Mandy quickly rushed out the door after eating a very fast breakfast, tying her dark brown hair up into a loose ponytail as she ran to meet her friends. It was a rare occasion indeed when she could convince her friends to join her on one of her favorite activities. “Hiking” was a loose term for it, as it mostly consisted of simply exploring the woods and mountains. She was to meet them at the edge of town, at one of the few entrances to the forest that Mandy had not yet entered.
Halfway there, she briefly stopped in front of a darkened clothing store that hadn't opened for the day yet. Given that she moved through her morning in a rush, she took a moment to look over the outfit she had chosen for herself: Mandy's old hiking boots still managed to fit her, coming halfway up her shins; a pair of skin-tight khaki shorts were slung incredibly low on her waist, just enough for her barely-visible hip bones to peek out from the waistband; topping it all off, she wore a thin white tank top which she cut herself, cropping it so that it almost reached the bottom of her ribcage, allowing her incredible flat tummy to show and placing her circular innie navel almost at the center of her exposed midsection. Mandy liked this top in particular, as it was form-fitting to her body, but but loose enough that there was a slight flow of air around her stomach where it was cut.
Smiling, she hurried off down the street once more, catching up with her two friends within minutes. They were both ready to go, each wearing similar outfits—comfortable shorts, small hiking boots, and tank tops, the only difference being that their bellies were covered.
“Ah, of course, you had to show off that stomach you're so proud of, didn't you?” Sam said, the tallest of the three, as she checked her own blond ponytail.
“Well of course,” Jen replied, brushing her shoulder-length red hair back with one hand and giving Mandy's bare stomach a light pat with the other. “Mandy wouldn't be Mandy if her tummy wasn't on full display.”
Mandy laughed a bit, but she suspected that Sam, at least, was genuinely a little jealous. Sam was in perfectly good shape, but when both had their bellies showing, Mandy seemed to get the most attention. She felt a little guilty about it, if Sam really was jealous, but she never knew what to do about it.
Pushing the thoughts from her mind for the moment, Mandy led the way into the shade of the thick trees. The trio hiked through woods, across streams and rivers, over hills and down through valleys together. The forest was massive, and the canopy provided a pleasant cover from the heat of the summer sun. After about half an hour of exploring, Mandy found a tree she decided was ideal for climbing. Barely listening to her friends' warnings, she easily hoisted herself up to the first branch and made her way to the top, hoping to get a good view of what lay ahead.
Behind her, Jen shrugged and followed, leaving Sam to wait on the ground below. Mandy was a little more than halfway up the tree when a loud cracking noise filled the air. Jen's warning came too late, and the branch beneath Mandy's feet started to snap. While it didn't break off completely, the sudden shift threw her off balance and she fell a short way, managing to catch a branch a few feet below.
Mandy hung in space, taking a moment to slow her breathing from the slight panic she felt from the fall. Thankfully, another tree limb was not far below her, and she knew she could easily make the jump. Before she could try, however, Jen pulled herself up to that same branch with a mischievous smile creeping across her face.
“Oh, Sam, you would love to see the perfect opportunity I have on my hands up here,” she called over her shoulder, her green eyes hungrily taking in Mandy's bare midriff. Mandy looked down herself, and noticed that with her arms above her head as she hung on, her tank top had slid up her smooth tummy to just below her breasts, in addition to stretching her stomach slightly and turning her round navel almost into a slit.
“Jen, don't you dare,” she warned, growing nervous at the look in her friend's eye. “If you do anything, I'll fall!”
Mandy's words fell on deaf ears, and Jen's slender finger slowly reached out toward the soft belly in front of her. Mandy kicked the air in fear and frustration, and started to suck her stomach in as Jen's finger approached. “Jen, stop it, I'm serious!” she squeaked feebly as her midriff grew more and more concave, until she could pull it in no further. Jen's fingertip lightly brushed the rim of her innie, and she gasped as she felt her fingers slipping. She fought hard to focusing on keeping her grip, but the more Jen traced circles around her belly button, the harder it became.
“Please, for the love of God, Jen, do not touch the inside of my belly button!” she pleaded.
Jen paused for a moment, her fingernail resting on the bottom lip of Mandy's navel, then pulled away. “Relax, Mandy, I know how sensitive it is, I won't let you fall. Now come on, this is an easy jump for you.” Jen climbed to a higher branch to give her friend room to land.
Mandy let out the breath she wasn't aware she was holding in, and let her belly relax. Her grip had weakened too much to attempt the jump now, so she looked up and focused on shifting her fingers to a better position.
As she did, Jen glanced down and saw something very worrying. “Uh oh,” she said softly.
“What was that?” Mandy turned her eyes to Jen, and saw her looking down a bit.
“Mandy, whatever you do, don't—”
Mandy glanced down and gasped loudly again.
“...look down,” Jen finished lamely. “Okay, just don't panic”
Easier said than done! Mandy thought. She wasn't entirely sure how it got there, but a rather large spider with long, spindly legs slowly crept up the leg of her shorts. “Just hang on, I'll figure something out!” she heard Jen saying, but she was barely listening. Goosebumps erupted across her belly skin as she felt the spider's first thin leg touch her bare hip.
