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"FORTUNE TELLER" was written with capital letters on the board Vicky was standing in front of. The dark haired beauty pondered for few seconds. She didn't really believe in those things but was curious anyway. There was such a mysterious aura emanating from this old tent that she couldn't help but feel attracted. Vicky looked around her. The funfair was crowded and all the carousels she wanted to ride were full of people with a long waiting line. The weather was hot and she didn't feel like standing under the powerful sun for hours just to ride a merry-go-round or to eat some popcorns. Vicky came to this funfair because it was close to her place and to kill boredom. But waiting in line was close to her definition of boredom so she wandered around and found this weird tent that no one seem to be curious about.

The dark haired beauty scratched her head and bite her lips. What was the risk anyway? A fake fortune teller would probably tell her meaningless lies that she would forget right after. Vicky took a breath and wiped her forehead from sweat. As usual, the woman was wearing a crop top that would let a large portion of her belly on display, as much as her deep innie. Her round cleavage was also a little bit visible. The sunlight made her dangling navel piercing glimmer at every of her belly moves, enticing this lovely part of her body. Vicky gathered her long hair in a ponytail to refresh herself and her crop top lifted up a little bit more. Then, she entered.

The inside was dark but she could see a weak light near a table surrounded by cards, magic tools and a gleaming crystal ball. Behind the ball, an old woman with a headband on her grey hair and a lot of of rings on her gnarly fingers was sitting. She smiled like a wolf when Vicky timidly entered. The atmosphere was quite creepy and the beauty considered escaping.

"Come, child." the Hag said with a cooing voice.

As the dark haired did so, she felt some feathers caress her bare sides and yelped.

"Oh, sorry, I should have put them in another place." The old woman said by pointing at huge feathery fans placed on both sides of the entrance. "Come and have a sit, my child."

Vicky gulped and obeyed. Coming here didn't seem like a good idea at all and she understood why nobody was waiting in front of the tent. The old lady didn't seem nasty but wore a bright emerald eye-shadow and deep red lipstick that could have been ludicrous with a bright light, but were spooky in the dark. The brunette tried to sit in a relaxed way to hide her feelings and smiled nervously.

"No need to be scared, child." The old lady giggled with a mysterious voice.

"Alright... I was just curious about... Fortune telling, I guess..?" Vicky said.

The fortune teller nodded and watched her crystal ball with intensity. The weak light emanating from the tool was reflecting on the girl's belly piercing which glimmered. As the crystal ball was made in magnifying glass, the old woman could see every detail of her client's enticing body. She tried not to bite her lips because of the delicious youth in front of her eyes. Vicky's impressive breasts were quite visible in her tiny top but looked huge and like it was asking for some squeezes. The lady's eyes travelled down her tiny waist to fell on her innie and glimmering piercing. The oval navel looked very deep behind the sexy jewel. The fortune teller smirked by remembering how the girl squealed because of the feathers, which indicated how ticklish she was. Fans were placed on both sides of the entrance for this specific reason : so she could check who was ticklish and who wasn't.

"My child, your future is quite blurry, actually." She said with a puzzling voice.

Vicky mentally growled. Good thing she didn't have to pay for this! She was about to thank the lady and leave when the fortune teller opened her mouth again.

"I can only see that you will feel a big joy in the near future." She paused. "Actually, there is another way to predict the future with more accuracy and I feel like it would fit someone with your aura. Would you like to give it a try?"

"What do you mean?" Vicky raised an eyebrow.

"It is easier to predict the future with our client's body parts. You probably heard of read palms, right?"

The dark haired girl nodded.

"Well, I think it becomes even clearer with bellies. I can feel good vibrations emanating from yours. "

There was a pause as Vicky processed. The old lady was clearly talking about a belly rub. Vicky wasn't eager to get her belly touched by such a weird person and it was pretty ticklish. She pondered few minutes. On the other hand, it had been a while since she hadn't receive some attention on her favourite body part and was actually missing it.

"Alright. Do I need to lay down or anything?" She asked.

The Fortune teller let a huge smile deform her wrinkled face.

"Just lay on this sofa and stay still."

Vicky nodded and obeyed. She didn't notice the purple and old Victorian style sofa at first because of darkness, but now her eyes were used to it, she could distinguish it quite well. The woman put her hands below her butt to restrain herself. The old lady put her chair near her tummy and sat quickly. She said some mystical incantation to sound like a real Fortune teller and drew some lines on the flat belly lying in front of her. Vicky squirmed slightly and giggled.

