Character Profile Outline by KittyFelone, literature
Literature
Character Profile Outline
Okay, before anybody starts to think this is some weird idea, let me explain.
For anyone who knows how to write (and I mean, REALLY knows how to write), you understand that a good story has everything written out on paper first. You know, stuff like Outlines, Plot Triangles, Character Profiles. This might be of a challenge to some of you and tie you down, but unless you are capable of keeping every piece of information in your mind, this is a good resource to fall back on. If you do not need this, then fineyou arent required to use it. According to Science Fiction Writers of America, do
Master of Ravens
1
My little brother is nine years old the first time I decide to kill him.
During the night, snow fell over the jagged wreckage of our land. In the morning I realize he will follow me outside if I call to him. Like an awkward-limbed colt he'll stumble through the snowdrifts, and I can leave him to the ice and wind in the shadow of a three-walled building. No one will see me. Our father will think he has gotten lost on his own. I too will cry when they find his body. When the mourning is done, however, I will be my father's true and only son. 'Cam,' he will call to me, and I'll kneel down before him.
My father. Master of
Name: Michelle Reid Age:42 Weight: 800 trillion metric tons  Description: a very very immobile blobby woman who has long brunette which reaches her shoulders, green eyes, faint eye bags, two very enormous breasts that are bigger than her own body and they need their own two carts, a massive ass thats 500 mill ft wide, she is unable to move her arms at all as well as her legs therefore she needs 500 million carts 500x her size to hold her, its reinforced with the strongest materials to hold her body, she constantly drinks slop 24/7 while her feederbots feed her cakes, brownies, cookies, marshmallows, chocolate, burritos, sticks of butter drenched in grease and deep fried in lard, cream, paste, pizza and more foods. Her belly, ass, breasts, arms, legs, fupa and all her blubber all have cellulite, dimples and dark purple stretch marks Sexuality: proud bisexual and supports all of the LGBTQ Regular Calorie intake: 500 undecillion calories a day to keep her figure Pregnant with 800 decillion babies making her belly and breasts larger and larger Aspires to be a big blob bigger than she is now Loves to play games Her favourite games are  Sims 4 but she plays with mods on so she can make her sims fat asf,   stardew valley and uses mods to make the characters fat as hell including her own character  COD Any MMORPG  Loves Anime as well with her favs being: ●my blobby darling ●Naruto ●Lucky star  Net worth: 100 million nonillion dollars (keeps rising 24/7) gets paid 50 undecillion dollars a nano second making her bank account basically have infinite money. Flavours of slop she has created Double cheese burger, 500,000,0000 decillion calories Triple chocolate cake, 1 centillion calories Burgers and hotdogs, 9 trillion quintillion calories Choc chip cookie dough, 700 billion calories Cherry, 400 trillion calories Banana, 6000 quintillion calories Piggy Pink slop: 1000000 gazillion calories and multiple variants Piggy pink slop type Butt: makes only the butt gain weight Piggy pink slop type boob: only makes the boobs gain weight  There's many many many many more flavours of slop  Medical conditions:  ●heart is beating very very slowly at 14 BPM ●Blobby diabetes which give her uncontrollably loud wet sloppy farts, and a constant hunger for food ●Blobby cholesterol, gives her cholesterol in the quadrillions and makes it so one bit of exercise makes her wheeze uncontrollably and sweats rivers and oceans ●blobby lactose intolerance, because of her consumption of cream,  paste and other milk products due to her massive size she now has her own form of lactose intolerance making it so one drop of milk results in the most wet, sloppy, disgusting fart Machines she's created consist of: Feedertron 9 million, feeds her even when she isn't hungry Feeder carts, carts pulled by her feederbots that can carry nations worth of food The ultra blobby mobility scooter that can carry anyone of any size and gi 300 MPH Feederbots, tiny little droids that feed her when she does work Robot arms, arms which extend from the walls or her cart to do her work, play games or other stuff since she's immobile  Ultra feedertron mark 2, combines all the slop and feeds her so she gains way more than usual
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
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.
Collin Fat Poodle pt 2 by CollinthePoodle, literature
Literature
Collin Fat Poodle pt 2
The apartment was enwreathed in shadow; only the humble luminescence of nightlights plugged into the hall and living room outlets provided any comfort. The tapping of plastic keys on a keyboard could faintly be heard, along with the soft rhythmic beating of muffled music. Collin sat at his kitchen table, eyes half shut with the glow of his laptop screen revealing his face in the darkness. Taking a heavy lion-like yawn, he sat upright from his hunched position, finishing the last few appendices of his writing project.
“Finally,” the poodle wrapped his paws around the back of his head, puffing out his chest as he stretched
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.
"That's selfish you don't want me to play with your bellybutton, why refuse if you have a bellybutton like that, why why why!." Halls said to me angrily while tickling my bellybutton with a feather. "NOOOOO HOOO HOOO HOOH" I laughed helplessly as I glanced at him, his face softening and he suddenly smiles and goes on mercilessly with the tickling. Let me rewind for you a bit, so the week was fun but on Tuesday we were chilling with the boys. It wasn't that loud perhaps the reason is my friend from Rio hasn't returned yet. Halls was in the kitchen with me helping me put back the dishes after my two pals had washed them. And I left him going to check on my phone on the charger, as I unlocked it I heard him groan. And I rushed to check on him. He was standing at a distance away from me, bent over with his hands over his assets. He didn't make any sound but he seemed to be in pain. Every guy knows how painful that is, I remembered that time hitting the banister at Ananás house, she found me holding my assets in pain and she asked what's wrong and I said nothing withdrawing my hands and acted like nothing happened. The pain lingered for a bit but I managed to walk straight somehow lol. I chuckled and Halls was there, he was shocked, surprised, and confused, he thought I was laughing at him. I was like "my bad I'm not laughing at you I just remembered something", he called me a lier saying it's obvious he meant nothing me, he was just a guy to me. I disagreed of course, I told him that's not true. And then he said he heard me earlier talking to the new tenant. So him and the tenant started dating and I just found out from her, she asked me what Halls meant to me and I jokingly said he was just a guy to me. Probably he heard only that part and not what I said later, I told the tenant I was joking and she said yeah, I said to her that my friendship with Halls is a strange one and we're very close. It's like a guy who has a dog, if she wants things to go smoothly she should accept the dog because the guy and the dog are inseparable. She chuckled and said ok, I said to her she shouldn't take seriously what I said but she should know that we're just close and she acknowledged that and left. I explained that to him and he didn't believe me, he left leaving his jacket and his diamond stud earrings that he lend me. And I followed telling him that he should ask her if he wanted to know the truth, but he ignored me. I grabbed his arm before entering the elevator and he looked in fury and said I should let go and I did. He left angry with me so I returned to the guys and they asked me what happened to Halls I told them everything. They didn't believe me. I tried to call him but he didn't answer so I texted him and he didn't reply back. The following I tried to push my feelings down and continue with my work, but it bothered me for the rest of the day. Later that day we chilled at my friends place, we were round the coffee table. We were about to play cards and I shifted a little so there would be more space and it hit me that Halls wasn't coming, ngl it hurt. I tried to call him again and he didn't pick up. So later I went back and told the new tenant about what happened between me and Halls. She said she'll explain everything to him when they meet up. I beamed going back to my apartment hoping everything will go well. However I couldn't sleep so I woke up at 2 am and chilled on the ledge in the rooftop. I just watched the cityscape it felt amazing for a short time, and sadness soon crept in. I asked myself if I had gotten clingy or not, I didn't come up with an answer, I said to myself that early in the morning I was going to check on the guy, I just went back and slept. The feelings of happiness, anger, sadness and sorrow are what makes people feel alive, oddly enough that's what makes life seem so colourful. It's cheesy I know. So I woke up early and got ready, my friend from Rio sent me his address and I made my way out. I took the Uber and I got there early outside the estate it was 7:28 am when I got there. I pressed on the intercom and a lady answered she told me I should wait for a moment and then another lady speaks to me, she asked me who I was and I told her I'm Hall's friend Chumbo. She was like oh Chumbo as if she knew me and soon the electric gate opened and I got in. I was immediately surrounded by a couple of Dalmatians and my heart skipped a heartbeat, but a maid got to me and walked me to the mansion. I don't know why I was scared because the dogs were cool and they followed us. We got in the front entrance and she invited me in, I met one of her family member, his big sister. She seemed to be in the mid twenties and she spoke eloquently just like Halls before he got infected with our horrible lingo lol. We talked a bit and she said she had been looking forward to the Chumbo guy that his brother always hanged with, I blushed. But then she eyed me sternly and I resorted to my sheepish smile as we talked, with a bit of a leer that wasn't quite a joke she asked me if things were okay between us. And I said yeah, as we talked I could hear someone playing a piano and I immediately thought of him. She directed me to his brother and I got there and Halls immediately saw me and his eyes widened, he paused for a moment and I was excited to see him. He immediately went back playing the piano but aggressively now, he was playing the 5th Symphony. He was mean with the keys, whoa! I exclaimed with surprise and he went on ignoring me and when he was done he stood up and gave me this expressionless look like he didn't care that I was there. He moved away and I couldn't say anything, he moved past me leaving me alone in the music room. I wanted to get his attention and luckily I had been to a few piano classes with my cousin so I sat down and started playing whatever came into my mind. And my fingers made contact with the keys and there was no turning back so I continued playing, I was playing the ending of Manaria Friends and I was sweating hoping that I wouldn't mess up. To my surprise I managed to loop the ending twice. By the way I started off gently, I was treating the keys as if they were made of glass, however I gradually raised the tempo, and there I was sweating using the piano to relay my message, not to sound cliche or dramatic at that point I was bearing my soul out. The melody was climaxing into a head, is he watching is he listening, my inner monologue was cut of by the sound of his footsteps. And he came back still in his pajamas watching me as I played. The maid and his sister came too. I looked at him, and he was softening a bit and he suddenly smiles. I sighed as I mentally high fived myself going all out, not to sound presumptions but it went from amazing to unreal in a matter of seconds, it had to lol, I was trying to win him back, but in the end I ended in a serene and gentle way. When I was done his sister and the maid left us. He turned around facing away, what I was trying to convey didn't reach him I felt contempt, he walked a distance and I said oi. With a flaring voice he said what do you want turning back around and I handed him his jacket and took off his earrings and gave him. And then I explained to him again but still he didn't want to listen to me he walked off and discarded the stuff I just gave him on the floor and I stood there for a while hoping he'll come back but he didn't. I was like I'm done I don't care anymore, I left. I really wished I meant that but those weren't my true sentiments. His sister was shocked he saw me storming out and Halls opened the window on his room and I heard him say I shouldn't show my face there ever again and I'm annoying, I felt my throat tighten. Fuelled by pride I turned around and I said não se preocupe with a smile, a painful smile. I left the estate and continued with my day, I didn't want that to ruin my day so I tried my best not to think about it. But I couldn't, I asked myself if I might start drinking again. I shook my head and opted to hit the gym just to blow some steam, I just focused on myself and worked out. And in the end I felt better so I went to the locker room took my stuff and went to take