“Jen, please hurry!” she whimpered softly as the arachnid slowly made its way across her lower stomach. She wasn't sure how much longer she could stand feeling its creeping limbs moving on tummy skin. To make matters worse, in the middle of her lower belly, the spider turned and started moving straight up, directly toward her navel.
“Oh ****,” Jen muttered, trying to find a way back down within reach of Mandy, or else find some other way to get the spider off of her. Sam was already starting to make her way up the tree herself, but she knew she was too far away to stop it from reaching Mandy's innie.
Mandy once again started to pull her stomach in, making it concave and protruding her ribs, as the spider's leg slowly lowered toward her belly button. As soon as the leg brushed the intricate folds inside her navel, Mandy could no longer focus on anything else. With a cry of shock, her fingers slipped from the branch and she fell.
She caught one arm around a lower branch, but at the rate she was moving, all it did was slow her fall a bit. She landed hard on the ground and began sliding and rolling down a steep hill covered in dried leaves. After what felt like a long time, she finally skidded to a stop on flat ground.
Mandy lay there on her back for several minutes, moaning in pain. When she tried to rise, she found her right shoulder and knee was stiff with immense pain. She doubted anything was broken, but she didn't rule out dislocated yet.
“Are you all right? Mandy! Can you hear us?”
Sam and Jen's voices echoed down to her. She looked up, and could barely see them leaning over the edge of the massive hill. “Yeah, but I don't think I can walk very far!” Mandy called back, grunting as she staggered to her feet; she only stood on her right leg in a gingerly manner, afraid to cause more damage.
High above, her two friends seem to share a brief conversation. “Just hold on!” Sam's voice said. “We're going to go back and get help!”
Mandy shouted back her approval, and turned to see where she landed as the others ran back through the woods to civilization. She most certainly didn't recognize the area. The sounds of wildlife were noticeably quieter here, almost silent. Even stranger was the thin layer of mist that hovered just above the ground. It was far too late in the day for any mist to still linger, even for a valley this deep.
Adjusting her tank top, pulling back down to the bottom of her ribs, she started to limp farther into this strange grove. She only made it about twenty feet before the most bizarre oddity of all materialized out of the shadows.
Through the trees, Mandy could make out what appeared to be a large building of some kind. Clearly made of stone, “ancient” was an understatement. She wondered how something like this could hide out here without being discovered for so long. However, not wanting to wander too far and make things more difficult for her rescue team, she tried to dismiss the odd structure and began limping back toward the base of the hill.
Halfway there, a sound made her freeze in her tracks. Something slithered across the dried leaves behind her, like a giant snake. Slowly turning, something could indeed be seen moving between the trees, but it was most certainly not a snake—it was a person.
The figure stepped into the light, and Mandy was struck by the sight. It was a woman, older than Mandy but still rather young. She was unusually pale, though for some reason this seemed to only enhance her beauty. And beautiful she was, almost inhumanly so. Raven-black hair cascaded down over her bare milky-white shoulders, perfectly framing her thin face. Full eyebrows arched over her dark eyes, which regarded Mandy with concern. Her blood-red lips were parted every so slightly beneath her prominent cheekbones.
Her attire was almost as striking as her gorgeous facial features: A long skirt that reached her ankles—clearly the source of the slithering sound—sat extremely low on her hips, each side slit open all the way up to the waistband to expose her incredible legs. Long “sleeves” adorned her arms, attached by thin bands of metal around her biceps to bare her shoulders, and were also split up to the elbows. A small top barely covered her breasts, which had a large slit in the middle to show a significant amount of cleavage. It also ended immediately below her breasts, allowing her stomach to show fully, including her incredibly deep navel. Every article of clothing adorning her stunning figure was jet black, trimmed with deep red edges.
“Are you okay?” the mysterious woman asked; her voice was lilting and sweet, yet with a very sexy undertone to it. “I heard you take a tumble down that hill, is your leg hurt?”
Mandy simply stared, mesmerized for a long moment. She finally shook herself out of the trance, feeling the heat flush her cheeks in embarrassment. “Erm, yeah... I mean, I'm fine, I'm actually just waiting for my friends to come back with help, my leg's a little sore, but—”
The woman took a few steps forward, cutting off Mandy's words. “It could be a while before they return, though,” she said, maintaining intense eye contact with Mandy as she continued to close the gap between them. “My home is just through the trees here, why not come and stay for just a while? You can rest up a bit until they find you again.”
Mandy knew she shouldn't stray too far, and yet she was overcome with a strange but powerful desire to follow this woman to her home. The taller woman was mere inches from her now, looking down into Mandy's amber eyes with her own dark ones.
“You are a very beautiful girl,” she said suddenly, her slender finger caressing Mandy's cheek. Her scarlet fingernail slowly slid down Mandy's tender throat and traced her collar bones. “And if it's not too much to say,” she whispered, her gaze dropping lower, “you have the most incredible tummy I've ever seen... Especially that delicious belly button...”
