Lake Superior
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The halls leading to Princess Laevateinn's room echoed with grunts of frustration and anguish that could only come from a defeated soul. Inside the youngest royals chambers sat her newest gift from her father. Inside the humongous stuffed bear was the mightiest dark magic user in Ylisse. The silver-haired mage who bathed in blood and whose humanity had been called into question by enemy and ally alike. His face jutted from the bears chest with his size 10 feet coming from it's hands. The youngest daughter of Surtr was the one making the grunts as his mouth had been gagged due to the disgusting sounds it had been making. She ran the spur along his sole and smirked at how the toes of the foot wiggled in reaction to it. Looking to his face though causer the smirk to disappear at the bright and happy grin from the pale mages face and his fervent nodding. She pinched his nose and ran the spur up his pale cheek and along the lilt in the Plegian's nose making him shudder and squeal. Henry neither pulled away nor opened his eyes fully but she could see the small slits of red between his eyelids staring towards his ears which wiggled expectantly.
"Ugggghh!!" Laevateinn shouted as she threw the spur to a corner of the room unseen and fell back on her bed. He was loving it and she could tell. Ever since the little freak had been captured outside the castle playing with the crows he'd been passed around the castles monsters and machines for treatment. Still not a single one had managed to damper the unnerving mages optimism and had usually been made uncomfortable by his critiques of their technique. "Little sister what's the matter? You seemed to be enjoying yourself so much. Why do you stop?" The eldest princess Laegjarn asked from where she lounged on the bed with the studious mage Morgan on her lap. She'd been amusing herself and her favorite servant by playing with the inside of his navel while the boyish mage had been trying to study trapcraft. He snickered at his mistress's games but only looked away from his book when her sister answered.
"He's impossible! No matter what I try he's in love with it! I get the feeling that if our roles were reversed I'd stand no chance sister! Father sent him too me to prepare him for the bath's by breaking him but I fear that I've failed..." "Nya ha ha but your doing so good! I can hardly BEAR it! Why'd you stop though? You never even tried that thing in between my widdle toesies!" An upbeat voice chimed in, squeaking in tone at the horrid pun based on his situation. They all stared at the red-faced prisoner who had Laevateinn not just spent the last hour attempting to tickling they would all swear was causing the red tint on his cheeks through attitude alone. "C'mon princess go get it and try again, nyahaha! It felt horrible on my poor little footies and it would really SPUR me to break, hee-hee!" "That's another thing! No matter what we can't keep him gagged!" "Nya ha ha you wanna know how I did it? I used unSPEAKable dark magicks! Hee-hee!!" "Sister he can't be that hard to deal with. We knew he was a fool when he was so easy to capture." "Fine. Enough of your jokes. It's punishment time." "Ooooh I'm more fond of PUNishment-ehehe Nya ha h-OOOH!"
Laevateinn had dove at her cuddly new bear, knocking it over and digging hard into Henry's ears. She pinched and pulled at them and though Henry's laughter grew louder it never grew frantic as they were used too. Morgan winced when Laevateinn produced the spur again and ran it along the back of Henry's ears in a rage. "Hahaharder! C'mon geheht me to bleeheeheed! Lehehet your sister hehehelp! Or gohoho get Suhuhrtr!! He wahahs real fuhuh to HANG with! NYAHAHAW!!" Henry referred to the period where King Surtr himself had tried his hand at breaking him. The scrawny mage's hands were bound behind the king's neck and his naked frame had been used as jewelry for the humongous tyrant where his massive fingers could explore him at his leisure. Loki's personal silencing spell was meant to keep him quiet but just like every other attempt to keep the odd Hero with the Twisted Mind quiet that had eventually given our too. Still Surtr enjoyed that too for a period and had a good while where he'd used the silver-haired mages "widdle toesies" in his own words as chew toys. Keeping him in his chambers and nibbling upon them as he drifted off to sleep. He never did it to silence though as he was accustomed but instead would simply lose consciousness himself eventually while the dark mage begged for more. Eventually after a number of stops the young man had been sent to Laevateinn for breaking in recognition for her skills at making Hero's go insane in her care. Now even as she used one of her best trick and tongued the inside of the lunatic's ear still he asked for more. "BAHAHAHA that's greeheaheet but you should gohoo deeheeper! Hehehey Laegjarn lehehend me your EAHAHAHR NYA HA HA! You shohould help hehehr!!" The request for help was the last straw. Laevateinn flushed almost as red as her victim and kicked up her attack to the next gear. She nibbled at his ear and only got even angrier at how he reacted to that as well. "OoooOoh teeth! Bihih-bihite harder! Bloohood always makes me lahahaugh!"
Laevateinn stopped there and gestured to her older sister. Who snickered at the cuteness of the couple. She herself had tried this game and hadn't had much more luck than her cute little sister. The statuesque Princess had used the tried and true method of getting to a mans heart by going through his stomach. Hours and hours of all kinds of different tools and tricks had been visited upon the pale white canvas of the giggly Plegian's tum and each one had earned nothing but glowing appreciation and praise from the Twisted Mind peppered with terrible pun's course of "how he could barely STOMACH it" or "The GUTS she was showing in tickling a tied down murderer" eventually though she'd been able to find out why the strange youth was here, though she still wasn't sure if she'd gotten it out of him or he'd just chosen to tell her for reason's unknown as she slid her massive size 14's along that tied down tummy, scraping the skin with her wigglings toes. "Nya ha ha I wanted to hehehelp out Princess Shareena! She's always smiling lihihike me but she hasn't been doing it since her brother got cahahaptured, Lucky! So I put some work into a spell to find someone spehehefic, Oooh can you fit in there?! I never thought you could fit those ihihin my beehehelly button!" "I'm quite skilled, me and Morgan practiced that trick for quite awhile." "Nya ha ha you'd make a greheheat NAVEL commander! Tee-hee! My sphehehell didn't work right. Instead of finding Alfonse fohohor her it would instead brihihing other heeheeroes!!" "Hmm?" "No matter whehehere they were or whahahat they were up to my spehehell would bring my whohoever to my side! Which is ROYALly ticklish! Get there, get there next! Chrom told me to stay at the castle because of it but the cuhuhute crows wouldn't come around there so I fohohohollwed them into the woods! I heard about whahahat you guys are dohohoing and it sounded fun! So tickle me! Tihihihckle me till I die! Break me and hahahababng me up like a toy then I'll summon all the mahahhages you wahahant!"