a shower. I got there and found all the ten shower cabins were unoccupied. Instead of curtains the shower cabins have blurred glass doors and I had the luxury to choose, I just walked gaily checking on the cabins taking my time lol, and I found one it was dry. I got in and I turned on the overhead shower, the water hit me and it was cold I shivered and immediately turned it off. I adjusted the shower to warm, I turned it on and I faced up closing my eyes and the warm water hit me. I just sighed, I felt like a ton of weight was dropped off my shoulder. I took the bar soap and peeped down at my bellybutton, and soon popped it, now the Ecchi Switch was outside. I just wiggled the soap around on the surface and I felt nothing, it was just disappointing. Anyways I soaped until I was covered with froth all over, as I scrubbed I heard the door to the shower room screech. Someone came in and walked around, I could hear the sound of footsteps closing in, and he stopped right in front of the shower cabin I was in, I couldn't see the person obviously because of the blurry glass. And he entered into the cabin next to mine, he started whistling and soon turned on the shower. I returned scrubbing myself and then I turned on the overhead shower washing the soap off, for some reason I started humming the Fun Fun Fun song from Despicable Me, and the song is one of Halls' favourite songs. And when I was rinsed off I adjusted the temperature to hot, I took the hand shower and aimed directly at my bellybutton, when the water made contact to my bellybutton I jerked and grunted dropping the hand shower. And the guy next door chuckled and said don't get too excited and I paused the voice just sounded familiar. I listened attentively and the guy got silent only the shower could be heard I giggled nervously and pick up the hand shower. I pointed the hand shower at my bellybutton and I just grunted again and dropped on one knee. And the guy chuckled but soon I recovered and stood straight. I was like what's so funny, and he chuckled. I said Halls is that you and he got silent. I asked him again and there was no answer, I was like are you following me. Still there was silence, the whole thing was just creepy. I continued humming and other guys came in and occupied the two cabins from right. They recognised the song and they started humming along lol, the other one started thumping and the guy next to me who I thought was Halls started humming too. And soon more people came in and the atmosphere changed all of them started humming, it's a shame I didn't know the lyrics prolly I could have sang. Fortunately the guy next to me began to sing and I immediately recognised his voice, I cussed and said it's you Caralhinho 2.0 and he chuckled and continued singing. I was seething lol I got out, prolly my friends told Halls that I would be there. In all of the 9 cabins the guys were singing and dancing, the last time I've seen something like that was probably in HS. Anyways I dried myself and left going to the lockers. I got there and immediately I started dressing I just didn't want to meet that bastard. Just when I was putting my t shirt on I heard him call me, my heart was beating fast and I wasn't ready to meet him yet. I ignored him and he came up to me and tapped me on my back, I turned around to face him annoyed of course. He looked at me in sad puppy eyes and said to me that we needed to talk, I looked away and then he taps me in the shoulder. Nervously at first I moved my eyes slowly from his toes up and reached his eyes, I narrowly gazed at him and I said to him I wasn't interested in talking to him. I felt a loud thump in my heart when I said that, I made sure that I was firm and clear. He came up to me with this painful smile saying why am I doing this to him and suddenly those stings and pangs in the heart that I had earlier that morning returned, I remembered him shouting that I shouldn't show my face at his place ever, obviously that hurt, my eyelids felt heavy they were throbbing. He grabbed my arm and I objected saying don't touch me and we got a lot of stares, Halls immediately withdrew his hand. It felt awful knowing that those words flew out of my mouth. He turned around facing away, I felt regret. I could feel my breath speeding up. I heard him say "so I'm never gonna mean anything to you, aren't I" I disagreed obviously and he turns around and he had this grimace and he says I'm an asshole. I wondered if it was a euphemism or he straight up meant I was an asshole, I wanted to say mean things back, but I just held it in and continued dressing. And then he says "is it the cognitive dissonance that shields you from reality or you're just plainly delusional". And that's when I completely snapped. He doesn't know what it's like to have people who depend on you, to feel like you always have to be the strong one or everything else will fall apart. Sure sometimes I act tough but that helps me conceal my weakness and manage to be there for everyone. I'm not a robot. I went on and on ranting about how sick and tired I was of hearing his mouth. People gasped and they were forced to hear me rant. You're probably thinking I'm an asshole right. But really. Do you think I wanted this? I wasn't doing it out of revenge. I saw a steady stream of tears on right eye and then on his left I died inside and I immediately went mute. He said I'm not okay and that is hurting people around me. Is he kidding I thought, but then I realised the guy was using this for me to confront my issues. I finished getting dressed and left him there in his towel standing. I wondered how he must've felt but remembering what he said, made me question my sentiments. I just wanted to feel okay again so I went to my parents and had supper there. They're quite observant and they knew something was wrong, they said I could sleep there I said no. They were like remember this is your home Yada Yada and I just politely declined and told them that I needed to face this alone, they respected that and they let me leave. To be frank it was quite daunting that I knew he was out there feeling awful too. He was online and I got a few a messages from him asking me to meet up with him, I didn't reply I just went to my apartment and dropped on the bed. I needed release, however there was none. Am I devoid of such feelings. I simply pondered for a while and it got to the point I felt like I'm going to detonate, a release that's what I needed. Just when I felt like I'm going to well up I simply retreated into my own brain, "wait! Stop! Not this time, brain!" and my brain soothingly says "don't worry... I got you" thinking it's doing phenomenal job but the reality is that it wasn't, I felt lost and forsaken. I lied there for a while and soon it felt like it was going to happen, here it goes! but then I heard a knock. Nothing happened so I got up and walked groggily to the door and I peeped on the peephole and saw Halls. Inwardly I was glad but partly I was afraid that this might cause more hurt. I opened the door and he immediately went for a hug and I embraced him back. And my brain betrayed me, "here it goes, do it, you want it, you need it, CRY!" Fireworks spread across my body and soon I felt steady streams of tears from eyes streaming down to my cheeks. No words were spoken we just stood there, I could feel his thumping heart through his chest and he could feel mine too. I don't know about him but as for myself I was engulfed with that welcoming comfort and serenity feel that I can find nowhere else. I don't remember how long we stood like that but it was a while. And then we broke the embrace, and Halls looked at me with a smile, he sniffled and then wiped the tear on my left cheek. I smiled and we got inside. Still we didn't say anything to eachother we just sat on the couch and I continued playing Storm Connections, I haven't completed the story mode so played it. As I played he leaned to me and started running his fingers through my hair, it was subtle but I noticed and I kept playing. And in the second boss fight with Merz he nudged me and I gave him the controller. At that moment his brilliant eyes were back, I got up and went to get something. I returned and sat beside him, I spread my arms and went around his neck and then behind hooking the necklace I bought days ago. I wanted to give him that day but he was mad at me and I couldn't give him. He kept playing and he defeated the boss and we both smiled foolishly but still we didn't say anything to eachother. He looked at the necklace and he beamed, it was a black Obsidian crystal necklace but with a different pendant, it was an H. I looked at him his face was thoroughly flushed and I felt warmth in my cheeks. And later he got up to leave and I got up to accompany him outside. We were outside waiting for his ride and he was busy looking at the necklace I gave him. And in no time the G Wagon arrived and he hugged me. I felt the warm fuzzies, in that simple gesture, he provided the comfort and reassurance I so desperately needed. But he broke the hug so soon and we held hands, we realised it late, which sparked an immense embarrassment between us and we became aware of each other as we slowly drifted apart. He got inside and he smiled back, they drove off and I returned to my apartment and slept soundly. The followed day I woke up feeling good and I felt that I'd have a great day. So later that day off from an extremely tiring routine I met Halls outside my apartment, I beamed. I was like "hug me!" and he vibed saying "bring it in!" and he sprang onto me and we hugged twirling around and I heard someone clearing throat and I realised it was his girlfriend, the tenant. I was like sorry didn't see you there and I let go of the guy and she was like no problem giggling. I got inside leaving them outside. Just when I was about to chill on the couch Halls came and sats next to me. He smiled and said jealousy doesn't look good on you, I'm like what! and then he's like forget about it. Thinking about it now I know what he was referring to but that's not the case I'm not jealous about anything. He said his new girlfriend told him everything and he's sorry for being an asshole and I was like I'm sorry too, it was so brief lol. And then we immediately talked about something else he said to me that he'll be bored, he said his parents left for a short vacation to visit his grandparents and he wanted me to go and chill with his sisters. I declined saying I had something important to attend to, I told him if I managed to finish early I would visit him the following day since it's a Saturday, he said I shouldn't come late and he beamed saying he was looking forward to it. And all of a sudden he chuckles asking me what I was doing with my lips and I was confused and he shrugged. He left and I just chilled smiling foolishly. So early in the morning I woke up and sorted out everything and I was done with my assignments so I went to visit him. I got there and his younger sister was leaving, I found him arguing with his older sister, I was forced to watch this sibling quarrel, probably that's the reason his younger sister left. Halls is the type of guy when he's arguing with another person you know that the other person is wrong, he's just that guy. But he was wrong this time lol. And a moment later they suddenly stopped arguing and got along. They apologised for it and I was like no problem, I didn't care I was just enjoying the classical music, Waltz of the Flowers was playing that time. And an hour later his older sister left leaving the two of us alone in the mansion. Halls suddenly undresses, I'm like wtf, he says he does that sometimes when he's alone with the dogs and I chuckled saying I do that in my apartment sometimes. But it was still strange, him walking naked in the entire mansion, and I just wondered what if one of his sisters returned. He said the younger one was going to have a sleepover at her friend's place while the older one would return late. It was unsettling and then I saw him moving some blank canvas and I helped him out. And he said he was bored he wanted us to do some painting, he said I should join him I was like okay. He also said he wanted to do some body painting and I should help him with it, I paused staring at him wondering, and then he said I should quit with the lightskin genjutsu, I was confused of course and he chuckled and asked me to help him mount the canvas on the stands. I helped him out and he helped me with mine. When we were done he looked at me strangely, and I said what's wrong. He said something wasn't right he doesn't know what it is but something is missing. And he suddenly says I got it, and I'm like what he said your earrings are missing, I said yeah I didn't put them on, I asked him if there was anything wrong with that and he said no. He was taking off his diamond stud earrings and he said he wanted to be like me and I'm like no lol there's no need, I helped him put them back. And then he told me I should take my clothes off if I didn't want to get paint on them. I remembered doing something like that once, I was putting shelves in a closet and I had to paint them, I happened to be a sloppy painter so I decided to do it naked because I had no overalls that time. Surprisingly I had a lot of fun, I was walking nude alone listening to Air on the G string lol. And then Halls looked at me waiting for me to do it. And now will you laugh at me, when I will say I took them off, perhaps, but it was difficult, it's like letting down your protective armour down, and that idiot