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I saw a post imagine of someone purposefully cooking food that will give their partner gas and it made me think about how at my job, we sell falafel, and it's pretty well known that if you undercook it in the frier it will give you tons of gas and upset your tummy (it doesn't get you sick, just a mild tummy ache with lots of gas and shit). And I would never fuck with someone's food without their consent but sometimes I purposefully undercook it for myself and it gives me just the worst farts all day and has me laying so many thick logs in my toilet the next day for a good hour or so.

Would love if someone went to my resturant and asked for me to cook them the falafel the "special way" and let me go home with them to rub their belly and work them through the consequences and tease them about eating something they knew would eventually make them shit their brains out. Maybe even lock their bathroom so they either have to shit their pants or find somewhere else to push those inevitable logs out. Poor baby~watching them stink up the entire house and clench over and moan trying to not lose control infront of me. Eventually giving in and pushing out into their underwear after I hit a sweet spot rubbing their tummy. Or whining and stumbling over to their sink and pulling down so I see their hole wink open and push out this massive girth of shit, whimpering and telling me to look away while they are on full display because they took more then they can handle. But the wetness and sensitivity in their crotch says everything so I sit there and praise them as another heavy log thuds out into their sink, and hear even more forewarning crackling. They're gonna be shitting themselves for hours 😩

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fuck ok, figured I would go over an irl experience I had a few years ago. So for a few summers in a row I have been a climbing instructor, I got free housing and food and lived there to teach people how to climb in the middle of the woods. The thing is camp food does fucking horrors on your stomach, and that mixed with the bathroom anxiety of living with over a dozen people resulted in a lot of day spans of holding with just the richest food imaginable building in me. During almost the entire day I would wear climbing harnesses, which are tight harnesses that strap over your shorts, and because it's safety equipment they take a while to fully get on and take off. Well one day my stomach had had enough after like 4 days of holding in my shit (we had eggs and really shitty biscuits and gravy that morning) and during teaching I just felt my stomach constantly doubling over, mixing that with the fact that I need to squat and pull and climb all the time wasn't helping. And much to my embarrassment, I was forcing out so many sbd's that it was making people cough, and they couldn't find who to blame it on. After an agonizing 90 minutes of teaching, I finally get a 5 minute break and waddle to a latrine to shit. And when I get there Im so desperate I can barely remember how to take my harness off, and as I curse and struggle with the first buckle, I shit myself. 4 days worth of calorie rich poop just filling my boxers and dripping down my legs, with the harness being the only thing that stopped me a foot away from the fucking toilet. And because it was a latrine, the walls were thin and there was 4 toilets back to back connecting eachother. I am convinced at least 6 people heard me load my pants against my will, and there was gaps at the bottom, so every could see and hear that shit that plopped on the floor. It was such a bad mix of constipation and diarrhea that all the gas holding my shit in was coming out too AND IT WAS LOUD. The worse part was I was turned on immediately and my shit was pushing towards my crotch because it didn't have anywhere else to go. I mayyy have held back a moan and rubbed when my warm dump coated my crotch. By the end my underwear was ruined and I had to text to my coworkers that I needed a change of clothes. I didn't even bother to stop myself from sitting down on the toilet with everything on and just pissing there because everything was ruined already. It just led to my poop getting softer and more dripping out

oh you poor baby :( just one buckle away from making it. and those harnesses are so tight around the crotch area aren’t they? shit bubbling up all around those snug, secure belts as you fill up your boxers, everybody hearing it splatter noisily to the ground. god knows if i saw this i would be too busy jerking off to do anything but watch .. and you just giving up and pissing through your clothes ?? god. you have no idea how much i want to clean you up with my tongue.

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I need a sweet boy in my lap grunting and whining out as he makes a mess in his diapie.

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“But there are dark, untouched corners within all of us. Sex can be very exciting in one moment and barely tepid the next. It can feel like love but not be love. It can feel like possession and then the person walks away. You can’t possess another person. You can’t make another person not die. If nothing else, at least my vomit fetish is mine. It’s mine and it’s real.”

— Melissa Broder, So Sad Today: Personal Essays

#not this blogs usual content #but so relatable that i must post

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Sooo there was a WG BL manga I happened to randomly spot at the bookstore...

I decided to look into it when I got back home since I was just killing time a bit. Cute so far! About a fella who has a crush on his grumpy-ass coworker and wants to feed him.