After Surtr had heard of that then Henry's tortures had increased a hundred fold but to no avail. Whether it was asking Hariti if she could make a trophy of his whole body or trying to clamber head-first down Sadeth's hole, nobody was any closer to breaking him it seemed. That it was Laevateinn's turn though was the only reason Laegjarn was here and wherever the eldest princess went her favorite tickle-pet Morgan came. Trapping the troublesome mage in the big fluffy teddy bear had been her idea as she thought it would make a cute gift for her darling little sister. She lay atop the fluffy jail and smiled at the look of frustration overtaking her normally cool and collected younger siblings' face. Taking ahold of one of the jutting feet she bent the toes back harshly to an appreciative moan from the hero and started tracing a finger idly along the forced taut skin as she lectured her sister. "Little sister Father will understand if you can't do what he asks. There is something wrong with this one that makes us unable to do what he asks. We'll simply tell father it can't be done!" "Aaaawww don't give up Nyahaha! I promise with a blood-red cherry on top that I'll do what you say if you break me! I'll be a perfect widdle tickle slave who'll do whatever you sahahahay!! Oooh there we go! Gehehet the toes! Bite them! Nya ha haha! Oooh I'm sooohooo close to breeheeaking!" "Oh are you? Poor dear. Morgan come and help your mistress here. I think our giggly little friend is close to breaking." "Yes, mistress right away." Closing the book gently after marking his place the panty bottomed young man came over on his hands and knee to take the pouting Laevateinn's place at Henry's other foot. His tongue came out and began to explore the forest of Henry's smaller toes making the white-haired mages squeaks reach a pitch that made the flock of crows outside waiting for him outside take flight. "Nyahaha he-hey Morgan bud! Long tihihme no seehee! Hohow's your mohohom?!" "Phhine" he said through a full mouth as the red of Henry's cheeks clashed with his his hair. Laegjarn was glad she had only been lightly toying with one hand on his other foot so that the other was free to let her her hide her smile. "Tee-hee that's nihihice! Dihihid you get taller? Or did I gehehet shorter? Maybe I lohohost a few FEET Nyahaha!"
Morgan flushed with embarassment at the boy's terrible joke and Laegjarn had to look away to remain composed. Her Morgan was redder than the man who's toes he was lapping at! Utterly adorable. She made a mental note to ask for a few more of the strange mages terrible jests later. Ever since her time with the clown's she'd come to truly appreciate comedy. Morgan on the other hand had learned a different lesson at the hands of Lazlow and Owain's "troupe" and was happy to use the new trick after that crack about his size. With Henry's size 10's slick with his drool he spat out the digits and began to glide his short fingers along the young adult's feet. Henry's laughter grew but it was still obvious to all that there was no less enjoyment in the noise. "Nyahaha are you mahahad Morgan? Sorry was it the johohoke? I'm sohohoo sorry. That wahahas the HEIGHT of ruhuhudeness! Tee-hee!" "Hehe" Laegjarn chuckled at the grumpy expression spreading over the mage's face and how it worsened at her snickers. "I have grown! 4 inches!" "Nya ha ha that's all? Your hohohow old now? Guehehess your short forever Mohohorgan! Hehehe-Bahaha oh yoohohu've got a SHORT fuhuhuse huh?! TEE-HMMPP?!" Henry found his old gag shoved back in by a fuming Laevateinn who propped the binding bear back up with no protests from the gagged Henry. On the contrary momentarily free from tickles the sorcerer hummed a happy tune as Laevateinn undid the back of the stuffed bear that kept him trapped. With her superior strength the fluff that kept the dark mage still inside the bear was nothing. So easy was it for her to climb inside through it that she concluded he probably hadn't even tried to move in there. Her hand found her target after some groping about and she smiled wickedly.
"Oooh!" Henry squeaked as he once again spat free the gag. "I always thought the crows were cute but I see you prefer the COC-MMP?" That particular pun had been stopped by the pressing of Morgan's finger to his lips. The 20 something-year-old mage gave him a cheeky look as he lectured him. "There are ladies present you kno-H-HEY!" Morgan's attempt to be cool had backfired as Henry's pouty lips had instead enveloped his finger and pulled it into the mages mouth. With a sharp nip, Henry dug into it and kept it there as the flustered mage tried to pull it free but was met with teeth as a warning. "LET GO! LET GO! GIVE ME THAT BACK!" Laegjarn couldn't hold it anymore and had to let loose with a snorting belly laugh at the sight of everything going so wrong for the short mage much to his displeasure. Morgan and Henry both turned to the laughing princess with opposite expressions. Henry's big goofy grin though allowed Morgan to pull his finger free and finally release his displeasure on the tanned, toned stomach of the one who mocked him. Tackling Laegjarn onto her back his short fingers explored the source of the deep laugh that the princess hated so much but that he enjoyed greatly. From memory the short young adult knew exactly where on the armor to pull to expose more caramel tummy. "OHOHAHAHA! MORGUHUHN YOU CAD!" "You clearly wanted to laugh mistress. I'm simply indulging you!" "Sister?" Came a muffled voice from inside the bear that rang with confusion. "What's happening out there?" "Nya ha ha your big sister knows just how fun this is from both sides! She's positively TICKLED at how we're getting along! OW! Oooh that one smarted. Do it again!" With the ineffectiveness of the pinch to his coinpurse, Laevateinn fumed. She'd thought that coming into the bear after her victims most sensitive parts would have more effect but now here she was pressed against Henry's scrawny body with his erect cock in her hand and he was still humming away some strange tune, bemused by whatever had her sister laughing so hard that the snort she hated so much had come out. Figuring she could come up with a better plan later she tried to push her way through the fluff to climb out of the bear but found her arm simply sinking into it. Planting her feet and trying to push her whole body through had no more of an effect and actually got her pushed against the little psychopath's bony back.
"Hiya! So you figure it out yet? It's easy to get in here and get settled but once you stop moving your stuck Nya ha ha!" "What?! How do you know that?!" "Huh? King Surtr told me. Duh! With a bit more y'know FLUFF Tee-hee! GRR THIS WILL MAKE YOU A GREAT TOY FOR MY CUTEST DAUGHTER Nya ha ha! I think at heart he's a big ol' TEDDY BEAR! HAHA Oooh hahahrder! BREAK THE BONES" In anger at her stupidity Laevateinn dug hard into Henry's ribs and made the mages teasing...just become teasing with laughter in it really. Still she danced her fingers along what parts of his skin she could reach and scratched hard at his ribs. She got the feeling she really could break his bones if she wanted but that would probably just make him laugh harder. She tried again to turn around inside the bear but the fluff inside instead moved to shove her against the strange man again. Her lips brushed the mage's neck and he erupted into squeaky, giggly laughter at the sensation. The mage snickered and shook at that which made Laevateinn realize she'd stumble upon a weak point at least during this backfire.
Outside the bear though Laevateinn's sister Laegjarn was having a bad go. Her and her favorite servant had played with each other for ages all over the castle and had attended many of the clown shows down in the dungeons where audience participation was mandatory. Earlier today, in fact, the troupes newest member had demonstrated his prowess by managing to stuff both toes from both of them into his cheeks and get them both chuckling hands free. The two knew each others bodies quite well and so were intimately aware of each others worst spots which was how the boyish mage was able to subdue the warrior princess. His small fingers were digging into her armpits from behind as the muscular woman kicked and snorted helplessly. "Who's short now? I am a man who is still growing!" "Yehehes you ah-SNNRK-ahahre!! Stahahap Morgan I'm sohohorry! Youhohu are still growohoing!" "Yes I am and you know that! I got a whole two inches last year-Eep!" A strong yet feminine hand closed around Morgan's ankle and dragged him into revenge but Henry's fit drowned out his begging for mercy.
