She has clearly swallowed the hero of this myth. The unbearable stomach gurgles are bad enough, and they have her languishing helplessly on her back with the belly ache, but she's dismayed to find there's more discomfort in store. The svelte, shapely, sexy stomach she's so proud of, the tantalizing dips and curves with which she's lured countless travelers to their doom within, and which has never failed to work down her prey, now visibly ripples and bulges with the purposeful movements of her latest would-be victim, fighting for release. Her sculpted, perfect belly button rises and falls like a ship on a stormy sea, borne up and down on the rippling waves their struggle causes on the surface of her stomach until the delicate, sensitive navel is bruised and sore. Clench her stomach muscles to squish this bug as she might, they stubbornly resist inside of her, a groaning ache that churns in her core, creates fluttering, painful bulges upon her flat, perfect stomach, and irritates her belly button from the inside with relentless shoving and pawing until she can't help but clutch her aching belly and groan out in pain.

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