Mandy let out a small, pleasurable gasp as the pointed tip of the fingernail slid down the center of her stomach and traced the rim of her circular navel. The gasp turned into an inhale as she pulled her stomach in upon feeling the woman probe the folds inside her belly button.
After several long seconds of lovingly massaging the inside of Mandy's navel with her finger, the woman reached down and took her guest's hand in her own. “What do you think of mine?” She took Mandy's finger and planted it in her own belly button. Mandy could not help herself, deeply fingering the older woman's dark innie.
Satisfied for the moment, the woman slowly removed Mandy's hand from her bare belly and said, “Come, we can get to know each other better inside.” She turned and led the way through the trees toward her home, Mandy eagerly following. “By the way, my name is Simone. Simone Darkholme.”
The interior of the castle was even more breathtaking. The cavernous hall that Mandy found herself in seemed straight out of a fairy tale.
The architecture was dark and Gothic in style, but still incredibly beautiful. Stone archways lined the walls; to her left, another great set of double doors opened to a broad staircase leading to a second floor and a balcony. To her right, a large dining area could be seen through an open doorway. Directly across from the entrance were two other closed doors, behind which were rooms and hallways Mandy could only guess at.
As Mandy stepped dreamlike into the center of the entrance hall, drinking in the sights, Simone watched with a smirk on her face. The smile almost turned into a grin, which she quickly hid, lest her new guest discover her secret too soon.
Her dark eyes gazed at the girl now staring up at the high ceiling in wonder. While Mandy looked up, her head tilted back, Simone first stared hungrily at her bared neck, and the vein that was barely visible beneath the skin. However, another sight caught her attention even more: Mandy's equally bared midsection.
Simone noticed that, when Mandy leaned back to look up as she currently was, the girl's stomach was stretched and pulled in a bit. With her heightened senses, specially attuned to the human body's heart beat and blood flow, Simone could hear the blood rush just beneath the soft flesh of Mandy's belly. She seemed to have an unusually high concentration of blood flow right at her navel. In fact, even from this distance, with Mandy's stomach pulled in, Simone could see her belly button pulse in and out ever so slightly. The sight and sounds almost made her grin again, and a second time she quickly covered her teeth.
“Impressive, isn't it?” Simone said, barely able to tear her eyes away from her guest's tummy.
“That's an understatement,” Mandy replied, still stunned. “How does something like this exist out here, and no one knows about it?”
Simone shrugged. “Nobody ever really comes out this far, I get very few visitors. Come on, let's get you cleaned up a bit.”
As Simone led the way toward the stone staircase on the left, Mandy found her gaze being drawn from her surroundings and back to the mysterious woman's body, particularly her exposed midriff. It was flat and slightly toned, yet looked incredibly soft to the touch.
Her hipbones were just barely visible above her long skirt, helped by how incredibly pale her belly was—although for reasons she couldn't quite determine, Mandy found this made it even sexier. In the center of this pale expanse of flesh was Simone's round belly button, which looked unusually deep for a woman with such a flat stomach. Mandy was suddenly hit with an urge to reach out and touch the navel again, but managed to keep her hands to herself.
At the top of the stairs was a long hallway line with empty suits of silver armor. Ten doors stood between each suit, five on each wall. Simone lead Mandy to the furthest on the right and ushered her inside. The bed chamber was as big as the whole first floor of Mandy's house. A large silk canopy bed dominated the center of the room, surrounded by wardrobes, small tables, a tall floor mirror, several chests of drawers, and a few landscape paintings; a tall window offered Mandy a beautiful view of the forest that surrounded the nearby mountains.
“You'll have to forgive me, this room is pretty empty. There's only one outfit I have that would probably fit you, it's over there,” Simone pointed to a small wardrobe in the corner. “I'll let you get cleaned up and changed, I have to get some things ready, in case you'll be here a while. I hope you find everything to your liking.”
Mandy turned to her host, awestruck. “Everything's beyond perfect, thank you!” She didn't want to say anything and appear ungrateful for this woman's hospitality, but despite the grandeur of the place, she had a strange ominous feeling building up in her gut. She tried her best to suppress it as she untied her boots. She found a small copper tub already filled with warm water hiding behind a wooden screen near the bed and eagerly lowered herself in, taking a long moment to savor the soothing effects the water had on her sore knee and shoulder.
Scrubbing herself as clean as she could with a rough sponge, Mandy dried herself off and half limped to the wardrobe Simone had indicated before. The garments that were inside seemed considerably more revealing than Mandy was anticipating, but she found them appealing anyway. Changing into them, she stood in front of the nearby mirror and gazed at herself in delight.
A cream colored skirt sat low on her hips and stretched down almost to her ankles, and each side had a slit up to her thighs. A matching, strapless top that was barely more than a band of cloth was wrapped around her breasts, leaving her shoulders, arms and stomach completely exposed. Mandy turned sideways, running a hand down her bare belly and watching it suck in a bit in the mirror. She still had not heard from Simone yet, so she decided it couldn't hurt to have a look around a bit.
Stepping out into the hallway, she took a brief moment to savor the feel of the cool stone on her bare feet.
