Sydney's First

Ready or not, it's finally time to laugh~

For years, ever since Sydney learned about tickle torture online, he'd wanted to get a good hard tickling himself. But his friends were far from the finest ticklers, so he had to settle for gentle tickle fights. When he wasn't tickling his friends stupid, at least. He'd tie up others, but never really got the same in return. Usually because he tuckered them out too much. It wasn't until he met a friend in his school, a flamboyant Furfrou in his senior year, by the name of Lumiere Fairfax. Sydney goes to a K-12 school, so it really isn't unusual for the high schoolers to mingle with the middle schoolers. For a long while, he thought that the Furfrou was a goth kid, due to his dark fashion sense, never knowing what a playful fellow he was until after he wound up talking with him. They hit it off pretty quickly, and after a while, Syd learned that his new friend was a very creative dom as a passionate hobby. He loved bondage, spanking, domination, and even had an affinity for tickling. Upon learning this, his heart raced every time the cute poodle-doodle greeted him. And after knowing Lumiere for the better part of half a semester, he decided maybe it was well enough time to ask his most interesting friend a special favor. Two days before Spring Break, Sydney approached Lumi after the school bell rang at the end of the day. It took a lot of building up courage to ask, but with a smile and a hand on his shoulder, Lumiere got Sydney to open up and ask the big one.

"So uhm, Lumi, I uh... Could you, maybe ahhh... Ummm..."

"Yeeeeeessss? C'mon, don't be shy Syd, I recognize that look in your eyes. I'm very open minded, just be open with yourself and you'll be just fine~"

"Heheh... L-Lumi, could you maybe show me... H-how, er, what... Tickle torture is like?"

And Sydney's face turned a bright pink right through his fur. Lumiere grinned and giggled. "Ohhohohooo, you're sooo cute! I love to~ It'll be the best tickling of your life too. My parents are going off for their anniversary this weekend. Text me if you're ready and we can work something out, m'kay?" Sydney started giggling uncontrollably, grinning gleefully and thanking Lumiere profusely. After a walk down the road and some further discussion, they finally part ways as Lumiere's bus arrived at the stop. Skip to the next day. Sydney was so distracted all through school, he couldn't think straight with the weekend on his mind. He didn't hear a word the teachers said, and got knocked on his butt repeatedly in battle class. But he couldn't stop glowing. He even lost his cool entirely when Lumi winked at him while passing him in the hall, which really got his friends staring at him. Surprisingly enough he was able to sleep like a log after being up late, and was glad to sleep in some.

Sydney arose from his mess of a bed and immediately checked his phone, to find a text from Lumi waiting for him. It was on now. They texted back and forth for a while, and once he couldn't handle being so pent up anymore, he hopped in the shower to clean up, told his mom that he was spending the night with a friend, and went on his merry way out the door.  Lumiere picked him up in his car, but on his way to his home, he took notice that Sydney was clearly scared out of his wits in his excitement, and took him out to lunch and a movie to calm him down and foster good feels. After his first ever banh mi sandwich and a light-hearted and colorful movie at the theater, he was noticeably more calm and chipper. Especially once Lumi teased him about how much he was going to get tickled when they got home. That sure shut him up for most of the ride, he couldn't seem to find his words when he was so flustered.

It wasn't long til they arrived at the Fairfax residence, a fairly luxuriant looking home in the hills. For such an eccentrically dressed boy, he comes from a surprisingly well-made family it seemed. When Lumi got in, he called for his parents. No response. He turned and smiled at Sydney and told him to follow him upstairs. Syd's heart pounded as he trudged up the steps, and sank down into his heels as Lumi turned around to giggle at him, right before slipping a sleep mask over his eyes. He opens up a door and tells him to get on it, and not to remove the blindfold yet. Sydney nodded shyly, and then he climbed up onto it, falling face first into the squishy mass. A water bed, what a performance it is to crawl around one for the first time. He sat there obediently on the cool, wobbling bed, feeling around on the sheets below him as Lumiere tugged his legs around. Velvety blankets were between him and the rubbery blob, soft and comforting to the touch. But his distraction was quickly broken as he felt the firm embrace of a contraption he'd only fantasized about until now, the ever classic and effective ankle stocks. He bit his lower lip and grinned, shivering as the shoes were plucked from his feet, and the socks rolled off. And then a sudden jolt blasted through his spine as his friend stroked a single fingernail up his right foot, making Sydney yip oh so cutely.