"BAHAHA THAHAHAT REALLY TIHIHICKLES!! I DIDHN'T KNOHOW ABOUT THAT!" Laevateinn struggled against the fluff futilely for a second than went back to buzzing her lips along the old looking bruises on Henry's neck as that was a new level of reaction from the youth. The fluff moved with a mind of it's own, pushing on her lower body and knees but she was too enraptured with finally finding a sweet spot on the mage to notice. It wasn't until her legs were spread and she suddenly felt cool air between her toes that she realized what had happened, giving Henry a break she pulled at the bear from the inside but to no avail. "Heh-hee-nehehee...fu-fun toy isn't it? Nya ha ha! You-your dad was rea-really pro-proud when he was ta-talking about it but-but-but..." Laevateinn waited as for some reason the boy stuttered before growing annoyed and jabbing him in the ribs to hurry him along. "AH! But I was BEARly listening! Nya haGAUHA-HA AHAHA NAHAHT NAHAHAT A FAN OF PUHUHNS?! GAHAHA IT TIHIHCKLES! OOHOHOOHOO!! HOOHO TEETH! USE THE TEEHEETH! PLEEEHEEASE!" Laevateinn was so preoccupied with having finally gotten him really losing it that she didn't question for a second how the fluff of the bear had stripped her boots from her feet and how they now hung by there laces from her chocolatey size 11's that were trapped right next to Henry's pale 10's. She started at the feeling of something stroking her big soles and squeezed Henry tightly earning another squeal from the mage. She couldn't see the smile on his face in the bears chest but it grew at the teensy bit of revenge he'd gotten. Laevateinn though realized turn about was fair play and soon just like in nature the bigger feet were conwuering the smaller...or something like that.
A simple stroke of her big toe had Henry gasping in his bonds and trying to pull away. Laevateinn thought about how this was doing more and expirmented. With no small amount of trouble she got her hands down to Henry's small belly and dug in hard. Pinching the baby fat and excavating the shallow navel. "Nya ha ha! Back tohoho thahat? That was Lohohoki's favorite spahaht too! Me? I dohon't hahave the STOMACH for it! Hahaha ooh harder! RIP IT OPEN!" She stopped that and leaned forward over Henry's shoulder to blow a stream of hot air into his neck. "UHHUH GEHEHE! HEHEY WHA-Whahat are you up tohoho in there?! I'm out hehere risking my NECK! Tee-HEHEHOOHO NO FAHAHIR!" A lightly trailing finger up Henry's side had the little psychopath squirming and trying to get away but the bear kept him nice and snug in Laevateinn's arms which was finally becoming a problem as the princess had worked out a system to get to him. After having been tickled hard and ruthlessly by everyone in the castle who had him till now Laevateinn had discovered that ligh, loving tickles were what short-circuited this little monsters brain into a giggly mess. Up until now, he hadn't tried resisting but now that Laevateinn had cracked the way to get him really squirming he was firmly aware of how he was trapped just like a rat that's about to die. That made him smile but not as much as Laevateinn's toes forcing their way into his own and wiggling along the stems. He bit his lip so hard at the feeling that a thin droplet of blood started to drip down his snow-white skin but even that didn't help like it normally did!
Meanwhile while Henry was finally crumbling under Laevateinn's touch Morgan had been broken down and built on at this point. Morgan was suffering as only a mage who tried to wrestle a warrior could. After getting a hold of him and some breath back in her Laegjarn had tied the oversized coat Morgan had as his only piece of clothing sleeves together tightly to form it into a straight jacket for the little fellow. Since coming to the castle his coat had been adjusted to easily accommodate this tactic for his and Laegjarn's little bouts like this usually with this exaxt result. Laegjarn had insisted the coat be resized though to accommodate her frame as well in the interest of fairness and once or twice Morgan had managed to trap the warrior in it and have his way with her long legs and defined rear. It was rare but when he managed it neither of them ever forgot it which is how Laegjarn would never have sympathy on him when she got him in it. The tight sleeves kept Morgan's arms trapped with only a few straps across his cheat to keep the 20-year-old from escaping but spaced enough to allow Laegjarn to slip her hand in and play all along his birdy chest at her leisure. She scratched at his nipple with one hand while the other traced nails up and down Morgan's bare leg. From his inner thighs where she pinched his bulge down over his knees which kicked at the skittering nails along his calves which got tender squeezes to his ankles and along his soft soles. Morgan didn't make a peep though as he knew doing so would just make his punishment worst.
Henry shook his head from side to side as a singular finger slid up his spine. His fluffy prison kept him still for it though as Laevateinn whispered into his ear from inside the stuffy stockades. "Found the trick now didn't I? Your easy once you know how to do it huh? The rough stuff seems to be something you're more than accustomed to but a single light touch and your a puddle huh? Kind of disappointing. Here I was thinking daddy had finally given me a challenge but I guess just like your pretty smile it's all just a front. "Nee-neehee-oooooh! Nya ha heehee your sooo cruel! I lohohove it! MOOHOORRE!! NYAHAHA!" "No." "HUH?!" Laevateinn's fingers went still and she rested her head against the back of his neck. Her breathing slowed as Henry's struggles only increased. "He-hey! No fair! You can't just stop like that! You found out how to make me go nuts so do it more! BREAK ME!" "No. I'm bored of that now." "Hehe what?" "Your easy to read when your deceitful face isn't musdying up the water. I bet you still have that same big silly smile on." Henry froze for just a second and the smile disappeared before a fingers pinched his cheek and forced his mouth back up into it. His lidded eyes turned to see a smiling Laegjarn standing over him with a kicking Morgan under one arm. "Your exactly right my darling little sister. Looks like you've read him like a book." Henry didn't pull away but instead his lips curled back up into a smile. "Exactly what you wanted isn't it?" Laevateinn whispered to him as Laegjarn went around the bear and opened up the back to pull her free. "Hold on sister." She said as Laegjarn went to zip the bear back up. "Get him out of there as well." "Are you sure my dear?" "Positive. He won't be anymore trouble. He's exactly where he wants to be. You came here to get that devious little mind tickled out theough your ears didn't you?" Laegjarn pulled the pale boy out with no fight. She tried to offer the naked man a coat but was waved away. "Nya ha ha! Yep! You got me! Ever since ai heard about what's going on over here it sounded like the greatest way to die!" "So then that talk of a spell that would help us capture others was a lie then?" Laegjarn asked as she undid Morgan's jacket. "Nope! It's rude to visit someone and not bring gifts! Nya ha ha! I already popped a few of the grumpier heroes over while the littler Princess was having her way with me! Tee-hee! Speaking of hey can we do that some more?! Pretty please?" "You'll have to earn it." "Awww.." "Tickle Morgan and I'll play with you later." "Yay!" "No wait Laegja-OOF!"
In a smooth motion Laegjarn tossed the bound Morgan to the bed and Henry chased him over. Before he could move it all the sorceror belly-flopped atop him scuttled himself around to have his head to Morgan's rear. Henry sat up upon him and for just a second Laevateinn could have swore that the man's pale skin sparkled like he wasn't really there. Had she asked Morgan though he would've disagreed as the pair of ghostly white size 10's that forced themselves into his face before wrapping around his head were undoubtedly real. After having been trapped in that bear for so long and tormented with tickles had it been anyone else Morgan would have asked how he'd managed to keep these pales soles blushing pinkish to still retain the faintest pleasant smell of peach. Living near him and fighting alongside him had taught Morgan to never wonder too hard about anything concerning Henry or never to get too surprised by his actions. Morgan just tried to focus on breathing with his face sandwiched between Henry's feet as the sorcerer ran his fingers through his silvery hair and peeked a red-eye at the princesses making Laevateinn swallow. "Nya ha ha! It's good to get to stretch! That bear was cozy as a coffin but it sure got STUFFY! Tee-hee!"
