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The Kindness of Neighbors Part 7 Part 7, David spends another evening under his dominant sister's thumb… and toes. CW:Femdom, Forced Feminization, Sisterdom, light Momdom, Chastity, Humiliation and Maid Work. I stood up and walked over to Jenna where she stood in my doorway. I should clarify (and maybe this is obvious), we are fraternal twins, not identical. She was quite a bit shorter than me. But the dominant smirk she wore on her face made me feel 1 inch tall compared to her. She reached into her bag and pulled out a lacy yellow pair of panties. "Go put these on in the bathroom. Then come back here." I nodded and was reminded of my sister's joy of humiliation as I replied. "Yes, Princess Jenna." My eyes grew wide as my voice was still low and sultry. I realized that Kathy had (probably intentionally) failed to tell me to stop using that voice! Jenna almost fell over laughing as I blushed and rushed to the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and stripped off my pants and boxer briefs. I froze in horror when I did. Kathy had also not removed my chastity cage! When I slid the panties on, my manhood was still compressed and out of sight, leaving me looking smooth down there! I realized that a program might make me ignore the discomfort! Panicking, I slid my pants back on, put my boxer briefs in my pocket and returned to my bedroom where I saw Jenna doing something by my dresser. She looked up and noticed me. "Come here, I have something to show you." I walked over and saw that she was at my underwear drawer. I was shocked by what I saw! The drawer was filled to the brim with panties in all colors and styles. There was everything from soft microfiber panties to skimpy g-strings. I looked at her in shock and found her grinning back at me. "Come on, slave. I'll explain." With that, she closed my drawer, turned on her heels and walked to her room, with her subservient slave in tow. When we entered her room, she closed the door behind us, sat on the edge of her bed, snapped her fingers and pointed at the floor in front of her. Without another word, I knelt in front of her. She smirked down at me, clearly enjoying every second of this. "So you're probably wondering about the panties. Well, Kathy was texting me today and told me all about your session today." A cold chill of dread ran down my back. She knew about my humiliating day of objectification and humiliation? Jenna smiled, nodded and continued. "That's right, she told me all about what you said in today's session. How you don't respect women, how you hold deep resentment toward us and how you fantasize about dominating and abusing us." I breathed a sigh of relief. At least she didn't know EVERYTHING. I looked up at Jenna and was surprised to see sympathy, understanding and caring. "She… she said that it was rooted in dad leaving us and never knowing him. David, dad hurt all of us when he left. I grew up without him too. I feel the same pain you do. You know that right?" I was stunned. Was this a real conversation happening?! She called me 'David' and was speaking from the heart. Was this a sign that she was softening to my plight? Had Kathy made a misstep by bringing dad into this? I nodded to Jenna, letting her know that I understood. Jenna took a deep breath and her face returned to its dominant expression. "Good, then you'll understand what I'm about to say. It's not fair to blame mom and me for his leaving. You are punishing us and all women for what a man did, and that ends here! Kathy says that getting you in touch with your feminine side will help you work past this deep set hatred you have and she insists that the more degrading this is, the more helpful it will be for you." And there it was. Kathy hadn't made a mistake, she had made sure that new torturous punishments and treatment could 'ethically' be introduced at home. And as far as she knew, Jenna could now let loose and think that she was helping her brother. I could have killed Kathy in that moment, but even that thought sent a painful jab straight through my brain. "So to help you, Kathy used CashApp earlier to send me money to buy you panties." She started cackling as she continued. "Because it's probably pretty hard to try and act like some big, tough, strong man when your in frilly little girl panties!" When she finished, she fell over laughing at the absurdity of the idea. I could only kneel and take it until she finished. "So, let's help you get more in touch with your girly side. You'll give me a manny/peddy with French tips. Oh wait." She grabbed her phone and scrolled through some text messages. "Kathy said to tell you 'Make my nails perfect and make them FRENCH.'" That was the trigger word. I looked on her bed and saw that she had all of her nail polishing supplies ready. My body took the supplied and got started. I spent an hour, bent over and painstakingly painting each nail to perfection. My hands and back got sore from the posture, but my brain prod wouldn't let me stop until each nail was perfect. After I was done, Jenna looked like she had more for me to do, but we heard mom coming up the stairs calling my name. Jenna rolled her eyes in annoyance and looked at me. "Well, I guess I shouldn't be selfish with the household slave. Go. But stop using that stupid voice. Kathy said mom doesn't know everything and that's probably for the best. She said, "If you don't respond well to my order to check your phone." I took out my phone and saw I did have a text from Kathy. Kathy: Your sister said she enjoyed your voice, but speak normally to your mother. She doesn't need to know what's going on yet. Give me time, one day you'll be an obedient little sissy slave both at my house and your mother's. I promise you that. I groaned as I left Jenna's room and found mom at the top of the stairs. She looked a little annoyed with me. "David, I really appreciate the changes you're making and I'm very happy with your progress, but you are not living up to your new commitments. The laundry is piling up in the laundry room and that was something you said you would handle." I felt a sharp pain in my head, my punishment for failing in my duties. "I'm so sorry mom. I have no excuse. I'll get started on it right away." Mom raised an eyebrow. "Yes you will, but you owe me something first. Come with me." I followed mom to the living room and sat next to her on the couch. "My feet are so sore. Rub them for me and tell me how your session went today." With that, mom kicked off her shoes and put her stockinged feet on my lap. I spent about 20 minutes rubbing her feet and regurgitating the cover story that was implanted in my mind. As I spoke, mom's attitude toward me changed, becoming less annoyed and more understanding. "Oh David. I always suspected that your dad leaving had some effect, but you never wanted to talk to me about it. I'm so sorry that you feel so hurt that you strike out against others. But Kathy is right, you have to stop punishing others for your pain. Does that make sense?" I nodded my head. "Yes mom. I'm so sorry for taking my anger out on you and all women. I realize now that my male hormones and affinity towards violence led me down this destructive path. I hope that my chores and service will help me get a new, more constructive perspective." I gritted my teeth at the words I was saying. Forcing me to blame my male hormones would just sink in the fact that I would be better off as a sissy! Darn that woman! I endured another punishing mental jab for that sentiment. Mom was smiling at me. "Wow, Kathy is really helping you get a new perspective! Well, my feet and mind feel much better. Get the laundry done before you go to bed okay?" I nodded, knowing that the laundry would probably only take me about an hour and a half. I got to the laundry room and found a modest stack of laundry. I got to work, but was heavily guided by my mental prod. First of all, I found that I needed to separate panties from the rest of the clothes. As I started a load of darks, I carried the panties to the sink and to my chagrin, I started hand washing them all. As I did the laundry, I found that there were new thorough practices that must have been part of my new chore programming. I hand washed the panties and stockings, made sure that the washer and dryer setting were uniquely set for each individual load and after the dryer, I found myself ironing each individual piece of clothing. It took me hours of slaving over each individual garment and sorting the clothes into different laundry baskets. By the time I carried the baskets and set mom's clothes by her door and Jenna's clothes by hers, it was well after midnight. I dragged myself into bed, physically exhausted from the non-stop chores and mentally exhausted from the torture, humiliation and mental discipline I had suffered throughout the day. As I laid down, I wondered how I could possibly go on another day, but then I saw Kathy's sadistic smile in my minds eye and heard her voice in my head, answering my miserable thoughts. "You'll go on because I own you, and I say so." To be continued…

Day Twelve: Tender, Service and Care Sarah’s return to work was graced with a return of her favourite customer, his name was Milo Drake. Milo was a man aged in his late 20s, he was extremely wealthy and would pay for two hours of her time. He would talk about his late father, his sisters and his sweet mother. He would tell jokes and give her an extra 20. He asked about the new piercings and even gave her advice. This evening was no different, Milo arranged for two hours and a room with no cameras. Sarah was glad to have him, she was happy to listen to him talk. Milo was also the only one that paid for the full service but told her to keep the panties on. While Sarah worked, she pretended she didn’t have a husband, but knew her boundaries, she never actually did anything that wasn’t approved by Steve. Today Milo surprised her. “One of my sister’s got divorced, she finally left him, she wasn’t safe with him, I saw the bruises, I wished I knew sooner, I would have hit him so bad, he