"Oh, a little bit sensitive, aren't we?" The old lady noticed out loud.

The girl nodded, blushing but didn't try to escape.

"Well, I see..." The fortune teller said as she was lightly scratching her nails on the soft skin.

"Heeehhehehehehhheeee" Vicky giggled. "HeheheHHEEEEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEH"

The old lady spider-tickled the sensitive ribs and flat stomach before getting down the soft and bare flanks. The girl squirmed and shifted her tiny waist a little bit, making her piercing move. The gnarling fingers scrambled faster on her whole tummy and she erupted into laughters.

"HEHHEHHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HEEEEEHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"I see... A great joy..." The Fortune teller said with a smile.

Vicky closed her eyes and was laughing with a mouth wide open, not trying to listen to the old lady anymore. Her laughter increased as much as the fingers' speed and her squirming body made her boobs bounce. The lady stared at the jiggling assets with envy while scrambling her fingers on the whole surface below her. From ribs to sides and lower belly, nothing was left untouched.

"Such a ticklish girl..." She cooed, not trying to play her role anymore.

"HEHEHEHHHHAHAHA HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"

Vicky screamed when the old lady's nail tapped on her piercing, sending vibrations and electric shocks through her spine. The hag cackled while wriggling her other fingers on the beauty's lower belly.

"I think I found a soft spooooot..." She teased while tapping her nail on the jewel with a faster pace. "I wonder how is the little hole behind this..."

"N-NOHOHOT HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARHRHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAAA!!"

Vicky slammed her head on the sofa while howling when the lady's forefinger invaded her navel and twirled around in it. The fortune teller had lifted up the dangling piercing which let a full access to the core of the lovely hole. Amazed by the depths of the over sensitive innie, she kept on going further, making its owner scream.

"HEHEHEHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHA HAHHAHAHAHA GGGGAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Vicky tried her best not to move too much but couldn't help but wiggle her delicious body. Tears rolled down her face and she felt hot. Her hips wriggled like a belly dancer, shaking her dangling piercing.

"Very nice!" The Fortune teller chuckled. "such a delicious and enticing belly button. I can't figure out if you try to hide its wonderful and ticklish depths with such a jewelry or if you wear it precisely to draw attention to that sexy part of yours."

"HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA AGAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHAHAHAHAH!!!"

"Probably a bit of both." The hag chuckled while probbing the deep hole. She took a small feathery fan with her free hand and stroke it on the cleavage on display. "Hmmm... Those babies need some attention too, I guess."

"HHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAHAHAHHA AHAHHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAH GGGGAGAGAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!"

Vicky roared as her impressive cleavage was teased, making it jiggle unvoluntarily. The Fortune teller was still probbing her lustful navel while the dangling ring was swaying in a sensual way. She screamed higher when the curious nail savagely grazed the sensitive walls. Furiously invaded, the deep innie was moving along her body moves.

"Such a ticklish litte hole..." The hag giggled. "But, you still expose it freely anyway!"

"GGAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA EEEEEEEEEEEHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA HIIIIEIEIEIEIIEIEEHEHHEHEHEHEHE!"

Vicky's throat felt dry as she was crying with laughter. The tickling on her boobs combined to her fiercely scratched innie drove her crazy and was incredibly arousing her. She blushed but didn't try to stop her torturer.

"Be ready for the worst part, child." The old lady cackled.

The beauty panted when tickling suddenly stopped and look at her face before roaring. The Fortune teller was blowing huge raspberries on her bare and flat tummy.

"NOHOHOHOHOT THHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHIIIIISSSSS PLHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASSSE!!!"

After few raspberries, the hag's tongue twirled around in the cute hole like a snake chasing its prey and Vicky started to moan with few giggles. Her poor belly button got one more huge raspberry, making her scream, before the whole torture stopped. Vicky panted and sat on the sofa. Her piercing was dangling along her breath, covering the sensitive navel again.

"As I said, I can see a lot of joy around you... " The Fortune teller said, even if no one in the tent was gullible about her true intentions. "But I couldn't see much more. It is hard to predict the future with accuracy because of your sensitivity."

Vicky stood up and smirked.

"Then, I guess I will have to come back until you can..."