My friends I'm back with some more anecdotes hehehehe. My boyfriend gave me permission to share so here we gooo.
I am bisexual but when it came to "sexual" (especially with emeto because it's the only thing that turns me on like crazy) I was only attracted to women... I'd occasionally read fictional men's emeto fics (Kazuha and Albedo) but DAMN this dude's stories have a chokehold on me... My mind becomes fuzzy... It's LDR rn but I can't wait to spend time with him in summer because he says his stomach acts up from the terrible heat :D with that aside, I'll hop onto the stories he shared.
I don't know the chronological order but two of them happened last year and one of them happened this year... Gonna type it out in order he told me.
1. A few months ago, (still friends, he didn't know I had emetophilia, only told him after we got into relationship and he received it so well hehe) I remember him sending me a casual text saying "oh I threw up my lunch from coughing too hard". Here's the details he shared... I'll paraphrase (and translate to the best of my abilities).
He was already feeling funny in the stomach but nothing serious. He is allergic to dust so he coughs quite often but this time , he went into a coughing fit. He was coughing really hard then all of a sudden, he said he "felt like puking". He ran straight into the toilet and spilled his guts out. He described it as "fountain". He said he was coughing and retching so hard that he got a bad headache from it. Then he cleaned up and went out. His mom asked "what's wrong?" He casually said "Eh, I just threw up". (I was too shy to ask for details) .
2. This happened last year. I remember him telling me he got a bad fever but now I have the details. So out of nowhere, he started feeling really cold in the evening. His head was pounding and he felt slightly nauseous but the cold was overbearing. He got two blankets to put on but nothing helped. He tried to call his mom from the other room but his phone was switched off and he was too weak to call out so he gave up. He struggled to get up but still did, and took two paracetamols (my darling here has reached plateau with paracetamol doses). His chest hurt too. He came back, went under the blanket and finally got to sleep. When he woke up next morning, the fever had gone down but he was very weak. His dad asked him to go see the doctor but he didn't because he thought he'd get better. Now comes lunch time. He was done eating and took the plate to the kitchen. Out of nowhere, he felt dizzy and decided he'd go lay down. He said he was feeling nauseous but there was a different kind of discomfort in his stomach which he thought would go away if he lied down. He described the feeling as someone hitting him in the stomach. Anyways since he was feeling dizzy, he was walking slowly and carefully and all of a sudden, he felt the urge to vomit. He clapped his hand over his mouth and ran to the toilet. He opened the door and vomited all over the floor. He described it as a fountain again - "I opened the door and there it was, a fountain". He threw up everything he had for lunch but he still felt nauseous and started bringing up water. He felt like his stomach would crawl out too. After an intense retching and vomiting session, he got to tired and sat on the floor. The shower head was nearby and his head was killing him so he turned it on and had his head under it. He thought since he needs to clean his hands, face and entire toilet, might as well start the shower. After a while he started feeling better and turned the shower off and then his mom asked him to dry his hair off and she'll clean the toilet (I wish I was there, she's a sickly person too). After that, he said he couldn't keep anything down, whatever he ate, it'd come back up. Back when it actually happened, he only told me about the fever not the vomiting :(
3. (My favourite). College let up early and there wasn't anyone at home so he got biriyani from a local store. He paired it with coke, heavenly pair (and I agree). The entire meal was good but he had forgotten to eat the egg, so he decided he'd eat it at the end and so he did. Popped the entire thing in mouth and bit down. It was a rotten egg. He said he swallowed it but I guess the rotten egg's taste made him want to vomit ? He simply said it was a rotten egg and he ran to the toilet (this time made it to the bowl) and threw everything up, the rotten egg, the biriyani and the coke. After throwing up and cleaning up after himself, he came out and was thinking what he should do because his stomach is empty (literally threw up entire lunch) and while he was thinking about that, he felt the urge to vomit again and went in and threw up. (Some egg it was, sorry but thank you egg, I WISH I WAS THERE). This went on for 3-4 times. Like he threw up, went back to his room, immediately felt the urge to throw up and went back in the toilet to throw up (I wonder what he was throwing up at that point). So the only break he had between the several sessions of vomiting was the walk from toilet to room.
I wish I was there to witness. I can't help but want it to happen again, he even said he'll have another rotten egg for me (I don't want that). But DAMN, vomiting 3-4 times continuously without much gap between each ? Like... You're done puking, or so you think so you go out and then feel the urge to puke and run back in and it happens for 3-4 TIMES ?! This incident could have waited for meeeeeeeeee
I asked him questions and he said he's loud puker until there's no voice coming out of his throat (I'd assume from too much puke coming up ?) and he vomits in few huge waves at first and then it's coughing and retching (and my little heart hopes that some vomit comes up too). And he gets weak from vomiting, blacking out and having bad headaches so it's INTENSE.
I feel bad that he suffers a lot when vomiting, like it's intense for him but... That's my kink too ? Aaah I wonder why I'm like this but then again, he's happy to indulge me so who am I to say no when he reassures me he doesn't mind and enjoys indulging me... Wish he was into emetophilia too... Like HOW DO YOU HAVE SEXY STORIES AND NOT GET TURNED ON ?? But then again, his kind of puking session is my guilty pleasure so.... Oh well... I was so happy (and turned on) I wanted to share it here. Again I got permission as long as I hide his name (which ofc I won't reveal lol)