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chubloveinc · 5 months
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CW: Gas/farting/burping
So yesterday at work I knew was gonna be a fun day because I could feel the slight amount of bloating in my stomach still from the things I ate over the weekend. I work in a pharmacy, so I am there with my coworkers in a fairly small space all things considered and I could just feel my stomach bubbling the whole time. The pressure in my ass was just building more, and more, and more as time passed, and so I finally went to the bathroom and straight into a stall.
Thankfully no one was there because for a solid three minutes I just blasted fart after fart, letting all the gas out of me. So loud and noisy... But I couldn't deny how hot it felt. My belly flattening just a bit as all that trapped air finally escaped from me. I left after washing my hands, a blushing mess, and went back to work. I couldn't stop thinking about how it all felt.
It's a good thing then that I felt that same pressure building up inside of me a few hours later for round two. I felt a surprise toot escape from me, and so off I went once again, having to walk funny to hold it in for me to make it to the restroom. As soon as I was in, once again, no one was in there and the second the stall door was closed, before the pants were down even, the gas just forced itself out of me. I could feel the heat rising in my face as it went, but before long it was back to work I went, thinking surely after two rounds, I would finally be all clear.
I stood corrected when it came to an hour before we closed and that familiar pressure built up once again. We were finally slow by this point, and so I decided to go before I got to my pressure point like I had the past two times. It was a good thing too, as once I entered the restroom again and saw it was once again empty, the second the door closed I ripped out every last fart that was in me against the sinks, along with an involuntary moan. Finally, after a minute or so, the symphony stopped, and I was able to properly sit down and finish my business. Third time seemed to be the charm, because that was the end of it for the day...
I can't lie though, because I was really hoping for it to keep going. Maybe that's why I got a large soda on the way home to at least burp a bit before bed. Here's to it happening again soon, and maybe someone to appreciate some good gas.
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unknownn-girl · 1 month
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raystie · 2 years
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what the hell did he mean by this
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speedl00ver · 1 month
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Esdeath
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blackbeautyxoxo · 2 months
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america's sweetheart <3
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fawndollita · 2 months
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thinkin' about how I used to kiss you ♡
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gazkamurocho · 2 months
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Family ❤
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dopeanddiamantes · 1 month
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sharkrocket · 1 month
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Goromi.... What a woman
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chubloveinc · 4 months
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Tw: Gas kink
Over the past year I’ve realized something. The sound of a burp after a nice meal has always been satisfying to listen to, but now it’s starting to make me blush when I hear it, whereas others might gawk, I’m starting to turn red. Meanwhile, the deep rumbling noises that come when someone lets out a fart, while horrendous to others, is making me want to hear more with heightened attention. The forceful expulsion of air from one’s body is making me aroused, and I want to hear more.
But there’s something more to it now. Something more… Personal.
Whereas once it was the enjoyment of hearing other unleash their gas, I’ve noticed something change within me in the past month. Before, I never was excited by my own, but lately I can’t deny that the feeling of letting out a burp has been much more satisfying. The pressure building up in my ass before releasing into a chorus of farts is making me excited. Just before I typed this, I let out a stifled burp and three farts under my blanket and it left me throbbing… But more importantly I caught my brain wanting to push out more.
What’s happening to me?
This last month, I don’t know whether I’ve actually been getting gassier, or if I’m just noticing it more often. I’m finding myself drifting off and imagining being tight and bloated full of gas. I’m subconsciously thinking about letting out burp after fart, someone soothing and forcing all that air out of me. I’m wanting someone to be here with me, themselves bloated and filled, so I can savor every ounce of air pushed out by them. I’m left wanting them to fill me back up again, so they can revel in me becoming a gassy mess for them.
What’s happening to me?
I think I’m becoming a gas slut…
But that couldn’t be the case, right?
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unknownn-girl · 1 month
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dear-ao3 · 3 months
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belladonna-moons · 3 months
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couriernewvegas · 3 months
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if i see one more post about makeup or clothes and then ppl in the comments are going like girlhood 💗 this is what makes us girls 💗 i will blow up the building and everyone in it
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dreamysnowangel444 · 1 month
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He said I wanna buy you a classic white milkshake 'said I'll serve you up a special side of heartbreak୨୧
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