It caught Roy’s interest early on when he first discovered the power coming from the city of Tokyo. He always had his ear to the ground when it came to unnatural and downright magical events surrounding other worlds, but he hadn’t experienced this before. The polar bear was used to figuring out ways to use his technology to pull beings from other worlds to collect them.
Stories of characters of all sorts showing up in Tokyo were becoming widespread. Large beastmen of all shapes and sizes appearing from portals quickly went from rumors to something that was simply a fact of life as evidence became harder to ignore for the public that this was indeed happening.
All of the creatures seemed to come from worlds of their own. Something was drawing them to this world that even they seemed not to fully understand. As soon as it became clear to Roy that this was no mere rumor he got to work adapting his technology. What was once used to tap into other worlds and nab any creature he desired was quickly recalibrated over a few weeks into intercepting the portals that appeared around Tokyo.
Instead of appearing in Tokyo; the creatures who came through the portal would appear in Roy’s lab. It didn’t take long at all for the polar bear to test this theory; as the night he finished work on this new technology not one but two creatures came through.
Arsalan the lion, and Shino the canine.
Roy had already taken the liberty of setting up their summoning so they arrived not only fully bound but entirely restrained. Both the lion and canine appeared to Roy not with their bodies, but their bare feet sticking through the bondage in the wall the polar bear had set up for them.
“H-Hey! What is this?” The voice of the canine named Shino cried out. He sounded angry.
“Whe-Where is this?” The older gruff voice of Arsalan cried out.
How the two were laid out in the bondage was unique, with Arsalan on his back and the poor helpless Shino trapped on his belly. From Roy’s perspective, the lion’s feet were spread far apart with both of the canine’s between them on the wall. They squirmed and tugged on their ankles looking for freedom to no avail.
There was no sense in giving the two any false assumptions about how their life was about to unfold. Roy simply grinned to himself as he stood outside of their chamber and hit a few buttons on his machinery to summon the necessary tools.
Two large brushes the size of Arsalan’s large feet began to attack his soles. When he roared with laughter it was music to Roy’s ears.
“BWAAAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAHAHAHA!” Arsalan cried out sounding like a true lion’s roar.
“Wh-what’s wrong? Why are you laughing?” Shino replied with confusion. “St-Stop that!”
The feet of the lion began to squirm frantically. Roy chuckled as he pressed another button on his machinery and several strings began to fall to loop around his toes and yank them back. The brushes continued to scrape side to side against the lion’s thick arches.
“AAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“What’s gotten into you? Why the hell are you la-AAAH!”
Without warning amidst Shino’s confusion Roy set two large vibrators to be attached to his feet. They were large; enough to cover most of the area of his soles. As the buzzing began Roy could see on the monitor that the canine was losing it.
“A-Ahahahhh! G-Get off! Get the hehehell away from me!”
His feet wiggled and writhed but Roy had made sure to strap the vibrators tightly. Now the two large fur men were laughing hysterically together unable to do anything but thrash and cry out.
It didn’t take long for Roy to intercept another group of summons. The first one to arrive was one appropriately named Bigfoot. He was something of a cross between a reindeer and a yeti with massive grey feet that stuck out beautifully in the corner of the wall.
Leib was a polar bear who looked similar to Roy in build. He was large; as were his feet that stuck out of the wall. He had been placed on his belly with his arms bound around his back, the opposite of Bigfoot who had been placed on his back like the third fur down the line.
Directly next to Lieb was Kimun Kamui; a grizzly bear who was even bigger than the polar bear. His feet were covered entirely in black padded paws that wiggled as he growled on the other end of the wall in confusion.
All of them were quick to start babbling with confusion about where they were, and why they could hear laughter in the area above where they were trapped where the first set of creatures were. Roy thought instead of taunting them it would be much better if they were to learn firsthand of their fate.
With Bigfoot; Roy quickly learned that the smallest touch went a long way. A mere touch on the yeti man’s feet was enough to get him to crack up on the other side. Being a creature from the mountains his feet must normally be contained in thick padded boots which had made them soft and sensitive over the years. A simple feather was enough to make him giggle, while the half-dozen that were sent upon his feet were enough to make him howl.
