Hey everyone!

 Chaos99 Offered to put my character Don Solletico into his Greymane tickle pic and I offered to write a story for it! Sorry it took a while but I hope you enjoy this cross over story!

Artwork by  Chaos99

 Chaos99 gave me permission to post this artwork on my gallery.

Greymane by Blizzard

Don Solletico belongs to me.

Story by me.




There was nothing but darkness. Like a vast void. It's probably another dream, Greyman thought to himself. He'll soon wake up. But then he tried to move, but he felt like his body was tightly bound, and eventually he the feeling started coming back into his body like he was regaining consciousness. He assumed he was waking up, but he still felt like his body was bound. Suddenly, some light was flickering around him, like torches. Eventually, his eyes readjusted, and it finally hit him. He wasn't in a dream. He was bound in a dungeon!

His hands were bound behind him, and his feet were in stocks with his toes tied back, and he also noticed he was in his Worgen form as well. He also noticed a lone door to his right, but nobody had come in just yet, and he hasn't sensed or smelled any presence yet. Pulling at the cuffs and stocks, Greyman tried to free himself, but the restraints were too strong. After a few minutes, he was pondering on what to try next when he heard an eerie voice.


"Welcome to my dungeon Master Greyman!" A deep, clear voice suddenly came out from all around the cell. "Who is that? Show yourself!" Greyman shouted. He looked around, but there was still nothing. "I do not care what you do to me! Whatever you want from me, you shall not have!" Greyman stoically pronounced. The shadowy presence laughed amusingly. "Heh heh, oh how I love to hear you tightwad nobles bluster.........before they are broken!" Greyman snarled at his unseen captor. "You honestly think you can do something like that? I shall not break for whatever nefarious reason you have! Go ahead! Do your worst!" Greyman bravely stated.

"Ahhhh, gotta say it........I love it when they give their permission! Heh heh heh heh heh!"



Greyman prepared himself for whatever might come. He watched the darkness fervently, waiting for anything that might emerge. But then he heard a dripping sound, like a solid glob hitting the ground. Suddenly, he felt a liquid hit his right foot. Something was dripping on his feet from the darkness. "Grrrr, what is that? What are you up to!" The liquid continued to drip onto Greyman's wriggling stocked smooth paws. "Just a little treat for my pets." Said the eerie voice. Confused, Greyman continued to search the darkness surrounding the cell for any sign of movement. Greyman smelled the strange liquid. It smelled sweet like a mixture of honey and molasses. Then he heard something moving in the shadows, along with some low growls. He saw a twin pair of eyes that were right in front of him, which caused Greyman to tense up and growl. Out came two black panthers, sniffing the air and licking their lips. Suddenly, he felt a hand grasp his left shoulder and looked up to see a tall, shadowy figure with a sinister grin.


"Let's see how long you last. Heh heh heh!"



Greymane growled and struggled against his restraints, his feet flailing about as much as they could as the panthers slowly walked up to them. "Tell me, Lord Greymane, have you ever heard of The Torture of the Goat's Tongue?" Greymane said nothing as he grimaced while the figure continued. "A sweet substance would be placed on the feet of a stocked victim, and a pair of goats would lick the feet....." The panthers finally reached the sweet-smelling Worgen feet as Greymane tensed up while the shadowy figure continued. "And most often than not, it would tickle!"


The right panther gave Greyman's right foot a brief slow lick, which caused Greyman to snort and briefly laugh through his teeth, surprised at the sensation of the rough panther's tongue. Then the left panther started to give harder licks on the other foot, which caused Greymane to briefly lose control and and laugh out loud for several seconds. But then he clenched up his body and tried his hardest to resist the further tickling. "Grrrrrhuhuhur! S-So! Is that youhuhuhur game?! Grrrrrrhuhuhuhur! Humiliating me, hehe, will only, heheheheheheh, increase my dehihihire for revenge! Uhuhuhuhuhur!" Greymane threatened while the figure just scratched his chin.


Revenge won't come for you anytime soon, my Lord, and the humiliation is just a small part of breaking you, and it looks like your poor puppy paws are very ticklish! Heh heh heh!"


Greymane cringed with embarrassment, and he couldn't help but blush as he struggled and continued to hold in as much laughter as possible, letting out contained chortles, giggles, and snorts. The figure saw the stoic Worgen blush and laughed.


"Awwww heh heh heh! What's Wrong M'Lord......Enjoy having Your FEET LICKED!? HA HA HA HA!"


Greymane growled loudly as the malevolent specter taunted him, unable to resist blushing. The worgen leader watched with disdain as the hungry panthers licked his ticklish feet all over. "Grrrrrrr! You will not BREAK me, you depraved fiend!" Greyman barked back as he double downed on his refusal to submit to his captor. Greymans soles were starting to turn pink from the rough tongues tickling them. Finally, after what feels like an hour, the panthers finally stopped licking the stocked worgen feet. Greyman breathed in a sigh of relief and scrunched his weary, sensitive soft paws.


