(DISCLAIMER: This story is extremely naughty and features cubs in extremely naughty situations, largely relating to tickling, bondage and foot play. If that offends you then turn away now.) Animal Town was in the midst of it’s annual rainy season, and today was no exception. Heavy rain and thunder filled the skies, and the town’s most curious residents were forced to hang out indoors. Ari the young bat chose to spend the day hanging out at the home of his best friend, Elinor Rabbit, largely in the hope that he could stay for some of her family’s delicious soup. The pair always found it odd to spend a whole day indoors, usually preferring to explore the town as much as they could, but they could still find ways to have fun inside, even if it meant simply watching TV. The pair lay in front of the screen, watching whatever they happened to turn on to. ‘I don’t normally watch much TV, Ari. What cartoon is this?’ Elinor asked, squinting her eyes a little at the overly bright flashing colours on the TV screen. ‘I would have thought you’d have seen this one, Elinor, it’s got a rabbit hero!’ Ari replied, excitedly. ‘I think in the last episode, he got captured by all the bad guys, now he’s gonna escape and kick their butts!’ ‘Huh…’ Elinor struggled to maintain her focus on the cartoon, as her mind naturally wandered to thoughts of all the things she could be investigating if the rain wasn’t keeping her indoors. The action show was a little more lively and fast-paced than she liked. ‘What did they capture him for?’ ‘I..dunno. Because they’re bad guys, I guess! See, he’s the baddest one!’ Ari pointed at the TV as a tall and menacing character appeared on the screen. ‘He looks like a bat!’ Elinor points out. ‘Hmm...yeah...there is a good bat in this show too but...I guess he’s gonna show up later… once SuperBun breaks free of the villain’s lair!’ On the TV, aforementioned rabbit hero SuperBun had found himself in another cliche childrens TV predicament - captured and tied up in his mortal enemy’s lair, surrounded by a variety of easily-merchandised weaponry and accessories. The slightly camp and flamboyant bat-like villain stood next to the captured hero, who seemed to be strapped down to a wooden table. ‘You’ll never get away with this, Dr. Batty! My team of diverse and marketable friends will be along any minute to break me outta these ropes!’ said the defiant SuperBun. ‘Oh, I’m suuure they will, SuperBun, if that IS your real name…’ Dr. Batty responded, ‘The only way you’re getting out of here is if you tell me where you’ve hidden your Sword Of Power!’ ‘Don’t do it, SuperBun, don’t tell him anything!’ an overexcited Ari shouted at the TV, drowning out the show’s dialogue. ‘Umm...you know I don’t think people can hear you through the TV, Ari.’ Elinor explained, although she wasn’t sure that Ari was listening. She was now thinking of a large array of questions on how televisions work. On the TV, the hero and villain continued exchanging words. ‘You know I’ll never let you get that sword!’ ‘Oh really? Well, you know, SuperBun, I do have ways of making you talk... ‘ The bat villain lifted up a large white feather, which he held in front of SuperBun’s face. ‘No hero can withstand the torture of the feather!’ The cartoon proceeded predictably, with our bunny hero being tickle tortured for the information. Of course, the hero was not going to speak, but he did have delightfully voiced giggles. The limited animation budget meant that the same tickling footage was used a few times over, the villain smirking as he waved the feather over SuperBun’s large strapped-down feet. ‘Hmm, I wonder if a feather like that really would tickle that much... ‘ Elinor said, ‘Come to think of it, I haven’t been tickled much myself. How about you, Ari? ...Ari?’ ‘H-huh? Oh! Uhhh...s-sorry, what?’ Ari responded, looking slightly uncomfortable all of a sudden. Elinor looked at him as he seemed to fluster himself, his cheeks beginning to blush a little as his gaze switched between the TV screen and his friend. ’Oh, uh, I mean...I’m not ticklish at all!’ ‘Heh, my mom and dad sometimes tickled me when we were playing… Only for a second or two though. I dunno if I’d be able to handle getting tickled like that! Poor SuperBun…’ ‘Aah…’ Ari let out a very small flustered moan as he kept his eyes transfixed on the unusually long tickling sequence. He had no idea why, but it was making him feel very strange. Especially when they kept cutting to a close shot of SuperBun’s feet squirming and wiggling against the slow-moving feather. The matter was not helped at all by Elinor speaking so casually of herself being tickled. Although he kinda felt good, in a very weird way, he couldn’t help but feel more awkward than he had ever felt before, and he felt the need to try and stop it. ‘W-why don’t we change the channel?’ ‘Aww, but then we won’t find out how SuperBun escapes! Are you alright, Ari? You seem kinda scared?’ ‘Scared? Noo, not scared…’ Ari struggled to explain the way he was acting. He didn’t really have much of an idea himself. He got extra squirmy, crossing his legs to try and stop the odd feelings he was getting down there. ‘Aaah, I-I’m just feeling a little sick! I should really get myself home…’ ‘But then you won’t get to have soup with us!’ Elinor protested, ‘But...I’m sorry to hear you’re sick. Will you still come back tomorrow if you feel better?’ ‘O-of course!’ Ari stood up, feeling too awkward to really make much eye contact with Elinor, and with his hands covering the area between his legs that felt the strangest. ‘And hey, maybe Olive will be free to come round too tomorrow!’ ‘Hooray!’ Elinor said, ‘I hope you feel better soon, Ari!’ ‘Th-thanks, Elinor! Bye!’ Ari very quickly moved himself out of Elinor’s home, thankfully living close enough to walk home himself. He was too busy walking briskly out of the house to take notice of Elinor’s father asking him if he was alright. The confused young bat ran home, and the oblivious Elinor joined her dad in the kitchen to grab some water. ‘Um, is your friend Ari okay? He left awfully quickly…’ Mr. Rabbit asked, concerned about what may have happened. ‘You weren’t watching something scary on the TV were you?’ ‘Not really...he just started acting kinda weird, then said he felt sick. He seemed to be blushing real bad, maybe he has a fever?’ Elinor theorised. ‘Blushing?’ ‘Yeah, and he was crossing his legs and squirming like he really needed to pee or something.’ ‘Uhhh...Wh-what exactly were you watching on TV, Elinor?’ Mr. Rabbit asked, trying to avoid asking anything too awkward. ‘Just some cartoon about a superhero rabbit! The bad guy was using a feather to tickle the rabbit’s feet, but Ari started feeling sick before we could find out what happened afterwards.’ ‘So, Ari started feeling weird when the rabbit was getting tickled?’ ‘Yeah, I think that’s when it started. I hope he’s okay...’ ‘Ehhh, sweetie, Ari is probably going through something pretty confusing about his body that you’ll learn about when you’re a little older…’ Mr. Rabbit tried his best to explain his hypothesis to his daughter without, well, actually explaining much. ‘But I promise he’ll be just fine, I think he just got a little scared by how he was feeling.’ ‘...Do you think he is scared of tickling?’ Elinor asked curiously. ‘Welll...Err, w-well, no, sweetie. In fact, k-kinda the opposite?’ Mr. Rabbit was getting himself flustered and inadvertently making the conversation more awkward. ‘You’ll learn about all this when you’re ready, but I think the tickling in the cartoon actually made him very happy, in a weird way.’ ‘Aww, I don’t want him to feel bad about being happy around me, if he wanted me to tickle him I would have!’ ‘Elinor, I think we should probably stop talking about this…’ The father replied, feeling that the discussion was only going to get more uncomfortable from there, ‘It’s really something that should be private to Ari right now.’ ---------------------------- Later that night, Ari lay in his bed feeling just as weird as he had done before. His own imagination was making things worse - not only was he still repeating the scenes of tickling he had seen earlier in his mind, but the character strapped to the table was beginning to change from SuperBun to his own innocent friend Elinor. As he fell asleep, his mind was filled with thoughts of himself using that long white feather on his best friend. Simultaneously, he felt ashamed and extremely happy, and hadn’t quite yet learned what that feeling was. He just hoped that it would pass by tomorrow so he could act normal again. --------------------------- The next day, the weather remained just as poor as it had been, but Ari’s mood was much improved. The confusing feelings that had driven him crazy the previous night had subsided, and he felt ready for another day of hanging out with Elinor - albeit making sure to bring some of his own toys so that they wouldn’t have to watch any more potentially awkward television. He was his usual bright and perky self as he entered Elinor’s living room and greeted her. ‘Hi, Elinor! I’m really sorry about yesterday, I’m feeling a lot better now.’ ‘That’s great!’ Elinor said, excitedly, ‘Olive still can’t come round today, but I’m sure we can still have plenty of fun!’ ‘That’s a shame, but yeah, we’ve gotta catch up on all the playtime we missed yesterday!’ ‘Sure! You know, if you do start feeling bad again, you don’t have to try and hide how you’re feeling~ My dad said that you might have been feeling too happy, hehe!’ ‘Hehe, heh, heh, w-well, maybe...but anyway…’ Ari nervously looked away before quickly changing the subject, ‘I bought some of my figures for us to play with!’ ‘Oh, actually, I’ve already set up some stuff in my bedroom for us to play with! I think you’ll enjoy them~’ Elinor said, grabbing Ari’s hand and leading him upstairs. ‘R-really? What stuff?’ ‘Well, my dad said that maybe you were feeling weird yesterday because you were embarrassed about the tickling in that cartoon, so I thought I could try and make you more comfortable!’ ‘Oh...W-wait, What!?!’ Ari was taken aback slightly, ‘E-Elinor, I promise it wasn’t like that! The cartoon had nothing to do with it!’ ‘Are you sure? Well, still, that show got me kinda curious as to whether we can have some fun with feathers or not, so…’ Before Ari could protest further, he had reached Elinor’s bedroom, noticing immediately that the rabbit had collected an array of feathers from outside and lay them out on her bed. ‘I was thinking that you wanted to get tickled, but then I remembered you said you weren’t ticklish, soo… do you wanna try and see if I’m still ticklish?’ Elinor smiled wide, innocently, as Ari’s heart dropped in a mixture of both excitement and anxiety. He was hoping for no awkwardness today...but he also could not pass up the opportunity to tickle Elinor after thinking about it the whole night previously. ‘Uh, s-sure, Elinor! I mean, if you don’t mind...heh, you know, we don’t have to…’ Ari tried his best to put words together through his embarrassment, as he watched Elinor sit on her bed, her large footpaws immediately on display as if she was deliberately teasing him. Laying next to her was the collection of implements she had gathered for the playtime, mostly feathers but also a couple of brushes she would normally use for her hair. ‘This feather here looks a lot like the one from the cartoon!’ Elinor said as she picked up a large white one and passed it to Ari. Her tone was very playful and innocent, not knowing the mess of emotions that Ari was dealing with. Her playful teasing certainly wasn’t helping. ‘Come on, Ari, see if you can make me talk! Hehe…’ The feather that Ari was now holding was equally as white and fluffy as his best friend’s big bunny feet, and a few glances between them made sure that the flustered bat was feeling much, much hornier than before. Although he was still confused and nervous, he could at least put two and two together and know that tickling Elinor was going to make him feel extremely good. He couldn’t help but feel like he was doing something naughty, and it took some more goading for him to begin. ‘A-are you really, really sure, Elinor? I don’t wanna tickle you if you don’t want it…’ ‘Hehe, I’ll say if I want you to stop, Ari! But I can take it, after all, I’m SuperBun, remember!’ Elinor’s teasing kept making images from the cartoon flash back in Ari’s mind again. The many hours of imagining the bunny girl in the position of the tickle tortured hero had become a reality so suddenly. She was the poor captured bunny and he was now the evil, devious villain who’s gonna do things to her to make her talk. The more his mind dwelled on it the more his legs quivered like jelly. Very slowly and carefully, he pointed the feather forward and moved closer to Elinor, who was gently waggllng her big feet back and forth to tease her friend. A few seconds later, the feather made contact with her and the reaction was instantaneous. ‘Heehee!! Th-that already tickles!!’ Elinor says as she splays her toes a little, her feet waggling a little faster at the lightest initial touch of the feather. ‘Y-yeah?’ Ari asked, a wide smile appearing on his face as he looked between his friend’s giggling face and her squirming, ticklish feet. He stroked the feather up and down both of the teasing bunny feet, letting the girl feel the ticklish plume as he quickly became more comfortable with how he was feeling. ‘How much does it tickle?’ ‘Hehehe, a-a lohohot! I-I never knew Ihihi was soho tihihicklish!’ The little bunny girl giggled gleefully as she felt the tingles from the feather. Her cheeks blushed bright and her legs began squirming as she struggled to keep herself still through the tickles. ‘Mmm~’ Ari’s demeanor was becoming a lot more confident, his blatant anxiety making way for genuine smiles and delight as he enjoyed using the feather on his closest companion. As he stared at the giggling rabbit, it was difficult for him not to imagine his fantasy scenario - especially as Elinor squirmed and started flinching her legs away, he wanted to see her strapped down in his villainous lair, forced to feel her feathers for hours on end. It had only been a few minutes, and she was already beginning to tear up from laughing. Even as Ari put the feather down, she kept on giggling for a few seconds afterwards from all the tingling. ‘Hehe, that was fun! So what do you wananaahahahahaha!! Ahahaharii!!’ Elinor had been mistaken in thinking that Ari was finished, in fact, he was simply picking out a pair of even bigger feathers from the selection which he immediately put to use against her feet. ‘Hehe, you really are ticklish, Elinor! Really, really, ticklish…’ Ari’s voice became a little more lustful as he got to work with double the feathers. The rabbit found it even more difficult now to keep still, with both feet being tickled at the same time she had no way of protecting one foot with the other. As she tried her best to endure, Ari’s fetish was driving him to be a little meaner than he would normally be. ‘Stay still, Elinor! The feathers aren’t gonna get any slower!’ ‘Ihihim tryihihing!!’ Elinor squealed, falling back to lay on her bed and kick her feet against the feathers. With the bunny flailing and flinching more than ever, now to the point of occasionally placing her soles flat against the bed to protect them, Ari began thinking more and more about her being tied up, bound and helpless. She was so wonderfully ticklish when she was free to squirm, imagine how cute she’d sound if she was more vulnerable. The horny bat couldn’t help but notice a skipping rope that Elinor had left on the floor, which looked like it’d be awfully effective at tying a soft little bunny up. When Ari next put down his feathers, Elinor spent a short while just trying to regain her breath, panting and blushing as she rubbed her feet together gently. The little bunny once again thought that this was the end of the tickle session. ‘Oohehe, oh gosh~ Ari, those feathers felt so tickly! D-do you wanna play jump rope now?’ ‘Oh no, I figured there’s gotta be some way of making this even more fun for both of us~’ Ari said, grinning as he carried the small rope over to Elinor. ‘You know, if I was a real supervillain, I wouldn’t let you just roll around and wriggle away whilst you’re being tickled!’ ‘Ehehe...I think I’m getting a little tired now, I’m glad you had fun though! W-wait, Ari, what are you doing!?’ Elinor lets out a small squeal as Ari suddenly makes a move and starts wrapping the jump rope around the small rabbit’s ankles, being grateful that he had been taught how to tie knots just a few weeks prior. ‘Come on, Elinor, just a little more~ I’ve gotta just try some stuff out…’ Ari quickly tied his friend’s ankles together and kept hold of them, making sure they remained still as he grabbed one of the small hair brushes laid out next to him. ‘I’ll let you out soon, I promise!’ ‘Ari! W-wait! Wahahahahaitt!! Hahahahahahahaaa!!!!’ Elinor’s protests were quickly cut off by her loudest squealing yet as she felt the bristles of her hairbrush run across her already tenderised and soft soles. Ari kept a hand rested on her tied ankles to make sure her feet stayed perfectly still, leaving the rest of her body to thrash around on the bed as she quickly became a lot more desperate. As the bunny’s squeals and giggles filled the room, Ari found the strange feelings within him getting stronger, leading him to become a little more devious and take some pleasure in seeing Elinor’s struggle become a lot more frantic. ‘Aww, what’s wrong, Elinor? Can’t take it? Hehe…’ Ari taunted as he continued attacking his friend’s long ticklish soles with the rough hairbrush, showing no mercy to the poor rabbit. Elinor tried her best to respond and plead for a break but she was unable to make any noise other than the loud, increasingly higher-pitched laughs and whimpers forced out of her. Any hesitation that Ari had about being mean to her had fallen to the wayside, the little bat’s face now adorned with a sadistic smirk very similar to the cartoon supervillain he wished he was. As he kept staring at the sensitive bunny feet wriggling and writhing beneath his brush, his horniness continued to grow and grow until he was quite noticeably erect, his fetish now well and truly realised. Ari continued the ruthless brushing for a fair while, although to Elinor it felt like hours before she got a break. As soon as she felt the brush finally be lifted from her paws, she tried her best to plead with the boy to stop. ‘A-Ari! S-stop tickling me, please! I-I’m...o-ooh…’ Elinor’s pleas were interrupted by a much more pleasant feeling suddenly overtaking her. Not content with just letting the bristles have all the fun, Ari had begun to rub Elinor’s footpaws himself, using his hands to give her a very needed massage. ‘Th-thanks Elinor…’ Ari said, calmer but just as lustful, ‘This is so much fun...and your feet are soooo soft…’ Elinor’s cheeks already blushed brightly from the tickling, but the massage quickly made her a lot more flustered. The gratitude and care that Ari showed helped her calm down, knowing that her close friend was enjoying playing with her so much. She really hoped that he wouldn’t start tickling again, but an odd question from him raised even more wonders. ‘E-Elinor? Do you mind if...C-can I...lick your feet?’ Ari said very sheepishly, blushing brightly himself as he fondled the big rabbit soles delicately. ‘Lick? I mean...I guess!’ Elinor’s curiosity was piqued. She certainly was never expecting to be asked that, but if it was going to make Ari even happier, then she was all in favour of finding out what it felt like. ‘I bet that could feel nice!’ ‘Oh yeah…’ Without hesitating for a single second, Ari made the most of Elinor’s approval and leaned down to drag his warm tongue across the bunny’s twitching soles, letting out a small moan as he did so. Within a matter of seconds, he was feeling more pleasure than he ever thought possible - and Elinor was soon feeling very good herself too. ‘O-ooh! Ohhehe… I-it kinda tickles...but it feels super good…’ Elinor smiled as she felt her friend’s tongue gently lap at the tender soles of her feet, being able to feel a slight vibration whenever Ari moaned. A minute later, the slow licks turned to an even better feeling as the young bat took the bunny’s toes into his mouth and began suckling on them, blushing and smiling all the way as if he was enjoying a delicious lollipop. That set Elinor’s pleasure off quite adorably. Although she certainly wasn’t getting as riled up as Ari, she began to let out a few soft little moans and squeaks, and wiggled her toes to tease the bat. What the bunny couldn’t see is that Ari was enjoying himself as much as he possibly could, including physically. As he worshipped those paws, he couldn’t help but begin rubbing himself where the good feelings were at their strongest. He had never heard of masturbation before, but he was rapidly on his way to discovering how it can really feel. As he grew hornier, his tongue became more ravenous, licking all over every inch of Elinor’s feet as he kissed and suckled on her toes and arches. The sensory experience was certainly igniting something within Elinor, too, but Ari certainly wasn’t going to last long enough for her to get closure. Ari was completely lost to his own pleasure, and as he braced himself for what was to be his first ever orgasm, his fun was interrupted by a sound that filled them both with terror. ‘Hey, do either of you kids want any cookies? I just ba-baked...W-wha…!?’ Mr. Rabbit, happily holding a tray of chocolate chip cookies he was proud of baking, had carelessly walked into his daughter’s room without knocking. He was expecting to see them having fun together, but not quite expecting the sight of the young bat boy cumming in his pants with his daughter’s foot in his mouth. All three of them shared a few seconds of the most uncomfortable eye contact possible, Ari moving away slightly as he let out some very muted but high-pitched squeaks throughout his orgasm. Elinor continued softly moaning and squirming around, now rubbing her feet together to try and soothe the tingling sensations in them. Both kids, shortly followed by Mr. Rabbit himself, had extremely bright blushes on their cheeks. ‘Are you two...ummm...errr...are you two doin’ okay?’ Mr Rabbit asked, trying to cut through the atmosphere. ‘I-I think I got a little carried away, Mr. Rabbit, sir!’ Ari replied, smiling awkwardly as he tried to hide the mess he had made by crossing his legs. ‘I-it’s okay, Ari. Just…’ The father tried to think of his words carefully before speaking. ‘Just...let’s not tell anybody else about this, okay? And maybe wait a little while before trying anything like this again…’ ‘S-sorry, dad!’ Elinor said, unwrapping the rope from around her ankles. ‘Y-you were right that Ari was super hap-’ ‘Iii’m gonna go back downstairs! These cookies will be on the table when you two are ready to come down, okay?’ The father rabbit said, giving the two kids a smile before quickly closing the door behind him. He knew that he should have just explained it better to Elinor the previous day. Now he just has to hope and pray that his daughter has no further questions for now...especially not regarding why Mr. Rabbit became visibly aroused upon seeing their playtime.