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Michelle placed her fingertip on the nub at the center of the large spiral and began pressing downward. The meaty center of the spiral resisted slightly as Michelle pushed on it, but it slowly sank down into Vada's flat tummy.

Beneath the thick, firm knot she could feel the tenseness of the muscles of Vada's stomach. After a few more seconds when Michelle's finger was beginning to ache from the amount of pressure she was exerting, Vada blurted, "That's enough!

The center of the spiral was slightly red but as she watched it quickly faded back to its normal pale skintone, clearly undamaged by the depth testing.

She gazed at the large spiral, wondering if she could even do the elasticity test. Vada nodded. Vada pushed her fingers together toward the center of her navel, forcing the spiral to protrude outwards.

As she pressed, the knot at the center of the spiral began jutting out slightly further than the rest of the spiral. Michelle obediently pinched the large knot at the center of the spiral between her fingers and began to pull.

As she moved her fingers away from Vada's tummy, the tugging motion caused the lower, protruding rim of Vada's spiral to stick out further, while the knot that Michelle was pulling on stuck out the furthest.

She could see that the knot grasped between her fingers was beginning to redden from the combined pinching and pulling, and after a few more seconds Vada said, "Stop!

She let go of the knot and it slowly slunk back into place, curling inward to resume its rest in the center of the large spiral. Vada absentmindedly rubbed her navel with the flat palm of her hand while Michelle commented, "Fairly impressive for such a shallow belly button.

The young woman's slim, flat belly was trembling slightly in anticipation as she gazed back at Michelle. Michelle thumbed down the lower rim of Nia's belly button to reveal the entirety of her round, smooth navel knot.

Placing her fingertip flat on the center of the knot she began to push down. The knot flattened in a satisfying manner, offering no resistance as Michelle pushed it down into Nia's belly.

As she pressed deeper she could feel Nia's stomach muscles tensing and there was a faint throbbing of her pulse behind the thick navel knot.

Michelle slid the ruler down into the indent she'd forced into Nia's belly. She pulled her finger away and Nia's navel knot bounced upward, with the lower rim of her belly button sliding back up a second later to half-cover the nub.

Without prompting Nia grabbed her own navel knot and pulled on it, twisting a few times to transform the appendage into a round, smooth outie ball.

Though the ball alone protruded half an inch from Nia's toned stomach, Michelle was more interested in seeing how far she could forced the knot to stretch out.

With Nia's outie gripped firmly between her thumb and forefinger, Michelle began to pull. The soft, smooth skin of the outie stretched beneath her fingers, allowing the twisted base of the belly button to elongate.

Nia was barely moving, taking shallow breaths as she watched Michelle tug on her belly button with wide, eager eyes. Her stomach trembled from the effort of holding still as her stretched belly button became more and more taut.

Michelle was speechless, unable to comment on the situation even if she'd wanted to. Earlier she'd been amazed at how far Imani's belly button had been able to stretch but already Nia's outie had far surpassed Imani's in elasticity.

Her belly button looked like a long, thin tube as Michelle continued stretching it, heedless of Nia's trembling and the way she was biting her lip, clearly trying not to let any moans or groans escape her mouth.

Just when she was convinced that Nia's belly button was going to twist off in her fingers, the poor appendage unable to bridge the large gap between Michelle's hand and Nia's belly any longer, Nia gasped, "Stop!

Her eyes almost popped out when she read, "3 inches? Nia began heaving in deep breaths, gently patting her navel which looked flushed and sore from the abuse.

That has to be the most elastic belly button I've ever seen. She wasn't sure which navel she was most impressed by; the shape and size of Vada's belly button was delightfully unique, while Imani's belly button was unbelievably deep and malleable.

The smoothness and silkiness of the bottom of Carlee's made touching it an addiction, and Michelle was fascinated by Nia's effortless ability to transform her inbetweenie into a round, perfect outie that could be stretched beyond the limits of most belly buttons.

Perhaps the sensitivity test would give her better insight as to which belly button was deserving of the Most Amazing Belly Button title.

She considered saving Nia for last again as the dark-skinned woman was still rubbing her aching navel, but instead Michelle stepped closer to the young woman.

Tell me, do you think you have a sensitive belly button? The round nub didn't change in appearance at all. So it will affect your belly button if I use this?

To her amusement Nia automatically sucked in her stomach, making the already-slim belly even more concave. Michelle giggled and placed the feather on top of Nia's exposed outie belly button, wiggling it rapidly.

The usually proud and composed young woman burst into giggles, bending slightly at the waist and reaching out to try to protect her belly button.

Luckily Vada stepped over and grabbed Nia's wrists, pulling them behind her back to prevent her from stopping the tickling.

Nia laughed even harder at the teasing, her belly shaking as Michelle relentlessly waved the feather over the top of the knot and around the sides of the base.

After a few more seconds Michelle put the feather back into her belt and placed her fingertip on the top of Nia's outie. With a gentle push she shoved the outie back into its hole, returning it to its inbetweenie-state for a much-needed rest.

Vada moved back to stand on top of her marked x, looking both excited and wary and Michelle stood in front of her.

Michelle smirked at the pale young woman in front of her. The object was brand-new, with the bristles on the head still stiff from coming just out of the box.

Michelle didn't bother to hide her grin when Vada gaped, looking nervous. Michelle turned the electric toothbrush on and placed it on top of the center of Vada's spiral navel, letting the bristles swirl in rapid circles over the sensitive skin.

Vada burst out laughing immediately, squrming as much as she could while trapped in Nia's hold. Stohohohop, it tihihickles! She held the toothbrush in one hand and used her other hand to push down on Vada's belly, pulling on the bottom rim and side rim of Vada's navel to try to create an opening.

Then she turned the toothbrush, sliding the head into the crevice at the center of the spiral. Vada was falling apart, and Michelle could see that all three of the other contestants were giggling at her predicament.

With a reluctant sigh Michelle pulled the toothbrush out of Vada's belly button and turned it off. The pale woman's stomach was still shaking with aftershocks from the tickle attack when Michelle patted it comfortingly.

Leaving Vada to recover Michelle moved to stand in front of Imani. The contestant stuck her soft, golden brown belly out like a challenge, looking unconcerned by Michelle's proximity.

Michelle wiggled her finger around the rim of Imani's deep innie before poking her finger in and tickling the inner walls of her belly button.

