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Doey the Doughman currently has me in a hyperfixation vice grip, and I've been having tons of fun coming up with headcanons for him. This post spans Doey's digestive anatomy, relationship with food, and tendencies in intentional belly kink. If it feels a bit disjointed, that's because it was originally a bulleted list that got so unwieldy, I had to break it into sections and paragraphs. Many headcanons involve a hypothetical second person in whose place you can imagine yourself or your self-insert or anyone else you want to ship him with.

As a disclaimer, all three members of Doey have 18+ years of life experience by the time we meet him in-game based on the known timeline, so he is chronologically an adult. Going off of his canon behavior, I believe he's developmentally disabled and prone to age regression from everything Playtime Co. did to him but still fully capable of consent.

Also, for reference, I interpret Doey as a plural median system who's at his healthiest when he's able to move freely between being three interdependent facets and one complicated person, with lots of fluidity in between. My Doey collectively prefers "he" because each facet feels like one part of a shared whole even when distinct, but singular "they" is welcome when specifically referring to two or three facets at once, and semiplural language such as "all three of him" brings immense identity euphoria. Their birth names aren't really theirs anymore, merely faint echoes heard in distant dreams and fragmented memories, so they've chosen new names for themselves: the one who was Matthew is now Big Doey, the one who was Jack is now Lil Doey, and the one who was Kevin is now Red Doey (formerly "Angry Doey").

On to the good stuff!

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Eating and Digestion

A combination of conditioning, social mirroring, and personal preference has put Doey in the habit of chewing and swallowing with his mouth (growing his big red teeth when needed), but he can absorb food whole with any part of his body and peristaltically move it to his belly (which is the safest, most comfortable, most convenient place for food to sit regardless of how he ingested it). He can technically taste with any part of himself he wants to, but most of the world tastes pretty yucky, so he usually confines that sense to his mouth. (With his other senses, he finds it disorienting being able to see everywhere at once, so he rarely does that, but he lets smell and hearing be all over because that awareness has saved lives on more than one occasion.)

When food is inside him, the dough directly encasing it secretes gastric juices and contracts rhythmically to churn up the chyme like a human stomach does. How long it takes to fully digest depends on what and how much he ate, but it's generally quicker than human digestion. His belly tends to get quite noisy during this process in a way it doesn't at any other time (because his "digestion pocket" only really exists when there's food in it).

His metabolism is very fast and highly efficient, able to convert any food—including scraps and leavings like bones and peels and shells—into nutrients, with anything left over becoming more dough. He's already so big and so prone to shedding bits of himself that it would take an enormous amount of sustained effort for him to noticeably increase his mass instead of just maintaining it; in other words, it would be very hard for him to gain weight and keep it on. He needs a lot of food to be adequately nourished, let alone sated, and he's almost always hungry.

Relationship with Food and Hunger

(CW: disordered eating)

Because Doey doesn't have organs (or really, because his entire body is one big multipurpose organ), he feels hunger all over, first as a drained, empty sensation, then as a permeating ache, and then as full-body cramps. Years of starvation have affected each of him differently. Big feels immense guilt around their endless appetite and will give their food to someone he thinks needs it more without a second thought, no matter how much they need it themself. He's also very bad about ignoring when they're hungry until he has no choice but to face it, at which point they're usually in rough shape. Lil is a cheerful and shameless gourmand with a sweet tooth, but the sensation of hunger makes him anxious, and he's inclined toward emotional overeating. Red gets hangry and deals with food aggression, especially guarding their plate and hoarding stashes, and he has a tendency to force-feed them more food than they need or want because he doesn't know how to trust that more will be available later.

Tummy Kink

Tummy kink isn't really an idea that would occur to Doey on his own. If a loved one admitted to being into it, he'd be surprised and confused at first and would ask a lot of questions (likely embarrassing the other person in the process), but once he finally understood it, he'd be accepting, and eventually he'd get curious and want to try it out with them.

All three of him enjoy belly rubs from someone they trust, finding them comforting and relaxing regardless of fullness level (though Red of course refuses to admit it outright). Since the dough around Doey's middle is very dense, he usually shifts his insides around so the layer between the digesting food and the hand providing rubs is thin enough to knead properly. And if someone he was very close with wanted to squish and play with his belly dough in a more self-indulgent way, he'd probably let them, though he might be shy or self-conscious or even amused.

It takes Doey a while to work up to being hand-fed more than a bite or two—all three of him find it very intimate and very vulnerable. Lil has the easiest time accepting it, especially when regressed and in need of extra care, and he can even be playful and teasing about it. Big gets restless easily, but once he's coaxed into relaxing, he melts (sometimes literally) and is happy to let the other person take over for a while. Red can't do it unless he's explicitly the one calling the shots, telling the other person what to feed him when and how much. The thought of someone else controlling his food intake, even as a kinky game that can end at any time, sends him into a panicked rage.

Speaking of games, Lil uses play-focused language when talking about kink. He fully grasps the concept and is able to engage with it on an adult level, but using words like "game" and "pretend" instead of "scene" and "roleplay" makes more sense to him and how he thinks. Big prefers conventional language, though he'll fall into play language if he's regressed or being passively or actively influenced by Lil. Red usually just states what he wants to do in plain language. For example, if one of them wanted to get stuffed with a loved one, Lil might say, "Can we play Stuff Me tonight?" Big might say "I'd like to do a stuffing tonight, if you're up for it," and Red might say, "I wanna get full tonight. I guess you can be there" (which means he wants the other person to be there).

All three of Doey have to be watched closely during stuffings and feedings. Big is too used to ignoring his needs and being a people pleaser, Lil gets carried away with how much he's enjoying himself, and Red can either fall into a mindless feeding frenzy or feel the need to prove himself by pushing his limits.

When Doey's tummy is finally replete (assuming he's comfortable), he gets all sleepy and languid and content, ready to pull a loved one close and snuggle up for a nap. Even Red is more at ease and open to affection when his belly's full. On bad nights, Doey's at risk of falling into sadness and survivor's guilt thinking of all the toys he's loved and lost over the years who never got to have this themselves, but gentle, persistent grounding and reassurance will usually pull him back out of it.

Stomachaches

(with brief emeto mention)

Stomachaches aren't very common once Doey's recovered from starvation, but they do happen, usually from stress or eating more than his body can easily digest at once. None of him handle it well. Big tries to push through it and pretend it isn't happening. Lil becomes fragile and clingy and will start crying if he feels bad enough. Red withdraws and will lash out in preemptive self-defense, hating every second of being in such a compromised state. All three loathe throwing up, for its own sake and because it wastes food, and will avoid it at all costs. Lil is desperate to be cared for, while Big has to be reassured that he's not a burden (or that he's a welcome one) before he can put down his overblown sense of responsibility and let himself be looked after. It takes a lot of patience and co-regulation to calm Red down or even get him to admit what's wrong, but it's completely worth it to see him finally settle.

After all the torture Playtime inflicted on him in the name of progress, Doey couldn't bring himself to get a stomachache on purpose, and he'd definitely struggle with the idea of someone enjoying his pain or discomfort sadistically, let alone wanting to make it worse. But if a loved one he trusted completely was attracted to the vulnerability and the intimacy of caring for him, he'd be okay with them enjoying that in ways that went beyond the simple satisfaction of helping him feel better.

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