Henry bent over but kept his lidded eyes on the twin princesses. "What's the matter? I thought in a castle all about tickling that laughs would be easy to get." He pinched the rear of Morgan's panty-clad bottom to drag the clothing down to his knees. He slipped a hand between Morgan's thighs and under his erect cock to free the organ from under Morgan. He placed a finger tip to the head and ran it along the opening before trailing it down along the twitching cock. Morgan turned his rapidly reddening face from side to side as he tried to contain his moans but found nowhere that wasn't just the pink-tinged soles of the dark-minded mage to put his face. When Henry's finger reached his balls the pressure increased until the pale digit was sunk up to the knuckle in the pink skin forcing Morgan to bite his lip hard enough to draw blood just like Henry's. Henry felt warm liquid on his soles and his creepy smile got wider as his fingers traveled on and arrived at their destination. He dragged a pair of fingers between Morgan's balls and asshole where he swirled them along inside the tender canyon. Morgan's squeals reached a pitch reminiscent of scared mice and Henry pictured the hopelessly cute mage in his head with mouse ears cowering from him. He licked his lips at the thought and leaned forward to deliver the final blow upon the 20-year-old. In contrast to Laevateinn's fist which was currently clenched hard enough at this display to make her knuckles turn white, Morgan's body was loose and relaxed at Henry's games. So Henry's tongue had no problem sliding inside the pink opening and exploring the strange new world. Morgan gasped at the strange feeling but soon dissolved into hard belly laughs as Henry's hands explored the surface of his peachy rear while the deeper exploration continued. In addition to the explorers inside his ginch another hand now danced along Morgan's cheeks scratching rounded nails over the skin lightly. This continued for a good few minutes until strong arms wrapped around Henry and pulled him off the gasping mage. Henry giggled as Laegjarn ran a hand through his sweaty silver hair and as Laevateinn inspected the utterly destroyed Morgan. She made notice of the white puddle he'd sprayed along her bed and wondered if her sister would allow her to sleep in her room tonight. "Nya ha ha Was that enough? Can I have some tickles now? Sure hope I didn't make an ASS of myself! Tee-hee!" "You promise to help us capture others?" "I already gave you the grumpy ones but I'll help you get some others who need to laugh later. Tickles now please! Nya ha ha!" "Well I don't know. I think that's up to my darling litt-"
Henry was seized by the shoulders hard enough to leave marks upon his pale skin and tossed bodily upon his stomach next to Morgan. Trying to get up earned him a shove back onto the bed making it clear that he was stay bent over here just as Morgan was. A singular finger pointed to a space on the two feet above his head and a cold voice stated an objective with a barely perceptible crack. "Hands. There. Do n-not move them." "Okie-dokie!" He quipped cheerily and turned his head to smile at the sweaty red Morgan. The smile turned to a gasp as he felt a hand seize his ankle before gently placing a finger into his sole. It lightly trailed along the skin leaving behind a trail of invitingly warm pink through the ghostly white. It traveled through his arch and over his heel as Henry shook his head side to side on the bed and giggled uncontrollably. "Nehe-heeheehee yehehes! Oooh yo-yohohur so meeheean! I loohoove it! HAHA-HAHARDER!" "No." Laevateinn responded flatly as her fingers traveled up Henry's skinny legs where the skin was soft due to the nylons of his usual sorcerer's garb. "Hehe! You're the best! OOOoooh copycat, copycat!" "Yup." The princess said as her fingers explored Henry's chasm between his rear and genitals. "Steeheealing my ideas! Nya ha ha your the wohohOHORST BAHAHA!" Unlike Henry who'd merely teased the area for Morgan, Laevateinn showed no mercy and scratched hard inside Henry's tender canyon making him squeal but soon went back to slow strokes prompting him to whine. "Neeheheoo! Go bahahack! I lihihiked the other waahahahay! Ehehehee!" Following her younger siblings example Laegjarn did the same to Morgan who but into the sheets as his whole body quivered. The siblings enjoyed the two magicians they had in the palms of thwir hands before they heard the door behind them thrown open.
Before the quartet could even turn their heads they heard a mature woman's voice yell out- "GRONNRIBBONS!!" Everything went dark for the four as they suddenly felt constricted. Surtr enetered and beamed at Thrasir's work. He'd brought the mage up to congratulate his daughters on having sucessfully broken the Hero he'd left in their care as evidenced by the number of his confused comrades now waiting in the dungeons only to find them having fun with a pre-broken one. He couldn't resist and had ordered the nearby mage to cast her signature spell and bind them in pairs. Where they had once sat now lay two mummifed forms wrapped in bright green silken ribbons conjured by Thrasir's spellcraft. Their charges backs had been tightly pressed against the chests of the two royals so that to the naked eye it would just look like one lumpy person was trapped inside each cocoon if not for one thing. Down at the bottom of each, two pairs of different feet stuck from each. From one a pair of quite large yet unmistakably feminine caramel-colored feet protruded almost completely obscuring the tiny size 8's that rested atop them. Both pairs were wiggling frantically as the cocoon shook from the tickle fight they were engaged inside it. In contrast the other mummified pair were still. So much so that Surtr couldn't resist and wandered over to slide a massive finger down a sole each. He chuckled at the memories of tickling those light pink soles to make his youngest smile when she was small and the ghostly pale 10's were just too enticing to resist. The toes of both feet wiggled as he slid a finger down the soles before picking up both cocoon's and tossing them over shoulders. He'd intended to take his daughters with him and enjoy the clown's show with their newest member down in the dungeons but with the state they were in at the moment he knew his girls would love to take part in some "Audience Participation" with minimal goading.
"Nya ha ha! I can barely move! Guess we're STUCK together now huh Princess!" It almost makes me wanna call my MUMMY! HEHEHE OWWW HAHAHA!" Trapped as they were Henry's lower back and bum were easy prey for the naughty fingers of Laevateinn who skated them over the skin as she whispered into his ear. "The way you tickled him. I liked it. When we get some time your gonna...do that to me. Got it?" Through snorting giggles the Plegian who'd killed a god alongside the Shepards snickerer at how his hands were easily trapped by the ribbons that constricted him and kept him in Laevateinn's grasp. When he'd first come here he'd originally planned to devastate the with horrifying curses and save the others. Or die! Either was fun in his mind but at hearing the rumors of what happened to people i here his heart had fluttered. A chance to potentially LAUGH himself to death? It was perfect for the little crow. So letting himself get captured was only natural. Since then he hadn't regretted it for a second. This tickly hell he was trapped in was his own little slice of heaven. They felt themselves be sat upon a chair and soon heard the muffled laughter of Laegjarn and Laevateinn change in pitch. They heard the voices of the clowns around them as Laevateinn jabbed him hard in the ribs to rouse him from his daydream. "He-Hey did you hear me? S-so would you d-d-do that for me la-later! Not like you have a choice you ha-have to do wh-what I say! Hey!" "Henry's smiled grew even wider as felt hands on the outside pull his toes apart at the same time as Laevateinn's and insert all manner of tools. His last comprehensible words before they burst into frantic maddened laughter were- "Nya ha ha! Make me!"