Imani giggled quietly but Michelle was looking for a stronger reaction. She pulled out the fluffy purple feather and stuck it inside Imani's belly button, twirling it around so the soft whisps of the feather swirled over the sensitive skin of her inner navel walls.

Imani continued giggling quietly. Michelle frowned and pulled out her electric toothbrush. She turned the toothbrush on and slid it inside Imani's belly button.

She dragged it over the walls of Imani's navel as she pushed it down further and further. When the toothbrush hit the bottom of the deep innie Michelle maneuvered it around, letting the stiff whirling bristles flick rapidly over the small knot at the bottom of Imani's belly button.

Still, Imani continued giggling softly. Stumped, Michelle put the toothbrush away and considered Imani's belly button. She was close to giving up and moving on to Carlee before a wicked idea crossed her mind.

Michelle crouched down until her face was level with Imani's belly button. She grabbed the contestant by the sides of her plush muffin top and put her mouth on top of Imani's belly hole before blowing a loud raspberry.

Imani let out a loud, wordless shriek of laughter, a reaction that even she seemed surprised by. Michelle grinned and put her lips to Imani's belly button again, blowing another raspberry.

Then she slipped her tongue inside the deep cavity, swiping her tongue in circles around the inner walls of Imani's belly button.

Noisy giggles from above her head told Michelle that her tickling attempts were a success. She poked her tongue deeper, pressing her face flush to the softness of Imani's belly in order to let her tongue reach the bottom of the hole.

She managed to flick her tongue tip across the small knot at the bottom of Imani's belly button, eliciting a loud stream of laughter.

Will you admit to being ticklish or do I need to pry it out of you? Carlee giggled. Taking her at her word, Michelle poked her finger into Carlee's large, shallow innie.

She scratched her fingernail gently over the flat, smooth bottom of Carlee's belly button, eliciting some cute, snorting giggles from the other girl.

Michelle wiggled her finger faster, swirling her nail over the bottom of Carlee's innie until the other girl was shaking with laughter, her soft belly jiggling up and down with it.

Michelle pulled her finger away and smiled at the four young women. I know whose belly button is the softest," She poked Carlee's innie, eliciting another giggle, before she stepped in front of Imani, "the deepest," and she pinched the rim of Imani's belly button, "the largest and the most sensitive," She teased, stroking Vada's spiral navel, "and the most elastic," and she pulled down on the bottom rim of Nia's belly button to poke her round navel knot.

Show me your belly button's hidden talents! Nia, I'm going to start with you. She demonstrated, quickly yanking her knot out from behind the rim of her belly button and twisting it around to create a round outie ball.

To demonstrate she tugged on the outie, easily pulling it out a full inch from her stomach. She turned to Vada next.

Vada held the notebook out to her and said, "Can you hold this for me? Then Vada took the end of the pencil and stuck it eraser-first into her belly button, wedging the thin wooden rod into the crevice between the inner and outer portion of her spiral belly button.

She took a deep breath before pushing her belly forward until the pencil touched the paper. As Michelle watched in amazement Vada flexed the toned muscles of her stomach, expertly maneuvering the pencil to write, My talent is my belly button's muscle control.

When she was finished Michelle pulled the notebook back to look at it. The words were barely wobbly, looking neat and legible considering they'd been written with a belly button rather than a hand.

Next was Imani, who pulled a handful of coins out of her pocket and handed them to Michelle. Imani did a backbend, placing her hands on the floor with her belly arched upward vulnerably.

Michelle located the smallest coin, a penny, and placed it inside Imani's navel. As she pushed it down the coin forced the walls of Imani's belly button apart slightly as she pressed it flush against the bottom of the belly hole.

The next five pennies slid in easily, stacking on top of each other to begin filling up Imani's deep innie. The remainder of the coins were quarters, and as Michelle pressed the first quarter down she watched as the coin forced the walls of Imani's belly button to stretch further while Imani panted, both from the effort of maintaining her backbend and stretching out her belly button.

Michelle slid in another quarter, and another. Each one forced the inner walls of Imani's navel to stretch out to accomodate the coins, which stacked up higher and higher until they were level with the rim of Imani's belly button.

Imani's stomach trembled precariously as Michelle stared with amazement at the coin-filled cavity. Michelle helped pull Imani to her feet, patting the young woman's shaking stomach as some of the coins fell from her belly button.

The rest remained stuffed inside, plugging up the hole even while Imani was standing. While Imani reached inside her belly button to begin removing the coins, Michelle stepped in front of Carlee.

She held up a large, round, sparkly green jewel. It was easily much larger than her already-big belly button but Michelle watched as Carlee placed the jewel over her navel and pressed down, forcing it into her stomach until, with a soft suctioning noise, it slid past the rim of her shallow innie.

The smooth, soft rim and walls of Carlee's belly button stretched to accomodate the large intruding gem. The young woman began to sway her hips from side to side, dragging them in mesmerizing circles that made her belly wobble and jiggle from the movement.

As she moved faster she began rolling her belly, sucking the chub in and letting it bounce out with a wild jiggle. In the center of her bouncing, wobbling belly the green jewel sparkled alluringly, staying in place despite the tummy movements.

After a moment Carlee's belly dancing slowed to a stop and she grinned proudly. Susan had contacted her for the sole purpose of judging the young women's belly buttons but Michelle was unsure how she could possible chose a winner.

Nia, Vada, Imani, and Carlee's belly buttons were all interesting and unique in their own ways. However, she had to make a decision.

And what makes a belly button amazing? Your belly buttons all have amazing qualities but I believe the most amazing belly button here is the one that is remarkably distinctive in both its size and sensitivity, with an appearance that is unlike any other I've ever seen.

Vada, you have the Most Amazing Belly Button! Nia, Imani and Carlee all surged forward, laughing as they hugged Vada and poked her spiral navel teasingly.

Michelle was so busy smiling at the sight that she jolted in surprise when Susan walked up to stand by her shoulder. In the excitement of the contest Michelle had all but forgotten that they were even being filmed.

You really are a belly button connoisseur. All those lovely belly buttons," She teased. I'm sure a bunch of my subscribers will decide to buy the full video!

It's always so exciting meeting others who share the same passion for belly buttons, and have such beautiful belly buttons of their own!

She certainly couldn't wait to share the experience with her subscribers, and perhaps she'd be able to find a way to keep in touch with Nia, Vada, Imani, and Carlee.

The four young women truly did have fantastic navels that Michelle would love to play with more. And who knew, maybe she could convince them to play with her belly button too?

