Wow, I haven't updated this blog in a while, huh? Well, that has to
be rectified post-haste, so here's one of two stories I worked on this
past season, specifically one that accompanied a Patreon reward I did last fall! Hope you guys enjoy it even if some of you weren't that fond of the source material. ^^;
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This story was originally written, in a somewhat shorter form, as part of the monthly reward for my Patreon for the month of November 2021. I was surprised to find that Raya from Raya and the Last Dragon was voted as the character to be featured in that reward, but I took the opportunity to create a story out of it, which led to its being delayed for a week or so since I tried to make it good-quality. I still wasn't satisfied with the end result, though, and I did want to extend it eventually. Here is the extended version - I will upload it and the other stories I haven't released yet outside of dA to AO3 and Blogger over the next few days if I can get the time!
The additional parts of this story were graciously provided by a good friend of mine, @Crowns-and-Quills, agreed to lend their aid when I asked about it, and in exchange I intend to work on a couple of cover illustrations for their own written works. I know I'm not accepting trade pics from anyone outside of a very few select mutuals, but I wanted to thank Crowns for their help and will extend said thanks further when I get to the pics in question. In the meantime, I wholeheartedly recommend checking out Crowns' own work if you're looking for some excellent tickle stories! From one tickle-fetish content creator to another, Crowns, you have my deepest gratitude, and I both look forward to your future works and wish you the best as a talented fetish writer. Thank you, again! :heart:
Want to commission a story like this? Send me a note, Discord message, or e-mail, and I'd be happy to discuss ideas with you - as long as you take a look at my commission rules first, of course! :)
Hi-def cover illustration (viewable by watchers only): https://www.deviantart.com/skaeadaimonion/art/Nov-2021-Reward-The-Last-Dragon-s-Coils-899743512
Raya and the Last Dragon (c) Disney
DeviantArt version: https://www.deviantart.com/skaeadaimonion/art/The-Last-Dragon-s-Coils-F-F-915233378
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The Last Dragon's Coils
by Skaea and Crowns-And-Quills
Contains: F/F tickling, concentrating on foot tickling but with some upper-body tickling. SFW.
Word Count: 3,512
Cover Illustration by Skaea
It had been some time since the reunification of the five tribes of Kumandra. Now that things had largely been settled between them, it was hoped that normalcy would return for all involved, hopefully with much less conflict between the various peoples. For some, though, the change was not as easy to adjust to as had been expected.
Raya was not focused on anything in particular as she gazed out into the forest beyond. She’d left the Heart Tribe palace for a bit to get some fresh air, finding herself in the nearby forest where she’d liked to visit prior to having to leave six years earlier. It looked just as she had remembered it, but she herself had changed a lot since she’d escaped the Drunn back then. It was as though her heart had hardened somewhat from the experiences since. Sure, it had all turned out alright in the end, but would she ever be the same after what she had to go through to set things right?
Perhaps a bit of shut-eye might help her clear her head a l—
“Heyyyy, Raya!”
…oh.
Raya looked around to see the long-bodied blue dragon that had joined her, iridescent light purple mane fluttering slightly in the breeze. Her large purple eyes had an expression just barely concealing concern, but the wide smile on her face still made her mood clear.
“Fancy seeing you out here, hmm? What’s gotten into you? Haven’t really been in the mood to chat it up with the others back at the palace lately?”
Raya shrugged, before looking away, idly nudging her footwear she’d set aside for the moment with the big toe of her naked left foot. “I know, but… Something just doesn’t seem right. Even when I’m with friends, I still feel a bit… strange. As though something isn’t right.”
Sisu’s face fell. “Whaddya mean?”
Raya said nothing, but didn’t look Sisu in the eye, either, instead paying close attention to her bag of belongings which also lay next to her.
“Go on, you can tell me anything,” Sisu insisted. “You trust me, right?”
Trust. That word had been repeated so much throughout her quest to reunite the tribes that she’d almost gotten sick of it. If Namaari hadn’t chosen to forgive her, though, they might have all fallen to the Drunn. But even though they’d made up, there was still an uncomfortable feeling whenever they interacted, though neither was exactly certain as to why.
“Well… I can’t really place it,” Raya said finally. “But by all accounts, everything should be okay. And yet, I just don’t feel like it is. It’s just not the same as it was six years ago. And though I should feel safe, I just… don’t.”