The suits of armor stood guard across the hallway, almost as if they were silently watching over Mandy. Moving past them, she made her way down a second smaller staircase at the opposite end of the main one she had ascended.
The air down here was noticeably colder, and Mandy felt goosebumps rapidly erupt across her neck and stomach. The hallway here was dark, save for low-burning candles on small tables that lined the walls. She quietly crept forward and carefully creaked the first door she came to open. A shaft of pale sunlight speared into the small chamber from a small window high on the wall. A waist-high contraption of some kind stood in the center of the room, a coin-sized hole on one side that faced the back corner of the room. Curiosity getting the best of her, Mandy walked around the strange machine, examining it.
At first glance it seemed to be made of wood, but closer inspection revealed that it simply had wood covering, hiding a clockwork mechanism inside. When she brushed her fingers across the flat top, something clicked and the cogs inside began to shift and grind. A small rusted spike suddenly shot out from the hole, causing Mandy to jump back against the wall. To her horror, the small needle moved moved closer every three seconds with a soft click. As if she wasn't worried enough, a quick glance confirmed that the pointed tip was perfectly level with her innie. Her back flat against the wall, once the spike was right at her navel, Mandy was forced to pull her stomach in more and more with each click that followed, until her belly was fully concave.
Unable to suck it in any farther, Mandy squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the final click that would sound the end. After three seconds, however, she did not feel anything pierce her tummy. Opening her eyes a bit, she glanced down to see the spike had stopped just before it touched the intricate folds inside her belly button. With another grinding of gears, the spike mercifully retracted back into the machine, which fell silent.
Relief washing over her, Mandy let out her breath—and her belly—and quickly hurried back out into the hallway, eager to leave the awful machine behind. She took a moment to relax and calm down a bit, taking a deep breath and running a hand down her smooth, flat stomach. After a moment, she continued on to the next door.
The room beyond was pitch black, and Mandy couldn't see anything more than a few feet into the chamber. She took a few tentative steps inside when she heard a low rumbling. She swallowed hard as she heard a chain clink somewhere in the darkness, and a pair of eyes flashed in the light from the open doorway. The massive head of a dark grey wolf emerged from the shadows, and Mandy let out a fearful yelp as she jumped and pressed her back flat against the wall. The animal was one of the biggest she'd ever seen, its razor teeth bared in an angry snarl as it growled. Her hand groped the stone wall for the door, but she could not find it.
“Luna! No! Bad girl, get back!” a voice suddenly shouted into the room. The wolf immediately silenced and sat down, going from a nightmarish hound one second to an innocent-looking, overgrown puppy the next. Mandy looked over to see Simone standing in the doorway, a scolding finger pointed at the wolf. “Better. Luna, this is our guest, she's a friend, be nice.”
The large wolf got to its feet and walked closer to Mandy, who still tensed against the wall despite the air of danger around the animal vanishing. The feeling only lasted a second, however, as she giggled when Luna pressed her large wet muzzle into Mandy's soft belly. Her nose ice cold, causing Mandy to involuntarily pull her stomach in as the wolf eagerly sniffed her bare midriff and took in her scent. Luna then turned and pushed her large, fuzzy head into Mandy's tummy, and despite her initial fear, Mandy found herself scratching behind the wolf's ear.
“I was wondering where you had gotten to,” Simone said with that innocent yet sexy smirk on her face. “Glad to see your exploration didn't cause any harm. Luna here is a fantastic guard, so sorry if she frightened you. Once you get to know her, though, she's the most lovable dog you'll ever meet.”
“I'm starting to pick up on that,” Mandy giggled again as she felt Luna's soft fur rub against her bare belly.
“Okay, Luna, go lay down, maybe you can see Mandy later.” At the sound of her master's voice, the wolf obeyed immediately and curled up on the floor. Mandy sheepishly followed Simone back into the hallway, but her host didn't seem to mind in the slightest that she had wandered off.
“Here, let me help with this,” Simone said, crouching down and producing a small handkerchief to wipe the residue from Luna's wet nose from Mandy's stomach. Mandy pulled her stomach in slightly as she let Simone clean her off, and Simone had to force back her curious arousal at the act. She did, however, make sure to give Mandy's belly button extra attention with the cloth.
“There, much better. Now, then.” Simone stood up and looked over her guest. “That outfit looks perfect on you,” she said, her eyes lingering on Mandy's tummy.
“And it fits perfectly, I love it, thank you so much!” Mandy replied. She caught Simone's long look at her midriff, and suddenly felt very aware and vulnerable about how much skin was showing. “You don't think it's too... revealing, do you?”
Simone's dark eyes looked into Mandy's amber ones, and she smiled. “Quite the contrary,” she said, her hand reaching out to the expanse of bare flesh at Mandy's center. “As I said before, you are a very beautiful young woman. I'd say it reveals just the right amount.” Her slender fingers lightly caressed Mandy's stomach, her middle finger pressing lightly into her belly button. At her touch, Mandy found herself once again falling in a slight trance.
