DMs open, please be sweet 🌽 Eat all the yummy yummy shame corn also 18+ minors and pedos n zoos n all dni also I'm taken this is just a kink blog I'm here to kink broskis lemme kink Oh I should probably warn you, I'm into bellies and farts n scat. Yea I'm not too proud but I'm glad I have an accepting partner ❤️
Any and all pronouns bc genderfluid and bc more anonymity/ambiguity 😈
I'm 18+ btw no minors interact with me ever please
And no ppl attracted to kids or animals that's not good or ethical
And no one mean in general
So uhhh god gave me a kink for every part of the digestive process except piss so this is my little cope corner
🗣️📣‼️‼️‼️‼️🌽 Yes goodness sorry I forgot to like EXPLICITLY explicitly state: THIS IS A VERY GROSS NSFTUMBLR BLOG it's not illegal usually buttt I am a very gross ethical 🌽 lover warning for scat (💩) that's as extreme as it gets I think
Also hey if any of y'all sfw or fandom blogs saw me like your content sorry I just like your content you can block me if you want
🌽 My DMs are open! Free to talk about any kinks listed or whatever you wish ✨ +18, no creeps, & I am taken 💖
im into:
Both genders all genders no gender humans humans humans multiple humans at the same time grrr
Farts
Scat (not eating or smearing just relief and desperation)
Hunger (not pro ana just tummy noises and sensations if u have an ED seek help)
Stuffing/bloating
Feedism
Burps
Tummy noises
Bellies in general
Bdsm
Petplay (I'm a submissive little puppy and my chronically stressed ass enjoys the regression very much)
Hypnosis
Nerds and like science experiments and mid-sex obscure video game references (looking at you partner I love you)
Vore (fantasy ofc)
Consensual somno especially soft and wholesome and combined w/ other kinks like puppy stuff
Fluffy sappy cavity causingly sweet wholesome sex/kink/aftercare both giving and recieving
⭐ Unique kink combos, so send me ideas if you got em!
And sometimes:
Terato!! Big big monsters (not animals tho. I'll take only any creature that CAN consent)
Emeto (very rarely)
Mouths (clean and well taken care of I don't like unclean bodies in general personally)
Feet (not something I'll be talking about at least not much but I'm very attracted to my partner's feet specifically, if feet weren't in contact with the ground and common hosts of bacteria I'm sure I'd be way more into it. Germs and dirt and grossness are the only things stopping me really. Hi partner if you're reading this I love your beautiful feet and if I had any less restraint I'd kiss em!)
I like some intox but mostly just w🍃🍃d as a medication/remedy + community/culture????? for me. It certainly does help some but I still need to improve my moderation lol
im not into:
Anything unethical or illegal or unsafe or actual death/danger adjacent also go/re, zoo/animals, in/ces/t, and pe.d.o/children
Actual r@/pe (CNC is ok in heavily communicated super established very consensual adult rp in fact I rather like CNC but NOT REAL NONCON EVER)
Slob/filth/uncleanliness its cool just not for me, I'm very germaphobic irl but u live ur life slobs ily just don't die pls
Piss idk why god left out only one piece of the full set but pop off ig
Ageplay it's not for me but pacifiers + diapers specifically and the idea of no responsibility/pressures is cool
I'm not very judgemental unless a kink actively causes harm to oneself or others I mean look at me
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I really appreciate the kink community on Tumblr and uhh if you wanna talk kink experiences or ideas just submit an ask or maybe even dm me just keep it platonic and non creepy/predatory please and keep in mind I'm taken and have a life and all that
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crazy experience. on monday I went out to dinner with friends, and we got burritos in a kinda sketchy hole-in-the-wall type place. mine was huge, very rich and greasy and saucy, and I went to bed with my stomach settled but very full. in the morning it seemed like all of the food had transformed into air, I felt hugely bloated and I only had to sit up to make uncontrollable farts start spilling out. and they REEKED like hot garbage, it was insane. it was so bad that I couldn’t let them out at work, I had to go to the bathroom to do it cause they were so big and pungent.