It was Halloween night as Allie walked through her apartment door, dressed as cute skeleton in a witches costume. She carried a large Scarlett red colored burlap sack filled to brim with various sweet treats, while her protruding stomach stuck out twelve inches in front of her petite body frame. Her hair long was dyed a bright pink color, a long with having toxic green colored highlights in her hair as well. Her Hazel colored eyes glowed with excitement, eager to sit down and eat her sweet treats from tonight’s gathering. It wasn’t everyday that she could go out and stuff herself without restraint, while having worried eyes looking at her with both confusion and fright. Halloween was Allies favorite holiday, besides thanksgiving or any other holiday that revolved around eating. When she got to her burgundy colored sofa, she sat down on it with a hard thud; feeling her swollen stomach jostle into the flesh of her thickening thighs. It growled with hunger, demanding the celebrating

What an exhausting day for Omalicha, she stretched herself wondering if tomorrow will be worth getting up for or just stay on her bed all day. Ever since she had finished her educational career in Lagos and moved abroad, to Japan for greener pastures. She had been doing the odd job here and there, barely able to afford the ridiculously high rent for this walk-in closet her landlord called an apartment until she got hired in a game developing company called Drop Games X and moved to a larger apartment which was high costing too. Living abroad was hard but at first she liked her job and the place she was working in. But things changed, she wondered if she stayed back home would her life been better, her love for her job quickly ran out because of how distressful and how underpaying the job was. Getting out of bed everyday had become an ordeal, even the simple act of brushing her teeth in the morning siphoned the little vitality she had. At work she had no friends which made things more difficult for her, Daichi Naiporo the new head artist noticed that she was really having it hard depression and anxiety was slowly eating her up, despite that she continued to give it her all Daichi was impressed, Omalicha was intelligent, responsible and hardworking and Daichi seemed to like that about her. Daichi became fond of her he wanted to help her with everything but he feared it might cause more trouble. Every time he offered to help her out she would declined. He got along with everybody except for her, which distressed him. "Miss Ekpunobi, do you have a minute"Daichi said "As you can see I don't"Omalicha said as she stretched herself, her shirt pulled up exposing her midriff. Daichi was consciously staring at her belly and noticed that she had an OUTIE. His manhood awakened in his tight pants to the point he became uncomfortable. Omalicha didn't notice anything Daichi remained silent for moment, he gazed at her cute bellybutton which shaped like an upside down heart. Daichi smacked her belly in a playful way and told her to pull her shirt down and she did, she was embarrassed. Daichi was relieved, he had a thing for bellybuttons especially OUTIES, seeing one just like that was surprising and tempting,he might've lost his self-control and thus reveal his bellybutton fetish. Omalicha was cool she wasn't weirded out at all but she was confused and embarrassed why would the new Head Artist take an interest on her. "You see I've been working abroad for the past three years until I returned weeks ago as you know, working here is difficult and it would be nice if got to spend time with you and know you" "You...the head artist, want to know about me"she said reaching for her bag "Yes" he said "I don't have time for this maybe next time" "C'mon I know this Inn that just opened a few days ago which serves the best roasted pork we can go there and have dinner" "Like I said I don't have time and besides I don't have the money for butadon and Ryokans around here are expansive" "I'll pay for everything"he said "No thank you, I'm on a mission and guys are a destruction"she said "I'm not asking you out"he said "Oh ok"she smiled smugly "No actually I am asking you out" "No thanks, I was hurt the last time someone asked me out, I don't want to go through that again" "You're cute but I'm sorry I can't"she laughed as she walked away from him "But why" Omalicha slowly and sexily descended the stairs. Daichi's eyes were locked onto her plump rear as she walked down. Omalicha was so ethereal, her aura was something else Daichi was in awe as he watched her sway her hips left and right, she turned her head and gave Daichi a wink before disappearing down the stairs. Daichi sighed in happiness wondering about the things he could do to her and bellybutton. In the next morning still in her pajamas, Omalicha was standing in her balcony looking at commuters busy rushing up and down taking intricate patterns like ants in a nest, she then looked to her left and saw someone familiar. Daichi was there in his balcony, sitting on a chair wearing a purple gown scrolling through his phone while taking a sip of coffee. Omalicha turned her head around and acted as if she didn't see him. "Hey I was wondering when were you going to wake up"Daichi said putting his phone down "Hey I'm talking you" Omalicha kept ignoring him "Yes what do you want!"she turned around and gave him a dirty look "A "good morning" would be nice" "Please do me a favour and leave me alone" "You have questions don't you, as to why am I here"he smiled "No I don't" she pouted "Sure, I'm coming over"he said with a slight grin on his face "Heh.. what.. don't come" "Sorry I'm coming" he said a he rushed back inside. Omalicha rushed back too and locked the door. "Omalicha! come out come out"he called "What do you want" "C'mon I just want to talk to you"he chuckled "You're a creep, get lost" she said as she leaned with her back behind the door struggling to hold her laughter "Ok"he said with a frown slowly walking back as if his factory settings got reset Omalicha laughed and then unlocked the door, Daichi heard the sounds he rushed back and waited patiently on the door. "Mr Naiporo, your one interesting fellow" "I get that a lot, but I'm mad... really mad"he leaned on door frame giving Omalicha a dirty look "Why"she chuckled and shook her head lightly "You called me a creep" "I mean you sure sounded like one" "I've been called many things in past, but creep now that's going too far" "Ok ok I take it back you're not a creep,Sheesh" She said but Daichi ignored her "Ok I'm sorry" Omalicha said and Daichi smiled Both of them were silent for her while so silent that it became awkward. Daichi fidgeted with his fingers, and his eyes were darting around, Omalicha became annoyed because of the sudden silence, she could see he had something to say. "I know you have something to say, just spit it out" "I like you"he said boldly "Heh.. what how can you be so straight forward and upfront like that." She felt an unexpected warmth flooding her body and her face radiated revealing a shimmer on her forehead and on the cheeks. "You're intelligent, responsible and hardworking.. I like that". "There are thousands of women like that."she said as her cheeks glowed more "But I like you" "I know you don't mean what you're saying it's all tatemae".she folded her arms and looked away "No I'm being honest".he said "I'm too blunt you know, well that's what people say, I'm sure when you get to know me you won't like that." "I don't see the problem with that". he said "Well a lot people don't think so, especially Ken he thinks I'm too blunt I have to tone it down. It's exhausting to keep this tatemae, I always feel like I'm walking on eggshells because I can't use tatemae, and it's hard to tell if somebody is being genuine or not". she said "I understand, I've been living in Ireland for the last three years and people there were blunt and brutally honest, at first I felt like my coworkers were rude maybe is because I was used to a lot of tatemae but as time went on I began to appreciate it because it showed me that they trusted that I can handle honesty. I always thought you couldn't be polite without telling lies but they proved me wrong". Daichi said "At least you can understand it". "It's still hard, insincerity is toxic I'd prefer someone to be honest even if it hurts me". he said "I've been living here for months and I just found out about tatemae weeks ago, I thought it was something that everyone and everywhere does it's just that people in Japan have a name for it but I was just wrong, it was embedded in the Japanese culture. To be honest, that made me second guess everything someone tells me. When I started working here Ken would take out me for lunch and help me with everything but he started ignoring me,for months I wondered about this, then I found out that he was obliged to take me out and everything, what he said about "looking forward to being buddies" was just tatemae". That messed me up but I'm glad that he apologized". "That must've slowly dismantled the fairytale fantasy you had about Japan". he said with a smug. "Yes"she laughed "I guess we shouldn't romantisize anything, anyways won't you be going to work." "Yes, I'm just going to relax and stay in the bed all day." She stretched herself "Why, Ken is going to fire you." "At this point I don't care, I'm just exhausted I need some me time, I asked for a personal date and Ken denied me one and I never ask for anything, I work my ass off and for what, the peanuts that I get?, I just can't anymore my wellbeing comes first and jobs are replaceable." "I guess that makes the two of us, Ken will be pissed, but I don't care It's a Friday and I want to have some fun, wanna join me" "Nah thanks and you haven't explained to me about you living here now" "Oh yeah I moved here last night, and I'm the landlord's son" "I can see where you got it from, your mom is quite