#emeto mentioned

What if Bran had a safe kink space. What if he had connected himself with people who all had weird little kinks, and they had kink parties where they allowed themselves to discuss and even get off on their kinks?

It wouldn't be the popular kinks, but the weird ones, the ones that people find out about and say, "but how can anyone think that thing is hot?"

Say that he did eventually find a small group of people who had been brave enough to admit their kinks to each other. Someone with a sneeze fetish, or a coughing kink, or into farts, or eructo, or stuffing, or feeding, omo, scat, emeto...anything and everything.

Where they met wasn't a weird dungeon or the basement of a parent's house, but a well-lit coffee shop like space complete with a barista, a large any gender bathroom with several stalls and mirrors, a collection of books and pillows, and a few rooms in the back which were just as cozy, but also regularly cleaned for hygienic privacy with stain free fabrics on all the furniture.

In this proposed fictional space, Bran could find community in subjects that no one else wanted to discuss out loud. It would be like Tumblr in real life and with really good coffee and food.

So, the power is in the writer's hands, so the writer has given Bran this space. And this is where this story takes place.

He'd come upon Kink Kafé by accident. In times of inebriation, he did find himself more loose-lipped, especially with people who he identified as safe. When he'd let slip his thing for hiccups, the person who he was in conversation with gave him a card. It was a physical card with no QR code, phone number, or website on it and when he looked up the location, he could find no evidence of a business of any sort existing at the address except for an insurance agency that definitely had nothing to do with kinks. But when he'd visited and was in the lobby the receptionist asked if he'd been given a card and when he showed her that card, he was guided to the coziest coffee shop he'd ever been in.

There was art everywhere. The smell of coffee was alluring. The coffee itself was delicious. Quickly, Bran met other patrons and learned what this space meant to them and why they were there.

This was a place of anonymity, Bran found out quickly. He was to take on a persona and if he saw one of the patrons outside of the café, he wasn't to communicate with them. This was also a place of acceptance, so if he saw something he didn't enjoy, he was encouraged to take leave in one of the side rooms or step outside if he got overwhelmed. This was also a place of safety where everyone was given flags, pieces of colored cloth, to carry on their person and a phrase to say if they felt in danger.

There were strict rules. No minors. Only consent. No strike system. One slip, and you were banned. No exceptions. And somehow it worked. The Kink Kafé had been in operation for more than a decade, Bran had learned.

Most of the time, Bran was happy to induce with strangers or alone. But today, he wanted something more. So, Bran became BB (Belly Bouncer) as he stepped into the brightly lit and cozy setting that was the Kink Kafé.

Finally, after several minutes of socializing, he shyly revealing what he'd like to do today. A couple people volunteered to help him achieve his goal. His goal was to get really fast hiccups, have his companions comment on them, touch with consent, and offer comfort as he got off. He was bright red after he finally finished, so unused to asking for something purely for himself.

"That's adorable!" Ashoo (Ash for short) exclaimed as she clapped her hands excitedly. "I'm in!"

"I am a huge fan of bellies and yours is...just perfect," said Tum-Tum. "Would it be okay if I rubbed it for you while you were hiccuping?"

"Oh yes," said BB, trying not to sound too eager.

"Mmm, not really my thing," Scatter Brain said with a wince. "But I can keep a table warm for when you all are done?"

"That would be really nice," BB replied, understanding.

"Have fun, kids! And remember, you can't overlubricate!" Scatter yelled as the trio left to reserve a room.

Where BB found himself half an hour later was on one of the stain resistant couches reclined against Ash's chest with one of the fastest cases of hiccups he had ever experienced. He'd never been more aroused than this moment that he could remember.

"I've never seen anyone hiccup this fast! Holy shit! Can you breathe?" Tum-Tum gasped as Bran tugged the man's hands onto his exposed belly. He'd shoved up his shirt so that his massive jiggling middle could be accessed as he moaned in broken utterances through the sensations of his body's reactions to the case of hiccups it'd been far too easy to quicken when he asked to be tickled and drank more soda.

"HIP!HIC!HIC!HIC!HU'MP!MP!MP!MP!-mmguh!-HULP!HULP'PM!UCK!UP!HICK'M!HICK'M!HUCK'MP!" BB nodded through the onslaught. There were pauses enough in his hiccups to pull in breath and whine in arousal. But even when he became a little breathless from a longer string of back-to-back hiccups, it was arousing.

"This is exactly what he wanted," Ash said with a smile as she rubbed his chest. "Gawd, BB, your belly bounces so much!"

"It's sort of magnificent," agreed Tum-Tum as his hands rubbed on the leaping soft mass that was BB's tummy.

Each spasm was magnified by the jiggles of BB's fat. His belly seemed in constant motion, shivering at the speed of the hiccups.

BB whined between the next rapid-fire string of hiccups, the whine sounding more like a gulpy set of stutters. His fingers gripped at Ash's elbows as his eyes winced.

"You okay, B?" she asked with some concern.

"Y-HNGK!-Y-HNGK'L!HUP!HUCK!-Yu-HULP!HULP!HULP'UH!" he attempted to answer with another nod. He drew out the green flag from his pocket to prove he was alright and placed it on his chest right at the crest of his jumping belly, eyes rolling back a bit in an increased stimulation to watching it flap about with the movement.

"Do you get hiccups this fast a lot?" Ash asked, remembering one of the things desired was to talk about his hiccups with him. Yes or no questions seemed the safest.

