Concave Belly Peril

#Inittowinit Concave bellies, Belly Peril, etc.

      Julie was walking down the road on one of the hottest days of the year, talking about all things which came up in her mind with her good friend Chelsey. The two of them had been enjoying the summer and all of its spoils; sunbathing in bikinis, jogging in workout bras, going to the gym, buying all manner of short haltertops, just having fun. For the last few summers, the two 19 year olds had been wearing nothing but a wide and evergrowing array of belly-bearing outfits which fitted from just below the navel to just underneath their breasts, and today was by NO means an exception.

“Whew, I LOVE the summer time, but I can’t WAIT until THIS day is finished.” Julie, on this gruelingly hot summer day, wore a black and purple striped croptop which just managed to cover her bra. Her tight jeanshorts were beginning to stiffen from the accumulated sweat and were makin it a bit difficult for her to walk.

“I know what you mean……….I’ve seen 10 eggs being cooked on the side walk……….just beat the record from last week,” Chelsey joked as usual. She was wearing a small white buttoned shirt which she had tied to make a makeshift bellyshirt. Her dark blue short skirt was also getting a bit ruffled.

“Well, could be worse.”

Just as Chelsey said that, a single droplet fell visibly in front of them.

First giving a half-angry-half-joking stare at Chelsey, Julie began to look around for a place where they could get out of the coming rain. Finally, after a little while, her eyes rested on the old worn down factory a couple blocks ahead. They had passed it several times before on their way to school, and as Chelsey glimpsed in the same direction, a memory flickered from a few years ago.

“Hey, we hid in that factory a long time ago from a rainstorm. We played tag and a few other things, I think.”

“Yeah……….yeah, I remember that,” Julie pondered. “I can’t quite remember all of it, though.”

“Well, we’ll have a chance once we get inside,” Chelsey called out as she began walking in the direction of the abandoned factory. At least, it seemed to be abandoned……….

                                                  ***

As Julie and Chelsey entered the factory’s front lot, they could see that the main entrance was closed and shut off, boarded all the way from top to bottom.

“Crap,” Chelsey muttered. Julie, meanwhile, continued to look for a way inside. If they’d done it before, she thought, they should be able to do it again. Then, she saw it: an open air vent, low enough to crawl into. She nudged Chelsey on the side, and the two of them walked over to it and climbed in.

It was amazing how clean it was. They continued to crawl through, looking for a way inside the actual building, until they decided to rest a little bit. Chelsey sat down, back against the wall, Julie on the opposite wall of the vent. As she did this, still tired and hot from the day, she stretched (as much as she could in the tight space), making her stomach become concave and completely sucked in.

“Wow,” Julie said as she stared at Chelsey’s pulled in belly. “I didn’t know that you could do that.”

“What?” Chelsey looked down at her own belly. “Oh, yeah, I learned to suck in my belly back when I was ten or twelve. I saw my older sister do it in a bikini when we were taking a picture together at the beach. I was in a bikini too, so after we took the picture, and I was by myself, I looked down at my tummy, and I tried to suck in. It came pretty natural to me…….Why, can’t you suck in your belly too?”

“Well, I’ve never actually even tried,” said Julie, looking down at her own bare stomach. Staring for a few moments, she tried herself. Sure enough, her ribs protruded, her navel pulled inward towards her spine, and her entire stomach was completely concave.

“Wow, even I couldn’t suck in my belly that far.” Chelsey, staring at Julie’s midriff that whole time, once again looked down at her own belly, sucking in as much as she could muster herself to do so. The two began to giggle, and Julie slid over to Chelsey so that they were side by side, sucking in their bellies with their ribs going outward to see who could do it the most. They even began to take turns, one of them pulling in her belly while the other girl watched. They continued to do so, giggling the whole time, until they saw a flash coming from the direction which they had not searched yet. Curious, the 2 girls began crawling (Chelsey in front and Julie behind), and they eventually made it to an opening into an actual room. Whatever had made the flash had stopped, and no one was in the large, vast room.