Simone felt a rumble beneath the finger in Mandy's belly button. “Sounds like you're hungry,” she said with a smile. “Come, let's get you something to eat.” She put her hand around Mandy's bare shoulders and led her back up the stairs, silently looking forward to the fun that was soon to be had with the beautiful belly of the girl next to her.
Halfway there, she briefly stopped in front of a darkened clothing store that hadn't opened for the day yet. Given that she moved through her morning in a rush, she took a moment to look over the outfit she had chosen for herself: Mandy's old hiking boots still managed to fit her, coming halfway up her shins; a pair of skin-tight khaki shorts were slung incredibly low on her waist, just enough for her barely-visible hip bones to peek out from the waistband; topping it all off, she wore a thin white tank top which she cut herself, cropping it so that it almost reached the bottom of her ribcage, allowing her incredible flat tummy to show and placing her circular innie navel almost at the center of her exposed midsection. Mandy liked this top in particular, as it was form-fitting to her body, but but loose enough that there was a slight flow of air around her stomach where it was cut.
Smiling, she hurried off down the street once more, catching up with her two friends within minutes. They were both ready to go, each wearing similar outfits—comfortable shorts, small hiking boots, and tank tops, the only difference being that their bellies were covered.
“Ah, of course, you had to show off that stomach you're so proud of, didn't you?” Sam said, the tallest of the three, as she checked her own blond ponytail.
“Well of course,” Jen replied, brushing her shoulder-length red hair back with one hand and giving Mandy's bare stomach a light pat with the other. “Mandy wouldn't be Mandy if her tummy wasn't on full display.”
Mandy laughed a bit, but she suspected that Sam, at least, was genuinely a little jealous. Sam was in perfectly good shape, but when both had their bellies showing, Mandy seemed to get the most attention. She felt a little guilty about it, if Sam really was jealous, but she never knew what to do about it.
Pushing the thoughts from her mind for the moment, Mandy led the way into the shade of the thick trees. The trio hiked through woods, across streams and rivers, over hills and down through valleys together. The forest was massive, and the canopy provided a pleasant cover from the heat of the summer sun. After about half an hour of exploring, Mandy found a tree she decided was ideal for climbing. Barely listening to her friends' warnings, she easily hoisted herself up to the first branch and made her way to the top, hoping to get a good view of what lay ahead.
Behind her, Jen shrugged and followed, leaving Sam to wait on the ground below. Mandy was a little more than halfway up the tree when a loud cracking noise filled the air. Jen's warning came too late, and the branch beneath Mandy's feet started to snap. While it didn't break off completely, the sudden shift threw her off balance and she fell a short way, managing to catch a branch a few feet below.
Mandy hung in space, taking a moment to slow her breathing from the slight panic she felt from the fall. Thankfully, another tree limb was not far below her, and she knew she could easily make the jump. Before she could try, however, Jen pulled herself up to that same branch with a mischievous smile creeping across her face.
“Oh, Sam, you would love to see the perfect opportunity I have on my hands up here,” she called over her shoulder, her green eyes hungrily taking in Mandy's bare midriff. Mandy looked down herself, and noticed that with her arms above her head as she hung on, her tank top had slid up her smooth tummy to just below her breasts, in addition to stretching her stomach slightly and turning her round navel almost into a slit.
“Jen, don't you dare,” she warned, growing nervous at the look in her friend's eye. “If you do anything, I'll fall!”
Mandy's words fell on deaf ears, and Jen's slender finger slowly reached out toward the soft belly in front of her. Mandy kicked the air in fear and frustration, and started to suck her stomach in as Jen's finger approached. “Jen, stop it, I'm serious!” she squeaked feebly as her midriff grew more and more concave, until she could pull it in no further. Jen's fingertip lightly brushed the rim of her innie, and she gasped as she felt her fingers slipping. She fought hard to focusing on keeping her grip, but the more Jen traced circles around her belly button, the harder it became.
“Please, for the love of God, Jen, do not touch the inside of my belly button!” she pleaded.
Jen paused for a moment, her fingernail resting on the bottom lip of Mandy's navel, then pulled away. “Relax, Mandy, I know how sensitive it is, I won't let you fall. Now come on, this is an easy jump for you.” Jen climbed to a higher branch to give her friend room to land.
Mandy let out the breath she wasn't aware she was holding in, and let her belly relax. Her grip had weakened too much to attempt the jump now, so she looked up and focused on shifting her fingers to a better position.
As she did, Jen glanced down and saw something very worrying. “Uh oh,” she said softly.
“What was that?” Mandy turned her eyes to Jen, and saw her looking down a bit.
“Mandy, whatever you do, don't—”
Mandy glanced down and gasped loudly again.
“...look down,” Jen finished lamely. “Okay, just don't panic”
Easier said than done! Mandy thought. She wasn't entirely sure how it got there, but a rather large spider with long, spindly legs slowly crept up the leg of her shorts. “Just hang on, I'll figure something out!” she heard Jen saying, but she was barely listening. Goosebumps erupted across her belly skin as she felt the spider's first thin leg touch her bare hip.