I want them both carnally

#im now 11 chapters into this and love it

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Wayback machine poopeelife archived stories

not sure if anyone here used the site before it shut down, but poopeelife was a massive story/image forum for scat, piss, diapers, messing, and farting. I found out recently you can still use internet archive to find pretty much any story, especially if you know the title. Just go to the Url section and search or scroll. Some of the stories aren't great, but there's a lot of good fiction or irl experiences written in here, feel free to tell me what you find.

Here's one of my favorites, it's a forced face farting session with a dommy girl who eventually messes her panties on the bottoms face and makes him eat it.

And here's a poop desperation story (be warned a highlight of this story is a fictional r*pe, do not read if that discomforts you in any way)

#domdrtydaddy is the king #i absolutely loved his tied and denied stories #i gotta go searching for them now

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First story, let me know what you think.

All characters are 18+

Ruben and Angel

Ruben and Angel have been best friends since elementary. They were always together and they knew pretty much everything about each other.

Once they got to high school, it was only natural that they joined the soccer team together, Senior year, they both made varsity team.

"We should get going, we're gonna be late" said Angel.

"Yeah you're right, lets go" said Ruben.

The varsity team had to size their outfits after school today and make sure everything fits and nothing is missing. Ruben and Angel were both in study hall after school to kill time as the team wouldn't meet until 4.

The boys made their way down to the school gym where the team would meet. Walking rather quickly ahead of Ruben, Angel felt a pressure in his stomach that had been there for the last hour or so. He had been farting quietly in study hall to relieve some pressure, and luckily, no one noticed.

"Dude, slow down, it's only 3:45. It takes like 5 minutes tops to get down there, chill" said Ruben.

"I just don't wanna be late, you know how coach is" said Angel.

Ruben and Angel walked into the gym and neither was surprised that only the coach and 2 other team mates had been there.

"I told you. Dude, there's no one's here yet" said Ruben.

"What do you care anyway, it's not like we were doing anything." said Angel.

Angel just wanted to get this over with so he could take a dump in the privacy of his house. He had never really been a fan of pooping in public bathrooms.

They sat on the bleachers and waited for more of the team to show up. Those 15 minutes were agony for Angel. He had been clenching tight and the pressure just kept building.

"Alright everybody, now that everyone is here, line up in order of your jersey number" yelled the coach.

Everybody ran down to the gym floor and assembled in order in front of a table where the coach and his assistant were sitting. Ruben was number 4 and Angel was number 37 meaning he was one of the last. As the assistant handed each team member a bag with their uniforms neatly folded inside, the coach read off from a list of each item in the bag to ensure no one was missing a piece of their uniform. There were 7 pieces in total to this kit and each team member had to dig through their bag and unfold items to make sure everything was there.

Ruben had gotten his complete uniform and stepped off to the side like coach told everyone to. The numbers dragged on and on, 13, 15, 17, 22, 26. Finally, they got to number 33. Elijah, a scrawny white kid who happened to be incredibly agile, was number 33 and halfway down his list, he noticed he was missing his socks and an extra pair of shorts.

"Coach, I'm missing my socks and a pair of shorts" said Elijah.

"Hmm, that's weird. I could have sworn I ordered the right amount, Hold on, let me check the order." said Coach.

"Fuck, are you kidding me?" thought Angel. "Not a single other person was missing anything until the number right before me?"

He watched as Coach took his time unlocking his office door behind the table and shuffled through a stack of papers on his desk. After about 2 minutes, Coach finally walked out and said "Yup, everything is ordered. I'm gonna have to call them. For now, just go stand with everyone else."

Angel was so excited and desperate to be next that he accidentally let out a little fart that was loud enough the person behind him could hear.

"Alright Angel, let's see what we got" said Coach.

He listed off all the items and to Angel's relief, everything checked out and he walked over to Ruben and the rest of the team.

Coach finished with the rest of the team and stood up, "Ok everyone, listen up. We gotta try on the uniforms now, see if they fit right. If anyone is missing anything, try on what you have and stay after. We'll sort it out. The rest of you, if everything fits, you're good to go, see you Thursday for our first practice after school. Don't be late!"

Everyone headed to the locker room. The changing area was enormous and had plenty of space for all the boys.

Unfortunately, there was only 4 toilets. The school was old so the toilets were only seperated by a half wall partition with no doors, meaning even sitting down you could see from the chest up. There was no privacy, you'd have to shit in front of everyone (and a lot of guys there did, they didn't care). And if someone wanted to peek over the partition, it didn't take much effort.