Chelsey tried and succeeded in opening the vent, which was held aloft by hinges. She hopped down the 5 foot drop, moving around and looking at all the odd gadgets and gizmos littering the room and laying atop many tables. She turned back and said “Julie, you’ve got to check out all this stuff. It’s really weird, to say the least.”

Weirdest of all of these things was a telephone booth/capsule looking thing which had a door into it. It was completely metal on the outside, so that no one could see into it. Chelsey looked around a bit more until her eyes settled onto it, and when they did, she began to walk slowly toward it in an awed fashion.

Julie, for once, did not feel like going into this new place. She was usually so adventurous, and yet every molecule of her being told her not to go into this room.

Chelsey walked over to the capsule like structure, looked at the panel in front of it, and curiously pressed the ON button. Then, the door into the capsule opened, revealing a space big enough for a human to fit into. Even more curious, but cautious at the same time, she peaked inside. Slowly, she walked into the capsule and stared around inside for a second, and just as she turned around to walk out, the door closed shut.

The odd machine began beeping, and a few lights lit up as it processed whatever it was doing to Chelsey on the inside of it. Then, all the lights and noise began to go out, and the room was eerily silent.

“Chelsey…….CHELSEY!!” Julie whispered. Just as she was about to shout out Chelsey’s name, Julie heard footsteps coming from outside of the room. Panicking, she shut the vent closed and lay on her back, peering out through the shades. About 30 seconds later, an old, mad-looking scientist and his female lab assistant walked through the doors.

“I’m RUINED! RUINED, I SAY!” the doctor exclaimed towards the room, throwing up his hands in the air in a dejected fashion. “How could they DO this to me!?! ME, the man who helped them smuggle hundreds of pounds of drugs across the border! ME…….the man who helped them seize 500 tons of cargo from shipments moving through the Panama Canal AND the Mediterranean routes!?! I, with all of my inventions and innovations…….reduced to a piece of garbage thrown away at the sight of the smallest problem! And now they say that they’ll BLACKLIST me if I don’t fulfill their demands TONIGHT! So I’m 2 weeks overdue on my latest invention, SO WHAT!?! I TOLD them that it was worth the wait!!!!!”

“Maybe if you hadn’t yelled at them and basically said that you would put your inventions above their mothers, they would be a little less furious in their retribution, the blonde lab assistant said, jotting down notes on a clipboard while intermittently adjusting her glasses.

“ALL THAT I SAID TO THOSE INGRATES WAS…….Oh yes, I did say that to them, didn’t I?” the mad scientist cut off and muttered to himself. Both of them were dressed in white labcoats.

Julie, meanwhile, stared nervously at the odd pair. It was obvious to her that she did not want to reveal herself to these two, so she tried to keep as quiet as possible and tried not to be seen. She tugged sheepishly at her stockings which matched with Chelsey’s while her belly slowly went up and down as she breathed. Hoping also that Chelsey would be alright, she begged to herself not to be seen or for her cover to be blown.

Just as she was thinking this, the mad scientist continued to talk again.

“Well, I suppose that it IS almost finished, I should be able to finish this machine by tonight. They only wanted it to be used on cargo and drugs, but this…….the potential that it could have with HUMANS is something which even I could only begin to comprehend…….”

“Oh, well if even YOU can’t comprehend it, then it MUST be mindblowing,” said the lab-assistant.

The mad scientist glared at her and said, “Shut up and turn on something which I know works around here. My heating system is perfect for this room when it gets so cold down here. It may be a sweltering 110 degrees outside, but my cooling chambers always manage to cancel out heat from something below 350 degrees.”