It would only be fair play after all. Jeff and Skylar sit side by side on the couch eagerly anticipating this possible final play. Jeff who went to Roselawn University and Skylar who went to Northeastern and who's school happens to be Roselawn's biggest sports rival.

It's GOOD! Roselawn wins! Skylar meekly looks down at the floor and mutters " Oh crap. Whoever's team won the annual rivalry game between Roselawn and Northeastern got to pick a humiliating fate for the lose.

Izzie let out a soft exclamation of excitement as she saw the island come into view. At first it was just a small, dot-sized grey outline against the horizon, but as she sped her boat through the gently rolling ocean waves it gradually morphed into a larger, green-brown blob.

The closer she grew the easier it was for Izzie to make out the shape, and she took in the small beach leading up to the thicker clumps of trees that lay in the middle of the island.

Somewhere among the mountainous jungle was the Treasure of Lima, a cache of gold and silver buried on the uncivilized island by Spanish pirates centuries earlier -and Izzie was intent on finding it.

She cut the engine as she drove her boat up to the beach and threw down the anchor. The water was shallow enough that she wasn't worried about getting too wet, but she slipped out of her thick black boots and held them in her hands as she wadded the remaining few yards to the beach.

She put her boots back on and walked across the brief expanse of sand until she reached the edge of the jungle, stepping inside to get a glimpse at the foliage.

The way to the treasure was unmarked of course - no one had ever found it and with the island being uncolonized and inhabited only but an unknown number of natives, there weren't even so much as trails for her to follow.

However, Izzie wasn't known as one of the best explorers for nothing. She turned around and made to go back to her boat but before she stepped out of the trees instinct made her hold back.

She looked around and saw a cluster of natives walking across the beach toward her boat. There appeared to be two women and three men.

Their skin was a deep brown, shades darker than Izzie's own tan skin despite her time spent in hot deserts and sunny beaches. All only just covered their genitals with cloths that appeared to be made from animal skins, leaving their lean legs bare.

All had their stomachs, chests and arms exposed, and despite the tenseness of the situation Izzie found herself appreciatively eyeing their flat, muscular stomachs and the women's round, pert breasts.

Two of the men had shaved heads while the other had hair as long as the two women's, braided back neatly and simply.

Izzie hovered behind a tree as she observed the natives approaching her boat. She heard them discussing though she was too far away to make out what language they were speaking.

Then to her horror she watched them climb aboard and systematically gather or toss out all of her items. The natives on the island weren't known for being the most welcoming to outsiders -hence why it remained uncolonized.

They'd likely destroy her boat once they'd finished looting it and Izzie didn't plan to stick around for when they went searching for the intruder who'd arrived on the boat.

Resigning herself to the loss of her backpacks, food, and other supplies, she looked down at her body. All she had on her were her boots, green cargo shorts, cropped grey tank top, elastic holding back her ponytail, and the small knife and compass she happened to have in her pocket.

At least that would be useful. Deciding to leave the question of her escape from the island for another time, she grabbed her compass and set off toward the heart of the island where the treasure was most likely to lie.

The air was thick with humidity and despite it being early morning Izzie found herself struggling to see too far into the distance, which was an unpleasant disadvantage in a new environment.

The further she went into the jungle the less light was able to filter through the layers of branches, leaves and vines and she found herself stepping even more carefully through the underbrush to compensate.

After nearly two hours of hiking through the jungle and working up a good sweat doing so, Izzie began to see more light filtering through the treetops.

She picked up the pace and it didn't take long before she was eagerly stepping out of the jungle.

The sight that greeted her took her breath away for a moment, and she would have taken a picture had her camera not been likely destroyed by the natives.

She stood atop a cliff leading down to a ravine with a fast-moving river, and all around her was the picturesque sight of untouched jungle and mountains.

Izzie walked carefully to the edge of the cliff. After looking for a few minutes she spotted rough steps carved into the cliff edge not far away.

She went over and began carefully climbing down them. It was possible they were made by the natives but equally possible that they were made by Spanish pirates centuries ago.

Due to her care in moving downward without slipping over the edge it took Izzie nearly a half hour to reach the bottom of the steps.

The river flowed and burbled only twenty feet below, but it was fast and wide enough that Izzie didn't like her chances of swimming across it -not to mention whatever creatures might be hovering in wait below the surface.

Luckily at the bottom of the steps was a suspension bridge that led to the other side of the ravine. Its bottom was made from thin roughly-cut cylindrical tree branches and trunks, and it was tied with rope and had amateurly-woven rope sides.

Izzie cautiously touched one rope-woven side and gave it a shake. The bridge had to be centuries old but despite her misgivings it seemed to be the best way across.

Holding onto the rope on either side she stepped out onto the bridge. It creaked and the wood felt weak beneath her boots, but it held as she stepped further and further across.

She took cautious steps until in the middle of the bridge, she heard a louder creak. Izzie froze for a moment but, hearing nothing else and having nowhere else to go, she took another step forward.

Then the pieces of wood she was standing on gave way, dropping into the water below. Izzie felt her heart skip and beat and she screamed involuntarily as she fell, barely managing to grab onto the edges of the bridge.

She held on tightly as her body dangled in the rotted hole, and she could feel the spray of the river hitting her bare legs. She grasped the edges of the bridge more tightly and tried to pull herself up, but more of the wood gave way and sent her tumbling into the water below.

The water flowed relentlessly around her as it pushed her downstream. It was a shallow enough river that Izzie could touch the bottom but her feet only scrabbled against it, unable to find purchase.

It was all she could do to push herself up above the surface after each time she was shoved under, gasping for breath.

The walls of the ravine were growing lower and lower and the water grew deeper until she could no longer touch the bottom - the river must have been emptying out into a pond.

Finally Izzie caught sight of a large fallen tree trunk jutting out of the water near the shore. Mustering up her remaining strength she paddled as hard as she could and managed to grab onto the furthest branch.

With her arms aching she pulled herself inward. The large trunk blocked some of the rushing water so she was able to continue pulling herself into shallower, calmer water before wadding onto shore.

Izzie collapsed on the mossy, grassy shore next to the lake with her chest heaving as she gasped for air. She was so exhausted she felt that she might pass out but she forced herself to crawl further inland until she could slump against a nearby tree, wanting to at least put some distance between herself and potential crocodiles that might come from the lake.

Then she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, still trying to recover from the ordeal. When Izzie came to again she felt marginally recovered.

