Crickets chirped outside of Belgium's small home. Inside, you could find the Belgian woman sitting in a chair, almost completely nude, while watching Ghost Adventures. In a jar beside her were two female countries: England and France.
Belgium was aware of the intense rivalry the two had. Between who had the better chest to who had the most land as an empire, the rivals did not get the hint. The only times they stopped their ridiculous rivalry was when they were fighting on the same side, and even then their rivalry barely died, reduced to nothing more than jabs and insults.
She sighed, eyes flicking over to the jar before moving back to the screen. "Hey! Let us out!" France pleaded.
"Let us out now, you bloody wanker!" England shouted. That nearly set the curvy Belgian woman off, but she held her tongue. Her breasts and ass were in need of an upgrade, and she had the perfect two prey to suck into her body.