the women, she's very persuasive she can't take no for answer" "I sorry about that, she was a saleswoman before starting a real estate company." Daichi moved closer Omalicha took a step back"Don't be, anyways see you on Monday" "C'mon"Daichi smiled at Omalicha, from where he had been standing."This is my honne, I like you and I saw your bellybutton yesterday , it's sexy and know you think this is weird but that's how I feel." Daichi went on about his feelings while she stood there, her body flared as if she was the Human Torch. She couldn't take anymore she excused herself, covering her blushing face, ran inside. She locked herself in her room, breathing heavily she asked herself why she felt this way. She hasn't been overwhelmed with such feelings in ages, she had the same intense feeling when she was little playing the New Super Mario Wii game running away from King Bill while listening to Young Girl A. It was so intese that she started sweating. After a while Omalicha came out and gave Daichi a wicked grin. And then both of them exchanged evil grins before bursting into laughter. Omalicha thought it was her personal day maybe she should give what the body needs. "Here it is, but I don't think it's sexy"she said showing Daichi her bellybutton "No it's sexy can I lick it"he asked moving in front of her and squatted "No, bellybuttons are inherently unhygienic"she nuzzled her nose "So let's clean it"he picked her up by her ass, and her bosom pressed against his chest, he took a whiff and Omalicha smelled like rainbows he thought,her pleasant smell drived him crazy. Daichi took her to her room and layed her on the bed and cushioned her head with a pillow. Omalicha buried her face in her hands embarrassed, she had never showed her bellybutton to any guy let alone allowing a guy to clean it, it was hideous she thought. On the other hand Daichi was having a blast as he jammed up to Tiny Little Adiantum looking for the q tips in the drawers. "Daichi" "Yes" "You meant what you said, right?" "About what?"he asked "About my bellybutton, you said it was sexy" "Yes it is, don't worry ever since I met you I've never used tatemae, and I'll try to keep it that way" "Oh ok" she said "I've found them!"he said with excitement after reaching for the q tips container "So Daichi what's so arousing about bellybuttons" she asked He took his time and gulped"I believe in this world of sexuality nearly anything is possible. Almost anything can be sexually arousing to someone, somewhere. Humans happen to be complex creatures, and our ability to use imaginations never fails to astonish. So we shouldn't belittle anyone for their kinks and fetishes." "And yes, bellybuttons are arousing too, personally I just like how they look and how they feel when you play with them or torture them. Some people can't reach the climax if they don't get their bellybutton played with or tortured. Believe it or not many people can get an orgasm from playing with their bellybutton, it's so pleasurable that you can literally cum." "Interesting, but mine is sensitive not in a pleasurable way, I once accidentally flicked my bellybutton with a rubber band, it hurt so bad that I couldn't wear anything over for hours" "That can happen,but I promise I'll be gentle and if you feel any discomfort don't hesitate to tell me"he said reaching the q tip "Ok" She stared and bit her lip. She knew what was coming, without warning Daichi sticked the q tip by the bottom bumpy crevice where the heart shape started. Omalicha let out a squeal "Eeeeeeeepppppp" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"he blushed as she curled up her toes and became stiff "Go.. go head, it didn't hurt my bellybutton is just unbearably sensitive" "Oh ok, I'll be even more gentle."he wiped the sweat on his fore head Daichi traced through the folds with the q tip, Omalicha let out a "Mmmmm" signalling she was enjoying it as the q tip picked up all the gunk inside. She closed her eyes savoring the moment as Daichi gave it more strength swirling through the folds,it was so satisfying. After a couple of swirls Daichi disposed the q tip and then stretched the folds to see if there was any gunk left. "It's clean"he sighed with delight "So what now"she asked. Daichi got on top of her and unbuttoned her top pajama,her belly was fully exposed now. "This makes me feel naughty in all kinds of waty"he confessed swirling his finger around her bellybutton. She chortled in embarrassment, she moved her head to the side and shut her eyes preparing for what's to come. "Get on with it" she said shyly "Shhhhh! I'm going to melt your mind and body with pleasure, just like you want me too"he whispered to her ear. She didn't know when it was coming but her senses were now hyper alert. Without warning Daichi darted his tongue back and forth between the thick folds with lightning quickness. Omalicha let out a howling laughter "WUUUUUUU HUUUU HUUUHU HUUUU HUUUHU HUUUU". Omalicha began to struggle moving her legs restlessy on the sheets, she tried rolling away but Daichi grabbed her by the hips and hold her in good position. She let out a piercing scream "DAICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" but he ignored her he continued mercilessly darting his tongue like a spear with more quickness. "DAICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" she screamed. Daichi filled every crevice with his saliva, and tasted the insides while she began sweating heavily. He changed his motion with the tip of his tongue he started wiggling the tip of her bellybutton which sent her to hysterics. She was laughing like crazy moving her arms up and down. "HAHAHAHA HAAHAAA HAAA", Daichi kept going she moved her head side ways to the point he was struggling to hold her down as she thrusted her body up, Daichi was sweating but his excitement was high he kept attacking her bellybutton with his tongue. She was on beast mode she kept throwing her hands furiously nearly hitting Daich on the face. Daichi paused "Woahhh I'm scaroused"Daichi panted between words and took a huge breath before wiping the sweat on his face which was now red "Scaroused, haha is that even a word" she said panting "Yes, you were moving violently" "What was I supposed to do my bellybutton is very sensitive, My body just moved on it's own I couldn't do anything besides that" "Interesting, what other situations does your body move on it's own" he asked with a devilish grin "I don't know"she covered her face "Ok but do you want to continue with this" "Yessss"she whispered urgently "Ok, but I have do this" Daichi got up and went to his apartment and a few moments later he returned with a box full of sex toys,whips, feathers,ropes and other torture devices. Omalicha had closed her eyes waiting patiently for him to continue, she was feeling unbearably hot so she decided to remove her pajamas. Daichi watched in awe as she striped her clothes, he was excited because this was going to make things easier for him to reach her sensitive spots. Daichi smiled and told her that as he promised he was going to make her mind and body melt with pleasure. And finally she was in her white panties, she watched as he tied the rope on the ceiling ,at first she was skeptical of all of this but the idea of being tied up tickled and tortured simply turned her on, like eyes watering, struggling to breathe, wanting to crawl out of her skin because she will be experiencing such intense discomfort from tickling and torture. After tying the rope to the ceiling he asked her if she wanted to continue with it or not, she might regret it later but she ignored him "I'm all yours" she said sensually and cuffed herself and then crawled to him, "oh well let's do this" he said tying the rope tightly on the cuff's chain. "Let's begin" he said, Daichi brought her closer to him, without hesitation he placed his mouth on her bellybutton and gave it a good suck, eliciting a loud moan from Omalicha, she felt her bellybutton unfold inside Daichi's mouth, she felt like her vitality was being siphoned away through her bellybutton as it grew in size in his mouth. Daichi strengthened the suction until her umbilical flesh was inside his mouth, he nearly choked because of this. Daichi released her bellybutton from his mouth and allowed her take a glance of her bellybutton which was completely out, Omalicha marveled at it's size and how nice and sore it felt. Without warning Daichi reached for her bellybutton scraped the tip of the soft umbilical flesh, she tried to fight the irresistible urge squirm but she couldn't, she let out a loud moan and began to squirm spasmodically, the sensations were just too much for her mortal body. She was tied up she couldn't do anything, her vulnerable protruding umbilical flesh was just out there to be tortured mercilessly. Daichi grabbed on it and yanked it outwards, she let out another high pitched scream struggling furiously at her bonds. Her head thrusted from side to side, she was soaked in her sweat she couldn't take it but Daichi hadn't started yet. He pulled out a feather with stiff veins and fluffy veins,he dabbed her bellybutton Omalicha gritted her teeth. "Oh you think you're tough" he said, Daichi dabbed her bellybutton she began to squirm he did it again and again and then he changed motion he traced her naked belly back and forth, she strained her belly and her bellybutton seemed to jutt out more. "Interesting, your bellybutton and your body want more, better give it what it wants"he said with a grin from ear to ear "I think I had enough"she said panting "No you don't, your body wants more"he said Daichi unhooked her bra and exposed her tities, he didn't waste any time he moved the feather along her shoulders, to her chest down to her cleavage and with lightning quickness he swept under the tits, she was filled with ecstasy she began to giggle like a little girl. And without warning Daichi's hands shot out and fluttered two little downy feathers behind Omalicha's ears, she sputtered and giggled involuntarily. "HEEEEEEE