Her muscles were still aching but had regained some of their energy and her clothes and body had dried thanks to the heat of the island.

For a moment she didn't want to get up, feeling warm and cozy under the weight of her blanket. There were no blankets in the jungle. With mounting horror she looked down to see large scaly coils wrapped around her body.

Izzie immediately began to struggle. Though she wasn't afraid of snakes in general she knew that having a snake coiled around her while she was helpless and alone in the jungle meant nothing but bad news.

The snake looked to be a type of python and its coils were at least half a foot in diameter. The tail end of the snake's body was wrapped above her ankles, then there were a series of coils wrapped in succession around Izzie's knees, thighs and hips, with yet another coil wrapped under her breasts, leaving only her calves, midriff, and torso above her ribs free.

In spite of her struggling her arms were pinned to her sides by the coils and the weight of the snake's large, heavy body prevented her from even so much as rolling onto her side or her stomach.

She gasped as she felt the snake constrict sightly, squeezing her body tightly. Izzie watched with trepidation as the snake's head bent down and skimmed over her flat, toned, bare belly and she could see its tongue flicking rapidly as it tasted the air and her skin.

As she felt the snake's damp pink tongue touch her skin she tried to suck in her stomach, but the snake's coils were already squeezing her so tightly that she found herself unable to do so.

The snake continued its exploration until it located Izzie's deep, oval-shaped innie navel. Izzie let out an involuntary burst of laughter when she felt the python's forked tongue flick over the rim of her belly button.

The spasming of her belly from the laughter must have excited the snake's curiosity as it moved its head in order to probe its tongue fully into Izzie's belly button.

The noise didn't deter the snake as its tongue continued flickering around the walls of Izzie's belly button, occasionally touching the soft deep bottom of her navel.

She knew that if she didn't find a way to get free the large predator would eventually grow tired of exploring her belly button and swallow her whole, but she simply couldn't find the energy to continue attempting an escape.

Suddenly the flicking sensation in her navel stopped. Izzie tiredly blinked her eyes open to see the figure of a woman standing in front of her, with the python's head clutched in her strong grip as she held its jaws shut.

The woman poured water from a canteen on the snake's coils, splashing some on Izzie's midriff and legs as she did so. The snake began to wriggle as its body temperature was upset and it released its tight grip on Izzie's body.

The coils slid away from her body one by one as the python slithered back into the jungle. Torn between gratefulness and annoyance, Izzie glowered up at her rival.

She must of made a nice contrast to Izzie, who felt strands of her blonde hair falling out of her ponytail and had streaks of dirt on her skin and small tears in her clothes from her time in the river.

Alexandra stepped closer until she loomed over Izzie who remained lying slumped on the ground. She ignored Alexandra's pleased smirk.

People have been talking about the Treasure of Lima for hundreds of years and it doesn't take a genius to know it's more likely to be inland than out by the shores.

You help me find the treasure, and I'll help you get off this island. I did see what happened to your boat.

She knew that this was her rival's way of saying that Izzie was a better treasure hunter than her without actually admitting it. If Alexandra felt confident in her own exploring skills she'd simply leave Izzie to rot and find the treasure herself.

And the same thing didn't happen to yours? I'm not stupid enough to just leave all my supplies out in the open. Loathe as she was to partner with her biggest rival she had to admit the partnership would be perfectly beneficial for them each.

Izzie knew she could find the island's treasure and it would be even easier with access to the tools Alexandra undoubtedly kept in her pack.

But the treasure would be a worthless find if she remained stranded on the island without a boat to make the two hour travel back to the mainland.

Despite the island being uncivilized and uncharted Izzie had a guess as to where the treasure would be located. Research and speculation on the island, the treasure, and the pirates who hid it there indicated that they would have put it as far inland as possible.

Luckily Alexandra had a topographical map in her pack which, along with Izzie's compass, led them toward the center of the island. The two traded barbs and insults as they made their way through the jungle, only stopping to share some protein bars and water.

It was nearing sundown as they reached the point where, according to Izzie's best estimates, the center of the island was. Izzie turned to see a small pile of rocks in the shape of a pyramid, so intentional that it couldn't have been done by anyone but humans.

The two explorers hurried past the formation and spotted another not long after. They followed the pyramid trail through the clumps of trees and bushes until they emerged in a small plain.

In front of them lay different stone formations in the shapes of arches and small pyramids, along with some large stones simply lying on the ground with no apparent purpose.

On the far end of the plain was a small temple sitting on top of a man-made hill. Five large step-like stacks of stones with a small staircase in the center formed a mound on top of which sat an ancient temple.

It was small, perhaps the size of a house, with two solid stone side walls and a back wall. The front wall of the temple consisted of two large stone pillars.

In some places the stone was nearly overgrown with vines and moss, indicating its age. They exchanged an excited glance before hurrying toward it.

They bounded up the steps of the mound and then the steps of the temple until they were inside. She spun slowly around to get a good look at the faded carvings inlaid on the walls and ceiling inside the temple.

If only she had her camera she would have taken the time to document every inch. Izzie took another look around the small space, which was bare apart from the carvings, and began doing the same.

She felt along the seams of the walls, moving slowly as she took in the sight of the carvings. It nagged at her that the walls didn't look thick enough to hide much of a compartment or staircase and she turned her gaze to the floor.

After a few moments of searching she noticed a running rectangular-shaped groove in one of the corners. It's-" The words died in her throat as she took in the sight before her.

Standing on the other side of the temple were two native men stone-faced and holding spears. Struggling silently in between them with one of the men's hands holding her mouth shut was Alexandra.

Izzie tried to make a run for it but when she reached the front of the temple a native woman stepped out from behind one of the pillars, pulling Izzie against her bare chest with strong arms.

The three natives led Izzie and Alexandra out of the temple and down the steps to where two more natives -a man and a woman- were standing in the field.

It had to be the group of five who had taken Izzie's boat. The native holding Izzie captive led her over to the other two waiting natives.

The man was holding a large wooden pole that was longer in length than Izzie's body and at least a foot thick in diameter. The woman holding Izzie released her only to roughly yank her cropped tank top over head, leaving her in her grey sports bra, and push her onto the ground.

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While not as slim as Michelle's, Susan had a nice stomach that was covered in a thin layer of pudge, and her oval innie looked to be rather deep.

Your job is to work with our lovely contestants and determine who has the Most Amazing Belly Button! Here, let me introduce you to them. All of the women, who looked to be in their late teens or early twenties, turned as Susan and Michelle approached.

