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you kneel between my spread legs and encourage me as i bear down, the first of seven puppies making its way along my birth canal. your fingers part the lips of my puppy cunt as the head of the pup begins to bulge and crown.

you have to force my legs apart as i cry out in pain and try to close them to escape the sensation, eventually giving up the fight and collapsing onto my side as the next contraction hits and forces me to push. you lift my leg up and rub my thigh soothingly, moving to place your hand on the crowning pup. you tell me to push. with a loud whine, i deliver the head into your hand and squirm uncomfortably as the shoulders rotate, panting and whimpering. with one more hard push, the rest of the pup slid out onto the towels. i whined tiredly, groaning as the pups shifted in my belly.

Being unable to curl up in a ball because their tummy is too bloated and the pressure of pulling their legs up is too much

Moaning and rubbing their tummy in their sleep

When their tummy is too tender to be touched or rubbed so there’s nothing they or their care taker can do to sooth the pain

Being so full or bloated the their belly gets a red/pink flush

Having to go to the hospital because the pain is so bad, then having to clutch their belly and cry while their caretaker holds them while they sit in the waiting room

Being in the hospital and hearing someone screaming or vomiting in another room

“Please, it hurts so bad, please help me”

“Oh god by belly, make it stop!”

Having their belly painfully pressed and prodded when examined by a doctor

Guarding their tummy when someone tried to get near it

“Ah! Don’t touch it, i-it’s too painful!”

The caretaker tries to touch or rub the belly but it causes them more pain/to violently throw up

Moans turning into whimpers, which turn into cries, then turn into screams

Being so desperate they have to frantically rub their own aching tummy, desperately trying to find some kind of relief

“I-I can’t take it, please make it stop, it’s too much”

Cramps so bad they double over

Bellies being described as “swollen” or “bloated”

Tummies that shake, quiver or bounce from the sheer pain/pressure

“Oohhhh.... m-my, my tummy....”

When their tummy is so packed their system can’t handle it and they need someone to help get things moving by pushing and kneeding the belly, even though the added pressure causes their tummy to hurt so much more. They cry and writhe under the care takers touch but they have to go through it to make their belly feel better in the long run

Or maybe there’s no one to help rub their stuffed tummy so their poor guts have to struggle and strain all night with all the food they overloaded their system with

Writhing on the bed, clawing and grabbing at their belly in pain

Just clutching their bellies in general is really good

Care takers gently placing a hand on an upset tummy and being able to feel the turmoil going on underneath the skin

Cuddling and pressing tummies together, feeling how bloated the other is against their own stomach

Bellies that swell up as gas builds in their guts, big pockets of air that stretch their stomach and twist up their intestines as they move through their digestive system

When their tummy is full of gas and they feel it bubbling inside them

Non stop gurgling

“My belly, my belly...”

Being so full it makes the skin of their tummy extra sensitive, so they can’t have clothes or blankets rubbing up against them

Shallow breaths because their bloated tummy is taking up too much room and their lungs can’t expand properly

Begging their own tummy to stop hurting

Gasping in pain

Tummies that are hard to the touch

Patting the tummy instead of rubbing it

Finally just going into the bathroom and locking yourself in a stall. Pulling your shirt up and pushing your bottoms down your hips to look down at the swollen mass. Looking like you could be pregnant or something. Rubbing the taut mass in the bathroom stall, unable to hold back moans and burps.

So turned on by the swell and your own burps, unable to stop yourself from slipping a hand under your bottoms to touch yourself. Aching. Twitching at the barest of touches to yourself.

Leaning against the bathroom stall wall, bottom abandoned, rubbing your belly with one hand while getting yourself off, moaning and whining. Burping as you touch yourself- cumming so fucking hard you're shuddering.

But now you gotta go back to work and you're still so full... Fuck, how are you gonna make it through the day, the full horny mess you are?

This x100 oh my god yes

-Their designer suit being so tailored to their body that it constricts their stomachs and forces them to burp at a fancy dinner

-"Pardon me, I'm not feeling well, I think I'll- *uuuURP*...step outside for a moment... oh dear..."

-Closing their eyes and ducking their head while they wait for a burping fit to pass, not wanting to see the reactions of everyone around them

-Having impeccable manners for the entire meal only for a large belch to surprise them when they open their mouth to speak

-High-level business men leading seminars to a whole auditorium after really helping themselves to the fancy catering, and accidentally burping so loudly that they clip the mic 😳

Crying and whimpering as your hand slowly pushes another crumb past your lips, curling in disgust from your lack of self control. Slowly, slowly, slowly chewing till it’s nothing but paste in your mouth and swallowing only to feel it back up near your throat. You’re just that full.

No choice but to keep it all down despite the possibility of bursting, though never actually hitting that limit. Only ever on the cusp of it before you’re out of food.