was looking at my bellybutton and I got embarrassed. He just said I shouldn't be, easy for him to say because his bellybutton looks far better than mine. I was left with nothing on, I felt vulnerable starting to feel uneasy. He came and stared at me in a funny way, and he's chuckled saying "lightskin activated" I'm confused but I soon understood he was mocking me. He said at this point I'm going to dethrone Drake if I keep this lightskin stare. And that's when I snapped I told him I'm leaving, I don't know why lightskin guys become the butt of the joke among white guys and darkskin guys. I know it sounds ridiculous, like I am over feeling, over telling, but I hate it I don't get the joke. I wasn't doing any weird thing with my eyebrows or lips but he chuckled and I couldn't stand it, I left him to get dressed. He rushed to me and said he was joking and I told him I couldn't tolerate it anymore. Somehow he knew I wouldn't listen to what he said and he hugged me and I'm like leave me alone and he doesn't say anything he just didn't let go. My heart was beating faster and somehow I drew his scent, needless to say it was amazing and then I heard him say, "are you wearing a new fragrance" my thumped faster. I delayed to reply I was like yeah sheepishly. I was stricken by the guys awareness, I didn't think he could pick on something as subtle as that. And he suddenly readjust the embrace, the guy is gently as they come, he embraced me as if I was made of glass. I don't have enough language to describe it, to put it simple the sensation I had was otherworldly and somehow he made me forget about wanting to leave. Anyway, all this is only the foreplay, the climax happened after. He says the fragrance was kind of dry with the right amount of a flowery scent, and that's coming from a guy with perfectly layered Dior Sauvage scents and Polo Ralph Lauren Ralph Club. I retreated to my own mind and I'm like yeah this guy is mocking me. "Are you ridiculous, you rich folks can't help yourself with mocking peasants by making them feel as if they..." He didn't let me finish he just moved his neck, he felt the need of taking a deep long breath and he felt it, again he reveled at my scent. And I was hit by the omg moment, is this actually happening. "It's a shame that after painting your body I won't get to smell your scent". In my mind I'm like what, he wants to paint me. "I'll use your body as my canvas". I'm like are you crazy, and there I was try to downplay my excitement, trying my best to behave, not admitting that I liked the sound of that. However inwardly fireworks were exploding at every inch of my body. And I'm like "rich people hobbies are very unu.." he didn't let me finish his fingers just reached my bellybutton and he popped it out. I jerked obviously, I wasn't expecting that and he giggled and I saw his face completely flushed as if he could burst into bloody minced meat if you'd poke his cheeks. I gave him this look as if I was annoyed, I asked him why he did that and he said he thought I wanted something like that. I moved my eyes down and I saw that he was getting excited. Spoiler alert, the guy can grow like a Baobab tree, the girth and length was something that I didn't expect. I'm like calm down and he was embarrassed lmao. He's a perfect example of a grower not a shower. I had a smug I'm like let's begin with the painting and he said sure but we have to apply coconut oil so that the paint gets off easily when we bathe. I said ok, he got the tub and scooped some and applied on my back. He didn't see it but I had this snobby look but inside I was jumping like a little kid. Like a sculpture artist he traced up and down making sure my back side was coated all over even my butt cheeks lol. And then he came in the front, probably that's where the interesting part comes in. He went for my arms doing one at a time and he was fairly quick it's like he was interested something else, my bellybutton I presumed. And soon he smeared it on my chest gently coating it all over and then he went down to my tummy and soon his hands were near my bellybutton. "Can I" he said innocently gesturing to my bellybutton and I'm like sure. He gleamed and immediately grabbed the sides and pulled it out lightly, he used his right hand and applied around where it stemmed, between the bellybutton skin and the belly skin. I nearly winced but I trusted him that he wouldn't do anything funny so I relaxed. Once he was done with that he went to my cord like bellybutton and applied it all over. Me and my bellybutton don't go well together, unexpectedly I was embracing a new level of self-acceptance. Sometimes I wonder if I had an innie, what would be my thoughts on it. Would I like it or hate it, would I display it with pride or try to hide it, like the "weird kid" during swimming classes. Or perhaps I would act like this kid who pretends his bellybutton doesn't exist at all but when he returns home and gets undressed, soon he's hit by the reality that in fact his bellybutton does exist. Do you think I'm talking about myself here, okay I admit it, I was talking about myself. I don't intend to make you feel a certain way about your bellybutton but this is just my POV. Okay, hold on! this is not my diary, however I do wish for you to see my POV but I just don't want you to cringe in response. Back to the story, so Halls finished coating the coconut oil on me, it was time for me to reciprocate. I did the same way he did to me but when I went to his front side he immediately requested for me to pop his bellybutton out and spend a great deal amount of time on it. I complied, expectedly he was content about it. But then I asked him about his thoughts on his bellybutton, he said he used to have mixed feelings about it but he learnt to like it because people were intrigued by it, he got a lot of compliments. Ngl his bellybutton does look sexy and I do envy him. You should have seen him when I told him that, he was troubled that he doesn't have the same sentiments as me about my bellybutton, he felt horrible I told him not to because yes... he should like it because it's his. Soon memories swept across my mind and I cringed my own way through all of them. But he snapped me out, I giggled and I was confused why. And then I realised that he had tickled my bellybutton with an artist's paint brush. He said he wanted me to get painted first and I agreed getting excited. I walked to him and he sat on the stool and then he pulled me closer and my bellybutton was in his mouth level. He jokingly said he wanted to bite it, why does it stick out that far and I blushed saying I wasn't sure. And that sadist opened his mouth and enveloped it, my blood ran cold. He just sucked it and I tensed my abdominal muscles involuntarily, he sucked it over and over I just allowed him lol I wasn't some kind of victim that couldn't break free. He began biting it lightly and I liked it, he alternated from sucking to biting and that excited me. He just played with my bellybutton inside his mouth and embarrassingly I felt my shaft hardening. I suddenly said stop, and I saw his eyes filled with anger and he bit it really hard nearly blocking the blood circulation I just screamed pushing him away and he immediately let go. I lied down panting, he looked as if he was sensing my pain, the pain lingered for a bit but I soon recovered and sat up. I peep at it and it was a bit red and I could see the bite marks on in, I moved my eyes to him and he couldn't face me. Although it hurt hellishly but I didn't want him to feel horrible about himself so I nudged him and he turned around, I said let's continue and he was like ok shyly. I got up and put back my "everything is okay" face and I tapped him to continue, he had a slight panic attack and said okay picking the brushes. My hands were on my waist now and I watched him pick a small paint brush to make the sketch. I had no Idea what he was going to paint but I got excited ignoring what he just did. He dipped the paint brush and soon extended his arm and reached my belly, the brush made contact with my belly and I shook a little. But then I began to enjoy it as he drew the shapes and I looked down to him and he began to smile, he was enjoying himself too. And he suddenly squeaks, I don't know what I did but I was excited about it with him. He said "push it out more, inflate it as much as you can" on the inside I was like okay so that's what got you excited lol. So I pushed my belly out a bit more and he was more that elated. I smiled, obviously this was an experience I would love to give to somebody else. And he was done with the sketch he paused for a moment and his eyes lit, I knew he had something great in mind. So he rinsed off the paint and brought the palette and he dipped on multiple dark colours and soon extended his arm to my belly and painted. I closed my eyes again and let him do his thing but the brush made contact with my bellybutton and I giggled, I didn't expect that, the wet brush touching my bellybutton made a ticklish sensation. And that sadist made sure it was more ticklish, he was extra gently with the the motion and I laughed, I thought I could handle it and control myself but I failed, he was pleased himself for that. I kept straining my tummy laughing madly, he said he appreciated my raw genuine unfiltered reactions, I'm like wtf how can you fake such laughs. And then he used the sponge prodding the paint on my belly and when he was done he used the other paint brush on bellybutton. I just laughed, he couldn't satisfy his curiosity. Almost two hours later he was done. He said I should got to the mirror and check it out and I did. The end-result was simply more than I could have even thought of. My eyes widened, Halls painted Pinocchio on belly, that idiot used my bellybutton as Pinocchio's nose and ngl it looked cool and funny. I stood there and appreciated the painting, my eyes just become so big that they embraced the space around them. I wasn't aware of the empowering essence of Body painting, it was multidimensional awareness that just exploded inside me. It just unveiled chapters of my soul I never knew existed. I liked it wholeheartedly, it initiated an intimate dance of self-discovery. Somehow it changed the way I connected with my body and my inner self, I really liked it. I celebrated my body from the surface by teasing Pinocchio's nose lol. I've been at war with my bellybutton for years but that moment I was like, bellybutton you're actually alright. As if it had a mind of it's own it recoiled with euphoric sensations, thinking about it now I think it's almost impossible to recreate the exact same sensations. Body painting is really the most natural, yet the most intriguing and magical form of art. I think it can help anyone who wants to face themselves from deep within, and it can also help you make peace with your body. I understood the way people prettify themselves, tattoos, piercings and body medications are some of the acts of self love. And body painting can be that. Halls came and found me looking at myself on the mirror just admiring what I looked like, seeing that I was excited he got excited too. I turned around and I looked at him with my eyes filled with gratitude and he took a picture on his phone and then I went to him with my hands on my waist. I asked him if he was interested in nuzzling Pinocchio's nose and he said no, he said Pinocchio is going to sneeze and I chuckled saying don't worry. He came and bent forward, his face got closer I could feel the heat from his breath, and his nose reached the tip of my bellybutton, Pinocchio's nose I mean. Blissful convulsions bashed me inside, he moved his nose away and took a glance at me, I had this faint smile as the blissful convulsions faded but then he brushed his right cheek against my bellybutton and I just sighed in approval. Seeing my reaction he sticked out his tongue and I said stop, he was confused and I said to him I still want to keep the paint, and he was disappointed he knelt down and he tried his best not to show it. Seeing this I knelt down too. We quiet for a while and his scent just reached me, I was like "your scent.." "huh" he said, "don't make it sound weird..." I said in a very self-conscious way. "I won't" he said reassuringly and I blurted out, "I don't know why but your scent drives me nuts, it's just amazing" I outed myself, I had a faint, silly smile, feeling quite vulnerable at that point. And we both got silent, inwardly I quietly cursed myself, why did I say that. And he broke the awkwardness putting me out of misery, with noticeable redness that emerged on his cheeks he said "oh my scent hehe is that amazing, I didn't know" and I kept quiet failing to maintain eye contact. And he was like "and yours.... drives me nuts too" he said as if something was baring him from saying those words, he couldn't quite get them out. I wasn't expecting that my eyes were set ablaze with that revelation and he added saying that he likes the new one but the one I usually wear is amazing. I broke out into giggles partly from nervousness and partly because it's funny to see a good looking, smart and confident guy trip over his tongue saying something like that. He faced away in embarrassment, I felt awful so moved closer I just smiled and pushed him, he lied down on his back and my face was above his tummy. I flew my mouth onto his bellybutton and I licked it, he let out a quick sigh and asked me what I was doing, a classic chumbo move act like you don't want something like that while you yearn for something like that. I