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Story by IceLeung:

Deep in the frozen mountains of the north, those who managed to make their way to the
capital of Yakyakistan would always find a warm if rather.. Enthusiastic, welcome waiting for
them. But after braving the cold and snow and finding the protection and warmth of the city’s
high walls, it would be considered a relief by most who actually managed to get out there for
whatever reasons they may have. It certainly helped that visitors to the capital were seen as
interesting, though of course they were always ready to prove that yaks were of course the best
at everything they did.

It was that desire that had led Yahya to the Feathered Hearth one particular evening
along with a few of her friends. They had caught wind of a pair of travelers who had arrived the
other day, ambassadors coming all the way from Equestria on a goodwill tour of sorts, if the
rumors were to be believed. Apparently they had been making quite the scene there, taking to
the tavern’s unique culture fast and causing more than a few of the local girls to leave in a
fluster. Such talk had piqued her curiosity quite a bit, and so she had convinced a few of her
friends to join her there for an evening.

The first thing that caught Yahya’s eye upon arriving was that the two were in fact quite
cute; a pair of stallions in what looked to be the prime of their adult lives. One an earth pony with
a handsome tan-blonde coat and properly blonde mane, and the other a unicorn with dark blue
fur, his mane in streaks of two different shades of brown. They were currently at one of the
larger booths tucked into a corner of the tavern, and as Yahya and her friends approached, she
immediately took notice of the necklaces adorning each of their necks they were identical,
stretchy cords laced with a few beads but, more importantly, each one was also sporting two
small feathers.

What made The Feathered Hearth so unique among Yakyakistan’s many social watering
holes was the special gimmick it used to encourage more intimate social interactions. Upon
entering, you were given the choice of a necklace or horn band to wear, and the accessories on
them were a reflection of your interests for the evening. Feathers tended to be the most
common though, and sporting two feathers like both of the stallions were, meant that you were
looking to have some fun tickling anyone who might be interested in such a thing. Though if you
were interested in being tickled, you would wear a piece sporting just a single feather.
Much like Yahya and her friends were doing at the moment, bands wrapped around their
left horns as they rather smoothly slid themselves into the booth with the pair of cute young
men.

The introductions between them all went rather smoothly, the two almost certainly having
had a few rounds of cider already with the soft pink tinge to their cheeks. But they certainly
weren’t drunk by any stretch, more so just happy to allow the girls some time with them so they
could all indulge in some fun, light chat coming naturally as the girls would order a round for
themselves as well.

The pair turned out to hail from Ponyville, which Yakyakistan knew of fairly well from
several other members of the town having visited in the past. The earth pony introduced himself
as Flicker Feather, and the unicorn as Stable Reins. It seemed that they had indeed been
selected as ambassadors to the land to help establish stronger relations with yaks, Flicker
himself already knowing a few from having been there in the past on a trade company job.
Stable had been brought along because he apparently had a few personally-crafted inventions
to show off to the village leaders, but wouldn’t say much else past that.

Still, it was Yahya who inevitably got the ball rolling on their real reason for being there
after everyone was feeling quite relaxed and eager. She had found herself in the very middle of
the U-shaped booth, both stallions on her left, and it was inevitable when the yak girl would
suddenly lean back, lifting both of her booted feet up onto the table in front of her and flash both
boys a challenging smile.

“So, Yahya hears that pony boys know how to make yak girls swoon. How about
showing Yahya just what you can do?”

Those words would end up sealing her fate for the evening rather quickly, as the pair
would merely grin at each other for a moment before each giving a nod. It was then that Stable
had asked Yahya’s friends on her right to scoot over a bit, and once they had there was a
sudden flash and the unicorn was there on her other side! Apparently he could teleport, an
impressive feat to the yaks at the booth. But of course that wasn’t the focus for long as Stable
and Flicker would both reach out, undoing the laces on Yahya’s boots and slipping them off with
their bare hands, exposing a set of snug-looking wool socks that stopped at her ankles just
below her leg fur. Though they were quickly slipped off as well, leaving nothing to hide or protect
the impressive soles.

Yahya was the type to pride herself on keeping her body in peak shape, and her feet
were of course no different. Washed and lotioned daily, her feet were an impressive size 20 in
Equestrian, though she didn’t know it. She would simply get boots from the local cordwainer as
needed if a pair ever got small, which they had many times over her life. Her soles were broad
and tall, with long yet thick toes atop them that flexed and wiggled in the warm tavern air, a
pleasant floral scent teasing both boys’ noses as they moved in towards their targets, each
taking hold of the foot closest to them.

