorly in the mock combat against the Eagles. He took a step back and heard a stick snap beneath his foot as both of their heads immediately snapped towards the noise. In seconds Edelgard was on her feet charging towards him with her ax in hand. He took a step back as the short warrior charged him and Hubert summoned black flames.
He had his lance up to knock back her weapon but could do nothing as the darkness leaped from Hubert's hands and pulled his hands behind his back. His lance clattered to the ground as Edelgard looked down on her trapped lion with a hungry look.
"Why Hubert I think you can stop that spell to find poor little Ashe. A much better trophy has just blundered right into our laps! Hello, Dimitri so nice to see you."
"What are you doing?!" Dimitri cried as Edelgard took him by the legs and began dragging him over to the log. He could do nothing but twitch as with Hubert's help she dragged him over towards the log and pulled him up onto his before it. On his knees in the dirt and with Hubert's dark magic sapping his strength Dimitri was helpless as the much shorter girl knelt on the backs of his knees and essentially sat behind him. She ran her fingers through his blond hair and forced his head down over the log and the trapped feet of his comrades.
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"Look Dimi! Your friends have all been waiting for you! They're so happy to see you they're all waving!"
Edelgard reached over Dimitri's shoulder and skittered a nail over each foot until all three sets of feet were wiggling their toes in a panic simulating them all waving their lord a happy hello. She forced his head down between Dedue's massive pillowy soles until they were cupping the young lord's face. Then using her nails as a kind of tickly cattle prod she chased Feli and Syl's over until they too were dancing their toes along his red cheeks.
Off in other places on the battle, the effects were felt by the other three lions. Dedue collapsed to his knee's seemingly exhausted from his battle against both Caspar and Linhardt allowing the pair to quickly overwhelm him. Sylvain tumbled off his horse howling in laughter and right into the arms of Hilda. The pinkette was stuck with the hassle of what to do with her newly caught himbo now while back at the ballista Bernadetta was startled by an escaped Felix suddenly breaking down in boyish giggles that left him helpless as she set to re-binding him.
Dimitri felt cold hands on his ankles and something sharp doing something to his own feet but couldn't look back to see what Hubert was up to. He just felt the slimy skeleton of a man working a knife to cut away the soles of his boots and putting something sharp to the sole of his right foot.
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"Such an adorable little prince. Why don't you give your precious little friends some kisses? Go on!"
Dimitri's face flushed in an appealing way to contrast his blue eyes but the feeling of Edelgard's devious nails tickling not only his ribs right under his armor but also right behind his ear as if she was playing with a kitty was forcing the young Faerghan cross-eyed. He gave in to those dastardly ear tickles and began giving each of his friend's feet a gentle shower of kisses at her command. This earned him her stroking his head as he debased himself at her command. He wanted to stop but a voice in his head kept telling him to add some tongue to make his new mommy proud.
He tried to shake those disgusting thoughts from his heads but that earned him a quick tickle under his chin that just drove him face-first into Sylvain's big flushed feet now making the boy-slut yeep in Hilda's grasp at a particularly inopportune time as it to Hilda it sounded as if he was eager at her suggestion that he be taken back to Professor Manuela for some girl time.
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Edie finally let him pull his face from the trough of ticklish feet just so that she could begin gently tickling the bridge of the prince's nose as he wriggled and mewled for mercy.
"Ehehehdelgard pleeeheease! Nahaht my nohose! Nohohoo! Stahahap you ehehevil gihihrl!"
"Mmm, still some fight? Well, we'll get all of that nasty rebellion out of you eventually my new tickle kitten. How goes it back there Hubert?"
"The curse mark is completed Lady Edelgard. Simply allow a few minutes for the ink to set."
"Excellent work. You may indulge yourself back there as you see fit."
"With gratitude, my lady."
"But one thing Hubie."
"Y-yes my Empress?"
"Give my feet some attention as well as his please."
With that Edelgard had curled her legs and lay her own size 5's atop Dimitri's abused 14's. She and him both gasped at the feeling of Hubert's clammy toes dancing along their soles and she whispered her conditions into Dimi's ears through giggles.
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"From this point oohohn anytime you seheehee me I am to be referred to as your mohahammy and you will answer to my Little Tickle Kihihtten. You are never to wear shoes again in these mohohonastery halls and you are to forbid yohohour classmates to do the same. You are to moisturize ahahand pamper those soles with lotions that Hubert will deheheliver to your dormitories as they are no longer yours. They are officially clahahaimed territory of the Adrestian Empire and the hunting grounds of its Emprheheess. Should you fahahail any of theehse rules you wihihll see what that curse Huhuhbert has placed on you and your classmates feeeheeheet-Hubie please! Mine are tehehender!"
"Apologies, Lady Edelgard."
"I didhin't say stop! Oh! And you are to deliver the rest of the Blue Lions to us for similar treeheeatment. Relay ahahall of this to the otheehers. Ooooh, Huhubie I can't wait to get Clahahude as well! Oooh! Some fight! I like thahahat! My pooohoor belly!"
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Edelgard had pressed a bit far into Dimitri's back and pressed her stomach into his bound hands. He began skittering his nails along it from where they were tied behind his back but noticed that she made no effort to pull away. They'd stayed there locked in mutual ticklish destruction until the battle of the Eagle and Lion had been called to a close. None of the Garreg Mach staff seemed to know anything of what had happened there and out of fear Dimi had done as his "mommy" had asked. Soon each of the Lions had those matching curses on their tootsies and soon he saw Claude and his fellow deer going barefoot as well. This had continued until the end of his school life when Edelgard had vanished and taken most of her followers with her. He shuddered at the thought of that horrible girl being here when he heard a commotion outside.
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The camp was in shambles as soldiers and Heroes fled for the hills. A retreat had been ordered immediately he was told but as the commander of this force he had no idea by who. He took up his lance and fought as long as he could alongside a few brave volunteers but eventually they'd realized that the fort they'd seized would have to be abandoned. The walled fort had been a good place to hold but now its defense's trapped him and the remaining heroes who'd served as distractions inside.
The walls had been taken by the enemy including the gate controls and so the portcullis had to be forced up. Dimitri did so for the others and ordered them to flee while he held it. They'd hesitated but the approaching soldiers had made most head for the forest. All except three, Kjelle, Dimitri's younger self, and the female version of Kris had dived into the crowd and refused to run. Dimitri couldn't turn to see them but the way a pair of hands in Muspellian gauntlets came from behind him made him believe that his friends had not done well.
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When they'd realized that their camp was under siege it had been a surprise and most had been in their sleeping bags so the one-eyed Savior King had been forced to take to the field in his long johns with not even his socks and shoes. The cheeky soldier behind him leaned on his back and began unbuttoning Dimitri's long john's while whispering breathily in his ear.
"Well now looky here. What a fine prize is just standing there like a trophy for us. Why I think Hel will be quite happy to see those big feet of yours up in stocks Mister Pretty. Maybe a bit of a makeover first though."
The bandit's hands snuck into Dimitri's now open pajamas and began tracing along his pec. The blonde trembled at the touch and the portcullis he was holding up creaked at his grip weakening causing all of the bandits to take a step back warily.
"Let's just have you let that down sloooowly big guy. Don't want any damaged merchandise here and I doubt you want any owies yourself. So let's just let that down gently."
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Dimitri kept his arms up even as the bandit began fluttering his fingers along the King's chest. He bit his lip to hold back the giggles as rough fingers kneaded his pecs and he heard the sound of more footsteps behind him.
"Boss we got the one boy wrapped up nice and pretty with the two lasses cornered. What's the hold up with this one?"
"Keep your britches on. Turns out this pretty birds gotten himself into quite the sticky little situation. It's gonna take the right touch to pop him out without breaking him. So come on big guy, let it down slooow."
One of the other soldiers came up behind Dimitri and began squeezing his right thigh through his thin long johns. It took every bit of self-control the King of Faerghus had not to lash out with a kick at the man. Still, however, the leg twitched and that did not go unnoticed. More hands began tracing fingers along his calf to try and get his big juicy foot to raise itself. Whenever it did there were fingers aplenty to stroke the sole for that split second that it was up. Dimitri felt the mem trying to ease his leg out from under him and did his best to stay still.
