HOME | DD

Description
Entickling roots

Elyrissa saw the ball of fire just as she entered the lush Grove in Ashenvale Forest. Quickly diving to a nearby bush, she noticed the focus of the fireball, a white stag. The stag leapt away just in time, and the mage who attacked it walked past Elyrissa’s hiding spot, a High Elf mage. While the mage admired her work, Elyrissa crept behind her “Ahem” she said, startling the Mage who quickly turned around in shock. The mage tried to back away while startled “Peace, I mean you no harm.” She said noticing how frail and weak the mage was, clearly seeking food. ”What is your name?” The mage kept her silence until Elyrissa pulled out a stag flank from a nearby elven town and handed it to her.

“Oh thank you, Night elf!” She said beginning to eat quickly as Elyrissa walked toward the location her fireball hit. The stag hadn't tried to defend itself. Odd she thought, perhaps-

“It is rare for a night elf to help one of my people” the mage said to her as she finished her meal, color returning to her grateful, beautiful face. Elyrissa turned to her and smiled

   “A druid doesn't distinguish by race. You needed food, I simply gave you some” she says, smiling. The high elf bowed gratefully, then looks at herself and sighs

“I have been in this forest for days, I am tracking dirty and muck everywhere! I will never live this down if I teleport to Dalaran looking like this” she said while frowning.

“There is a spring nearby” Elyrissa commented “Follow me and I will take you to it”

The high elf almost cheered with joy “Once again I would be in your debt” she says as she bolted off the ground. Elyrissa smiled and led her to a secluded pond, perfect for relaxing or bathing.

“Here we are.” Elyrissa said as she turned to Bellera. The mage wasted no time in removing her robe, leaving her in a blue bra and panties, before plunging straight into the water. Elyrissa smiled and followed suit, noticing she was also rather dirty. She quickly removed her druidic robes, leaving her in a purple bra and panties herself, nicely melding with her violet skin. Soon the two half naked elves were relaxing in the pools, free of dirt and refreshed.

“Aaaah, thank you for guiding me here night elf “ the mage said, making Elyrissa blush

“It is fine...” she said, distracted by the elf's revealed body. She was well off, it seemed. Her wet chest was covered by breast rather large for her kind. Her belly down to her legs were delicate, though it wasn't all that surprising considering she was a mage. Her belly was well toned and defined, showing all the way to her naval. Her face was just as delicate and defined, her cerulean blue eyes leading down to her bright red lips. As she observed her body, the mage sighed.

“Haaah. This is incredibly relaxing” she said as she stretched her legs, and her wet feet came with them into the air. They were a sight to behold. Her feet were creamy and even more delicate than her face or belly. Her small toes had blue painted nails (a quel’dorei custom) and magnificent soles. Her soles were soft as silk, with tiny freckles here or there on the arch. Not a single callous covered the relaxed elf's feet.

While being mesmerised by Belleras feet Elyrissa came up with a idea“If I may ask again, what is your name?” She said while slowly creeping her fingers to the elves soles.

  “ I am Bel- hehehe” she said as Elyrissa ran a finger over her soles. “I am Bell- aheheheh Bellera Fehheheahea-atherstride” the elf said blushing “You seem to be enjoying my feet” she said smiling, giving Elyrissa a quick wink. Elyrissa grinned

“Let us dry off and I will enjoy those soft bundles more.” She said picking herself out of the water, Bellera quickly following her. “Now let us see if can find anything to dry ourse- Ehehe!” Elyrissa suddenly felt a tickling sensation over her revealed body as Bellera cast a spell to dry them both. While the violet energy calmly circled Bellera, it quickly and energetically spread across Elyrissa “Hehehey!” She said, laughing as the arcane magic vibrated and cleaned her entire body, even in her bellybutton!

   After a few minutes of giggling the arcane magic relented “There, all dry” Bellera said, winking to Elyrissa.

Bellera turned and noticed a plant that suddenly caught her eye “My what a beautiful flower…” She said as she approached it, followed by Elyrissa, who was currently rubbing her body to calm the ticklish magic stimulating her sensitive form.

“These are strange plants” she said as Bellera inspected another. They were low, sticking right out of the ground, and seemed to be resting sproutlings. Their pollen was clearly in the section that sprays, though it was unusual pollen. Her eyes widened as she realised there was indeed no normal pollen. She shouted out a warning to Bellera the plants spewed a cloud of their pollen that incapacitated the two half naked elves. As Elyrissa lost consciousness she heard a feminine giggle and hooves stepping down.

