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Me and who? Having a partner with a loud tummy is so attractive, I wouldn’t even be able to think straight 😵‍💫🥴

BF's Insanely Upset Belly

I have felt so awful for my bf today but also just insanely turned on by it all.

Before he left to work he was complaining a little bit that his stomach felt a bit gross and that he'd had to go to the bathroom a few times during the night, but that he'd hopefully be okay at work today.

Not even an hour into him starting his shift, I get a message from him saying that his stomach is 'audibly upset' (cue me blushing like crazy just picturing him in his quiet workplace with a loud and upset gurgling belly), and that he's had to take multiple bathroom breaks since he started his shift so he's probably gonna leave early.

Fast forward again to him coming home early from work about an hour and a half after that message and he had a sheepish look on his face. I felt so bad that he felt embarrassed of his tummy and was in a lot of discomfort but glad that he was back for me to take care of him.

I asked him how he was feeling and he winced a bit and starting to rub his tummy with one hand, saying how every few minutes he can feel his stomach "burble and churn like it's try to settle". I feel so awful for him that he's not feeling well, but all I can think about is how hot his tummy is.

I gave him a big hug and mid-conversation (and hug) his belly let out a series of strong and loud glorps and gurgles that I could feel across my belly where my stomach was pressing against his. He leaned away a little bit, gently rubbed his stomach and told it to be quiet and told his tummy to leave him alone, which I just thought was one of the cutest things.

Our living room and office are pretty much in the same combined open-space room, so every now and again I can hear his belly let out a stream of insanely noisy and upset gurgles and bubbly sounds while he tries to subtly rub his stomach from across the room.

A minute or two ago (which prompted me to write this post), he stood up and showed me how bloated and distended his belly is, and it's insane, it looks like he's swallowed an entire watermelon and basketball whole, and his belly has almost 0 softness anymore (he's normally got a little bit of chub around his tummy but nothing crazy noticeable so this is a huge difference). His belly button has a cute little hood over it now and almost looks like an outie (it's normally a deep innie) where the skin is stretched and so help me god I can't focus on anything during this, ahhhhh.

At this very moment he's stood up, rubbing his stomach and gently leaning onto/pressing his belly into the back of his office chair to compress his belly to force some burps which he's hoping will help release the tightness in his stomach. Every now and again I can hear the sound of gas bubbles moving and small burps (with the odd hiccup beforehand) coming out and I am just so unbelievably horny right now.

Every time I'm astounded that he doesn't have this kink (or even knows that I have it) and that I'm insanely lucky to have a partner who is this shameless about it all. God I love him.

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Any other k!nk writers have that multi page document of half finished stories that you cannot, for the life of you, finish?

Mine is 29 pages long….29…and not a single one is publishable. Heeeelp

#sickfic

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Caregiver mode ✨ activated ✨ Even if tummies aren’t sick, they deserve lots and lots of soup and rubs. Now pardon me while I take a chill pill to make me less….feral

From a stomach bug to . .I think either the flu/cold or sinuses I've gotten.

Times like these, I wish I had a caretaker just filling my belly with soup and keeping me warm. Giving my belly subtle shakes that allow sloshing. Massaging the soreness out of my shoulders and legs. A dream.

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Fuck what did I eat..

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*Bows down* Part of me hopes you feel better, the other part is hopes you don’t.

This is why you’re the best🥰 Thank you for sharing…. I’m going to think about this all day now.

After absolutely stuffing myself with KFC last night, I had a heavy belly that was rumbling ever so slightly as I got out of bed. I bent over to grab a towel and a burp rumbled up my throat. It burned as it came up, a mouthful of liquid bursting into my mouth. I choked it back down, standing there with a hand on my tummy in shock.

The nausea settled in then. It was only a small amount, and didn’t amount to anything, but I lay in bed rubbing and nursing it for hours as it sloshed and roiled about.

Luckily (or unluckily for you lot) I didn’t puke. But I was very close to it.

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You mean definitely hot? Yeah, definitely hot🥵

I burped and my entire dinner came up into my mouth. Kinda hot though.

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Writing ‘tummy’ or ‘churning’ in a post makes me feel like that meme where it’s like ‘the h*es gonna love this ’

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My favorite words, paired with a belch? Let the devious belly rubs begin 😈

someone saying "I don't feel good" after belching....

