noisy little stomach

*tummy rumbling* *soft burp* my stomach is a noisy little thing 🤭 29, ace ♠️, minors DNI

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

Hi, i'm C, welcome to my little corner of t'internet

my stomach is a noisy little thing and i love sharing all my belly gurgles and tummy rumbles within this space sometimes it's audio, sometimes you'll get a glimpse of my belly, but my stomach and its grumbles are the focus

i am 29, asexual, mildly sex-repulsed - the idea of it happening to me is gross beyond all imagining, but i don't mind reading about it

i am still learning the ways of the kink community, given the aforementioned asexuality, but i'm setting some boundaries here:

if you are a minor (under 18), please DNI - it keeps us all safe, and we could all use a little more of that rn - i can't stop you lurking, but please be safe about it, falling down the rabbit hole is easier than you think

if your bio/pinned post is missing vital information, i'm blocking you, sorry - no age listed, no title, no content, generic/tumblr-generated pfp - if you have more than one of these, that's a block - i also get weirded out by people following me without liking or interacting with any of my content first -i might make exceptions to this, but that's at my discretion

my dms and asks are open - i think, you'd think after over ten years on this hellsite, i would have figured out how it works - i'm happy to chat, not just about my tummy or yours - if you try and take it places i'm not comfortable, the conversation ends, simple as that

I am into (or as into as I can be):

stomachs and the noises they make - empty, full, upset etc. - stomach-aches - general feelings associated with the stomach

the inevitable hurt/comfort that arises when one has an upset stomach and their partner is helping (that's some good shit tbh)

tummy rubs

some hunger, if practiced safely - i like the emptiness that comes from going to bed on a hungry tummy - or from eating less overall, not so much outright starving oneself - DNI if you are an ED account, please seek help

I am open to:

emeto-related stuff - nausea, tummy-aches etc. - nothing visual/audio, only written stuff

burping - i don't like forced burping/belching, particularly from someone deliberately bloating their stomach - hiccups are fine and kinda cute tbh - little hiccup-burps where it's just excess air escaping from your tummy and you can't really stop it are also fine

soft feedism - if the focus is on making the person feel good and satisfied and content, i'm down - especially if their little tummy gets round, but you know it'll go back to being softer and smaller once it's empty again

softer vore - again, if the focus is on the soft feelings and the tummy itself, i'm usually fine with it

Absolutely not into:

anything more graphic than written emeto

scat

graphic vore

death/immobility feedism

extreme gaining or gaining weight for the sake of gaining weight

i write quite a lot as well, it's not graphic, it's actually soft and sweet enough to give you a stomach-ache most of the time

i think that's everything, sorry for the long post, i'm trying to cover all my bases here...

anyway, welcome once again to my little corner of t'internet hope you enjoy listening to my noisy little tummy

love C xx

(p.s. my tummy just rumbled, i'm so empty-hungry rn 🤭)

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

what is your tummy telling you right now

that it’s hungry and wants breakfast 🥺

it can hang on a little longer though 🤭

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

I love being your struggling meal🤭

you like it, huh?

better fill this tummy and get to struggling then 🤭

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

oops… 🫧🤭

something about being a burpy little princess just feels so good hehe

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

this empty little tummy needs filling 🤭

what should i feed this hungry belly?

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

escaping

part 11 of 'butterflies' - (with butterflies in my stomach) can you stomach my love for you? In which carbonation does not play nicely with Hunter’s insides, and Echo is weirdly good at soothing his boyfriend’s upset stomach…

CW/TW: stomach upset and pain, burping, tiny amount of self-loathing aimed at one’s body

Enjoy!

Hunter tried really hard not to hate his stomach, he knew that often it was just doing the best it could, but sometimes it really tried his patience. He’d been invited out for lunch with some of the office team, which was always a bit of a balancing act, trying to pick something filling enough that he wasn’t absolutely starving by dinner, but not so heavy that it would upset his stomach.