just wanted to play with the guy's bellybutton, I told him I was trying to express my gratitude, I told him if he didn't want me to I'll stop. Cliché to be sure, but it worked. He beamed and said I could tie him if I wanted. I sat up and he got up and dashed to get some ropes in the shed, in no time he turned beaming. And then He removed the boxes and the paint on this birch table, he cleared it and put it on the other one so I got up and helped him. And then we picked the table and moved it to the centre of the arts room and he jolted saying tie me up, I chuckled and said no way. I told him the he needed something to cushion his head and he jolted out and shortly after he came back with a pillow and layed small camp air mattress on the table and I was like okay that's much better and he got on top. "Hurry up" he said, I laughed saying okay okay I'm coming. I took the ropes and put on top of his belly and then I spread his legs and arms. The were four of them so I used each rope for each arm and leg, I tied them on the ends under the table right next to the table's legs. I asked him if it was too tight and he said no and I gleamed. To start things off I told him that he was going to be tortured mercilessly and he said I shouldn't go overboard on his bellybutton, I said yeah with a devilish grin, obviously I meant the opposite. I picked a few paint brushes with different sizes and textures and chuckled ominously. For him to experience intense tickling torture than the last time it demanded me to switch to my cold sadistic side, he watched nervously at first and somehow accepted it. As I was perilously walking to him I was salivating heavily imagining his pitiful wails that he'll be letting out once I start with the torture, I may have a chip on my shoulder but I'm an expert when it come to Knismolagnia and I was confident that I'd have him begging for mercy. I used one small paint brush and invaded his ear with it and he broke out into sudden giggling spasms, ah yes my cold heart warmed up. And then I moved around with a snobby look carefully studying my subject's nude body, I counted the sensitive spots moving around and I took a quick glance and he was terror stricken, but there was no turning back now and I chuckled to his detriment, he closed his eyes probably thinking things won't get worse than the last time. Without warning I stroked the brush on his legs near the calve and giggled, yes that's what I wanted. I moved the brush in zigzags along his legs up to his thighs while my other hand I tickled on his under legs and his giggles grew into hysteric laughs. Softly stroking those spots resulted in more loud laughs and then squirmed in reflex. I tickled him more and more and the guy was brought into convulsive giggles, I couldn't help but admire my sadistic side. I dashed to his toes to keep this momentum, now I was tickling his bare soles and he laughed louder. He shook all over, helplessly wiggling his free toes nevertheless I attacked his free toes and he shook more in great tremors. He laughed insanely at the torture his poor toes they didn't get mercy from me, and I chuckled. I decided to focus on one foot at a time, so I continued tickling his right foot. With the two brushes I made sure that every inch of his foot was teased, along the soles and between the toes and all over. He just laughed louder from the devastating effect, before he knew it I dashed to his left foot and produced the same devastating effect, Halls kept curling and relaxing his toes as if that was going to lessen the unbearable torture. He wiggled his body in torment and the dogs were outside barking hearing his torment. I kept going ignoring that and he just moved his head left and right as the torture went onwards. I chuckled, poor guy was clutching helplessly at nothing, his soles were unbearably sensitive than I thought, I spent a quality of time on the soles coaxing more laughter from him but it got to the point his body was shutting down it's nerves there. But because I'm a ruthless sadist I merrily and slowly counted the wrinkles in his soles as he curled them up, I was like one two three, when I got to ten his laughter was back, he just needed that short breather. With the renewed laughter I got more excited, I was like yes keep going Chumbo soon he'll be begging for you to stop, however the guy didn't beg even though the torture was utterly unbearable. What's crazy is that his laughter grew but still no begging and pleading from him. "You're in for a surprise you rich bastard, soon you're going to beg me to stop" I promised darkly. I stopped granting him relief for a few seconds, I went to increase the volume as The Blue Danube was playing, I came back floating admiring my sadistic mind coming up with insane ideas. I stared at his bellybutton sticking out there on his tummy and for some reason it was annoying I pinched his OUTIE and he shrieked in torment. "I'm just saying hello" I said chuckling, "your time hasn't come yet" I taunted staring his poor bellybutton in morbid fascination. Okayyy.... shall we I said merrily picking the paint brushes and assembled some of the things and he just stared in helpless horror. I had the whole kit and caboodle next to me, and let me tell you my arsenal is broad and quite versatile, with all that stuff I'd have my best friend begging for mercy. My dream was so palpable I could already feel it. I had that Tom's snobby look when he played the piano, I picked a clothing peg and then I pinched his bellybutton and he squealed arching his back, small muscle spasms would show in that creamy arch. I put the peg on his bellybutton, he shrilled arching his back more and my ears filtered that out they were focused on the Blue Danube. I left it there and frivolously picked two paint brushes, "Pinocchio should I proceed" I said peeping down at my tummy there was no response obviously, "I'll take that as a yes" I said with a smug. You weren't there, Halls throat was tightening in fear, I couldn't help but taunt him I pulled and twisted my bellybutton and his throat tightened even more, I chuckled. I felt my shaft twitch a bit, I didn't want that so I left my bellybutton alone and shifted my attention to the bound helpless figure right in front of me. And so it went on, with lightning quickness I shot out the paint brushes and attacked his armpits and he burst out laughing maniacally. And soon he began to shake with great effort, he laughed madly and I just used the fiendish paint brushes and attacked his armpits further, and boy I wasn't expecting what happened next, he began to shake with unparalleled vigor, I know I've used those words a couple of times, but this time around he was really shaking as if he was undergoing an exorcism. "Whoa!” I exclaimed in surprise, the guy was sweating and shaking madly as his laughter peaked. And I saw his bellybutton getting mean red from the constriction so I decided to take it out, I did swiftly and he went from laughing to moaning, it must've been hellishly painful as the blood recirculated. I went back ticklish his armpit and his left nipple, the guy exploded in laughter, as I tickled him I saw his force awakening and I chuckled. I made sure his nipple was teased thoroughly while his armpits remained in constant hellish tickling. The brushes proved to be fiendish weapons so I used them to their fullest extent extracting ceaseless bouts of laughter from him. With tear filled, swollen eyes he took a glance and found me exquisitely amused, and soon he began begging for mercy and I chuckled in disapproval. And then I focused on both of his nipples, Halls was begging constantly now, lost in blind terror but he received no mercy from his best friend. I tickled him to the point he was tired to move, I didn't want that of course so I went to his toes to coax more laughs but his soles twitched slightly, which seemed to take an enormous effort to do in that state. So I stopped, I'm saving you for last I said glaring at his vulnerable bellybutton while playing with mine. As I played with my bellybutton my mind was full of images of him begging for mercy maniacally, I just sighed in delight. I took the brush and swept along the surface of my bellybutton and I flushed at that, I was shuddering too hard to enjoy the moment so I stopped. And then I checked on him and he seemed to have recovered a bit so I plucked up two feathers from the new feather duster I found earlier and advanced forward, and he was like C'mon Chumbo you can't do this to me. I had a grin closing in to his nude body, in haste I teased him everywhere. The feathers teased the worst spots on his nude body, his bellybutton, his ears, thighs, his dong, balls, everywhere in his chest, his armpits and not to forget his toes and soles. I just exploited every each of his ultra sensitive spots and he exploded with laughter renewing his vigor, simply shaking madly on the table. I kept going without stopping, rapidly going back and forth across his nude body, and I extract countless tortured laughs. His eyes were red and swollen from the tears he shed and I kept going ruthlessly unphased, not caring, not hearing, chuckling quietly inside. I ignored his pleads but deep down I knew that if he gets to tickle me he'll be merciless too. I went on never once stopping, minute after minute, kept up with the ceaseless tickling of his overstimulated body and he yelped, unable to utter anything but "HAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHA HOHOHOHO HAHA HOOOHAHH UUU HHAHHAHA". I just smiled, the was more to come and he didn't know that, I felt pity. His laughter was insane I didn't have ear plugs so my defence was awful, but the offence proved to be devastating, I was surprised I could go that far and the guy would peak and peak over and over again. I withstood his loud laughter unlike the last time, probably the music helped me to withstand his laughter. He was getting harder every moment and I just went on and on, and his eyes clouded with pleasure and I just wished I was in his place. I discarded the feathers and grabbed his bellybutton and soon began twisting it, and I saw a pearling morning dew of precum from his peehole, and there I was beside him forced to endure long successions of cries and screams that could have been laughter. I wickedly twisted his OUTIE like a pressure valve and he broke out into loud sobs at this. Clearly I was retaliating for biting my bellybutton earlier. The guy was yelling over his pleas of tormented sobs as I continued with the torture. Now my other hand teased his tiny happy trail, Halls exploded with frantic squeals, probably he was confused why his homie was doing that. For some reason I plucked a tiny hair on his happy trail and he squealed in conniptions and I stopped watching him struggle in his bonds. He had that face of fury sobbing and that moment immediately burned itself onto my mind. I pictured myself in his position and my throat tightened, but something told me to keep going, there was no turning back now. I did lol, twisting his bellybutton further and he broke again with piercing intensity. I was scared lmao that a human could produce such sounds, he was getting weak each twist releasing pre cum. I released his bellybutton which was a bit wrinkly from the torture, I got near and opened my mouth to suck it. Halls went from sobbing to moaning, I giggled lol, and then I encircled his bellybutton with my tongue rapidly and he moaned louder. And soon he erupted squirting rope after rope on the table, I chuckled. It hasn't been that long and now he was eating his words, how pitiful. "A shame indeed" I scorned as he released copious amounts of his juices. I kept teasing his suckable bellybutton and the guy was tired to even move he just moaned helplessly, I feel terrible right now knowing I enjoyed that. Anyways I released it and started flicking it with a rubberband and he squealed tossing his head sideways, as it intensified he began straining his tummy and his abs were tighter than ever. I kept flicking it and it looked like he used most of his energy desperately trying to do that, poor guy. I was conquering him, presumptuously I thought that pretty boy has never been tortured that much, his reactions were something I never experienced. His bellybutton was red but I flicked it for the last time and once more he collapsed into fits of desperate crying as he released the last remains of his juices in his shaft. I threw away the rubberband and now he had a noticeable relief but he didn't know what I was about to do, I went beside him and flew my lips onto his bellybutton. I clamped my lips firmly and then I sucked it madly and he moaned on top of his lungs, I just sucked it while teasing it with my tongue. And once more I listened to the mad symphony of his whimpers, the moans, the squeals and ragged breathing. Am an asshole aren't I, Halls was right. A moment later I released his bellybutton for the final act, probably that encompasses all most everything. I gazed at his thoroughly flushed face before doing the most heinous thing to him, he had his eyes closed while breathing heavily, his sweat sparkled under my shadow while his equipment was deflating. I just wanted to end this with a bang and I opened my mouth as if he sensed it he tensed his tummy and I bit his bellybutton. He flew his eyes open and let out an ear shattering scream. I bit it as hard as my conscience let me, and his eye immediately rolled to the back and he jittered a bit before passing out. Mission accomplished I thought to myself. I as he lied there I felt guilt