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Art trade with RevealYourSins . Characters are Arthur and Leofric from AFK Arena. I also wrote a story for this which you can read down bellow. I've had this completed for a while but we both withheld our pieces as it took me a while to write stories for both of them

Here are a few variants:
Variant 1 (Dialogue)
Variant 3 (Dialogue)

Variant 1
Variant 2
Variant 3
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  As a king Arthur had quite a few responsibilities, and as a trained warrior he also had honed his body, a body which had gained many admirers. One of whom was the Hypogean demon currently known as Leofric, currently masquerading as a human aristocrat.

    Out of the many secrets Leofric held one of the strangest were his fetishes, particularly his lust for tickling men and their feet. There were many heroes whom Leofric fantasized about, none however could even compete towards the lust he held for Arthur. From his full beard to his built torso and tall stature Arthur left little to be desired.

    There was only one problem though, his feet, or the lack of. With such a high title of royalty Arthur left little in the way of informal attire. The king almost never exposed skin beyond his head. He especially never exposed his bare feet to the public at all. Leofric was driven mad at the prospect of seeing Arthur’s soles. Thinking day and night of what lies underneath the king’s musky metal boots.

    He tried stalking the man but still no luck. Arthur never shed his footwear and anytime Leofric could sense the moment coming the king would alway go someplace that had too many guards to safely approach. Though perhaps the upcoming summer would open a new window for Leofric’s fantasy.

    As the temperatures rose and the season began to change Arthur thought to himself of taking a break. After all he had been pretty busy lately felt a nice rest would do wonders. Perhaps maybe a break on the beach of a secluded island, he certainly had the resources to do it. And so the planning began.

     As the planning went though Leofric soon managed to get word on the upcoming event. Arthur was going to be all alone so there was no need of keeping up public appearances and considering it was a summer beach it would become quite obvious that the king’s soles would be on full display. Plus the added seclusion would mean there would be no interruptions if there was a bit of let's just say laughter.

     And so the day came. Arthur set out in his personal ship, and behind Leofric followed undetected. Once arriving the King had his personnel stay in the boat, and set off wearing a cloak which covered him head to toe. The man set out to find the perfect secluded spot on the beach with Leofric secretly following behind. Occasionally the king got feelings of being followed, though he ignored it and pressed forward.

    After many minutes, in the temperate shade of some palm trees Arthur had found the perfect spot. He shed his clout, revealing an outfit consisting of nothing except swim shorts and sandals, which also revealed his muscular, top heavy physique and pair of feet.

    Leofric standing behind a bush got a look at the soles in their full glory. Large, tall and wide with fine muscular tops. It was everything Leofric wanted, he thought nothing more than to just leep out and tickle the man but knew doing so would get him caught, so he needed to wait. And wait he did, after a couple dozen minutes, in the serenity of it all Arthur laid down his sandaled legs and fell asleep.

    The Hypogean knew he needed to strike immediately, and casted a spell ensuring Arthur wouldn’t wake up for a good while. He looked down at the king, he wanted nothing more than to tear off the sandals but would wait to do so in a place where he could better savor it.

    Opening a portal the demon dragged the near naked man into a basement that was also quite secluded. The basement was quite fancy compared to what one would expect, with diamond patterned walls and a dark marble floor topped with dim lighting. However the room’s only furnishing was a single pair of wooden stocks.

    Arthur’s ankles were locked into the stockings. Inorder to be secured properly Arthur used his magic to summon various tentacles, which held up the king’s arms midair, exposing the deep pits. And lastly there was the removal of the sandals. Leofric went up to the ends of the stocks, summoning tentacles to take off Arthur's footwear and finally revealing the soles.

    Like the tops they were quite large. Tall with soft pinkish skin that had marinated in boots for such a long time. With rosy blushes at the heels and balls, with the arch having a slightly more creamy color. And the long, brooding toes. The sandals themselves were also quite neat, with faded worn prints of the kings marking the toe pads from Arthur’s usage of them.

