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"Alright boys, PolarPoppa here. Thanks for tuning in to another stream!"

It had been Todd who'd first suggested it might be fun to live-stream their tickle sessions, and despite it being only their fourth time doing so they'd already amassed a decent following of fellow tickle-philes. They'd even made some money off of it, which they'd donated to various charities! They didn't have any real interest in the cash, but the act of being watched, which they'd both discovered turned them on quite a bit.

TurnTableWolf: My pleasure, can't wait to see you make that cutie squeal!

Techbear69: Wouldn't miss it

TickleProf: As embarrassing as it may be to admit, I assure you your streams are currently the highlight of my day.

BigBruce: wouldnt miss my fav porn stream for the world!

TickleProf: Please, Bruce, I know you can formulate your thoughts a little better than that display!

BigBruce: no time prof got one hand occupied already

ChubbyRac: Do you 2 know each other irl??

"Well dang, nice ta hear all that! Lemme show ya what we got going right now," Jason said, turning his phone around from his face to his partner, Todd. The rotund gray wolf was bound face down with his plump, round ass up. His arms and legs were tied straight up and down, and he was naked all save for the old sneakers, laces already untied, covering his paws, which hung just over the edge of the bed.

FoxyBri: wow, beautiful!

"Hehe, ain't he jus'? Say 'hi' t'all yer admirers, sweet thang."

"H-hi," Todd said sheepishly, cheeks already beat red from equal parts embarrassment and arousal. Despite being blindfolded he still tried to look back to where the polar bear's deep voice emanated from.

BigBruce: man id love to be in his position right now

Jason sat his phone, held firmly in a little rubber tripod, down on the small end table he'd brought into the room for just this purpose. He checked to make sure the height and distance were perfect to keep the wolf's paws in center frame, then sat down on top of his hubby's chunky ankles.

"Careful wut ya wish fer, BigBruce, ah might jus' hold ya to it! But until then, whatta y'all think o' gettin' started on him first? That is, if'n yer ready, babe."

"I'm ready," Todd answered, nervously wiggling his shod feet.

"Ya suuuuuuuure," the huge, older polar bear cooed, teasingly drumming his blunt claws on the worn rubber soles of his shoes.

"Yeehehes," was his giggly reply, the anticipation already breaking down his resolve.

ChubbyRac: OMG HE'S ALREADY LAUGHING!!!

ChubbyRac: This is gonna be GOOOOOD!!

The bear gripped the heel of his partner's right shoe and began to pull it off with a tortuously slow pace. He moved so slowly it took almost a full minute before the old sneaker hit the floor, finally revealing white sock, the outline of the wolf's broad, flat foot and short, stubby toes perfectly outlined by the clinging, moist fabric. He wiggled his toes, the air cooling the sweat he'd produced.

TickleProf: Stunning!

BigBruce: yeah yeah pull all that shit off and tickle that fucker!

TurnTableWolf: Patience is a virtue, dude.

"All in gud time," Jason said, already on to the next shoe.

The removal of the left shoe wasn't nearly as prolonged, he yanked it off with a simple pop and took a quick whiff of the interior before letting it drop to the floor with a thud. The wolf gasped and squirmed as the older bear began to tap his blunt claws on his socked feet like he'd done on the bottom of his shoes. He made a noise that wasn't quite a giggle and wasn't quite a whimper, but somewhere between the two.

TechBear69: He's so fucking sensitive! I love it!

TurnTableWolf: He puts me to shame

The wolf moaned softly as the tapping was replaced by the bear's strong, massive hands gently rubbing his soles through his socks.

"Whaddya say we get rid o' these?"

He loosely gripped the toes of both socks and started pulling them down, slowly revealing every inch of the wolf's pudgy, tender feet. He stopped, however, when they were almost all off, leaving them hanging with his toes and the balls of his feet still covered.

"Hey boy," the bear said cheerily, "ah'll make a deal with ya, ah'll go easy on ya s'long as ya can keep these socks on. Sound lyke som'un ya can do?"

"N-not really," he replied, already giggling nervously, "but I'll try."

That was enough for Jason. He started very gentle, lightly stroking his index claws up and down from the wolf's heels, over his low arches, right down to the edge of his still-covered pads, forcing the poor chubby lupine's paws to begin squirming and rubbing against one another already as he belly laughed helplessly. He desperately tried to keep his toes spread, hoping that would help his socks stay where they were, but it became impossible to do once the huge bear added a second claw to both arches.

"Uh oh, looks like tha right one's slippin!"