As he was saying this, the lab assistant turned up a knob just below Julie. All of a sudden, a few feet in front of her and above her head, Julie saw a compartment door open and a frightening apparatus come out. It was a long metal rod which protruded from a slim arm-like form of machinery. The end of the rod, however, was what frightened Julie the most. It was glowing with heat, and it slowly moved outward and towards her while, after a moment of being frozen from fear, she crawled backwards until her back was against the end wall of the heating vent. The inside of the vent was so clean and smooth that she began to slide back toward the forthcoming burning hot metal rod. She could not scream, as that would reveal her to these two obviously dangerous criminals. She continued to try to, unsuccessfully slide backwards away from the rod, beginning to sweat immensely from the glowing heat. She quickly gave up on trying to slide backwards, and instead she instinctively covered her eyes. Peaking through one hand, she saw that the rod was now heading straight toward her bellybutton. Still sweating and frightened that this burning hot and sharp rod would touch her, she sucked in her belly as much as she could, the rod continuing to get closer and closer to her navel.

A few seconds before it was about to make contact with her sucked in belly, the lab assistant asked, “Do you want me to turn it any higher?”

“What?” the mad scientist replied. “Oh, no no, turn that dial any higher and it might make a scorch mark on the end wall of the heating vent.”

Just as the rod almost touched the inside of Julie’s bellybutton, it stopped. However, and much to Julie’s chagrin, the burning hot rod did not recede. It continued to stay in place over her sucked in tummy as the mad scientist continued to speak.

“We only need to find a few more materials to make this confounded machine work—” (Julie continued to sweat while her concave belly was in dire peril) “I would say a new agent for the process, something along the lines of a fluorine-uranium chemical has seemed to work in the past, but I wonder if any adjustments would make the process simpler—say, hand me that flask, will you?—” (She didn’t know how long she could last, it had already been a whole minute that her belly had been sucked in) “Ok, that should…….just about……”

At that single second, a phone rang in another room. The scientist muttered angrily, finished what he was doing, then stomped and stormed out of the room. A minute and a half later, he sprinted back to the room, exclaiming, “THEY’RE COMING HERE IN 30 minutes!!!!!!! WE NEED TO MAKE PREPARATIONS, NOW!!!!!!!”
The lab assistant, still absentmindedly scribbling on her clipboard, followed the still sprinting mad scientist out of the room, turning the heating dial all the way off on the way out.

Julie, tummy still sucked in completely but almost quivering because of how long it had been, waited until the metal machine and the burning metal rod were completely closed off and shut off behind those doors. Slowly, still sweating, she opened the vent and climbed down, not willing to stay in there for another single second. She had never experienced anything like that in her entire life, she needed to tell Chelsey about this when she had the chance to do so…….

Julie paused, then slowly looked around until her eyes landed on the metallic capsule.


“…….Chelsey?”


                                   ***


    Chelsey was just getting up, once again fully conscious, just as the mad scientist had entered the room with his lab assistant. The screaming slightly startled her, and she looked around. Something was odd, but she was still a little dizzy from whatever had just happened, and therefore unable to put a finger on it. She then spotted a crack on the edge of the capsule, and the sight kind of confounded her. Why hadn’t she noticed this before? It was just large enough for her to crawl through it, something which she should have quickly seen when she first walked into the metal chamber. Then, after pausing for a second, her eyes drifted upward and quickly widened. The top of the metal capsule was almost completely out of sight. Either everything had gotten bigger around her, or she had gotten…….

Covering her mouth as she gasped, Chelsey looked around in a panicked fashion. How small WAS she?

Quickly managing to gather herself, she slowly stood up and walked even more slowly towards the crack. It was on ground level, so she kept walking toward it, bent downward, and crawled out, stopping at the end and peeking about.

“ALL THAT I SAID TO THOSE INGRATES WAS…….Oh yes, I did say that to them, didn’t I?” Chelsey heard from above. She looked up and gaped at the towering figure of the mad scientist about 10 feet away from her. She must be no larger than the size of a mouse.

The scientist, looking away from her direction, did not notice her at all. Taking her chance, and not wanting to be affected by the machine any more than she already had, she scurried across the floor and put her back against the nearest table leg. Panting, her chest heaving in and out while small beads of sweat ran down her belly, she looked around the table leg and looked up at the mad scientist, who was beginning to walk towards her.