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Acidic Tummies

Since yesterday, I’ve been fighting a little bit of acid reflux that’s been making me feel a little nauseous and it hit me, what about acidic tummy aches?

Tummies that may be fighting with spicy foods or citrus, maybe even foods that don’t agree with them, leaving them with a particularly sore, unpleasant and heavy feeling weighing inside them.

Tummies trying their best to break down hard to digest foods, sending gurgly splashes of stomach acid to back into the esophagus, slightly burning. Not enough to hurt, but just enough to make someone reach for antiacid tabs and rub their upset belly hoping for it to settle.

Buuuuuurp

#belly gurgles #belly ache #gassy #upset tummy #burping #tummy ache

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Today marks my favorite time of year. Sure it’s the start of the holiday season BUT it’s also the start of overindulgence for many belly creators.

I can’t wait to hear all of the upset tummy sounds from eating too much candy on Halloween, the overstuffed groans from Thanksgiving, the desperate gurgles from Christmas dinner, and the drunk sloshes from New Year’s Eve.

It really is the most wonderful time of the year🥹

#belly gurgles #stomach gurgling #stomach sounds #upset tummy #stomach gurgles #stomach growls #bloated stomach #stomach noises #bloated belly

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Since I was very very young. In elementary school, I had a mega crush on the boy who stood behind me in line. One day, he chugged bottles of chocolate milk at lunch and on our way back to the classroom, he said he was going to throw up.

All of a sudden brown colored vomit sprayed from between his fingers and I remember being so flustered and nervous. He continued to puke all down the hallway on the way to the nurse and I just remember thinking, “Oh? Oh wow I liked that.”

I’ve been like this ever since, keeping it hidden from my highly judgmental and emetophobic family and friends.

How long have you known you're into Emeto (question for the whole community)?

Warning: pretty much a whole life story under the cut. NONE OF THIS IS CLASSED AS BEING SEXUALISED! everything that happened was out of interest up until last year and by "last year" I mean December, I was already 18 by that point, if youre turned on by the other stuff that's on you please DNI

Because I know I've known since I was really young, like when I was little my friends and I would play with dolls ad a character would always get sick because I found it fascinating. It started to become part of all the games we played and I got worried people would find out that I thought it was cool, it was like a guilty pleasure. Around age 12, my friend wanted to get out of a field trip and asked if I knew any ways to get sick, I'd never tried any but I applied logic and told them they should Chug water until it bounces (it worked, I witnessed it, probably the strangest thing I've ever seen). It was age 13 I started getting into prank channels and fake puke, I'd act like I was vomiting and I'd watch other people on the Internet because it was fun, then I noticed I was way too invested in it, like I'd get mad if it wasn't realistic enough. It was probably when I was 15 when I started looking up why I was so obsessed with vomiting because I could barely sleep thinking about how strange I was, that's when I found all these posts online about "emetophilia". I denied it being a kink for months before I just gave in. It was at 16 when I really started experimenting, gagging myself, etc. I found out my friend had a whump thing and so we both experimented with stuffing until that got weird. I know it's gonna sound weird that we were doing that sort of stuff so young but we didn't sexualise it. Last year I got into a relationship with someone with the same kink as me, we used to gag each other and one time it led to them getting sick all down themself (it was all liquid so I didn't freak out) and since then it's sort of just spiralled for me.

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Bro ur actually one of the sweetest people on this app!!😭

OMG thank you 😭😭😭 I have a lot of respect for creators in this community! It takes a lot of guts (pun intended) to put yourself out there.

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I think I find my new favorite writer 😭

I’ve decided I want to write 3 of the halloween fics, so here is the first one I’m going to be working on.

🎭 costume discomfort!!

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Felicity never went trick or treating as a kid because she lived in the country side, and almost no one participated. She dressed up maybe once when her mother actually tried to give her a real halloween experience, but after that, this is her first genuine halloween.

Maliki, her boyfriend, decided the was going to surprise her with the “perfect halloween night” as he phrased it.

First, he walked her out to the living room where she saw a rather small, sort of cheeky costume of black widow, her favourite superhero. As they couldn’t go trick or treating, he decided he would treat her to a costume and some snacks. On the coffee table lay 3 DVDs of the Scream franchise, one of her all time favourite movie series.