The ginger shook his head.

"No-HUP't! thi-HUP! fa-HNGKL!HUP!HU'UP!" he attempted to reply.

"Not this fast," Tum-Tum guessed. After a confirming nod he smiled. "Do you like them when they're this fast?"

There was a pause while BB's body tensed in stimulation, shivering as he grunted before he nodded enthusiastically with a whine, brows knitted in the concentration of arousal.

The truth was, BB didn't like them this fast all the time, but occasionally he craved it. He wanted to push his body and feel the complete loss of control. He wanted to hear the squeaks he made and feel his muscles jerk and see his fat jiggle. It was all so good. Every sensation inside and outside was perfect.

"Damn, this has been going on for a minute or two now. You gonna be sore, babe?" Ash asked.

"Pro-HUPPAH!-bly! HIP!HIP!HU'UMP!HMP!HMPK!HM'MP!-guh!" he said.

"Would a belly rub help after?" Tum-Tum asked shyly.

"Ple-HEEP!-e-HEEP'M!-e--ease?" BB said as his hazel green eyes opened a crack to look at him imploringly. Tum-Tum's cheeks warmed at the beg.

Ash focused on being a very loving pillow in the next few seconds as the artist rubbed and jerked himself until he came. Tum-Tum got up from his crouched position next to the couch as BB continued to hiccup, albeit much slower than before. He raised and lowered BB's legs on top of his lap as he sat on the end of the couch and continued to admire and massage his soft midsection, fixated on the way it pitched up with its entire mass at every hiccup.

"Oh wow-HEE'ULP!-ooh..." BB breathed feeling his air-starved lungs ache for deeper breaths and feeling the fuzziness of that lack of breath plus the orgasm cause his eyes to fall shut for a moment.

"Yeah," Tum-tum said, "that was intense, Beebs. I really think hiccups are underappreciated in my kink. The things that bellies can do...oof. I mean, I've spent a while trying to cultivate my own belly, but I can't hope to get it as beautiful and round and soft as yours, man."

"Ah ah, no comparing, Tums," Ash chastised lightly. "Besides, I might not appreciate a belly like you do, but I think yours is pretty great!"

"It's ve-HI'ULP!-uh, it's very soft," BB confirmed, voice a little hoarse with hiccuping and moaning. His legs moved a little against Tum-Tum's belly pointedly while draped over his lap.

"Oh, careful, bud!" the other man warned. "This is your time, but those movements are about to shift that focus and I'm good giving you what you need right now."

BB shrugged innocently.

"Oo--oops?" He smirked.

The ginger felt Ash chuckle against his head and looked up at her kind face with a grin, head pushing deeper into her lap with the next hiccup.

"I like this part," she said softly as she looked down at him. "Is your chest sore at all?"

"A little HMP!-uh," he said, grunting with another hiccup.

"Can I kiss your forehead?"

BB nodded as he continued to smile.

She did, soft lips feeling cool on his head.

"Heh. You're still so warm from all of that. Almost feels like a fever, honestly," she said as she brushed away a red curl from his freckled brow.

"Glad I can HIH'UH! give you that," he said.

Her face flushed a little in response.

"When are you thinking about coming back?" Tum-Tum asked.

BB closed his eyes to appreciate how good it felt to have his belly massaged before responding.

"Dunno. HULMP!-mm. Couple weeks? A Wedne--sday like usual. Around this HUP!-mm, around this time. HI'ULK!-ooh." BB put a hand on his chest as that one felt a little sharper and more painful.

"Mmm, poor guy. Tuckered himself out and made himself sore, hm?" Ash cooed.

"It's okay, bud," Tum-Tum added. "We got you."

And they did. After BB cleaned up in the ridiculously luxurious bathroom and changed into the clothes he'd brought for just this purpose, he met up with Tum-Tum, Ash, and Scatter in the outer café.

The four of them chatted for a bit. It wasn't all kink stuff. But some of it was a bit like a therapy session, processing shame and guilt. They reassured each other they weren't the weirdos the world may believe they were. Then Scatter's friend came in, and they both excused themselves to a private bathroom area and BB bid farewell to the both of them as he stood to leave himself.

"It was good seeing you, man. Glad we could help you today. You've never asked for something like this. Just usually want us to talk to you when you have them and then take care of yourself alone. So, I think this is a pretty big step," Tum-Tum said as he hugged him.

"Yeah, well...I really appreciate what you both did. And I'm going to lotion my belly up for you next time I'm here, Tums. It's so much fun to play with you," he said with a wink.

Tum-Tum looked down with a nervous chuckle but nodded.

"Bye, sweetie!" BB said to Ash as he hugged her. He tilted his head in thought. "Is...there anything you want? I mean...there are a few things I'm allergic to..."

"I! Oh no! No! Not...I'm not ready for that, yet! I..." she flustered, covering her face. "I just like talking about it with people who understand. And on Tuesdays there's a few of us who get together. I can't...I appreciate the offer. Not...not yet! Thanks!"

BB chuckled, feeling the soreness in his middle as his belly tensed in the action. He rubbed it with a soft grunt.

"It's cool. But if you need anything, ask. I promise I'll say no if I don't want to do it," BB said.

Ash nodded, eyes on the floor.

"Thanks," she said softly.

As BB crossed the threshold of the lobby into the open-air Bran took a deep breath with a smile as his eyes squinted in the sun before he put his sunglasses on. He wove down the alleyway and crossed the side-street to get to his car.