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"Hey, Link, could you reach my Swallow Bow up on the top shelf there?" Tulin asked innocently, squatting on the circular rug in his Rito Village home.
Link was smart enough to guess that Tulin was up to something (the boy could fly, after all), but he cautiously obeyed and stood on his tiptoes to reach for the weapon...and for his trouble, he received five long, sharp primary feathers gliding across his abs.
The hero yelped and jumped back suddenly, sending the bow clattering to the floor, and Tulin giggled like the rambunctious little twerp he was...not that he stayed cocky for long after that.
Ok, so, let me explain real quick. Haha I've got a ton of requests that I'm working on right now...more Ghibli stories, Digimon, Balan Wonderworld, etc. But in the midst of all that I had this idea and just wanted to write it out really quick. A lot of times when I see a tickling scene in a movie or TV show, I imagine how fun it would be to see other characters in those same situations. You know, like "Oh I wanna see X character get tickled like that." So I thought I'd try writing a few drabbles where I'll take a famous tickle scene and reinterpret it with new characters in new settings.
Now, as I've said before on this blog, one of my favorite tickle scenes ever is the one from The Prince of Egypt. XDDD
So I thought for my first one, I'd do a variant on this scene with...
With an eardrum-splitting rumble, the massive Molduga burst through the sand and knocked Link high into the air.
On the urging of Riju, the young hero had gone deep into the sands of Gerudo Desert to slay the great beast, which had been ransacking nearby settlements, gorging itself on collected fruits. Nothing he couldnât handle. But this Molduga in particular was proving to be a challenge. As he thrust his spear into its underside, it rose to its full height, snapping its jaws, and yanked him up with it. But he knew better than to give up. Plunging his weapon further into the monsterâs underbelly, he ripped it open from chin to groin, sliding down it and leaving a gash in his wake.
Link returned to the sand below in triumph and watched as the enormous monster crashed down into the dunes.
And then he was hit.
Stinking green and purple goo burst from the Moldugaâs ventral wound and splattered Link from head to foot. Viscera and corkscrew-shaped innards sloughed off his arms and into the sand.
Great. Just perfect.
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Link sputtered when a cauldron of water spilled out on his head. Strings of golden hair flattened down into his eyes, until one Gerudo woman aggressively pushed them out of the way with a soapy rag across his forehead.
This was so embarrassing. He was trapped in the Hotel Oasisâ spa area, stripped down to his trunks, and reluctantly allowing some Gerudo women to scrub him clean. (Again, at Rijuâs insistence. She even paid for the deluxe spa treatment herself.) Romah, her assistant Olu, and one other pirate lady were wringing out sponges, dunking them into clay bowls and vigorously scrubbing the blood from their Championâs body. In the midst of these womenâŚunnaturally tall, muscular, dark-skinned beauties with flaming hairâŚLinkâs average height and pale skin stood out quite a bit. Sometimes the girls had to kneel down to bathe him.
His ears grew hot with embarrassment and he felt the color of his face going pink. One of the sponges grazed his dripping arm; its texture was rough and unpleasant. His near-nudity didnât help matters. Bubbles covered him all over.
âUmâŚblah! HngâŚuhâŚl-ladies, really, I can do this myselfâŚâ he stammered.
Link looked down and gasped â one of the Gerudo ladies had grabbed his right ankle and lifted his foot off the ground. He couldnât bring himself to speak in protest, but the womanâs warm, rough sponge scrubbed frothing bubbles against his bare sole. His whole body wiggled.
âWaitâŚnoâŚHeh! Heh-Heh Heheh!â Link couldnât stop himself from giggling.
âUh-oh, girls; I think this voeâs a little bit ticklish,â laughed the woman scrubbing his foot.
âYes, we can tell,â Romah replied with a sly smile. Link felt his arm lift, and another sponge struck his abs. It scrubbed and scrubbed and caused involuntary spasms below his ribcage.
âHeh-Heh Ha! Hngk! Hh-Heh! Heh-Heh Ha-Ha Ha-Ha!â the boy hero laughed helplessly. It was already difficult enough for him to speak to other people, but these girlsâŚgiggling at him, teasing him, all of them half-naked and with him forced to stand there laughingâŚthere was nothing he could do. He wanted to beg them to stop but the words wouldnât come.
âAwww, cootchie cootchie coo!â Olu was so excited, teasing Link mercilessly as she scrubbed his armpit. The woman beneath him had allowed his right foot to drop to the ground, still wet, and had moved on to tickling his left. He jumped in place in a way that told her, much to her amusement, that sheâd found his weak spot.
âHeh-Heh Ha-Ha! H-Heh! Gkhn! L-hehâŚladies, pl-hease, I reallyâŚHeh-Heh Heh-Ha Ha!â
âOoo, heâs so cute when he laughs,â the girl giggled and batted her eyelashes at him.
âI like how muscular youâve gotten, Link,â flirted Romah.
âHe looks like a squirmy little boyâŚâ
Link couldnât take anymore. It was unbearable. His entire face had gone red, his whole body trembled. Wet sponges and rags dragged soap over his arms, his tummy, his back, his feet.
âHeh-Ha Ha! Please, youâve cleaned every inch of meâŚâ
Or so he thought. Olu, in the midst of all their cooing and playing with him, decided to get a little bit too friendly for Linkâs comfort, and he felt a sponge scrubbing his inner thigh. He almost leapt out of his skin. It tickled, but that wasnât his primary concern.
âWAH!! IâŚIâŚuhâŚâ the Hylian boy stammered, blushing profusely.
Outside the spa room, peering in from behind a curtain, Riju, Urbosa, and Zelda were all covering their mouths to stifle their giggling. They were a little nervous that Link would notice them, but the slight trepidation was a more than worthy price of admission.
It was another few minutes before the impromptu bathing session ended. Link was left standing there, still soaked to the bone and covered in suds, when Romah doused him with another pitcher of warm springwater and threw a towel around him. The other Gerudo ladies tried to look like they hadnât enjoyed themselves too much as they sauntered out.
âDonât worry, I wonât stay to watch you change,â Romah winked at him.
Link lowered his face into the towel, hoping to hide his embarrassment. Between the laughter, the tickling, and the humiliation, Linkâs heart was beating so fast heâd barely been able to breathe for 10 minutes.
With one last playful chuckle, the Hotel proprietor finally left him be.
Sooo, what do you think? If you've got any ideas for this, ie "put this character I like in the tickle machine from BNHA" or something, I'd love to hear them.
