tickling birds

tickling midna

" My name is Midna, I am the ruler of the Twilight Realm as the Twilight Princess. For ages my people lived in a time of peace, until that power hungry maniac took over."

A light beamed in the dark room, focusing on the bound figure in the center of the room. Bound in a spread-eagle position was a beautiful woman with long yellow orange hair and red eyes, garbed in dark cloth covered in various turquoise markings.

" He transformed my people into beasts with his foul magic and with that same magic claimed my throne for himself. Now, he has me in this chamber. I am bound, helpless, to whatever he plans to subject me too."

The door in front of Midna glowed faintly before revealing a figure, slowly approaching her. He was garbed in a black robe with crimson lining and turquoise markings, his bronze colored shoes clinking with every step. The shadow of his large metal helmet loomed over the princess, growing larger has he came closer towards her.

" Zant." Midna muttered with disgust.

" What's wrong dear princess?" Zant asked " You seem... well I guess it doesn't really matter."

" Release me! Return my people to how they were!"

" Midna, you are not in any position for demands nor can you enforce them. And besides, you are no longer ruler. They are my people, and I am the rightful ruler."

"Pah! The people would never accept you! You will be stopped, I will do it myself if I have to."

" Hahaha! I don't need them to accept me, I am ruler and for now it is all I need, save for one thing in particular which brings me to why I still have you here. Midna, where is the last of the Fused Shadow?"

" I'd never tell you."

" I thought you would be difficult. The other three pieces have already been cast out in the world of light, and I know you have the last piece. Tell me where, and I will discard you quickly."

" Never."

" Hmhmhm. Yes I will enjoy this Midna. With my magic I can torture you in variety of ways to get what I want, but I believe I have the perfect method for you."

Zant brought his hands close together and muttered a few words before clasping them together. Magical energy gathered near Midna's naked soles into a sphere before forming a small portal on the floor. The twilight mage turned towards the exit as the bound princess stared in confusion. With the door closed, the portal quickly morphed into a somewhat larger version of the reptilian metal helmet Zant wears. 

Before she could wonder what this floating helmet was meant to do, the mouth piece opened and released several small hands. Each hand had shorter middle and ring fingers and were covered in red markings. The hands wriggled their tiny fingers before dashing to Midna's exposed armpits.

"Gah!" She gasped suddenly " Kehehehe... no! Really Zant?! Tickling?!"

The wriggling and tickling congregated around the arches of her armpits, each of the tiny hands stroking her silky smooth skin. Midna fidgeted, biting her bottom lip to prevent a giggle sneaking past. For just her armpits the tickling didn't entirely bother other than the fact that it tickled. Suddenly the Twilight Princess felt pressure applied to her inner thighs and her soles.

"Aha!" Midna swiftly bursted out before silencing herself.

More of the miniature hands had been spun out of the giant Zant mask, a few squeezing at her inner thighs and others running their index fingers slowly up and down her soft soles. Midna fought the ticklish sensation, but the battle seemed to be weighed against her. She couldn't decide what was worse, the large number of hands spider tickling and squeezing her thighs or the hands teasing her feet as a few tickled in between her toes while the others occasionally spider-tickled. Either way Midna felt herself losing and when a pair of newly materialized hands starting squeezing her hips, that was her breaking point.

" GahahahahahahahaHAHahahahahaha!!" Midna broke out in laughter " Curse yohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohou ZANT!! HAhahahahahahahahahaha!!"

While Midna felt that she could handle the tickling at the other areas, her torso was another matter. Her midriff area was very sensitive, as she found out long ago, and so long as the hands steered away from her tickle button she could keep herself together.

"HAHAHahahahhahahahahaha!! Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha!! Hehehehehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahaha!! HAhahahahAHAHAhahahahaha!!"

As if they could sense where Midna was more ticklish, the small hands started to congregate around the bound princess' belly. While two hands were still squeezing her hips, the rest started to erratically tickle her belly and dig into her ribs.

" HahahahAHAHAhahahahahaha!! GehehehEHEHet away from theheheheheHEHEHEre yohohohohohohohohou demons!! Hahahahahahahahahaha!! AHAHAHAhahahahahaahahahaahahahahhaahahahaa!!!"

The hands had continuously spider-tickled Midna's silky smooth belly for a solid 10 minutes straight without touching her tickle spot. There were a few close calls but Midna managed to hold herself together. She had breathed a mental sigh of relief before she felt a ping reach the bottom of her innie.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NAAHAHAHAHAHAT MY BEHEHEHEHEHELLY BUTTON!! GEHEHEHEHEHET AWAY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Almost instantly all of the miniature magical hands congregated around the center of Midna's midriff, an intense ticklish sensation coursing through her body in the process.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! EHEHEHEHE!!! EHEHEHEHEHEHE!!! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHahahahahahahah... hah... haha... ha..."

The tickling had ceased and Midna swiftly tried to catch her breath. She gazed down at her midriff and saw that the hands had stopped moving entirely. Then they began to glow and combined into a sphere hovering above Midna's ticklish innie. Before she could guess what was going on Midna looked on in horror as the sphere morphed into one large floating hand with the index finger pointing directly at her exposed belly button. To make matters worse, small feathery tendrils peaked and wriggled all around the floating index finger.

" ARE YOU SERIOUS ZANT!?! NONONONOOOHHHAAAAAAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

The tendrils wiggled and tickled the tight walls of the Twilight Princess' navel, sending said princess into hysterics as she thrashed and bucked against her bonds.

" AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! AHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!"

The door before Midna had opened and the large tickling hand had disappeared. Tears fell from her face as Midna tried to catch her breath. Zant's reptilian masked loomed over the bound princess.

" So princess, how was it?" Zant asked with an unseen smirk.

"F-fantastic... you... filth..." Midna retorted.

" Hm I see. So about that Fused Shadow?"

" No... no... look... yourself..."

"You know, I'm feeling generous. I've realized that the Fused Shadow will do nothing to me, for my power is too great even for our ancestor's magic."

Midna's restraints were removed, and her body started to levitate. Her body moved to the door and outside to a dimly lit sky with Zant slowly walking behind her.

" I think a curse will do just fine to humiliate you, my dear Princess Midna."