With a gasp, she opened her eyes and took all of the sights in, realising how thoughtful this was of Ki.

“Oh Kiki..” she smiled as she turned to throw her arms around his neck, planting kisses all over his cheek. He guided her to the couch where he helped her change into the costume, and then brought out each snack he had bought.

“I went a little overboard..” Along with the pizzas they had ordered, 2 mediums, he got chips, candy, cookies, cakes, and many cans of pop. Her tummy rumbled with hunger as she licked her lips, ready to feast.

As the first movie played, she scarfed down half of the pizza, leaving the other half for lunch tomorrow. Next, Flic gobbled down at least half of a bag of spicy cheetos and chased it with 2 cans of Dr Pepper.

The second movie began, and she was a little bloated already just from the carbonation. She burped satisfyingly a few times, getting rid of the air, hurrying to move on to more snacks. She mainly chomped on her favourite chocolates and candies for the remainders of this movie.

By the time the third movie was ending, she had a taut, round belly that she hadn’t even realised got so big. It gurgled as it tried to process all of the food she had crammed in there. Just now, Felicity was coming to terms with how full she was, but not too nauseatingly so just yet.

“Oh, God. I’m full.” She said with a huff of air, smiling at the end of it as she looked at her boyfriend, who only stared back a little worriedly.

“Are you.. okay?” He cautiously asked.

“Of course I am.” She giggled, which dislodged a small, slightly meaty burp. Just then, a cramp ripped through her midsection, and she flopped over into Maliki with a burning indigestion in her chest. “Oof.. indigestion..” She huffed out.

“Oh baby.. I heard milk is good for indige-“ He started before she cut him off with a slightly more wet burp. “Never mind.”

She groaned and whined as she wiggled around to find a comfortable position, settling between her boyfriend’s legs as he rubbed her belly gently. His hand was barely grazing the top of the skin, but he could still feel the gurgles wetly vibrating against his palm.

“Dang baby.. this doesn’t feel good.” He cooed.

“It’s the pop.. it’s sloshing around in there.” She punctuated her sentence with a particularly wet burp which brought a hand to her lips. She thought she was going to burp up some liquid, but she didn’t.

The nausea was settling in slowly, then suddenly crashed like a tsunami, similar to how the liquid crashed her stomach’s walls. Her head swam as her heart rate quickened. Suddenly, she sat up, a hand cautiously testing her bloated stomach.

“Hurp..” She burped nervously before gagging into her hand, stomach clenching and audibly squishing liquid and chunky food around her belly. As she looked at her boyfriend with wide eyes and a hand clamped over her mouth, he knew he had to carry her as fast as possible to the bathroom. All of the jostling messed with her already sloshy belly, and by the time she was in front of the toilet, she was about to lose it.

“Fuck..” she mumbled with a hand pressed on the bloated mass of her midsection.

“Burrllp..” A wet burp rumbled up her throat, and she retched at the end, bringing up a small mouthful of Dr Pepper. It fizzed in the back of her nostrils as she coughed out the liquid, leading to more liquid cutting her cough off midway with a gurgly burp. It all sounded horrendous.

“BWORRP” “BURRRLLPP” “LLRRRGHH”

She retched roughly into the toilet water as the more liquidy vomit projected out of her, rubbing her belly desperately in attempt to ease the bubbling nausea and pain. Felicity’s boyfriend sat behind her holding her hair back as he watched her expel all of the food into the bowl.

As she was done with all of the thinner vomit, the chunkier stuff proved difficult to expel. She rubbed at her belly, trying to loosen it all, but had no luck. She gagged, burped, retched, heaved. Nothing came up. It sat like a rock in the bottom of her poor belly, gurgling away nauseatingly.

“How about we get you in the shower, you seem done..” Maliki cooed gently to her, stroking her hair and pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck soothingly. All of this was sending tingles to a specific part in his-

“Not.. *burrrrp* done yet..” She heaved over the water, flushing away the mixture of barely digested food. She was having no luck, however, and decided she would get in the shower with him.

As he held her up in the shower, she decided to guzzle a few mouthfuls of the warm water from the shower head, partly in thirst and partly in desperation.

“Babe.. I don’t think thats a smart ide-“ he began before noticing her burp wetly under the spray of water. The water was warm, and uncomfortable in her burbling belly, but it was mixing together with the chunkier foods and starting to bring her nausea back to a peak again.