"Ugggghh!!" Laevateinn shouted as she threw the spur to a corner of the room unseen and fell back on her bed. He was loving it and she could tell. Ever since the little freak had been captured outside the castle playing with the crows he'd been passed around the castles monsters and machines for treatment. Still not a single one had managed to damper the unnerving mages optimism and had usually been made uncomfortable by his critiques of their technique. "Little sister what's the matter? You seemed to be enjoying yourself so much. Why do you stop?" The eldest princess Laegjarn asked from where she lounged on the bed with the studious mage Morgan on her lap. She'd been amusing herself and her favorite servant by playing with the inside of his navel while the boyish mage had been trying to study trapcraft. He snickered at his mistress's games but only looked away from his book when her sister answered.
"He's impossible! No matter what I try he's in love with it! I get the feeling that if our roles were reversed I'd stand no chance sister! Father sent him too me to prepare him for the bath's by breaking him but I fear that I've failed..." "Nya ha ha but your doing so good! I can hardly BEAR it! Why'd you stop though? You never even tried that thing in between my widdle toesies!" An upbeat voice chimed in, squeaking in tone at the horrid pun based on his situation. They all stared at the red-faced prisoner who had Laevateinn not just spent the last hour attempting to tickling they would all swear was causing the red tint on his cheeks through attitude alone. "C'mon princess go get it and try again, nyahaha! It felt horrible on my poor little footies and it would really SPUR me to break, hee-hee!" "That's another thing! No matter what we can't keep him gagged!" "Nya ha ha you wanna know how I did it? I used unSPEAKable dark magicks! Hee-hee!!" "Sister he can't be that hard to deal with. We knew he was a fool when he was so easy to capture." "Fine. Enough of your jokes. It's punishment time." "Ooooh I'm more fond of PUNishment-ehehe Nya ha h-OOOH!"
Laevateinn had dove at her cuddly new bear, knocking it over and digging hard into Henry's ears. She pinched and pulled at them and though Henry's laughter grew louder it never grew frantic as they were used too. Morgan winced when Laevateinn produced the spur again and ran it along the back of Henry's ears in a rage. "Hahaharder! C'mon geheht me to bleeheeheed! Lehehet your sister hehehelp! Or gohoho get Suhuhrtr!! He wahahs real fuhuh to HANG with! NYAHAHAW!!" Henry referred to the period where King Surtr himself had tried his hand at breaking him. The scrawny mage's hands were bound behind the king's neck and his naked frame had been used as jewelry for the humongous tyrant where his massive fingers could explore him at his leisure. Loki's personal silencing spell was meant to keep him quiet but just like every other attempt to keep the odd Hero with the Twisted Mind quiet that had eventually given our too. Still Surtr enjoyed that too for a period and had a good while where he'd used the silver-haired mages "widdle toesies" in his own words as chew toys. Keeping him in his chambers and nibbling upon them as he drifted off to sleep. He never did it to silence though as he was accustomed but instead would simply lose consciousness himself eventually while the dark mage begged for more. Eventually after a number of stops the young man had been sent to Laevateinn for breaking in recognition for her skills at making Hero's go insane in her care. Now even as she used one of her best trick and tongued the inside of the lunatic's ear still he asked for more. "BAHAHAHA that's greeheaheet but you should gohoo deeheeper! Hehehey Laegjarn lehehend me your EAHAHAHR NYA HA HA! You shohould help hehehr!!" The request for help was the last straw. Laevateinn flushed almost as red as her victim and kicked up her attack to the next gear. She nibbled at his ear and only got even angrier at how he reacted to that as well. "OoooOoh teeth! Bihih-bihite harder! Bloohood always makes me lahahaugh!"
Laevateinn stopped there and gestured to her older sister. Who snickered at the cuteness of the couple. She herself had tried this game and hadn't had much more luck than her cute little sister. The statuesque Princess had used the tried and true method of getting to a mans heart by going through his stomach. Hours and hours of all kinds of different tools and tricks had been visited upon the pale white canvas of the giggly Plegian's tum and each one had earned nothing but glowing appreciation and praise from the Twisted Mind peppered with terrible pun's course of "how he could barely STOMACH it" or "The GUTS she was showing in tickling a tied down murderer" eventually though she'd been able to find out why the strange youth was here, though she still wasn't sure if she'd gotten it out of him or he'd just chosen to tell her for reason's unknown as she slid her massive size 14's along that tied down tummy, scraping the skin with her wigglings toes. "Nya ha ha I wanted to hehehelp out Princess Shareena! She's always smiling lihihike me but she hasn't been doing it since her brother got cahahaptured, Lucky! So I put some work into a spell to find someone spehehefic, Oooh can you fit in there?! I never thought you could fit those ihihin my beehehelly button!" "I'm quite skilled, me and Morgan practiced that trick for quite awhile." "Nya ha ha you'd make a greheheat NAVEL commander! Tee-hee! My sphehehell didn't work right. Instead of finding Alfonse fohohor her it would instead brihihing other heeheeroes!!" "Hmm?" "No matter whehehere they were or whahahat they were up to my spehehell would bring my whohoever to my side! Which is ROYALly ticklish! Get there, get there next! Chrom told me to stay at the castle because of it but the cuhuhute crows wouldn't come around there so I fohohohollwed them into the woods! I heard about whahahat you guys are dohohoing and it sounded fun! So tickle me! Tihihihckle me till I die! Break me and hahahababng me up like a toy then I'll summon all the mahahhages you wahahant!"
After Surtr had heard of that then Henry's tortures had increased a hundred fold but to no avail. Whether it was asking Hariti if she could make a trophy of his whole body or trying to clamber head-first down Sadeth's hole, nobody was any closer to breaking him it seemed. That it was Laevateinn's turn though was the only reason Laegjarn was here and wherever the eldest princess went her favorite tickle-pet Morgan came. Trapping the troublesome mage in the big fluffy teddy bear had been her idea as she thought it would make a cute gift for her darling little sister. She lay atop the fluffy jail and smiled at the look of frustration overtaking her normally cool and collected younger siblings' face. Taking ahold of one of the jutting feet she bent the toes back harshly to an appreciative moan from the hero and started tracing a finger idly along the forced taut skin as she lectured her sister. "Little sister Father will understand if you can't do what he asks. There is something wrong with this one that makes us unable to do what he asks. We'll simply tell father it can't be done!" "Aaaawww don't give up Nyahaha! I promise with a blood-red cherry on top that I'll do what you say if you break me! I'll be a perfect widdle tickle slave who'll do whatever you sahahahay!! Oooh there we go! Gehehet the toes! Bite them! Nya ha haha! Oooh I'm sooohooo close to breeheeaking!" "Oh are you? Poor dear. Morgan come and help your mistress here. I think our giggly little friend is close to breaking." "Yes, mistress right away." Closing the book gently after marking his place the panty bottomed young man came over on his hands and knee to take the pouting Laevateinn's place at Henry's other foot. His tongue came out and began to explore the forest of Henry's smaller toes making the white-haired mages squeaks reach a pitch that made the flock of crows outside waiting for him outside take flight. "Nyahaha he-hey Morgan bud! Long tihihme no seehee! Hohow's your mohohom?!" "Phhine" he said through a full mouth as the red of Henry's cheeks clashed with his his hair. Laegjarn was glad she had only been lightly toying with one hand on his other foot so that the other was free to let her her hide her smile. "Tee-hee that's nihihice! Dihihid you get taller? Or did I gehehet shorter? Maybe I lohohost a few FEET Nyahaha!"
