In playing around to make images for the asylum project, I accidentally stumbled on a way to make images that incorporated laughing gas. However, for some reason this made the images even more over-the-top and like something out of a 1960s James Bond film. I decided to not include these with the asylum but to keep them separate. I've never had a laughing gas fetish myself, but I have to admit the idea of a man trapped and forced to laugh even if there's no tickling involved is kind of a turn on. Here's my description for this image:
The prisoner woke feeling oddly confined, like he was being hugged. He soon realized his body was immobilized, though not uncomfortably, inside some kind of metal cylinder. The top of the cylinder was glass and he looked out at the strange room he was in and a rather sinister older man in a lab coat. "Ah, you're awake!" the man said. "Let's get started.". He turned a small valve on the side of the device and the prisoner heard a slight hissing sound above his head. A green vapor drifted down and surrounded his face. He tried not to breathe it in, fearing it was poison but eventually had to take a deep, ragged breath. Almost immediately he felt a strange sensation and the corner of his mouth twitched. "What was that?" he thought. It was almost...funny. He chuckled, despite his fear. Soon that chuckle turned into a steady laugh, which, before he knew it, had become a high-pitched cackle. What was going on? His laugh went on and on, completely beyond his control as the man in the lab coat peered in, smiling. "Yes, you seem particularly susceptible to our Giggle Gas" he said as he gathered his clipboard and pens. "I'll be back to check on you in a few hours.". "HOURS?" thought the prisoner, though he could barely put the thought together in his mind. He could not stop himself from laughing long enough to get a word out as he watched the man leave the room and turn off the lights on his way out.