“Gonna.. be sick..” she mumbled through thick swallows, noticing her boyfriend’s slightly shaky hand find her belly. Maliki blushed ever so slightly at this, but dismissed it just as quickly as his girlfriend doubled over and expelled the rest of her stomach contents in three burpy bouts.

Once she was done, he cleaned up the mess and wrapped her up in her favourite towel, making sure to be careful of her still bloated, delicate tummy.

They found their way to the bedroom where they would now cuddle, Felicity burping with every slight movement as her bubbly tummy gurgled emptily, but still slightly sickly, which she would sleep through til morning.

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Okay, I have no idea if this is good, let me know.. :)

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This post plus a story from my coworker today inspired this.

CW: Lots of emeto

Alex felt the jerky motions from the crowded city bus a little more than usual today. Every turn, left or right, left Alex bracing themselves against the back of the chair they were standing next to. The movement of the bus didn’t typically make them feel so motion sick, but today, the bus driver’s movements were making it difficult for Alex’s breakfast to stay in place.

Breakfast. Alex couldn’t even think about the breakfast that was now gurgling in their belly ominously. They had overslept through their alarms and had to scarf down some instant oatmeal that they had only microwaved for 30 seconds in a plastic cup so they could dump it down their throat on the way out of the door. The oats hadn’t had a chance to absorb any of the water so after drinking down the semi sweetened watery mix still on top, they roughly swallowed the dry oats. In the moment, they didn’t think anything of it, but now, the oatmeal was in a war with last night’s dinner and Alex only hoped that they wouldn’t have to see which meal won. 

After a couple of stops, the bus began to feel cramped, overcrowded with warm bodies and their various smells, all pressed against each other like sardines in a can. Sardine, why was Alex thinking about sardines now? Their stomach groaned at the thought of smell of the salty, pungent fish. Instinctively, Alex put their hand over their sweatshirt to try to muffle the sounds. They were pressed so closely to the person sitting beneath them, they were afraid that they would hear the sound of their belly revolting. 

Even over the fabric, Alex could feel that something was wrong. Their stomach erupted into a symphony of sickly gurgles that made their throat hitch. “No, oh god no,” they thought to themselves as the let out a little burp into their fist. They put their hand back to their belly, which seemed to be expanding rapidly as food tossed around with the motion of the bus. 

Alex tried to breath, closing their eyes to focus on something else, anything else than their rioting belly. God they felt so sick as nauseous heat began to creep up their chest, neck and face. They gently lifted their sweatshirt and slide their finger to just above their belly button when they could feel just how the motion of the bus caused the chunky contents to slosh with each stop and go motion. What was about to happen wasn’t good, if only they would wait until the next stop to get off the bus and find somewhere private. They could not do this in front of people. 

The bus lurched forward and as did Alex’s belly. They let out a groan into their fist and opened their eyes to find the woman sitting on the chair looking at them with concern, “Are you alright?” Alex’s stomach thought it would answer for them with another deep churn. Alex forced a little smile and nodded. The woman did not look convinced, “Are you sure? If that’s your stomach, you don’t sound too good?” At that a cramp rose from deep within their belly. “I promise,” they said, voice dripping with nausea, “Its just breakfast digesting. Sorry to bother you.” 

Breakfast. Crap. Now Alex’s mind wondered back to the contents of their stomach, sitting heavy and unsettled. There was no doubt about it. They ARE going to throw up, but they couldn’t on a bus, Infront of dozens of strangers. They sound, the smell, not to mention the sight. Where would they throw up? They didn’t have a sick bag or anything…before they could finish thinking, their stomach suddenly clenched and sent up the messy chunks that had been causing it to feel so terrible. Alex’s cheeks filled with the hot chunky liquid. They began to panic, eyes wide, looking for something, anything to catch it. After assessing the area, the decided that desperate times called for desperate measured, they needed to swallow the mouthful of sick back down. 

Alex tried to brace themselves as they relaxed their throat to try to swallow everything but the partially digested oatmeal hurt their throat and refused to go down. They began to frantically search as they felt their stomach preparing to send another rush of vomit into their mouth, that one would surly end up all over their sweatshirt and the woman next to them. 