Tears of mirth soaked into his blindfold as the stroking stopped on his left paw so Jason could focus on the right, the bear scritching the sides of his brutally tender foot evilly with all 10 of his claws.

The wolf shuddered as the moist cotton sock slipped to the floor, exposing the plush, light pink of his paw and toe pads. His cheeks flushed a bright red and his cock throbbed just thinking about what the viewers might be saying.

"Welp, that's one down an' one ta go, boi," Jason said, thoroughly enjoying all the complements flashing across the chat about both his teasing and his partner's beautiful footpads. He closed his eyes as he lightly skittered one blunt claw back and forth across the area right under the still covered left pad a few times, savoring Todd's helpless giggles before digging in a bit harder to his flat arch. The giggles turned to shrieks of laughter as his foot flailed to avoid the fingers, accidentally flinging the last shred of protection he had onto the floor.

"Ooohohohoh shiihihihihit!!"

"'Oh shit' is right, boi, ah weren't even tryin' ta make ya squirm that time!"

TickleProf: Gods, so beautiful! Tell us again what his paws feel like if you would, PolarPoppa.

The polar bear lightly rubbed Todd's flat, tender soles with his black-padded palms as he mulled over how to describe them. The words didn't really even exist in his vocabulary to fully explain just how perfect they were, but he always tried to give it his best shot anyway.

"Well, imagine tha softest, most well-worn ol' suede ya can think of, an' that's kinda what his non-pad parts're like. As far as his actual pads go, jus' thinka tha most luxurious, soft mochi cake an' that's pretty close; Ah mean, look how squishy they are!"

He gently pressed his thumbs into the wolf's delicate pink pads, sinking almost up to the second knuckle.

ChubbyRac: Gods theyre like throw pillows!

"Yeah they are, but enuff stallin', Ah know what you boys're here ta see. But Ah've been thinkin', must be kinda hard fer y'all ta see all them little details, what with how much my precious li'l wolfy here wiggles."

"J-jason, y-y-you wouldn't," Todd exclaimed nervously, knowing precisely where this was going.

"Wouldn't what, sweet thang," he asked innocently.

"You wouldn't...t-tie my t-t-toes for this!"

A big smile cracked the polar bear's face as Todd walked right into it, like he always did.

"Now THERE'S an idea! Thanks babe!"

The chat went wild with excitement as the bear reached beside his camera on the small side table and picked up a spool of fuzzy blue yarn. When it came to tying toes, he preferred yarn over the thinner string a lot of 'lers used; knowing how sensitive he was and how much his partner struggled, and he was worried string might dig into him painfully. He carefully measured out a decent length of the fuzzy material and, using his huge thighs to keep the wolf's paws close together, began to bind his two big toes together. He located the middle section of the yarn and used that as his starting point, wrapping over and under several times, then went between the two pudgy digits a few times to tighten it and make sure there was no way to squirm out of it. He had plenty of slack left at the two ends, so he gently pulled back and tied them off to the D-rings of the leather ankle cuffs. He then cut two more smaller strands and looped them around the pinky toe of both feet, tying them back to the cuffs as well. Aside from very minor, almost imperceptible, movement in his other toes, Todd's feet were completely immobile, his soles taut and fully at the bear's mercy.

BigBruce: this is gonna be fucking GOOD!

"So, we ready ta begin," Jason asked, brandishing two stiff, white goose feathers.

TickleProf: Please yes, I doubt I can handle much more buildup!

TurnTableWolf: Hell yeah, man!

TechBear69: What they said!

Jason didn't need much convincing; he brought the plumes down and began to slowly slide them from Todd's meaty heels all the way to his stubby bound toes and back again. He relished the barking laughter coming from behind him as the feathers glided over the wolf's tender soles and pads.

"Can y'all hear ok," he asked.

FoxyBri: Sound's wonderful

TickleProf: Yes, and it's music to my ears!

Todd buried his face into the mattress, squealing with laughter, as the bear tormented his bound toes with the hateful plumes, dragging them through the opened spaces the taut yarn had created to stroke the hyper-sensitive flesh between. The response grew stronger as Jason laid the feathers lengthwise across the underside of his toes and spun them so they brushed under and between all ten simultaneously.

"Ya know," the bear said, "these feathers are pretty fun, but Ah think Ah know sum'in that'll give these here toes a real workin'."

The chubby wolf lay panting as the soft plumes left him. He tried not to think about what wicked new tool Jason was preparing, instead savoring his short respite. His rest came to an abrupt end, however, as he heard a duo of electric hums he knew all too well.