    Leofric couldn’t help but lust after the soles he’d longed after for so long. Burying his face into them, and giving them a good worship with his tongue. The soles had an incredible flavor to them, slightly salty but with no pungent odor. Just how Leofric loved them

    After looking at the king’s still unconscious face Leofric realized it was only a matter of time before his captive woke up. And needed to get the preparations for tickling ready soon. The demon dressed into a more exposed, barefoot summer outfit, and laid behind Arthur. Placing his feet next to the stocks.

Arthur woke up in a daze, though the realization of the alien environment immediately set his adrenaline. The first thing he noticed was Leofric sitting behind him, with the man’s hands placed on Arthur’s pits.

“Where have you brought me, you fiend? Unhand me this instant.” Arthur knew his demands would most likely meet deaf ears. Though he hoped he could at least obtain some information about his predicament.

    “I brought you somewhere, a little more private, I’ve always wanted to play with your body, my king.” Despite his calm demeanor Leofric was in blissful glee as his fantasy finally played out. Arthur on the other hand tried to wonder what “play” meant, though he’d soon come to know.

    Leofric casted a spell, summoning various tentacles to attack his captive’s soles. They tethered and pulled in various locations. Writhing in order to exploit their victim as much as possible. Meaning while Leofric’s fingers curled as they began to scratch Arthur’s deep hollows.

    “Wa-hehe-it No! Stahahahap! Not the ahaharmpits!” The sensations came all at once, all in Arthur’s worst areas. Despite this though he still pushed on to keep many of his reactions as tempered as possible.

    “Incredible reactions, we’re just starting out.”

    “”Hehehe-nohoohahahah! Stahahapahaph! Whahahahyarhheyouhhahaahahahahah”

“Why am I what?” Leofric snapped back in a condescending tone, caring little for his laughing victim

“DoOhoohoiingthisonohohohahaha”

“I’ve lusted after you for so long, it's only fair I finally get to enjoy you after all this wait.”

“hehehehohohohehehehehhohohhhaH-hAHAHAHOHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” The scratching of the pits itched Arthur’s nerve endings to the point of insanity. The tentacle’s cruel massage, the way they mercilessly licked the poor man’s feet flickered with the man’s brain. Pushing him to his breaking point until he could no longer hold back the howling.
     “HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH-HOOHOOOOOOOOHHAAAAHAAHAAHHHAAAAHAAH
HAHAHAHAHHHAHAAHHOOOHHHOOOOOOOHAAAHHHAAAAAHHHAAAA!”

    “What are you trying to say my dear?”

Arthur was nothing more than a laughing Jelly composed of his screaming nerve endings. Desperately preoccupied with the short-term frantic desire of trying to pull back to even be able to think about Leofric’s taunting.

    “HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAAAHAHHAHAHOHHOHOHHHOOOHAHAHAHAHOOOOHAOAOAOHAO” Arthur had begun to turn red due to the constant tickling. Meanwhile though Leofric decided to make things just a bit crueler.

“You’re yelling way too much my king, how about we treat you to a gag and some oil.” Almost immediately after a tentacle came stuffing a ball gag into Arthur’s mouth.

“OOOHHOOOOOHAHHAASTAAAHAHA-MPPMPPHMHMPHMPHMPMH!”
It didn’t end there either. Another pair of tentacles came to put a blindfold over the king. On top of that the tentacles began to secrete oil onto the king’s feet. Adding a extra layer of shine and gleam, and slippery torcher onto the already tortured surfaces.

    Leofric decided to almost completely undress for the occasion as well, removing most of his beach outfit.

The foot tickling had been at least amplified by double. Resulting in the king getting another ‘break’ then what he had expected. If things couldn’t get worse more tentacles arrived onto Arthur’s abs.

““Completely bound and you can’t do anything, how does it feel being helpless to someone smaller than you? Hehe I’m gonna keep you here for a long time…”

“MHMHMHPMHMHMHPHPHMMMHMMHP”

    After a few more hours of tickling Arthur finally passed out. Leofric similed after finally being satisfied, knowing how much fun he’ll have in a few more hours, after the king’s little break of course.

