Ignore me liking the BTD and YKMET posts (PLEASEš) 23 year old guy with a burp fetish who makes content of a giant mutant fella and his gf// MINORS DNI Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/chimichangaman.bsky.social
I should make an intro thing since I realized I havenāt already :)
Well, my name is Zan, I go by he/him pronouns, and I draw a lot. On the rare occasion that I do draw kink related stuff, it will most likely fall under the umbrella of eructophilia.
What Iām into? Well Iām bi, and hereās the list of my yays and nays
PLEASE BE AWARE ABOUT KNOWING WHAT YOUāLL SEE ON HERE BEFORE FOLLOWING ME, DAWG
YES<3
āāāā-
⢠BURPSš„° (this will be the main focus for this blog, and my main kink)
⢠male dom/fem sub dynamics (Iāll probably season my art with this occasionally)
ā¢cnc (I donāt think Iāll be posting that type of stuff on here as it doesnāt apply to the characters Iāll be focusing on in this blog, but that could change idk)
ā¢bdsm and a lil humiliation here and there (same for this)
ā¢primal playš„µš„µ (also potentially a main focus)
ā¢very mild [fem] fart, piss, and scat stuff, but wonāt be posting anything related to that on here
Ehhh..nah
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ā¢furry stuff
⢠weight gainā¦weird right? (I wish it did something for me so bad but it doesnāt šā¦I still love big people tho *twirls hair*ā¤ļøāš„)
ā¢vore, though in some instances could be hot
ā¢harcore scat
ā¢inflation
ā¢mpreg (or any type of preg at all really)
ā¢stuffing and tummy stuff, this oneās a little complicated but under certain circumstances can be the hottest thing ever
But anyways, thatās all I can think of for now, hope u enjoy ur stay here :)
[ canon interraction between gi and beli btw after he just ripped a huge one while they were watching something together on the couch (Iām too shy to make an actual post) ]
His predatory gaze focused on her. He took in her horrified expression, the way she avoiding eye contact with him, the blush creeping up her neck. His lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. āMy little flower,ā he purred, his voice dropping to a taunting whisper. āWhy you look so⦠shocked?ā
āThat was⦠thatāsā¦ā She fumbled for words, utterly flabbergasted. āDisgusting.ā
āIs it?ā he asked, his tone laced with false innocence. He shifted on the couch, moving toward her with the grace of a stalking cat. āThen whyā¦ā He suddenly ducked his head under the blanket she held like a shield, his voice muffled but clear. āā¦you smell so sweet down here?ā
YESSS TWIN , Iām so fine thank you for asking, sorry for the absence btw yall, Iāve been focusing on other things for a bit and I havenāt had the time to put my degenerate scenarios into drawings or answer some questions and stuff but rest assured I will be posting more and responding to your guysās questions soon TRUSTT (idk how soon tho but I will be posting)
Hereās something super short and quick (and admittedly messy) I doodled yesterday as compensation :ā)
TW: kithing <3 , burps (duh)
(After dinner makeout session on the floor and he keeps pulling back every few minutes to blast one out lolol)
can you write something voyeurism related but when someoneās live-streaming for hours vs when they turn it off, no audience and finally no one to hear them?
hope i make sense
Thank you!! š I can sure try!
āAlright, uh, I'm rambling, so this seems like a good place to end for..." A comment catches their eye, and they read it aloud off their second screen:
"What are you drinking?"
"This?" They lift the can to show their audience. "It's a Celsius, and it's the reason I'm gonna get two hours of sleep tonight, so I guess I can thank you all for thaā" They have to pause suddenly, angling away from the mic and stifling a burp behind their hand. They do their best to dampen the sound, but the mic absolutely still picks it up.
There's a small flurry of activity in the chat. Mostly congratulatory. A few "Excuse you"s one "Hot š„µ."
Their face heats slightly, but they force a laugh. "Yeah, okay. Calm down. You try talking for three straight hours and see if you do any better. Next time I'll do it in the mic."
"Promise? š"
"Aaaand that's enough for tonight. Thanks for watching, see you guys next time!"
The moment the stream ends, so does their performance-based adrenaline. They slump back into their chair, just sitting for a moment, enjoying the silence of the dimly lit room.
They're thirsty. They pull themself to their feet, and immediately a grumbling rush of a burp pushes out of them. A tightness they didn't know they felt lifts, and they breathe out a sigh. They palm their stomach like they're thanking it for that relief. For waiting for a private moment.
More air wants out. They thump their chest, ducking their head in anticipation, but as they do, a sudden tingle of anxiety pricks at them, and they dart their eyes to their camera. Did they see the light blinking? They freeze mid-burp, cheeks puffed, chin dipped, fist on chest. Nope. The camera's definitely off. They let the tension leave their body along with the burp.
Despite the late hour, the light in the kitchen is off. Their roommate must be out. They stand in the cool glow from the fridge, gulping at a sparkling water. All that talking made their throat dry, and now they overcompensate by taking in half the drink in one go. The moment they pull the can back from their mouth they gasp out a heavily carbonated belch that stings their nostrils. They don't bother to police their grimace or the pained grunt that follows. Not like they have an audience.