Jason chuckled as the poor wolf shrieked with laughter behind him as the two electric toothbrushes made contact with his wide, soft heels, their bristles stiff and unforgiving. He moved the swirling brushes in small, tight circles all around his heels, then slowly made his way down the outside of both feet, riding the crest that separated the sole and the fluffy white top. He spent quite a while teasing the brutally tender pads covering the balls of his feet, carefully tracing their outlines then scribbling madly all over them, before he shifted his focus down to those helpless, splayed toes.

Tears streamed from the poor chubby wolf's eyes and soaked the pillow under him as his partner fully explored his bound digits. Stems, pads, tops, the in-between areas, even the tips right under his black claws; no spot was safe from the twin whirling instruments!

BigBruce: holdem under his toes that makes him scream the loudest

FoxyBri: I dont know, between seems to be the worst.

BigBruce: fuck im so close already

TickleProf: Please contain yourself, Bruce!

"Tha Prof's right, Brucie," Jason said with a smile, switching the spinning brushes off and setting them back on the table, "ya wouldn't wanna blow yer top 'afore tha big finale, wouldja?"

"B-big finale? What big finale," the bound wolf asked, trying to catch his breath. He didn't recall the huge bear mentioning a 'Big Finale,' but then they usually didn't discuss what they would do during their sessions. Todd liked being surprised...usually.

"Why, THIS finale," said Jason dramatically, holding three objects up in front of the camera.

TurnTableWolf: Oh shit!

TechBear69: That poor poor wolf.

ChubbyRac: rip his paws!

BigBruce: YES!!!1!!1111!!!

TickleProf: Excellent choice for a finale, PolarPapa!

FoxyBri: oh gods I cant watch but I cant look away

Oh course Todd couldn't see any of the reactions on the screen, nor could he see what Jason was holding, but he knew it couldn't be good. He was proved correct a few moments later as some sort of liquid, thick and warm, was suddenly dribbled onto his helpless, upturned soles, wrenching a gasp from his maw. A shudder traveled down his spine as the bear began to spread it around, completely coating his soles and toes and he realized what it was. It was oil!

"N-n-no, Jason, p-please, whatever you're about to do please d-don't do ihihihihiHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"

All further communication was cut off, the wolf's pleading turning into shrieks of hysterical laughter, as the polar bear placed began lightly scrubbing both his wide, hypersensitive soles with two horse hair brushes! Since the beginning of their relationship Jason had been reticent to use any kind of brush on Todd's paws, worried that the skin was so tender and soft it might cause discomfort or pain rather than the sensation he wanted, possible even damaging his delicate flesh! However, after many, many reassurances from the younger fur he tried out several combos of brushes and lubricants and discovered olive oil and and relatively soft horse hair achieved exactly what they both wanted; screaming, hysterical laughter and intense thrashing!

TickleProf: He suffers so beautifully!

TurnTableWolf: Reminds me of you that one time, eh @TechBear69 ?

TechBear69: You'll pay for bringing that up, pup!

"PLEEHEHEHESE DADDYYYYYY STAHAHAHAHAP! IHIHIHIHI'LL DO AAHAHAHAHAHANYTHIHIHIHING!!!"

BigBruce: fuck yeah beg bitch

TickleProf: Language!

TickleProf: Though I must say I do agree, make him beg!

Jason, dripping with sweat and hard as a rock, obliged, turning the brushes perpendicular and scrubbed under his wolf's bound toes. The sound that came out was something altogether more than laughter, more than screams, reaching an almost subsonic level beyond any noise he'd ever heard. As much as he wanted to explore further, he instead looked at the time and, with a sigh, set the brushes aside. Before they'd started their first stream they had agreed to not go longer than an hour, and time was up.

"Well fella," he said, gently rubbing his wolf's tortured paws to ease the lingering effects of the past hour, "seems like time's up!"

BigBruce: fuck i blew such a big fucking load

FoxyBri: same, I might need a new keyboard lol

ChubbyRac: Me too

TickleaProf: Outstanding work as usual, gentlemen. I do hope he makes a full recovery after such an onslaught.

"Well we sure are pleased y'all enjoyed tha show," the polar bear said, picking up his phone and laying down next to the rotund, exhausted wolf, holding it out so they were both in frame. "We got us some unfinished bizness ta attend ta here, if'n ya know what Ah mean, so this is PolarPapa and SweetThang signin' off. Say bye ta tha fans, baby."

Todd was too exhausted, still panting heavily to catch his breath again, to say anything, so he simply gave a small, weak wave with one hand. Jason chuckled, kissed the top of his sweaty head, and hit END STREAM.