While taking a rest in the monastery courtyard, Byleth gets caught off-guard by Edelgard and Dorothea, and discovers that a certain rumor about herself that's been going around lately is actually true. Not wanting to feel so embarrassed about her newly revealed weakness, she decides to make the most of things by inviting the girls of the Black Eagle House to an unusual new lesson, one involving a lot of laughs at her own expense.
This story was co-written by myself and one of my closest friends, WrenchofTheTeam! Go check out and support her work!
I guess you can consider this a belated Christmas gift for all of you, as even though this isn't Christmas-themed whatsoever, the fact that I'm posting anything at all in the latter half of this month should hopefully suffice for the rest of you. The two of us have been planning this story for a good, long while before this point, though. The female version of Byleth from Fire Emblem: Three Houses being Wrench's all-time favorite fictional character meant that if there was one thing we couldn't not do together at some point, it was a story with her as the ticklee, and I'm glad I was able to make good on that at long last - though just as much credit is owed to Wrench herself, who wrote almost all the tickling scenes for Byleth herself, whereupon I edited them for stronger dialogue and story flow after the fact. For the fun of it, we also worked in the exact same scenario depicted in this trade piece I did with Wrench back in 2021, since we figured it would be a perfect prelude to the main subject matter; the dialogue snippet attached to that very artwork was as such included in the story proper virtually unchanged. It didn't take us long to build off of it and with the addition of the rest of the Black Eagle girls into the mix, we had a lot of material to work with for the multiple tickle sessions Byleth has to endure the following day. This was a little less plot-driven than some of the previous stories I've written, but I owed this to Wrench regardless and I'm glad we were able to produce something great together. I absolutely cannot thank Wrench enough for her hard work in bringing this idea to life, and I certainly look forward to working with her again for more story projects in the future!
This is my last post of 2023, and I apologize for this being posted later than I'd have wanted - between getting COVID last week and having to readjust after returning from our family vacation, I'm probably going to have to take it slow for a little bit, but the remaining things on my to-do list for this past month will be worked on and posted as soon as I'm able. In the meantime, I hope you'll look forward to what I have in store for 2024, and I'll be seeing you all on the other side in few hours' time. Happy New Year, everyone! :)
Fire Emblem: Three Houses (c) Nintendo, Intelligent Systems
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Deep in the heart of the continent of Fodlan lies Garreg Mach Monastery, home to both the Church and the Officer’s Academy. The academy professors worked tirelessly to ensure their students received the best education and combat training, day in and day out — but like all other people, they did need their time to get some much-needed rest as well.
Byleth Eisner, the Ashen Demon, was currently working as one of these professors. It had been a long and exhausting day for her, and now that she was finished with her lessons for the day, she was, admittedly, completely drained. Perhaps a good rest might help, but she wasn’t near the dorms despite being on the verge of fainting outright. She’d have to talk to Seteth about giving her a day off.
“Why do I do this to myself…” the teal-haired mercenary murmured as she made her way along the courtyard of the monastery. She stretched and rubbed her tired eyes, hoping there was some place where she could simply collapse unconscious for a few hours. Hopefully none of the local troublemakers would take notice.
Spotting one of the benches along the paths around the courtyard, the professor decided it was as good a place to catch her breath as any. Taking a seat on one of the benches, she let out a yawn in spite of herself, wiggling her toes in her boots and glancing down at them idly. She was not only exhausted, but footsore as well.
Byleth looked around, making sure no one was near to disturb her, and when she was sure she was alone, she removed her boots one by one. With a large sigh of relief, she wiggled her stocking clad toes and smiled softly; it was only natural to slide the stockings off next, so that was precisely what she did a moment later. She looked up again to make sure no one was around, and thankfully, no one was… or so it seemed.
“I really do need time off,” she murmured to herself. “I just hope nobody decides to bother me while I’m here.”
With that, the teal-head turned over and stretched out on the bench, looking up at the cool blue sky. It was largely calm today, the perfect time for the students at the monastery to enjoy the outdoors. Feeling more relaxed by the moment, Byleth thus closed her eyes and drifted into a light sleep, unaware that someone else had already found her.
The white-haired head of the Black Eagle house was also in need of a break, though it her case it was from studying. Those last few tests had been a lot harder on her than she had imagined, and she could do with some way to relieve her stress. She had taken a walk outside to try and clear her head, though since she had finished her exams for the time being, there was no need to pull any all-nighters for now — but nonetheless, she did feel rather wound up as of late.
“Hm? Seems like the Professor has finally succumbed…” Edelgard von Hresvelg mused aloud as she took notice of her favorite teacher snoozing on the bench. She couldn’t resist chuckling to herself; the exam period really had taken its toll on teachers and students alike.
Wait a minute, she thought to herself suddenly. Did the Professor actually take her shoes off?!
She rubbed her eyes before looking again. She definitely took her shoes off, she thought to herself.
It wasn’t a secret she wanted others to know about against her will, but Edelgard had always had an attraction to women, and she was especially interested in female feet. She had more than once fantasized about what Byleth’s feet had looked like, but as far as she knew, it was likely she’d never find the answer to that question — this was her teacher , after all, and it would feel weird to ask one of the staff members to take their shoes off.
And yet, here she was, getting an eyeful of the professor’s large soles. It was like she couldn’t believe her eyes, and a strange hunger started forming within the recesses of her soul as soon as she realized that no, she wasn’t dreaming after all.
The feet in question were currently dangling close to the edge of the bench; as Edelgard took a step closer, hoping not to wake her up, the teal-head’s toes moved in a sort of pointing motion, peeking a bit over the armrest on the side. She moved a little, causing Edelgard to freeze on the spot, but only to make herself more comfortable in her rest. Then the professor started quietly snoring, her feet rubbing together as she remained totally oblivious to any sign of one of her favorite students sneaking up on her.
Creeping right up to the bench, Edelgard slowly, gently, surreptitiously lifted Byleth’s feet off of it so she could take a seat on it herself, before setting them down in her lap. Now she could get a closer inspection, and what a sight they really were.
Byleth’s soles were quite large indeed, long yet a bit wide as well. Her arch was defined yet wide like her sole, pale and smooth as silk. Her toes were likewise long and perfectly round with a light pink polish on her nails, wiggling just slightly as she continued sleeping without even realizing that Edelgard was there.
“I am certain to be getting detention when she wakes up,” Edelgard whispered to herself. “But this is more than worth it.”