“Aahahahaha! N-Nooo! Not the tohohhoes! Plheheease!” Bigfoot pleaded as his big feet were tickled. A feather ran between his toes on either of his feet sawing back and forth as the others raced up and down his arches swishing and teasing.
Lieb wasn’t as sensitive. He grunted at the touch of something soft, but it was clear he’d need an extra push to reach similar levels of hysteria as the yeti next to him. Something rougher than a feather.
The polar bear had been the most stoic of the three newcomers. While Bigfoot had betrayed fear on his face and the grizzly had betrayed anger; the polar bear had remained largely neutral until the moment the first rollers was placed against the balls of both of his feet.
That’s when the polar bear’s face shifted. He began to crack up; laughing and snickering slowly at first and then quickly crumbling as giggles overtook him. His feet began to writhe, so Roy simply pushed the rollers down harder so there was nowhere to escape.
“Aahahaha! Ammmmmph! Ahahaha~!” The polar bear growled. Each giggle sounded like a grunt or whine, but it was still wonderful to Roy.
With a simple press of a button, more rollers were added lining up and down the length of the bear’s massive feet. From his toes down to his heels six rollers were put in place with three for either foot. The polar bear’s eyes shot wide open in the monitor as the rest of them began to sit down and spin their long tufts of tickly fur against his bare feet.
“Aaahahahaha! Ahahahahha! T-Tickles! Tickles ahahahahahaha!” The polar bear cried out. Lieb began to thrash and twist but was unable to hide his ticklish feet from the onslaught of the rollers.
The grizzly bear named Kimun Kamui was already grunting by the time Roy turned his attention to him. He kept shifting and tugging looking for freedom as he watched nervously the other two beastmen lose their heads in the space beside him. He knew that a similar fate awaited him, and despite his gruff exterior, he seemed worried.
A dead giveaway for ticklish soles. Roy tested it again like before and sure enough, it took very little to get Kimun Kamui to start to break. Try as he might to deny it a clear grin was on his face with little more than a touch against his right foot.
Roy decided it would be fun to break such a tough-looking bear with a soft tool. Something to drive home how ticklish he was, and how helpless his strength was here. He grinned and used the computer to call out more tickly tools to the feet of the bear.
Four of the largest and softest paintbrushes Roy had ever seen came into view. Their long plump ends of fur were even bigger than the bear’s toes; which became very apparent as the brush moved forward and enveloped them in soft fluffy fur.
“Mmhmhmhmph! Nngghhnmmmph! A-Ahahahah!” A growl-like sound escaped from the bear that quickly betrayed itself as helpless laughter the more it lingered. He began to pull and writhe twisting and kicking as more of the brushes were placed against his soles. One began to swirl around the arch of his right foot while the other rushed up and down the length of his left.
Kimun Kamui’s toes weren’t spared in the slightest. They took the brunt of the ticklish force as the brushes swept back and forth and back and forth in a maddening sweep that never seemed to end. It kept the poorly grizzly howling and succumbing to laughter just as the other beast men beside him had.
It mattered little how strong they thought they were; even the strongest men broke from a tender touch.
It wasn’t long after that when Roy got a signal that another group was being intercepted. Very quickly this room was filling up. He had expected one or two summons to come through to his facility but when he noticed it was three more incoming on his monitor he realized that would make eight whole creatures for his entertainment.
“Wonderful,” Roy said as one by one the summons appeared; already in their bindings and confused by what was happening.
Hombre Tigre was the first to arrive filling out the slot on the far bottom left of the room. A large muscular tiger man with a big fluffy white mane around his neck. His big feet were wide and a wonderful shade of cream that instantly caught Roy’s attention. There was a lack of paw pads on them, which meant he’d have to get a bit more creative with his tickle methods.
Roy grinned; as this meant he was able to permit himself to be more ruthless. He decided that ideal toys for these sorts of feet would be large circular spinners powered by motors. Large fluffy discs came from the ground attached to metal snake-like tubes that were quick to monitor his feet.
“What’s going on?” Hombre Tigre cried out as he kept jerking and thrashing. “M-My feet are stuck! Hey!”
