Velma is in trouble! This time she seems to have fallen into the claws of a monster very interested in her belly.  The poor girl is tied up and only moans come out of her taped mouth.  The monster's hands move cleverly over her plump belly: squeezing it, slapping it, groping it hard, sticking his fingers deep into her navel and leaving nail marks on her skin.  Her mumbles of annoyance and fear soon become mumbles of pleasure... and when the monster disappears, leaving her free and untied, Velma finally speaks hoping that Mr. Monster will hear her: "why did you stop? know that I'm not leaving here!"