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Back again for another year! A creative feedist community project for everyone and anyone to take part in, here’s 31 days of 62 prompts, meaning you can do one, both or something that combines the two for each day!

Art, writing, photos, audios, feel free to express each prompt as you’d like to in relation to feedism, belly kink, indulgence, inflation and more! Please tag with '#feedist kinktober' and/or '#feedist kinktober 2024' so that everyone can share and see all our community’s creativity!

Transformation 🔀 / Farmer's Market 🌽

Latex Love 🖤 / Masquerade Ball 💃

Date Night 🍾 / Creepy Cookies 🍪

Leashed 🔗 / Hologram ✨

Cannibal Campers 🥩 / Tea Party 🫖

Ocean's Delight 🌊 / Possession 👻

Magic Mirror 🪞 / Donut Devotee 🍩

Ren Faire 👑 / Plugged In 🔌

Massively Milky 🥛 / Euphoria 💖

Full Moon 🌕 / Containment Breach ☢️

Theatrical 🎭 / Power Play 🔃

Candy Crush 🍬 / Eldritch Nightmares 👁️

GoTHICC 🥀 / Stitched Together 🪡

Pumpkin Spice 🎃 / Alien Abduction 🛸

Slasher 🔪 / Guardian Angel 😇

Runway Ready 👠 / Crystal Ball 🔮

Gaining Gamer 🎮 / Dungeon 🏰

Cult 🧑‍🤝‍🧑 / Artist's Muse 🎨

Invasive Vines 🌿 / Sweet Shop 🍭

Haunted House 🏚️ / Supersized Stoner 🍁

Chained Up ⛓️ / Silky Soft 💕

Exposed 😳 / Bewitching 🧙‍♀️

Bonfire Bash 🔥 / Rotten Core 🪱

Ritual 🫀 / Wardrobe Woes 👕

Olympian 🏛️ / Kaiju Attack! 🐙

Satanic Panic 😈 / Ice Cream Dream 🍦

Boozy Belly 🍺 / Dragon's Hoard 🐉

Plagued 🐀 / Movie Star 🎥

Spider's Web 🕸️ / Theme Park 🎡

Bulging Bimbo 💝 / Ancient Spirit 🪦

Monster Mash 💀 / Black Mail 💌

After greeting you with a hug and a warm smile they tell you „were leaving for lunch in 1 hour, i hope youre thirsty cause youre finishing these before we leave, alright? If you do ill pay for your meal.“ you think theyre kidding, but theyre dead serious and hand you the can. „No way haha ill be wasted by the time we leave!“ „trust me. Youre gonna drink what i tell you to.“

the thought secretly gets you kinda turned on and really, it seems fun so you open the first can and chug the whole thing, easy.

You chug another before the shower, while showering you start to feel them hit and feel slightly more relaxed and happy, a bit dizzy too, but its barely anything, at this point youre convinced itll be fine.

After getting out the shower you go to your room where your friend is, wearing just your underwear and a towel. Your friend tells you you need to hurry up and opens 2 more cans of beer. „Come on, we only have 30 minutes and you only had 2, you gotta finish these right now dude.“ „alright, alright, chill out haha“ you chug one and then have to take a break to burp from the carbonation, then chug half of the next, your belly feels pretty full.

Then you put on the clothes you put out and make some small talk about your week, while your friend opens another can and hands you the half finished one. You finish it off in a couple gulps then get a couple solid sips of the next once its empty.

„Honestly what possessed you to ask me to do this? Its so [burp]- sorry its so dumb haha“ youre feeling your face get warm and that familiar dizziness set in. „I think im [burp]- sorry im starting to sorta feel it..“ „Hah bet you cant finish these then!“ your friend shoves the almost finished beer towards you and you have an easy time finishing it. Then one more, and one more after putting on your shoes, before you get out the door.

Walking towards your friends car your belly feels really bloated and full from the 7 beers you had in one hour. Youre dizzy and your body feels loose, your heads swimming and youre properly drunk now, swaying and almost stumbling multiple times. „Hic- you got me drunk dude howm i meanta have Hic- lunch withya now?“ you stumble into the car and drop heavy into the front seat „SHODGUN!“ you yell while giggling. „Well were driving for a bit, theres some more beers you gotta drink these till were there“ your friend doesnt really care about you embarrassing yourself.