i assumed that this meant my stomach was upset and I would soon be letting out all that food, but nothing came that day. it was all just endless gas, no real relief. on wednesday i felt the need to go, but it ended up being just a couple tiny pieces, clearly far less than the volume I’d been eating. it didn’t solve the smell issue of course, whatever was causing the gas was still stuck inside me. this process repeated on thursday, and again barely anything wanted out.
by then I was permanently bloated and getting uncomfortable. it didn’t really feel like there was anything hard forming, just that for some reason all the waste had collected higher up in my belly and was refusing to move down. I still got periodic relief from farting, and every morning I would push out a few really long airy burps to clear out the air that would seep up into my stomach each night. it was too painful to hold the gas in, so I would sort of leak that hot garbage stink all day. I would get home and realize my room still smelled from the morning.
friday started exactly the same, I got through breakfast and lunch and was feeling a little breathless from the fullness. near the end of the day my stomach suddenly cramped up violently. I was genuinely shocked to feel a series of small farts escape totally against my will, I had tried to hold them cause I wasn’t in private but I couldn’t. that made the cramps ease off so I kept working, but a few minutes later they squeezed my guts again and I quickly left for the bathroom. I could feel something more than air at my hole now, and was sure I was about to have diarrhea from how hot and wet the gas was. I sat down on the toilet and immediately exploded, it really felt like a stream of liquid shit propelled by pockets of trapped gas and it went on for much longer than I expected. but when I looked down the bowl was full of solid, well-formed logs. I had never experienced anything like it, it came out so fast and uncontrollably that it felt exactly like diarrhea, and it went on for so long that I never would’ve guessed the logs could be as wide as they were.
obviously the toilet was hopelessly clogged, the pile didn’t even shift when I flushed. I left feeling SO much better with the days of fermenting waste finally out of my belly. the trapped gas is still working its way out though, so I can’t say the smell situation has improved 😝
You see your partner doing dishes, and go to hug them from behind. You nuzzle into their neck, drawing a contented hum out of them as they relax against you. Encouraged, you snake your arms around their waist, pulling them closer.
"Oh, wait, hold on," they grunt, trying to loosen your hold. "Don't squeeze. You're gonna make me burp."
Face buried in their neck, you smirk to yourself and tighten your grip.
Surprised, they inhale sharply. You feel a low growl pass through their belly, feel it rumble up their throat, feel it push into their mouth right before they crane their neck to direct a rumbling BwuUOorp away from you. You also feel the contented burble that rolls through their stomach after, like a sigh of relief.
"I warned you," their tone is teasing, but you can tell they're blushing. "Hope you're proud of yourself."
i want to find him reclined back in his computer chair, legs and arms spread, trying desperately to give his overstuffed belly as much space as possible while it struggles to digest the large dinner he's barely managing to keep down.
i want to crawl on his lap while he's stiff and bloated; i want to give him more. let me rock in his lap, one hand helping to guide his next bite to his mouth, the other to stroke the side of his belly. until it's all too much for his poor churning tummy to handle,
groaning and panting and gasping through every moan, so nauseous and queasy that his mind is only occupied with how he can possibly stave off the urge to throw up, until it catches even him off guard when a gush of vomit is hiccupped passed his lips, eyes wide as another wave comes spewing out, copious and chunky just before a sniffly moan cuts off into another bubbling lurch, his sick more liquidy and creamy as it shoots out of him, onto my lap, his lap, he's shaky and burpy and nervously whispering that he's not done, he's so sorry but he's not done—, watching him try and cover his mouth as his shoulders heave, hoping that it would be enough to keep everything else he ate from coming right back up...