“Well, I suppose that it IS almost finished, I should be able to finish this machine by tonight. They only wanted it to be used on cargo and drugs, but this…….the potential that it could have with HUMANS is something which even I could only begin to comprehend…….” As he was saying this, he took out an odd looking key from the metallic shrinking machine. It had a button on one end of it, while the other side was pointed and sharp.

Chelsey was getting nervous. This crazed man was getting dangerously close, and from the few things which she had overheard from when she first woke up, it did not seem like this was someone which she should reveal herself to.  She looked around for somewhere to hide, and she glanced upon a flask laying on the ground. Taking her chances, she ran as fast as she could to the horizontally placed flask and crawled in. It was not made of see through glass, so nobody could see the inside of it unless they looked straight down through the tube-like end. She sat in the flask, listening to the mad scientist bark at someone else to turn on the heating vent and proudly saying how he had invented it.

"Oh no," Chelsey thought to herself, I hope that Julie is okay. "It must be swelteringly hot in there……."

Just as she was thinking this, she focused again on what the scientist was saying.
“…….Something along the lines of a fluorine-uranium chemical has seemed to work in the past, but I wonder if any adjustments would make the process simpler—say, hand me that flask, will you?”

Chelsey’s eyes widened again. "Oh, please don’t let it be the one that I’M in……." She began to peak through the opening of the flask, only to quickly dart back all the way inside as the lab assistant picked up the flask from the floor, walked over to the mad scientist while also  still holding her clipboard underneath her other arm, and handed the flask over to her nutty boss. She then walked back to where she had originally been standing, scribbling more and more notes.

The mad scientist took up a dropper filled with a silver looking liquid, held it over a Bunsen burner to mix it back up, and began to lower it into the flask, looking at the rim of the flask in a horizontal fashion to make sure that the dropper and its contents went completely into the flask.

Chelsey only needed to hear the uranium part from earlier to know that whatever was in that dropper should not make skin contact. As the dropper lowered, a single droplet of the silvery liquid began to come out. The mad scientist had already added something else, because the liquid appeared to be slightly steaming. As the droplet came closer and closer to Chelsey, she began to slide herself backward, just as Julie had done about a minute before. She, too, dared not to make a sound to reveal herself at all. The steaming droplet was getting dangerously close, and she had just hit her back against the inner wall of the flask. Not knowing what else to do, she watched in terror as it headed precisely at her face.

"Oh no oh no oh no oh no……." she kept thinking in fright, as it went just inches from her face, then went downward toward her completely exposed and sweating belly. It passed the rim of her knotted button down shirt, below her exposed but not yet prevalent ribcage, and then lower until it dangled just above her bellybutton.

Then, to Chelsey’s utter dismay, the droplet lowered even more, closer and closer, until all she could do to avoid contact was suck her tummy in, as far as she absolutely could.

Above, she could barely hear mad scientist speak while she was focused on her near certain peril.

“Ok, that should…….just about……”

As Chelsey, once again faintly, heard a noise come from outside the flask (this time, some far-off ringing sound), at the same time the mad scientist’s hand backed out, the man himself startled by the sound. This moved the droplet, very swiftly, away from Chelsey’s concave sucked in stomach so that she could relax her belly, but the movement also knocked the flask over, sending her sliding down the slim opening of the flask.

Dazed at first but quickly gathering herself, Chelsey took her chance and darted out. Just as she ran out of the mad scientist’s field of vision, past some of the supplies scattered on the table, he noticed what he had just done. Muttering angrily to himself, the mad scientist set the flask back up and poured the droplet of silver liquid in, finishing what he needed to and then stomping off.

Chelsey, panting, looked around quickly for a better hiding spot. Finally, she found a small amount of space underneath a pile of stuff held up by 2 books. She hid between the two books, and waited until about a minute or so had gone by when the mad scientist came back in, screaming about some very imminent guests coming incredibly soon.

He and the lab assistant left the room, and Chelsey pondered about what she should do next. She should definitely tell Julie about…….

Just then, she heard a sound. Alert and slightly frightened, she poked her head out to see what was happening.

The heating vent began to open as her good friend began to climb out and down, and Chelsey breathed a sigh of relief.

“Julie…….”