HEEEEEE HEEEEEEE STOOOO HOOO HOOOP" Daichi kept attacking her highly sensitised body, more waves of pleasure bashed her internally as he kept going. Daichi went back and tickled her bellybutton more and more waves of pleasure exploded she let out a slutty, muffled moan against her will, her first orgasm rocked her body, her thighs were throbbing. Daichi paused and asked her if she liked it she shyly looked elsewhere and nodded yes. Still tied to the ceiling, Daichi moved closer, he saw the wet spot on her pantie, he attacked her poor bellybutton which was now irritated, he took out a brush stroked her bellybutton up and down Omalicha tried to twist away from the brush, but there was no way she was tied and bound by him and her helpless bellybutton couldn't evade her tickler. Daichi's excitement hadn't peaked yet he kept going mercilessly, tear filled, swollen eyes, Omalicha let out another howling laughter."WOOOOOOO HOOOOOOO HOOOOOO HOO". Daichi changed the pacing to intense, Omalicha lost all control, contorting her body, tossing her head back and forth in a loud fit of squeals. With all her might she screamed "PLEASEEEEEE STOOOOOPP" "Sorry I don't understand Engrish"he said with a Japanese accent "YAMETEEEE" "Huh" "YAMATE KUDASAIIIIIIIII" "NANI?"He burst out laughing This gaijin was something else he thought. Her orgasm had subsided but he wanted to tease her more, Daichi launched his lips on her bellybutton and sucked her bellybutton, she felt a combination of shame, disgust, and fear along with a perverse tingle of excitement as he kept sucking. This was so good that she had forgotten about her problems, Daichi seemed to be draining all her pain and suffering. She shrieked as he used all his might and strengthened the suction, she was in Dreamland. But that savage beast bit her bellybutton, she wailed uncontrollably her eyes opened wide with horror, she couldn't take it! it was excruciating she convulsed with unparalleled vigor. Daichi then released her inflamed bellybutton her eyes still widened in horror, he uncuffed her she dropped on the bed tired, panting swallowing hard, she just lied there twitching while her bellybutton stuck out. Daichi watched in awe. "What a sight"he said Like a gentleman, he picked her up and took her to his apartment and left her rest there. He came back to her apartment and tidied everything and even washed the sheets. Hours later she woke up and found herself down to her birthday suit in his room, she was embarrassed and scared she got up and went to the kitchen. She found him cooking, whatever he was cooking sure smelled good and familiar. He asked her to see what he was cooking, she refused and said she needs to take a shower before that. He walked across the room to her and when he got there he took a whiff of her scent. His force awakened. "That's one of the most feminine thing I've ever smelled"he remarked "Heh, what do you mean" she blushed "Oh nothing, you see I'm cooking something I'm sure you're gonna like it, well it's sorta like a fusion, a blend between two dishes to make a new one, come and see" he grabbed her hand and took her to the stove "You're cooking jollof rice"she gleamed with excitement "Sorta, I'm making butadon, using jollof rice as the base I know it's a complete dish but I'm going to top it with sweet grilled pork loins and make the perfect rice bowl dish"he said "That's sounds delicious" "Wanna join me?" "Yes"she said shyly "But first I need to take a shower"she said "Sure, you can take it here if you want" "No thank you" "Oh ok, but are you going to go outside like that, I know it's dark but I don't want anyone to see my lady like that" like a child he pouted and took off his white shirt "Your lady?"she giggled "Yes"he said buttoning the shirt "Oh ok"she covered her blushing face With that she went to her apartment and took a shower and then returned later. When she got there she was greeted with the delicious smell that filled the entire apartment. She took a single step and Daichi quickly picked her up and took her to the table. "I don't want you to walk for today" "This is ridiculous"she giggled "But why" "Tomorrow I want to tickle those beautiful toes of yours not to forget the soles too" "No!, I've had enough of torture maybe you should be the one that has to be tortured" "I'm ok with that"he said "And your bellybutton, you haven't shown me" "I don't have a problem with that either, you'll see it but mine is not as interesting as yours, yours is the kind of bellybutton I imagined a succubus would"he said "Oh ok" "So what about an Incubus , what kind of bellybutton you thing they can have?" "Well I don't know maybe oval shaped innies"he said "That's boring I think the ones that are shaped like swirls would be perfect"she said "Maybe, let's eat before the food gets cold" "Yeah" They spent the night together, playing Tekken 8 and conversing. Daichi enjoyed her company he has never brought a girl to his apartment before. That night was really special for him, they both fell asleep on the couch. In the morning Daichi woke up and found Omalicha resting her head on his chest, he panicked at first and later calmed down he didn't want to wake her up. He layed her head on a pillow and sneaked out, he went to the bathroom and took a leak before going to the kitchen. Omalicha woke up. "Where am I"she yawned between words "You're awake, good" "We spent the the night together"her eyebrows raised "Yes but nothing happened"he said "I'm glad" "Wanna join me for breakfast"he asked "Tell me, why are you doing this, why have you been nice to me, do you have an agenda" "No, why would I" "You see nice guys are nice until they get something they want, that scares me. Just be honest" "What's with this, showing a benevolent gesture makes me sus, aren't we dating" "But" "But what, didn't I promise you that I'll be honest with everything as much as I can,and yes I want to fuck you but that's not the point, and I hate this "nice guy" label you're giving me, I'd say I'm a good guy. Don't worry I don't have any ulterior motives." "Ok"she ran across the room and gave him a hug"promise me" she said "Yeah, so do you want to join me for breakfast"he said, she smiled eagerly and said "yes". Daichi gave her a passionate smooch. After having their breakfast, Daichi asked her if she ever traveled to Hokkaido, expectedly she said no. Daichi wanted to take a trip with her to Asahikawa, she refused she said she doesn't have enough money for a trip like that, she could only afford spending money around here in Tokyo. Daichi told her not to worry he had covered everything and bought two flights to Hokkaido. She expressed that she doesn't deserve something like that, but Daichi ended up convincing her he pointed out that they both needed a gateway to release these negative emotions. They've been depriving themselves with joy for a long time. In the next hour they got ready and took a flight to Hokkaido. When they got there they sent their luggage to a Ryokan Daichi had booked, it was a bit cold but they were still going to have fun. First they stopped at Asahiyama Zoo, it was busier than usual but they managed to spend some time with the penguins and took a couple of pictures. After that they visited Zerubu Hills but because it getting more cold they didn't spend much time there they went to a restaurant that serves Ainu food. Daichi decided to take her to the Kawamura Kaneto Ainu Memorial Hall which was Hokkaido's oldest museum of Ainu culture, it was opened by Kawamura Kaneto, it's exhibit contained approximately five hundred artifacts of Ainu lifestyle and clothing. This was special for Daichi because he was Ainu, he revealed that on his father's side they're Ainu and his Ainu name is Ekashiba which he was given by his grandma. Omalicha was surprised, she looked up what Ekashiba meant, she found out that it means "someone who can do great things". They returned to the Inn because it was getting colder. When they got inside their room Omalicha pushed Daichi to the bed, she gave him a seductive look and then took off her clothes. Daichi watched her as she sexily did that. Omalicha was now in her pink bra and panty, she asked him to take off his clothes but he hesitated. "Down to your birthday suit"she said seductively "No I don't think we can do this today, it's cold" "C'mon, you want to be tortured, right" "Yeah, but.." "But what, this is something you wanted all along. Don't worry about the cold, our bodies will heat up soon but only if you go inside me" "Ok let's do this" "How are we going to do it if you're still on your clothes" "Ok fine" Daichi off his clothes but he was being slow, Omalicha helped him with it. Daichi was now on his grey LMAO undies. "Oh my gosh that is so cuteeeee"her voice squeaked upon seeing his bellybutton. His bellybutton was a swirl, it wasn't a perfect swirl but it was meaty and cute. His bellybutton complimented his fine abs and the happy trail really did it for Omalicha. His bellybutton was a little red Daichi rubbed it, she watched in awe as he did that. Daichi was embarrassed, he thought she was just messing with him but she was serious his bellybutton was cute she couldn't take her eyes off of it, it was hypnotic. Omalicha asked him again if he wanted to be tortured, he crazily nodded. Daichi got on top of the bed and waiting for her, Omalicha had brought ropes to tie him up, I mean it was only fair since he tied yesterday. She spread his legs and arms and tied them to the bed tightly,and then she cushioned his head with a pillow. She leaped on top of him she lowered her head and gave him a smooch before running her magical hands across his chest. She flicked his right nipple and stroked the left one eliciting a light grunt from. She did this several times until he began to laugh while his breath quickened. Omalicha wanted to make him laugh even more he fought an irresistible urge to squirm but he gave in and tossed his head left and right as she scribbled her naughty fingers under his armpits. He hollered like a hyena as