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Captured Together (Tickle/Escape Story, Not My Art)
A story I wrote to go with this image: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/54650987/
Apologies if I misidentified any species or misrepresented any characters.
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“G-girls! Li-histen to me-he! We have t-to bre-heak ou-hout of he-here! B-Before we go-ho ma-ha-had!”
The dog boy tries to rally his six fellow beastfolk detainees, all female, chained to the ceiling by their wrists, and subject to a wicked weave possessing inanimate objects to tickle their exposed midriffs and sides relentlessly.
“Eek! We-he ca-ha-ha-han’t! Ahhahaha!”
“Ye-hes we can! E-he-he-heveryone! D-Don’t let it ge-he-het to you! Focus and p-pull! Pull with me! PULL!”
“Don’t boss us arou-hou-hound!!”
“No, he-he’s right!”
“You he-heard him, ladies, PULL!”
“H-h-nngh!”
“H-He-Heave… h-ho!”
Abs and arms tighten through the teasing, pulling down against the restraints. Gradually, the metal bands holding their wooden stocks shut begin to groan. But so too does their resolve not to laugh.
“B-Block it ou-hout! F-Focus… nnn… focus on b-breathing. Give your muscles oxygen!”
Shivery, tittery breaths fill the dungeon, even as the enchanted tools catch wind of their plan and accelerate their maddening strokes. The bird girl, most sensitive of the group, hitches up her breath and starts to snicker.
“D-don’t… crack…”
“Fight it, girl!”
Her beak clenches and her eyes water as she hangs on by a thread.
“H-Hold it in!”
“We… nnnee-heed you…”
It comes close, but with encouragement and a dig of her talons, she resists the dominating urge to break, inhales sharply, and resumes pulling in tandem with her cellmates.
“Give it… everything you’ve… got!”
“Hhheave… hhhooo…!”
*creeeeak*
The metal chains groan louder, buckling under the weight and strength of seven mighty anthros. The horse girl’s stocks splinter as she puts in the work of two people. Debris sprinkles from the ceiling, the strain almost too great!
“Nnnearly there now… it ca-han’t hold us much longer! K-Keep pulling! Pull as hard as you can!”
“E-heveryone, on three!”
“W-W-Wu-hun!”
“T-Twooo~”
“Nngh, THREE!”
“Uuungh!”
“Hrrrrgh!”
“Aah-aaggghhh!”
The shackles give a squeal of protest, and the metal railing they connect to on the ceiling starts to bend and peel away from the stone, bolts raining more dust as they loosen and pop from their sockets. The spell goes haywire, tickle tools flying into frenzied overdrive, desperately trying to stop them before…!
*grrrrrRRRN!*
It’s… too… heavy…!
“HEAVE!!”
The girls and boy cry out and yank downward with all their remaining stamina.
*rrrrRRRR-CRACK!*
With that final pull, the metal sighs in defeat and tears apart. The room’s magic disenchants without a stationary target, shattering the poor animals’ bondage in an instant, and all prisoners fall to the floor in exhaustion.
“Huff… gasp… everyone… okay?”
“We are now… pant… thanks to you.”
Apologies if I misidentified any species or misrepresented any characters.
———
“G-girls! Li-histen to me-he! We have t-to bre-heak ou-hout of he-here! B-Before we go-ho ma-ha-had!”
The dog boy tries to rally his six fellow beastfolk detainees, all female, chained to the ceiling by their wrists, and subject to a wicked weave possessing inanimate objects to tickle their exposed midriffs and sides relentlessly.
“Eek! We-he ca-ha-ha-han’t! Ahhahaha!”
“Ye-hes we can! E-he-he-heveryone! D-Don’t let it ge-he-het to you! Focus and p-pull! Pull with me! PULL!”
“Don’t boss us arou-hou-hound!!”
“No, he-he’s right!”
“You he-heard him, ladies, PULL!”
“H-h-nngh!”
“H-He-Heave… h-ho!”
Abs and arms tighten through the teasing, pulling down against the restraints. Gradually, the metal bands holding their wooden stocks shut begin to groan. But so too does their resolve not to laugh.
“B-Block it ou-hout! F-Focus… nnn… focus on b-breathing. Give your muscles oxygen!”
Shivery, tittery breaths fill the dungeon, even as the enchanted tools catch wind of their plan and accelerate their maddening strokes. The bird girl, most sensitive of the group, hitches up her breath and starts to snicker.
“D-don’t… crack…”
“Fight it, girl!”
Her beak clenches and her eyes water as she hangs on by a thread.
“H-Hold it in!”
“We… nnnee-heed you…”
It comes close, but with encouragement and a dig of her talons, she resists the dominating urge to break, inhales sharply, and resumes pulling in tandem with her cellmates.
“Give it… everything you’ve… got!”
“Hhheave… hhhooo…!”
*creeeeak*
The metal chains groan louder, buckling under the weight and strength of seven mighty anthros. The horse girl’s stocks splinter as she puts in the work of two people. Debris sprinkles from the ceiling, the strain almost too great!
“Nnnearly there now… it ca-han’t hold us much longer! K-Keep pulling! Pull as hard as you can!”
“E-heveryone, on three!”
“W-W-Wu-hun!”
“T-Twooo~”
“Nngh, THREE!”
“Uuungh!”
“Hrrrrgh!”
“Aah-aaggghhh!”
The shackles give a squeal of protest, and the metal railing they connect to on the ceiling starts to bend and peel away from the stone, bolts raining more dust as they loosen and pop from their sockets. The spell goes haywire, tickle tools flying into frenzied overdrive, desperately trying to stop them before…!
*grrrrrRRRN!*
It’s… too… heavy…!
“HEAVE!!”
The girls and boy cry out and yank downward with all their remaining stamina.
*rrrrRRRR-CRACK!*
With that final pull, the metal sighs in defeat and tears apart. The room’s magic disenchants without a stationary target, shattering the poor animals’ bondage in an instant, and all prisoners fall to the floor in exhaustion.
“Huff… gasp… everyone… okay?”
“We are now… pant… thanks to you.”
Category Story / Bondage
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Size 120 x 69px
File Size 3.3 kB
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