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My feedism jars!
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I have a crush and I need one of us to hiccup around the other SO BAD....
First original post has to be a belly reveal(with hiccups)! I love my stretch marks but I definently need more, ASAP!
So dRuñk So goood!!
untitled - intro + chapter 1
Hungover desires
Shit. I've done it again, written something erotic. I guess. You probably already know it but English is not my first language. I really really hope you don't hate it because I liked writing it.
Tw: mentions of alcohol intake and being hungover
Cw: explicit sexual content
I spent most of yesterday stuffing myself, and after dinner I was bloated and I couldn't stop belching. I got the hiccups too, and managed to get a lot of it recorded -- it was so hot.
Also, this is my first time posting original audio, but maybe I'll have to do more in the future :)
Couple of days ago I got pretty drunk off of vodka and naturally, was horny about it.
While filming, I managed to catch a short bought of hiccups :3c I wish they lasted longer rip
He/They
i only speak from experience 😔😔
This is so me
While it is an absolute joy to watching someone struggle with speaking through hiccups, it is equally delightful to imagine someone trying to focus on their companion as they speak while trying to ignore and smother hiccups.
Are you casually covering your mouth with your hand? Are you readjusting yourself? Are you swallowing down as you continue to hiccup? Are you craning you neck down during a cluster as you look up toward the speaker?
Did you just pat your chest? Did the hiccups encourage a soft belch you put a fist up to your mouth to suppress?
Are your little verbal responses like "uh hm, mmm, sure" being interrupted by hiccups breaking through your attempts at keeping them quiet leading you to excuse yourself?
"Scuse me! Humpk!"
The person you're speaking with, are they simply smiling in mild amusement at your predicament? Did they fumble over a word getting distracted by your movement and sounds? Are they flustered when you feel one of those back-to-back clusters hit you and you grunt a little or give a little "whew!" as you take a breath after?
Do you keep your answers short even though you're normally way more verbose? And why do they keep encouraging you to talk? Keep asking you more involved questions?
Why are they shifting in their seat like they're uncomfortable and keep clearing their throat and rubbing their head, threading their fingers through their hair?
Can't they see you're struggling and you don't want these things to get too loud? You know it's annoying, but they don't seem to mind.
But another person starts talking in the friend group and you try and pay attention to them, grateful to have the pressure taken off you. You can hear your hiccups in your ears and hope they aren't as audible to everyone else as they are to you. You hope they don't hear the small grunts "hmms" you can also hear yourself making.
You struggle to follow the conversation as you catch the previous talker now glancing at you, watching your ridiculous choreography meant to not draw attention to your belly jerking and your shoulders jostling, but just ends up accentuating the hiccups instead.
Finally, you just give up the attempt at posing and relax your body, letting the hiccups have their way with your body, though respectfully you do muffle them for the benefit of others.
Ultimately you decide to take a walk, excusing yourself because your chest is starting to ache from holding them in. The one who was staring at you excuses themselves, too, offering to walk with you. With a smile, you accept.
"Kinda ru-Humpk!-rude try--ing to m-Hup'k!-ake me t-Hmpk!Hmpk!-talk-HUCK!-uh..." you say.
"I dunno, man. Just wanted to...make sure you weren't feeling left out," they reply with a wink.
"What am I gon--na do w-Hmpk!Hmpk!-uh-Hup!Hup!H'up!-ah! With you?" You take a deep breath before more hiccups steal it, rubbing the middle of your chest at the tightness so many hiccups in a row caused.
They shrug, "I can offer suggestions..."
You roll your eyes upward and chuckle, letting your rib cage jolt your body with more hiccups.
"Atti-Hic!-Atticus..."
"Otto..." they echo.
You look around for seclusion, shadow, isolation. You're used to hiding due to your past experiences in questionable life choices. Who knew it would become so useful at this point in your life? You certainly couldn't have predicted any of this.
You put a hand on your belly to feel it jiggle and pooch as you nod to an area you've found. A smaller hand joins yours and you lead it underneath yours as you match their smaller steps going towards the goal.
I don't know what you fed me baby, but I can't stop eating. And my tummy hurts so bad...fuck this shirt is too tight. And you want me to wear it? Oh God is that my belly? I look like a chunky little piglet. What do you mean I need *uuurp* a good belly rub? Mmph....
Just a little stumbly… it’s fiiine
Sadly this is from a few days ago; would love to be here again!
Excited about having a day to myself tomorrow. Considering fulfilling a long term goal of a buffet or fast food for every meal, as much as I can stand.
Would anyone be willing to sponsor such a stuffing? You would get custom pics and videos and I will happily chat with you while I’m stuffing the entire time.
You could have me looking like this by noon and bursting buttons by 1.
Jesus this is so 🔥 🥵
What should a single fatass do on Valentine's day?
Eat. Drink. And get bloated as fuck waiting his stomach to be rubbed by someone of course
Happy Valentine's day everyone out there!
Wow. You got so huge!!!
Ty to the person who made sure I had a 5th of vodka and a dozen donuts. I cannot stop hiccuping burping with the amount I’ve had.
I super cannot drive at this point; but if anyone wants
Me to have more and is willing to help hit me up in my DMs before I pass teh fuck out.
Yesterday I had the pleasure of attending the opening reception of STUFFED: Fat Pervs Unite! at Co-Prosperity ☁️ It was truly a pinch-me experience to go to a gallery solely dedicated to fat liberation and sensuality, together. I got to view works from artists I’ve followed for years! I’m over the moon that it’s here in Chicago! The gallery is open to the public until Dec 12th.
Stuffed Fat Pervs Unite November 1st - December 12th, 2025 Curated by: Anna Mirzayan Featuring work from: Jesse Egner, Ren Buchnes
Curated by: Anna Mirzayan
Featuring work from: Jesse Egner, Ren Buchness, Tore Hallas, BOARLORD, Zoë Schneider, Jaqc Garcia
Unruly bodies, filth, excess, ephemeral encounters… STUFFED explores the intersection of fat and queer communities through the fantasy space of perversion. Some pieces directly engage with mythology and biblical struggle, while others make public the private of cyber intimacy. By featuring all fat, queer artists, the works in this show illuminate the vibrant communities that have blossomed at the intersection of fat liberation, queerness, and anti-imperialist struggles.