Shaking the Best
It started all so innocently. Jasmin, always eager to improve her skills and knowledge of dancing decided to also take a course in belly dancing, looking back on many yeas of long training of standard and Latin-Dances.
She was searching for new ways she could also use for German and modern dance.
Her dancing partner and lover Michael was intrigued by the idea that his beautiful Jasmin would learn new tricks she could demonstrate to and on him. Like the time she took the course on pole-dancing. Yeah this could rise the tension between them again.
Jasmin was very dedicated in learning everything about Belly-dance, but for some reasons she didn’t seem to progress in the course. She decided to speak with her teacher a woman in her forties called Laila.
Laila just advised her to stop from ever learning belly-dancing this was nothing for her.
Belly-dancing was not only a physical process but also an expression of the soul. A sarcastic
“Yeah sure” slipped Jasmins mouth, thinking that this big-bellied woman was just trying to mystify her profession. I’ll show you Laila said perhaps you will understand and started to dance and performed an impressive flowing dance which left Jasmin just cold.
Afterwards she stated something like you are just a cliff, a structure of bare stones, would water run over you would be a beautiful waterfall.
Jasmin ennerved by this mythical mambo-jambo decided to quit the course and was a little frustrated that she didn’t achieve progress.
She was bit disappointed and went on without mentioning anything about belly-dancing during the next weeks.
But something kept on nagging on her. She slept on rather restless during those weeks.
Michael wondered why she was so absent-minded and confronted her that she even let her performances in the dancehall slip. Michael proposed t take a holiday so that she cold clear her mind, And both decided for a cruise.
Michael thought that Jasmin was finally coming to rest watching her stop her strict regiment of training and exercise for a while and even starting on snacking and dozing off on the cruise. She seemed to be unaware of this but Michael noticed her mood improved. And on the seventh day of her trip she woke him up during the night stating she got it now, she finally realized how beautiful it was. Michael mumbled something about sleeping on. Not thinking about this during the rest of the cruise she watch a happy Jasmin who let herself be spoiled during the cruise and who stated at the end of the holidays that she wanted to give Belly-dance a new try.
Jasmin came to the Dance studio and tried to talk wit Laila after she had gives the course. Laila packed her things while Jasmin started talking and was ignored until “… I only know that I saw something special and want to participate. “
“Something special you say? Tell me, what you mean.”
“Well I can’t explain but always thought; no I felt that I perceived something of value.”
Laila pinched Jasmin in the Belly.
“A little water and not only rocks. Perhaps I will teach you . I will now dance at wedding. and I want you to come along.”
“Come or forget me teaching you.”
Laila took Jasmin too a big Turkish wedding where they celebrated, drank and ate a lot until Laila got ready to dance.
It became silent and she started she moved her hips to the left to the , faster and faster a machine-gun fire of her Belly jutting out. Sinus waves of her Belly rising and streaming up and down it seemed to melt and freeze in instants. Then she stops and the whole place seem to be in shock and as she moved again the celebration came fully vibrant too life.
The rest was a blur and Jasmin felt that something important had happened. Later Laila came to her and asked “what did you see, what did I do?”
“well,.. I can’t say you rose the tension by standing still built up the expectations and every eye here seemed to be at command of your belly. I never realised how big it can be. Sorry, I didn’t mean..”
Laila smiled: “oh you did mean that, but I see possibilities in you, from now on you will assist me and I will teach you. And now.!
She snapped her fingers and Wine and dishes were brought to Jasmin, who without realizing dug in. And the celebration became a feast. A rush of wine, food and Music.
The next Morning Jasmin woke up at noon. Her friend Michael jested slightly “rise and shine” and Jasmin dragged herself into the bathroom where after looking in the mirror she realized what a pig she made out of herself yesterday. Her usually flat belly did stick out obscenely. But it did not feel uncomfortable, in fact she could eat a healthy breakfast right now.
The mere though brought a smile to her face. She shouted to Michael :” Honey, what about breakfast at the waffle house.”
“well are we having fun, here?”
“Oh yes Honey it’s nice to break out from time to time.”
“Oh be careful, or you could drown in that much vanilla-sauce you pouring on the waffle.”
“I know, but…today I don’t care….”
“Haven’t seen you that alive in weeks, what did you do yesterday?”
“Honestly I don’t remember except that I am now learning how to belly-dance.”
“Ah I understand this is training, what you are doing here.”
“Smartass.” She said and ignored him while finishing her breakfast.
Jasmin took place in the regular course learned to use her pelvis, simple choreographies and carried the costume and a boom box to various celebrations, where Laila danced.
After 4 weeks she asked Laila after class “is that all?”
