tickling birds

bugs

Hurrying back into her apartment, Pandora leaned against the wall, an excited grin on her face as she hugged the small, light package to her chest. She had been slightly worried that the online offer had been too good to be true, but here it was... The box was fairly nondescript, save for the curious logo on the top: a minimal, stylized drawing of a female abdomen, with a dark, serpentine tail sweeping up the curve of her belly, disappearing into the simple slit of a navel. In ornate text, the words "Belly Button Bug" adorned each side of the package. Just reading it made Pandora's heart race a little. She could hardly resist letting one of her hands wander downwards, sneaking under her shirt, fingertips tracing a along the rim of her deep navel. Chuckling to herself quietly,she resolved to not get too carried away and save some of her enthusiasm for what she was about to try. 

Sitting down on her floor, confident that she wasn't going to be disturbed, she began to carefully (though eagerly) open up the box, humming and trying to contain her growing excitement. Inside, underneath a few layers of cushioning, was a small beaker. Peering in, she gasped softly, hardly able to believe it was real. Curled up inside the beaker, though, was the aforementioned belly button bug. Sleek and black, with a smooth, segmented body, it slowly began to stir, long, wispy feelers unfurling from its head, round eyes blinking in the sudden light. It didn't seem to take notice of Pandora until she gently lifted its container to her face, smiling warmly. Despite her caution, the bug skittered nervously in circles as if trying to hide. As she cooed and shushed her new pet, trying to reassure it, she couldn't shake thoughts of the bug slithering across her exposed belly, burrowing deep into her belly button as she watched it crawl.  

Despite her best efforts, the little creature still seemed terrified, cowering inside the beaker. Almost ready to simply put it down and try to bond with it later, Pandora noticed another item buried in the bottom of the package. It was a flimsy booklet, entitled "How to Train a Belly Button Bug" in that same fancy font. The rest of the cover was a very rehearsed looking photo of an official looking woman reclining on a couch, flashing a perfect smile. Her blazer was unbuttoned just enough to reveal her small, oval innie, and sure enough a bug just like the one hiding in the beaker was squirming headfirst into the woman's navel. Though she couldn't deny that the image was a little bit titillating, Pandora couldn't help but laugh at the infomercial quality of it. Still, she figured it couldn't hurt to thumb through and maybe get an idea of how to calm her new friend down. 

Setting the beaker aside, she winked playfully at the bug, which seemed content to just curl up once again. The booklet began with a lengthy passage on the health and relaxation benefits of belly button bugging, the history of the practice...mostly things that she had already researched and was already sold on, though she certainly didn't mind the additional illustrations and photos of satisfied looking women enjoying quality time with their bugs. Leafing through a few more pages, she finally came to what she was looking for: instructions with a handy visual guide in the same simple style from the outside of the box. "Step 1. Training a belly button bug is very easy! First thing you do is show the little fella where you want him to go." 

Pandora shrugged, wondering why she hadn't tried that first. Shoving aside the remains of the box to make some more room for herself on the floor, she stretched out, now lounging on her side, long legs laying comfortably, the curve of her hips clear underneath her skirt, shirt riding up just enough the expose a sliver of her smooth lower belly. Reaching over to the beaker again, she playfully tapped on the glass, just enough to get the coiled bug's attention. It whirled around, feelers waving nervously, eyes wide...but froze as it immediately took notice of Pandora's new pose, focused on the tantalizing strip of bare skin at her midriff.  

Slowly, her hands drifted to the edge of her shirt, drawing it upwards, revealing more and more of her belly, the gentle dip of her waist, her defined ribs and abs, and most importantly her deep, alluring belly button. The bug stared from its container a few feet away, mesmerized, head low and feelers motionless. Smiling sweetly, Pandora drew her finger in wide circles along the contours of her belly, manicured nail tracing easily across her skin, spiraling closer and closer to the center, fingertip rubbing on the soft rim of her navel. Having captured the bug's attention, she teasingly tapped her finger a few times on her belly button, beckoning the creature, encouraging. Step 1 accomplished. 

