Part 1 ( had to trim the first recording I got into three parts because I was having a hard time posting it)
I didn't have much of an appetite all day, but I when I came home from work, I thought it would be a good idea to try to get some supper in me. I made a packet of ramen and felt so full after eating it... I knew I made the wrong choice. A little over an hour later it all came back up again. I was so sick, throwing up into a bread bag. And it just kept coming to! By the second and third part I kept trying to move to stop the recording but every little motion started me throwing up again. I think you can tell how exhausted my body was getting towards the end of it.
there's hints of sex stuff in this one which I know isn't everyone's cup of tea, so I'll leave it under the cut...
I wrote the first 70% of this like..years ago, decided to finish it up to the best of my ability haha
After tearing a hunk of flesh from the aptonoth he had killed an hour earlier, the pale-furred wyvern returned to his mate, dropping it at his feet. He met the other wyvern’s gaze with an expression of authority…and a hint of mischief.
“Mrrf… More?” Eli stared down the meat for a long moment before staring up to Noctis whose face remained unchanged.
“Don’t tell me. You’re ready to give in already?” His response, while outwardly condescending, was a tease, as well as a verbal nudge of encouragement.
Eli sat up quickly, as if suddenly remembering why he was doing this in the first place, “No! Of course not.” The tigrex leaned forward to start wolfing down his umpteenth serving of aptonoth meat, clearly having gotten his second wind.
A satisfied huff sounded from Noctis, “Easy, Eli, don’t want you choking.” He paused, “Not yet, anyway.”
Once having made sure the reckless monster slowed down, the nargacuga turned back to the herbivore corpse, skillfully selecting another piece to feed to his partner.
After several more servings, Eli had managed to eat quite a bit, but had also been steadily reaching his limit. To ease the process, the red-scaled wyvern had propped himself up against a small pile of rubble, allowing for Noctis to feed him small bites of a remobra by paw. Before long, though, the feeling of fullness had been overshadowed by the unmistakable feeling of nausea. Soon after the struggle of forcing down another bite, he spoke again, “Gh… Noct?” His voice was quiet, but easily heard in the silence.
“Yes, dear?”
“I… I don’t think I can eat anymore,” he swallowed hard, “I-I feel sick.” The last word came out alongside a small belch that only helped prove the point he was trying to make. Noctis’s gaze softened ever so slightly as he pushed the remaining piece of prey away; He got up close to his partner, staring intently at his full stomach, listening closely to faint gurgling. The nargacuga gave a curt nod before giving him space again, he opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted, “I can try to eat more! If- if you want me to, I mean.” Eli spoke hastily, clearly not having noticed the look of approval, trying to sit up–giving a small groan–and promptly returning to his lazy position. “Gah…”
Noctis waved a paw dismissively, which stopped the tigrex from saying anything more, “No, no,” he chuckled lightly at Eli’s flustered demeanor, “You’ve had enough, there is no need to push yourself,” a small sigh of relief sounded from the red wyvern, followed by another groan. Noctis closed the distance between them again, noticing how his partner shifted uncomfortably, the arousal blending seamlessly with the queasiness, making for a very fidgety monster. “Tell me… How do you feel?”
Eli grumbled a noise, “Not…great,” he admitted, speaking only of the state of his stomach, of course. Overall, the head of his cock peeking between his legs told a different story… He watched closely as Noctis brushed a paw against his belly.
“You poor thing,” he muttered, “it seems you’ve eaten far too much.”
The stuffed wyvern flinched ever so slightly, his face growing hot. He gulped, “Uh-huh,” then belched, tasting bile and quickly closing his mouth in response. Eli was still for an extended moment, but soon swallowed, hesitantly exhaling in a desperate attempt to keep his composure. “It f… My stomach h-hurts…” he whined, struggling to speak coherently as he became delirious with nausea. He made a weird sound, something akin to a very hard hiccup, but not quite a proper gag.
Noctis watched him, feeling fairly aroused himself, “Oh, I know,” he cooed, “I know, darling.” The wyvern pressed gently against the abdomen being presented to him, making Eli squirm, his gut and mouth producing equally distressed noises.
“Ngh- Noct, I–”
The wyvern’s panicked words were cut short as his partner leaned over him, his beak nearly touching Eli’s scaly snout. “Shh… not yet, Elias…”
He shuddered at the way Noctis said his name, staring up at him with a look of longing. The monster broke eye contact to delicately lick the ridges along the top of his head, effortlessly calming Eli down again…well, as much as was possible at this point.
