When Jim was a little boy, he once found a book lost in the park and since then he treasured it. First he made his parents read from it, then little by little he learned to read himself, mainly inspired by this book.
It was Rudyard Kipling's "The Jungle Book" and Jimmy loved all the characters from it, but specially of course the main character Mowgli.
He had a strange passion for him, the more he grew up the more often he imagined him, it was a strange, confusing happiness and sometimes he only needed to close his eyes...
"Akela, the grim old wolf who had never asked for mercy in his life, gave one piteous look at Mowgli as the boy stood all naked, his long black hair tossing over his shoulders in the light of the blazing branch that made the shadows jump and quiver."
The book was full of some strange attractiveness and it felt almost like its pages were made of magnet, not paper, and if he didn't hold the book firmly enough in his hands, he could be sucked through the pages right into the jungle world.
Of course, honestly it was the only book Jim has ever read, being a poor beggar, and even that book was given to him by chance.
Billy grew up in a post apocalyptic world that was literally just one big desert... The ruins of old cities were mostly devoured by the sands, and the very few remaining humans had to rebuild the world to the best of their abilities.
People now lived mainly in tiny villages connected to each other by caravan routes, or they became bandits and built their own camps where they stashed their loot and had all kinds of fun.
Bandits taxed nearby villages in exchange for protection against other bandits, taking food, money and 2-3 years old baby boys as payment. It was the time when the whole new world was one big kindergarten because the few remaining adults were trying their best to repopulate the world.
Kids were everywhere. Surely, so many kids had a really hard time surviving. Most of them helped adults with building and gardening as soon as they learned to walk and carry useful stuff around.
Once someone trained a couple of kids to bend in extraordinary ways and they made a show at a market place. So many people donated to them that the idea exploded like a bomb! All the kids suddenly rushed to discover their "hidden talents".
Talent shows at market places became an everyday average normal thing because the young bodies were pliant and agile and it was not that hard to learn some tricks that impressed the crowd and put food on the table.
Only a few months passed and boys had to stand in a queue just to be able to demonstrate their abilities. Way too many kids learned to bend this or that way, so in most villages it already took the form of a competition where only the best bender got rewarded. That made most of the children finally return to building and gardening, and only the best of the best remained, those who restlessly trained for whole days just to outdo everybody else.
The idea almost instantly reached bandits and they started to invite the most talented boys to perform at bandit camps. Soon bandits started to raise up their very own "jesters" who were a lot more varied than the village boys who were almost exclusively contortionists. There were sights to see only in bandit camps and nowhere else.
But back to Billy, he was lucky to have a nice patron who taught him a lot of things about being a good technician. But it's a rule that patrons need to be rewarded and Billy did his best to learn what his patron liked.
His patron liked him to dance with a cord around his waist. The cord buried into the belly and there was something his patron really enjoyed about the sight of it.
Billy didn't know why it looked attractive to his patron but rolling his hips with a tight cord on his waist surely felt amazing to his body and he enjoyed the sensation a lot. Sometimes he'd wear the cord all day and if his waist felt numb he'd just roll his hips for a few minutes to make the blood run normally.
His patron was so happy with Billy's passion over the years that when Billy was too old to have a patron anymore, his patron refused to pick another boy and made Billy his partner instead.
Billy's patron vanished suddenly and unexpectedly, one day he simply didn't return from a raid. Billy didn't know how to handle the tragedy since he's always been a very life-loving positive guy and pretty much nobody ever saw him expressing any negative emotions. Eventually he made a really strange decision and instead of mourning his patron's death he joined the "Wasps' Nest" brothel as a hooker.
Why did he make such a decision? Nobody knew. Was it his way of "committing a suicide", removing his soul from this world, discarding himself, while letting his body remain there for everybody who still enjoyed it? Nobody could tell and Billy never said a word about his patron since, or about his past life with him.
The only change after the tragedy was that he started doing a lot more extreme things to his waist as if he didn't care about his health anymore, and he let clients do whatever they wanted to his belly.
Some people say he lost his mind and didn't know what to do with his life anymore. But on the outside he still always remained the same positive and entertaining guy who'd do his very best to feast your eyes with his unique dancing.
