I apologize for not being able to update this blog in the past few months - I am going through a difficult and hectic period at the moment, and will probably have to defer all future updates until a time when things calm down. But rest assured that I'm still doing artwork and hopefully will continue doing writing as well! I've got plenty of ideas to choose from that I still need to put on paper. ;P
Anyway, last month, I decided to add some variety to my Patreon rewards and also step a bit outside of my extremely restricted comfort zone with regards to the tickle stuff I write - namely, both the monthly reward for this past July and the story attached to it are the first time in a long while that I've produced tickle content where all the participants are female. It's a rarity, but with the characters concerned being among my favorites from a game I've been obsessively playing for over half a year now, there was no way I was going to pass this up. As always, I'm not going to be sharing the full story; it is, however, available for those who subscribe to my Patreon, with the link to the post in question being provided at the end of this preview. If you want to find out what happened next, join my Patreon today!
Fate/Grand Order (c) Type-Moon
by Skaea
With a groaning noise like an awakening chthonic horror, the Bewitching Black Serpent, the original Rider, struggled against the bindings that contained her, preventing her from exacting her savage vengeance upon this world. And just as well, too, for she was of great and terrible power, her furious retribution as inescapable as it was inevitable.
Which was why, at least according to the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, what she and the Sakura Saber were about to do to her was going to be so, so worth it.
“Why did I agree to this?” Medusa grumbled. “If you had told me that you were going to chain me to the wall of this inexplicable dungeon cell, I would’ve reconsidered.”
The pink-haired girl by her side gave her the most adorable baby-eye she could manage. “Awww, please? For us? You’re helping us settle a debate, and you’re not going to say no to that, right?”
“Okita-san, don’t be ridiculous, she agreed to do everything we specified!” her dark-haired companion responded, rolling her blood-red eyes in exasperation. “Look, she even has a happy smile on her face already!”
“All I did was say yes, and I didn’t think it would involve, well, this!” Medusa tried to pull her arms free from the shackles bolting her to the nigh-indestructible stone wall behind her as a demonstration, and completely failing to actually do so. She felt a slight relief that at least her blindfold hadn’t been thrown in – perhaps the dark-haired girl now eyeing her freshly de-booted feet was not such a monster after all despite her claims to the contrary.
But Oda Nobunaga was not going to let her purple-haired Rider friend miss out on this. It was going to be a show to go down in history, and Medusa was going to have a front-row seat!
“I suppose I did word it in such a way that you wouldn’t have questioned it until after we got you in this thing,” Nobu chuckled. “Though of course I’ve always been kinda sneaky that way, so it can’t be helped!”
“Is that why you’re a four-star, to deceive the players into believing you’re easier to obtain?” Okita Souji asked, raising an eyebrow. “You do know you were a welfare back in the first Gudaguda event, right? They’re four-stars by default.”
“Don’t remind me!” Nobu snapped. “But that’s beside the point. What I bought in our purple-haired friend for is to settle this ridiculous debate we’ve been having for four hours now!”
Medusa gulped, her eyes widening as she connected the dots within a split second. “And that debate is…?”
“Simple,” Nobu replied, giving her a sly look and wiggling her fingers teasingly. “Which one of us is the better tickler?”
“NooooOOO…!”
“This was the only way to resolve it.” Okita poked at the big toe of Medusa’s right foot, making her flinch. “Alright, Nobu-san, you take one foot and I take the other. Anything goes – any implements or techniques we can think of. But rest assured, this will be Okita-san’s great victory once I get her to cry for mercy!”
Naturally, she coughed a second later, a trickle of blood coming from her mouth. Nobu passed her a tissue to wipe the blood off without missing a beat.
“You’re on,” the Demon King replied with the most evil grin on her face.
Medusa’s heart sank. This would take a while…
“Alright, let us begin,” said Okita, placing the nail of her index finger against the exact center of Medusa’s plush right sole. “We’ll start slow, but ramp it up as we go along. The first of us to get Rider to say the safeword will be the victor!”
“Safeword?!” Medusa began to panic. “I don’t recall there being a safe—“
“You’ll have to find out for yourself~“ replied Nobu. She didn’t even wait for a response before she started dragging a single fingernail down Medusa’s left arch.
“Hey! I didn’t give us the go-ahead! That’s cheating!” With an indignant pout, Okita started to trace her fingernail in a circle around Medusa’s other sole. Both of these sensations were already enough for the hapless Rider to start giggling, chewing her bottom lip to try and stifle the flurry of giggles.