Description

Art trade with RevealYourSins . Characters are Arthur and Leofric from AFK Arena. I also wrote a story for this which you can read down bellow. I've had this completed for a while but we both withheld our pieces as it took me a while to write stories for both of them

Here are a few variants:
Variant 1 (Dialogue)
Variant 3 (Dialogue)

Variant 1
Variant 2
Variant 3
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
  As a king Arthur had quite a few responsibilities, and as a trained warrior he also had honed his body, a body which had gained many admirers. One of whom was the Hypogean demon currently known as Leofric, currently masquerading as a human aristocrat.

    Out of the many secrets Leofric held one of the strangest were his fetishes, particularly his lust for tickling men and their feet. There were many heroes whom Leofric fantasized about, none however could even compete towards the lust he held for Arthur. From his full beard to his built torso and tall stature Arthur left little to be desired.

    There was only one problem though, his feet, or the lack of. With such a high title of royalty Arthur left little in the way of informal attire. The king almost never exposed skin beyond his head. He especially never exposed his bare feet to the public at all. Leofric was driven mad at the prospect of seeing Arthur’s soles. Thinking day and night of what lies underneath the king’s musky metal boots.

    He tried stalking the man but still no luck. Arthur never shed his footwear and anytime Leofric could sense the moment coming the king would alway go someplace that had too many guards to safely approach. Though perhaps the upcoming summer would open a new window for Leofric’s fantasy.

    As the temperatures rose and the season began to change Arthur thought to himself of taking a break. After all he had been pretty busy lately felt a nice rest would do wonders. Perhaps maybe a break on the beach of a secluded island, he certainly had the resources to do it. And so the planning began.

     As the planning went though Leofric soon managed to get word on the upcoming event. Arthur was going to be all alone so there was no need of keeping up public appearances and considering it was a summer beach it would become quite obvious that the king’s soles would be on full display. Plus the added seclusion would mean there would be no interruptions if there was a bit of let's just say laughter.

     And so the day came. Arthur set out in his personal ship, and behind Leofric followed undetected. Once arriving the King had his personnel stay in the boat, and set off wearing a cloak which covered him head to toe. The man set out to find the perfect secluded spot on the beach with Leofric secretly following behind. Occasionally the king got feelings of being followed, though he ignored it and pressed forward.

    After many minutes, in the temperate shade of some palm trees Arthur had found the perfect spot. He shed his clout, revealing an outfit consisting of nothing except swim shorts and sandals, which also revealed his muscular, top heavy physique and pair of feet.

    Leofric standing behind a bush got a look at the soles in their full glory. Large, tall and wide with fine muscular tops. It was everything Leofric wanted, he thought nothing more than to just leep out and tickle the man but knew doing so would get him caught, so he needed to wait. And wait he did, after a couple dozen minutes, in the serenity of it all Arthur laid down his sandaled legs and fell asleep.

    The Hypogean knew he needed to strike immediately, and casted a spell ensuring Arthur wouldn’t wake up for a good while. He looked down at the king, he wanted nothing more than to tear off the sandals but would wait to do so in a place where he could better savor it.

    Opening a portal the demon dragged the near naked man into a basement that was also quite secluded. The basement was quite fancy compared to what one would expect, with diamond patterned walls and a dark marble floor topped with dim lighting. However the room’s only furnishing was a single pair of wooden stocks.

    Arthur’s ankles were locked into the stockings. Inorder to be secured properly Arthur used his magic to summon various tentacles, which held up the king’s arms midair, exposing the deep pits. And lastly there was the removal of the sandals. Leofric went up to the ends of the stocks, summoning tentacles to take off Arthur's footwear and finally revealing the soles.

    Like the tops they were quite large. Tall with soft pinkish skin that had marinated in boots for such a long time. With rosy blushes at the heels and balls, with the arch having a slightly more creamy color. And the long, brooding toes. The sandals themselves were also quite neat, with faded worn prints of the kings marking the toe pads from Arthur’s usage of them.