------

------

The first thing Elyrissa noticed was the change in scenery, now in another deep part of the Grove. The second was her high elven friend bound next to her. And then she noticed they were in bondage of what could only be roots, holding both of them off the grounds and opening their bodies in X positions “ What in the fel?” She said to herself

“Druid! Let me out you betrayer!” Bellera screamed, awake and in roots as she was.

“These are not my roots Bellera. The plants knocked me out as well”

“Well then who's roots are they?” Bellera said fearfully, clearly in distress.

“ I do not know, these roots do not seem that of a normal drui- TAhahahaha!” Elyrissa was cut off as the wind swept over the two elves, tickling both of their half naked bodies. It was then they both realised that they were still in their revealing undergarments, and their complaining seemed to stop for just the slightest of seconds.

“Do you know ho-hohohohohahahah-how to get us out?” Bellera said as the wind continued to tickle her delicate body.

“I mig-hihihi-gh now ho-hahaha-how. But this wi-hihihhehhehehi-wind makes it impossible to focus” Elyrissa said as her face started to go purple, the night elven equivalent of blushing.

To the elves joy the wind soon stopped. Nearby sound of hooves could be heard, and soft, almost Elvin giggles could be heard . Elyrissa gasped as she realised all too late the situation. She quickly looked direction of the sounds… And saw a Dryad giggling.

“Hello elfies! Welcome to my forest, hehehe” she said giggling. The daughter of Cenarius stepped forth revealing her entire body. From below the waist she was a female doe, and from the top she was a beautiful (and almost naked) night elf woman. Her bra seemed to be made if leaves, and her amber eyes looked playful

“Greetings great daughter of Cenarius” Elyrissa said quickly, releasing what may happen soon “Could you free us from these roots? I think your grove mistakes us for invaders”

The dryad walked toward the captive elves still giggling “Oooh well then may I ask a few questions first?” The dryad said, still smiling warmly.

“Of course, though may we hear your name?” Bellera said quickly.

The dryad turned “Hehe, I am Remilas. And yooouuuuu” she said running a finger over the high elves foot “Are Bellera!”

The high elf giggled, though managed to respond “Ye-hehehehee-yes I am” she said nervously. Elyrissa’s hope had vanished

“Alrightie then. Question time!” she said wickedly grinning to the elf “Are you… tickliiiish?” she said as the playfully stroked her soles over the high elves soles

“Please! Stop! Do-hohohoho-n’t ti-hihihihi-ckle my per-FEHEHEHE-ct fe-HEHEHEHEH-EEET” Bellera screamed out

“So that means you ARE! Well if your not going anywhere” she said motioning to the roots, now creeping in and binding her foot still “I will tickle them a bit”

“NOO-HOOHOHOOHO-OOOO!” She screamed as the roots bound her feet, Remilas pulled out two hippogriff feathers, one for both her feet. Soon the green feathers began to lick the High Elf’s creamy, ticklish soles, first slowly and controlled. “Plehehehehehease!” Bellera shouted between giggles “It -hihihi, it-HAHEHA!”

“It what?” The dryad asked with what looked like genuine curiosity, though she continued to feather Bellera’s sensitive toes.

“IT TI-HIHI-TICKLES!!!” she shouted at the Dryad, the feather sending her into a crazed, high pitched scream. Unfortunately for Bellera, the Dryads eyes lit up

  “Oh! Wonderful!” Remilas cheered as she began feathering Belleras toes faster and faster

“NO-HOHOHOHOHOH! PLE-HEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!” Bellera screamed wildly, desperate for the stimulation of the emerald feathers upon her feet to end. Unfortunately for her, the torture had just begun.

A mass of roots began to appear around the elves as Rimilas continued to feather Belleras sensitive soles

“These feet things sure are weird! But you must enjoy them, just listen to your laugh every time I brush them!” The Dryad said to the High Elf as she put away the green feathers “But I wonder... how they resond to fingers?!”

  “NOOOOOOHOHOHO!” Bellera cried as the dryads long nailed,light purple fingers began to destroy her toes nerves.

“YEEESSSSSS” the dryad responded jokingly and giggled “Tehe, it looks like Feet are so fun to have!”