Morgan flushed with embarassment at the boy's terrible joke and Laegjarn had to look away to remain composed. Her Morgan was redder than the man who's toes he was lapping at! Utterly adorable. She made a mental note to ask for a few more of the strange mages terrible jests later. Ever since her time with the clown's she'd come to truly appreciate comedy. Morgan on the other hand had learned a different lesson at the hands of Lazlow and Owain's "troupe" and was happy to use the new trick after that crack about his size. With Henry's size 10's slick with his drool he spat out the digits and began to glide his short fingers along the young adult's feet. Henry's laughter grew but it was still obvious to all that there was no less enjoyment in the noise. "Nyahaha are you mahahad Morgan? Sorry was it the johohoke? I'm sohohoo sorry. That wahahas the HEIGHT of ruhuhudeness! Tee-hee!" "Hehe" Laegjarn chuckled at the grumpy expression spreading over the mage's face and how it worsened at her snickers. "I have grown! 4 inches!" "Nya ha ha that's all? Your hohohow old now? Guehehess your short forever Mohohorgan! Hehehe-Bahaha oh yoohohu've got a SHORT fuhuhuse huh?! TEE-HMMPP?!" Henry found his old gag shoved back in by a fuming Laevateinn who propped the binding bear back up with no protests from the gagged Henry. On the contrary momentarily free from tickles the sorcerer hummed a happy tune as Laevateinn undid the back of the stuffed bear that kept him trapped. With her superior strength the fluff that kept the dark mage still inside the bear was nothing. So easy was it for her to climb inside through it that she concluded he probably hadn't even tried to move in there. Her hand found her target after some groping about and she smiled wickedly.
"Oooh!" Henry squeaked as he once again spat free the gag. "I always thought the crows were cute but I see you prefer the COC-MMP?" That particular pun had been stopped by the pressing of Morgan's finger to his lips. The 20 something-year-old mage gave him a cheeky look as he lectured him. "There are ladies present you kno-H-HEY!" Morgan's attempt to be cool had backfired as Henry's pouty lips had instead enveloped his finger and pulled it into the mages mouth. With a sharp nip, Henry dug into it and kept it there as the flustered mage tried to pull it free but was met with teeth as a warning. "LET GO! LET GO! GIVE ME THAT BACK!" Laegjarn couldn't hold it anymore and had to let loose with a snorting belly laugh at the sight of everything going so wrong for the short mage much to his displeasure. Morgan and Henry both turned to the laughing princess with opposite expressions. Henry's big goofy grin though allowed Morgan to pull his finger free and finally release his displeasure on the tanned, toned stomach of the one who mocked him. Tackling Laegjarn onto her back his short fingers explored the source of the deep laugh that the princess hated so much but that he enjoyed greatly. From memory the short young adult knew exactly where on the armor to pull to expose more caramel tummy. "OHOHAHAHA! MORGUHUHN YOU CAD!" "You clearly wanted to laugh mistress. I'm simply indulging you!" "Sister?" Came a muffled voice from inside the bear that rang with confusion. "What's happening out there?" "Nya ha ha your big sister knows just how fun this is from both sides! She's positively TICKLED at how we're getting along! OW! Oooh that one smarted. Do it again!" With the ineffectiveness of the pinch to his coinpurse, Laevateinn fumed. She'd thought that coming into the bear after her victims most sensitive parts would have more effect but now here she was pressed against Henry's scrawny body with his erect cock in her hand and he was still humming away some strange tune, bemused by whatever had her sister laughing so hard that the snort she hated so much had come out. Figuring she could come up with a better plan later she tried to push her way through the fluff to climb out of the bear but found her arm simply sinking into it. Planting her feet and trying to push her whole body through had no more of an effect and actually got her pushed against the little psychopath's bony back.
"Hiya! So you figure it out yet? It's easy to get in here and get settled but once you stop moving your stuck Nya ha ha!" "What?! How do you know that?!" "Huh? King Surtr told me. Duh! With a bit more y'know FLUFF Tee-hee! GRR THIS WILL MAKE YOU A GREAT TOY FOR MY CUTEST DAUGHTER Nya ha ha! I think at heart he's a big ol' TEDDY BEAR! HAHA Oooh hahahrder! BREAK THE BONES" In anger at her stupidity Laevateinn dug hard into Henry's ribs and made the mages teasing...just become teasing with laughter in it really. Still she danced her fingers along what parts of his skin she could reach and scratched hard at his ribs. She got the feeling she really could break his bones if she wanted but that would probably just make him laugh harder. She tried again to turn around inside the bear but the fluff inside instead moved to shove her against the strange man again. Her lips brushed the mage's neck and he erupted into squeaky, giggly laughter at the sensation. The mage snickered and shook at that which made Laevateinn realize she'd stumble upon a weak point at least during this backfire.
Outside the bear though Laevateinn's sister Laegjarn was having a bad go. Her and her favorite servant had played with each other for ages all over the castle and had attended many of the clown shows down in the dungeons where audience participation was mandatory. Earlier today, in fact, the troupes newest member had demonstrated his prowess by managing to stuff both toes from both of them into his cheeks and get them both chuckling hands free. The two knew each others bodies quite well and so were intimately aware of each others worst spots which was how the boyish mage was able to subdue the warrior princess. His small fingers were digging into her armpits from behind as the muscular woman kicked and snorted helplessly. "Who's short now? I am a man who is still growing!" "Yehehes you ah-SNNRK-ahahre!! Stahahap Morgan I'm sohohorry! Youhohu are still growohoing!" "Yes I am and you know that! I got a whole two inches last year-Eep!" A strong yet feminine hand closed around Morgan's ankle and dragged him into revenge but Henry's fit drowned out his begging for mercy.