“It can’t be helped, Okita-san,” Nobu replied. “Nobody said we’d have to start at the same time, right?”
Medusa had to agree that there wasn’t such a specification, but she couldn’t say a thing, not while trying to hold in the laughter. The feeling of the girls’ nails tracing the creases and folds and ridges of her naked soles sent signals like bolts of tantalizing lightning running up her legs and through her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, but she knew that wouldn’t be of much use against the escalating torment.
“Well, in that case…” Okita smirked in anticipation, and then, right before Nobu’s eyes, she started wiggling four fingers instead of just the one upon the foot she had chosen. That was all it took for the gorgon to finally crack.
“PFFFFHAHAHAHAHA! NONONONO STOHOHOP! ENOHOHOUGH! HEHEHEHE GO BACK TO JUST THE ONE FINGER, PLEHEHEHEEEEASE!”
“Nice try, but none of those are safewords.” Nobunaga also dug all five of her nails into Medusa’s soles. “You’re going down, Serpent Woman!”
“NOHOHOHO FAHAHAHAIR!!”
Medusa tugged at her restraints more intensely now, shaking her head and knocking her knees together as ten long nails continued their titillating dance along her delicate, sensitive feet, moving up to the bases of her decently long toes and then down towards the heels before she could grab at them. She wanted to pull her feet away so badly, but the GudaGuda girls had thought ahead in that respect, which meant that they had used two metal arches bolted to the pedestal she was seated upon (with a pillow under her tuchus, thankfully) to secure her ankles where they couldn’t escape. All she could do was wiggle her feet around and try to dissuade them.
“Oh, can’t have that now, can’t we?” Nobu managed to catch Medusa’s toes with her free hand, and then began pulling them back so her arches were taut and vulnerable. As soon as her victim saw this, her eyes went wide.
“No no no NO NO—“ But it was too late, for a second later she felt Nobu’s fingers digging into her stretched, helpless sole, scratching oh-so-lightly at where the arch met the heel. Medusa shrieked and squealed, shutting her eyes again and trying to yank herself free. “EEEEE! EEHEHEHEEE!!”
“Do you really have to go so intense so quickly, Nobu-san?” asked Okita, also tugging back the toes on Medusa’s other foot in an imitation of her companion, at the same time wiggling two fingers upon the center of that respective arch. “It should be obvious that a slow buildup would be much more effective in the long-term.”
“Oh, don’t be a coward! You know you have to be quick and methodical in order to truly break them!” Nobunaga continued moving her fingers with increasing speed, exploring the smooth heel and the ball of the captive foot, even briefly scritching at the base of the laughing gorgon’s big toe. “I’m going to find aaaaaall of Rider’s tickle spots, and once I break her, then I will surely be the winner. An SSR five-star tickler!”
“TH-THAT’S NOT HOW IT WOHOHORKS!” Medusa cried out in hysterical indignation. “YOU’RE A WELFAHAHAHARE, NOT OBTAINABLE FROM THE GACHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Oh, so that’s how you’re gonna play it?” Nobu gave the Rider a fearsome look and a smile that was all teeth. “That is an insult I won’t take sitting down. You asked for it!”
Before Medusa could respond, she let out a SHRIEK as Nobu raked all five nails along her stretched sole, up and down and all around like and angry cat mauling a scratching post. Souji, still having a slightly exasperated look on her face, did the same with the other foot.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY I’M SORRYYYY! I SHOULDN’T HAVE SAHAHAID THAHAHAT!” Medusa howled.
“Too late to apologize, you ticklish sneaky snake!” Nobu replied with an evil cackle. “It can’t be helped!”
“You made your bed, Medusa, now lie in it,” added Okita with an apologetic smile, continuing to scritch and poke at the center of that ticklish arch and the stem of the gorgon’s big toe.
All Medusa could do was watch and laugh, now shaking more frantically against her bindings. She tugged and yanked at her bound wrists, but there was no way she could escape the feeling of her captors’ nails scribbling all over both feet at once.
The fact that the stone they were attached to was beginning to show tiny cracks coming from where the bolts were did not register with any of them. Yet.
TO BE CONTINUED... ON MY PATREON:
PATREON REWARD FOR JULY 2020
Eagerly awaiting your next story!
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