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He already saw a group of them leading a horse with the younger him astride it. His clean and neat self had been divested of those little lion paws themed sleeping slippers that Dedue had made him when he was young. Now his big, regal 14's were locked in a set of stock around the horse's neck. The enemy soldiers had slathered the soft alabaster skin with sugar water and now as it trotted, it would wrap its long tongue around the young prince's soles and slurp while its rider whined and keeled.
The older Dimitri knew that should he let this gate down he'd be dragged away for just such a fate and as such resolved to hold still in the vain hope that rescue may still come. However as more men joined in and as a knife was produced to cut away his long johns further to expose more skin made that hope seem fainter. One enterprising villain began rooting around down his trousers for his cock and the former serious warrior was forced to shift from one ticklish foot to the other with fingers chasing his long soles as he tried to pendulum his legendary spear away from the rough fingers.
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The silly dance had the enemy soldiers laughing along with Dimi at the hilarious sight of his shame. Finally, one particularly robust armor knight dropped to his knee's behind him and took a hold of the blonde's leg. He pressed his lips right into the back of his knee and blew a fat and wet raspberry into it. Dimitri howled at the strange sensation and tried to pull away but was stuck fast in the armor's grip.
This was enough for his game of cock and mouse to end though. His privates seized and a rough finger run along the opening of his cock had Dimitri roaring like a lion even as he sank weakly to his knees. The very second his big feet were exposed they were in armored headlocks. He giggled through gritted teeth as fingers walked up and down the snowy wastes of his arches and descended into the valley between his toes. Dimitri heard someone yelling through his ticklish haze.
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"Boss we got the spear girl! She took down a good few of us but we finally took her down with numbers. We stuffed her in a sleeping bag and pulled her tootsies out to slobber on till she was ready to be a good little girl. Boss, you shoulda seen these feet, tough as the boot leather we cut off them and big as hell. She got all blushy when we played with them too. It woulda been funny if I hadn't just watched her impale two guys on that lance. I think Lady Loki's gonna give us one heck of a payday for her."
"That's great but come on over here and help us with this one. He's a barrel of laughs and I can't wait to heat them come out. Go get some others for when we pry him outta here. He's got some fight in him."
Dimitri's despair grew at the hearing of the fate of Kris but he knew he had to hang on. His grip tightened on the grate above him despite the various tools sliding, scraping, and poking about in his armpits, and even the arrow plume that one enterprising archer had slipped into his palm to twirl. A finger was slipped into his bare naked navel and began stroking it's deepest recesses as his face reddened further.
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"You have to hang on." He told himself. "Everyone is counting on you and if there's one thing we will never do again it's fail someone who depends on us. You're already doomed but every soldier that comes to try and pull you from here is one less looking for your allies. Even the slightest increase in their chances is worth it."
More men did indeed arrive and as they pulled Dimitri's pajama's down even further to expose his twin snowy Faerghan peaks and begin skating fingers along those as well his resolve did not crumble. When a rather breathy sounding pegasus knight had begun childishly counting his ribs right into his ear and talking of how she'd enjoy keeping him on her steed as a plaything, still he remained unshaken. When a thief produced a quill and began drawing frowny faces upon each of his toe-pads while pinning them between his thumb and forefinger he continued to hang strong. However, when he heard another of the dastards call out that is when his heart sank.
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"Boss we got the armored girl! She put up a hell of a fight but that Morgan kid that the Princess lent us went through her like a knife through butter. You shoulda seen it! He knew right where to go to get up under all that armor and start tickling all that buff girl beneath it! She was on her back kicking her legs in the air like a turtle boss! We were almost laughing too hard to get her boots off and join in!"
That was it. They'd all been captured. In a fit of rage, Dimitri released the gate and swept his arms forward to shove all the before him back to the other side. He dove forwards to try and use the gate to separate himself from them but found himself slammed to the ground as the gate came down. He looked back to see that his one foot that he had pushed off from when he jumped had unbelievably been trapped perfectly between the teeth of the falling portcullis in JUST such a way as to avoid any harm.
The leader of the bandits had reached out and seized him by the big toe as he tried to leap and now teased him while signaling for some of his men to go around to go and collect him from the other side.
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The leader of the group started poking random places along Dimi's 14 and teasing him with childish songs while the King could only pound his fists in the dirt.
"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Catch a Lion by the toe. When he hollers don't let go. My lady said to catch her a prize and. You. Are. It!"
With that last exclamation, the sergeant leaned in and bit Dimitri's heel making him definitely holler. His men joined in and dug rough fingers all over Dimi's trapped paw. His one good eye filled with spiteful tears the Savior King's head spun as those men that had gone around to get at him got closer and closer. He put his head in his hands as the platoon all began biting, sucking, and nibbling at his trapped foot and slipped out of consciousness.
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When Dimitri awoke he was surprised to find that he wasn't bound. Instead, he sat in a simple chair with no restraints. Or clothes for that matter. He wore nothing but a pair of loose-fitting boxers that his stomach fell when he noticed what flag made up the pattern on them.
"No not-"
"Yes, kitten. Adrestia. Did you miss your mommy? She missed your soft paws quite dearly. Come over here."
"How- how are you here?!"
"How? Why my pretty kitty it's an entire Empire of tickling! Did you think I'd miss the chance? A shame I couldn't have been here sooner but you know. Summoning is hard and all that. You don't mind, do you? Hubert was ever so forgiving about it."
Neither noticed Hubert's sullen eyes locked on the jars behind his lady's bed. Hubert remembered well what they looked like from the inside.
"Let me get a good look at you. My, you've certainly grown. Why look at those tasty legs! Mmm, I simply do hope you'll be a bad boy here Dimitri so that I can strum them like a guitar and find all the new chords in those thighs of yours. My it could take hours with those muscles but I'm sure we'll both have a good time."
Dimitri swallowed hard in irrational fear. He was a grown man now and she didn't look a day different from their graduation ceremony. If he stood up her head wouldn't even be up to his shoulders for god's sake! Yes, she was strong when they were young but so was he! Hubert was a twig of a man in comparison! He wouldn't be scared of her!
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He stood up with fire in his eye but she was gone? He looked around but she'd moved so fast he hadn't even seen her slip forwards until her lips were pressed to his bare belly. His eye widened as her cheeks and inflated and-
"*PFFBBBTT!*"
"GAUHUAHAHA!" he howled in a most unsightly manner as she pushed him right back in his chair. Had she gotten even stronger somehow?
"*PPPBBBFFT*"
"AAHAHAGAHAHA! NOHOO RELEEAHSE ME!!"
Hubert gently placed his hands on Dimitri's shoulders to push him back down into his chair as Edelgard got on her knees between the struggling man's legs. He tried to pry her off but her grip on his waist was like iron. He saw her flash him a smile as her cheeks once again inflated and-
"*PPPBbbbPOPbbPPBBBBTT*"
He howled and stomped his bare feet in frustration at how once again he was the toy of the very tickle monster of his childhood and how he still could do nothing about her or the way she'd interrupted that wet raspberry to peck his navel before going back to it.
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Dimitri couldn't even get his feet on the ground with all his flailing as Hubert's spindly fingers teased his ears as well. When Edelgard finally tore herself away from the sloppy mess she'd made of his abs it was with a string of spit coming from her lips to his navel. Breathing heavily he looked down at the many different lipstick marks all over his heaving stomach and flushed with rage and embarrassment.
The smile quickly overtook his scowl as Edie reached down and began playing with the tops of his toes.
"Ooooh, they're even bigger now I swear! Oooh, mama's kitten has such delightful paws now! *Smmmmak*"
Dimitri sputtered into chortles as she lay a big wet kiss right on the top of his foot. He yiped like he was back in the monastery when Hubert pulled a lever and the great comfortable throne he'd been sat in suddenly reclined back while raising his feet right into Edie's arms. She plucked at his long toes and cooed at the silly expressions he was making behind that mane of blonde hair hiding his face.
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"It was soooo hard to tear myself away from that version of you that I do remember, Kitten but now that I see my full-grown Lion all helpless like this it will be hard to leave you!"
"Lady Edelgard he does have a busy day planned you know. Mistress Loki was very clear that we were only to introduce ourselves. He is a popular item you know and we're to expedite his breaking in any way we know how."
"Oh boo, Hubert. Can I not just savor my defeated enemy? You did extremely well capturing him. That surprise attack was masterfully done."
"Thank you my lady but flattery changes nothing. This is not my decision it is Lady Loki's and you know our fates should we displease her."