Faced with all the options, he had opted for chicken schnitzel and salad, and he’d even had the restraint to get half of the schnitzel boxed up to take home. The other problem was the drink he’d had with it, ginger beer, since the café they’d gone to didn’t have much in the way of juice, he didn’t want coffee with lunch really, and just drinking tap water always got him weird looks when everyone else ordered an actual beverage.

He liked the taste of ginger beer on the rare occasions that he drank it, it reminded him of Echo’s favourite ginger tea, a little spicier and less sickly sweet than ginger ale. But the carbonated fizz of it could so easily upset his sensitive stomach.

Today was no exception…

He’d come home from work, already feeling a little heavy and achy inside from eating something fried for lunch. It had been a relief to change out of his restrictive office-job clothes and pull on comfy pyjama pants and an oversized tshirt. Although he’d had a little laugh once he’d got the tshirt on and looked in the mirror, seeing the blue 501 logo. Clearly, it was one of Echo’s tshirts that his boyfriend had actually stolen from a brother, probably Rex or Jesse.

Flopping gracelessly onto the couch, Hunter stretched a little, sneaking one hand beneath his tshirt to rub his stomach. It felt heavy and unsettled, and it surprised him a little how round it was, his work pants having helped contain some of the bloat, but the soft stretchy material of his pyjama pants had given his tummy room to expand, swelling into a bloated balloon.

Hunter sighed heavily, stifling a burp on instinct. It had been drilled into him and his siblings that burping was not a polite thing to do, so Hunter’s instinct was always to muffle any escaping air by keeping his mouth closed. His stomach gurgled and Hunter felt the burp come up, but he just breathed out slowly through his nose and the feeling dissipated.

Dropping his head back onto the arm of the couch, Hunter groaned quietly, his stomach felt so full, both from his lunch and from the excess air from the soft drink. He just felt so unsettled, his tummy gurgling and groaning beneath his hand, trying to rid itself of the air that was filling it. All he could do was lie there on the couch, massaging little circles into his poor bloated belly, swallowing back the burps.

“You shouldn’t do that, you know,” A quiet voice said from behind him.

Hunter stifled yet another burp and turned his head a little to look over the couch arm. Echo was leaning on the wall next to the couch, his arms folded and a concerned look on his face.

“It’s not…it’s not polite though,” Hunter managed, burping with his mouth closed.

Echo limped his way across the room and settled carefully next to the couch, resting his forearms right by Hunter’s abdomen, “I don’t care, we’re not in public, you can let them up.”

Hunter burped again, though he put a hand over his mouth to muffle it, “It’s gross, though…sorry.”

Echo smirked a little, “Hunter, I grew up in a house full of brothers, I’m used to it.” He slid one hand under Hunter’s tshirt and pressed down gently on his overfull stomach. The resulting burp escaped before Hunter had a chance to stop it and he felt his cheeks grow warm.

“You really don’t mind?”

“Course not,” Echo said with a shy little smile, “Besides, I can feel everything churning around in your stomach, that can’t be making your poor tummy feel very good.”

He pressed down again and Hunter’s stomach gurgled loudly, but Hunter just hid his face behind his hands, “Stars, Echo, I…”

Echo stopped his gentle kneading and tugged Hunter’s hands away, pressing gentle kisses to his knuckles, “Hunter, it’s fine. Just let me work, kay? Your burps have nothing on Fives when he’s three Sprites deep, trust me.”

Hunter opened his mouth to protest, only for Echo to grin wickedly and press harder at his stomach. The resulting burp was not only loud, it made Hunter’s tummy contract. Though his face still felt hot with embarrassment, Hunter settled back and let Echo work his magic. His boyfriend’s hands were cool and soothing to the tight surface of Hunter’s tummy and with every gentle press of his fingers, more burps rumbled up from Hunter’s stomach.

“You’ve…urp…done this before, huh?” Hunter managed.

“Hmm?”

Hunter burped again before answering, “You’re weirdly good at getting them up, my tummy feels way less bloated already.”