she tickled his heightened armpits, he continuously squirmed he couldn't run away from her hands as she was on top of him, and the ropes were tightly fastened. The room temperature rose because of their heating bodies, his face was now red Omalicha turned around and attacked his soles, she scrabbled her fingers up and down his soles tickling vigorously throughout,he curled his toes it was too much he couldn't take it anymore. He let out a howling laughter sweating, his laughter was encouraging her she went on mercilessly, Daichi began to thrust his body up she didn't give him any chance to breathe at all she tickled his soles for ten minutes it got to the point that he stopped squirming but he twitched a little, his body was like shutting it's senses down. Omalicha was tired of using her fingers she took a fluffy feather and stroked his soles and moved around and between the toes and once again he collapsed in paroxysms of laughter. He tried to wiggle one of his foot away but she held it down and used her body weight to keep his leg in place she tickled his highly sensitized feet, he was laughing hard as if he had a gelastic seizure his cute face was now crimson, she was exhausted from all the tickling she stopped. Omalicha lied on his sweaty chest taking fast short breaths until she gained composure, Daichi was exhausted too he shut his eyes and stayed still. They lied there for minutes, Omalicha could feel his heart beat slowing down back to normal. Omalicha got up and reached for the cotton buds. "I'm sorry I have to do this"she licked her lips lustfully And suddenly she sticked the cotton bud and expertly swirled through the folds of his bellybutton, surprisingly it didn't evoke any emotion. She sat there disappointed. Daichi realised that and laughed he told her that earlier he tortured his bellybutton when she wasn't watching, he claimed that it was numb. Omalicha was angry she felt cheated on but all hope wasn't lost. "Your bellybutton is numb, right?"she asked "Obviously"he said struggling to hold back his laughter "You're going to regret it"she stared him wickedly "Sure"he laughed "I'll pop it out and bite it so hard that you'll cry and beg me to stop, you shouldn't have tortured it without me". She said with a slight grin on her face "No no no no no no don't do that, I'm going to die". "No you won't, you bit mine yesterday it was painful and yet it felt good, I want to share that feeling with you. Think of me as a succubus I only want to bless you with pleasure". "You can't"he said "What's going to stop me mmmh?"she laughed wickedly "No, you can't"his eyes were filled with horror,his breath sped up "Watch me" Omalicha launched her lips on his bellybutton and began to suck it out. Daichi felt it unfolds inside her mouth, she kept sucking and until she filled her mouth with his bellybutton. Daichi arched his back as she impaled his bellybutton with her tongue she stroked it up and down and his breath sped up more. Daichi expected pain but he was surprised to feel a growing excitement as he looked down and saw her sunken cheeks from sucking his bellybutton. She was doing sorcery on his bellybutton, he sighed pleasantly and looked up. Omalicha kept sucking it until he was fully in a trance of ecstasy. Her jaw was aching from the effort as her tongue lashed back and forth she wanted to end this, without warning she bit his bellybutton eliciting loud grunt from him. He was horrified and confused. "I got you where I wanted"she giggled and went for another bite Daichi arched his back and began to shake with unparalleled vigor. Omalicha buried her face and gave it another bite and then watched him squirm as tears filled his eyes. She wasn't done yet she took a crocodile clamp and place it on his bellybutton, Daichi let out a bull's moan. Omalicha was SCARAOUSED she watched him struggle writhing on the bed. And suddenly Daichi managed to free his right hand and with lighting quickness he reached for her bellybutton and squeezed it, Omalicha begged and cried. His force awakened because of her cries he told her to untie him if she wanted him to stop and she did quickly. Both of them felt unbearably hot they took off their undies, they were now naked. Omalicha leaped onto him, they started smooching and kissing, Daichi reached for one of her boobie he squeezed it to his heart’s content while she lustfully moaned rubbing his stiff throbbing cock. Daichi flipped her over he was on his knees he mounted her legs onto his shoulders while she guided his dick to her pussy. Daichi grabbed her hips grinding her crotch against his, finally he was inside. He started with long slow strokes making sure she was comfortable and then he sped up the pace she began to moan softly. He kept the pace consistent but her moans increased, her moans were encouraging him to pump faster, and then he grabbed her by the waist firmly and rocked her crotch against his dick she sighed pleasantly as he worked, encouraging him onwards. "OOOOHHHHH OOOHHHHH OOOHHHHH" Her moans intensified, Daichi saw her inflamed protruding bellybutton and pressed it like a switch. She tossed her head sides ways savagely, she orgasmed. Daichi kept ramming her pussy simultaneously fondling with her bellybutton, she was moaning crazily. Her bellybutton seemed to be a switch that needed to be messed with. A wave of warmth from his crotch area coursed through his body and he busted it was just too good, the warm juices inside felt good. Daichi pulled out his cock and flipped her around she was on her knees, he reached her protruding bellybutton from behind and squeezed it. With frantic squeals she begged him to stop. He squeezed her bellybutton meat she sobbed begging him again and again, it was more than she could take she was on fire from the waist down. She looked over her shoulder, her back arched as her hair clung to her face sobbing. "You're gonna pay"she sniffled and reached for his bellybutton and pulled it. Daichi clenched his teeth trying hard not to give in. Omalicha sniffled and giggled, she thought he was being selfish for not moaning, she wanted him to equally participate on moaning. She grabbed his bellybutton again and pulled it every direction, finally Daichi let out a moan. Omalicha looked at him still flushed and panting from the bellybutton torture somehow she knew where he'd be most sensitive right now, she giggled. Her giggles were cut off by a beastly moan, as her body responded to the rapidly pounding cock stretching her wide. She was caught off guard but this was good for Daichi he punished her pussy, before she knew it, another orgasm slammed into her, fuzzing her mind as she muttered "Ekashiba Ekashiba Ekashibaaaaaaaa". "Zawarudo wourdn't know how zis is gorzen"He said with a Japanese accent "Golden? Is it that good" she asked panting between words. Daichi nodded urgently in affirmation. Daichi reached for her bellybutton again and gave it a squeeze while pounding her more. Omalicha grunted and moaned with each exhalation Ya boy wasn't playing around. Daichi was thrilled hearing her moans intensifying each thrust, Daichi grinned and said "They don't call me Ekashiba for nothing". He kept fucking her like that until he busted again, he pulled out and she immediately collapsed on the bed and Daichi lied beside her panting, they lied there for while until they gained composure. Omalicha rolled over to Daichi and gave him a kiss and said that he gave her a wonderful time. Daichi told her that he had a great time too. Omalicha got up and told Daichi that she was going to get a shower and then relax in the onsen if he wanted should he follow her, Daichi smiled and headed to the shower with her. Daichi sat on the Hinoki stool and switched the shower valve and scrubbed his head while Omalicha applied Pelican For Back Medicated Soap on her boobs until there were bubbles covering her bosom. "What are you doing"he asked "Isn't it obvious I'm washing your back"she said pressing her boobs on his back and swirled around them around "Be sure to change position and strength when you press your boobs into me" he said "Move them left and right and in circles not just up and down"he continued "Ooo that makes me feel good"she said After their shower, Omalicha soaked into the private open-air onsen/Rotenburo it felt wonderful while she listened to Clairvoyant by MISOGI, she looked up to the stars and the sky for a moment and then snow began to fall. Omalicha watched one glittering snowflake land on the back of her hand, it was followed by another one. She was able to see each unique pattern these small wonders possessed, she was filled with joy she always thought every snowflake looked the same maybe the reason was that she always looked snowflakes from a distance. Daichi had wrapped himself with a blanket, a cold wind kissed against his flushed red cheeks, he exhaled sharply hesitating to join Omalicha. She called for him and he told her to wait because he wanted to pop out his bellybutton before soaking in. "Uhh"he grunted after popping out his sore bellybutton, and then took off his blue pants and joined her Omalicha was excited they smooched and kissed in the water, Omalicha noted that her bellybutton wasn't sore anymore, did the hot spring heal it up?. Daichi explained that when soaking in a hot spring the body blocks the pain receptors that's why she doesn't feel any pain. Omalicha was relieved from the fatigue and pain, and her bellybutton was popped out it felt like it was always out. And a film formed on her skin resulting to a slightly tacky feeling after her bath, the onsen was great she would love to do this again. After the hot bath they tried the Japanese cold milk with onsen tamago eggs, Omalicha took a sip of furutsu gyuunyuu (fruit milk) while Daichi sipped koohii gyuunyuu (coffee milk) and conversed until midnight and then they had a restful sleep. Both of them weren't planning on losing their virginity but it happened, their love blossomed because of that, Omalicha was glad to have someone like Daichi by her side.