“Do you think there is more?”
“Yes, and I want to learn.”
“That’s why I took you with me when I dance pay attention, for instance do you watch my head?”
“Watch me today and tell me why.”
“When you talked about the waterfall and the missing water did you mean my fat of my belly?”
“Partly. I meant the flow, you don’t harmonize with your belly. Get to know it better.”
The following hours became a blur as the next events Jasmin accompanied Laila to.
Jasmin enjoyed the events was in a state of Awe towards Laila and finally after a week Laila asked Jasmin again and she replied “I think it is because your head stays always in balance, the nose is always straight and also you smile you try not to drag any attention from your belly. Your arms and Hands on the other side are a prolonging of the movements of your belly. Every move harmonizes with your belly.
Jasmin was in a state of a revelation that had come to her and she knew she should follow her teacher’s advice and get to know her belly better. Eager as she was she wanted to tackle the subject her belly in many different ways. First when she got home she stroke, felt, caressed and explored it in every sensual way. She was a tad disappointed in realizing that she never had any connection, had never been really aware of it. And somehow she was relieved when she noticed that the fact that she did accompany Laila to so many celebrations had changed it, put a small Layer of fat on top and made it more flexible, more prominent that it had been before. Something that inspired her. Michael was away for the weekend so she knew she should take the opportunity ordering two large pizzas and bucket of Ben and Jerry from the pizza service.
She enjoyed this feast for herself, a bliss of not restraining and slowly working through the two pizzas, she was curious but decided not to look in the mirror until she was done. It wasn’t easy for her and it slowly become painful and the ice-cream was nearly molten before she had finished it. The tension in her belly was enormous but she knew she had done it and knew she wanted to reward herself by looking in the mirror.
Yes it was a change, it stuck out, not as prominently as she had thought but she knew she would get the feeling for her belly. Shaking it was slightly painful but it didn’t matter. She was laying the base for something here. She took a small video with her digicam. Took a hot shower and felt the water drops bumping on her belly. And fell to sleep, woke up late the next day noticed how much she had digested and what effect it had on her and wasn’t aware that she smiled when she felt hungry for breakfast.
The next day she went to the library, lending every book she could find concerning dancing and belly dancing, starting with a book about historic ideals of beauty ( the Venus of willendorf wore jewellery which reminded her of belly-dancing), medical books ( she missed books solely dedicated to the belly as a whole but the ones about digestion were very interesting) and some novels and art books featuring belly-dancers.
Jasmin was in a rush, ordering food from the Chinese she and started digging through the books and afterwards took her digicam and photographed hr mid-section from every possible angle and was very joyous for the next day when Laila will teach her new lessons.
Laila noticed that Jasmin was probably the most committed student she ever had and decided that she should help her become a belly-dancer. Also she noticed that Jasmin was willing to devote herself solely to the act of belly-dancing and did not seem to be stopped by the ideals of our time.
But she had to be sure and asked her:
“Jasmin did you perhaps see the music video Suerte by Shakira. She is a skilled belly-dancer, I can teach you to go this way if you want to?”
“Well, I would prefer to become a dancer like you, as skilled as Shakia might be she lacks your eroticism, your power.”
“Do not flatter me and be aware you have to bring sacrifices.
I have the feeling that you are on the right way, intensify everything you’re doing so far.”
Jasmin had the notion that this was an order leading her to more intense experience of belly-dancing by improving the very essence of belly-dancing her belly.
“I think you should dance in public in two weeks, Jasmin.”
Jasmin was now engulfed in a constant stream of training and in the studio and exploring the sensuality she felt rising in her.
She focused her perception in the following days on the rhythm of breathing, digestion, the joy of eating and the Lust she was capable of representing. And the control of it.
Her boyfriend was not unaware that something was happening with his girlfriend but felt expelled. He decided to set up an evening for the two of them. It became a very enjoyable evening he was aware that Jasmin was not only eating like a mad woman but also seemed radiantly happy. He smiled and guessed her in the beginning of a pregnancy.
It would explain a lot the higher income of food in the household, that she is constantly absently eating and that she seems so happy after being in a lot of tension during the last weeks. Although those parties should probably stop.
Michael decided not to raise a question about a possible pregnancy but to show her support and stated how happy he was that he had found her.
Feeling backed up by her Lover, her Confidence got quite the Boost and was eager willing to perform.
When the Performance came, it was quite the rush.
She was hooked.
With a radiant smile she came to Laila, who only stated:
“Not Bad, but I think you capable of more.”
Jasmin was now willing to give everything in improving her way of Dancing.
