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[light3542]

Just a Lurker~

Sup! Call me Light. Lurker. Writer sometimes. 28 year old male that loves hunger kink/belly stuffs. I'm usually just here to enjoy/tease/engage in the content here but if you're looking for someone to help tease your belly whenever it's empty, or push your stomach to fill up with whatever until it's full, send me a message! <3

[light3542]

Imma be real, y'all need to let me listen to your belly. Hunger sluts, share your gurgles so I can tease ya~

[light3542]

Diary of a Zookeeper (Entry 4)

OH HEY I"M BACK (kind of) GOD I hate job stuff. I missed y'all <3 SO. I was asked by a very well known and lovely hunger-enjoyer to 'Please' give a fourth chapter to this. While I MAY have written this in the dead of night... Tired. Sleepy. I think this is a GREAT piece of work. Ennjooyyy

I snuck into the Aquarium late today.

Technically, I was never supposed to come in today. I had a break before the last day of Aevin’s fast, and I’d be damned if I missed out on that. The day she was fed was tomorrow, and that would be a whole grand event.

I have a confession to make. If it were up to me I would keep her starved until her stomach’s cries were heard across the whole damn facility. I’d keep her tied up in my place and revel in how she squeaks and moans and whimpers pathetically who her belly cramps up. God, she loves it. I know she loves it. That night she teased the hell out of me—she had an opportunity to eat and she denied herself. She knows. She fucking knows.

I snuck through the facility. I saw cameras pointed in every which way. I kept myself hidden from any eyes as best I could…

When I got to her tank, she wasn’t where I thought she’d be. Normally, she would be swimming around the perimeter. I couldn’t find her. Not even looking up from the bottom of the tank to the top revealed where she was. I pushed my way into the containment. Was she moved? Did she get injured? The arousal left my body as quickly as it came. She had to be okay, right? This was her fourth full day with nothing to eat. Anyone else would be exhausted by this point.

Getting up to the top… Well. To put it bluntly… I caught her touching herself.

The waters shifted when I finally reached the top of the stairs, and I caught a glimpse of her with her fingers where the thighs would meet. She ducked underneath the water, but her head poked up enough to see me peek from the corner. I knew the way around the camera, but I wasn’t sure if I should even approach. I didn’t expect myself to be in such a situation. I didn’t know what to do.

But I knew very quickly what to do when I heard her stomach howl.

She winced and whimpered as her middle… I could only describe it as her stomach was balling itself up into a fist, the release belting out a growl audible enough that I could hear it from the distance I was at. She moaned loudly, curling herself up into a small ball. The worry only increased. This was too long. If I weren’t so damn horny, I would have remembered to bring something to eat…

I would have turned myself out the door, but Aevin… When her gut finally released its grip on her insides, her teeth were clamped down on her bottom lip. A hand was tightly bound to her sunken in stomach, the other reaching up to her ample chest. She sighed long, lustful. Needy.

Looking directly at me, she shifted uncomfortably, but played off her discomfort with a lick of her lips, saliva dripping from her mouth down, down along her body. Down her chest. Past her cleavage. To her middle. That aching middle. That starved gut beginning to cramp back up and groan again.

Oh, I made my way back to her, stripped down naked and jumped in the water. The chill be damned, I would not squander this opportunity.

We cuddled close. Aevin swam towards me and lifted herself up, swaying her bottom half to create leverage against me. High enough that her gut pressed up against my face. The sounds it was making were heavenly, but so torturous to her that she whined each time her gut protested. It was angry, loudly voicing its complaints every second I had my ear to it. My hand reached down to my own length. I stroked my cock to her quivering stomach as she held my head in her trembling hands. She was so shaky and weak, but I could tell she was so incredibly turned on with how hot her body was.

I wanted to be inside of her so terribly bad. The only way for her to be filled would be through her womb—not like it would feed her at all. Gods, I’d stay in these waters for hours on end, teasing her with food, making her suffer so much longer than the job already made her. I needed her to be so empty. So much more empty…

“Good girl,” I whispered, “You’re excited about all the good food you’ll get tomorrow, aren’t you?”

She heard “Food” and her body responded by cramping and roaring again, her poor little gut twisting and thrashing behind the flab of soft skin. Drool was dripping onto my head. Fuck… It was so hot…

But nothing beat when she finally dropped down and exposed her tongue to me. It was a message. A desperate one. As a tight squeeze bound her gut again, she panted loudly, palm stretched across her middle, another back between her folds.

“Want a little snack? I bet you do… Go get yourself something good.”