You spot the bag from before in between your feet, 3 more beers inside. Youre squinting and you cant tell but your eyes are almost completely crossed and youre flushed and have a loose, drunk perma-grin on your face. You clumsily grab after a can, your hand slapping against it and grabbing onto it, you sway forward and backward, hiccup once, twice and then open the can and chug, dropping it on your belly once its empty. Whend you slide down in your seat? „Hic- swhen do we gedd there again?“ „in about 15 minutes, so hurry haha, or… are you giving up?“ your friend asks teasingly.

„Nope hic- [burp] mnod givin up! Im 'onna finish these beers i can do id dude hic- trusd me!“ you open another can wastedly spilling some down your chin. Your arm drops heavily on your stomach, head lolling forward, you squint your eyes to see the last can, your booze filled belly bouncing with each hiccup. You chug the can, burping loudly. You groan, everythings spinning and youre totally wasted. Your friend laughs in the drivers seat, looking at how sloshed you got yourself at little prompting …

“Were here.” Your friend seems to be all smiles. You sloppily open the door and struggle your way out of the car, somewhere at the back of your head you get a fuzzy thought that youre definitely too drunk to hide it but you dont really care right now. You mainly want some food and to use the bathroom.

Luckily your friend is right there to help you get out the car and wraps their arm tightly around you while walking to the entrance “we can just pretend were a couple, itll be fine” they assure you when you slur something about having trouble walking alone.

You barely Register anything, just the usual look of the Restaurant youve been at a couple times before and the fact that your bodies not cooperating in the slightest.

“Godda use th’ bathroom..” you slur at your friend as soon as youre shown your table, completely disregarding the waitress and they help you even into the stall, waiting in front of it and watching amusedly while you wastedly stumble to the sink, crashing against it and then laughing about that. Youre hiccuping the whole time.

Your friend holds you close while you slowly and not quite steadily make your way to the table, you drop into the seat, relieved to be sitting down. The rooms spinning and youre slightly nauseous from it (and having 10 beers) so youre really craving that salty and greasy breakfast. You guys order, you try hard to speak clearly but youre swaying in your seat, eyes almost closed and rolled upwards in an attempt to see the waitress and slurring so much the waitress asks you to repeat your order, you get some fried egg, fries and meat, and some small bread rolls with herb butter for an appetizer. You order a water as well. Your friend orders a bottle of prosecco along with their food and drink.

The appetizer and drinks come fast enough and you sip the cold water and drunkenly scarf down some of the bread, relieved and thinking that its now gonna get better.

Unfortunately for you, your friend pours out 2 glasses of the prosecco and “cheers” to you, you pleadingly look at them “i se-hic-iously cand drin’ more” “you will, c’mon. Just this glass then ill let you eat in peace” you try to argue for a bit but eventually cave, youre feeling better after some food and water so …you drink that glass a bit too fast to be polite, your friend swaps it with theirs. “Aww c’mooon.!” You slur too loud. Your friend pours more into the glass infront of them, your head is almost on the table by now, drunkenly trying to look at the plates and glasses, you dont realize your mouth is open most of the time with how numb your face feels.

Your food arrives “thank you” your friend states “hic-‘ank youu” you slur.

You dig in. You cant really tell if its good or not, you really just want something other than booze in your stomach right now so you sloppily finish your whole plate, barely able to coordinate enough to cut up your food and land it in your mouth. Youre gone far past being able to stick to any etiquette. You drink the second glass prosecco unthinkingly, you dont notice your friend refilling it.

You dont remember how you end up back at home, but when you open your eyes you feel good, happy and fuzzy and sloshy, your friend sitting next to where youre laying on the couch, watching tv “hic- whattime izzit?” “Oh its just past 2pm, how ya feeling?” “Feelin good…i don’ remember geddin’ home..” “you were way too wasted haha i carried you to the car and drove you home, you also got sick and we had to stop halfway back here so i had you drink some water and sleep it off, but you probably dont remember that” you laugh more than its funny. “Nah i don’ remember..” you sit up, you feel dizzy and sloppy and unfocused in the best way.