Nia was tall and slim with warm dark brown skin, chocolate brown eyes, and long, straight black hair that flowed down past her shoulder-blades.

A red leather bandeau crop top covered her ample breasts while a low-rise black mini skirt sat low on her hips and hugged her curvy ass, leaving her flat stomach and inbetweenie navel bared.

Vada was shorter and had hazel eyes and black hair with streaks of purple, blue, and green that was tied back into a messy bun on top of her head.

Michelle could see glints of silver dotting her pale skin from her nose piercing and multiple ear piercings. Vada was nearly as slim as Nia, and her small, perky breasts were covered by a long-sleeve white crop top while low-rise light-wash jeans were slung low on her hips.

In between the hem of her jeans and the bottom of her shirt lay an expanse of toned, pale stomach with a fascinating spiral belly button.

Knowing that she'd have time to examine all the women's belly buttons in depth later, Michelle turned to the next contestant. Imani had light golden brown skin and a wild mane of shoulder-length kinky black hair.

Her striped rainbow turtleneck top only just covered her large breasts leaving her pudgy belly exposed, while her low-rise golden-yellow skinny jeans sat low on her hips, pushing against the soft skin of her lower belly to create a slight muffin top.

The final contestant, Carlee, was of average height with light skin, short wavy brown hair, and deep blue eyes. Her small breasts made the size of her rounded belly even more attractive.

Her black yoga pants hugged her hips and the soft pudge of her lower belly, and her gray sleeveless cropped tank top rode up even more due to the curve of her stomach so that the bunched hem was resting on her upper belly, exposing the rounded apex of her stomach with a shallow innie navel in the center.

Susan ushered the four contestants to stand in a row on the taped x's while Michelle finished getting ready. From her bag she pulled out a fashionable utility belt that would allow her to carry the tools she'd need for examining and testing the young women's belly buttons.

Video cameras were set up on stands in front of each of the contestants, and Susan was carrying another camera that she'd likely be using to get more dynamic, close-up shots of the belly buttons.

Michelle turned to face the camera and shot a bright, enthusiastic smile. Our four contestants will each have a chance to prove that their belly button has what it takes the win the title.

First, I'm going to gather the measurements of each contestant's belly button. In the center of Nia's flat stomach lay her inbetweenie navel which was shaped like a semi-circle.

Filling up the belly hole was a smooth, round knot that protruded outward. The rims above and beside the knot formed a taut, smooth semi-circle but the bottom rim of Nia's navel jutted up, partially covering the knot of her belly button.

From a pocket of her utility belt Michelle removed a small, thin pocket-sized ruler that was a perfect size to fit inside even a tiny belly button.

She lay the cool metal of the ruler on Nia's toned stomach directly on top of her belly button, measuring its diameter.

Then she twisted the ruler to hold it above Nia's navel with the tip pointing downward. Michelle placed her fingertip on Nia's navel knot, reveling in the feeling of the warm, smooth nub.

She carefully pulled downward on the knot in order to push the ruler into the tight fold between the nub and the upper rim of Nia's belly button.

She slid the ruler down until it hit the bottom of the crevice. She slid her slim hand across her stomach, caressing her bare belly until her fingers reached her navel.

Nia forced the lower rim of her belly button down so that she could reach inside and grab her round navel knot. She pulled upwards and Michelle watched in amazement as the movement forced the rim of her belly button down until it was flat while her navel knot protruded fully.

Nia twisted the knot sharply to the side as if she was turning a doorknob, twisted it another time and then let go; miraculously, the knot remained protruding in a perfect outie.

It looked even larger when it was free from the confines of Nia's belly hole, like a smooth round ball sticking out from the flatness of her belly. She lifted the ruler and held it up to Nia's outie to measure how far it protruded.

Nia smiled proudly. Filled with curiosity Michelle gazed at Nia's outie. Bending closer she looked at the bottom of the knot, where the base was twisted up several times in order to force the ball to remain in its protruding position.

Nia shook her head. I could leave it like this for hours before it gets uncomfortable. And to make it go back to normal, all you need to do is press on it.

She stroked the round ball of an outie, feeling the unbroken smoothness of the skin underneath her touch. With her fingertip placed directly on the center of the outie she pushed down, forcing the knot towards Nia's stomach.

As she pressed down she felt a jolt beneath her finger and the knot slid down, with the lower rim of Nia's navel bouncing into place to help conceal her navel nub.

Vada's belly button was shaped like a large spiral. The upper rim of her belly button was curved and protruding outward, protecting the inner spiral, while the lower rim was pressed concave into Vada's belly, causing the bottom portion of the spiral to protrude outward.

She placed the ruler across Vada's belly button to measure the diameter. She raised her eyebrows and whistled softly when she saw the number.

As soon as she did so, Vada began giggling, causing her belly to shake slightly with mirth. She pushed the ruler deeper into the crevice until it touched the bottom.

Stepping to the side she turned her gaze to Imani, admiring the younger woman's belly. Thanks to her revealing crop top the fullness of her soft, pudgy belly was on display, with her deep innie navel the star of the show.

It wasn't quite a circle, instead a gentle oval that was larger horizontally than vertically. While the rim was smooth when Michelle peered closer she could see small folds and creases running along the innner walls, traveling down to the bottom.

The bottom was a black hole, too deep for the studio light to reach it, so Michelle probed a finger inside the deep hole, eliciting a giggle from Imani.

She could feel the bumps of the folds along the walls as she pressed her finger down even further, impressed at the sheer depth of the hole; all of the creases and folds led to a tiny slightly-raised knot at the bottom.

Michelle fingered the nub, eliciting another soft giggle. Imani shrugged. Imani pulled her index finger out with a soft 'pop', allowing Michelle to insert the ruler.

Michelle pushed down on the thin metal rod, watching with excitement as it slid deeper and deeper into the hole. When it finally hit the bottom she raised her eyebrow at the resulting number.

With a smirk Michelle winked at the young woman before moving on to the final contestant. Carlee's round, protruding tummy stuck out further than Imani's did, and her belly button was much larger as well.

The oval-shaped innie was shallow, making it easy to see the secrets it held inside. The inner walls of the belly button were completely smooth, leading down to a completely flat bottom that Michelle was just aching to touch.

Instead she raised the ruler to get the measurements of Carlee's belly button. She poked the tip of the ruler inside the hole, where it reached the bottom at record speed.

