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NOTE: DO NOT TELL ME ABOUT YOUR IRL KINK ACTIVITIES. I DON'T WANT A FEEDEE, I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR WEIGHT GAIN AND FRANKLY DON'T CARE. I DON'T WANT PICTURES OF YOUR BELLY. TELLING RANDOM WOMEN SEXUAL DETAILS THEY DON'T WANT TO HEAR IS SEXUAL HARASSMENT.

Gainers stuffers etc are welcome to interact, and I have nothing against you any more than I have against non kink havers because of their fellow community outsiders who sexually harass me in non-kink related ways, but don't tell me about your sex life or try to talk dirty to me without my consent. Writing kink content does not mean I'm interested in you or looking for someone.

Commissions are open for art and writing! NO free requests, NO art trades, NO RP.

Ira, female, late 20s. I like big tummies!

Here you will find a collection of stuffing, inflation, etc art for tinies (micro humans/pet people) and assorted kemonomimi. All of my fics and stories take place in the same universe, one in which humans keep kemonomimi in the same roles as their fully animal counterparts would have (catboys are pets, mouse tinies are pets, lab subjects, or even vermin, etc.), and all of my characters are adults. I block for suggestions involving shotacon, underage, etc.

I love interaction and comments so feel free to share your thoughts! I will not take suggestions for art of underage characters.

💚 kemonomimi and catboys, stuffing, belly kink, inflation, micro, giant/tiny, eggpreg, mpreg (minor side focus), belly stuckage, parasites, petplay universe/pet people, nausea, emeto, achy and/or sick tummies, weight gain (belly only)

🚫 birth, egglaying, farting/scat, female characters, ferals, underage, explicit sexual content/genital mentions, moobs/fullbody wg, secretly fattening characters up, characters w/vaginas

FAQ:

OH BOY CAN I

What if there's a trend of having your own personal trapped tiny? Wild tinys end up caught and shoved into decorative vases and jars, then inflated with something, perhaps like an expandable foam that makes the tinys belly swell and fill out whatever space they're in before hardening, sealing the tiny into whatever container they're in 😈

another fic idea is just. eating nothing but MREs for days on end is not good for you. so after a week of this in some field exercise his belly feels so swollen and tight and heavy, further blown up by trapped gas that's now causing all kinds of sharp little pains. three meals a day are going in and nothing's going out, so everything is just piling on top of the meal before it.

by the time he actually gets over his pride and sees a corpsman about it - because he was like 19 when he enlisted and even stupider then than he is now - his uniform is uncomfortably tight, he's entirely lost his appetite to a constant low-grade nausea, and his bowels are just cramping over and over again in a spasmodic sort of response to being overstretched even though it does nothing.

so tim has to have a warm water enema administered, and given that he's already full of a week's worth of food, another liter or more of volume being pushed into him feels awful in a way he doesn't anticipate. he's embarrassed and thinks it's weird but thinks he's going to be a manly man about it—only to end up panting and moaning, on the verge of tears, by the halfway point.