Just that alone actually made Yahya jump though, and it was no surprise to either of
them. After all, they could both feel just how soft and smooth the yak’s large soles were, almost
like pairs of silken pillows more than anything else. Their fingers would sink into the soft flesh
without any resistance, and almost right away Yahya was tensing up.
“Ohh dear… Flicker, did you see that just now?”

“I certainly did; seems our new friend here isn’t as tough as she tried to let on.”
The verbal teasing was almost as bad as the physical. Almost. Because their fingers
were barely showing any mercy as they pushed down just a bit, scrapping slowly along the balls
of her feet. Skittering lightly over her arches. Scritching around on her heels. Every motion
sending jolts of ticklish sensations up the yak’s strong legs and making her body jerk while
high-pitched whines slipped from her lips.

“Having trouble up there already Yahya?” Stable cooed, his fingers walking around on
the ball of her foot just beneath her flexing toes.

“Sure seems like you might be,” Flicker chimed in, nails dragging in circles on her left
heel. “We could always be even gentler for you.~”

Of course, the yak girl wasn’t going to let them break her so easily, giving a shake of her
head, “N-No… Y-Yahya is… F-Fihihihihine!”

“Well, if you say so.” Stable’s next words were followed by his fingers suddenly digging
down into the ball of her right foot, and moments later Flicker did the same as he swept up to
her arch.

Much as Yahya’s body told her to pull her feet back, she didn’t dare to do so. Each
stallion had their second hand grasping onto her big toes almost like they were handles, using
them to keep her twitching to a minimum. She didn’t dare risk yanking back and tossing them
with her. Then there was the fact that… Well, she was just flat out enjoying this. Yahya’s friends
all knew of her love for being tickled, the yak girl actually the type to love being dominated
through such gentle means. She was usually the biggest in a crowd, and to have that size and
muscle mean nothing just got her body hot and bothered in the best ways. And while her friends
were always happy to help her indulge, to have a pair of cute, smaller boys wrecking her
through gentle touches… Well, it was making her heart race, and her cheeks were already a
nice shade of red that had nothing to do with the drinks she’d had earlier.

“YEEEHEHEEEAHAHAHAAAAA!” She suddenly found herself letting out an involuntary
squeal as she could feel both sets of hands sinking their fingers in now, scribbling at her big
toes while raking all over the large plush soles at their mercy. It was enough to make Yahya hug
herself firmly, trying not to flail about in the booth too much lest she knock into either of the boys.
She could feel more eyes on her now, not just those of her friends, but she didn’t really mind it.
How could she when she was so busy having a fantasy of hers come to life?
“Goodness! I think that Yahya here has some very ticklish tootsies.”
“Yup, would be a reeeeeal shame if we let such a tender spot go to waste.”
Before she knew it, there were fingers slipping into the gaps of her toes, making Yahya
shriek even louder, her squeals almost echoing on the walls.
“NYEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEE, Y-YAHAHAHAHAHAHYA’S TOHOHOHOHOHOES
AHAHARE THEHEHEHENDEEEEER!” She didn’t know what else to say, her mind going fuzzy
from just how much she was enjoying this. All she could hope was that there wouldn’t be a
noticeable stain on her pants when this was over… But oh, she didn’t want this to be over, not
tonight.

And it wasn’t of course, the duo all too happy to scritch, squeeze, and tickle at each one
of Yahya’s soft toes, working them over in random order but both eventually culminating at her
big toes, keeping them still as their nails sunk in deep on the plush and plump flesh to stimulate
the nerves there without any mercy. It was enough to make Yahya the loudest in the tavern by
far at that point, her laugh practically shaking dust from the rafters.
“WAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHEHEHEHHOOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOOOHO
HOHOHOHAHAHEHEHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEHEHEHEEE!!!
S-SUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHHUUCH TIHIHIHIHIHIICKLY
STAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAALLIOHOHOHON FIIHIHHIHINGEHEHEHERRS!!!
YAHAHAHHAHAHYA LOHOHOHOHOOHOHOVE FOHOOHOHOHORWAHAHAHHAARD
POHOHOHOHONY BOHOHOHOHOYS!!”
“Ohhh, you love us already? Guess that’s one way to win over a big, beautiful yak girl’s
heart, eh Stable?”

“Yeah, seems to me like she’s all too eager to keep getting what we have to offer. So
how about we make sure she has no choice?”

