This next commission was done by the very talented Geminisaint on FA: [link]
and It should be, by my knowledge, the first tickle picture of Leatherhead.
This commission is a "what-if" scenario where Leatherhead was captured by the Area 51 agent, Bishop, and was subjected to various painful experiments. Here's the episode that contains the scene, from 7:00 to 7:25 [link]
The artist who made this picture has given me permission to post it on my gallery.
It had been about two hours after the tranquilizers wore off, and Leatherhead was coming to. Suddenly a bright light shined in his face. Alerted, he tried to get up, but his body was tightly secured by metal clamps, he tried to call out, but he was silenced with a metal gag. "Well well, it looks like your finally awake." Leatherhead looked up to find a man dressed in black.
The man addressed himself as Agent Bishop as he continued his monologue, " Over the many years, we have protected the earth from the threat of alien invasion, but however your DNA is apparently from this world. And also, there are four other creatures running around New York City with the same DNA as yours." Leatherhead was surprised at the mention of the "four creatures," it was his friends, the Turtles none the less. Bishop then noticed Leatherhead's reaction to the mentioning of the Turtles. "Oh, you do know these.......turtles, well even if you don't want to tell use more about them, you will talk eventually. But unfortunately, research always comes before pleasure, I will be back later."
Bishop then left the laboratory, leaving Leatherhead at the mercy of the scientists. They didn't say anything to him, but worked at the controls of the machines around him. Leatherhead was desperate to escape, but the table restraints held him down firmly. Just then, he heard a humming sound, and then suddenly two mechanical tentacle-like appendage came down from the ceiling with circular brushes attached at the ends. The brushes then started to spin faster and faster and started to approach the mutated alligator, eventually they made contact with his soft belly.
As the brushes touched his belly, he felt a strange reaction from his stomach, and quickly started to laugh through the metal gag, the strange appendages were tickling him! As the brushes moves all over his abdomen, he wonder frantically, was this supposed to be some form of torture? Was he being experimented on somehow? He didn't know, all he knew that he was being tickled with no explanation. It wasn't long before he heard the machines working again, and a fuzzy roller came down from the ceiling as it made its way towards Leatherhead's chest.
The muscular alligator's laughter increased as the fuzzy roller brushed up and down his large thick pecs. Leatherhead was now trying with all his might to break free of the restraints and end this unbearable torture, but his efforts were futile, and could only hope that his turtle friends would eventually rescue him. But his hopes weren't getting to high when he heard something at the end of the table.
As Leatherhead tried to look up, he could barely see a second fuzzy roller coming up from beneath the table, coming near his large scalie feet. Leatherhead tried to plead desperately through the gag as best he could, but there was no stopping the merciless machines and their objectives. As soon as the roller started going up and down his wide soles, Leatherhead burst out into hysterics. He bit down on the metal gag trying to subdue the ticklishness, but his sensitivity was too great. With the inclusion of the second roller at his feet, the tickle torture was nearly unbearable, he was starting to sweat and tearing from his eyes. He then closed his eyes and started to scream as loud as he could for it to stop, and just at that moment.............
Leatherhead rose up from his bed, covered in sweat and heavily panting, he looked around and saw that he was in the Turtles lair at 3:00, it was all a nightmare.
Although his memory was shoddy, his dream made his tickle torture session all to real. Leatherhead layed back down on his bed, someday, he know someday he had to conquer his fears to get over his torturous memories from the laboratory experiments, Leatherhead closed his eyes once again, drifting off into sleep.
Meanwhile, hanging right above Leatherheads slightly open bedroom door, was Michelangelo, who had over heard Leatherhead begging in his sleep to stop the tickling. "Well big guy, it really is terrible about what they did to you............But, that doesn't mean were not going to have some fun together. Heh Heh Heh"
Original art by Geminisaint: [link]
Original Picture (non tickle version): [link]