“Jen, please hurry!” she whimpered softly as the arachnid slowly made its way across her lower stomach. She wasn't sure how much longer she could stand feeling its creeping limbs moving on tummy skin. To make matters worse, in the middle of her lower belly, the spider turned and started moving straight up, directly toward her navel.
“Oh ****,” Jen muttered, trying to find a way back down within reach of Mandy, or else find some other way to get the spider off of her. Sam was already starting to make her way up the tree herself, but she knew she was too far away to stop it from reaching Mandy's innie.
Mandy once again started to pull her stomach in, making it concave and protruding her ribs, as the spider's leg slowly lowered toward her belly button. As soon as the leg brushed the intricate folds inside her navel, Mandy could no longer focus on anything else. With a cry of shock, her fingers slipped from the branch and she fell.
She caught one arm around a lower branch, but at the rate she was moving, all it did was slow her fall a bit. She landed hard on the ground and began sliding and rolling down a steep hill covered in dried leaves. After what felt like a long time, she finally skidded to a stop on flat ground.
Mandy lay there on her back for several minutes, moaning in pain. When she tried to rise, she found her right shoulder and knee was stiff with immense pain. She doubted anything was broken, but she didn't rule out dislocated yet.
“Are you all right? Mandy! Can you hear us?”
Sam and Jen's voices echoed down to her. She looked up, and could barely see them leaning over the edge of the massive hill. “Yeah, but I don't think I can walk very far!” Mandy called back, grunting as she staggered to her feet; she only stood on her right leg in a gingerly manner, afraid to cause more damage.
High above, her two friends seem to share a brief conversation. “Just hold on!” Sam's voice said. “We're going to go back and get help!”
Mandy shouted back her approval, and turned to see where she landed as the others ran back through the woods to civilization. She most certainly didn't recognize the area. The sounds of wildlife were noticeably quieter here, almost silent. Even stranger was the thin la
Adjusting her tank top, pulling back down to the bottom of her ribs, she started to limp farther into this strange grove. She only made it about twenty feet before the most bizarre oddity of all materialized out of the shadows.
Through the trees, Mandy could make out what appeared to be a large building of some kind. Clearly made of stone, “ancient” was an understatement. She wondered how something like this could hide out here without being discovered for so long. However, not wanting to wander too far and make things more difficult for her rescue team, she tried to dismiss the odd structure and began limping back toward the ba
Halfway there, a sound made her freeze in her tracks. Something slithered across the dried leaves behind her, like a giant snake. Slowly turning, something could indeed be seen moving between the trees, but it was most certainly not a snake—it was a person.
The figure stepped into the light, and Mandy was struck by the sight. It was a woman, older than Mandy but still rather young. She was unusually pale, though for some reason this seemed to only enhance her beauty. And beautiful she was, almost inhumanly so. Raven-black hair cascaded down over her bare milky-white shoulders, perfectly framing her thin face. Full eyebrows arched over her dark eyes, which regarded Mandy with concern. Her blood-red lips were parted every so slightly beneath her prominent cheekbones.
Her attire was almost as striking as her gorgeous facial features: A long skirt that reached her ankles—clearly the source of the slithering sound—sat extremely low on her hips, each side slit open all the way up to the waistband to expose her incredible legs. Long “sleeves” adorned her arms, attached by thin bands of metal around her biceps to bare her shoulders, and were also split up to the elbows. A small top barely covered her breasts, which had a large slit in the middle to show a significant amount of cleavage. It also ended immediately below her breasts, allowing her stomach to show fully, including her incredibly deep navel. Every article of clothing adorning her stunning figure was jet black, trimmed with deep red edges.
“Are you okay?” the mysterious woman asked; her voice was lilting and sweet, yet with a very sexy undertone to it. “I heard you take a tumble down that hill, is your leg hurt?”
Mandy simply stared, mesmerized for a long moment. She finally shook herself out of the trance, feeling the heat flush her cheeks in embarrassment. “Erm, yeah... I mean, I'm fine, I'm actually just waiting for my friends to come back with help, my leg's a little sore, but—”
The woman took a few steps forward, cutting off Mandy's words. “It could be a while before they return, though,” she said, maintaining intense eye contact with Mandy as she continued to close the gap between them. “My home is just through the trees here, why not come and stay for just a while? You can rest up a bit until they find you again.”
Mandy knew she shouldn't stray too far, and yet she was overcome with a strange but powerful desire to follow this woman to her home. The taller woman was mere inches from her now, looking down into Mandy's amber eyes with her own dark ones.
“You are a very beautiful girl,” she said suddenly, her slender finger caressing Mandy's cheek. Her scarlet fingernail slowly slid down Mandy's tender throat and traced her collar bones. “And if it's not too much to say,” she whispered, her gaze dropping lower, “you have the most incredible tummy I've ever seen... Especially that delicious belly button...”
Mandy let out a small, pleasurable gasp as the pointed tip of the fingernail slid down the center of her stomach and traced the rim of her circular navel. The gasp turned into an inhale as she pulled her stomach in upon feeling the woman probe the folds inside her belly button.