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You don't notice how quickly you've finished your soda until you hit bottom, straw pulling up air. You're at the movies, so preoccupied with worrying whether or not your date is enjoying themself, that you absentmindedly sucked down your drink in record time. As though it was waiting for you to realize your mistake, your stomach gives an ominous, gaseous whine. You desperately need to burp.
Normally you're good at subtly letting up a burp. If you'd paced yourself, you could have been breathing out quiet little bursts of soda fizz under your breath this whole time. Stifling soft sounds in your throat, and exhaling bubbly gas politely out your nostrils. But it's too late for that. Now your stomach is so pressurized that you don't trust yourself to control whatever it might send up. You resolve to hold in the carbonation, and try to focus on the movie.
It hurts. Your stomach starts producing loud groans, which you attempt pathetically to disguise by shifting in your seat. The fidgeting is starting to draw your date's attention. They look over, and you offer what you hope is a reassuring smile. It feels closer to a pained grimace.
You consider excusing yourself to the bathroom to sort out your bad decisions. But, before you can, the action on screen explodes and the soundtrack swells. Startled, you gasp out a burp without meaning to.
Your heart stops. Did anyone hear that? Your burp wasn't quiet, but the movie was far louder. You dart your eyes towards your date and find their attention still glued to the screen. You breathe out a sigh of relief.
This could actually work. You wait for another action scene, then burp under cover of the soundtrack. More confident now, you chance a low, urgent—huurrp. Mercifully, it works again. And again. And again.
hruurp
boorr...urp
hoauurp
The pressure grows more manageable with each release of bubbly gas. It's starting to seem like you might successfully burp away your bellyache without alerting your date or anyone else in the theater. Then the soundtrack hits a lull.
That's fine. You know the volume will pick back up. Still feeling in control, you swallow back a belch, determined to wait.
But the quiet is stretching on. You can feel air trying to creep up your throat again, but force yourself to gulp it back. To contain any humiliating noises your stomach tries to send up. Your uncomfortable squirming must be more noticeable than you'd hoped because your date looks at you again concerned. They lean over.
"You okay?"
They're so close. Close enough you can feel their warmth radiating onto your skin...Close enough they can probably hear the soda bubbles fizzing inside you. You wince at the thought.
Wanting to reassure them you're alright, you go to whisper back. But, as you do, an audible gurgle breaks from your gut. Panic seizing you, you try to pull back, but it's too late. All the air you've been holding in rushes out of you in an abrupt belch, devastatingly loud in the silent theater.
bwwooOOuUurrp!
It's just as satisfying as it is humiliating, which is to say immensely. The physical relief is a poor trade for the sting of embarrassment. People are starring. Your date is starring. They're gaping at you open mouthed, and clutching at their ear, as the echoes of your harsh belch ring out.
To add insult to injury, another action sequence starts on screen. The soundtrack swells again. Much too late to save you.
I'm not into stuffing a lot but holding in a full sick belly gets me... imagine you're really sick and can feel whatever last meal you ate being bad and slowly irritating your belly... the thing about diarrhea is that it pulls water into your intestines and dehydrating you while also filling your belly with essentially liquified poop.
So your belly starts to churn and cramp with those big gurgles that tells you there's also bad gas in the mix... and it makes you feel really full up and bloated. But you're in no position to poop right now, maybe in public or a train or plane with no accessible bathroom for hours. So all you can do is hold it all in.
The full pressure makes you want to burst out of both ends and desperate for relief you start thinking about letting out some of the gas even though you KNOW you'll have an accident. But your belly hurts real bad and you start instictively massaging the swollen thing for just a bit of relief. You really can't hold it much longer...
The big full feeling is making you nauseous too. And then your belly spasmed involuntarily, and you gag, and there was some air that brought up with it. The little relief your sick belly felt was bliss... so you clench, rubbed your belly upwards your chest, and you start burping bit by bit, trying to stay discreet and hunching as low as possible, hoping it'll help stave the diarrhea away for another few hours.
