Burp For Me Please

F/19 Let me feed you and take care of you while you vomit

[cutevom]

I just want to hear someone moaning, see them rubbing their stomach, burping, gagging up tiny mouthfuls of stringy spit. I want them to say, “i think I’m gonna be sick…” - want to hear “I’m so- nauseous” as they fight through the retch building in their throat.

I could watch forever, their heaving stomach as they get close, building up anticipation, breathing through it, begging for it all to come up, talking about how sick they feel, on and on. Drooling, tongue lolling out their mouth, gags getting more productive, like a mantra: “i think I’m going to… [gag, spit, sigh, moan]” And repeat.

[grossita]

I just want a.... cute.... sick.... person to cuddle with. My hand on their churning stomach. They burp and whine and groan and squirm because their stomach hurts.

[blushingblurbs]

Their belly is aching, heavy despite the intense gas bubbles. The periodic burp or fart hardly helps; somehow the lower tummy pressure and nausea increase.

Exhausted from the stress of feeling ill, they’re desperate to get some rest. Their stomach is churning now and their flatmates’s friends omment on how pale they are— are they feeling all right?

They muster a nod and suppress a belch that tastes like a sour version of dinner. Their stomach HURTS, they need to lie down. Hurrying and stumbling to their bedroom causes their bowels to rumble, and they nearly pivot to the bathroom, but it’s occupied.

Reluctantly, they slide a hand over their abdomen, feeling it gurgle unpleasantly. Easing into bed doesn’t comfort their tummy, lying down hardly helps, their insides are liquifying.

Another foul belch follows a moment of loud flatulence. The conversation just down the hall pauses, no one knows how to react to the sound of a sick stomach.

[misstymbersclinic]

A is sharing a bed with B, who has a stomach bug. Therefore A is treated to a long night of retching, coughing and burping, way too close for comfort as B is using a bucket in bed instead of getting up

[bubblybellyblog]

Having the belly bug and feeling my tummy contents bubbling back up … in public 🤢

[mmmeto]

Been real nauseous all day today. Not much has happened, but I slept most of the time away, so… there’s still room.

I’m almost afraid to get up from bed. I feel awful, and I don’t have my trash nearby. The burps keep working their way up my throat, but they don’t seem to make me feel any less sick. Ahh, just gotta sit and wait…

[mmmeto]

Urgh…. Taking a bath, hoping it helps. Threw up in my mouth a little (lol), but I’m at least close to the toilet.

[i-think-im-gunna]

Me being horny wanting to listen to a cute sickie burp and puke into a bucket

[slay-ers]

im thinking about a chubby boy who has eaten to his limit and his tummy isnt handling it well their partner is close by them whispering sweet things and encouragement and rubbing their back softly, hoping he can push through the nausea and let the ache in his belly dull down. his stomach is excessively top heavy swollen and bulging out beneath his ribs, legs spread wide hoping to make room for him to at least breathe. sharp tense gurgles roll through the tightest part of the bulge in his middle, drawing out sharp inhales and light moans. it was good rich, filling food. a belly that was once content after a hearty meal, now feels like its quite suddenly had was entirely too much put inside it at once. his partner gingerly places their hand over his swollen distended tummy in concern, which suddenly turns to worry when they feel taut heaviness and heat pressing back against the center of their palm, and suddenly realizing how much all that food packed in there must ache. the soft placement of the partners hand on his tummy, however loving it was intended to be was the final thing for their miserably full tummy and all the foods churing around inside of it. suddenly a sickly gurgle rolls across his gut and he winces as his tummy squeezes and twists, lurching him forwards and forcing up waves of his heavily overfilling dinner into a bin held up to him by his partner. the emptying hurts and brings relief all at once, and his partner begins to bring away their hand but he pulls it back over his tummy putting pressure on the churning twisting organ. now he is half empty with the pressure form the outside helping to move and empty the inside.

[blushingblurbs]

This poor man just… vomited everywhere. I was walking behind him, towards the bathroom and since he’s a bigger guy moving quickly, I tried to let him clear a path for me.

I thought it was weird that he had a hand pressed to his abdomen but I didn’t think he was going to spew his breakfast all over the sidewalk.

He just stopped short, made this horrible moaning / gurgling noise and suddenly what looked like half digested scrambled eggs and bacon was just…. erupting from this man’s mouth.

He’d just left this little coffee / breakfast spot, and it was clear his meal didn’t agree with him. This poor guy was a sickfic level of publicly unwell.

He kept making these awful heaving noises, it was foul but he clearly couldn’t control the stomach convulsions. Like, it was spraying everywhere and he panicked, which sent it…everywhere.