"BAHAHA THAHAHAT REALLY TIHIHICKLES!! I DIDHN'T KNOHOW ABOUT THAT!" Laevateinn struggled against the fluff futilely for a second than went back to buzzing her lips along the old looking bruises on Henry's neck as that was a new level of reaction from the youth. The fluff moved with a mind of it's own, pushing on her lower body and knees but she was too enraptured with finally finding a sweet spot on the mage to notice. It wasn't until her legs were spread and she suddenly felt cool air between her toes that she realized what had happened, giving Henry a break she pulled at the bear from the inside but to no avail. "Heh-hee-nehehee...fu-fun toy isn't it? Nya ha ha! You-your dad was rea-really pro-proud when he was ta-talking about it but-but-but..." Laevateinn waited as for some reason the boy stuttered before growing annoyed and jabbing him in the ribs to hurry him along. "AH! But I was BEARly listening! Nya haGAUHA-HA AHAHA NAHAHT NAHAHAT A FAN OF PUHUHNS?! GAHAHA IT TIHIHCKLES! OOHOHOOHOO!! HOOHO TEETH! USE THE TEEHEETH! PLEEEHEEASE!" Laevateinn was so preoccupied with having finally gotten him really losing it that she didn't question for a second how the fluff of the bear had stripped her boots from her feet and how they now hung by there laces from her chocolatey size 11's that were trapped right next to Henry's pale 10's. She started at the feeling of something stroking her big soles and squeezed Henry tightly earning another squeal from the mage. She couldn't see the smile on his face in the bears chest but it grew at the teensy bit of revenge he'd gotten. Laevateinn though realized turn about was fair play and soon just like in nature the bigger feet were conwuering the smaller...or something like that.
A simple stroke of her big toe had Henry gasping in his bonds and trying to pull away. Laevateinn thought about how this was doing more and expirmented. With no small amount of trouble she got her hands down to Henry's small belly and dug in hard. Pinching the baby fat and excavating the shallow navel. "Nya ha ha! Back tohoho thahat? That was Lohohoki's favorite spahaht too! Me? I dohon't hahave the STOMACH for it! Hahaha ooh harder! RIP IT OPEN!" She stopped that and leaned forward over Henry's shoulder to blow a stream of hot air into his neck. "UHHUH GEHEHE! HEHEY WHA-Whahat are you up tohoho in there?! I'm out hehere risking my NECK! Tee-HEHEHOOHO NO FAHAHIR!" A lightly trailing finger up Henry's side had the little psychopath squirming and trying to get away but the bear kept him nice and snug in Laevateinn's arms which was finally becoming a problem as the princess had worked out a system to get to him. After having been tickled hard and ruthlessly by everyone in the castle who had him till now Laevateinn had discovered that ligh, loving tickles were what short-circuited this little monsters brain into a giggly mess. Up until now, he hadn't tried resisting but now that Laevateinn had cracked the way to get him really squirming he was firmly aware of how he was trapped just like a rat that's about to die. That made him smile but not as much as Laevateinn's toes forcing their way into his own and wiggling along the stems. He bit his lip so hard at the feeling that a thin droplet of blood started to drip down his snow-white skin but even that didn't help like it normally did!
Meanwhile while Henry was finally crumbling under Laevateinn's touch Morgan had been broken down and built on at this point. Morgan was suffering as only a mage who tried to wrestle a warrior could. After getting a hold of him and some breath back in her Laegjarn had tied the oversized coat Morgan had as his only piece of clothing sleeves together tightly to form it into a straight jacket for the little fellow. Since coming to the castle his coat had been adjusted to easily accommodate this tactic for his and Laegjarn's little bouts like this usually with this exaxt result. Laegjarn had insisted the coat be resized though to accommodate her frame as well in the interest of fairness and once or twice Morgan had managed to trap the warrior in it and have his way with her long legs and defined rear. It was rare but when he managed it neither of them ever forgot it which is how Laegjarn would never have sympathy on him when she got him in it. The tight sleeves kept Morgan's arms trapped with only a few straps across his cheat to keep the 20-year-old from escaping but spaced enough to allow Laegjarn to slip her hand in and play all along his birdy chest at her leisure. She scratched at his nipple with one hand while the other traced nails up and down Morgan's bare leg. From his inner thighs where she pinched his bulge down over his knees which kicked at the skittering nails along his calves which got tender squeezes to his ankles and along his soft soles. Morgan didn't make a peep though as he knew doing so would just make his punishment worst.
Henry shook his head from side to side as a singular finger slid up his spine. His fluffy prison kept him still for it though as Laevateinn whispered into his ear from inside the stuffy stockades. "Found the trick now didn't I? Your easy once you know how to do it huh? The rough stuff seems to be something you're more than accustomed to but a single light touch and your a puddle huh? Kind of disappointing. Here I was thinking daddy had finally given me a challenge but I guess just like your pretty smile it's all just a front. "Nee-neehee-oooooh! Nya ha heehee your sooo cruel! I lohohove it! MOOHOORRE!! NYAHAHA!" "No." "HUH?!" Laevateinn's fingers went still and she rested her head against the back of his neck. Her breathing slowed as Henry's struggles only increased. "He-hey! No fair! You can't just stop like that! You found out how to make me go nuts so do it more! BREAK ME!" "No. I'm bored of that now." "Hehe what?" "Your easy to read when your deceitful face isn't musdying up the water. I bet you still have that same big silly smile on." Henry froze for just a second and the smile disappeared before a fingers pinched his cheek and forced his mouth back up into it. His lidded eyes turned to see a smiling Laegjarn standing over him with a kicking Morgan under one arm. "Your exactly right my darling little sister. Looks like you've read him like a book." Henry didn't pull away but instead his lips curled back up into a smile. "Exactly what you wanted isn't it?" Laevateinn whispered to him as Laegjarn went around the bear and opened up the back to pull her free. "Hold on sister." She said as Laegjarn went to zip the bear back up. "Get him out of there as well." "Are you sure my dear?" "Positive. He won't be anymore trouble. He's exactly where he wants to be. You came here to get that devious little mind tickled out theough your ears didn't you?" Laegjarn pulled the pale boy out with no fight. She tried to offer the naked man a coat but was waved away. "Nya ha ha! Yep! You got me! Ever since ai heard about what's going on over here it sounded like the greatest way to die!" "So then that talk of a spell that would help us capture others was a lie then?" Laegjarn asked as she undid Morgan's jacket. "Nope! It's rude to visit someone and not bring gifts! Nya ha ha! I already popped a few of the grumpier heroes over while the littler Princess was having her way with me! Tee-hee! Speaking of hey can we do that some more?! Pretty please?" "You'll have to earn it." "Awww.." "Tickle Morgan and I'll play with you later." "Yay!" "No wait Laegja-OOF!"
In a smooth motion Laegjarn tossed the bound Morgan to the bed and Henry chased him over. Before he could move it all the sorceror belly-flopped atop him scuttled himself around to have his head to Morgan's rear. Henry sat up upon him and for just a second Laevateinn could have swore that the man's pale skin sparkled like he wasn't really there. Had she asked Morgan though he would've disagreed as the pair of ghostly white size 10's that forced themselves into his face before wrapping around his head were undoubtedly real. After having been trapped in that bear for so long and tormented with tickles had it been anyone else Morgan would have asked how he'd managed to keep these pales soles blushing pinkish to still retain the faintest pleasant smell of peach. Living near him and fighting alongside him had taught Morgan to never wonder too hard about anything concerning Henry or never to get too surprised by his actions. Morgan just tried to focus on breathing with his face sandwiched between Henry's feet as the sorcerer ran his fingers through his silvery hair and peeked a red-eye at the princesses making Laevateinn swallow. "Nya ha ha! It's good to get to stretch! That bear was cozy as a coffin but it sure got STUFFY! Tee-hee!"