After several long seconds of lovingly massaging the inside of Mandy's navel with her finger, the woman reached down and took her guest's hand in her own. “What do you think of mine?” She took Mandy's finger and planted it in her own belly button. Mandy could not help herself, deeply fingering the older woman's dark innie.
Satisfied for the moment, the woman slowly removed Mandy's hand from her bare belly and said, “Come, we can get to know each other better inside.” She turned and led the way through the trees toward her home, Mandy eagerly following. “By the way, my name is Simone. Simone Darkholme.”
The interior of the castle was even more breathtaking. The cavernous hall that Mandy found herself in seemed straight out of a fairy tale.
The architecture was dark and Gothic in style, but still incredibly beautiful. Stone archways lined the walls; to her left, another great set of double doors opened to a broad staircase leading to a second floor and a balcony. To her right, a large dining area could be seen through an open doorway. Directly across from the entrance were two other closed doors, behind which were rooms and hallways Mandy could only guess at.
As Mandy stepped dreamlike into the center of the entrance hall, drinking in the sights, Simone watched with a smirk on her face. The smile almost turned into a grin, which she quickly hid, lest her new guest discover her secret too soon.
Her dark eyes gazed at the girl now staring up at the high ceiling in wonder. While Mandy looked up, her head tilted back, Simone first stared hungrily at her bared neck, and the vein that was barely visible beneath the skin. However, another sight caught her attention even more: Mandy's equally bared midsection.
Simone noticed that, when Mandy leaned back to look up as she currently was, the girl's stomach was stretched and pulled in a bit. With her heightened senses, specially attuned to the human body's heart beat and blood flow, Simone could hear the blood rush just beneath the soft flesh of Mandy's belly. She seemed to have an unusually high concentration of blood flow right at her navel. In fact, even from this distance, with Mandy's stomach pulled in, Simone could see her belly button pulse in and out ever so slightly. The sight and sounds almost made her grin again, and a second time she quickly covered her teeth.
“Impressive, isn't it?” Simone said, barely able to tear her eyes away from her guest's tummy.
“That's an understatement,” Mandy replied, still stunned. “How does something like this exist out here, and no one knows about it?”
Simone shrugged. “Nobody ever really comes out this far, I get very few visitors. Come on, let's get you cleaned up a bit.”
As Simone led the way toward the stone staircase on the left, Mandy found her gaze being drawn from her surroundings and back to the mysterious woman's body, particularly her exposed midriff. It was flat and slightly toned, yet looked incredibly soft to the touch.
Her hipbones were just barely visible above her long skirt, helped by how incredibly pale her belly was—although for reasons she couldn't quite determine, Mandy found this made it even sexier. In the center of this pale expanse of flesh was Simone's round belly button, which looked unusually deep for a woman with such a flat stomach. Mandy was suddenly hit with an urge to reach out and touch the navel again, but managed to keep her hands to herself.
At the top of the stairs was a long hallway line with empty suits of silver armor. Ten doors stood between each suit, five on each wall. Simone lead Mandy to the furthest on the right and ushered her inside. The bed chamber was as big as the whole first floor of Mandy's house. A large silk canopy bed dominated the center of the room, surrounded by wardrobes, small tables, a tall floor mirror, several chests of drawers, and a few landscape paintings; a tall window offered Mandy a beautiful view of the forest that surrounded the nearby mountains.
“You'll have to forgive me, this room is pretty empty. There's only one outfit I have that would probably fit you, it's over there,” Simone pointed to a small wardrobe in the corner. “I'll let you get cleaned up and changed, I have to get some things ready, in case you'll be here a while. I hope you find everything to your liking.”
Mandy turned to her host, awestruck. “Everything's beyond perfect, thank you!” She didn't want to say anything and appear ungrateful for this woman's hospitality, but despite the grandeur of the place, she had a strange ominous feeling building up in her gut. She tried her best to suppress it as she untied her boots. She found a small copper tub already filled with warm water hiding behind a wooden screen near the bed and eagerly lowered herself in, taking a long moment to savor the soothing effects the water had on her sore knee and shoulder.
Scrubbing herself as clean as she could with a rough sponge, Mandy dried herself off and half limped to the wardrobe Simone had indicated before. The garments that were inside seemed considerably more revealing than Mandy was anticipating, but she found them appealing anyway. Changing into them, she stood in front of the nearby mirror and gazed at herself in delight.
A cream colored skirt sat low on her hips and stretched down almost to her ankles, and each side had a slit up to her thighs. A matching, strapless top that was barely more than a band of cloth was wrapped around her breasts, leaving her shoulders, arms and stomach completely exposed. Mandy turned sideways, running a hand down her bare belly and watching it suck in a bit in the mirror. She still had not heard from Simone yet, so she decided it couldn't hurt to have a look around a bit.
Stepping out into the hallway, she took a brief moment to savor the feel of the cool stone on her bare feet.
The suits of armor stood guard across the hallway, almost as if they were silently watching over Mandy. Moving past them, she made her way down a second smaller staircase at the opposite end of the main one she had ascended.
