Ever since the Libido League had started rooting out Absinthe Industries’s Compliance Jewelry from the streets, the superheroine Contortioness had been careful to avoid donning any bauble she didn’t already own. She resolved: no new earrings, necklaces, or rings until this evil had been stamped out.
But when she spotted the perfect belt for her new outfit, the heroine never thought twice. A belt wasn’t jewelry, it was a necessity!
Once Contortioness slid the sparkling chain over her superhumanly-supple flesh, she fell in love with it instantly. Just wearing the belt made her feel better, prettier, sexier.
So sexy.
With impossible agility, Contortioness slipped out of her clothes without disturbing the beautiful belt around her hips. As the heroine knelt, naked and dripping with desire, she waited eagerly for … someone to command her.
As the door opened, the last stray thought in Contortioness’s head was: Maybe it’s not a belt, maybe it’s a belly chain.
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