Still, you're holding all that bad stuff in, and there's nothing you can do except feel it gurgle and cramp as you chase whatever small relief you can get...
Imagine your fc or oc heavily bloated with a food baby that demands to be born. No matter where they are, they must labor. The building pressure at their backdoor is almost too much. They grunt and bear down, sweat on their brow.
Saying “I can’t hold it” while actively pushing. Red face, grunty voice, etc
The subtle shift in expression when someone goes from relaxed to focused as they start pooping. It’s like you can visually track their gradual surrender to nature, the moment they shift from competent adult to animal relieving itself.
Solid accidents in uncommon places. Being on a bumpy bus ride that makes your turtle-heading poop bump against your hole over and over like it’s trying to pry you open from the inside. Being in the crowd at a big area game, struggling with all your might not to relax your bum, then seeing your red face pop up on the megatron right as your gut decides to bear down and work that poop out. Being stuck in an elevator with important colleagues when your poop decided it’s time to come out and despite urgent clenching, you’re forced to stare your colleagues in the face as your hole gapes open.
Side note: solid accidents are almost *more* embarrassing because it’s like…you couldn’t hold that? Not being able to hold a loose liquidy poop is one thing but not being able to hold a big solid poop? Childish incompetent incontinent behavior
I’ve harped on about this before but vocal pooping >>> announcements like “it’s coming out”, “I’m going”, “I’m pooping”, “it’s happening” etc it’s so good idk why
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so horny i’m about to pass out: ougghhhhhh butch beer gut ouggggghhhggghh….butch winded and burping while they’ve got a hand trying to soothe their upset stomach ouggghhhhggghhhh……
Oh, wait, I can use my theme park knowledge for evil. I’m not sure if people are widely familiar with this yet, but over-the-shoulder rollercoaster restraints are super dead. They are very out of fashion. (They have a cultural association to the public as being safer, but they actually just increase the risk of head injuries if you bang against them.)
So, like, rollercoasters of absolutely ridiculous intensity are being made with lap bar designs now. It’s really easy at the moment for non-rollercoaster fans to underestimate how intense a ride is because of this. You know, someone reassuring themself that “Oh, it’s just a lap bar, that’s okay. I can do that.” And then they get on something way above their comfort level.
So, yeah. Really easy to do that. If you wanted to do that to The Character.
bonus that the person is constipated so not only are they in pain and bloated from the waste clogging them they also have really bad gas cramps cause the farts are trapped
they have to gets loads of belly’s rubs and leg pumps to help but all it does is crush the tummy more and make it feel likes it about to burst sjsjsjsj
Agree anon, farts that sound muffled by a huge poop is just aaah so good.
I love when someone is so backed up all they want to do is to burst.
Bonus if the poop is so big they cry and doesn't want to let it out even if it's going to make them feel better afterwards
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imagine your fave so constipated their belly balloons in a hard ball from their abdomen. they haven't dumped in days (they've lost count how many) and they're so painfully uncomfortable that their hands are almost permanently glued to their gut, rubbing and pressing in pointless attempts to dislodge the shit that's filling up their intestines. one night they stand in the shower, massaging soap into their pregnant-looking tummy when there's a thick gurgle and a raunchy fart sputters out of them, echoing off the bathroom tiles. they moan at the sudden release of trapped wind, the movement of anything in their tummy feeling near orgasmic, and they spend the next twenty minutes rubbing their stomach and shifting their weight as wet farts burble out of them at last. they're leaning against the tile when they lift a leg and push out a sudden billowing fart followed by an immediate hard log that tumbles heavily from their ass onto the shower floor. the relief is so pure and immense that they don't hesitate to bend their knees and keep pushing, grunting out a thick load that empties their guts so thoroughly they can feel their tummy shrinking. by the end of it they're out of breath and smiling, basking in the heavenly feeling of relief for as long as they can before they have to think about cleaning up.
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