Logbook Entry:

"It is finally happening. All the preparations have been made. We have talked to our city council and they have never been happier than now: We have finally found the perfect power generator.
It is environmentally friendly, easy to use and of course sweet as sugar.
All you have to do is tickle him to the point of insanity once a day and it will start sparking up his cute nipples. A good way to generate energy.

Our cute little giant was brought to the electronic laboratory. His arms were again spread out from his body, unable to move, leaving his ticklish armpits completely helpless and mercilessly exposed. His body has been securely locked up again and there is no way out for him. None at all.
We have blindfolded his eyes to further intensify the feeling of the unbearable tickle torture. We thought we were getting off to a cruel start: Two giant brushes with flexible plastic nubs that constantly circulate over his overly tender armpits. Not to mention gallons of slippery baby oil.
The poor little guy doesn't even know what's happening to him.

The tickling hasn't even started yet and he is already begging like crazy, we should please let him go. But that will definitely not happen.
We have become so used to the sweet laughter, giggles and pleading that it is impossible to imagine our everyday life without it.

We should definitely think about how to get to his hyper-sensitive nipples without getting electrocuted... But I'm sure we'll think of something. And I can't wait to cuddle, stroke and maybe even kiss him there."