

An unexplainable urge surged through me, compelling me to bare my belly. The fabric of my long shirts and tops felt suffocating, restricting my movements and stifling my skin. I yearned for the freedom and vulnerability of exposing my midriff to the world, feeling the cool air caress my slender tummy. It was a sensation that I couldn't resist, like an itch that needed to be scratched. And in that moment, I knew I had to give in to it.