  Elyrissa looked on in horror as roots began to entangle her Mage friends soft feet. Roots began to wrap around her legs and toes, holding her perfect milky feet open for more torture.

“If you liked all of that, you’ll loooooove this!” Rimilas said as she began gliding her nails along the entirety of her feet from her Silky toes to her creamy soles. Roots began aiding in the high elf's torture, tickling her lean sides, tender thighs, and just under her breast.

“PLEHEHEHEASE I CAHAHAHAHA CAHAHANT TAKE ANYMOHOHOHOHORE!” Bellera screamed, tears beginning to stream from her eyes. Then as quickly as the torture had started, it stopped. Bellera feinted, leaving only one other thing for Remilas to tickle.

“Awwww, your friend fell asleep. Sleepy wittle elfy” Remilas said, stroking the mages golden hair. “Well, I guess it's your turn!”

Elyrissa was terrified after seeing the Dryads work on Bellera, yet she did not struggle in her bonds. Along with her fear she had begun to enjoy watching the mages torture, even a bit envious though the Dryad couldn't see it. Her arousal increased ten fold when she felt the Dryads nails touch her large violet feet.

  “Oooook, heeeeeeeeere we go!” The dryad said as she began tickling Elyrissas light purple soles, causing a typhoon of small giggles

“Stop thahahahat! Hahahaha it tickles!” She said to the cheerful dryad

“Oh I see! You want to skip to the good part! I can do that!” The dryad said as she drove her fingers into the druids toes “Anything for a fellow lover of nature! And there's more than just this in store for these nice feet!”

Elyrissa shook in her bonds, screaming and laughing “Lehehehet… Mehehehe...outhohohoHOHO NOT THE TOHOHOHOHOES!” but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Tears began to trickle from her amber eyes as the sensations on her feet overwhelmed her. She felt terror and fear, but as the dryads finger dashed madly between her toes she found a odd sense of enjoyment. Tickling had always turned her on slightly amidst the fear and confusion. However she was never tickled like this, and she couldn't deny there was raw pleasure that the Dryads nails were giving her. Remilas only continued to watch joyfully with playful giggles of her own.

“Now let's move on to something more… Outlandish” the Dryad said as more roots appeared around Elyrissa, her emerald hair covering the roots tickling her sides as they moved. Remilas drew her two hippogryph feathers once again and hung them over her feet in the roots. The feathers ran from just above her toes to the center of her heel, perfectly located to tickle her entire foot if the feather was moved. Plants similar to those that incapacitated the two sensitive elves appeared next to Elyrissa and surrounded her. Remilas jokingly asked “Do you have… Allergies?” She asked Elyrissa as pollen sprayed all over Elyrissas body. “Hehe, oh that joke was terrible. Anyways, this pollen should make you enjoy this even more. Your a druid so I know you won't say no to giving nature some fun.” Remilas ran her fingers through all of Elyrissa’s sensitive figure, spreading the strangle pollen. First she spread it across her immaculate feet, running her fingers between toes and rubbing pollen down with her nails. Elyrissa screeched during the entire process on her feet, the pollen had increased the sensations tenfold and her already insanely sensitive feet were nothing but nerves set a flame with ticklish tingles.

“STOHOHOHOP! NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHORE!” Elyrissa screamed as the dryad spread the pollen until she finally finished on her feet

“If feet bring you such joy than I must say I am envious of them. Though yours are better looking than any I have seen. That is why of all the people I have played with in my forest, you are the only one I have used the pollen on. Now prepare for the harshest and strongest tickling you will ever have the pleasure to enjoy.” Remilas said as she spread the pollen in other ticklish parts of her body. Elyrissa was panting just from the application of the pollen on her feet, she knew what came next would be infinitely worse.

Remilas spread the pollen to Elyrissas naval, her armpits, her ribs, and her thighs. Finally the true torture would begin. Roots began to swarm around elyrissa, grabbing on to each ticklish spot, except for her feet which Remilas reserved for herself “Time for fun!” She shouted as the roots began to poke, prod, and stroke her body.