    Leofric couldn’t help but lust after the soles he’d longed after for so long. Burying his face into them, and giving them a good worship with his tongue. The soles had an incredible flavor to them, slightly salty but with no pungent odor. Just how Leofric loved them

    After looking at the king’s still unconscious face Leofric realized it was only a matter of time before his captive woke up. And needed to get the preparations for tickling ready soon. The demon dressed into a more exposed, barefoot summer outfit, and laid behind Arthur. Placing his feet next to the stocks.

Arthur woke up in a daze, though the realization of the alien environment immediately set his adrenaline. The first thing he noticed was Leofric sitting behind him, with the man’s hands placed on Arthur’s pits.

“Where have you brought me, you fiend? Unhand me this instant.” Arthur knew his demands would most likely meet deaf ears. Though he hoped he could at least obtain some information about his predicament.

    “I brought you somewhere, a little more private, I’ve always wanted to play with your body, my king.” Despite his calm demeanor Leofric was in blissful glee as his fantasy finally played out. Arthur on the other hand tried to wonder what “play” meant, though he’d soon come to know.

    Leofric casted a spell, summoning various tentacles to attack his captive’s soles. They tethered and pulled in various locations. Writhing in order to exploit their victim as much as possible. Meaning while Leofric’s fingers curled as they began to scratch Arthur’s deep hollows.

    “Wa-hehe-it No! Stahahahap! Not the ahaharmpits!” The sensations came all at once, all in Arthur’s worst areas. Despite this though he still pushed on to keep many of his reactions as tempered as possible.

    “Incredible reactions, we’re just starting out.”

    “”Hehehe-nohoohahahah! Stahahapahaph! Whahahahyarhheyouhhahaahahahahah”

“Why am I what?” Leofric snapped back in a condescending tone, caring little for his laughing victim

“DoOhoohoiingthisonohohohahaha”

“I’ve lusted after you for so long, it's only fair I finally get to enjoy you after all this wait.”

“hehehehohohohehehehehhohohhhaH-hAHAHAHOHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” The scratching of the pits itched Arthur’s nerve endings to the point of insanity. The tentacle’s cruel massage, the way they mercilessly licked the poor man’s feet flickered with the man’s brain. Pushing him to his breaking point until he could no longer hold back the howling.
     “HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH-HOOHOOOOOOOOHHAAAAHAAHAAHHHAAAAHAAH
HAHAHAHAHHHAHAAHHOOOHHHOOOOOOOHAAAHHHAAAAAHHHAAAA!”

    “What are you trying to say my dear?”

Arthur was nothing more than a laughing Jelly composed of his screaming nerve endings. Desperately preoccupied with the short-term frantic desire of trying to pull back to even be able to think about Leofric’s taunting.

    “HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAAAHAHHAHAHOHHOHOHHHOOOHAHAHAHAHOOOOHAOAOAOHAO” Arthur had begun to turn red due to the constant tickling. Meanwhile though Leofric decided to make things just a bit crueler.

“You’re yelling way too much my king, how about we treat you to a gag and some oil.” Almost immediately after a tentacle came stuffing a ball gag into Arthur’s mouth.

“OOOHHOOOOOHAHHAASTAAAHAHA-MPPMPPHMHMPHMPHMPMH!”
It didn’t end there either. Another pair of tentacles came to put a blindfold over the king. On top of that the tentacles began to secrete oil onto the king’s feet. Adding a extra layer of shine and gleam, and slippery torcher onto the already tortured surfaces.

    Leofric decided to almost completely undress for the occasion as well, removing most of his beach outfit.

The foot tickling had been at least amplified by double. Resulting in the king getting another ‘break’ then what he had expected. If things couldn’t get worse more tentacles arrived onto Arthur’s abs.

““Completely bound and you can’t do anything, how does it feel being helpless to someone smaller than you? Hehe I’m gonna keep you here for a long time…”

“MHMHMHPMHMHMHPHPHMMMHMMHP”

    After a few more hours of tickling Arthur finally passed out. Leofric similed after finally being satisfied, knowing how much fun he’ll have in a few more hours, after the king’s little break of course.