In a last minute stroke of genius, Alex remembered that the only thing they had was a pencil bag in their back pack, they just needed to hold everything in until they were able to fish it out. In one quick motion, they swung their backpack around to the front of them, but the motion coupled with a sharp turn from the bus sent Alex over the edge. Just as they opened their backpack, the mouthful of puke they strained so hard to keep in, gushed out all over the inside. Alex looked down into the backpack, surprised by the sticky and chunky beige mixture covering everything. Another sickly gurgle sent a second surge of vomit into the back pack quietly. 

Alex was mortified. They quickly wiped the strings of saliva from their lips and looked up, ready to meet the judgmental glares of everyone on the bus but to their surprised, no one had paid them any attention. Not one person had seen the embarrassing event. Alex sighed in relief as they finished dumping the third surge of vomit into their bag. Still no one noticed. Alex had stealthfully avoided ruin, however, their notes and iPad weren’t so lucky. 

The bus jerked to a halt at Alex stop, causing them to burp up one more mouthful of slimy chunks, presumably last night’s dinner, before they zipped up their soiled bag and started to make a b line for the exit with their free hand on their stomach. They weren’t done by any means but they had enough time to get off the bus and figure out the next place to empty their gut. But before they disembarked, they heard a loud churning sound, similar to the ominous noises their own belly was letting out, but this one was much lower, and much deeper. They whipped around to the sound of the woman who was sitting next to them, now loudly burping into her own purse, the contents of her resting haphazardly on her lap. They two caught each other’s eyes and gave each other a knowing nod. Sometimes desperate times, call for desperate measures. 

thinking about sickie having to throw up in their backpack/handbag/tote bag

#emeto #puke #throwup #vomiting #vomit story #vomit mention #vomit kink #cw vomit

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I hastily scarfed down a croissant before a Zoom call and now it’s causing a commotion in my tummy.

Thank god I’m muted because my belly is grumbling audibly and I keep letting out soft burps into my fist.

I must have swallowed a ton of air while shoving breakfast down my throat. Would be a shame if I were to add sparkling water to it and provoke my tummy more….

#belly gurgles #burping #stomach sounds #gassy

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Ooh now this….this is the stuff 🤤

Thinking about scenarios where the caretaker acknowledges the sickie's empty stomach/appetite a short while after they've thrown up:

Frowning in concern, raising an eyebrow, or chuckling when the formerly sick stomach lets out a deep, hungry growl.

"Feeling better now, are we?" (Said directly to Sickie or to the belly in question.)

"You threw up so much earlier/last night; you must be so hungry."

"Do you want something to eat? You did end up losing your dinner/lunch/breakfast..."

"I got you a snack for later, seeing as how you just completely emptied your stomach."

"I keep forgetting you've technically missed a meal..."

"You should eat something so that your stomach's not completely empty."

"All that puking must have worked up an appetite, right?"

"No wonder you're starving; you threw up until there was nothing left."

"Your poor stomach must feel so cheated out of its (insert meal/food type)."

I feel like most of these work best with tropes like motion sickness, where the nausea will most likely fade as soon as the sickie's environment changes, rather than lingering causes like actual sickness or food poisoning, but I suppose it depends on how much time has passed. Anyway, I hope someone out there can enjoy this product of my insomnia and trash brain 🖤

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I overdid it

I ordered delivery from one of my favorite restaurants that makes the best burgers and fries. The last few times I’ve had dinner there, I’ve woken up with a bloated upset belly but I figured it’s early enough in the day, I should be fine. I was wrong.

A few fries in, I started to feel things shifting around in my stomach. I didn’t think much of it since sometimes the first free bites can cause allot of activity when I’m hungry. I continued to eat the double cheese burger until everything shifted in my belly. I immediately put the burger down and just as I did so, my tummy made a very angry groan followed by some slow moving “glorpy sounds.”

I thought about ignoring them for a minute, telling myself it was digestion and nothing more but I was kidding myself. I went to eat one more bite and my stomach revolted. I quickly and quietly escaped to the restroom where my angry belly continued to gurgle and groan while I managed out burps.

Now I’m laying in bed, bloated with a heating pad on my belly. I really wish I could have someone be my big spoon as they rub my upset tummy to help it settle.

#belly gurgles #belly ache #burping #upset tummy #gassy #bloated burps #burp kink #belly kink