The concern about his feet being stuck quickly transformed into concern over them being tickled as the motors roared to life. They struck at his feet; spinning at full speed as they set themselves right to the center of both of his soles. The brushes were so wide that just one of them covered nearly all of Tigre’s foot, and all they had to do was glide up and down a few inches on endless repeat to ensure every inch was properly tickled.
“A-Ahahahah! Wahahahait! Th-Thahahahaht tickles! Aahahahahah c’mohohohohon now! That tickles whahahhay too much! Eeehehehehehe!”
He thrashed and squirmed and tugged on his ankles but nothing could get his feet away from the devious touch of the brushes. His toes didn’t even need to be restrained; as the brush’s bristles were thick enough to stab at his toes and tickle them even if he tried to scrunch them. In fact; doing so might have tickled more as it only pushed up his feet to make the bristles torment even more of his sole at once.
“AAHAHAHAHAHA!”
The second of the three newcomers to arrive was Tsathoggua. He seemed to be an urban legend of sorts, though far less ghastly than the one that Roy knew about. This one was instead another beast-men. The only notable difference that made him stand out was a second set of pointed ears next to his bear-like ones as well as what looked like a third eye of sorts shut right in the center of his forehead.
Other than that, in Roy’s opinion, he looked just as deliciously ticklish as the others. He had large padded feet that looked like they were dying for attention.
Roy summoned an experimental tool for this pair of feet. A living slime that dripped from the ceiling and soon got to work. Tsathoggua’s reaction upon feeling the strange substance was to gasp and cry out, but as it started to drag and roll over his feet his confused whines quickly turned into even more confused giggling.
“I-It tickles! Whahahahat the heheheck is that?” The creature cried out with a howl.
The slime was able to vibrate, harden, and poke and play with ease. It oozed between Tsathoggua’s toes before buzzing or running over his arches before scraping. The more it tickled the more it learned, and the more desperate Tsathoggua’s cries became.
“AHAHAHAHA GEHEHEHT IT OOFFF! GHEEHHET THAT OHOHOHFFF OF MEHEHEHEEEE!”
The last of the beast men to arrive was Breke. He was a touch more slender than the other furs thus far, a bit more muscular instead of chubby. That didn’t change him from having a pair of massive feet that Roy couldn’t wait to exploit.
Nothing pleased Roy more than to pick something traditional for this last pair of soles. Half a dozen brushes would do the trick. He summoned them to attack the soles of the wolf before he could even properly process where he had woken up or how he had gotten here. Before he was even able to think upon arriving he was subject to howling laughter.
“AHAHAHAHA! HOHOHOHOHOHO CRAHAHAHAHAP! THAT TICKLES! AHAHAHAHAAH!”
The brushes raced to go between his toes and roll over his heels and the balls of his feet. The poor wolf thrashed but all those muscles meant nothing with Roy’s tormenting tools on hand. He could fight all he wanted but he wasn’t going to escape anytime soon, and the tickling itself would continue for quite some time.
The same went for all of the guests Roy had intercepted. He took a peak at the monitors back to the first two beastmen to arrive and noticed something odd.
Arsalan and Shino seemed to be… enjoying themselves. Not only that, but Shino was currently happily laughing as he intentionally tickled Arsalan’s pits. The lion roared with even more powerful laughter than before squirming and thrashing about but not with the sort of hysteria Roy would have expected.
He noticed a similar change in all of the other guests as well. Though their initial reactions had been strong the group on all the monitors before him didn’t look distressed or miserable; they looked downright happy. It wasn’t just being forced to laugh due to the tickling they were enjoying themselves.
“Ahahahaha! Yehehehes! Mohohohre! Tickle me mohohohre!” One of them cried out. It was Big Foot, the yeti man. He looked downright pleased to have feathers race up and down his soles and opened his toes happily to let the long tufts graze between his toes even though it made him squirm like crazy.
“Interesting,” Roy commented to himself. He hadn’t seen a reaction quite like this before to his work, though he wasn’t against it.
It seemed that he still had a lot to learn about these summoned beast men, and plenty of time in the world to learn with one helpless laugh at a time.


Short story written by  iceburgpony

Picture by the amazing  Aciagell

All the characters belong to Lifewonders