Lover of tummy aches

"Hey! You! Come over here!!"

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Paint it badly or it'll never be painted.

Sculpt it badly or it'll never be sculpted.

Sew it badly or it'll never be sewn.

Make it badly or it'll never be made.

MORE BOWUIGI FAMILY!!!

Sweet reunions 💕

I want to be told I'm doing well, as I'm struggling to swallow each bite. I want a hand to squeeze against my bloated belly, reminding me of how full it is, and how dangerous it currently is to play with. I want gentle hands along my chin, guiding my gaze upwards as I lower to my knees, the last view I'll have of them for a moment. I want to be told I'm pretty before they step behind me and lower to my level.

I want to feel their thigh press between my legs, hands gripping my hips and bringing me closer to them, giving me permission to grind along their thigh. I want to feel their hands along my stomach, between my legs, along my chest, up my neck, in my mouth. I want to feel their embrace around me as I pant, squirming hard against them. I want to feel their breath on the back of my neck, hear their praise rumble from behind my ear.

I want to feel them close to me as I struggle to swallow, their chest against my back and their hands around my stomach as my tongue hangs between my lips and I struggle to breathe. I want to be told to let it out onto the floor, or on myself, of in a bin, or in the toilet. I want to be held close and praised each time I gag and spew and overwhelming bloat of partially digested gluttony. I want to soak their thigh completely, I want to make a mess.

I want to be turned around and shushed when they think I'm done. I want to be held in their lap, my head on their shoulder and their arms around me as they tell me how good I did. Their hands cup my cheeks and bring a glass of water to my lips - or maybe it's milk, or soda, or something else completely. I drink it quickly, and it comes right back up and all over us.

I want to ride them, facing them with their hands on my stomach. I want the motion of the action to upset my stomach, force more vomit up my throat and onto us. I want an orgasm like I've never had before.

1. Eat until absolutely stuffed.

2. Get turned on about it.

3. Realize you're so full/fat you can really reach right now.

4. Slap at and jiggle your fat pad in an attempt to stimulate anything. Just manage to tease yourself.

I'm basically becoming more of a waterbed with each passing day.