This is a first little gift for my dear friend ~yuni Yup, first because I've something else for you ~ :3 I made this as a gift for you because you gave me this idea in a conversation we had. I hope you'll appreciate this. ^-^
In my Oriental Tribe, Aaulin and his little brother Aorev are considered as living Deities. Elves from the whole country come in the temple where Aaulin often prays and often goes to venerate him. He sits on a huge green cushion an stays like this for an hour or two. He wears a tight waist jewel to show his skills and how flexible an elven body can be.
Oriental elves also practice waist cinching, thanks to the advice of Aaulin and his experience of this art. But no one is able to wear such a tight jewel around the belly. It needs years of practice to manage to have a waist as small as Aaulin's and it also needs a natural flexibility, that the two brothers have.
Aorev was taught very young how to wear tight jewellery around his waist and is now able to go quite far. Not as far as his brother but it is still very impressive to see him with tight corsets or jewels.
Aaulin and Aorev craft jewels for the statues of the temples and also sell them on markets. (Yuni illustrated this perfectly: [link]) They also present their art in circus and at the same time do little contortion representations. Aaulin wears a tight jewel around the waist and other beautiful things while Aorev does very flexible poses.
Please do NOT play this game for longer than 15 minutes or the devil will take your soul!!
Yes, this game was originally invented by some horrible ancient demon, if not the disfigured Baal himself. The game is supposed to devour a lot of your personal time with a loud buuurp, and then make you suffer the nasty "tetris effect" next morning that feels almost like a hangover XD;;
This game was mainly born from the talk with *psychmeout, although the idea itself was probably much older, but considering there have been no real "contortion tetris" games so far, one finally needed to be made ^_^;;
The only problem was what to do with the figures once a line is removed, but the final idea was to turn into pretty balls XD quite literally..
Speaking of the figures, the purple elf was probably the most troublesome to come up with but now he's quite possibly the bendiest of them all and could fit pretty much everywhere XD
And just in case, that green ball is a hand massage ball, not a spike bomb! :3
And yes, Flexelf is a pretty dumb name, but you can read it in both directions and summarizes the love for bendy elves XD;;
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You can actually get better/bigger graphics by clicking "Download file" link on the right side, that will open a bigger version of this in a new browser window, then you can even press F11 to make your browser go full screen!
In the medieval times, significant traits of noblemen were tight gloves, long skirts, high heels and small waists. All these fashionable traits proved the person's status better than any papers. The idea was very simple: a hard-working man would be physically unable to possess any of these features as he had to, well, work hard, wash dishes, harvest crops, build houses and do a lot of other dirty jobs, so for working people wearing long skirts or corsets would be extremely uncomfortable, they couldn't do any work like that. Noble people didn't have to work at all and they wanted to show it, so they dressed in clothes that would distinguish them from the working class.
But this fashion also had some drawbacks: while walking through his sterile garden, enjoying various beautifully cut trees and statues and seeing not a single spot of dirt anywhere, the nobleman would, however, often feel dizzy because of the constriction of his waist, would stumble upon his too long skirt and the high heels wouldn't help much to keep the balance either...
For young Adrian life was particularly difficult as his very strictest governor demanded that his waist be at all times constricted to a mere 13 inches or 33 cm! And it's not the diameter but the perimeter of the waist, of course. It was one of the richest families in the city and they wanted their son to be the absolute perfection. And perfection back in these days was measured mainly through the size of the waist.
Ever since he was around 8 when his training began, he's been used to fainting at least a couple of times a day because of the suffocating belts that the maidboys carefully fastened on him. Other than that, his life was perfectly charming and he had more than five admirers always around, constantly complimenting his "beautiful" waist and always ready to support him should he feel dizzy. So it was a problem only when he walked alone sometimes :3
Anyway, I know this picture itself isn't very good, but I'm posting it only because I really liked this character and had a lot of fun imagining his life, so I think I'll keep him ^-^ That's why I gave him a name. I want to make a better drawing of Adrian next time, but so far this is the only drawing I have of him...