"Oh very well. Perhaps we may go see if Lord Lyon has room in his bed for you Hubie? You do so deserve a reward and he has more than enough toys."
"If that is your command."
"One thing though. I simply must know!"
Edelgard whipped about in a blur of silver hair and before Dimitri could do anything he felt her tongue taking a long and thirsty lick of his sole. His hands clutched the arms of the throne hard enough to splinter the wood beneath the cushioning at the feeling but she did not stop. He clenched his eye closed so tightly he didn't see Hubert begin chanting and summoning dark flames to cloak his hands. When Edelgard finished she licked her lips and made an exaggerated sound of contentment that made Dimi's stomach roil.
"There's that taste I've missed so. Tastes even better aged. You may send him to his first room Hubert. Do try and hang on for a bit kitten. It'd be a shame to rush your friends."
"What-"
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Dimitri's questioning of Edie's strange statement was cut off as he was dumped rather unceremoniously back into the portal that Hubert had summoned. He tumbled out onto cold stone and looked around where he'd been sent. It was a room that looked almost exactly like his old quarters at the monastery. He slowly got to his feet and looked around. He wasn't alone in here he noticed. Somebody was quivering beneath the blankets on the bed.
He heard a loud buzzing begin that made him pause before a frantic voice called out to him.
"They're coming! Quickly! Under the blanket with me!"
A cloud of red began to come out of a hole in the ceiling and Dimitri didn't need to be told a second time. He dove under the blanket with what turned out to be his comrade Kjelle. She quickly swaddled the blanket around Dimitri as best she could but wasn't fast enough to save his right leg.
The buzzing cloud of red engulfed it and Dimitri could only howl as he realized that he was being attacked by a literal swarm of painted red lips that now buzzed, smooched, and nibbled at his exposed leg. His toes were lightly pulled apart by sucking lips so that more could buzz in a way between the digits. No matter how hard he kicked, he couldn't dislodge the pack of them that was so maddeningly gentle as they kissed lovingly behind his knee. Dimitri's back arched like he actually was Edelgard's kitten at the feeling of them all buzzing his thigh with constant raspberries.
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Dimitri ended up seeing so many stars that he barely noticed when it actually stopped. If Kjelle hadn't been there to pull him under the blanket with her then most likely he would be laid there in a giggly daze until they returned. Instead thanks to the armored knight he was pulled in safely under the blanket that she cowered under like a scared child hiding from the bogeyman. He ended up on his back with her knees on either side of his stomach in a kneeling position as she held up the blanket with both arms.
Dimitri became aware very quickly how little real estate was actually available under this blanket. His face was almost smashed into her breasts. As it was should he turn his face at all his nose would graze along her erect nips. He did so once experimentally and heard a rather girlish giggle. She gave him a stern glare in response but more importantly the blanket she held above them slipped for but a second forwards. In doing so it revealed both of their big ticklish soles to the cold air of the room and in seconds they were red fuzzed with the cloud of lips that descended on them.
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Dimitri's barking laughter and Kjelle's deep-voiced giggles mixed in a head-ache inducingly cacophony of noise. The wrinkles along Kjelle's scrunched 13's were nibbled by the floating mouths all along the little ridges of sweaty flesh. Each and every one of Dimitri's ten ticklish toes had a buzzing set of two lips wrecking them. Kjelle fell forwards over top of Dimitri in ticklish agony which he barely noticed due to his laughing fit. Both of them barely noticed the mess they were making on each other until the lips retreated. Once Kjelle had readjusted the blanket they were able to fully realize the sticky mess they'd left atop each other.
It was then that they heard the musical giggles of the lips chiding them.
"Ticklish little children! Come out and let us lavish you with attention! Let us buzz your long toes and lap inside your navels! Do not hide! Pleeease little Dimi come out and let us smooch and peck each of your scars and nerves until we get you measured for some adorable little boy shorts! Kjelle you have no armor! Let us suck your abs and blow in your ears until your ready for the ribbons in your hair like a good little young lady! Oh, you two will be so cute together once we smooch and suck into the cute little dolls you should be!"
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Dimitri didn't like the sound of that at all but he saw Kjelle was absolutely terrified of the idea alone. Her lean muscled form shook like a leaf at the idea of being infantilized by these lips. Dimitri'sbmind raced with ideas to save the two of them from ticklish doom but a voice from the cloud called out and interrupted his plans.
"Although we'd be fine with just one doll we suppose. If one of you wanted to leave then we'd just keep the other. One doll to kiss and peck forever is better than two scared children hiding beneath the covers."
The two looked at each other in fear and mutual distrust. Neither wanted to be the tickly doll on the shelf with their big feet out on display like Sylvain. Dimitri was just about to propose an alliance when Kjelle pinned his wrists to the bed with one hand and dug the strong fingers of the other right into his fuzzy armpits. He kicked his legs in surprise and they slipped right out from under the two's safety blanket.
In seconds his big ticklish feet were once again the recipients of a red fuzzy fucking. They were buzzed while nipples were twiddled. His arches were sucked while his pecs were squeezed. His toes were nibbled roughly while his ribs were squeezed gently. To make it even worse Kjelle's big feet wormed their way between his bare ass and the bed and began dancing their toes along the cheeks from beneath.
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One of the few heroes who could match him in strength held him down while trying to chide him into surrendering himself to a life of tickle's here.
"Sorry but no chance am I gonna be anybody's big-footed giggle whatever. My mom and dad used to tickle me all the time and it's stupid how everything here is about that! I swear I'll find a way to get you out of here eventually but I'm gonna tell you the same thing I told carrot head out there when they did this to us. I'm nobodies tickle-H-HEY! NOOOHOOODOND'T DO THAHAT!"
Kjelle's attempts at reassuring Dimitri had ended the second that Dimitri's rationale had died under a red haze as he'd furiously used his nose to nuzzle her hanging breasts. Kjelle's free hand went to her mouth to hold back the girlish giggles that wanted to squeak out as her other arm tried so desperately to hold the mad tickle-baby down.
She tried to use the other arm to help hold down the thrashing beast beneath her but slipped and brought one arm too close to Dimi's mouth. The rabid lion's lips buzzed her bicep and she crumbled like a ton of bricks.
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"GAAHOHOHAHANOOO!"
The blanket slipped and Kjelle tumbled right into Dimitri's arms. The tickle mad king grabbed the strong woman by the wrist and sunk his lips right into her solid bicep for a great wet-
*"PBBBBPPFFT!!"*
"OHOHOOHOONOOOOHOOO!"
Kjelle kicked and squirmed under Dimitri but all the strength the deceptively wiry blonde had was gong into keeping that one bicep pinned down for more razzing.
*"PBBBBTTT"*
"NOOOOstahhahpit!"
Her thick legs kicked as she tried to buck Dimitri off but the King was little more than a tickle mad beast as he nestled his knee's down to pin her and keep her wet with drool arm all to himself. She kicked and kicked her legs not noticing how she'd caught the blanket and bucked it off until she felt lips slide down around each of her toes and begin suckling.
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Kjelle went to pieces under Dimitri. Sticking her forearm between her teeth and ugly laughing into it so hard she was spraying drool. Each and every wrinkle on her big feet were hunted down to be chewed upon by those evil lips. Her attempts to flex her soles and deprive the evil cloud of them were thwarted by the lips pulling her toes up to re-wrinkle their big ticklish canvases. She could barely keep her eyes open due to the sweat sopping down her forehead into them. As the feral cat om her back positioned his long soles beneath her muscled form she could do nothing as knew instinctively what he had planned.
Dimitri's strong toes danced along her abs and Kjelle went to yet more giggly pieces. In a fit of tickle mad intensity, Dimitri threw the blanket off both of them to the delight of the cloud of starving sadistic lips. He rolled Kjelle over onto her back and sat her in his lap so that he could use the big ticklish armor knight as a shield to protect himself partially. Still, however, his long feet were quickly blanketed in the buzzing, smoochie, and suck-hungry lips however that didn't deter them from using his dextrous toes to count the girl's ticklish stomach muscles. He dug his toes right up into the ticklish muscles and Kjelle sobbed with laughter. She'd inherited her ticklishness from her mother but had never even known her abdominals were ticklish.