lmao, and then I untied him and just waited. Then I went back checking if he was still breathing lol, and everything seemed okay but I wished he would get up because I feared one of his sisters might show up and find me like that while he lied on that table. I was walking up and down quietly saying prayers and then I went to remove the paint. I dipped the sponge in water removed it while guilt was devouring me. When I was done I went back. And in less than thirty minutes the guy got up and sat on the table. He took a look at me and I couldn't face him, I just looked elsewhere in shame. He slid down and stood up right but soon he held his belly while his other hand was on his knee, my stomach churned in fear. He wasn't fully recovered from the intense torture. He groggily came to me and I was hit by anxiety attacks watching him walking towards me. He had this grimace and said "it's your turn buddy", I had the heebie jeebies. I giggled nervously and said "sure but now we're even right", "even about what". And I said "about torturing eachothers bellybutton" and he said yeah, he said he regrets biting my bellybutton earlier and I said I'm sorry and I regreted going that far, and he said okay. Everything seemed fine and then he said I should get on top, I'm like what, and he motions the table for him to tickle me up. I said okay and then I walked slowly to it. I could picture him torturing me mercilessly but I decided to trust him and I got on top, now with a cheerful smile I said hurry up. He came and squinted his eyes, probably he was confused why I acted cheerful all of a sudden. I acted like that to throw him off. I heard him sigh probably he saw through it, and he came to tie me up. With a slight expressionless face he tied me up the way I did to him, and I just smiled knowing that he's still a novice when it comes to tickle torture. I was like promise me you'll tickle me and not torture my bellybutton and he said yeah darkly. He had a sneer and I kept stealing looks at his red abused bellybutton, why doesn't he put it back, is he tormenting me with that. I asked myself seeing him finishing up tying me, and he noticed that I was looking at his bellybutton and then he looked down on it and he smiled darkly. His splendid eyes were back now focused on the helpless bound figure right in front of him. It hit me that he wasn't going to keep his promise, he grabbed his bellybutton and pulled it out mercilessly to it's limit, he pulled further from his belly until it was replaced by his belly skin, it's clear that he was sending a message. I couldn't watch anymore he noticed it and he grinned that moment. I was like leave it alone he chuckled and said I shouldn't worry because it's numb and besides he asked why I was concerned all of a sudden and I replied saying I was his best friend of course I was worried. He chuckled he was like "Chumbo I didn't know you were a comedian" and it seems my sentiments didn't get through him, and then he suddenly stopped laughing and glared at me. I just acted I like I wasn't bothered at all. He released his bellybutton and it snapped back looking red and a bit wrinkly, there were some pink rings outside his bellybutton. He rubbed his bellybutton fiendishly while he maintain that grimly smug, but somehow I held it in and acted unphased by his antics. Halls then picked the feathers that I used to tickle him with them and glared me while I tried to maintain my slight expressionless face. "Enough with the theatrics I know you're scared as fuck" he said with a grin. My body betrayed me, I trembled, somehow I maintain that unphased face "me scared..oh please" I said. "But your body says otherwise" he chuckled. Without warning he danced the feather on my shaft and I bust out giggling. And then he went for my bellybutton and tickled it maliciously, I squirmed. Embarrassingly I begged him to tickle me anywhere but my bellybutton. And he was angry he said I'm a fool if I thought he wouldn't retaliate after the intense torture he went through, sure he's wrong for biting my bellybutton earlier but I shouldn't have tortured his bellybutton that mercilessly. But I begged him to stop ignoring his remarks. "That's selfish you don't want me to play with your bellybutton, why refuse if you have a bellybutton like that, why why why!." Halls said to me angrily while tickling my bellybutton with a feather. "NOOOOO HOOO HOOO HOOH" I laughed helplessly as I glanced at him, his face softening and he suddenly smiles and goes on mercilessly with the tickling. I promised him anything if he could stop, but to no avail I received no mercy from my best friend. He advanced forward with intense tickling titillations. He moved the feathers from my bellybutton along the tiny happy trail to my dong and I squirmed madly. He had a smug, he was very much enjoying himself. With brutal recklessness Halls danced the feathers with rapid succession that left me begging, how pathetic. I shouldn't have underestimated the guy he knew my sensitive spots, and he exploited them mercilessly. He went to my feet and tickled them wickedly and I let out insane laughs. You'd think I was a One Piece villain at that point. "You're the one who introduced me to this weird fetish, now blame your miserable self for it" he said darkly. "HAAAAALLLLZZZZ HIHEEEEHEEE HEEHEHEHE PLEEEEEEEEAZE STOHOHHOHHOP". There was nothing else I could do except begging. I'm sure you too undergoing a constant feathering tickling you would've gone nuts. Each moment felt like eternal damnation, I just laughed to the point tears welled up on my eyes and I couldn't see clearly because of the blurriness. He suddenly stopped and I was like yes you're my best friend, I was trying to get him stop. Under his shadow I stared at him and he just glared me with pity, his face was in the shade, only his icy diamonds studs earrings sparkled. I felt my heart beating faster as my laughter was subsiding. "You're not a tough cookie after all, you don't deserve that name Chumbo" he said in disappointment. "What" I couldn't let him squash my pride. He ignored me and renewed the tickling torture, now he seemed to be focused on my bellybutton. I just laughed helplessly, my laughter peaked and peaked. I felt my cock twitch madly, something was approaching and it was something powerful. "I'm sorry I can't help myself to ignore it" he said dropping the feathers and placed his fingers either side of my bellybutton and grabbed it, I screamed insanely at the torture. He chuckled and in my mind I was like c'mon bellybutton don't let me down. He yanked it out and I gasped for breath and soon whimpered pitifully. At that moment my dong was getting harder, I felt a strong pulse building up to a head and I couldn't do anything but moan and squeal. He pulled it out more and I was disturbed by it stretching out further, at that point I was in a mental cell, I'm going to fucking die. I presumed that precum was leaking out because I saw him chuckle. And suddenly he began turning it around, he was winding it out around. And that was absolutely diabolical I whimpered sobbing lmao. I begged him but he didn't stop he was enjoying my predicament too much. That moment I told myself that I should forget about thinking I'll receive mercy from him. Shortly after he released it and picked the feathers and used the pointy ends and jabbed my bellybutton. I shrilled desperately, he jabbed it my multiple times and I just struggled furiously while screaming, the pulse was going stronger than before. Out of nowhere it struck me and I felt it cascade all over, he suddenly stopped. “You cum like a fucking racehorse" he said forcefully with scorn. I was so embarrassed I didn't think I could recover from that. I shoot my spunk over and he giggled childishly at that. That conniving reached for his phone and took a couple of pics, I just watched helplessly. And then he dashed to me, he opened his mouth and enveloped my bellybutton. He sucked my bellybutton madly and I moaned, he sucked it to the point I was too weak to move. He built vacuum pressure in his mouth, ngl it was amazing, the cord inside my bellybutton was throbbing endlessly I could almost picture it. The animalistic guttural noises I made were not for show, unconsciously voiced my approval and he sucked it madly, clearly he wasn't expecting me to enjoy it. Next thing I knew he bites my bellybutton and I screamed in full volume, and I felt his teeth grinding against it and an ear shattering scream tore loose from me reaching a crescendo. He immediately released it and I quivered a bit when the cool air caressed my spit glazed bellybutton. "Look at you, I was right, you're not so tough as you thought" he said triumphantly looking at me panting. At that point my body ached with pleasure and my vision was getting hazy for some reason. The last thing I saw was his smug and I passed out. Later I woke up and I didn't find Halls on that room, so I got up and went to check on him. I walked and the pain of my bellybutton was still there. I check around and heard him in the kitchen. I went there and he was dressed and clean, he turned around and saw me. He gulped and said he feels bad about torturing me that much, I shrugged and asked for his phone. He showed me and I took and immediately went to the gallery, I found the pictures were deleted except the one he of me with the body painting. He chuckled and I asked him about it he said he stored them safely, I got pissed I left his phone to get my clothes. And he followed me he said he deleted them, I didn't believe him and he assured me. And somehow ended up believing him lol, I picked my clothes and I put on my t shirt he asked me if I was leaving, I said yeah. He came to me and pulled up my shirt, I was confused I'm like what are you doing and he didn't say anything, and I let him do it. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to follow and I did, as we walked I didn't realise how the mansion was filled with ornate furniture and decorations, I was really out of place. All of a sudden he pulled me to the bathroom and he's like at least clean up before leaving, I said ok. I got in and bathed, the bubbly warm water got rid of my tiredness, as I enjoyed it he came to check up on me. And found me enjoying the bath, he told me I need to get out because he was done cooking, he said he was starving and he waiting for me now I was like okay in a groggy way. A few minutes later I got out and went to him to get my clothes and I found out he put them on the washer, I chuckled the guy did it on purpose for me to stay. He said I could put on his, I was like I'm going to cosplay a rich guy no way. He didn't like that and I chuckled he was like "what is wrong with you, is it that lightskin energy" I immediately went mute. Since that day those lightskin jokes were his proxy weapon. I got mad, he tried to talk me I just looked at him and he apologised lol and then he showed me his room, I went there picked any and put them on. I came back and he looked at me I was like "what's wrong, they don't suit me" he said no and came to me. And then he said "can I?", didn't know what he was talking about so he pointed at my belly and just I smiled. He took that as a yes and lifted the shirt and put my bellybutton back in, it felt funny, the tingles felt odd not in a arousing way. He lifted his and asked me to put it back his bellybutton too, I said ok and violently shoved it. He groaned, "what was that for" he said I was like nada. And soon he gave me the silent treatment and I had to say sorry and he gleamed like nothing happened lol, and then I looked at him. "You and your lights.." I grabbed his lips and he got quiet, "what happened to your earrings" I said and he didn't say anything. I realised they were on me. I took the off, prolly he put them on me when I passed out. I gave him, he took them and then tried to put them back, and I said "no I don't want to owe you anyth...." he shut me up and then went to my right ear and put one and then my left ear followed and put the last one. I was just confused, so I left them on and then he said let's go and eat I said ok. We sat down and had dinner and we just talked about the tickling torture, he blushed saying that although it was painful but it was fun. I told him I had fun too, I told him next time we should try other ticklish stuff and he said yeah and then asked me about body painting. I told him that I'll definitely try it again but the next time he'll be the one getting painted he said yeah cheerfully. Later he went to sleep and I went to the guest room and slept there. Prolly around midnight I got up to take a leak and when I returned I heard someone playing a guitar, probably him. I went to check on his room and he wasn't there so it was him, I went inside, the window on his room was opened and I heard the guitar. What he was playing sounded familiar, I took his hoodie and put it on and took another and went outside. I couldn't wrap my head around on how he got on the rooftop, so I got a ladder lol. I climbed up, I found him just sitting playing Going Home Bleach OST, they guy is talented. He saw me, and he gleamed. I walked to him as he played, I took the guitar away and he was confused. I pulled him to me and then dressed him the hoodie, he said thanks and then took the guitar and continued playing. The cool breeze hit my face and I sighed at the exhilarating feeling, similar to a climax as we both watched the cityscape far with beautiful night lights while he played the guitar. I leaned onto him and I just smiled like an idiot. I had a good ass day.