Shallow for an innie," Michelle commented, removing the ruler. Tell me when the pressure becomes uncomfortable. The flat bottom was as smooth and soft as silk, creating a pleasant sensation against Michelle's finger as she pressed down on it.

As she pushed against the bottom of Carlee's navel the rims of her belly button began to depress inward, creating a pucker on her stomach that grew larger and larger the more Michelle pressed on Carlee's belly button.

After a few seconds Carlee said, "Stop! Although Michelle stopped pushing down she didn't remove her finger. Instead she took out her ruler and slid it into the tight, narrow space between her finger and the wall of Carlee's navel.

She kept sliding down until the ruler was at the bottom in order to measure how far down it was possible for Carlee's belly button to compress.

Carlee let out a small huffed breath of relief when Michelle removed her finger, and she rubbed the apex of her belly directly on top of her navel.

The long yellow tube had a large, round clear plastic suction cup on the end. Michelle placed the suction directly over Carlee's large innie, pressing down slightly into the softness of her belly in order to completely cover the hole.

Then she began to pull up on the lever, removing air from the suction. Carlee moaned softly as the rim of her belly button was pulled upwards, rubbing against the inner edges of the suction cup.

Michelle kept pulling on the lever and with a sudden, soft 'pop' the entirety of Carlee's innie was tugged up unto the cup, filling it up.

Carlee was panting softly, staring at her innie trapped in the suction cup with wide eyes. Michelle pulled a rubber band out of her utility belt and slid it around the base of Carlee's belly button just beneath the bottom of the suction.

She wrapped the rubber band tightly until Carlee winced from the pressure; then Michelle pushed down on the lever of the venom extractor, releasing Carlee's navel from the confines of the suction cup.

When she removed the extractor she gazed at Carlee's forced outie navel. There was a small dip around the edges of the belly button, a slight crevice between Carlee's navel and the rest of her pudgy belly, but her navel was nevertheless protruding obviously outward.

The reddened, bulging knob looked almost like a bottle cap - it was completely flat on top with curved sides that bent down to meet the rubber band that was wrapped tightly around the base.

Michelle gently ran her finger over the outie. The top of the forced outie -which was actually the bottom of Carlee's natural innie- was still soft and silky-smooth, but slightly more stretched out by the pressure of its forced unnatural position and the too-tight rubber band.

Carlee's belly was trembling slightly as she panted, clearly feeling an ache in her navel. Carlee automatically arched her back, following the movement as Michelle tugged on her navel.

Michelle placed her free hand on Carlee's soft upper belly, forcing it to remain still as she stretched the outie belly button further from Carlee's belly.

Carlee's stomach was trembling even more fiercely now and she was panting softly before she finally moaned and exclaimed, "Stop!

No more, please! She kept her grip on the slightly elongated knot of Carlee's navel and held her ruler up to it. She released Carlee's outie, noticing the other young woman's gasp of relief as the round, smooth knob bounced back into place, looking even redder than before.

Taking pity on the poor girl, Michelle reached down and untied the rubber band from Carlee's belly button.

As soon as it was free the innie navel slid back down, making a seamless transition from a round, protruding bulb to its normal oval indent in Carlee's belly.

When Michelle looked inside she could see that the innie still looked sore and red from the abused, so she gently massaged the bottom of Carlee's navel for a moment.

Then she stepped to the side to face the next contestant, Imani. Michelle repeated the process, slipping her finger into Imani's deep innie in order to see how far down she could depress the belly button.

As she pushed down her finger forced the walls of Imani's belly button apart, brushing up against the creases and folds along the walls. She finally touched the small round knot at the bottom, amazed by how deep her finger was already.

It looked like it was being swallowed up by Imani's navel. Still Michelle began to press deeper, pushing down on the knot.

To her surprise there was almost no resistance; the bottom of Imani's navel immediately sunk deeper into her soft stomach.

Michelle pressed harder, putting even more pressure on the bottom of the belly button. The skin surrounding the rim of Imani's belly button dimpled from the pressure but still Michelle found her finger sliding down deeper and deeper.

Imani let out a moan that sounded more from pleasure than pain. Her belly began to quiver slightly, showing the first signs of resistance.

Michelle jabbed her finger down further, feeling the soft, warm walls of Imani's belly button folded around her index finger. Under her fingertip the knot of Imani's belly button was pressed flat, and underneath Michelle could feel the weak, trembling muscles of Imani's belly.

Imani let out another moan and gasped, "I can't take any more! She watched the thin metal object slide down deeper and deeper, feeling it glide against her finger as it traveled.

When it finally hit the bottom she gaped at the number. Michelle almost felt bad about what she had to do next, since Imani's belly button had to still be sore from the amount she'd forced it inward.

But that didn't stop her from taking out the extractor and placing the clear suction cup over Imani's navel. Imani nodded, so Michelle began pulling up on the lever of the extractor.

At first nothing happened even as the lever moved up higher and higher, sucking the air out of the suction.

Then Imani moaned softly, placing her hands on either side of her soft belly. As Michelle watched, the taut, smooth rim of Imani's belly button began slowly moving upwards into the suction, pressing against the inner walls of the clear cup.

If she looked closely she could see, through the class of the tube, that the walls of Imani's belly button were trembling slightly. Michelle watched with wide eyes.

Was the extractor really pulling that hard on her belly button to try to force it into an outie? Finally when Michelle had almost pulled the lever as far as it could go, Imani let out another loud moan.

Slowly her innie slid upward, first the rims and walls of her belly button traveling up into the suction before the small knot at the bottom of her belly button joined too.

Imani panted heavily as she and Michelle both stared at the belly button filling up the suction cup. Michelle took out another rubber band and tied it tightly around the bottom of Imani's belly button.

She wrapped it extra tightly around the base, worried that if she tied it too loosely then Imani's navel would slip free and slid back into the belly hole where it so desperately wanted to stay.

Michelle bit her lip and released the lever. To her pleased satisfaction Imani's navel remained forced into an outie once the extractor was removed.

Though the outie didn't protrude very far outward from Imani's belly it instead ballooned out to the sides, making it look like she had a large, flat donut for a navel.

In the center of the outie was a deep concave pucker where Imani's navel knot lay. Since it was tied so tightly the forced outie was quickly turning red, looking like it had to be throbbing in pain.

Michelle slipped her fingers around the sides of Imani's new outie navel and, gripping it tightly, began to pull. The donut-shaped outie felt firm and smooth under her fingers, and just like when Michelle had tested the depth of Imani's belly button, it offered no resistance at first.