In a small town outside of Vegas there lived a young woman named Lily. At just 22 years old, she was known throughout the world as the stretchiest nymphomaniac to ever grace the earth. Lily's body possessed an extraordinary flexibility, allowing her to accommodate any size cock with ease. But Lily's insatiable desire for sexual pleasure knew no bounds. She yearned to set a new world record, one that would challenge even her own remarkable abilities. She dreamt of conquering the largest dildo ever created, a massive monstrosity that stood at a staggering 10 feet in length and 2 feet in width. Determined to achieve her goal, Lily dedicated herself to rigorous training and stretching exercises. She spent hours each day preparing her vagina for the colossal challenge that awaited her. With each passing day, her body grew more elastic, her pleasure threshold expanding beyond imagination. As fate would have it, the colossal dildo she sought was not a mere sex toy hidden away in a secret room. No, it was a grand spectacle, a public monument proudly displayed outside the headquarters of the renowned sex toy manufacturer. This enormous creation, aptly named "The Goliath," stood tall as a testament to human desire and the pursuit of sexual ecstasy. One fateful day, after months of intense preparation, Lily stood before The Goliath. The colossal dildo gleamed in the sunlight, its enormity taunting her, yet fueling her insatiable lust. With a mix of excitement and nervousness, she prepared to mount this mammoth phallus. Beside being a monument The Goliath was also fountain its waters lay dormant. This fountain, intricately designed to resemble a giant cock, was the source of a mysterious white, slimy fluid. Little did Lily know that this fluid would play a significant role in her ultimate satisfaction. As she positioned herself, her body quivering with anticipation, she set her welcoming lips atop the massive tip. She holds her breath and with a cringe she relaxed her vulva, with almost a full bottle of lube directly squirted into her the head entered with a loud squelching sound. Lily's eyes instantly rolled to the back of thier sockets and a deep moan she began bouncing in the air the only thing holding her now was her pussy on that bulbous head which you could clearly see bulging her canal, which looked like a basketball being pushed in and out. Some time passes and a maintenance worker appeared, the original plan was just to lube up Goliath and keep the pump off, but lily had a different idea. With lust in her eyes while perched on the monument she puts in the request to turn the pump on. His eyes widening at the sight before him. Lily's seductive smile and the temptation of an unforgettable experience convinced him to grant her request. Hesitant yet intrigued, he approached the fountain's controls. "Please," Lily pleaded, her voice dripping with desire. "Turn on the pump. Let me feel the full force of this monumental pleasure." With a mix of trepidation and arousal, the maintenance worker acquiesced. He reached for the controls and slowly activated the pump, unleashing the torrent of white, slimy fluid. The fountain sprang to life, its phallic head spewing forth the liquid of unimaginable pleasure. As the first drops of the cum-like substance entered Lily's womb, she felt an intense rush of pleasure coursing through her body. A feverish ecstasy washed over her, and her body began to swell, growing larger and larger with each passing second. Initially, her body expanded to the size of a yoga ball, her skin stretching to accommodate the influx of fluid. But the pleasure was far from over. Lily's body ballooned further, reaching the size of a giant beach ball, her moans of ecstasy echoing through the air. With every passing moment, her body continued to inflate, her skin stretched to its limits. The pressure inside her womb intensified, pushing against the colossal dildo lodged within her. Lily's feverish bucking only increased, her desire for more overwhelming her senses. And then, with a final, explosive surge of pleasure, the dildo slid all the way through her, emerging from her mouth. Lily found herself suspended mid-air, impaled by the massive dildo, and the cum-like substance oozing from both ends. Her body, now resembling a massive weather balloon, quivered with pleasure and satisfaction. The once-stretched nymphomaniac had achieved the unthinkable, pushing her body to its limits and beyond. She had set a new world record, one that would forever be etched in the annals of sexual history. As the cum-like substance continued to flow, Lily reveled in her triumph, her every desire fulfilled. The maintenance worker stared in awe and disbelief, realizing that he had been a witness to an unforgettable spectacle of pleasure and excess. And so, suspended in the air, her body swollen and glistening, Lily basked in the glory of her accomplishment, forever cementing her legacy as the world's most insatiable nymphomaniac and the conqueror of The Goliath.

Maddy opened the gates to the MommyTech factory and let in 5 more guests for another special tour. Macy, Summer, Andrea, Lisa and Olivia ran through the gates and into the factory. They were so excited. MommyTech is all about babies, pregnancy, diapers and anything to do with that stuff. Maddy was the mother and everyone else was her children. Maddy let them in and they all looked around in awe. Maddy flipped a switch and 2 milkers came down from the ceiling and latched themselves onto Macys boobs. She moaned and gasped as they milked her constantly, they lifted her up into a hole in the ceiling which shut. The girls barely paid any attention as they went into the next room. Summer ran onto a part of the floor with a red X on it. A giant diaper filled with shit comes out of the floor and swallows her whole.it shakes around as she screams covered in shit. 2 hazmat women roll the diaper away as the other 3 girls run into the next room. As they enter the next room Andrea is stripped of her clothes and a diaper and a bunny onesie is put on her, she is placed in a baby bouncer and bunny ears and a carrot pacifier are placed on her after a laxative is pit in her mouth. She shallows and is moved to another room. Maddy decides to go two for one this time. She strips Lisa and Olivia's clothes off and puts them in diapers, she gives them both laxatives as she straps them into a 69 position so they must smell each other's diapers. 2 hazmat women carry them into the next room where the rest are waiting for them. Macy constantly moans as she is sat on a chair still being milked, filling up a giant tank of milk. Summer wriggles around in her wet, shit filled diaper, muffled screams can be heard. Andrea bounces in her bouncer dressed as a bunny and poops in her diaper, stretching the onesie. Lisa and Olivia are placed down in front of Macy as Lisa empties her bowels into her diaper. Olivia smells this then loses control of her bowels and messes her diaper. Maddy: Have a good time girls, let's get another tour group!

