#perma-vore

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Your dom puts something in your belly and you don’t know how to feel about it.

He knows about your belly kink, and how you’re really into stomach noises, bloating up your belly is often part of your play. So you don’t think anything of it when he tells you to chug a few cans of sparkling water while he gets it ready.

You don’t question what ‘it’ is, and soon your stomach is feeling really full and fizzy.

He tells you to swallow anytime your body tries to burp so all the bubbles can only pop inside and all air stays down. It makes your tummy huge.

He ties your arms behind the chair and you look down at your belly in this position. It looks rounder and feels really tight, the occasional rumble as all the carbonation settles.

You’re distracted by it when he grabs your head and starts pouring something down your throat.

Swallowing reflexively so you don’t spill or choke, it takes a moment before you realize there’s something in the huge glass you’re gulping from. Someone.

Before you can stop or spit it out, the tiny body is flooded along with all the rest of the water into your mouth. It scrambles across your tongue, fighting it. You fight it. Your dom puts a hand over your full mouth and the slippery wriggling glnks down your throat anyway.

There’s a hard ache as it stretches on its way down through your chest, and an obscene gurgle as it squeezes into your bloated stomach.

Your belly swells, you gasp and squirm, heart pounding. Oh my god, you never talked about this, what did he just do?!

The tiny in your stomach suddenly doesn’t feel all that tiny, kicking and pushing, bulging your gut enough to be visible.

Your dom looks pleased, and pats your potbelly.

There’s already so much liquid inside your swollen stomach that every movement stirs up more sloshing. Not only are you still writhing in discomfort at the huge amount inside, trying to adjust to the feeling, there’s also the sensation of struggling from within.

The tiny is thrashing, probably trying to keep their little head above the lake of liquid you drank. If it’s sloshing that loudly there should be enough space from all the air you swallowed, but it feels like it barely fits. It’s probably terrifying for the poor thing, stuck, in hot, dark, constant loud ominous grumbling. You can’t help thinking that it’s probably in pain too, fizzy drinks and stomach acid soaking into it’s skin. Your stomach groans, starting to warm up to the process of digesting it’s aggressive and active meal.

Your dom rubs your belly, grinning at the loud glorps and gurgles it makes beneath his touch. You stop struggling and relax with a deep sigh.

It really shouldn’t feel so good. There’s someone in your belly, they’re probably so so scared, squirming and thumping against the inner organ walls. Ugh, you can feel them kicking up a storm, your stomach keeps convulsing and squeezing at them in return. You feel really full, and the sight of your belly jerking a little with each loud slosh makes you feel unbelievably satisfied.

You scold your dom as he unties you, frustrated that it’s over so soon, frustrated that he didn’t warn you.

He laughs and says it’s okay, the little thing is already digesting so it’ll be like nothing happened. He rubs your swollen belly and informs you that he knows where to get more, when you’re hungry for another.

Your belly rumbles.

You can feel the struggling and thrashing slow, and then stop as the tiny gets tired. Your stomach feels so heavy and sluggish. It feels amazing, but is also making you really sleepy. So you reason you can argue with him more later, and slump on the couch to nurse your bloated stomach.

There’s a loud slosh and a flurry of movement as your stomach settles again, maybe the tiny is still kicking.

Huh. You rub your belly and see the little bump of an elbow or knee as the tiny reorients itself. Your dom seems surprised, he didn’t think it’d last so long…

Your dom makes it up to you by ordering your favorite takeout, and putting on your favorite television show. He rubs your belly and feeds you, stuffs you, and it feels so good.

Distantly, you do feel guilty. The tiny in your stomach is now packed in with so much food, it’s probably so squashed snd uncomfortable. If it feels tight to you, the tiny has to be suffocating.

Your dom clears the takeout clutter and gets you another sparkling water. You consider it, your belly already feels so heavy and full, and it’s already spilling out of your shirt. But you want to see you big you can get. The swallows feel hard, and your stomach stretches further to accommodate everything inside.

After a moment of dull sloshing, there’s a loud glunk and an unmistakable bulge at the top of your belly as the tiny inside squirms.

Oh, your dom looks nervous, it shouldn’t still be moving…