tickling birds

tummy hunter

Cassie ran through the woods as fast as she could, glancing back occasionally to see if her pursuers were near. Feeling confident that she had lost them, at least for the moment, she stopped to rest, leaning against a tree to catch her breath. It was a hot summer day. Cassie wore a small pair of hip hugging denim shorts and a white wife beater shirt, cut to just above her ribs, leaving her entire slim, sexy tummy exposed. And what a sexy tummy it was. It glistened with a sheen of sweat as it sucked in and became concave. A prime target for her pursuers.

Cassie then heard someone coming. She started running again. Beads of sweat formed on her sensitive and exposed tummy. As she ran past a dead tree, a branch scratched her on her side, leaving a small scratch on her left rib. Suddenly, she felt a tiny prick on her exposed lower back. She did not stop running. The tranquilizer liquid started to work its way into her bloodstream. She slowed down but did not stop. Then, one of her pursuers jumped out in front of her. He had a small blow gun and wore a ski mask. He blew into the gun, and three more tiny tranq darts shot out and hit her exposed stomach. One in her right rib, one in the center line down her slim tummy, and one in her bellybutton.

She looked down in shock at the darts in her stomach. She sucked in her tummy in vain. Her tummy became concave again, with her ribs jutting out. She succumbed to the sleeping potion in the darts and passed out. She toppled onto the ground. Her sexy, slim tummy was littered with tranq darts. She just had enough time to see her two attackers approach her as she blacked out.......To be Continued

Cassie slowly opened her eyes. She found herself tied down to a bed. Both her arms were tied together at her wrists and above her head. Her feet were tied together at the ankles. Her body was stretched out tight and lithe. She was still clothed, but her tummy was still exposed and vulnerable. Because of the position she was tied in, her tummy was naturally flat and concave. Her heavy breathing pushed her ribcage out, and pulled her flat belly in as she inhaled nervously. Her mind raced as she wondered what her captors were going to do with her.

Suddenly, the door opened. One of her captors entered, leering at her. She broke into a cold sweat, and sucked her belly in apprehensively. The masked thug approached the bed. He looked over her belly, and saw how it was glistening with beads of sweat. He even leaned in a little, to get a closer look at her navel.

"Wh-what are you going to do with me?" Carrie asked.

The man reached out his hand and touched her quivering belly. Cassie gasped as he stroked her tummy. She pulled her belly in as far as she could. Her innie navel could have popped into an outie if she could suck her belly any further inward.

"Did anyone ever tell you what a beautiful belly button you have?" asked the masked man. Cassie was too scared to respond. The man looked at her concave belly and said, "When you suck in your belly, it makes your navel pucker in the cutest way!" Then he bent over her belly and said, "You know, I think it wants a kiss!" Before she could protest, the man kissed her belly button quickly. This gave her an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach.

The thug then slowly ran his fingertip along the rim of her navel. Cassie watched his finger as it circled her navel, then slipped inside for a quick poke. This made her gasp out loud. Then he spread her navel open with his fingertips. She watched as she breathed heavily. The thug looked into her open belly button. All the folds inside could be seen. There was even a red dot visible in the center, from where the tranquilizer dart had hit her navel. "Looks like you got quite a boo-boo there," the masked man said. With that, he bent over her to kiss her navel again. This time, the kissing was longer, more passionate. Cassie arched her back and curled her toes as this was going on.

Then he started to lick her navel. First his tongue roughly penetrated her belly button. Then he ran his tongue around the navel rim. His circles grew wider, licking a good-sized area of her belly, lapping up beads of sweat. Cassie writhed against her bonds. Her heart beat violently, and almost felt as if she would wet herself.