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She pounded her fists and prayed that her parents would find out about yet another tickle spot on the tough knight who hated to laugh. The lips slowly sliding their way between her ass-cheeks to begin buzzing at her asshole though broke her. Gone was the tough knight who could hold back an army and replacing her was a sobbing mess of a woman in a puddle of her own sweat and cum begging to be a cute little tickle doll if it got her big feet a break.
She stayed there pleading for mercy for a while due to Dimitri being in a trance as his own blonde asshole being buzzed by the lips. He lay atop the wrecked woman giggling musically as his own toes were pulled apart until he almost seemed to be purring. Kjelle floated right out from beneath him and left him in a puddle of her juices on the bed. Her eyes bulged as she saw the frilly dresses, make-up brushes, and fluffy stockings coming from the closet but Dimitri's eye closed due to exhaustion as she let out a cry for mercy while a lone lip began buzzing her sole to keep her docile for her makeover.
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"NOHOOOHOO! MOHHOMMY PLEEHEEASE! NAHAHAT MY NIHIHPPLES!!! THEHEHIR TOO TIHIHIGGLY! I'LL DIHIHIE!"
Dimitri's good eye opened slowly to the sound of a familiar voice begging for mercy in that same humiliating manner he had. In the same goofy tone. And with the same voice as well due to it being the younger form of himself that he'd saw also be captured.
The young man's hands were behind his back as he lay naked on the bed. He was helpless as Edelgard kneaded his bouncy pectorals and occasionally blew streams of cold air on his hot red face to reward him. Dimitri's stomach dropped at that as he remembered that particular tactic of hers from his many involuntary mani-pedi's back at the monastery.
He looked down at the poor lad's legs and saw Hubert with his ankles in a headlock. The gaunt sorcerer was so enraptured in running his tongue through the struggling toes that he'd yet to notice Dimi's awakening. From the few discussions, Dimitri had had with that version of himself he'd discerned that he was from a world where Edelgard had simply started a war rather than take her classmates as kink-slaves. He hadn't been surprised the horrid girl had it in her but now Dimitri wished that he could trade and go to the world where his sole wasn't branded with a cursed mark that gave her control over him.
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The younger Blaidyyd's cock twitched and shot hot cum all up his abdomen but all that earned him was the empress reaching down to begin kneading his fuzzy blonde balls as he mewled pathetically for mercy. Edie played with the doughy genitalia as Dimitri cringed in sympathy for the younger him. He remembered vividly how Edel was with a new plaything from his youth and it's why he'd worn slippers and socks to bed for years.
A pinch to his big toe had Dimitri snort most unbecomingly as Edelgard became aware that she now had another guest. Dimitri tried to roll away from Hubert's clammy fingers on his soles but Edie was too quick.
"Bad kitty!"
With that damned phrase, his hands flew behind his back and locked themselves into the small of his back with magical energy. He kicked his legs almost comically but knew from experience that there was no way to break the damn spell. He was stuck like this till Edie said "Good Kitty" and sent him on his merry way. Just looking at the other Dimitri was all it took to see that he'd also gotten an introductory course on Edie's favorite method for keeping her tickle boys in line.
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Hubert was quick to scoop his ankles up under his free arm and now had both pairs of Lion's paws at his mercy. He was still peppering the younger Dimitri's curled toes with clammy kisses but the feeling of those was still so fresh in the older's mind that he could almost feel them. Edie felt plenty as she had a handful of each Dimi's pecs in her grasp and swayed back and forth in a trance as the two barked laughter and threats at her as she moaned with ecstasy at the feeling of the supple meat she had captured.
Both blondes howled as Hubert began alternating sucking off the trapped toes of their feet at random. First Older Dimi's big toe on his right foot was sucked and pleasured. Then, Little Dimitri, had his left index toe chewed upon while he hollered. Hubert did indeed let him go and began french kissing the King of Faerghus' left baby toe. When finished there he took the middle toe upon the right foot belonging to the Prince of Faerghus into his mouth and sucked so hard the two-eyed Dimitri lost count of how many times he'd painted his own abs in white.
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Edelgard greatly appreciated the boys oiling their own chests for her with their sticky warm milk. It gave the devious little toes of her size 5 feet better purchase as they scrabbled along her fuck-boi's stomach muscles. When Loki entered the room to collect her two new lovely apprentices she was quite surprised to see strong little Edel perched up atop the two Dimitri's with her back arched as her hands squeezed their juicy titties and her toes danced along their tasty abdominals looking for all appearances as if she was the hungry alley cat savaging these twin Blue Lions.
Even normally dignified yet macabre Hubie was going red in the face as he alternated between which toes he was sucking and fucking so fast that he was forgetting to breathe between meals and leaving sticky spit strands between the men's wet and abused digits. The mages pale 10's were crossing over themselves antsily while even through his baggy robes it was plain to see his staff was fully charged so to speak.
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She strode into the room and took a seat upon the bed next to him. She smiled as he looked upon her with a questioning stare without letting up in his work. However, a singular finger placed upon the Adrestian's forehead and a sweetly said "Don't stop. Continue" kept him going as his eyes fogged over and he went to follow his master's command.
Edelgard was so in the zone of breaking in her pet pussies that she barely noticed the sopping state of her own or as Loki reached down and fished about in Hubert's robe to pull forward his pale cock. Loki whipped out a pristine white feather and began sawing it along the exposed shaft of the sorceror as he continued his literal wetwork upon the pair of Faerghan Footsies. With a snap of her fingers the Jotunn healer made the clothes disappear right off the back of the Empress to be she'd taken such a shine too but the silver-haired conqueror didn't even notice as she was far too busy with her dominion over the snowy peaks of Faerghus she had in her grasp.
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The younger Dimitri's mind was gone. If this Edie told him to suck his own asshole he would break himself in two to attempt if it would get him but a moment's mercy from his new mommies sadism.
Hubert's mind was in a fog as his body worked to do what his lady Loki had told him and his only conscious focus was upon the feeling of that blasted feather that Loki had licking and dining upon his clammy manhood.
Loki's mind was filled with how proud she was of these two. When she'd picked her Hubie from the crop of tickle piggies she'd seen something special in the lad. When he'd volunteered to personally catch this Edelgard he was always interested in she'd expected some kind of stupid crush. However, she'd instead gotten one of the most sadistic young ladies she'd ever seen. And couldn't be prouder of the game she'd seen her play with the servants.
Edelgard's mind was a fog of pure animal joy at the sound of the two men she had completely at her mercy. She'd driven the two out of their minds to the point where they couldn't even beg for mercy anymore and instead could howl like animals. She was overjoyed to have found a world like this for herself and ached to place these two and more in all kinds of new torments. She barely noticed as Loki added another feather to her sopping womanhood and made the young lady sticky up her suitors even further. The feeling of that was nothing to the ecstasy of control.
Dimitri thought of nothing. His mind was so consumed in absolute tickle hell that even when he closed his eyes all he could see was Edelgard's smirking face him and the other him. He wanted to howl for mercy from his mistress. Apologize for not keeping up with his pedi's as she'd ordered but all he could do was howl with ticklish rage as his mind slipped away and that tickle pet from his youth took back over.
Dimitri dreamed of simpler days back in the monastery with the professor as he prepared to climb into his sleeping bag they'd been camping here in the World of New Mystery in search of reported enemy forces but had found nothing for two days. Now as he prepared for bed his mind wandered back to simpler times as a student when he'd been blessed with two eyes full of optimism. One memory forced its way forwards in particular that had haunted him for a year
It had been at one of the combat events at Gronder that the Professor had officiated. His house had gone up against the other two in mock combat as per the norm. After being separated from his classmates by a sneaky tactic from the Deer he'd been completely isolated.
He'd taken shelter in the wooden area of the battleground to try and look across the field for any signs of his fellows.
He saw Sylvain riding across the field but he seemed to be slumped forwards on his horse clawing at his boots. Felix had been taken prisoner apparently by Bernadetta of the Black Eagles and thick cords bound his body as she dragged him up to her sniper's nest at the ballista. He even saw Dedue but his loyal bodyguard and close friend seemed unable to take even a step. He heard a familiar cackle from deeper in the woods and knew it instantly. Hubert. Had he been cut off from his comrades as well? The lanky sorcerer was too smart to have chased Dimitri in here by himself. Either way removing him from the game would be nothing but beneficial to his fellow Lions.