Elyrissa couldn't control all the laughter, and soon a torrent of high pitch screams and melodic laughter filled the Grove “AHAHAHA, NO STOHOHOHOHOHP, STOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOP! PLEHEHEHESE STOHP IHIT! I CAHAHAHAHANT TAKE THIHIHIHIHS!” She shouted as Remilas as tears began to flow from her amber eyes. Unfortunately for her, all she has done was remind Remilas she had to tickle her feet. As her nails began quickly stroking her soles, Elyrissa lost it “AAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAAAAAAAA, NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!” she screamed and tried to wiggle her feet away, only causing the hippogryph feather to tickle her along with the dryads fingers. As the dryad tickled her soles she slowly crept her fingers up and down her light violet soles, though not forgetting about her toes for even a minute.

“Now let's see” Remilas said over the squirming, giggling elf “Soft, purple, and ticklish. Well that leaves only question about your feet. The taste!” She said as she lowered her face to Elyrissas toes and began to lick them all. Elyrissa continued to squirm, though not entirely from the ticklish sensations. As soon as the dryads tongue touched her toes she had to hold in a moan of pleasure. The dryads soft, wet tongue was perfect for tickling and satisfying her foot, something nobody had done for years.

Remilas stopped the roots after a mere fifteen minutes of the torture to give Elyrissa a break. “Time to breath, because what I start next will be the most fun your sensitive little body will ever have” Remilas said while gently massaging her feet. Throughout all the tickling and pampering the pollen seemed to stay in place. Her curiosity and fear over what would come next made her blood run hot, while giving her chills of terror.

Elyrissa continued to wait as her feet were skillfully massaged by the dryads soft fingers. She purred when she felt her fingers rub her creamy arches, and sighed when she felt the gentle touch on her well done toes. The ticklish torment seemed long gone, replaced by the relaxing titillation of her feet. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, and this foot massage was no different. As the pampering on her feet stopped Elyrissa looked up at Remilas, curious as to her intent on her pollen covered body. The dryad stepped back and raised her left hand in the air “Now, get ready for some fun!” As the dryad spoke her hand began to vibrate until finally, Elyrissa lost focus. Nothing was ticking her, no roots, no fingers, nothing except…

“WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT KIND OF POLLEN IS THIHIHIHIS?” Elyrissa shouted, tears beginning to stream down her eyes after mere moments. The pollen was all over her body, inside her naval, covering her belly, underarms, thighs, and most disastrously, they covered her feet. The pollen stimulated every single spot in both of her large night elven feet, between her toes, along her soles, the top of her feet, her heels, her arches, everything that was ticklish was being tickled.

It is no surprise that after only five minutes, Elyrissa lost consciousness.

Once again she woke next to her half naked elven friend in another part of the grove. Unlike before however, they were not bound. Both of their hairs were braided, her golden locks had a blue flower strapped in while her purple mass had a red rose pinned in the braids.

Elyrissa sat back and sighed, wiggling her free, un-tortured toes. After a moment of contemplation, she discovered her feet were wet. Her toes had tiny red circles on the outside of her pinkies, big toes, and the over and undersides of her feet. Her toes were dripping her, and her arches felt slightly moist.

Upon further inspection she determined Belleras smaller, tanned feet had similar fates.

“Your toes tasted sweet, I couldn't resist”

Elyrissa quickly turned to see Remilas nearby, smiling at both her

“Well I am honored you think so, oh daughter of cenarius” She responded, more out of shock than any real response.

“Oh don't be formal. We already went past formal introductions when I licked and tickled your wonderful feet.just tell me your name, Druid”

“Very well. I am Archdruid Elyrissa Starfeather of the Cenarion Circle” she said, blushing after the comment on her feet.

“An Archdruid? With toes that ticklish? Ha, who knew. Well I suppose I should apologize for any trouble I gave you or the mage…”

Elyrissa smiled wickedly “Oh, I think all three of us enjoyed the uh… Detour. Perhaps we shall do it again” she said winking and wiggling her toes teasingly at the Dryad.

  Remilas sighed “Well if you must leave now so be it. I only ask you give others on the path a chance to share my experience. Be as warm and inviting as your feet are”

Elyrissa began furiously blushing, and nodded quickly “OH, I uh… Sure! “ she said “Where are our clothes?”

“Over here” Remilas said as roots descended with her clothes. She quickly got dressed, covering all of her body except her feet. She nudged her boots over to Remilas and held her feet out, winking.

Without wasting any time the dryad gave her feet one last tickle, skittering her fingers up and down her feet, toes to heels, and vice versa