The shadow entity then moved in front of the stocks and kneeled as the panthers moved around to the entity's side, rubbing against the shadow affectionately. The entity began rubbing the worgen's moist feet, massaging the tender muscles. Greyman made some brief moans and grunts of relief, but he knew it would be only a moment of pleasure as the torture could resume again in an instant.

"So simple a torture.......yet it's brought down so many great beasts like yourself. It's these little things in life that I relish the most!" Greyman growled and clenched his paws as he tried with all his might to pull apart the binds on his wrists, but only made the chain cuffs creak a bit. "I know you secretly enjoy such pleasurable tortures like this. Just simply embrace it and become my slave. Then I shall let you indulge all you want! Heh heh heh"


"Heh heh heh," Greyman suddenly chuckled as the entity raised an ethereal eyebrow and looked up at the bound worgen. "I told you, fool, torture me all you want. Did I not say that? And that I will not break! So, sic, your felines on my soles! I shall laugh at you all the way!" The entity slowly smiled and scratched the head of one of the panthers. "As you wish." The entity eerily replied as more of that sweet liquid began drilling down from the darkness on the ceiling. Greyman braced himself for the further torture that was about to befall upon him.

Once the sweet liquid was recoated onto Greymans feet, the entity snapped his fingers, and the panthers furiously lapped at the worgen feet once again. The rough tongues slowly brushed up the soft wrinkly wolven feet, and Greyman began roaring with laughter without any hesitation.

"Grrrrrhurhurhurhurhur! Gahahahahahahahahahahaha! Ah, HA! Hahahahahahahahahaha! Bwahahahaha! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Is that thehehehehehehahahahaha! Best yohuhuhu can dohohoho! Hahahahaha!!"


"Heh, that's it, let it all out, my handsome worgen. Soon, you will sink into your inner desires and become my tickle slave!" The entity said seductively as it towered over Greymane, who ignored the shadow. "Yohohohohoho will not break me! HA ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! But enjoy yourhurhurhurhurhurhur fun while you can! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! When ihihihihihi am free, Bwahahahahahaha! I will sehehehehend you to oblivion! Grahahahahahahahaha!" Greymane spoke bravely through his laughter. While Greymane let it all out, he tried to take quick bits of breath to conserve his energy, but the panther's ticklish torture on his feet was proving to be a tough challenge.



Eventually, the panthers finally finished the second coat of the mysterious sweet liquid, and Greymans feet were even more red and tender. Gasping for breath and sweating, Greyman moved around in the restraints as he adjusted his weary body. "Ahhh, you managed to take two sessions, quite impressive. I've seen some bigger beasts break after 3 or 4 rounds in a row. I wonder if you can break their record.

Heh heh." The entity continued to taunt at Greyman, who had his head down but slowly cracked a smile. "......Challenge accepted then...." Replied Greymane silently. The shadow smiled softly and replied, "Challenge granted."


The worgen's feet twitched as he felt the sweet liquid drip once again onto his weary soles. The entity didn't waste any time with monologuing and let the panthers continue their merciless lickles on the Worgen leader. "Hah! Hah! Grahahahahahahaha! Ohohohohohohohohohoho! AhhhhhhhhhhhhhGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRR! NO MATTER WHAT! GRAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I WONT BREAK TO YOU! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IVE ENDURED WORSE! HA HA HA HA HA! (cough cough) Gahhhhhh! Ah ah! HA HA HA HA! THIS IS NOTHING! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"


The entity watched curiously as the worgen endured more and more of the torture brought on by the panther tongues. Greymane continued to endure the cruel torture until he finally passed out as the panthers were close to finishing the 3rd coating of the sweet liquid.

"Gahhhhh, ha ha ha ha ha, ohhhhhh, ha! Ha ha ha ha, I won't break.......ahhhh....ahahahaha! You won't......have....ha ha.....me.......ugggghhhh...


Greymane finally passed out from the long tickly endurance session. The panthers sniffed at the worn wrinkly worgen soles and padded off back into the darkness. Once Greymane was completely out cold, the entity unveiled his true form, the dungeon Master Don Solletico. Exiting the cell, Don Solletico leaves Greymane to rest.

"Well done, my lord. Well done. I feel like you'd be a fine, reliable ally for the possible future."



The next morning.....



Greymane awoke from his bed in a sweat. He had the strangest dream that he was being tickle tortured by a perverted shadowy entity by having his feet licked by panthers! "Grrrrrhhhh, damn what a weird dream! Thank the Gods it wasn't real." Greymane muttered and got out of bed.

The worgen ruled his feet and cracked his toes. "How the hell are my feet so sore, though, I did travel quite a bit the other day. Hrrrrmmmmmm."