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He moved quietly towards where he'd heard the noise come from. He'd found that Hubert wasn't alone at all. He sat upon a fallen log with his precious "Empress" Edelgard. They both sat hunched over something wiggling on the log before them. Dimitri drew closer to get a better look and his two eyes grew wide. Sprouting from the log before them were three pairs of disembodied bare feet that were soles up to the sun. He recognized them quickly and easily.
Those big dark 16's were Dedue's and his grip tightened on his lance at the sight of Hubert and Edelgard dancing their long fingers along them. It, therefore, stood to reason that the rosy soled 13's that Edelgard was huffing hot breath on while playing a leaf inside the arch were that fool Sylvain's and the pale pair of eights that Hubert had placed a centipede between the toes of were Felix's. They wiggled frantically as a million legs marched through those sensitive valleys.
Dimitri was taken back by the two normally serious students cooing and giggling over the trapped feet. They were all out here to practice combat tactics and these two had used magic to take the feet of his fellow Lions to...tickle them? It seemed unbelievable. However, as he saw Edelgard lean forward and lap her tongue up Felix's adorable little foot it seemed impossible to deny the effectiveness of these tactics. Meanwhile across the field Bernadetta missed a ballista shot at an opponent and found her inferiority complex grow as her bound and gagged Felix snorted in belly shaking laughter.
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Dimitri's toes curled in his boots at the sight of the way Hubert roughly pulled back the big and baby toes of Dedue's foot to allow him to graze his teeth along the big juicy ball of the foot. He now understood why his friends were faring so poorly in the mock combat against the Eagles. He took a step back and heard a stick snap beneath his foot as both of their heads immediately snapped towards the noise. In seconds Edelgard was on her feet charging towards him with her ax in hand. He took a step back as the short warrior charged him and Hubert summoned black flames.
He had his lance up to knock back her weapon but could do nothing as the darkness leaped from Hubert's hands and pulled his hands behind his back. His lance clattered to the ground as Edelgard looked down on her trapped lion with a hungry look.
"Why Hubert I think you can stop that spell to find poor little Ashe. A much better trophy has just blundered right into our laps! Hello, Dimitri so nice to see you."
"What are you doing?!" Dimitri cried as Edelgard took him by the legs and began dragging him over to the log. He could do nothing but twitch as with Hubert's help she dragged him over towards the log and pulled him up onto his before it. On his knees in the dirt and with Hubert's dark magic sapping his strength Dimitri was helpless as the much shorter girl knelt on the backs of his knees and essentially sat behind him. She ran her fingers through his blond hair and forced his head down over the log and the trapped feet of his comrades.
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"Look Dimi! Your friends have all been waiting for you! They're so happy to see you they're all waving!"
Edelgard reached over Dimitri's shoulder and skittered a nail over each foot until all three sets of feet were wiggling their toes in a panic simulating them all waving their lord a happy hello. She forced his head down between Dedue's massive pillowy soles until they were cupping the young lord's face. Then using her nails as a kind of tickly cattle prod she chased Feli and Syl's over until they too were dancing their toes along his red cheeks.
Off in other places on the battle, the effects were felt by the other three lions. Dedue collapsed to his knee's seemingly exhausted from his battle against both Caspar and Linhardt allowing the pair to quickly overwhelm him. Sylvain tumbled off his horse howling in laughter and right into the arms of Hilda. The pinkette was stuck with the hassle of what to do with her newly caught himbo now while back at the ballista Bernadetta was startled by an escaped Felix suddenly breaking down in boyish giggles that left him helpless as she set to re-binding him.
Dimitri felt cold hands on his ankles and something sharp doing something to his own feet but couldn't look back to see what Hubert was up to. He just felt the slimy skeleton of a man working a knife to cut away the soles of his boots and putting something sharp to the sole of his right foot.
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"Such an adorable little prince. Why don't you give your precious little friends some kisses? Go on!"
Dimitri's face flushed in an appealing way to contrast his blue eyes but the feeling of Edelgard's devious nails tickling not only his ribs right under his armor but also right behind his ear as if she was playing with a kitty was forcing the young Faerghan cross-eyed. He gave in to those dastardly ear tickles and began giving each of his friend's feet a gentle shower of kisses at her command. This earned him her stroking his head as he debased himself at her command. He wanted to stop but a voice in his head kept telling him to add some tongue to make his new mommy proud.
He tried to shake those disgusting thoughts from his heads but that earned him a quick tickle under his chin that just drove him face-first into Sylvain's big flushed feet now making the boy-slut yeep in Hilda's grasp at a particularly inopportune time as it to Hilda it sounded as if he was eager at her suggestion that he be taken back to Professor Manuela for some girl time.
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Edie finally let him pull his face from the trough of ticklish feet just so that she could begin gently tickling the bridge of the prince's nose as he wriggled and mewled for mercy.
"Ehehehdelgard pleeeheease! Nahaht my nohose! Nohohoo! Stahahap you ehehevil gihihrl!"
"Mmm, still some fight? Well, we'll get all of that nasty rebellion out of you eventually my new tickle kitten. How goes it back there Hubert?"
"The curse mark is completed Lady Edelgard. Simply allow a few minutes for the ink to set."
"Excellent work. You may indulge yourself back there as you see fit."
"With gratitude, my lady."
"But one thing Hubie."
"Y-yes my Empress?"
"Give my feet some attention as well as his please."
With that Edelgard had curled her legs and lay her own size 5's atop Dimitri's abused 14's. She and him both gasped at the feeling of Hubert's clammy toes dancing along their soles and she whispered her conditions into Dimi's ears through giggles.
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"From this point oohohn anytime you seheehee me I am to be referred to as your mohahammy and you will answer to my Little Tickle Kihihtten. You are never to wear shoes again in these mohohonastery halls and you are to forbid yohohour classmates to do the same. You are to moisturize ahahand pamper those soles with lotions that Hubert will deheheliver to your dormitories as they are no longer yours. They are officially clahahaimed territory of the Adrestian Empire and the hunting grounds of its Emprheheess. Should you fahahail any of theehse rules you wihihll see what that curse Huhuhbert has placed on you and your classmates feeeheeheet-Hubie please! Mine are tehehender!"
"Apologies, Lady Edelgard."
"I didhin't say stop! Oh! And you are to deliver the rest of the Blue Lions to us for similar treeheeatment. Relay ahahall of this to the otheehers. Ooooh, Huhubie I can't wait to get Clahahude as well! Oooh! Some fight! I like thahahat! My pooohoor belly!"
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Edelgard had pressed a bit far into Dimitri's back and pressed her stomach into his bound hands. He began skittering his nails along it from where they were tied behind his back but noticed that she made no effort to pull away. They'd stayed there locked in mutual ticklish destruction until the battle of the Eagle and Lion had been called to a close. None of the Garreg Mach staff seemed to know anything of what had happened there and out of fear Dimi had done as his "mommy" had asked. Soon each of the Lions had those matching curses on their tootsies and soon he saw Claude and his fellow deer going barefoot as well. This had continued until the end of his school life when Edelgard had vanished and taken most of her followers with her. He shuddered at the thought of that horrible girl being here when he heard a commotion outside.
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The camp was in shambles as soldiers and Heroes fled for the hills. A retreat had been ordered immediately he was told but as the commander of this force he had no idea by who. He took up his lance and fought as long as he could alongside a few brave volunteers but eventually they'd realized that the fort they'd seized would have to be abandoned. The walled fort had been a good place to hold but now its defense's trapped him and the remaining heroes who'd served as distractions inside.
The walls had been taken by the enemy including the gate controls and so the portcullis had to be forced up. Dimitri did so for the others and ordered them to flee while he held it. They'd hesitated but the approaching soldiers had made most head for the forest. All except three, Kjelle, Dimitri's younger self, and the female version of Kris had dived into the crowd and refused to run. Dimitri couldn't turn to see them but the way a pair of hands in Muspellian gauntlets came from behind him made him believe that his friends had not done well.
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When they'd realized that their camp was under siege it had been a surprise and most had been in their sleeping bags so the one-eyed Savior King had been forced to take to the field in his long johns with not even his socks and shoes. The cheeky soldier behind him leaned on his back and began unbuttoning Dimitri's long john's while whispering breathily in his ear.
"Well now looky here. What a fine prize is just standing there like a trophy for us. Why I think Hel will be quite happy to see those big feet of yours up in stocks Mister Pretty. Maybe a bit of a makeover first though."