This Story is one of my favorites of all time and I always thought there could have been some more added to it near the end so I added some more content to this great classic story. Thank you Dr Enlarge for your great works Water Weight By DrEnlarge "Don't even scratch her or she might still explode" copyright 1996 Bernie Thigpen waited patiently at the elevation train depot. In his hand he cradled the one thing that could make him a rich man: a plastic vial of Dehydrated Water. Bernie, a lanky 28 year old, had been working overtime on his doctorate thesis when he'd stumbled upon a way to condense and package water. One miscroscopic granule of what Bernie laughingly called "hard water" would rehydrate into a whole cup of the liquid stuff. All it took was one drop of water to set the chemical chain reaction into motion. Behind him, a really cute girl emerged from the end of the escalator. Her reddish-brown hair swayed gently in the afternoon breeze. Bernie turned and saw her 5' 1" figure walking in his direction, a purple fuzzy angora sweater cut low and short black skirt draped nicely over her cherub-like figure. Their eyes met briefly and Bernie looked away first, a small smile crossing his lips. He couldn't wait to be rich and famous. Then he'd be able to get any women he wanted, even the one standing right behind him now. The train began pulling into the station. Bernie stole glances at the girl behind him. How he'd wished for a bit of a spine. He'd longed for the day when he could just whirl around and say "hi" to any woman that struck his fancy. But his was not that day and he had to be content with keeping his mind on his job of delivering his invention to the patent office. With a woosh the doors opened and Bernie began to board the train. Now the problem with being too eager sometimes is that you forget your surroundings. Bernie realized this as he saw a flood of people exiting the doorway as he headed in. When the business man stuck Bernie's shoulder, his first instinct was to protect the vial. However, since it was already airborne, all he could do was curse as he got sideswiped by another commutor with a stroller. When the flow of people stopped, he began searching the ground for his vial. He spotted it just as he heard the door chime sound off. They were going to close! Quickly he leaned down to get it and his head bumped into the black skirt of the lady that was behind him. She was hurriedly trying to get around Bernie and into the train. Embarrassed, he continued reaching for the vial when he noticed it had been opened. Almost half of the contents were missing! Frantically he snatched up the cork that had been on the top and, placing it back in the vial, bolted for the door. His left leg caught the door just as it was closing and the doors retracted automatically to allow him to enter. Bernie wasted little time in assessing the damage done by his little run-in with rush hour traffic. A good portion of the dust-like substance was gone. Bernie looked back at the spot on the concrete where the vial had landed. There was a bit of the dust there, but hardly enough to account for the amount he'd lost. As the train began slowly to pull away, he wondered what would happen when the custodial personnel tried to mop that dirt up. As best as he could figure, with that amount they'd have a fairly large mess to contend with. As Bernie stood there watching the spot move away, he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. Startled, he spun around, half expecting to see one of the many vagrants that ride the transit looking for spare change for booze. Instead, he was face to face with the woman he'd collided with just moments before. Her face was stunning. A perfect button nose, two big eyes with just the right amount of makeup and chipmunk-cheeks that made anyone want to pinch them. "Excuse me," she began, "but do you have a Kleenex?" "Um ... no ... wait ... maybe," Bernie stammered, trying desperately to think of a cloth-like substance he might have on him that might substitute for a Kleenex. His hands frantically patted down every pocket he had, taking immediate stock of their contents just from the touch. He realized he had nothing that would work. Raising his eyes to meet hers, he couldn't believe he was missing an opportunity like this. From this day forward he swore never to leave the apartment without a hundred Kleenex stashed on him. "No ... I'm sorry, Miss ... I don't seem to have one," Bernie replied in a sad tone. She nodded and then shyly began to wipe something from her cleavage with her sleeve. Within seconds, though, she stopped and a puzzled look washed over her face. Bernie couldn't help but let his eyes be drawn towards where she was looking. Her ivory-white smallish breasts were being hopefully pushed together and up by what seemed to Bernie to be a push-up bra. The girl's faint cleavage bore a hint of make-up which seemed to vanish as he watched. Almost on cue, Bernie and the girl looked up and knew what each had been doing. Bernie got so embarrassed that he turned his head and thocked it against the support bar next to where he was standing. The girl covered herself and looked to see if anyone else had been watching her, blushing heavily. As Bernie's brain began to break through his embarrassment, he realised something. The dusty powder on the girl's chest could have been the hard water material. His eyes grew wide as this thought crossed his mind. He'd never contemplated human interaction with the powder yet! Its size would indeed allow it to pass through the skin into the body, but he'd never worried about it at the lab due to the fact he was always well protected. His mind raced as he looked back at the girl, this time with a look of fear adorning his face. The girl wasn't looking at Bernie or anyone else this time. She seemed to be studying her chest again and with a look of concern. Just as Bernie looked down to see what she was staring at, a lady on the overly-crowded train pushed in between them with her girth and blocked his view. Bernie quickly began to bob his head around, trying to see anything more of the girl, but it was in vain. Around to the left of his position, he saw a 40-ish businessman turn his head slightly in the girl's position, stare for a moment with a small grin, then return back to his paper. To Bernie's right a grunge-looking youth was staring in what could be the direction of the girl's figure. As he studied the youth, he could tell that the lad was becoming less obvious about what he was staring at and then noticed that he tapped his girlfriend on her tattooed shoulder and pointed in the girl's direction. Bernie looked back towards the businessman. His eyes were looking back in the girl's direction, but this time his grin was replaced with a look of disbelief. Something was happening behind the glacier of a woman that had oozed between him and the girl. Frantically, Bernie looked for a path around Mount Womanhood, but bodies were jammed in pretty tight and there seemed no polite way around. The train jolted for a brief second, tossing the behemoth backwards a bit. A passage of space opened for a moment and Bernie's heart stopped cold. The girl was standing there, looking panicky, her arms wrapped around her chest. Even so, the train's jolt was still reverberating in her now D-Cupped bosom. Her chest was bigger! Her eyes met his briefly before the landmass of flesh shifted back into her original sight-blocking position. Bernie stood very still, trying to think about what was happening. The powder had obviously landed on that poor woman's chest and due to its nature had sunk in. The growth meant that it was reacting with the water in her body, but thinking about how much reaction there would be made Bernie nervous. He tried to calculate the amount of hard water still in the vial compared to the amount he'd seen on the landing at the stop, but he couldn't comprehend just how much that left unaccounted. He stopped trying to figure it out when he heard the businessman talk. "Are you OK, ma'am?" the older gentleman asked shakily. His eyes were fixed at below eye level, Bernie noticed. He heard a reply, but it was too quiet to pick out the words. From the tone, however, he could tell it was the girl and she was frightened. Big Bertha finally noticed something other than the candy bar she was munching on and turned her head to observe the commotion. Once she saw what was going on, she backed up in surprise, much to the dismay of the people she crushed behind her. Bernie saw the opening and this time instead of looking through it he maneuvered into the spot. He didn't have much room, though, for the girl had seen the same opening and had taken a step forward to give her new self more room. Bernie stopped himself just before he collided with the girl's DD chest. His jaw dropped as he saw her milky-white breasts straining against her purple sweater, pulling the V-neck further away from her body and showing six inches of cleavage. Her dainty hands again cupped themselves around her new growth, trying vainly to contain and stop their further expansion. Long red nails on both hands were hard pressed against the full sweater, but Bernie instantly saw that her jugs were plump and her hands sunk deep into them. "What's going on?" the girl said to no one in particular. By now, all within sight of the girl were looking at the spectacle. Slowly her breasts were filling up her sweater to the breaking point. Bernie saw through the sides of her v-neck that her bra straps were loose. She must have busted her bra moments before. No way an B-cup bra could've stood up to those mounds. Her eyes were wide open and her cute little mouth was slack as she stared at what everyone else was staring at. Bernie watched the outside of her right breast to gauge how fast she was growing. As he stared, he actually saw her boob inflate wider and fuller, stretching her V-neck still further apart and further down. The sides of her tits were now far enough out that they were growing out past her arms which she still had across her ever-enlarging chest. By now, the whole train was crowding in, trying to see the girl that was getting bigger boobs by the second. The girl, giving up the vain attempt to cover herself by crossing her arms, slid her arms apart. Bernie heard the sweater strain even over the sound of the train. Her fingernails slid over her super-tight sweater as she released her boobs slowly from her hold, but she stopped short of fully dropping her arms. Now, she was cupping each breast with the same-sided hand, pulling them towards her body and in turn, out further. She could almost rest her arms on the bulk of her sideways growth. Her head popped up and scanned each face quickly for signs of help from anyone. "Oh, my God!" one man said quietly. Her chest continued to balloon. Tears were beginning under her arms. When the first one began, everyone looked, including the girl, towards the sound. Her face grimaced a bit. The sweater really looked tight on her now. Her midriff was now showing as her sweater's bottom had begun to crawl up her body towards the underside of her volleyball- sized boobs. Her little hands looked so small compared to her massing melons and they were moving outwards more and more. The bottom of her breasts was above her navel until she showed signs of fatigue and began letting them drop. They sagged slightly, just hiding her belly button, but Bernie could tell that they were getting tighter. One woman beside Bernie fainted, but no one cared. "I need help! Someone help me!" the girl cried, her grip on the front of her growing gazongas getting looser due to her ever-tightening skin. The business man was almost drooling as his glazed-over eyes soaked in every new inch of her. The grunge boy began to reach out his had to touch her boob when his girlfriend knocked his hand back. Bernie shook his head and came to his senses. He was responsible for this problem, he'd have to find a way to solve it before ... before something bad happened. Bernie cleared his throat and tried to quiet the croud. Even with everyone trying to back away from the girl's body, there wasn't much room left for her to grow without touching someone. As the crowd quietened, you could hear the staggered sound of her shirt ripping bit by bit down the side. Her big eyes looked hopefully towards his, almost tearfilled. "I know what's happening here," Bernie said. Everyone looked his way. As he opened his mouth to continue, he