They shut the fridge, standing in their darkened kitchen and eating a slice of cold pizza. If their roommate was home he'd scold them for not heating it up. For not turning on the light. But he's not. As if in celebration of that fact, they let out another loud belch before taking their next bite, then follow it by messily cramming the rest of the slice into their mouth. It always takes them a while to come down after streaming, but having the apartment to themself helps. Having no one to perform for helps.
They finish their second slice of pizza, dusting of their hands, and closing their lips to burp around the food still in their mouth. Having no one to mind their manners for helps too.
I got so hyped when I saw you posted more art, it was top tier like always! Love seeing Obelius let loose š I love that he doesnāt hold back regardless of the scenario and doesnāt let human culture influence him into being āwell-mannered.ā That big feral man is perfect
Thank you big dawg šš„¹, thatās actually a funny thing bc for that exact same reason, people dont like taking his ass to restaurants or diners (or any public places if weāre being honest, the guyās a fuckin gas machine) because heāll always rip the loudest, wettest burps and get glares and judgmental looks from anyone in his vicinity, and ofc heād notice but he wouldnāt think anything of it. And there has absolutely been 2 or 3 cases where he was asked to leave an establishment for being a ādisturbanceāā¦.embarassment does not exist in his feral little brain š
Hi! i read our big boy's lore (poor guy) and i love your art! it got me thinking: how did your OCs discover Obelius' gassy behavior?
Beware, yapping and gross art š«”
ART TW: BLOOD
Heyyy Twin, yeah it is pretty depressing, and THANK YOUUU, Ive been trying to get better, but he did have a happy ending :), and Great question! So āBeli has literally no human social cues at all, he doesnāt know when something is appropriate to do, and he doesnāt know what kind of actions are considered rude or gross, so whenever he has any basic bodily function at all, he doesnāt hold back and just blasts it no matter whoās around him or in what setting heās in cuz to him, he values the relief in brings over anything else. Bro is quite literally the definition of āUncouthā. And itās not because he ignores the cues either, he literally does not know. All those years away from civilization and in isolation , he doesnāt have shame in any sense of the word and lets his burps just roll outta him, and that was the impression my other OC (Giovanna) had from him. When they first met, she thought it was obnoxious because he would do it constantly, even in the most inappropriate times, but eventually it became something attractive to her *bats eyes*
Same anon that asked the bellied Obelius drawing here, just wanted to say your art is amazing dude, hell yeah, keep rocking :3
(I've been kicking and screaming since i saw that :sob:)
IM BLUSHING DAWG OH MYY, BUT NAHHH, I enjoyed doodling that for ya, definitely need to do more tummy content in the futureš, AND IM SO GLAD U LIKED IT, SHAKING MY HEAD WITH MY TONGUE OUT RN
Hi, a shy anon here! And i just wanted to say I absolutely adore your artwork and i live Obelius šš
I'd love to see more contend of your OCs around here! And that's it, stay safe :3
AWWW dawg ur so sweet <333 Iām so glad you love my oversized gremlin, Iāll definitely be posting more abominations soon! (I have so many gross ideas reheheš¹)
Thank you for asking! Iāve been wanting to go into it for awhile now but couldnt find the right approach :D.
He was basically a government experiment, modified to withstand the worst possible conditions the jungle can throw at anyone and to be āthe next step in human evolutionā. When he was a little kid they tried merging his human DNA with that of a large number of reptiles, wild cats, predatory birds, etc. So he is essentially a mutt lol, but he has many of their qualities and still appears visibly human on the outside (besides his insane height, sharp teeth, and yellow eyes).
Eventually, he grew he became too wild and destructive, too much so they had to nuke the experiment, and essentially āget rid of himā, and in their attempts to off him, he manages to escape and runs off into the deep jungles of the Congo Basin. They spent days trying to capture him again but it seemed hopeless seeing that it was way too much land to cover and incredibly inconvenient because of the amount of predatory animals residing in that area. So they hoped for the best and prayed that he would be killed by the environment or natural causes like sickness or starvation. That definitely wasnāt the case. They created him too well and he used his āanimalistic instinctsā to survive. Sure it was a rough couple of years out in the wild, he was just a kid, but his durability literally kept him alive. Sure he could still get bruises, scratches, and wounds, but they were never fatal and they would always heal over and turn into scars. Over the next couple of years (20 to be exact) he forgot all human language and behavior, and any memory of where he came from, and settled into a completely animalistic and predatory mindset. With lots of failed attempts, He became an exceptional hunter too, blending in with all the predators of the jungle and becoming some feral being that tourist guides would use as an urban legend. After the first couple of years, he eventually did some across civilization again, but he chose to isolate himself from humanity and reside in a cave near a waterfall. Completely and utterly alone.
As for the girl you see in most of the drawings, sheās an up-and-coming wildlife biologist in her early 20s who was on an expedition with a few of her science buds to the jungles of the Congo Basin. After unintentionally getting separated from them, she met him. At first, she was scared of him, but that fear quickly turned into fascination, then that fascination turned into ā¤ļø.
Fun fact: His name isn't actually Obelius. He forgot his own name when he forgot everything else. Obelius was a name that Giovanna (the redhead in my art) gave him just so she had something appropriate to refer to him as.
Itās definitely not the most developed story and has a few plot holes here and there, I might change it in the future, but this is what Iāve got for now :)