The bandit's hands snuck into Dimitri's now open pajamas and began tracing along his pec. The blonde trembled at the touch and the portcullis he was holding up creaked at his grip weakening causing all of the bandits to take a step back warily.
"Let's just have you let that down sloooowly big guy. Don't want any damaged merchandise here and I doubt you want any owies yourself. So let's just let that down gently."
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Dimitri kept his arms up even as the bandit began fluttering his fingers along the King's chest. He bit his lip to hold back the giggles as rough fingers kneaded his pecs and he heard the sound of more footsteps behind him.
"Boss we got the one boy wrapped up nice and pretty with the two lasses cornered. What's the hold up with this one?"
"Keep your britches on. Turns out this pretty birds gotten himself into quite the sticky little situation. It's gonna take the right touch to pop him out without breaking him. So come on big guy, let it down slooow."
One of the other soldiers came up behind Dimitri and began squeezing his right thigh through his thin long johns. It took every bit of self-control the King of Faerghus had not to lash out with a kick at the man. Still, however, the leg twitched and that did not go unnoticed. More hands began tracing fingers along his calf to try and get his big juicy foot to raise itself. Whenever it did there were fingers aplenty to stroke the sole for that split second that it was up. Dimitri felt the mem trying to ease his leg out from under him and did his best to stay still.
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He already saw a group of them leading a horse with the younger him astride it. His clean and neat self had been divested of those little lion paws themed sleeping slippers that Dedue had made him when he was young. Now his big, regal 14's were locked in a set of stock around the horse's neck. The enemy soldiers had slathered the soft alabaster skin with sugar water and now as it trotted, it would wrap its long tongue around the young prince's soles and slurp while its rider whined and keeled.
The older Dimitri knew that should he let this gate down he'd be dragged away for just such a fate and as such resolved to hold still in the vain hope that rescue may still come. However as more men joined in and as a knife was produced to cut away his long johns further to expose more skin made that hope seem fainter. One enterprising villain began rooting around down his trousers for his cock and the former serious warrior was forced to shift from one ticklish foot to the other with fingers chasing his long soles as he tried to pendulum his legendary spear away from the rough fingers.
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The silly dance had the enemy soldiers laughing along with Dimi at the hilarious sight of his shame. Finally, one particularly robust armor knight dropped to his knee's behind him and took a hold of the blonde's leg. He pressed his lips right into the back of his knee and blew a fat and wet raspberry into it. Dimitri howled at the strange sensation and tried to pull away but was stuck fast in the armor's grip.
This was enough for his game of cock and mouse to end though. His privates seized and a rough finger run along the opening of his cock had Dimitri roaring like a lion even as he sank weakly to his knees. The very second his big feet were exposed they were in armored headlocks. He giggled through gritted teeth as fingers walked up and down the snowy wastes of his arches and descended into the valley between his toes. Dimitri heard someone yelling through his ticklish haze.
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"Boss we got the spear girl! She took down a good few of us but we finally took her down with numbers. We stuffed her in a sleeping bag and pulled her tootsies out to slobber on till she was ready to be a good little girl. Boss, you shoulda seen these feet, tough as the boot leather we cut off them and big as hell. She got all blushy when we played with them too. It woulda been funny if I hadn't just watched her impale two guys on that lance. I think Lady Loki's gonna give us one heck of a payday for her."
"That's great but come on over here and help us with this one. He's a barrel of laughs and I can't wait to heat them come out. Go get some others for when we pry him outta here. He's got some fight in him."
Dimitri's despair grew at the hearing of the fate of Kris but he knew he had to hang on. His grip tightened on the grate above him despite the various tools sliding, scraping, and poking about in his armpits, and even the arrow plume that one enterprising archer had slipped into his palm to twirl. A finger was slipped into his bare naked navel and began stroking it's deepest recesses as his face reddened further.
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"You have to hang on." He told himself. "Everyone is counting on you and if there's one thing we will never do again it's fail someone who depends on us. You're already doomed but every soldier that comes to try and pull you from here is one less looking for your allies. Even the slightest increase in their chances is worth it."
More men did indeed arrive and as they pulled Dimitri's pajama's down even further to expose his twin snowy Faerghan peaks and begin skating fingers along those as well his resolve did not crumble. When a rather breathy sounding pegasus knight had begun childishly counting his ribs right into his ear and talking of how she'd enjoy keeping him on her steed as a plaything, still he remained unshaken. When a thief produced a quill and began drawing frowny faces upon each of his toe-pads while pinning them between his thumb and forefinger he continued to hang strong. However, when he heard another of the dastards call out that is when his heart sank.
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"Boss we got the armored girl! She put up a hell of a fight but that Morgan kid that the Princess lent us went through her like a knife through butter. You shoulda seen it! He knew right where to go to get up under all that armor and start tickling all that buff girl beneath it! She was on her back kicking her legs in the air like a turtle boss! We were almost laughing too hard to get her boots off and join in!"
That was it. They'd all been captured. In a fit of rage, Dimitri released the gate and swept his arms forward to shove all the before him back to the other side. He dove forwards to try and use the gate to separate himself from them but found himself slammed to the ground as the gate came down. He looked back to see that his one foot that he had pushed off from when he jumped had unbelievably been trapped perfectly between the teeth of the falling portcullis in JUST such a way as to avoid any harm.
The leader of the bandits had reached out and seized him by the big toe as he tried to leap and now teased him while signaling for some of his men to go around to go and collect him from the other side.
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The leader of the group started poking random places along Dimi's 14 and teasing him with childish songs while the King could only pound his fists in the dirt.
"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Catch a Lion by the toe. When he hollers don't let go. My lady said to catch her a prize and. You. Are. It!"
With that last exclamation, the sergeant leaned in and bit Dimitri's heel making him definitely holler. His men joined in and dug rough fingers all over Dimi's trapped paw. His one good eye filled with spiteful tears the Savior King's head spun as those men that had gone around to get at him got closer and closer. He put his head in his hands as the platoon all began biting, sucking, and nibbling at his trapped foot and slipped out of consciousness.
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When Dimitri awoke he was surprised to find that he wasn't bound. Instead, he sat in a simple chair with no restraints. Or clothes for that matter. He wore nothing but a pair of loose-fitting boxers that his stomach fell when he noticed what flag made up the pattern on them.
"No not-"
"Yes, kitten. Adrestia. Did you miss your mommy? She missed your soft paws quite dearly. Come over here."
"How- how are you here?!"
"How? Why my pretty kitty it's an entire Empire of tickling! Did you think I'd miss the chance? A shame I couldn't have been here sooner but you know. Summoning is hard and all that. You don't mind, do you? Hubert was ever so forgiving about it."
Neither noticed Hubert's sullen eyes locked on the jars behind his lady's bed. Hubert remembered well what they looked like from the inside.
"Let me get a good look at you. My, you've certainly grown. Why look at those tasty legs! Mmm, I simply do hope you'll be a bad boy here Dimitri so that I can strum them like a guitar and find all the new chords in those thighs of yours. My it could take hours with those muscles but I'm sure we'll both have a good time."
Dimitri swallowed hard in irrational fear. He was a grown man now and she didn't look a day different from their graduation ceremony. If he stood up her head wouldn't even be up to his shoulders for god's sake! Yes, she was strong when they were young but so was he! Hubert was a twig of a man in comparison! He wouldn't be scared of her!
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He stood up with fire in his eye but she was gone? He looked around but she'd moved so fast he hadn't even seen her slip forwards until her lips were pressed to his bare belly. His eye widened as her cheeks and inflated and-
"*PFFBBBTT!*"
"GAUHUAHAHA!" he howled in a most unsightly manner as she pushed him right back in his chair. Had she gotten even stronger somehow?
"*PPPBBBFFT*"
"AAHAHAGAHAHA! NOHOO RELEEAHSE ME!!"
Hubert gently placed his hands on Dimitri's shoulders to push him back down into his chair as Edelgard got on her knees between the struggling man's legs. He tried to pry her off but her grip on his waist was like iron. He saw her flash him a smile as her cheeks once again inflated and-
"*PPPBbbbPOPbbPPBBBBTT*"
He howled and stomped his bare feet in frustration at how once again he was the toy of the very tickle monster of his childhood and how he still could do nothing about her or the way she'd interrupted that wet raspberry to peck his navel before going back to it.