Lumiere giggled at him loudly. "Heheheehee, oooohhhh, we're gunna have so much fun tonight~ Here, I gotta go get something for us... Wait til I'm out of the room, then take off the blindfold when you're ready. And your shirt too if you're comfy." He explained as he exited the room. Then it was just Sydney and the silence of the room, and the aura that filled it. He knew something was going to be staring him down when he took it off, and he was afraid to as his mind raced wildly. What might it be? Is it all his friends waiting there with camcorders? How embarrassing! Or maybe an elaborate studio, where he was being streamed live to a bunch of eccentric rich guys! He gulped and shook his head. He panicked as he thought of a room full of spiders all around him, and he couldn't even run away with his feet bound. He sweated a little... Or maybe, just maybe, it was his brother pulling a vengeful prank on- Nope. He silenced his intrusive thoughts and yanked off the blind fold. A smile crept high across his reddening cheeks as he looked ahead of him. He was in a spacious room that was dimly lit by two candles on the dresser in front of him. And between the candles was a broad assortment of toys from soft to rough and in between. And in between some pinwheels and a fluffy little makeup brush was the real kicker, which filled him with the most crippling tingles and fuzzies. The sight of himself, his own two feet bared and helplessly bound in a huge set of stocks, just like he'd always daydreamed. It was quickly getting hot in there, so he flung off his shirt as suggested earlier and let his thoughts race as he scanned the toys laid out before him.

From left to right, he saw three hairbrushes. One hard, one soft, and one seemingly in between. He curled his toes at the mere thought of those bristles grinding across the pads of his feet, he could barely stand to do it to himself with his own hairbrush. The long, stiff feathers made him shiver too as he thought of how wicked they would be if dragged between his toes. The Wartenberg Wheels were a new sight to him, he'd only briefly seen them in artwork but had no idea what they would be like, but imagined a playful little ant with the most tickly little feet skittering across his arches. There was a single pinwheel, a version next to it with three wheels, and a real menacing looking paint roller looking thing with little needles sticking out. He worried it might hurt, but quickly discounted the thought as he knew he was here for a good tickling. To the right of those was a thing that looking like a pad with way too many rubber nubs sticking up out of it. He couldn't quite identify it, but it looked like something he'd seen soap bars sitting on at a hotel once. A similar looking thingy was right next to it, but it was larger and looked hollow. He could guess that it was a bumpy rubbery mitt that fit over the hand. He couldn't wait to try that one out. Down the line a bit more was a makeup brush, thick and fluffy. He'd remembered that his mom's brush didn't have much of a sensation to it when he tried it on his hands, but it sure tickled his nose, so maybe it would work well on his soft pads. Even if not, the three different paintbrushes beside that sure would. A broad head, a bulb head, and a square head, he wondered which brush would tickle the most and where. After that was an electric toothbrush, which filled his head with many intense thoughts, as did the small electric flosser beside it, his two favorite tools from the videos. If the electric flosser didn't make him holler, the fuzzy string beside it probably would. His vivid fetishy imagination told him it was toe-floss, which he knew was not going to be an easy few minutes, as his toes were a special weak spot to him. Next to that was something new to him, a sparkly purple bag with an orange-stained little brush before it. The bag seemed to have writing on it. "Itch?" Is that the whole word, or is there more? The bag was a bit crumpled, and he couldn't quite read it in the dim lighting anyway, but his eyes were drawn away toward the backscratcher beside it. Sydney had one of those at home, and he loooved raking his friends' feet with it. He was eager to feel it done to him when he couldn't yank his feet away, as he always did in an instant when his friends tried to use it on him. And finally, a bottle of Pecha Keen lotion, which he was well familiar with as his teacher kept a bottle at her desk. He'd seen lotion used in videos before, but could only guess the function. Lubrication or moisturizing, he just assumed it made feet more sensitive to tickles one way or another.

His thoughts raced and stirred wildly in his mind for several long minutes as he stared down the many toys he knew he'd be feeling up close real soon, and also barely able to look away from the mirror's reflection of his own two soles, which looked oh so inviting for fingernails. He was a bit of a narcissist for his own feet, it's true. He scanned the drawer's toys once more and looked about the room at the scarce but room-making decorations along the walls. Then he looked back at the mirror, nearly leaping out of his hide as he saw Lumiere standing in the threshold of the door behind him. He'd not even noticed his re-entry, he'd been so distracted. Sydney started to giggle as he looked back and saw Lumi holding something that looked very very ticklish. He couldn't keep his cool any longer, grinning and giggling like a goofy little dope. Not that cool would have mattered anyway, cuz once the fluffy feather hit his toes, he'd have lost it right away anyway~




I sure do stall the actual tickle pics of all my characters, don't I? It'll come, I promise. I just wanted to draw a stocks picture from behind, (after seeing and adoring www.furaffinity.net/view/22409… ) and it blew up into this.
I also could not decide on which feather I wanted to go with since I drew two, so I put in both in this main version, but I kinda feel like they take too much space on the page or draw in too much focus or whatever. So I got three alts for ya, two with each different feather but only one, and one with no feather or hand at all and cropped down just a bit. X3

Feather 1: sta.sh/02cbzpg1vnkk
Feather 2: sta.sh/02cc4leevvfo
No Feathers: sta.sh/0zdsug8lxsu
Pick thee a winner. =X3