A Colouring Commission requested by SilverNecromancer.
Dakota invited Zym to his house promising the two could spend the afternoon cuddling. As soon as the small necromancer made it into the livingroom, Dakota jumped the little elf and made off with his prize.
Zym gets to spend some time being Dakota's tickle pet, just like how Dakota was Zym's pet the month prior.
Dakota had been lying at home enjoying a game on his Switch when a portal appeared in the middle of his living room. Out stepped Zym, an elvish necromancer and close friend of Dakota. Zym was from another world, but had the power to step into other dimensions thanks to his magic. Zym made good use of his powers by traveling to other worlds in seek of subjects to inflict ticklish torments on for his own amusement. Dakota just happened to be one of Zym's regulars.
"Hi Zym, nice of you to stop by." Dakota said, shifting one of his large feet to the side of the armrest they were rested on. As his foot was pulled away, Zym's head became visible from behind it.
"I've decided to add a special addition to my collection of ticklees that I keep in my dungeon." Zym said, eyeing Dakota's shifting feet.
"Right. Do you mind if I finish my game first? It was getting really interesting and would be a shame to leave it where it is." Dakota said, knowing exactly why Zym had arrived in his living room. Zym had a much more INTENSE way of tickling Dakota than most other ticklers he was used to. It would've been nice to get chance to prepare his mind and body for the rollercoaster of sensations he was surely going to go through.
"You can finish your game later. I've already prepared your spot in the dungeon and need to collect several other lees still. C'mon already, I'm not getting any younger, y'know." Said the Immortal Necromancer.
"Ehhh... but I have a lot of stuff planned this week. Can this wait a few days?" Dakota asked, as a spectral hand snatched his Switch away. Several other spectral hands grabbed hold of Dakota's wrists and ankles and lifted him up off the couch and into the air.
"You don't really have a choice in the matter. I suggest you relax and enjoy the ride while you can because I can promise that you won't be given a moment to rest where I'm taking you." Zym said, watching the hovering bunny boy slightly twist and struggle as he was carried through the portal.
"Oh boy..." Dakota sighed.
"Oh, don't worry about a thing. I promise to have you back in your home by the end of the weekend!"
2 MONTHS LATER...
Just like Zym had promised, Dakota wasn't given a moment of rest during his time in Zym's Dungeon.
For two long months, Zym kept Dakota strapped down to a chair made of iron oak. His hands were held above his head by chains, and his feet were locked inside sturdy stocks so they'd always be accessible. Spectral hands were created to keep Dakota hysterical by constantly tormenting his vulnerable sides and ticklish feet. Occasionally, Zym would show up to give Dakota some personal attention using his own fingers and tongue. While the spectral hands would dig into Dakota's arm pits and toes, Zym would lather his tongue all over the bunny's massive soles.
The whole time, Dakota would be lost in hysterics. There really wasn't much he could do in his current situation with his arms and legs locked down to the chair. He was stuck laughing and crying as every part of his body was ruthlessly tickled non-stop by these hands. Zym enjoyed listening to Dakota's overwhelmed screaming, and he preferred keeping the tickling intense enough to drown all of Dakota's words in unintelligible shrieking. Zym had made sure to cast a spell on Dakota that kept him constantly healthy and prevented him from passing out at any point during the tickling.
Sometimes, when Zym was listening to the sound of his friend's frenzied laughter, it would sound like Dakota was trying to get Zym's attention... like he was trying to remind Zym of something. Oh well, he couldn't be understood right now, and Zym would've remembered if it was really that important.
It wasn't until two whole months had gone by that Zym remembered that he'd promised to take Dakota home. Oops.
Finally, Dakota was released from his bindings and carried out of the dungeon by the same hands that had been tormenting him for the past several weeks. The hands carried Dakota through another portal that opened in his living room and the rabbit boy was left lying on his couch by the hands. Dakota's body was completely limp from exhaustion as the weight of two full months of non-stop tickling came crashing down on top of him. He had no energy to move anything, so his limbs were left flaccid and his toes dangled loosely on his feet. The only sign that his ragdoll of a rabbit was still alive was the heavy, raspy breathing that escaped through his giant, dazed smile.
"Home sweet home. I hope you had fun." Zym said. Dakota responded with some more heavy breathing.
Zym chuckled at the sight of his disoriented friend and the limp feet and rested comfortably on the couch. Zym sat down next to Dakota's resting paws and helped himself to those squishy toes. Dakota didn't have the energy to resist, so he lied completely still and only let out faint giggles as Zym has his fun.
"Don't you think it's funny how you're always the lee when I come over to visit? I guess my mastery of tickling is just too much for you to resist." Zym teased, still tickling Dakota's exhausted feet. "Sometimes I wonder why I even bother letting you go when you're just going to end up as my lee again. I guess it's because the chase is just as fun as the prize!"
Zym finished entertaining himself with Dakota and left the bunny on his couch to rest. Zym promised the spell that was keeping him awake would wear off in a few hours, then left through the same portal he came through. Dakota's exhaustion was relieved after a lengthy amount of sleep and when he awoke he had time to think about the teasing words Zym left with. Dakota didn't mind being Zym's lee, but maybe it was time for a change of pace. Dakota came up with an excellent plan and gave Zym a call.
Dakota asked Zym to come over this weekend to enjoy an afternoon of cuddles and hugging. He said it was meant to be a relaxing evening so there would be no tickling that day.
Zym acted uninterested and sarcastic, saying "I guess I can come, but I won't make any promises about not tickling you."
Dakota chuckled and said, "Of course," knowing Zym would never pass up the opportunity for a fun day of hugging and cuddles with a big, fluffy bunny, even if he acted disinterested.
The day finally came for when Zym would come over, and Dakota prepared himself for his friend's arrival. A portal opened once again in the middle of his living room and the small necromancer stepped through. Zym took a moment look around before he felt the weight of Dakota come crashing down on top of him. In mere moments, the meager might of Zym was quickly over-powered by Dakota who de-robed the wizard and had his arms and legs tied. Zym shouted at Dakota, demanding to know what was going on... though he curiously refrained from casting any spells.
"I thought I'd try to mix things up between us." Dakota replied as he sat down on his couch with Zym in his lap.
"This isn't what I agreed to!" Zym protested.
"I know what I promised, but that can come later! Right now, I want to have some fun of my own." Dakota said, reaching his hands down to Zym's tied up feet.
"But, but... you said we could cuddle..." Zym pouted as Dakota's fingers reached the elf's feet.
Zym's protests were drowned out right away by the sound of his own laughter as Dakota dug his fingers deep into Zym's squishy soles. The rest of the afternoon was spent with Dakota tickling Zym mad. Laughter could be heard from any room in the house, and Zym's face began to turn a nice shade of pink. Dakota figured he'd keep this up for as long as he could and then spend the night giving Zym the cuddles he'd originally promised.
Hopefully the cuddles would be enough to get Zym's forgiveness, otherwise Dakota will be spending a few more months in the Dungeon.