Tossing her hair, free hand still toying and playing with her navel as her pet watched intently, she flipped casually to the next set of instructions. "Step 2.  Some belly button bugs need a bit of luring in order to get them where you want them.  Try gyrating around on the floor." Her lips curled into a sly grin. It was as if she had written the guide herself. Turning her attention back to her bug, she slid closer to the beaker, moving slowly, calm and confident. Sure enough, the bug seemed apprehensive still, shrinking back a bit as she neared, feelers flicking, though she could see that its eyes didn't stray far from her navel as she re-positioned herself, reclining with her belly directly in front of the beaker now. The little critter was clearly in need of some extra coaxing. She let her breath slow, belly rising and falling, closer and then pulling away. Soft, easy breaths gave way to a slow sway of her hips as she tilted her body, abs flexing and relaxing, hand pulling down the edge of her skirt to expose as much of her feminine lower belly as possible. Her navel stretching and pulsing with the rhythm of her movements. She purred softly, letting her belly roll slowly, deliberately, leaning in, her belly button deep and inviting, before swaying away, hips gyrating and belly undulating. The bug, as if hypnotized, lifted its head, moving back and forth like a charmed snake,  

Without missing a beat, still moving her hips and luring the bug with her bare, vulnerable belly button, she flipped the page. "Step 3. Get your gear off! Belly button bugs love naked skin." She smirked, gracefully rising to her knees, leaning in, giving her pet an affectionate smile as she stretched upwards, beginning to peel her top off, ribs flexed outward, toned belly bare and exposed in the full light. Arms falling, both hands stroking down the length of her torso, gliding down her smooth belly, coming to rest on her hips, playfully shaking as she wiggled out of her skirt, kicking it aside, posing for the now enthralled bug in her underwear.  

Feeling confident that she had its trust now, she reached for the beaker. It didn't react at all, save for some twitches of its feelers as her fingers wrapped gently around the container, no panicked skittering as she lifted it this time. She held it up to her body, wanting to give her friend a long, close look. Letting it admire the smooth expanse of her lower belly, the way her midriff curved gently outwards before sloping back to the center, her perfect belly button. Pausing to demonstrate once again, her fingers poking and prodding at her navel, more insistent now, eager for what was to come, digging deep into her sensitive belly button. The bug leaned close against the glass, tendrils waving excitedly, as if it was ready to dive on in. Pandora laughed, her belly tensing as she lifted the beaker up to her face again, admiring the bug's intricate body as she turned the page.  

"Step. 4 Take a deep breath and suck in that stomach.
Be sure to hold the beaker at at 45 degree angle. Don’t be frightened - Belly button bugs are multi dimensional creatures and cannot hurt you." Pandora leaned backward, heart pounding as the moment she had been waiting so long for drew near. Sitting comfortably, propped up on one arm as she lifted the beaker, her abs twitched in anticipation, hips bucking and swaying, her navel tingling in anticipation of the bug slithering inside. Her "partner" slid forward as she tipped the beaker, clearly eager to be let out. As she tipped it, the bug sprang forward and dropped, landing with a soft bounce on her upper belly between her ribcage. She gasped, sucking her belly inward, the bug squirming and thrashing to right itself as it slid down the slope of her tight midriff, warm and tickly against her skin. With perfect timing, it thrust its head forward and slither easily into her belly button, fitting snug at the entrance. 

Pandora didn't manage to turn to the next page, throwing her head back and moaning quietly, belly jumping and undulating as the bug began to burrow, wiggling tight inside her belly button, tail whipping through the air, rubbing gently against her midriff as more of it disappeared into her navel with a pleasant, close sensation. She could feel its long tendrils stroking and caressing the sensitive walls of her belly button as it worked its way deeper, pressing against the bottom. Another moment of satisfying, warm wriggling deep inside her navel, and she gasped in surprise, a throbbing deep in her core as the bug slipped harmlessly past the base of her navel, wrapping up and cuddling close inside her. 

She paused to catch her breath, collapsing on the floor, both hands cradling her midriff, toes curling as she could feel every subtle movement of the bug just behind the bottom of her navel. Covering the opening of her belly button as if to hold her pet inside, the edges seeming even more sensitive as her fingers explored and stroked. Slowly, she managed to hoist herself back up on to her feet, all her attention on her newly bugged belly button, mind racing at the chance to try it again.