Ruben and Angel found a bench to change on. They had been friends for years but had only ever seen each other shirtless. Ruben noticed Angel was sweating kinda hard and when Angel took off his pants, he could see a sweat mark around his butt crack. Ruben was staring a bit too hard.  He has never noticed Angel's ass before and he instictively kept fixating on it. It was perfectly round and hung over Angel's muscular thighs. Angel was those Latinos with black hair and pale skin.

Finally, Ruben caught himself and looked up at Angel's face. "Dude you alright? You've been acting weird since study hall and now you're sweating."said Ruben.

"I'm fine man, I just wanna go home already and take a shower" said Angel.

They both put on their uniforms and went over to the mirror.

"How's the fit?" asked Angel.

Ruben looked him up and down, cleared his throat, and nervously said "yeah man looks good...turn around real quick?" Angel hesitated a bit and thought "why tf..." but turned around awkwardly. Ruben took this opportunity to look at Angel's butt again. He was so embarrassed but couldn't look away and even felt himself getting a little hard.

"Bro what?" said Angel.

"...uh yeah bro, looks good. *AHEM* what about me?" said Ruben.

Angel gave a quick inspection and said "yeah bro, you're good."

Angel felt a sharp pressure and pain in his abdomen but kept his cool. He was sweating more than ever. He knew it was time, there was no way he could withstand the 30 minute drive in stop and go traffic to his house. Most of the team left, there was just maybe 4 boys left.

"Alright bro, I gotta go, see you tomorrow" said Angel.

"Yeah for sure" said Ruben.

Angel didn't wanna shit with Ruben there and he definitely wasn't gonna shit in front of the guys in the locker room so he decided to go to the upstairs bathroom by his locker. He made sure Ruben didn't follow him. After a couple wipes of the toilet seat, he sat down expecting an immediate release. But all the holding in must have pushed his shit back up, so no release came. Yet.

On his way out, Ruben remembered he left a book in his locker so he went up there too. Ruben and Angel's lockers were only about 10 lockers apart. Just as he opened his locker, he also felt a slight pressure in his stomach, nothing compared to what Angel had felt though. He saw the bathroom and thought to himself "I'm already here, might as well shit."

He walked in and noticed someone with a pair of cleats sitting in one of the stalls. Ruben didn't mind shitting with other people. He would have done it in the locker room toilets in front of the team, but he didn't feel like he needed to go then. He had been constipated the last couple days and kept having strong urges to go but each time he sat down he couldn't do more than pee.

"Let's try this again" he thought exhaustedly while sighing and closing the stall door behind him. He sat down and waited and pushed. Nothing. He let out a strong stream of pee which relieved him a little but not much. Rested a little. And then tried pushing again, a small toot managed to escape but nothing else. "God damn it. Guess I'm gonna be in here a while" he thought and pulled out his phone.

Meanwhile, Angel had sat down just a minute before Ruben walked in. "FUCK" he thought, "I can't get away from anyone."

Minutes had passed and both were silent. Ruben pushed and pushed but so far had produced only a tiny nugget of a turd. Angel couldn't hold it anymore. He let loose an airy fart that echoed in the bowl and it transitioned into a series of sharts. Ruben stayed quiet, he felt a sort of second hand embarrassment for the mystery person next to him, but he also thought it was funny. Angel sighed but knew he was nowhere near done. He pushed and felt the veins on his neck pop out. A thick torrent of diarrhea gushed out of his pink-brown hole. Shots of diarrhea rushed out of Angel for the next 10 minutes, and angry farts followed each shot. He hated every second of it. The smell filled the room, it was beefy. "Damn" said Ruben under his breath when it hit his nostrils.

"Why won't this guy leave?!" he thought to himself. Ruben had kept pushing as Angel was suffering next door. As funny as it was to him, he didn't really care. He still had the urge to shit and wasn't gonna stop because someone else was suffering next to him.

Ruben gripped the metal bar in the stall as he pushed. Another nugget of shit fell out of his hairy brown hole, this one slightly larger. It came out as Angel was taking a pause in his diarrhea, so the room was silent as a tiny sploosh was heard. Ruben pushed for a little longer but decided to give up and wipe up. He pulled on the paper and cut off a bunch, He made a wad and reached around to his hole. After he wiped, he checked and saw a clean wad of paper. "Fuckin of course," he thought. As a last ditch effort, he tried pushing one last time.