Henry bent over but kept his lidded eyes on the twin princesses. "What's the matter? I thought in a castle all about tickling that laughs would be easy to get." He pinched the rear of Morgan's panty-clad bottom to drag the clothing down to his knees. He slipped a hand between Morgan's thighs and under his erect cock to free the organ from under Morgan. He placed a finger tip to the head and ran it along the opening before trailing it down along the twitching cock. Morgan turned his rapidly reddening face from side to side as he tried to contain his moans but found nowhere that wasn't just the pink-tinged soles of the dark-minded mage to put his face. When Henry's finger reached his balls the pressure increased until the pale digit was sunk up to the knuckle in the pink skin forcing Morgan to bite his lip hard enough to draw blood just like Henry's. Henry felt warm liquid on his soles and his creepy smile got wider as his fingers traveled on and arrived at their destination. He dragged a pair of fingers between Morgan's balls and asshole where he swirled them along inside the tender canyon. Morgan's squeals reached a pitch reminiscent of scared mice and Henry pictured the hopelessly cute mage in his head with mouse ears cowering from him. He licked his lips at the thought and leaned forward to deliver the final blow upon the 20-year-old. In contrast to Laevateinn's fist which was currently clenched hard enough at this display to make her knuckles turn white, Morgan's body was loose and relaxed at Henry's games. So Henry's tongue had no problem sliding inside the pink opening and exploring the strange new world. Morgan gasped at the strange feeling but soon dissolved into hard belly laughs as Henry's hands explored the surface of his peachy rear while the deeper exploration continued. In addition to the explorers inside his ginch another hand now danced along Morgan's cheeks scratching rounded nails over the skin lightly. This continued for a good few minutes until strong arms wrapped around Henry and pulled him off the gasping mage. Henry giggled as Laegjarn ran a hand through his sweaty silver hair and as Laevateinn inspected the utterly destroyed Morgan. She made notice of the white puddle he'd sprayed along her bed and wondered if her sister would allow her to sleep in her room tonight. "Nya ha ha Was that enough? Can I have some tickles now? Sure hope I didn't make an ASS of myself! Tee-hee!" "You promise to help us capture others?" "I already gave you the grumpy ones but I'll help you get some others who need to laugh later. Tickles now please! Nya ha ha!" "Well I don't know. I think that's up to my darling litt-"
Henry was seized by the shoulders hard enough to leave marks upon his pale skin and tossed bodily upon his stomach next to Morgan. Trying to get up earned him a shove back onto the bed making it clear that he was stay bent over here just as Morgan was. A singular finger pointed to a space on the two feet above his head and a cold voice stated an objective with a barely perceptible crack. "Hands. There. Do n-not move them." "Okie-dokie!" He quipped cheerily and turned his head to smile at the sweaty red Morgan. The smile turned to a gasp as he felt a hand seize his ankle before gently placing a finger into his sole. It lightly trailed along the skin leaving behind a trail of invitingly warm pink through the ghostly white. It traveled through his arch and over his heel as Henry shook his head side to side on the bed and giggled uncontrollably. "Nehe-heeheehee yehehes! Oooh yo-yohohur so meeheean! I loohoove it! HAHA-HAHARDER!" "No." Laevateinn responded flatly as her fingers traveled up Henry's skinny legs where the skin was soft due to the nylons of his usual sorcerer's garb. "Hehe! You're the best! OOOoooh copycat, copycat!" "Yup." The princess said as her fingers explored Henry's chasm between his rear and genitals. "Steeheealing my ideas! Nya ha ha your the wohohOHORST BAHAHA!" Unlike Henry who'd merely teased the area for Morgan, Laevateinn showed no mercy and scratched hard inside Henry's tender canyon making him squeal but soon went back to slow strokes prompting him to whine. "Neeheheoo! Go bahahack! I lihihiked the other waahahahay! Ehehehee!" Following her younger siblings example Laegjarn did the same to Morgan who but into the sheets as his whole body quivered. The siblings enjoyed the two magicians they had in the palms of thwir hands before they heard the door behind them thrown open.
Before the quartet could even turn their heads they heard a mature woman's voice yell out- "GRONNRIBBONS!!" Everything went dark for the four as they suddenly felt constricted. Surtr enetered and beamed at Thrasir's work. He'd brought the mage up to congratulate his daughters on having sucessfully broken the Hero he'd left in their care as evidenced by the number of his confused comrades now waiting in the dungeons only to find them having fun with a pre-broken one. He couldn't resist and had ordered the nearby mage to cast her signature spell and bind them in pairs. Where they had once sat now lay two mummifed forms wrapped in bright green silken ribbons conjured by Thrasir's spellcraft. Their charges backs had been tightly pressed against the chests of the two royals so that to the naked eye it would just look like one lumpy person was trapped inside each cocoon if not for one thing. Down at the bottom of each, two pairs of different feet stuck from each. From one a pair of quite large yet unmistakably feminine caramel-colored feet protruded almost completely obscuring the tiny size 8's that rested atop them. Both pairs were wiggling frantically as the cocoon shook from the tickle fight they were engaged inside it. In contrast the other mummified pair were still. So much so that Surtr couldn't resist and wandered over to slide a massive finger down a sole each. He chuckled at the memories of tickling those light pink soles to make his youngest smile when she was small and the ghostly pale 10's were just too enticing to resist. The toes of both feet wiggled as he slid a finger down the soles before picking up both cocoon's and tossing them over shoulders. He'd intended to take his daughters with him and enjoy the clown's show with their newest member down in the dungeons but with the state they were in at the moment he knew his girls would love to take part in some "Audience Participation" with minimal goading.
"Nya ha ha! I can barely move! Guess we're STUCK together now huh Princess!" It almost makes me wanna call my MUMMY! HEHEHE OWWW HAHAHA!" Trapped as they were Henry's lower back and bum were easy prey for the naughty fingers of Laevateinn who skated them over the skin as she whispered into his ear. "The way you tickled him. I liked it. When we get some time your gonna...do that to me. Got it?" Through snorting giggles the Plegian who'd killed a god alongside the Shepards snickerer at how his hands were easily trapped by the ribbons that constricted him and kept him in Laevateinn's grasp. When he'd first come here he'd originally planned to devastate the with horrifying curses and save the others. Or die! Either was fun in his mind but at hearing the rumors of what happened to people i here his heart had fluttered. A chance to potentially LAUGH himself to death? It was perfect for the little crow. So letting himself get captured was only natural. Since then he hadn't regretted it for a second. This tickly hell he was trapped in was his own little slice of heaven. They felt themselves be sat upon a chair and soon heard the muffled laughter of Laegjarn and Laevateinn change in pitch. They heard the voices of the clowns around them as Laevateinn jabbed him hard in the ribs to rouse him from his daydream. "He-Hey did you hear me? S-so would you d-d-do that for me la-later! Not like you have a choice you ha-have to do wh-what I say! Hey!" "Henry's smiled grew even wider as felt hands on the outside pull his toes apart at the same time as Laevateinn's and insert all manner of tools. His last comprehensible words before they burst into frantic maddened laughter were- "Nya ha ha! Make me!"
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