paused. What was he going to say next? He had no idea how to help this ballooning body stop. All he could do was try to figure out how much hard water had she absorbed. "Ma'am," he said to the straining face of the girl. "That dust that fell on you. How much was there?" "Oh, God, my breasts feel so big!" she grunted, almost pulling at her sweater. "Uh ... I don't remember. It covered my chest when I first looked down, but then," she drifted off, trying to arch her back a bit. Her breasts were really growing now, every jostle that the train caused was amplified by her bulbous front. It would have been worse except her tight top was still - barely - containing her. Cleavage was squeezing out of the V-neck so much that it looked like someone was baking bread and the dough was rising. From her sides more and more tit flesh was breaking through. Wouldn't be long before her sweater ruptured. Bernie could see the beginnings of blue veins in her skin. "Something is rushing into my boobs! God, I can feel them blowing up! Mister, you gotta stop them! I'm getting huge!" "Umm ..." Bernie thought. That much hard water could spell trouble for this young woman if she was right. He needed to get the water out that was in there before she got too big and exploded. Since the hard water was probably reacting with her milk glands, Bernie decided that she needed to give milk. But he didn't know how fast someone would be able to suckle her chest, surely not fast enough to stop her growth. RIP! The girl's sweater gave up and split down both sides. The front went limp and rested against her chest. It did little to conceal her mammoth mounds, even when she grabbed the bottom part and tried to stretch it to cover her distended nipples. Her areolae were as wide as a plate now and they looked very taut. She looked comical trying to cover her beachball-sized breasts. They took up her entire torso, spreading down to below her belt and out past her elbows. She gave up trying to gather herself from the side and stretched her arms over the center of both breasts, just barely reaching her life-saver-sized nipples. "Ok...everyone...she's going to get much bigger if we don't figure out a way to milk her fast!" Bernie shouted. "Does anyone here have any idea how we can do that?" "How big am I going to get?" the girl shouted, leaning back against the door now. She was really having a hard time standing now. "I'm too big as it is! Just look at me! I can't get any bigger, mister. My skin is getting so tight!" she pleaded, looking like she'd welcome it if someone just stuck her with a pin. "Why don't we just pop them?" someone suggested, reading the girl's mind. Bernie considered it before someone spoke up. "No, you can't. That little hole in her skin would probably let loose a torrent of ... whatever's blowing her up. I'm a doctor and although I've never seen this before," the old man said, pointing at the girl's tits still blowing up bigger and bigger," we can't just poke a hole in her side." "I'm going to pop soon anyway, I can feel it!" the girl shouted, gripping her teats with her fingernails. "If someone doesn't do something soon, I'm going to pop myself! I can't take this pressure ... it keeps coming into me, making my boobs heavier and heavier!" The doctor made his way to the front of the semi-circle around the girl and instructed two people on each side of the girl to grab her arms and keep her nails away from her tits. She fought them at first, sensing this might be her last chance to stop her growth, and began to slap her chest, clawing with her nails after each downstroke. Her colossal chest bounced angrily, but didn't blow. As they secured her arms, she slid to the floor, her chest reaching out past the hem of her skirt and almost up to her chin. She looked helplessly out at the people around her, the tattered purple sweater up around her neck like a bib with her engorged mammaries flowing out from under it. The floor must have been cold, because as soon as her tits hit the ground, her nipples stood out a good inch more, looking rock hard. The doctor stood in awe, as did the rest of the people around the girl. Her eyes darted from one breast to the other as they grew rounder and fuller. "My boobs! Look at my boobs!" she said hysterically. "They're not stopping! I'm too full! God, they're so tight! Please ... do something before they blow!" Thinking, the doctor looked like he'd had an idea just as the girl screamed and writhed on the ground, almost breaking loose from the two men holding her arms away from her billowing breasts. "Ahhh! I can feel something blowing them up faster! What's happening?" she screamed, looking directly at Bernie. "You! Look at my tits, they're growing faster!" Bernie indeed looked and saw that they were stretching wider and further from her body more quickly now. He didn't have the heart to tell her that with more liquid in her glands, the more the hard water would unfold and fill her tits. "Never mind that. We need to make her climax, now!" the doctor said directly. People were trying to back away ever further now, forcing others on the train to stand on seats or get pressed against the walls. The girl's breasts were very blue veined now and her white skin was stretched so tight it almost looked shiny. People around her that couldn't move any further were having their feet covered by her ever-expanding hooters. The girl moved her legs apart a bit underneath her tits, but they were so heavy and had almost reached past her knees now that she couldn't make them move far. "OK!" shouted the doctor. "You, ma'am. You're in front of her. You've got to get down there and make her climax now or she'll explode!" the doctor said, pointing at a model wanna-be teen. The model looked shocked and shook her head, but already people around her were pushing her down towards the girl's cleavage. "I'm not doing this!" the model shouted, her head almost bouncing into the girl's distended cleavage. "I'm not a lesbian!" "You don't have to be, just get her to cum! You're the only one who has a chance of reaching her ... use your hand!" Bernie touted in, looking on as he saw the model lie flat on her stomach. She shook her head again, but then began moving her right hand underneath the girl's cleavage. "Everyone who can, gently move back so we can seperate her cleavage a bit and let that girl reach her clit!" the doctor ordered. The crowd didn't move, they had nowhere to go. "OK, then, pull her breasts apart GENTLY, everyone who can," he commanded. Everyone that could reach into the center of weather balloon-sized bust began to slowly tug on the tight yet watery mass of boob flesh. "Stop ... you're going to make me pop! Oh, God, I'm growing more and more each time I breathe! I'm covering my feet almost! She's never going to reach me!" the girl panted. Bernie now could feel her tits against his legs and groin. They grew and grew, pressing into him tighter and tighter as they continued to wedge into the crowd around her. His cock was right above her huge nipple and he moved his legs apart so it could go right under his nuts. Her head disappeared as her massive boobs grew up against her human bra. The people holding her arms still continued to do so, but Bernie could only see that they were holding something and not her arms anymore. It wouldn't be long before her tits completely covered her head, and she knew it. "My God, look at my breasts! They're getting hard! I'm going to explode, I just know it! God, the skin near me has stopped stretching! I can feel my skin stretching faster around my nipples! Oh Jesus, this is what balloons do just before they pop! I'm getting ready to blow up! God, my tits are getting enormous!" she yelled. People began to panic. They were speeding towards the next stop with a girl about to explode on an electric train. No telling what that was going to do to the train itself. Bernie could feel that the girl was right, her nipple was pushing into him faster and faster, trying to lift him up. "Look out, she's going to blow!" someone yelled from the crowd. A small scream was let out, probably from the girl, Bernie thought. There seemed no hope for the poor blimp-chested girl. The model was dragged out from underneath the girl's boobs, her face red from the pressure. "Here, use this!" a voice said from behind Bernie. A mop was handed to him overhead. He quickly handed the tool to the model, who dropped again to the floor, just out of range of the girl's massing mountains. She began quickly working the mop down between her cleavage. "God, I'm growing faster! I'm blowing up like a water balloon!" the girl cried. She suddenly began gasping. "I think I found it!" the model cried, her head being slowly pushed back by the girl's quickening growth. Bernie saw the mass of mammaries before him start to shake. She was either responding to the mop handle or was about to burst. "Oh God, that hurts!" the girl cried, but she continued to groan. "God, I can feel it building inside me! I'm going to pop!" No one knew whether she was referring to her chest or the orgasm, but everyone held their breath. The model let out a grunt as she thrust the mop hard into the Boobs from Hell. A shrill scream came from the girl's direction. Bernie looked across her girl's impossibly large breasts, now eye-level to him. He could see the mass of her boobs quake and shiver. Everyone closed their eyes, thinking she was going to burst. But just then Bernie felt the log-like nipple still between his legs kick and jump. Yells of shock came from all around behind him. He felt something rushing through the skin of her nipple. She'd climaxed! "Don't be alarmed, she's just cycling the liquid out!" the doctor yelled. "Her nipples should be able to handle the strain of the outburst of liquid." Everyone sighed in relief, except for those getting soaked. Bernie smiled as the motion underneath his member continued. "So this is what the spin cycle feels like?" he murmured to himself. He felt water rush around his feet. This train was going to get wet, fast. "Someone hit the emergency lever and kill the power to the train!" a voice in the back yelled. There was a tinkle of glass and everyone felt the train slow. Bernie felt the huge breast infront of him as it slowly deflated. The girl was still moaning and shrieking: apparently she was still climaxing with all this activity going on in her body. Bernie felt the nipple recede and he relaxed his leg-grip on her teat. It flipped up past his groin and pounded his chest with a torrent of milk. He tried to hold his hands up against the stream, but that just diverted the spray into everyone else. He was going to get soaked, regardless. Over the loud spray, he heard the girl still belting out orgasmic shrieks. Then ... "Ohgod ohgod ohGod OhGOD!" the girl cried. "It's not stopping! I'm...uuhhhhh.." she cried between ecstasy-filled groans. "I still feel....*gasp*...feel it blowing ....uhhhh...blowing my tits up!" Bernie noticed right away that her huge nipple and shiny areola, distorted so much that it was the size of a trash can lid and barely noticeable, was indeed not receding anymore. The milk still rushed from her bottle-sized nipples, but the hard water inside her system must still be unfolding converting to milk, and at an increased rate. She was still growing. "UHHH...I'm coming....Ohhh..I'm coming too much," she strained. "I'm going to pass out! God, uhhhhh ... why am I not bursting?!?" The girl's boobs swelled dangerously bigger. They had again reached the point at which they had previously stopped growing, and passed it. Bernie could almost see the point the girl had made about her breast flesh. Near the top, he could see her boobs stop growing upwards at a staggering rate, and start growing forward. In mere moments the leading edge of that growth would reach her areola, then her nipples. He felt her cool, slick skin press against his arms and her fountaining nipple buried itself in his chest. "Oh, God, I'm clogging her nipple!" a man said from Bernie's left. Just then, Bernie's milk-flow stopped as her nipple bent up against his chest and grew up towards his chin. "Mine too!" Bernie yelled. "Someone behind me move!" But no one could. With a cataclysmic yell, the girl screamed and her breasts heaved forward, no longer being drained by her nipples. Bernie watched in horror as the odd growth pattern on her breast grew directly towards her areola. As soon as it reached it, it began puffing it outward rapidly. "OH GOD! MY TITS!" the girl bellowed. "THEY'RE EXPLODING!" Bernie felt her nipple thrust into his chest more and more, getting harder every second. Her areola swelled so fast it struck him in the head like a punch. He could hear her skin squeak as it filled to the breaking point. "SOMEONE HELP!" the girl moaned. "I WANT TO POP! THEY'RE GROWING OVER MY HEAD! OH ... OH..OH.OH!" she screamed and Bernie could hear someone slapping on them as the sound carried inside her liquid filled tits. She completely filled this end of the train, her breasts mashed against the ceiling. Bernie suddenly felt the nipple try to straighten out. The growth had reached the nipple. She could grow no more. "I'M GOING TO BURST!!!" she yelled, slightly muffled by her skin, Bernie figured. He closed his eyes, not knowing what to expect next. Then, all at once, the pressure that had been crushing him stopped. He felt her nipple quiver against his body and under his chin, but no more growth happened. Meanwhile the other nipple slipped by the other passengers the growing breast clearing a path pressing one passenger after the other against the walls.  