“You should find your own way and be not a copy of the many Belly-dancers out there”
The following week she found herself before her Mirror quite often and wondered how to express herself in Belly-dancing and what did she have to express.
She was stuck. Unable to move on.
She decided to go to a party with Michael to get her Mind off her problems.
As she tried to grab a beer, Michael tried to stop her and asked about the coming baby.
Jasmine was shocked but explained that she was not pregnant. Michael was embarrassed but some other Party-guests who heard the whole thing started to make jokes about Jasmin.
Jasmin herself was pretty pissed and really started drinking.
Commentaries about losing the weight, getting back in shape were now a constant background noise.
She was in doubt about her relationship and wondered about Michael.
Three more beers and she was able to blend out the background noises.
Two more and she felt as if only herself was existent in the room and she noticed the feeling of being full of Liquid. Her Belly swayed and was accompanied by a second push from the masses her Belly represented.
She searched for Michael, positioned herself before him and started dancing, with no regard how embarrassing this could look.
First Michael was shocked but then he watched closely and was captivated. He was the sole aim of this dance and this was pure Passion centered towards him and he took a step, embraced Jasmin and kissed her.
Both of them were a step deeper in their relation and Michael was very supportive of her dancing.
Jasmin knew she was on the right track.
On occasion she asked Michael to record her dancing on camera.
It was breathtaking, to her to see her dancing, shaking, jiggling.
She compared it to older records of her dancing Quickstep, Chachacha and flamenco. And she saw although she did have an excellent technique, her dancing had always lacked passion.
She also noticed that these days she looked more feminine, had more curves and celebrated life more in dancing as well as in the rest of the day.
She wondered why she had always restricted, limited herself so much.
The following were led by a reckless abandonment of her former Lifestyle.
Between Training and Dancing she enjoyed a sweet life between eating and Love.
A perpetual celebration of Life that mirrored in her performances.
She was literally gaining a personality perfect representing the joy for any party.
She realized knew she wanted to be physical Manifestation of her Passions.
Her belly should be proportionate to her Passions and she felt she had infinite Passion.
She nearly destroyed a wedding with her hypnotizing hips but saved the situation by inviting the bride to perform with her and gave her a taste for giving into hedonistic urges.
And she knows as she sways, that every pair of eyes are centered on that big shiny belly of hers, on which Michael always put some oil before performing.
Over the Course of the following months Jasmin builds a good reputation and explores the dancing even further.
A Huge mirror and the DVD recordings of her are nurturing a narcistic streak in her.
Especially the taut round fabric of a full body are taking her attention but also the changes happening while gaining.
After one Look in the mirror, she immediately knows she is inventing, creating herself anew.
A Concept she likes, being a personification of the Joy of Life, Gluttony, Lust and Love.
Michael is very supporting, as he finds himself enjoying his ever expanding behemoth of a beloved woman. It’s fun feeding her and knowing, that he is the only one for her and none of those teased by her dancing.
Laila knows by now that Jasmin will surpass her by far, as she watches her dance but also integrating elements of the former dances she learned.
Varying through every possible style of Music and integrating it.
Jasmin becomes as successful as possible for a belly-dancer and enjoys this life during the next years.
Her Fame is growing proportional to her body-shape until she announces her retirement.
Giving one spectacular show and adding a memorable ending.
She sits herself on one of the huge Bass Boxes on the set and lets the overlapping Apron of her belly be shaken by the music.
Later that evening after Dinner Michael asks Jasmin:
“And you think there are still possibilities for you to develop your style my love?
“You know the Simpsons, Michael ever seen the scene where Homers Belly squashes a beer can? Watch this.” Jasmine said as she puts a soda can on her belly let it rise, shifts her belly and leads it to her mouth, takes a big gulp. Pulls her belly in let the can snap back, pushes her belly out the can flies in the air spins a triple salto lands on her belly, is squashed between her two folds and lies on top again. Michael is shocked.
After a year a Comeback is announced:
And Jasmin has expanded even further. There is probably even more belly than Jasmin.
Jasmin stands with her huge hanging Belly which covers her legs beyond her knees and broadens her hips to an enormous length, smiles and doesn’t seem to move. An incredible Tension is build up in the Audience but Jasmin doesn’t seem to move at all.
The People get nervous but after a while Jasmin simply leaves:
The Audience is dumbfolded, only one mumbles something about 4'33.and screams this was the best Dance ever.
Another runs after Jasmin angry and grabs her at the arm, Jasmin simply twists her hips,
Uses the momentum of her belly to hit him and slams him down by the force the mighty sphere she had developed.
Michael rushes immediately to her, trying the impossible by hugging her also his arms can no longer go around her, and feels her belly dancing propelled by her Pulse and Passions.