You where warned a thousand times. By family , by friends, by any stranger that knew of your foolish goal. Don’t go to the abandoned factory at the deepest point of the valley. It didn’t matter how many people told you though, you where feeling fearless. You wanted to prove to everyone it was just one big ghost story , just a bunch of superstitious hooey spread around by morons. Just to show everyone how truly committed you where , you went to the factory as the witching hour of Halloween night began. The cold autumn air bit at your exposed cheeks, the rest of you covered in a thick warm layer of clothes. The walk ahead of you was long, as no buses or trains went anywhere near the factory and no taxi would dare even enter the old industrial district. So , walking it was. You didn’t mind, walking past all the homes lit up with Halloween lights , spooky decorations and now empty bowls of candy. Only a few trick or treaters speckled the street at such a late hour, with a lot more of the foot traffic being adults returning from Halloween parties. Many of those parties still raged on as you walked past. You almost wish you was heading into one of those instead, but someone had to prove everyone wrong and that was going to be you. It had to be! Your resolve did take a bit of a knock as you hit the old industrial district. No one else dared go in , so it had fallen into a horrid state of disrepair over the last fifty years. It looked like rot creeping over the town, only getting worse with time. just to be sure you had brought a few things to ensure your safety. A med kit , a head mounted lamp and pepper spray to protect yourself. You didn’t imagine you’d see anyone though. Even those with no where else to go would dare step foot within the abandoned buildings of the old industrial district, not even during the rainy season where great storms rage through. They would rather risk the natural elements than the supernatural myths surrounding the grounds. Yet, you high on your own hype, walk through heading straight for the grim centre of the rot. You look around at the history and it does make you feel a little sad. Fifty odd years ago the factory , once known for the most fantastical candy the world had ever seen , had shut down to a series of accidents on its first tour. No body knew exactly happened on the tour. After it shut down , the once vibrant candy man was never seen again. Without him and his factory, the whole town took a massive economic hit. Especially as the rest of the businesses began relocating , no longer drawn in by the big factory. But that was long before your time. your parents would talk about the incredible candy they used to have. You smirk to yourself thinking that you would get them a souvenir from the depths of the factory. Something that would also be evidence of your victorious journey. Reaching the gates of the factory, you was stunned by the scale of it. All your life you could see it at the bottom of the valley. From your home it looked so small but now you where standing before it , you shuddered. Even if it was day , you would be buried in the darkness of its shadow. But it was the darkest hours of the night. Your meek head lamp couldn’t stretch its light to encompass even a small portion of the full thing. Something that concerned you is that as far as you could see , there wasn’t a single window. Meant you’d have to leave out the same way you came in, or a side exit if there was one. The gates where rusted , with only scraps of what appeared to be gold left upon the bars. Thankfully you had worn thick , resistant gloves just in case. You push them open with great effort. They where rusted in the hinges and the gate was already heavy. However with a kick and a shove, you made a gap just big enough to slip yourself through. You was now in the factory grounds if not in the building proper. The brick path towards the door was uneven, eroded by years of rain. You watch your every step as you moved. The last thing you wanted was a sprained ankle inside the factory. Reaching the main door, you hand shuddered against the wood. As much as you didn’t believe the stories you had heard , the building and its grim past was still intimidating. The tour, the candy maker, all of it. Mystery ran deep, the uncertainty brought doubt to your mind. Should you just turn back? Let the sleeping factory lie. Unfortunately for you , you had told damn near anyone who’d listen that you was going to conquer the myths. Myths you still didn’t believe. Whether it was arrogance , ignorance, or simply bravado you head through the doors with determination. You was going to do it. Even if your body trembled as it crossed the threshold into the factory. The first thing you notice is the smell. Chocolate. Even after all these years? It baffled your mind. Perhaps the last bit of the old majesty. You looked down the halls once filled with the joy of whimsical candy , now dark and silent. It was almost colder inside than it had been outside. There was old branding on the wall , although letters had withered off making it illegible. No one said the name anymore. It was almost a bad omen, like Macbeth at a theatre. Once it had been synonymous with childhood joy. You did your best not to think about all the troubles surrounding you. You kept your light forward not looking at anything other than the path ahead. You weren’t sure what you was actually looking for, the plan being just to look around until you felt tired. To give you as much time as possible , you had slept through most of the day. You where wide awake , even if part of you wished you overslept and missed the whole thing. Ah well. There was plenty of walking , so you didn’t hang around even while deep in your thoughts. You had always wondered what the inside was like. Not many people knew , as before the tour only the candy maker himself had come and gone from the factory. Then after , all the details within where kept private as part of the investigations. A few pictures floated around but you never sought them out. With all the uncertainty of what had happened , it wasn’t a question you needed answering. Swallowing your concerns about the situation , you press on into the next room. There was immediately a foul stink that filled your nose, like sour milk with a sickly sweetness cutting through making it even worse. You lift your hand to your nose in disgust as you look to the cause. A whole room smothered in old, rotten candy. Gagging, you begin to hurry through the room however you couldn’t see a single actual exit. The only thing that caught your eye was a tunnel , which seemed to link up to a deep pit. Almost looked like a dried up riverbed. Not wanting to stick around , you go to the pits edge and slide down to the depths of it. As you move towards the tunnel you hear a strange rumbling from behind you. Ancient machinery grinding the rust off as it began to work once again. Looking back to the sound you see a gate slowly opening. Before you could question it. You see a flood of molten chocolate begin to pour out into the riverbed. Your first instinct was to climb back up the bank, but as you stuck your hands into what you thought was dirt, it crumbles in your hand. Chocolate? With no other options , you run to the tunnel at full sprint. Your run was ended soon as you tumble down a sudden slope. It was steep, but you manage to right yourself so you could see where you was going. The dark tunnel rushing past as you slid down. Looking back , you could see the flood of spoiled candy racing behind you. Further and further you descended into the depths of the factory, entirely unable to stop yourself only able to pray that the chocolate would not catch you. You could still smell it even now. That was when you saw the slope suddenly end.. you do your best to roll as it does , however you just hit the ground hard ,winding you partially. Grabbing the ground you keep dragging yourself on desperate to escape the chocolate. Glancing up , you see a somehow illuminated sign near a door. The inventing room. You push yourself up to your feet before leaping up to the dock. Pulling yourself up, you feel the chocolate smothering your legs before you lift them to the docks. It was hot. Burning hot. You yell as you feel the heat burning against your skin. Desperately you begin to take off your pants , shoes and socks. Your skin underneath red with burns. Thanks to your quick action, you managed to stop any damage. But your clothes where ruined. The only upside was that with the hot river flowing , the room warmed up enough , you didn’t need them. You begrudgingly put your stained clothes, including your gloves, into your bag before taking off your coat and tying it around your waist for some sense of decency. Not wanting to hang around next to the river in case it overflowed, you nervously kept moving on. As the adrenaline faded, you came to realize that you couldn’t go back the way you came anymore. You’d have to find a new way out. You hoped there would be a fire exit or something soon, however given as the place was shut down because of bad safety standards. The thought of being stuck here sent a shiver through your body. You knew if you did, no one in that coward town would come to get you. The only hope in that case is that someone from outside the town would come to help , but you don’t know if your story would leave the town. It terrified you to think of yourself in the same vein as the candy maker and his name. never talked about, never to be helped. Once more , you swallow your fear and continue on. Now even more motivated to hurry along, you pick up your pace. Suddenly , all the lights around the room turn on, blinding you with your eyes adjusted to the dim light your headlamp had provided. You blink rapidly, trying to ease your sight back while looking around. This place still has power? You where baffled. You thought the river could have just been something more mechanical , but this was definitely electrical. As you get to look around you feel even more unnerved. The room was immaculate yet empty. Nothing but a singular table filled the room, which was spotlessly clean without even a spec of dust. Slowly , you move towards the one item of furniture to see a small strip of gum and a note. “eat me”. A sound fills your ears, and it takes you a minuet to realize that it was your own heartbeat pulsing through your whole body. You couldn’t hide it anymore. You was scared. Looking around you saw that there was no other doors than the one you came in. refusing to be trapped , you go back to the table and try to lift it. It wasn’t bolted down and you could just about move it. Whatever was going on here, you wasn’t sticking around to figure it out. You begin dragging the table over too the door, causing the gum and the plate it was on to fall to the ground. Maybe , if you balance yourself, you could use the table as a raft. While you hated the idea of going deeper into the factory, there was nothing you could do here. As you moved , you felt something strange. Like a hand on your shoulder made of ice. You turn immediately and see nothing. The feeling leaves but you still feel a chill over your body. You hoped dearly it meant the river had stopped flowing even if that meant it would be cold but… something in your core had been shaken and left you feeling uneasy. Grabbing the table you double timed it to the door. You wanted out and you wanted it as soon as possible. Pushing back out of the door, the lights in the tunnel where now on too. It exposed the violent stream of molten chocolate pouring down. With fear twisting your guts, you get onto the table and begin to scoot towards the river. You just had to get away from the room. The anticipation was so severe you didn’t realize that you was still cold. As the table hit chocolate it was dragged, pulling you with the flow. Small amounts of chocolate lapped over the edge , landing on you and burning you once more. Gritting your teeth, you ignore it as you steer the table to keep it steady. Thankfully it did float in the thick chocolate, but just barely. There was no going back, only further. Only deeper into the factory. Doors and