It was surprisingly easy for Michelle to tug the protruding knot upward, away from Imani's soft stomach. Imani stayed admirably silent for a few seconds before moaning loudly the further Michelle pulled it out.

Her moaning grew louder, alternating with heavy panting as Michelle continued stretching the elongated navel. It seemed like Michelle might wrench the button off of Imani's stomach entirely before the contestant finally exclaimed, "Stop!

Her eyes popped and she murmured, "1. Imani's fingers trembled as she untied the rubber band that was gripping the base of her belly button.

As soon as the rubber band was gone Imani's innie pushed a concave hole down into her belly, unable to stand another second of forced protrusion.

Michelle reached out and massaged her thumb over the rim of Imani's belly button before slipping her finger inside and gently rubbing the inner walls too.

Imani groaned softly, though it seemed to be more from relief and appreciation than anything else. Michelle placed her fingertip on the nub at the center of the large spiral and began pressing downward.

The meaty center of the spiral resisted slightly as Michelle pushed on it, but it slowly sank down into Vada's flat tummy.

Beneath the thick, firm knot she could feel the tenseness of the muscles of Vada's stomach. After a few more seconds when Michelle's finger was beginning to ache from the amount of pressure she was exerting, Vada blurted, "That's enough!

The center of the spiral was slightly red but as she watched it quickly faded back to its normal pale skintone, clearly undamaged by the depth testing.

She gazed at the large spiral, wondering if she could even do the elasticity test. Vada nodded. Vada pushed her fingers together toward the center of her navel, forcing the spiral to protrude outwards.

As she pressed, the knot at the center of the spiral began jutting out slightly further than the rest of the spiral. Michelle obediently pinched the large knot at the center of the spiral between her fingers and began to pull.

As she moved her fingers away from Vada's tummy, the tugging motion caused the lower, protruding rim of Vada's spiral to stick out further, while the knot that Michelle was pulling on stuck out the furthest.

She could see that the knot grasped between her fingers was beginning to redden from the combined pinching and pulling, and after a few more seconds Vada said, "Stop!

She let go of the knot and it slowly slunk back into place, curling inward to resume its rest in the center of the large spiral. Vada absentmindedly rubbed her navel with the flat palm of her hand while Michelle commented, "Fairly impressive for such a shallow belly button.

The young woman's slim, flat belly was trembling slightly in anticipation as she gazed back at Michelle. Michelle thumbed down the lower rim of Nia's belly button to reveal the entirety of her round, smooth navel knot.

Placing her fingertip flat on the center of the knot she began to push down. The knot flattened in a satisfying manner, offering no resistance as Michelle pushed it down into Nia's belly.

As she pressed deeper she could feel Nia's stomach muscles tensing and there was a faint throbbing of her pulse behind the thick navel knot.

Michelle slid the ruler down into the indent she'd forced into Nia's belly. She pulled her finger away and Nia's navel knot bounced upward, with the lower rim of her belly button sliding back up a second later to half-cover the nub.

Without prompting Nia grabbed her own navel knot and pulled on it, twisting a few times to transform the appendage into a round, smooth outie ball.

Though the ball alone protruded half an inch from Nia's toned stomach, Michelle was more interested in seeing how far she could forced the knot to stretch out.

With Nia's outie gripped firmly between her thumb and forefinger, Michelle began to pull. The soft, smooth skin of the outie stretched beneath her fingers, allowing the twisted base of the belly button to elongate.

Nia was barely moving, taking shallow breaths as she watched Michelle tug on her belly button with wide, eager eyes.

Her stomach trembled from the effort of holding still as her stretched belly button became more and more taut. Michelle was speechless, unable to comment on the situation even if she'd wanted to.

Earlier she'd been amazed at how far Imani's belly button had been able to stretch but already Nia's outie had far surpassed Imani's in elasticity.

Her belly button looked like a long, thin tube as Michelle continued stretching it, heedless of Nia's trembling and the way she was biting her lip, clearly trying not to let any moans or groans escape her mouth.

Just when she was convinced that Nia's belly button was going to twist off in her fingers, the poor appendage unable to bridge the large gap between Michelle's hand and Nia's belly any longer, Nia gasped, "Stop!

Her eyes almost popped out when she read, "3 inches? Nia began heaving in deep breaths, gently patting her navel which looked flushed and sore from the abuse.

That has to be the most elastic belly button I've ever seen. She wasn't sure which navel she was most impressed by; the shape and size of Vada's belly button was delightfully unique, while Imani's belly button was unbelievably deep and malleable.

The smoothness and silkiness of the bottom of Carlee's made touching it an addiction, and Michelle was fascinated by Nia's effortless ability to transform her inbetweenie into a round, perfect outie that could be stretched beyond the limits of most belly buttons.

Perhaps the sensitivity test would give her better insight as to which belly button was deserving of the Most Amazing Belly Button title.

She considered saving Nia for last again as the dark-skinned woman was still rubbing her aching navel, but instead Michelle stepped closer to the young woman.

Tell me, do you think you have a sensitive belly button? The round nub didn't change in appearance at all. So it will affect your belly button if I use this?

To her amusement Nia automatically sucked in her stomach, making the already-slim belly even more concave. Michelle giggled and placed the feather on top of Nia's exposed outie belly button, wiggling it rapidly.

The usually proud and composed young woman burst into giggles, bending slightly at the waist and reaching out to try to protect her belly button.

Luckily Vada stepped over and grabbed Nia's wrists, pulling them behind her back to prevent her from stopping the tickling.

Nia laughed even harder at the teasing, her belly shaking as Michelle relentlessly waved the feather over the top of the knot and around the sides of the base.

After a few more seconds Michelle put the feather back into her belt and placed her fingertip on the top of Nia's outie.

With a gentle push she shoved the outie back into its hole, returning it to its inbetweenie-state for a much-needed rest.

Vada moved back to stand on top of her marked x, looking both excited and wary and Michelle stood in front of her.

Michelle smirked at the pale young woman in front of her. The object was brand-new, with the bristles on the head still stiff from coming just out of the box.

Michelle didn't bother to hide her grin when Vada gaped, looking nervous. Michelle turned the electric toothbrush on and placed it on top of the center of Vada's spiral navel, letting the bristles swirl in rapid circles over the sensitive skin.

Vada burst out laughing immediately, squrming as much as she could while trapped in Nia's hold. Stohohohop, it tihihickles!

