OKAOMAOKAYYYYYHEARMEOUTHEARMEOUT… a party. With a massive buffet ofc, because what’s a party without a bunch of food?? Anyway, the poor, poor, oblivious host goes to the supermarket only to find the store is fresh out of regular gummy bears, “sugar free” being the only kind left.
“It’ll be fine,” they gleefully toss a couple bags in their cart. “No one will even notice the difference.”
Their tastebuds might not, but their stomach’s definitely will…
anon im hearing you loud and clear
after the party has started, lets say about 10 guests, the bowl of gummy bears have been demolished. they loved them! but… did their stomachs?
as they all talk in groups you see some have their hands lightly grab their stomach, feeling a cramp go through them. some realize their stomach might be rumbling and try to muffle the sound and keep a smile on their face.
but… the cramps get stronger throughout all their bellies. suddenly, everyones brows are furrowed and collectively they have keeled over with their hands on their middle.
some are laid out in chairs our couches rubbing their now bloated stomachs in hope the lingering ache goes away.
then, they all notice the room has gotten a little louder. but.. its not music or chatter, its stomachs groaning in agony and people moaning from the torturous grumbles
“oh f-fuck… i feel like i-i gotta-“ someone tries to say before a long, strained grumble emits from their middle and they let out a defeated moan. god, they have to shit so bad, they all realize.
what the hell was in the food?! they wonder.
the host themselves doesnt even know whats wrong. their stomach is roaring as well and their clenching their ass in hopes they dont mess themselves.
“fuck- oh g-god.. rub my belly- please please-” someone else says in the room
the stomach noises ultimately have gotten louder and a few farts can be heard followed by gasping for air and groaning ~