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Dimitri couldn't even get his feet on the ground with all his flailing as Hubert's spindly fingers teased his ears as well. When Edelgard finally tore herself away from the sloppy mess she'd made of his abs it was with a string of spit coming from her lips to his navel. Breathing heavily he looked down at the many different lipstick marks all over his heaving stomach and flushed with rage and embarrassment.
The smile quickly overtook his scowl as Edie reached down and began playing with the tops of his toes.
"Ooooh, they're even bigger now I swear! Oooh, mama's kitten has such delightful paws now! *Smmmmak*"
Dimitri sputtered into chortles as she lay a big wet kiss right on the top of his foot. He yiped like he was back in the monastery when Hubert pulled a lever and the great comfortable throne he'd been sat in suddenly reclined back while raising his feet right into Edie's arms. She plucked at his long toes and cooed at the silly expressions he was making behind that mane of blonde hair hiding his face.
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"It was soooo hard to tear myself away from that version of you that I do remember, Kitten but now that I see my full-grown Lion all helpless like this it will be hard to leave you!"
"Lady Edelgard he does have a busy day planned you know. Mistress Loki was very clear that we were only to introduce ourselves. He is a popular item you know and we're to expedite his breaking in any way we know how."
"Oh boo, Hubert. Can I not just savor my defeated enemy? You did extremely well capturing him. That surprise attack was masterfully done."
"Thank you my lady but flattery changes nothing. This is not my decision it is Lady Loki's and you know our fates should we displease her."
"Oh very well. Perhaps we may go see if Lord Lyon has room in his bed for you Hubie? You do so deserve a reward and he has more than enough toys."
"If that is your command."
"One thing though. I simply must know!"
Edelgard whipped about in a blur of silver hair and before Dimitri could do anything he felt her tongue taking a long and thirsty lick of his sole. His hands clutched the arms of the throne hard enough to splinter the wood beneath the cushioning at the feeling but she did not stop. He clenched his eye closed so tightly he didn't see Hubert begin chanting and summoning dark flames to cloak his hands. When Edelgard finished she licked her lips and made an exaggerated sound of contentment that made Dimi's stomach roil.
"There's that taste I've missed so. Tastes even better aged. You may send him to his first room Hubert. Do try and hang on for a bit kitten. It'd be a shame to rush your friends."
"What-"
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Dimitri's questioning of Edie's strange statement was cut off as he was dumped rather unceremoniously back into the portal that Hubert had summoned. He tumbled out onto cold stone and looked around where he'd been sent. It was a room that looked almost exactly like his old quarters at the monastery. He slowly got to his feet and looked around. He wasn't alone in here he noticed. Somebody was quivering beneath the blankets on the bed.
He heard a loud buzzing begin that made him pause before a frantic voice called out to him.
"They're coming! Quickly! Under the blanket with me!"
A cloud of red began to come out of a hole in the ceiling and Dimitri didn't need to be told a second time. He dove under the blanket with what turned out to be his comrade Kjelle. She quickly swaddled the blanket around Dimitri as best she could but wasn't fast enough to save his right leg.
The buzzing cloud of red engulfed it and Dimitri could only howl as he realized that he was being attacked by a literal swarm of painted red lips that now buzzed, smooched, and nibbled at his exposed leg. His toes were lightly pulled apart by sucking lips so that more could buzz in a way between the digits. No matter how hard he kicked, he couldn't dislodge the pack of them that was so maddeningly gentle as they kissed lovingly behind his knee. Dimitri's back arched like he actually was Edelgard's kitten at the feeling of them all buzzing his thigh with constant raspberries.
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Dimitri ended up seeing so many stars that he barely noticed when it actually stopped. If Kjelle hadn't been there to pull him under the blanket with her then most likely he would be laid there in a giggly daze until they returned. Instead thanks to the armored knight he was pulled in safely under the blanket that she cowered under like a scared child hiding from the bogeyman. He ended up on his back with her knees on either side of his stomach in a kneeling position as she held up the blanket with both arms.
Dimitri became aware very quickly how little real estate was actually available under this blanket. His face was almost smashed into her breasts. As it was should he turn his face at all his nose would graze along her erect nips. He did so once experimentally and heard a rather girlish giggle. She gave him a stern glare in response but more importantly the blanket she held above them slipped for but a second forwards. In doing so it revealed both of their big ticklish soles to the cold air of the room and in seconds they were red fuzzed with the cloud of lips that descended on them.
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Dimitri's barking laughter and Kjelle's deep-voiced giggles mixed in a head-ache inducingly cacophony of noise. The wrinkles along Kjelle's scrunched 13's were nibbled by the floating mouths all along the little ridges of sweaty flesh. Each and every one of Dimitri's ten ticklish toes had a buzzing set of two lips wrecking them. Kjelle fell forwards over top of Dimitri in ticklish agony which he barely noticed due to his laughing fit. Both of them barely noticed the mess they were making on each other until the lips retreated. Once Kjelle had readjusted the blanket they were able to fully realize the sticky mess they'd left atop each other.
It was then that they heard the musical giggles of the lips chiding them.
"Ticklish little children! Come out and let us lavish you with attention! Let us buzz your long toes and lap inside your navels! Do not hide! Pleeease little Dimi come out and let us smooch and peck each of your scars and nerves until we get you measured for some adorable little boy shorts! Kjelle you have no armor! Let us suck your abs and blow in your ears until your ready for the ribbons in your hair like a good little young lady! Oh, you two will be so cute together once we smooch and suck into the cute little dolls you should be!"
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Dimitri didn't like the sound of that at all but he saw Kjelle was absolutely terrified of the idea alone. Her lean muscled form shook like a leaf at the idea of being infantilized by these lips. Dimitri'sbmind raced with ideas to save the two of them from ticklish doom but a voice from the cloud called out and interrupted his plans.
"Although we'd be fine with just one doll we suppose. If one of you wanted to leave then we'd just keep the other. One doll to kiss and peck forever is better than two scared children hiding beneath the covers."
The two looked at each other in fear and mutual distrust. Neither wanted to be the tickly doll on the shelf with their big feet out on display like Sylvain. Dimitri was just about to propose an alliance when Kjelle pinned his wrists to the bed with one hand and dug the strong fingers of the other right into his fuzzy armpits. He kicked his legs in surprise and they slipped right out from under the two's safety blanket.
In seconds his big ticklish feet were once again the recipients of a red fuzzy fucking. They were buzzed while nipples were twiddled. His arches were sucked while his pecs were squeezed. His toes were nibbled roughly while his ribs were squeezed gently. To make it even worse Kjelle's big feet wormed their way between his bare ass and the bed and began dancing their toes along the cheeks from beneath.
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One of the few heroes who could match him in strength held him down while trying to chide him into surrendering himself to a life of tickle's here.
"Sorry but no chance am I gonna be anybody's big-footed giggle whatever. My mom and dad used to tickle me all the time and it's stupid how everything here is about that! I swear I'll find a way to get you out of here eventually but I'm gonna tell you the same thing I told carrot head out there when they did this to us. I'm nobodies tickle-H-HEY! NOOOHOOODOND'T DO THAHAT!"
Kjelle's attempts at reassuring Dimitri had ended the second that Dimitri's rationale had died under a red haze as he'd furiously used his nose to nuzzle her hanging breasts. Kjelle's free hand went to her mouth to hold back the girlish giggles that wanted to squeak out as her other arm tried so desperately to hold the mad tickle-baby down.
She tried to use the other arm to help hold down the thrashing beast beneath her but slipped and brought one arm too close to Dimi's mouth. The rabid lion's lips buzzed her bicep and she crumbled like a ton of bricks.
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"GAAHOHOHAHANOOO!"
The blanket slipped and Kjelle tumbled right into Dimitri's arms. The tickle mad king grabbed the strong woman by the wrist and sunk his lips right into her solid bicep for a great wet-
*"PBBBBPPFFT!!"*
"OHOHOOHOONOOOOHOOO!"
Kjelle kicked and squirmed under Dimitri but all the strength the deceptively wiry blonde had was gong into keeping that one bicep pinned down for more razzing.
*"PBBBBTTT"*
"NOOOOstahhahpit!"
Her thick legs kicked as she tried to buck Dimitri off but the King was little more than a tickle mad beast as he nestled his knee's down to pin her and keep her wet with drool arm all to himself. She kicked and kicked her legs not noticing how she'd caught the blanket and bucked it off until she felt lips slide down around each of her toes and begin suckling.
