The enchanting contraption hailed as the laughter generating device. A twin aligned structure conceived by a visionary artisan. The epitome of comfort and entrapment, a realm of endless darkness. Its appendages caressed my sides, my underarms, my rib cage, my midsection, and my navel. Each touch instigated a tickling sensation, every stroke a precise stimulation akin to the soft bristles of dry paintbrushes. Had I been a captive operative, I would have divulged all secrets. Yet their sole...