As Ruben pushed, Angel had neat squares of toilet paper lined up on his thigh. He reached around and could feel the wet shit entangled in his ass hairs. He had to quietly spit on the paper to clean the caked shit off his hole. He had gone through a little over a quarter of a roll just for himself. Finally he stood up and walked out and found himself at the sink next to Ruben. He made eye contact with him but didn't say anything.

Ruben couldn't help but smile as he washed his hands and didn't look up. He wanted to laugh so hard when he realized it was Angel. All his sweating and weird behavior made sense and it was hilarious to him. Angel was mortified and could feel his face getting hot and red.

They both dried up. As they were walking out, Angel said to Ruben angrily "Never fucking talk about this again." At which point Ruben started busting out laughing.

"Bro shut the fuck up" said Angel. And he stormed off. As Angel walked away, Ruben yelled down the hall, "Love you bro!" and kept laughing his ass off. "Fuck off!" yelled Angel. Ruben kept smiling and would laugh every time he thought about it all the way home.

That night, Ruben kept replaying the incident. Angel's body, the sweaty underwear, the noises and smells. It was all new to him. He had thoughts of men all year but never about them taking a dump and never about his best friend.

He couldn't help but get hard and kept touching his bulge. He thought about Angel's body and took off his underwear and started jerking off. He wished he could've smelled his sweaty underwear. He wished they were on his face right now. He wondered how his sweaty hole tasted and smelled. Then he thought about the bathroom. The farts. The diarrhea and the grunts Angel made. "Fuck, he's so cute" he thought to himself. He wondered what his hole looked like, how it must've stretched when he was shitting like that. He replayed the sound the paper made when rubbing on Angel's hairy hole, along with seeing him in tight shorts, and that made him cum.

Ruben felt embarassed to be cumming to his best friend but he kept doing it for the rest of the school year and tried his hardest to go to the bathroom at the same time and place as Angel.

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Love this guy's videos. Those deep punches and rubs are so hot.

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Thank you ❤️, love your writing

this is probably really weird but i’m lowkey drunk rn and i cant stop thinking about A talking B through a painful diaper poop..

Um excuse me? Did you just say this ask was weird? Are you so drunk that you forgot this was primarily a diaper kink blog?? Did the words on my header blur to say "pls only send vanilla asks"???

In all seriousness, this is one of the cutest asks I've ever been sent❤-❤

Honestly I dont even have to write for this one, @gurglesgasgrunts did it already, and way better! Heavily suggest giving this story a read, I'll link it here!

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A & J stories: needy (pt 1)

this is unfinished and stops at a climactic part so i’m REALLY sorry but goddamn do i love buildups. maybe posting it here will help me finish it properly.

summary: A & JJ (J in subby puppy headspace) are making out on the couch. trouble is, JJ’s got to go really bad, but doesn’t want to stop kissing his boyfriend. so A comes up with a compromise.

(contains scat, eprocto, two really gay boyfriends, some burping, praise, hard throbbin’ dicks, petplay, desperation, and full, rumbling tummies)

(this is part one! part two can be found here.)

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A & J stories: performer (pt 1)

summary: J’s been holding in a huge, gassy dump all day long (no morning poo + a very bean-filled meal for lunch), so when he gets home, he plans on putting on a little show for A as he messily unloads. A is absolutely thrilled and can hardly wait for the action to start.

(contains scat, eprocto, bloating, two really gay boyfriends, a total showoff, like for real he’s such a showboat, desperation, permanently stinking up the driver’s seat of your car, mentions of finding out your bf’s secret kink at 2 AM, the consequences of too many beans, and a dangerously full, rumbling tummy that’s on the verge of exploding)

P.S. this is also something that’s pretty old but i’m updating it & finishing it for here because you’ve all been so kind about my writing <333 enjoy!

