Tickle them pink

"Oh god oh god oh godhahahaha sthaaap hehe sthaaph it hya haha!" Alexis was having a good time. By this point Nicole had abandoned her precious feet, and hot gotten up on the gurney so she could mount Alexis and attack her stomach. It was fertile ground for havoc, and the Hispanic girl reeled with joy and laughter as Nicole's every touch. In fact she was having too good of a time. "I'mhehehehe I'm haha oh stop it haha I'm going to peehehehe I'm going TO PEE!"

"Keep on her Nicole." You order. "This is how we'll tell if she's regained enough fluids to be discharged."

"No no no!" Alexis cried straining at her bindings with renewed ****. "I'm fine plehehe please stop. I don't want to peehehe I DON'T WANT TO PEE HAHAHAHA!"

"Shhh!" You cap her mouth with your hand and muffle her manic laughter, and genuine cries of distress. As you silence her green smoke flows out of her mouth and up her nose, quieting her protests even more. "Losing control of you bladder while getting tickled, or causing another woman to loose control of her bladder while tickling her, will cause you to have the strongest most fulfilling orgasms of you life. It'll cause you to pause and wonder why you make decisions in life that don't directly lead to that outcome."

You then place your mouth over her nose and breath your pink gas directly into her lungs. Before she can exhale you pinch her nose shuts. Her eyes grow wide and she looks at you. Not so much concerned with being unable to breath, but wanting to exhale the gas which is tickling her insides and her brain. Her chest inflates with labored chuckles, and beneath your hand you can feel her mouth struggling to open up and let the laughter out like demons rising from hell. Tears stream out the sides of her eyes. She looks at you desperately, imploringly and then dully. Until finally her eyes lose their focus all together and grow cocked. Her left eyes slides it's gaze to the left, and her right eyes looks to the right. Having nowhere else to go you watch the pink gas escape from her ears like an angry cartoon character.

You finally take your hand away and she immediately bursts into hysterics. At first it's the low dull 'hyuk hyuk hyuk' of an idiot but Nicole is able to bring Alexis back to her higher registers with ease. She's screaming and laughing like normal, but for the moment cock eyed Alexis seems incapable of interjecting speech between her loud honking laughs. "You tickled her brains out you naughty nurse." You chide Nicole playfully.

She grimaces. "Should we call for help?" She noticeably never stops tickling the still responsive Alexis.

"Naw." You wave her concerns away. "I'm going to do you next.

"Oh." She giggles with an excited kind of nervousness. "Okay then."

"But let's finish her hydration exam first."

"Aye aye." Nicole breaks out the big guns, and moves her hands into Alexis's armpits.

The poor brainless girl never stood a chance. Between overdosing on your pink gas and Nicole at her armpits she is undone within minutes. Her shameless laughter and cries give way to excited high pitched moans. She arches her back, and curls her toes at the joy of it all. Until a damn is finally broken and all the liquids a woman has pour out of her. She pees and squirts, and drools, and cries from Nicole's ****. A wet splatting sound can be heard just behind Nicole's butt and before long the rapid dripping of piss on tile fills the room. Sweet moaning sounds are coming from Alexis' throat. Her body shutters with it's most powerful orgasm yet, and it just can't stop laughing.

"Patient appears to be fully hydrated." Nicole announces, craning her head so she can see the puddle Alexis produced. "Hopefully she kept a little for herself." Alexis lets out a low giggle at that joke, and then a moan at her laughter, and then a laugh, and then another moan, and so on. "You really did a number on her." Nicoletries to say this imperially, but lust drips from her words.

She gasps when she realizes you're right next to her, and grabbing her arms. "Say bye bye to med school Nikki."

"Wait wait wait wait wait!" She babbles and struggles against your grip. "Maybe you shouldn't do me too."

Ah you see. She's all hot and heavy when you're messing up other girls, but draws the line when it comes to herself. How selfish. "Nicole." You say calmly and seriously. "If you don't let me do this, I'm going to leave and you'll never see me again."

"No!" She barely let's you finishing speaking. "Please do that to me. Turn me into a giggling idiot, or whatever is wrong with her. Gas me brainless! Please just don't leave me! I love..."

You place your hand over her mouth, and your mouth over her nose so she can breath in the pink. It's more dangerous for her, not being strapped down and all, so you have to hold her head firmly as she squirms. The tickling-pleasuring gas seeping into her lungs and from there targets the funny bone over every cell in her body. Her need to laugh is instant and she grabs your arms so she can pull your hand away but you hold strong. "Tickle Alexis." Her eye are wild and are desperately searching around the room but you manage to shake her, and get her to look at you. "Tickle Alexis." You repeat.

Obediently she takes her hands away from you and goes back to tormenting her patient. Her body jolts and twitches with unrealized laughter and her eyes beg you to free her and allow her to laugh. You see tears begin to stream from her eyes, and then Just like Alexis you see them begin to go unfocused. So you shake her. "Stay with me." You command forcing her back into lucidity. Her eyes show a clear concern for the state she almost fell into, but she's helpless to do anything about it as mere seconds later she beings to drift off again. You pull her back from the edge several times and with each save she looks more and more frightened by what awaits her, as each time her brain skims along what must feel like destruction. Yet the only noises she can produce are muffled woops of joy and pleasure as she laughs like a clown welcoming the coming oblivion.

She could have said no, or jumped off the gurney, or even fought you off. She could have seen the stupidly chuckling Alexis heard your plans for her, and stood up for herself and her mind. Instead all she did with those precious extra seconds you bought her brain, was **** the woman who you'd already wrecked with more frenzied vigor.

Eventually all the shaking and imploring you had couldn't save Nicole. Her eyes got a thousand yard look to them, and then went completely cross. Like the two were trying to meet in the middle of her face. Pink fog began to leak from her ears, and it was such a satisfying sight.

"Oh there we go, good girl. You want to laugh so hard don't you?" You shake her head up and down. "Yes you do, yes you do." You lower her head to the softly giggling Alexis. "Just breath all that lovely gas into your sister here, and I'll finally let you laugh." You lower her so their noses were touching and the only thing keeping their grinning teeth from colliding was your hand on her mouth.

Which you promptly removed. Their lips make contact, and Nicole's poor lungs exhaled all your gas out of her and into Alexis. At long last Nicole burst into hysterics, her laugher free at last. She was a snorter, a regular piggy. She could hardly finish one snort before the next started up, and the next, and was only occasionally able to punctuate a round of laugher with a guffaw or a chortle.

You move her head aside so could could clamp down on Alexis. She chokes down on the once-used gas for a bit before returning to a docile state, at which point you have her breath back into Nicole. You have them pass the gas around a few times until they are looney drooling messes, at which point you finally free them from their torment and leave them to giggle into each other's faces as wisps of pink smoke coil out of their noses and mouths. As they giggle low and dumb together you take the straps holding Alexis in place and adjusted them so they fit her, and Nicole who's laying on top of the poor exhausted Latino.

These two sisters of situation are about as close as two people can be both mentally and physically. Their gas addled brains have managed to find one another through the fog. Their screwy eyes are now staring into each other. The goofy faces would no doubt drive them into further clumsy laughing if the gas left any room for more hysterics. So instead they did as was expected of them and giggled goofily to each other, and you deliberate what to do with them.

Give them time to recover their faculties, or play around a little bit longer?