She held the toothbrush in one hand and used her other hand to push down on Vada's belly, pulling on the bottom rim and side rim of Vada's navel to try to create an opening.

Then she turned the toothbrush, sliding the head into the crevice at the center of the spiral. Vada was falling apart, and Michelle could see that all three of the other contestants were giggling at her predicament.

With a reluctant sigh Michelle pulled the toothbrush out of Vada's belly button and turned it off. The pale woman's stomach was still shaking with aftershocks from the tickle attack when Michelle patted it comfortingly.

Leaving Vada to recover Michelle moved to stand in front of Imani. The contestant stuck her soft, golden brown belly out like a challenge, looking unconcerned by Michelle's proximity.

Michelle wiggled her finger around the rim of Imani's deep innie before poking her finger in and tickling the inner walls of her belly button.

Imani giggled quietly but Michelle was looking for a stronger reaction. She pulled out the fluffy purple feather and stuck it inside Imani's belly button, twirling it around so the soft whisps of the feather swirled over the sensitive skin of her inner navel walls.

Imani continued giggling quietly. Michelle frowned and pulled out her electric toothbrush. She turned the toothbrush on and slid it inside Imani's belly button.

She dragged it over the walls of Imani's navel as she pushed it down further and further. When the toothbrush hit the bottom of the deep innie Michelle maneuvered it around, letting the stiff whirling bristles flick rapidly over the small knot at the bottom of Imani's belly button.

Still, Imani continued giggling softly. Stumped, Michelle put the toothbrush away and considered Imani's belly button. She was close to giving up and moving on to Carlee before a wicked idea crossed her mind.

Michelle crouched down until her face was level with Imani's belly button. She grabbed the contestant by the sides of her plush muffin top and put her mouth on top of Imani's belly hole before blowing a loud raspberry.

Imani let out a loud, wordless shriek of laughter, a reaction that even she seemed surprised by. Michelle grinned and put her lips to Imani's belly button again, blowing another raspberry.

Then she slipped her tongue inside the deep cavity, swiping her tongue in circles around the inner walls of Imani's belly button.

Noisy giggles from above her head told Michelle that her tickling attempts were a success. She poked her tongue deeper, pressing her face flush to the softness of Imani's belly in order to let her tongue reach the bottom of the hole.

She managed to flick her tongue tip across the small knot at the bottom of Imani's belly button, eliciting a loud stream of laughter.

Will you admit to being ticklish or do I need to pry it out of you? Carlee giggled. Taking her at her word, Michelle poked her finger into Carlee's large, shallow innie.

She scratched her fingernail gently over the flat, smooth bottom of Carlee's belly button, eliciting some cute, snorting giggles from the other girl.

Michelle wiggled her finger faster, swirling her nail over the bottom of Carlee's innie until the other girl was shaking with laughter, her soft belly jiggling up and down with it.

Michelle pulled her finger away and smiled at the four young women. I know whose belly button is the softest," She poked Carlee's innie, eliciting another giggle, before she stepped in front of Imani, "the deepest," and she pinched the rim of Imani's belly button, "the largest and the most sensitive," She teased, stroking Vada's spiral navel, "and the most elastic," and she pulled down on the bottom rim of Nia's belly button to poke her round navel knot.

Show me your belly button's hidden talents! Nia, I'm going to start with you. She demonstrated, quickly yanking her knot out from behind the rim of her belly button and twisting it around to create a round outie ball.

To demonstrate she tugged on the outie, easily pulling it out a full inch from her stomach. She turned to Vada next.

Vada held the notebook out to her and said, "Can you hold this for me? Then Vada took the end of the pencil and stuck it eraser-first into her belly button, wedging the thin wooden rod into the crevice between the inner and outer portion of her spiral belly button.

She took a deep breath before pushing her belly forward until the pencil touched the paper. As Michelle watched in amazement Vada flexed the toned muscles of her stomach, expertly maneuvering the pencil to write, My talent is my belly button's muscle control.

When she was finished Michelle pulled the notebook back to look at it. The words were barely wobbly, looking neat and legible considering they'd been written with a belly button rather than a hand.

Next was Imani, who pulled a handful of coins out of her pocket and handed them to Michelle. Imani did a backbend, placing her hands on the floor with her belly arched upward vulnerably.

Michelle located the smallest coin, a penny, and placed it inside Imani's navel. As she pushed it down the coin forced the walls of Imani's belly button apart slightly as she pressed it flush against the bottom of the belly hole.

The next five pennies slid in easily, stacking on top of each other to begin filling up Imani's deep innie. The remainder of the coins were quarters, and as Michelle pressed the first quarter down she watched as the coin forced the walls of Imani's belly button to stretch further while Imani panted, both from the effort of maintaining her backbend and stretching out her belly button.

Michelle slid in another quarter, and another. Each one forced the inner walls of Imani's navel to stretch out to accomodate the coins, which stacked up higher and higher until they were level with the rim of Imani's belly button.

Imani's stomach trembled precariously as Michelle stared with amazement at the coin-filled cavity. Michelle helped pull Imani to her feet, patting the young woman's shaking stomach as some of the coins fell from her belly button.

The rest remained stuffed inside, plugging up the hole even while Imani was standing. While Imani reached inside her belly button to begin removing the coins, Michelle stepped in front of Carlee.

She held up a large, round, sparkly green jewel. It was easily much larger than her already-big belly button but Michelle watched as Carlee placed the jewel over her navel and pressed down, forcing it into her stomach until, with a soft suctioning noise, it slid past the rim of her shallow innie.

The smooth, soft rim and walls of Carlee's belly button stretched to accomodate the large intruding gem. The young woman began to sway her hips from side to side, dragging them in mesmerizing circles that made her belly wobble and jiggle from the movement.

As she moved faster she began rolling her belly, sucking the chub in and letting it bounce out with a wild jiggle. In the center of her bouncing, wobbling belly the green jewel sparkled alluringly, staying in place despite the tummy movements.

After a moment Carlee's belly dancing slowed to a stop and she grinned proudly. Susan had contacted her for the sole purpose of judging the young women's belly buttons but Michelle was unsure how she could possible chose a winner.

Nia, Vada, Imani, and Carlee's belly buttons were all interesting and unique in their own ways. However, she had to make a decision.

And what makes a belly button amazing? Your belly buttons all have amazing qualities but I believe the most amazing belly button here is the one that is remarkably distinctive in both its size and sensitivity, with an appearance that is unlike any other I've ever seen.

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