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Description
Background
Drakelin are not very physically social. We don’t hug or kiss, or even hold hands. We rarely come into contact with one another other than to procreate. Mammals, on the other hand, are very touchy-feely and so my interactions with these warm blooded peoples have given me a number of experiences which are unique to me, personally.

I was approached by a student, just recently, who shows a miner fixation with the lower extremities. That is to say, he’s fascinated by feet. It’s natural for humans to show curiosity about things which are new or different from themselves, so I thought no harm would come of allowing him to indulge himself, if only to free his mind for more pressing matters.

I must commend his courage, in fact, as he was so bold as to not only muster the nerve to ask me to remove my boots in the first place, but went so far as to caress my soles! What a sensation! I must say, I’m rather shocked to learn I’m ticklish so late in life, but not situation has ever arisen for me to experience this interaction! I must research this further!

Premise

I’m professor Ruby Sunfire and today I’ll be working with an assistant. I’ve disrobed and set my boots and stockings aside. My assistant has been instructed to stroke the underside of my feet while I record my thoughts and observations. He will than move on to the rest of my body and I will continue to log our findings.

Hypothesis

Due to my unfamiliarity with this stimulation, I’m not sure what to expect, but based on my reaction to my first encounter, I think it may be possible to trigger a Drakelin’s breath weapon by vigorous stimulation. In other words, my assistant will be trying to make me unintentionally breath fire by tickling me in various locations about my person.

Addendum

I’m ████████, student and assistant to Prof. Sunfire. After seeing her face light up with just a touch of my hand, I’ve decided to see her reaction to other objects. She looked quite worried when I produced a feather from my pocket…
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Image by Angel B.

Description
Background
Drakelin are not very physically social. We don’t hug or kiss, or even hold hands. We rarely come into contact with one another other than to procreate. Mammals, on the other hand, are very touchy-feely and so my interactions with these warm blooded peoples have given me a number of experiences which are unique to me, personally.

I was approached by a student, just recently, who shows a miner fixation with the lower extremities. That is to say, he’s fascinated by feet. It’s natural for humans to show curiosity about things which are new or different from themselves, so I thought no harm would come of allowing him to indulge himself, if only to free his mind for more pressing matters.

I must commend his courage, in fact, as he was so bold as to not only muster the nerve to ask me to remove my boots in the first place, but went so far as to caress my soles! What a sensation! I must say, I’m rather shocked to learn I’m ticklish so late in life, but not situation has ever arisen for me to experience this interaction! I must research this further!

Premise

I’m professor Ruby Sunfire and today I’ll be working with an assistant. I’ve disrobed and set my boots and stockings aside. My assistant has been instructed to stroke the underside of my feet while I record my thoughts and observations. He will than move on to the rest of my body and I will continue to log our findings.

Hypothesis

Due to my unfamiliarity with this stimulation, I’m not sure what to expect, but based on my reaction to my first encounter, I think it may be possible to trigger a Drakelin’s breath weapon by vigorous stimulation. In other words, my assistant will be trying to make me unintentionally breath fire by tickling me in various locations about my person.

Addendum

I’m ████████, student and assistant to Prof. Sunfire. After seeing her face light up with just a touch of my hand, I’ve decided to see her reaction to other objects. She looked quite worried when I produced a feather from my pocket…
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Image by Angel B.