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maybe i’m basic but i ADORE potty emergencies like this: seeing someone clutching a huge, rumbling, bloated, poop-filled belly as they fight the urgent need to take a massive dump and desperately search for somewhere to unload drives me WILD ❤️❤️❤️

it’s even hotter if their stomach gets louder as their need grows and their clenched asshole can’t hold back sputtering pre-poop farts that leave a rotten trail of rancid air behind them

the best result is either having an accident in their pants or being forced to shit somewhere that isn’t a toilet. i’m a big fan of outdoor shits, so the idea of someone being so full, so close to exploding that they have no choice but to unleash their smelly load right on the ground, moaning as the hot logs achingly stretch their hole

there’s just something incredibly hot about a huge, noisy belly that’s like a ticking time bomb. a character being so urgent about emptying their churning, stuffed guts that they treat the situation like they’re about to literally blow up and destroy something (bonus points if it’s a fantasy situation and they DO physically destroy things, like a giant whose explosive dump levels a city)

sorry i’m super horny today 🥵🥵🥵😭💦💦 lol. panicky characters who can only think “i’m about to blow!” are my absolute favorite. talking about it like that is the ultimate cherry on top, too. “my bowels are about to explode!” “i’m gonna destroy my underwear if i don’t hurry” stuff like that 🥵💦💦💦 tell me how dangerous the situation is, how frantic you are to shit without humiliating yourself or messing your pants 💦💦💦🥵😍

and ominous rumbles, terrifying churning, noisy, wet gurgles… ahhhhhh 🥴💦

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A is a pompous, rich pretty person, B is only a butler

A constantly demeans B and treats B like they're a lowlife, while happily enjoying their lavish life. One day B is sick of it, and decides to give A some payback.

B add an ingredient to A's favorite food, an ingredient A is very intolerant to. A eats it up with glee, shocked to feel their stomach churn in disagreement. All of a sudden, A is hunched over, gas bursting from their ass. Their gas is loud, A is farting left and right, clearing the dining hall with their loud, obnoxious gas. A is humiliated, demanding they know who prepared their food. B never steps up, but the sight of A being humbled like that never left B's mind. Now when B feels like it, B does the same thing and just enjoys the gassy show.

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Anyway back to piss a really niche and specific idea I have (bc carnival and theme park omo is godtier) is like,,

Ok you know those like “house of mirror mirror maze” things? Like someone who goes in already really needing to pee but they figure it won’t take that long. Only they have a really bad sense of direction and the fact they keep bumping into mirrors doesn’t help. So they piss themselves while literally surrounded by mirrors and are just forced to see themselves as the wet themselves and afterwards

Too weird? Lol

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How cute would it be to watch your partner start to lose the battle with their bowels. For them to have been trying so hard and for so long to hold it that the weight of their load feels like an anvil in their stomach. To have them groaning, sweating, their back arched, one hand clutching their tender belly as they pathetically give in to the hard log now spreading them open, crawling it's way out of their ass, the back of their pants beginning to tent out.

And how delightfully wicked would it be if you, I don't know, still made them suck it back in? Their look of horror when they realize how serious you are. Their face turning a deep shade of red, sweat beginning to pool down their face as they strain and try desperately to get their ass to clench. The animalistic yells and grunts of pain. They strain to tell you they cant do it just as they lose their grip. The noise they make is practically inhuman as a log as thick as their wrist is barges into their underwear, pushing their asshole open impossibly wide. Poop crams into their underwear, the softer bits pushing and oozing their way out, scrapping the back of their legs before plopping onto the ground.

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Sometimes I just wanna dress a pretty boy up in a nice corset and spoon feed him something he knows will upset his tummy. Not slowing down even when I can hear his stomach audibly struggling. Not loosening the corset until he’s begging me.

Not that loosening it will do much, only giving his poor tummy room to expand. He still has to deal with everything inside him tearing him up while I rub his belly, listening to the sickly gurgles and his whimpers

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Okay, just...imagine Character A rubbing B's chubby tummy while B's only in a diaper; they keep cooing to them and encouraging B to go poopoo in their diaper as they keep farting. B needs to go badly but is worried about unloading themselves in front of A.

Ugh! I love this a lot👌 Probably one of my favorite tropes. Shy B being so nervous about doing something so embarrassing in front of A, despite A's continued assurance that "It's alright baby. Your tummy hurts, you shouldn't hold it in." Maybe A rubs their diapered bottom to further encourage them that it really is okay. But B can barely make the decision to finally let go when their tummy decides its had enough and they feel their poop push out of them and press into their diaper. Their little panicked gasps, maybe whining that "It's h-happening!" or "I'm pooping!" B holding tightly onto A while they push out a big load into their waiting diaper, panting and grunting into A's chest. A rubbing their back, peting their hair and continuing to encourage them "That's it baby, just let it all out" until B finally finishes with a wet thump and an abrupt fart into their diaper. B sighs and fully collapses into A, blushing furiously but finally relieved and wraps themselves around A, messy diaper and all.