The air down here was noticeably colder, and Mandy felt goosebumps rapidly erupt across her neck and stomach. The hallway here was dark, save for low-burning candles on small tables that lined the walls. She quietly crept forward and carefully creaked the first door she came to open. A shaft of pale sunlight speared into the small chamber from a small window high on the wall. A waist-high contraption of some kind stood in the center of the room, a coin-sized hole on one side that faced the back corner of the room. Curiosity getting the best of her, Mandy walked around the strange machine, examining it.
At first glance it seemed to be made of wood, but closer inspection revealed that it simply had wood covering, hiding a clockwork mechanism inside. When she brushed her fingers across the flat top, something clicked and the cogs inside began to shift and grind. A small rusted spike suddenly shot out from the hole, causing Mandy to jump back against the wall. To her horror, the small needle moved moved closer every three seconds with a soft click. As if she wasn't worried enough, a quick glance confirmed that the pointed tip was perfectly level with her innie. Her back flat against the wall, once the spike was right at her navel, Mandy was forced to pull her stomach in more and more with each click that followed, until her belly was fully concave.
Unable to suck it in any farther, Mandy squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the final click that would sound the end. After three seconds, however, she did not feel anything pierce her tummy. Opening her eyes a bit, she glanced down to see the spike had stopped just before it touched the intricate folds inside her belly button. With another grinding of gears, the spike mercifully retracted back into the machine, which fell silent.
Relief washing over her, Mandy let out her breath—and her belly—and quickly hurried back out into the hallway, eager to leave the awful machine behind. She took a moment to relax and calm down a bit, taking a deep breath and running a hand down her smooth, flat stomach. After a moment, she continued on to the next door.
The room beyond was pitch black, and Mandy couldn't see anything more than a few feet into the chamber. She took a few tentative steps inside when she heard a low rumbling. She swallowed hard as she heard a chain clink somewhere in the darkness, and a pair of eyes flashed in the light from the open doorway. The massive head of a dark grey wolf emerged from the shadows, and Mandy let out a fearful yelp as she jumped and pressed her back flat against the wall. The animal was one of the biggest she'd ever seen, its razor teeth bared in an angry snarl as it growled. Her hand groped the stone wall for the door, but she could not find it.
“Luna! No! Bad girl, get back!” a voice suddenly shouted into the room. The wolf immediately silenced and sat down, going from a nightmarish hound one second to an innocent-looking, overgrown puppy the next. Mandy looked over to see Simone standing in the doorway, a scolding finger pointed at the wolf. “Better. Luna, this is our guest, she's a friend, be nice.”
The large wolf got to its feet and walked closer to Mandy, who still tensed against the wall despite the air of danger around the animal vanishing. The feeling only lasted a second, however, as she giggled when Luna pressed her large wet muzzle into Mandy's soft belly. Her nose ice cold, causing Mandy to involuntarily pull her stomach in as the wolf eagerly sniffed her bare midriff and took in her scent. Luna then turned and pushed her large, fuzzy head into Mandy's tummy, and despite her initial fear, Mandy found herself scratching behind the wolf's ear.
“I was wondering where you had gotten to,” Simone said with that innocent yet sexy smirk on her face. “Glad to see your exploration didn't cause any harm. Luna here is a fantastic guard, so sorry if she frightened you. Once you get to know her, though, she's the most lovable dog you'll ever meet.”
“I'm starting to pick up on that,” Mandy giggled again as she felt Luna's soft fur rub against her bare belly.
“Okay, Luna, go lay down, maybe you can see Mandy later.” At the sound of her master's voice, the wolf obeyed immediately and curled up on the floor. Mandy sheepishly followed Simone back into the hallway, but her host didn't seem to mind in the slightest that she had wandered off.
“Here, let me help with this,” Simone said, crouching down and producing a small handkerchief to wipe the residue from Luna's wet nose from Mandy's stomach. Mandy pulled her stomach in slightly as she let Simone clean her off, and Simone had to force back her curious arousal at the act. She did, however, make sure to give Mandy's belly button extra attention with the cloth.
“There, much better. Now, then.” Simone stood up and looked over her guest. “That outfit looks perfect on you,” she said, her eyes lingering on Mandy's tummy.
“And it fits perfectly, I love it, thank you so much!” Mandy replied. She caught Simone's long look at her midriff, and suddenly felt very aware and vulnerable about how much skin was showing. “You don't think it's too... revealing, do you?”
Simone's dark eyes looked into Mandy's amber ones, and she smiled. “Quite the contrary,” she said, her hand reaching out to the expanse of bare flesh at Mandy's center. “As I said before, you are a very beautiful young woman. I'd say it reveals just the right amount.” Her slender fingers lightly caressed Mandy's stomach, her middle finger pressing lightly into her belly button. At her touch, Mandy found herself once again falling in a slight trance.
Simone felt a rumble beneath the finger in Mandy's belly button. “Sounds like you're hungry,” she said with a smile. “Come, let's get you something to eat.” She put her hand around Mandy's bare shoulders and led her back up the stairs, silently looking forward to the fun that was soon to be had with the beautiful belly of the girl next to her.
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