lights flew past faster than you could read them. One after another with barely time to take a breath. That was when , with the lights now on, you could see the end of the tunnel. There was a sudden drop, steeper than before. The table wouldn’t handle that. It can barely take the slight decline you where on now. You look for the next door. The sign was broken , but it was open. You uneasily get to your feet and prepare to jump. Nerves shudder as you leap. Chocolate splashed over you as you did but you landed on the next dock. Hurriedly, you reach into your med kit , grabbing whatever you could to wipe the splodges of candy off of your legs. It burned , but it seemed cooler than it had been the last time even without the clothes buffer. A groan escapes your lips as you do. It was official… you regretted coming here. Avoiding the social shame of ducking out was not worth any of this. Why didn’t you just stay home and avoid all of this? Grumbling, you begin walking again , heading onwards hoping desperately for an exit. Maybe if you could find a way to turn off the chocolate , you’d be able to climb back up. Stumbling along , you nervously look around for anything. Machines that could help, doors to leave. Anything. The room was bizarre , nothing really made sense to you. It like the last was perfectly clear with nothing to define. A large strange contraption that almost resembled a big old timey camera pointing at a platform was in the middle. What it was or what it did was a mystery to you. On one wall there seemed to be a almost pristine screen. It was tiny, barely bigger than a modern computer monitor. It was fifty years old though, you guessed you shouldn’t have expected bigger. There was a single door on the other side that seemed to lead into an elevator so you decide to walk towards it. Hopefully you can get back to the floor you started on at least and find an exit on the ground floor. You had no idea how deep you had slid , the tunnel had been so dark it could have been a couple floors or a couple dozen. It was awfully cold again. You couldn’t wait to leave. Get home and get into bed and forget about everything you had gone through . That was when the television turned on, blaring loud static into the room. It made you jump, turning rapidly to face it. Immediately you felt drawn to the speckles of black grey and white on the screen. Unable to turn away. Unable to walk away. In fact, your feet dragged you towards it until your nose barely hovered a inch away from it. You swear that looking in , you could see a face in it. Cold hands grabbed your shoulders again, and began to pull. You looked to see what it was yet still there was nothing there . except…you could see depressions on your shirt. As if fingers where tugging at you. Screaming, you pulled against it yet the invisible hands were strong. Another set grabbed your ankles, and within the next second you was entirely off the ground. To try free yourself, you swing your hands around. But like all else , your wrists were grabbed and held. You couldn’t move an inch. The coldness sent shivers through you as much as your newfound overwhelming fear. In the corner of your eye, you saw movement. Looking towards it you saw…the gum? It was slowly floating up to you , moving to your mouth. Every part of your being told you to fight . to run. To not eat that gum. However as much as you fought , you couldn’t budge. The strip pushed against your lips. It pushed through into your mouth. A hand grabbed your jaw and began to make you chew ,filling your mouth with the intense flavour of the gum. Blueberries. Surprisingly fresh despite the rot everything else you had seen so far. Yet you didn’t trust the sweetness, you didn’t trust the juiciness , and you especially didn’t trust the freshness. Not In this rotten hell. You keep trying to fight your way free from the ghost hands yet you are helpless to watch as you are lifted in front of the weird looking camera. You hear clicks and buzzes before you notice that… you felt nothing pulling you downwards. No more gravity. The hands let up , their icy grips leaving your body. Immediately you try to swim out but for all your effort you didn’t move an inch. A blinding light shines from the machine , making you raise your hands to your face to block it. It grows more and more intense , so much so you barely notice that your hand was now a deep , rich blue colour. The light flashed before you could look closer , forcing you to close your eyes. When you reopen them, the room was in a vastly different place to where it had been. It took you a moment but you realized you where standing where the TV had been. Where… it was. You could just make out the thick layer of glass between you and the outside world. You run over and bag your fist on the glass , but this makes you realize just how tiny you had become. You was barely three inches tall. The gap between you and the ground felt like looking down the grand canyon with none of that natural beauty. Only a grim fear. Trapped within the TV, you can do nothing but look down at yourself. You see what you had only a glimpse of before. Your whole body was now a suffocating dark blue. Lifting your arm , you look closer at it. Swirls of purple ran under your skin , it looked almost like a bruise that covered your whole body. It was weird, you knew you should be screaming but you was near frozen in shock. Maybe… maybe that was it? Maybe you was frostbitten. Those hands had been incredibly cold after all. However even your own body wouldn’t let you have a moment of peace. A loud, rumbling gurgle filled the air. You feel it running through your guts, then steadily your whole body. It made you feel nauseous , almost to the point of throwing up . You slump back against the glass trying to steady yourself. That was when you saw the cause of the grim sound. Your stomach. It was bigger. Still getting bigger. You could watch it grow rapidly. It was like you had sat on a water hose on full blast. Gripping your belly , you could feel It pushing your fingers apart. The nausea got worse quickly and you feel something leaking from your lips. Wiping it off, you see that your hand was covered in blueberry juice. The gum…it had to be the gum changing you. You go to spit it out but you realize it was no longer in your mouth. Something about how you had been moved…you must have swallowed it. Helpless to your own body , you only watch as your gut swallowed up your lap as it raced towards your knees. Your skin felt tight and cold , it was incredibly uncomfortable. Before you could even try to get used to it , the same sickly sensation spread down to your thighs. Watching them, you could see them bulging either side of your massive gut. You ran your fingers over them , and it didn’t even feel like a person. It felt like a thick water balloon. Even your hand didn’t feel right. You reach over and poke your uninflated arm and even this didn’t feel right anymore. Did you even have bones anymore? Where you even human? Your body held no sympathy for your fear, it only accelerated outwards, pushing you upwards as your ass and thighs grow under you. What could you do? You go for your bag, rolling over to grab your phone from your bag. However the second you start grabbing it, blue juice sweat out from your body. It soaked into the device ,warping your screen. The last thing you see is your home screen, a picture of you but…it was cursed. Your skin blue. Your face swollen and the rest of your body trying desperately to swallow your head up. your screen dies and leaves you with the fear that you was going to get that massive. Feeling your swelling double in speed , knocking you onto your gut and leaving you facing out of the large screen. You get to look into your blue reflection and barely recognize yourself. Even your eyes where now a inhuman purple with speckles of blue. You reach up and hold your cheeks, the same empty yet full feeling the rest of you had. You wanted to throw up. Get all the juice out of you but it seemed that despite all the pressure building within you. Even as the juice began pounding into your arms and legs, fattening them up. It merely trickled from your mouth slowly, covering your chin and dripping over your neck. You felt disgusting ...and helpless. You....you was stuck here? In this tv. Swelling like a blimp and loosing more and more of your humanity. Everything was getting rounder, smoothing out into one central ball. The definition of your hips, your stomach and your chest vanishing. Even your arms and legs began to bulge up. desperately you slam your fist into the glass of the tv once again , desperate for help. But as your limbs filled with juice, they became harder and stiffer to move. They get dragged into place , unable to move. You could barely flap your hands. You are trapped. Stuck. Unable to stop growing still getting bigger and faster. Rounder. You realized quickly what was happening to you now. You was turning into a blueberry. How the hell was this possible? Why would anyone make such cruel gum. You shouldn’t have come…the stories where true! It … it was actually ghosts. You begin to cry out of terror, and it only made you feel even worse when you see that even your tears where blueberry juice. why didn’t you listen? Why was you so arrogant?! Now you was stuck forever , swelling up inside a TV. The idea makes you panic. How much bigger was you going to get? How much bigger could you get stuck inside the small tv? You was already looking fully spherical , with your meek little hands and feet poking out. That was when your swelling body pushed your face against the glass , smooshing your juice filled cheek firmly. As you grew bigger, you lost all idea on how large you was. You couldn’t see yourself and you already felt impossibly large, and impossibly tight. You might have stopped… you prayed you had but the rumbling groaning sounds coming from your berry of a body told you that juice was still stretching you to new , horrid extremes. Out through the glass, you watched as the door you had been heading too opened. Your heart began pounding, praying it was someone there to help you. Was you saved? Someone to get you out of the TV…and the juice out of you. However, your eyes widened seeing that it was in fact the candy maker. You recognized him only by the eccentric suit on his back, even if it was as rotten as the rest of this godforsaken factory. He walked over to you , looking at you through the screen. “Ah… seems another fool has decided to sneak into my factory. What a shame.” He mumbled before lowering down coming face to swollen face with you. “my god… they are cruel. If you can hear me in there… I am sorry. I tried to keep people away, but… I guess I cant stop everyone. I … I cant help you. I couldn’t get you out of the TV, your body is far too…volatile.” He told you. Your heart sank lower and lower as you realized that nobody could help you. Even if you where out of the damned factory , you’d be trapped in a screen. Inside your own body. The candy maker turned suddenly before looking back to you fearfully. “ they are back…I’m sorry I must run…” he told you before turning. You tried to scream for him to take you with him , but you couldn’t speak past your bloated cheeks and lips. Even if you could…would it make it past the glass. You whine as you are left to your fate, filling a television with tight , juicy flesh. the ghost hands appeared in a spectral white in front of you, only to taunt you. They began to poke your taut body through the screen, as if it only existed to you. Their cold hands chilling wherever they poked sending shivers through your body. This… this was it. How you would be stuck forever. You begin to cry in pure dread as the gravity of it all hits you. To any onlooker , they would just assume it was a blue screen. You could only prey that no one would come for you lest they befall the same fate as you. The same fate any brave fool that dare entered the haunted factory would have. The plaything of the ghosts seemingly loving every minuet of your grim transformation. On this Halloween… you learned a lesson all too late. Sometimes there is truth to ghost stories.