He tried to like, stop himself I think or comfort his belly because then he clutched his stomach with both hands but…the pressure sent more back up, covering the sidewalk and splashing his shoes.

….i thought writing and venting this out would help my poor belly process and move on but…I don’t feel so good in the tummy either.

[pukeylittlegothdoll]

I just want to be cuddled until I throw up in their lap and all over my own hands in a desperate attempt to keep the puke in by covering my mouth, pretty please :(

[tummybubbles-deactivated2025031]

“Aww baby does your belly ache?”

I ask as I walk up behind you, my hands sliding up your swollen tummy under your oh so tight shirt. I feel every gurgle and churn under my hand as you moan and whimper.

You start to salivate, a punishment for eating so much. But it was delicious wasn’t it…?

I’ll go through everything you packed into your belly as you gag at the thought of what you’ve done to yourself.

“Let’s get you to the bathroom… I don’t think your upset tummy’s gonna stay down for long.”

…

GODDDD PLEASE LET ME DO THIS OR DO THIS TO ME FKFKDLSAKND

[guttorture-deactivated20211004]

You lean in towards their pale, strained face, and close your eyes. Their lips are tense and their motions anxious when you slowly come to meet them; they try to relax and breathe into you, but their body is too anxious, and you simply caress their unusually dry lips with yours as you keep pressing yourself closer to their body. ”It’s okay, [Name]. You did really well”, you try to soothe them. They open their lips to let your tongue in, which you readily proceed to do. The inside of their mouth is moist in acidic saliva.

They tense up for a moment and swallow, forcefully, while your tongue keeps exploring them. Your right hand is still softly stroking their tight, full tummy, and sickened heat radiates through their skin and against your palm – their body feels so good. Almost instinctively your hand moves lower again. You can’t help but feel almost sad that you fed them this much, because you doubt there’s enough time anymore to flip them on their stomach and fuck them. They groan into your mouth a bit before you lay the hand to rest on the bed again.

”It’ll feel okay soon. Your tummy will handle it just fine”, you exit the kiss for a second to whisper to them. Before you return to kiss them you take another look at their face: their skin is so green, and you swear you can see one or two sweat droplets running down their forehead.

”I- I feel sick-”, their shaky, weak voice speaks, but you hush them: ”I know, baby. Don’t worry”. Your lips meet once again and they kiss you back a little harder this time – they want it too even though they’re so indisposed. You become more intense, more relentless, and your lips dance over their mouth almost fiercely. They’re still so very gentle, and their mouth is so wet and dreamy, you can’t help it. You’ve never had them like this. All of a sudden they let out a little burp into your mouth; their movements come to a halt. They seem to recover from it quickly enough, but right as you feel them continuing to kiss you again they moan, loud and pained, and pulls away. 

”Are you okay?” you inquire them softly, as their face turns away from you. They don’t respond. Their hand flies over their mouth and they burp again, and before they have the chance to stop it, a sickening wet ”Hhblluuurrrbh!” emits from them as a wave of barely digested cake pours all over themself. 

[silent-secrets21-deactivated202]

I just want a cute puppy to take care of as they’re being sick. Hunched over the toilet, a whimpering, moaning mess as they empty their stomach. I’d rub their tummy and back as they gag and heave their stomach contents. I’d want them to move my hand between their legs and make me play with them as they burped and gagged. Their desperate, needy moans would sound so fucking beautiful mixed with their gagging noises.

[pukey-cutie-deactivated20240828]

Thinking about caretakers who pretend to be helping but are secretly making things worse!

Doing things like encouraging the sickie to eat when they know it'll just come right back up, pressing on the sickies tummy that little bit too hard, telling the sickie that maybe they'd feel better if they tried to burp a bit, feeding them expired food! There's so many options! :3

The sickie could know what the caretakers up to and enjoy it to, or they could be suspicious but far from confident, or they could be too sick to even consider that someone could do this to them on purpose!

It's so fun to think about!

[queenpink27]

I really love it when someone is talking but you know there pukey and they start to say they might vomit and uncontrollably u hear the chunky burp and splash of vomit and then the inhale for air for it to turn into a sick burp and vomit follows that burp watching the vomit splash onto the floor. Ugh I love that sm.

[cocktail-sausage]

Imagine like an omorashi scenario but with emeto: Sickie denies being nauseous, they are doing their damndest to suppress it, they repeat to themselves "I can hold on a little longer, a little longer," until their body overrides their control and Sickie suddenly vomits on the ground or whatever inconvenient place they're in and they can't stop it, it just keeps coming and coming 😵‍💫

[cocktail-sausage]

Imagine you're wearing a long skirt and you puke into your lap and the skirt holds it like a bowl and you can feel the warmth through the fabric