Before long, the wyvern was fidgeting again, his eyebrows knotted as it took the vast majority of his focus to keep from losing his meal. Noctis picked up on this, shifting his actions accordingly, angling himself so that he was somewhat perpendicular to his partner, and very close to his salivating maw.
Eli hiccuped again, wincing at the sour taste of bile that seemed to be staying for good, “Hnng…” he swallowed hard, peering up at Noctis again through squinted eyes.
“My poor, sweet boy,” he purred, “look at you…so strong,” he ran his tongue along his cheek before giving it a small nudge with beak, “I am very proud of you.”
The Molten tigrex melted at the praise, his tail flicking back and forth, only interrupted by a gag that suddenly forced him to sit up, his stomach gurgling angrily at the movement. His eyes were wide, and he practically froze in place for a couple of seconds, taking short breaths through his nostrils.
Noctis had already moved to give him a bit of space, “Easy, darling, easy…” he stayed somewhat low, helping guide the red-scaled wyvern into a safer and more comfortable position for what was to come.
Eli made a visible effort to swallow what had risen up his throat, but his failure was made clear by the sound of a sharp exhale from his nose and another strangled gag. He leaned against Noctis, almost blind in the way he fumbled for stability. By the time his head rolled over and was pointed towards the ground, another gag sounded, forcing the wyvern’s jaws open to release the filth that had built up in his mouth. The contents were mostly composed of the undigested chunks of meat he had consumed last, as such, it didn’t look much different from when it went in, just more chewed-up. Eli took a breath or two through his mouth, now that he could do so again, spitting a bit of saliva onto the pile. It was far from a proper expulsion, but it helped clear up his throat a little bit. He turned to look at Noctis whose ears were uncharacteristically perked up. It made his heart race with excitement.
“Come to me, dear…”
Eli obeyed without a second thought, shuffling into position before the nargacuga.
“Closer…”
A puke-splattered muzzle pressed against Noctis's chest.
“Come now, don't be shy…”
More slowly now, Eli lifted his head, spearing slime along a row of scales until the two were face-to-face.
“Tsk, tsk… so filthy…” Noctis lifted a paw brushing it against Eli's side, “Would be a shame if,” his paw met the wyvern's neck.
As if on cue, Eli hiccuped, and Noctis could feel a lumpy mass travel up his throat, each lurch pushing it farther along.
“UurrRRrgGH!” rocking forward and knocking them both to the ground, Eli threw up another salvo of stomach contents. It splattered against Noctis's chest, staining the spotless white fur around his neck.
He gasped and stared down at his partner, “N-Noct, I—eEUUGHH!”
Another sizable production. Noctis moaned, leaning his head back as the vomiting spell continued.
After several moments, the worst seemed to be over and Eli flopped onto the mess, lacking the strength to continue standing. Noctis took a moment to catch his own breath, then leaned forward to nose at his partner.
“Good boy, Elias…” he whispered, to which Eli replied with a pleased whimper, “you did so well.”
Eli remained where he was as Noctis slowly began to clean him with slow, soft licks. Each tongue stroke caressed the weary scales of the tigrex. He groomed them both for some time, only pausing to occasionally offer more gentle praise.
Before long, the wyverns were clean and comfortably huddled close, limbs intertwined. The night was quiet and peaceful, and the two drifted off for some well-earned rest.
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Heyyy, if you made it this far, thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed.. aaaand I have some old art pieces of these two characters doing it (vomit is involved), is that something anyone would wanna see?
Here's the audio of pt 2 to my last video on thisvid. Sorry no video of this one for tumblr, but I hope the audio makes up for it. What would you do if I got this sick before reaching the toilet?
so. this morning i woke up nauseous. i have no idea why, but once it went away i was fine for most of the day.
fast forward like 12 hours later my partner and i are on a date at a restaurant. i have a couple drinks and eat way too much fettuccine alfredo pasta. we take cheesecake to go
so now i'm home and still full from dinner but i wanna eat my cheesecake so i eat half. bad mistake im so full and uncomfortable and feel sick. so here's my first ever video contribution to the emeto community lmao
(i'm a quiet puker for the most part always have been lol)
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