A thick busty passenger was trying to make her way through the crowd away from the growing breast as it was gaining steam not far behind as it found its new found freedom.  The busty passenger reached the back of the train car frantically trying to open the door, but it would not open because the power was off on the train.  She was in such a panic she failed to see the emergency release lever so she grabbed a fire extinguisher and attempted to brake out the small window on the door.  The glass was shatter resistant but with enough hits the whole window was knocked free from the seals.  The window was fairly small and at chest level.  She started to attempt to climb out the window,  she was barely able to squeeze her large bosom through the opening but there was one more obstacle.  Not only was the woman blessed up top, she also was sporting some beautifully wide hips which prevented the rest of her body out of the train.  As the breast was surging toward the woman,  the nipple seemed to be on a mission.  The throbbing rod was approaching its destination,  there was a tunnel under a plaid miniskirt that the nipple was pointing right at.  As the woman struggled she felt a pressure on her nether regions, harder and harder until...there was a scream from the trapped woman, the thick long rod that protracted just entered the stuck woman.  She couldn't believe what just happened but she also was oddly turned on the warm pulsating member throbbed as the breast ran out of room to grow. The penetrated woman felt another odd sensation, it felt like her snatch was rhythmically contracting, but the opposite of that was actually the truth. With each throb the nipple was growing and growing, stretching and widening. Suddenly there was a tremor from the train sized orb, with a scream of extacy the nipple began erupting inside its vessel. The trapped woman looked down to see her once soft flat belly start to fill out with a bump, as the pressure continued it changed to a belly, then she looked like a large beach ball was shoved and fully inflated into her womb.  Another passenger seen the commotion and attempted to stop the invading member,  they grabbed onto the breast with both hands barely able to get a firm grip on the taut skin.  A wet sloppy noise could be heard as it popped free from her Womanhood, but almost as fast as it came out the grip on the massive tit was lost and rammed back into the filled woman again.  The feeling was different this time, it was in her ass.  All of the squeezing and groping triggered another orgasm from the colossal breasted woman,  which triggered the nipples to spray like fire hoses into the trapped woman again. As her size now multiplied by the seconds, her belly surged and she tried screaming but as she opened her mouth milk started fountaining from it.  A fire truck with rescue workers was approaching the rear of the train, the jet streaming out of her mouth Aimed right at the oncoming vehicle with so much force it blew the windshield right into the driver, knocking him unconscious.  The truck still had enough momentum that it hit the front of the milk filled balloon woman.  After she felt the mild collision she looked foreword to see that the flow of milk had ceased spraying from her mouth. There right in front of her, the nozzle mounted to the roof of the truck was wedged in her mouth Stopping the flow of milk.  The other rescue workers exit the vehicle in a panic, and in that panic the switch for the pump was turned on.  Suddenly she felt pressure at both ends, almost instantly her body became round. 10, 20, 30, 40, 50 feet in diameter and just as fast as it started, the growth stopped.  Suddenly dark stretch marks were appearing, darker and longer she was at her limit.  Even that stopped the truck ran out of water and the breast stopped spurting milk.  She lay there in shock as her body was literally at its limit.  The massive breasted woman shifted slightly and the mop handle just barely grazed her clittoris causing a mini orgasm which sent 1 last gallon of milk into the overtaxed container.  With a muffled scream her flesh tore open like a zipper sending thousands of gallons of milky water to the ground. People against the girl's breast rustled and Bernie heard muffled voices carried through her chest. The hard water had stopped unfolding. "Everyone stay still," the doctor ordered. "She's highly unstable. Don't even scratch her or she might still explode!" Everyone stopped moving, waiting for something to happen. "JUST DO IT!" the girl yelled, but Bernie could hardly hear her. From behind him, Bernie felt the rush of air. Emergency crews had managed to open the doors. They were sorry they did. The girl's breasts felt the chance for advancement and pushed everyone out the door that they could, trapping some just beside the doorway. The crew outside, having just been knocked over by a push of ten people or so, looked back at the doorway to see two huge areolae and nipples thrusting themselves out the doorway, filling it entirely. Bernie, trapped beside the door by her breast, was happy not to have her nipple under his chin anymore. "Jesus!" one of the workers commented. They just stood and looked at the sight. Just then, a shriek came from the other side of the car. The girl was coming again. Everyone on the track moved as her nipples pulsed forward a bit and began to jet water again. Over the next thirty minutes, she almost passed out twice from her constant orgasms, but people on the other side of the track kept her awake with smelling salts. By the time she was down to a manageable side, the entire track was flooded and clean-up crews were arriving on the scene. Bernie walked over to her side as they picked her up after her final waking orgasm. She still had basket-ball sided hooters, but she was still coming in her sleep and they continued to spurt water to the tune of her rapid heart rate. An exhausted smile was melted on her face and the paramedics strapped her into the gurney and placed her in the ambulance. The doctor came up beside Bernie and looked on. "She'll be fine. She'll have stretchmarks from hell, but she's be fine. What I want to know is, how did you do that to her?" "It's a long story, and I'm soaked. Get the story from the police after they grill me, OK? Thanks for your help in saving her," Bernie said, exhausted. He walked towards the beckoning officer on the side of the tracks. As he did, his vial fell from his pocket, noticed only by the doctor. Bending down to tie his shoe, the doctor retrieved the vial. With a quick grin, he proceeded towards the ambulance.
Schoolgirl Stuffing by marshmallobunny, literature
Literature
Schoolgirl Stuffing
“How could you, of all people, forget your lunch?” asked Lily. Lily, my best friend, looked at me incredulously. Her expression made her brown eyes look like they were going to pop out of her face.
I was very passionate about lunch.
“I don’t know, I was in a rush this morning!” I exclaimed.
“In a rush, as in, you didn’t have enough breakfast so you had to make more?” she smirked.
“Shut up,” I laughed. To be fair, it was pretty funny. My stomach growled in protest, and Lily and I burst into another fit of giggles.
My stomach growled again and suddenly it wasn’t so funny any
WARNING: This story contains realistic, unwilling belly stuffing/inflation. If this isn't your cup of tea, leave now... otherwise, enjoy!
“You BITCH!”
Joanna slapped her ex-best-friend across the face, leaving a sharp, stinging red welt. The tall, well-endowed woman was, in all senses of the word, pissed. She had had one too many of Stacy's biting comments, her endless nagging and insults. Today... she was getting her revenge.
Stacy winced and mumbled something nastily, the gag in her mouth preventing her from forming proper words.
The blonde bitch was your stereotypical cheerleader type, the kind with a perfect body, rich parent
Belly Girl #56: Conniving Criminals
Belly Girl and Plasti-girl on a trip to the suburb Beltram Heights to visit the protégé team, the Belly Back-up Brigade find themselves in an improvised team up. Tiffany flies into the hazard zone caring the youngest of the team, Popstarr. Kate Crossworth is in a euphoric state flying with her idol. The two heroines spot the cause of the crisis.
Outside the local bank a ten foot robotic lobster has just destroyed the back wall leaving a huge hole in the building. Popstarr takes in huge gulps of air which in turn has her belly very swollen and round. Before the duo of big bellied heroines can con
[same damn difference.] drunk!levi ackerman II by erianna3707, literature
Literature
[same damn difference.] drunk!levi ackerman II
“I’m going to kill him…” You growled, running down another flight of stairs and dashing out on the main floor to the mess hall. Man, were his promises weak.
Ever since that eventful night, you and Levi had officially started dating, becoming more intimate with each other, and overall just more loving in general. But being the Lance Corporal’s girlfriend had a bit of a disadvantage- he had to constantly be out late at meetings with the monarchy. That left you alone at night, sitting on his bed and waiting for him to come back. He had a fairly decent schedule, coming back home whenever he
Attack of the Blob Men by LilFeedingDevil, literature
Literature
Attack of the Blob Men
[[Content includes feederism elements, force feeding, rapid weight gain, extreme weight gain, excessive fat, and strange aliens]] Luke woke up that morning before the sun had even risen, did his warm up exercises, showered, then ate a breakfast of egg whites and whole grain toast and watched the early morning news. There were reports of strange weather patterns all across Europe and Asia, thick purple clouds gathering over cities that baffled meteorologists. Luke did not pay it any real mind, turning off the tv. Then he put on his jacket and jogged the 10 miles to the gym. Luke’s workout was intense, it always was, and he spent much of it doing crunches and other core workouts. When he was ready to cool down, he got onto a stationary bike to pedal a couple miles and wind down. Even with the jog over to the gym and his lengthy workout, it was still before 7am, and he had another hour before his shift. Since he worked at the supermarket next door, he was not too concerned, he just
Belly Breathing by roundbellyramblings, literature
Literature
Belly Breathing
The woman posed in front of the mirror, inspecting how the yoga pants fit her. The athletic clothing clung to her long legs, showing off her calves and thighs. She turned slightly, checking out her own butt. It wasn’t big by any means, but it also wasn’t flat. She looked worried as she pinched it, afraid it was getting flabby. Jane was only a few months away from becoming thirty. Like many other women her age, she was worried about her body changing as she got older. She religiously used wrinkle prevention creams and tried to maintain a diet, but she wasn’t as young as she used to be. With a sigh, Jane stepped towards the mirror. Her tank top had no issues, covering her small tits and stomach without issue. Jane wasn’t fat but she felt like she was. She could pinch an inch of her belly and that meant doom for her figure. Jane’s work was stressful, leading to a whole array of problems that resulted in her gaining a few pounds. She gasped as she clutched a stray hair, almost touching