By this point the tickling had actually died down a considerable bit. They hadn’t actually
stopped, but now they were focused more on soft, skittering tickles and slow drags over the
soles to let Yahya come down from her more manic state of laughter. It still left her a giggly
mess of course, her hands clutching at her cheeks by now. Her brow was sweaty and her lips
stuck in a broad smile that showed her teeth, a bit of drool even hanging on the bottom. Her hair
had gotten messy from her shaking as well, bangs hanging over her right eye somewhat. Not
that it hid her pupils, which had actually shrunken at the sight of what she saw before her.
Stable’s horn was actually lit up now, his magic having brought out a series of
golden-yellow metallic rings from a bag he had on him. They were all sealed shut for the
moment, but she could see the interior of each one was lined with soft, fuzzy nubs that definitely
looked like they would tickle just from mere contact to her skin. And each one seemed almost
perfectly fitted for one of her toes, which they were now hovering over each one of her lower
digits.

“If you love our touch so much Yahya, then you’re in luck; I’m going to put these special
tickle pet toe rings on you, one by one,” the unicorn explained, still grinning as he already began
to make one lower to her right pinky toe, the device snapping open as it approached. Once it
was at the base of the toe, it suddenly snapped shut, snug around the digit and making her
squeak from the sensation of the soft nubs rubbing on her skin. “And once I’ve placed all ten on
you, you’re gonna belong to me and Flicker here. Isn’t that right bud?”
“Ohh yeah; it’s an ancient pony law, in fact,” the earth pony added, snickering a bit as he
watched the next ring already starting to creep down to the yak’s other outer toe. “A fun little
way to show that you’ve been claimed by the ones you adore in life. Doesn’t that sound fun
Yahya?”

“GnnnhnhnhnhnhnhmhmhmhmmmmmMMHMHMHM!” She couldn’t help but squeal
again as her other pinky toe was ringed… But she found herself slowly nodding through her
fingers. The soft bumps inside the rings made even flexing her toes tickle now, snickers rising
just from the motions. Every move she made now was going to tickle at her toes… And the
thought of that was making her body even warmer now, a hand instinctively going down
between her legs as she thought of having her daily life filled with such fun sensations all the
time.

“I’m going to take those elated squeals and giggles as a sign that we should keep
going,” Stable hummed, fingers still dragging slowly across the right sole while Flicker dug his
own nails into the left one’s arch.
“Ohh yes, I think dear old Yahya is eager to see just what sort of life we could give her,”
Flicker added, snickering as he pinched at the pads of the toes to make the kay girl squeal and
jump in her seat.

He was right too, of course. Yahya’s mind was mostly a melted mess of bliss by this
point, the boys having tickled her into submission quite handily even considering her personal
kink for all of the stuff going on right now. She was just so happy to finally have found not just
one boy to scratch at her itch, but two at the same time! No yak boy was ever as small as your
average stallion, so to have them both so invested in making her theirs… Well, how could she
have ever declined such an opportunity?

She didn’t give a single protest as the remaining rings would come down, each clamping
onto the base of her toes one by one, moving inwards each time. It would eventually culminate
with her big toes, the last two rings coming down together and locking into place at the same
time. The sensation sent a particularly strong jolt of pleasure through Yahya, who bit her lip and
let out a muffled squeal of pure happiness, eyes closed and cheeks flushed as she began to
wiggle her toes around happily, snickering at the sensations that came from the fuzzy nubs
lining each ring’s interior.

“And with that, we have ourselves one beautiful, big yak pet for ourselves! Quite the
catch if I do say so myself, given these beautiful stompers of hers. So Flicker, what should we
do with her next?”

“Hmmm, well there’s just so much we could do, like-wha!”

“H-Huh?! What the… Yahya?!”

Without any warning, the yak had suddenly reached outwards, pulling the boys back
from her feet with a strong yet shockingly gentle pull, bringing her feet to the floor as she
proceeded to hoist both stallions up over her shoulders. There wasn’t really much they could do
to stop her either, her friends merely snickering in delight as they let her slip out of the booth
with them both in hand.

“If Yahya belongs to you cute clever pony boys, then Yahya needs to show you what
you’re really getting with her. And you gotta show Yahya’s friends just what you can do, too!”
she said happily, the implications clear to both boys if their widening eyes was any indication.
They could easily see the other girls at the table getting up to follow after them, Yahya’s
approaching the front counter only confirming it.

“But Yahya thinks we might need private room for what comes next,” she said with a
heady tone to her voice. It was enough to make Flicker and Stable glance at each other again,
the two sharing the same thought as they heard Yahya asking for the largest overnight room the
tavern had.

All of this was absolutely worth it.
And while the evening to come would melt into a long, almost endless marathon of
pleasure and ticklish delight for all of them, when things did eventually calm down and they all
began to drift to sleep atop a huge, cozy bed clad in thick blankets that kept their bare forms
quite warm, the stallions would be held close in the embrace of their new tickle pet. Needless to
say, their trip here would only end far too soon now.

But of course, eager and clever minds like theirs would soon be hard at work to make
that less of a problem…