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Kjelle went to pieces under Dimitri. Sticking her forearm between her teeth and ugly laughing into it so hard she was spraying drool. Each and every wrinkle on her big feet were hunted down to be chewed upon by those evil lips. Her attempts to flex her soles and deprive the evil cloud of them were thwarted by the lips pulling her toes up to re-wrinkle their big ticklish canvases. She could barely keep her eyes open due to the sweat sopping down her forehead into them. As the feral cat om her back positioned his long soles beneath her muscled form she could do nothing as knew instinctively what he had planned.
Dimitri's strong toes danced along her abs and Kjelle went to yet more giggly pieces. In a fit of tickle mad intensity, Dimitri threw the blanket off both of them to the delight of the cloud of starving sadistic lips. He rolled Kjelle over onto her back and sat her in his lap so that he could use the big ticklish armor knight as a shield to protect himself partially. Still, however, his long feet were quickly blanketed in the buzzing, smoochie, and suck-hungry lips however that didn't deter them from using his dextrous toes to count the girl's ticklish stomach muscles. He dug his toes right up into the ticklish muscles and Kjelle sobbed with laughter. She'd inherited her ticklishness from her mother but had never even known her abdominals were ticklish.
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She pounded her fists and prayed that her parents would find out about yet another tickle spot on the tough knight who hated to laugh. The lips slowly sliding their way between her ass-cheeks to begin buzzing at her asshole though broke her. Gone was the tough knight who could hold back an army and replacing her was a sobbing mess of a woman in a puddle of her own sweat and cum begging to be a cute little tickle doll if it got her big feet a break.
She stayed there pleading for mercy for a while due to Dimitri being in a trance as his own blonde asshole being buzzed by the lips. He lay atop the wrecked woman giggling musically as his own toes were pulled apart until he almost seemed to be purring. Kjelle floated right out from beneath him and left him in a puddle of her juices on the bed. Her eyes bulged as she saw the frilly dresses, make-up brushes, and fluffy stockings coming from the closet but Dimitri's eye closed due to exhaustion as she let out a cry for mercy while a lone lip began buzzing her sole to keep her docile for her makeover.
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"NOHOOOHOO! MOHHOMMY PLEEHEEASE! NAHAHAT MY NIHIHPPLES!!! THEHEHIR TOO TIHIHIGGLY! I'LL DIHIHIE!"
Dimitri's good eye opened slowly to the sound of a familiar voice begging for mercy in that same humiliating manner he had. In the same goofy tone. And with the same voice as well due to it being the younger form of himself that he'd saw also be captured.
The young man's hands were behind his back as he lay naked on the bed. He was helpless as Edelgard kneaded his bouncy pectorals and occasionally blew streams of cold air on his hot red face to reward him. Dimitri's stomach dropped at that as he remembered that particular tactic of hers from his many involuntary mani-pedi's back at the monastery.
He looked down at the poor lad's legs and saw Hubert with his ankles in a headlock. The gaunt sorcerer was so enraptured in running his tongue through the struggling toes that he'd yet to notice Dimi's awakening. From the few discussions, Dimitri had had with that version of himself he'd discerned that he was from a world where Edelgard had simply started a war rather than take her classmates as kink-slaves. He hadn't been surprised the horrid girl had it in her but now Dimitri wished that he could trade and go to the world where his sole wasn't branded with a cursed mark that gave her control over him.
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The younger Blaidyyd's cock twitched and shot hot cum all up his abdomen but all that earned him was the empress reaching down to begin kneading his fuzzy blonde balls as he mewled pathetically for mercy. Edie played with the doughy genitalia as Dimitri cringed in sympathy for the younger him. He remembered vividly how Edel was with a new plaything from his youth and it's why he'd worn slippers and socks to bed for years.
A pinch to his big toe had Dimitri snort most unbecomingly as Edelgard became aware that she now had another guest. Dimitri tried to roll away from Hubert's clammy fingers on his soles but Edie was too quick.
"Bad kitty!"
With that damned phrase, his hands flew behind his back and locked themselves into the small of his back with magical energy. He kicked his legs almost comically but knew from experience that there was no way to break the damn spell. He was stuck like this till Edie said "Good Kitty" and sent him on his merry way. Just looking at the other Dimitri was all it took to see that he'd also gotten an introductory course on Edie's favorite method for keeping her tickle boys in line.
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Hubert was quick to scoop his ankles up under his free arm and now had both pairs of Lion's paws at his mercy. He was still peppering the younger Dimitri's curled toes with clammy kisses but the feeling of those was still so fresh in the older's mind that he could almost feel them. Edie felt plenty as she had a handful of each Dimi's pecs in her grasp and swayed back and forth in a trance as the two barked laughter and threats at her as she moaned with ecstasy at the feeling of the supple meat she had captured.
Both blondes howled as Hubert began alternating sucking off the trapped toes of their feet at random. First Older Dimi's big toe on his right foot was sucked and pleasured. Then, Little Dimitri, had his left index toe chewed upon while he hollered. Hubert did indeed let him go and began french kissing the King of Faerghus' left baby toe. When finished there he took the middle toe upon the right foot belonging to the Prince of Faerghus into his mouth and sucked so hard the two-eyed Dimitri lost count of how many times he'd painted his own abs in white.
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Edelgard greatly appreciated the boys oiling their own chests for her with their sticky warm milk. It gave the devious little toes of her size 5 feet better purchase as they scrabbled along her fuck-boi's stomach muscles. When Loki entered the room to collect her two new lovely apprentices she was quite surprised to see strong little Edel perched up atop the two Dimitri's with her back arched as her hands squeezed their juicy titties and her toes danced along their tasty abdominals looking for all appearances as if she was the hungry alley cat savaging these twin Blue Lions.
Even normally dignified yet macabre Hubie was going red in the face as he alternated between which toes he was sucking and fucking so fast that he was forgetting to breathe between meals and leaving sticky spit strands between the men's wet and abused digits. The mages pale 10's were crossing over themselves antsily while even through his baggy robes it was plain to see his staff was fully charged so to speak.
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She strode into the room and took a seat upon the bed next to him. She smiled as he looked upon her with a questioning stare without letting up in his work. However, a singular finger placed upon the Adrestian's forehead and a sweetly said "Don't stop. Continue" kept him going as his eyes fogged over and he went to follow his master's command.
Edelgard was so in the zone of breaking in her pet pussies that she barely noticed the sopping state of her own or as Loki reached down and fished about in Hubert's robe to pull forward his pale cock. Loki whipped out a pristine white feather and began sawing it along the exposed shaft of the sorceror as he continued his literal wetwork upon the pair of Faerghan Footsies. With a snap of her fingers the Jotunn healer made the clothes disappear right off the back of the Empress to be she'd taken such a shine too but the silver-haired conqueror didn't even notice as she was far too busy with her dominion over the snowy peaks of Faerghus she had in her grasp.
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The younger Dimitri's mind was gone. If this Edie told him to suck his own asshole he would break himself in two to attempt if it would get him but a moment's mercy from his new mommies sadism.
Hubert's mind was in a fog as his body worked to do what his lady Loki had told him and his only conscious focus was upon the feeling of that blasted feather that Loki had licking and dining upon his clammy manhood.
Loki's mind was filled with how proud she was of these two. When she'd picked her Hubie from the crop of tickle piggies she'd seen something special in the lad. When he'd volunteered to personally catch this Edelgard he was always interested in she'd expected some kind of stupid crush. However, she'd instead gotten one of the most sadistic young ladies she'd ever seen. And couldn't be prouder of the game she'd seen her play with the servants.
Edelgard's mind was a fog of pure animal joy at the sound of the two men she had completely at her mercy. She'd driven the two out of their minds to the point where they couldn't even beg for mercy anymore and instead could howl like animals. She was overjoyed to have found a world like this for herself and ached to place these two and more in all kinds of new torments. She barely noticed as Loki added another feather to her sopping womanhood and made the young lady sticky up her suitors even further. The feeling of that was nothing to the ecstasy of control.
Dimitri thought of nothing. His mind was so consumed in absolute tickle hell that even when he closed his eyes all he could see was Edelgard's smirking face him and the other him. He wanted to howl for mercy from his mistress. Apologize for not keeping up with his pedi's as she'd ordered but all he could do was howl with ticklish rage as his mind slipped away and that tickle pet from his youth took back over.