Echo smiled brightly, “Perks of having hyper-competitive brothers who can’t turn down any sort of food or drink-based challenge,” He waved a hand airily, “Sprite challenge, who can eat the most pizza in one sitting, that sort of thing.”

“That why you know what your twin is like when he’s three Sprites deep?” Hunter asked with a grin.

Echo rolled his eyes, “Unfortunately, yes. Apparently, my hands are nice on a bloated tummy because they’re always cold.”

Hunter caught one of Echo’s hands and squeezed gently, “They are cold, but it’s nice, and whatever you’re doing is definitely helping.”

They lapsed into comfortable silence again, broken only by Hunter’s tummy gurgling and him burping, though they were becoming softer and less frequent as Echo eased more of the bloated feeling away.

“So…” Echo said, “Did you have soft drink at lunch or something?”

Hunter blinked, “Ginger beer, how did you…”

Echo shrugged, “I know your tummy, Hunter. You only ever get this burpy when you’ve drunk something carbonated.”

That made Hunter feel warm inside, somewhere deep in the pit of his stomach, that Echo was observant enough to note exactly what upset Hunter’s tummy, the same way Hunter could tell how Echo was feeling based on the noises his stomach was making. Hunter would have learned Echo’s stomach noises regardless, but it was nice that the care and attention went both ways.

He was distracted from his warm fuzzy thoughts by a quiet rumble, followed by a soft burp.

Echo grinned sheepishly, hiding his mouth in his sweatshirt sleeve, “Sorry…” His stomach made another quiet noise.

Hunter blinked, “You’re burpy too, love? But you hate fizzy drink, you won’t even drink sparkling water.”

“Uh-huh,” Echo said shyly, “But I had to work through my lunch today, so…”

Hunter reached out and brushed his fingers over Echo’s stomach, which growled loudly, almost in response. Echo burped again, muffling it slightly in his sweatshirt sleeve.

“Aw,” Hunter said, patting his boyfriend’s grumbling tummy, “Your burps are kinda cute. Do you always burp when your tummy’s empty?”

Echo shrugged, “Not always, but I definitely burp more when my stomach has nothing in it, there’s nothing but air in my tummy right now, and my tummy wants it gone.”

Hunter sat up a little more, smoothing a hand over his tshirt. His tummy was no longer quite so bloated and most of the heavy ache had gone. In fact, he could feel the faintest hollow edge to his belly, the beginnings of an empty stomach.

“You want dinner? There’s half a schnitzel in the fridge.”

Echo eased himself carefully up off the floor, wincing a little as his knees clicked, “Tempting, but I’ve been thinking about making roast potatoes all damn day, and if I don’t, I think my stomach might actually revolt.”

His stomach growled viciously at this and Hunter laughed, “Better go make that, then, your hungry little tummy sounds like it’s gonna eat you alive just from you thinking about food.” He patted Echo’s tummy as his boyfriend passed him and was rewarded with another grumble.

Echo groaned, stretching a little and rubbing his abdomen, “Feels like it. You want some too?” He paused, “I was going to roast some broccoli too, though. That might not be the best thing if your tummy’s a bit bloated still.”

Hunter considered this. He really liked the way the roasted broccoli came out, but his tummy still didn’t feel completely back to normal. But then again…

“Well…” He said, rising from the couch and catching Echo’s hand to gently tug his boyfriend towards the kitchen, “Guess you’ll have to soothe that upset too, if you don’t mind.”

Echo kissed the corner of Hunter’s mouth, humming softly as his stomach rumbled, “Hmm…fill my empty tummy first, or yours won’t be the only stomach-ache we’re dealing with tonight.”

He squeaked as Hunter swept him up into a bridal-carry and sauntered through to the kitchen, “Your wish is my command, sweetheart.”

Okay, maybe Hunter would concede that his stomach wasn’t that bad, after all. Or maybe it was just that Echo had the magic touch to ease up all of his tummy’s bloated burps. Probably the second one, knowing how sensitive Hunter’s tummy could be.

“Huh, you’ve stopped burping, I think,” Echo said thoughtfully, his cool hands gently smoothing over Hunter’s stomach as they lay in bed together.

Hunter burped softly and then laughed, “I think that might have been the last one, how about you?”

Echo shrugged, snuggling closer, “Mine usually go away as soon as my tummy’s full,” He patted his stomach, which rumbled quietly, “No space in there for air now.”

Dinner had been a reasonable amount, and of course Echo had missed lunch so his stomach had been emptier than usual, but Hunter could still feel the barely-there curve to his boyfriend’s tummy. It wasn’t bloating like Hunter had been dealing with earlier, it was just the slightest rounding-out of Echo’s usually flat stomach.

“Full?” Hunter asked, letting his fingers trace the gentle swell.

Echo smiled sleepily, “Comfortably so, my stomach’s not grumbling at me about how empty it is anymore,” He yawned, “…’m tired though.”

Hunter kissed the top of his head, “Me too, love. Who knew burping used up so much energy?”

“…s’not the burping,” Echo mumbled into Hunter’s neck, “Your tummy was upset and bloated, and mine was upset and empty.”

His stomach rumbled again and Hunter patted it gently, “Well, neither of us has an upset tummy now, so I’d consider that an excellent way to finish off the night.”

Echo hummed softly, “Mmm…love you…”

Hunter dropped another gentle kiss into his boyfriend’s dark curls, “Love you too, sweetheart. Thank you for helping me this evening.”

“…welcome…” Echo managed, then he fell silent. For all that his sleep could be patchy and unsettled sometimes, he usually dropped off to sleep fairly quickly.

Hunter gave Echo’s softly rounded stomach one last gentle rub, before snuggling down and closing his eyes. He hadn’t been lying before dinner, Echo’s burps really were cute, all soft and small like he was.

Hunter was a very lucky guy…

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

could you rub your tummy as it growls for hunger please? if not no worries :)

less tummy growling and more just grumbling, but i figured i’ve sat on this ask for long enough 🤭

i need to go feed this hungry tummy some breakfast hehe

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

Would love to see another meal struggle in that gut again. Also you make amazing stomach sound vids btw🧡

just another little snack struggling in my tummy 🤭

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

Do you have any favourite foods (besides us tinies)?

anything involving pasta and then tomato or pesto sauce and lots of cheese, garlic bread, crispy chicken donburi, roast veg, roast pork with good crackling, most forms of potato…

also lemon-flavoured desserts, good vanilla ice cream, apple crumble, most cinnamon-flavoured baked goods…

i wouldn’t say i have a favourite tho, just lots of things i enjoy ☺️

(thinking about food is making me hungry, my tummy just growled 🤭)

C xx

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

Can never get enough of your sloshy belly🤭

tbh i can’t either, it just feels so good 🤭

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

Does your belly have anything to announce these days?

i mean…it always likes to announce that it’s hungry, especially first thing in the morning

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

I love being your snack🤭

is that so? better get back in my belly then 🤭

sounds like my tummy’s almost finished with my last meal 🫠

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

Do you have a part of the digestive process that is your favourite feeling?

uh…no?

i like feeling my tummy rumble, but if i’m being honest, i don’t really feel much of the digestion process unless i’ve eaten way too much. then it’s mostly just uncomfortable

C xx

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

How big do you imagine your stomach is when its all hollow and begging to be fed?

not very? the stomach can stretch quite a lot, so i guess when it’s empty, it’s not very big?

idk, that’s a slightly odd question 😂

C xx

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

what is your tummy saying

currently? that it’s kinda hungry, but not enough to growl or rumble about it

it would like food, but it’s not desperate yet

C xx

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

can you place your hand where you feel your stomach rumbling

not really, because there isn’t any one spot that i can feel it rumbling from

sometimes it’s my stomach itself, so that’s higher up under my ribs. and sometimes it’s lower down in my tummy

C xx

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

what do you usually feel when youre hungry asides from the gurgles

mostly just the emptiness, and if my tummy is empty-hungry for too long, it starts to hurt just a little

the growls feel the best tho 🤭

C xx