I don’t know how she understood. Maybe it was the desperation of it all. Maybe she knew a few phrases. Maybe this was someone else’s fantasy that she engaged with. I wasn’t sure. What I was sure of was her head-game was incredible. I had to hold my mouth to keep myself from moaning. She was swallowing me like I was going to be her meal after so long. I bet she loved the taste of something after four days of nothing reaching that strained stomach. The water rippled underneath the surface, her tongue lashed around the base of my shaft like she was trying to pull oil from a dry-spot. She needed something. A taste of something. Of anything.

I couldn’t hold back.

Against my own body, I held her head in place underwater and let go of my building orgasm. I hoped that the taste sufficed. I hoped that everything that I gave her was as meager a taste as I could possibly give. A hefty jet of my cum wasn’t enough to fill that void, nor would it be enough to silence it. But it would absolutely make it crave more.

I’m spending the night here. Cameras probably caught us in the act at some point. Honestly, I don’t care. This was SO worth the price of admission. If I get fired, whatever. Right now… I need to spend as much time as I can with Aevin… So I can make her crave.

[emptyaevin]

hfjkhfds honestly i had to put my phone down.

​filling me up with something so warm when my stomach is practically eating itself alive...

literally just squirming in bed clutching my stomach right now

[light3542]

EAGER TO PLEASE, MERMAID~ <3

[light3542]

Diary of a Zookeeper (Entry 4)

OH HEY I"M BACK (kind of) GOD I hate job stuff. I missed y'all <3 SO. I was asked by a very well known and lovely hunger-enjoyer to 'Please' give a fourth chapter to this. While I MAY have written this in the dead of night... Tired. Sleepy. I think this is a GREAT piece of work. Ennjooyyy

I snuck into the Aquarium late today.

Technically, I was never supposed to come in today. I had a break before the last day of Aevin’s fast, and I’d be damned if I missed out on that. The day she was fed was tomorrow, and that would be a whole grand event.

I have a confession to make. If it were up to me I would keep her starved until her stomach’s cries were heard across the whole damn facility. I’d keep her tied up in my place and revel in how she squeaks and moans and whimpers pathetically who her belly cramps up. God, she loves it. I know she loves it. That night she teased the hell out of me—she had an opportunity to eat and she denied herself. She knows. She fucking knows.

I snuck through the facility. I saw cameras pointed in every which way. I kept myself hidden from any eyes as best I could…

When I got to her tank, she wasn’t where I thought she’d be. Normally, she would be swimming around the perimeter. I couldn’t find her. Not even looking up from the bottom of the tank to the top revealed where she was. I pushed my way into the containment. Was she moved? Did she get injured? The arousal left my body as quickly as it came. She had to be okay, right? This was her fourth full day with nothing to eat. Anyone else would be exhausted by this point.

Getting up to the top… Well. To put it bluntly… I caught her touching herself.

The waters shifted when I finally reached the top of the stairs, and I caught a glimpse of her with her fingers where the thighs would meet. She ducked underneath the water, but her head poked up enough to see me peek from the corner. I knew the way around the camera, but I wasn’t sure if I should even approach. I didn’t expect myself to be in such a situation. I didn’t know what to do.

But I knew very quickly what to do when I heard her stomach howl.

She winced and whimpered as her middle… I could only describe it as her stomach was balling itself up into a fist, the release belting out a growl audible enough that I could hear it from the distance I was at. She moaned loudly, curling herself up into a small ball. The worry only increased. This was too long. If I weren’t so damn horny, I would have remembered to bring something to eat…

I would have turned myself out the door, but Aevin… When her gut finally released its grip on her insides, her teeth were clamped down on her bottom lip. A hand was tightly bound to her sunken in stomach, the other reaching up to her ample chest. She sighed long, lustful. Needy.

Looking directly at me, she shifted uncomfortably, but played off her discomfort with a lick of her lips, saliva dripping from her mouth down, down along her body. Down her chest. Past her cleavage. To her middle. That aching middle. That starved gut beginning to cramp back up and groan again.

Oh, I made my way back to her, stripped down naked and jumped in the water. The chill be damned, I would not squander this opportunity.

We cuddled close. Aevin swam towards me and lifted herself up, swaying her bottom half to create leverage against me. High enough that her gut pressed up against my face. The sounds it was making were heavenly, but so torturous to her that she whined each time her gut protested. It was angry, loudly voicing its complaints every second I had my ear to it. My hand reached down to my own length. I stroked my cock to her quivering stomach as she held my head in her trembling hands. She was so shaky and weak, but I could tell she was so incredibly turned on with how hot her body was.

I wanted to be inside of her so terribly bad. The only way for her to be filled would be through her womb—not like it would feed her at all. Gods, I’d stay in these waters for hours on end, teasing her with food, making her suffer so much longer than the job already made her. I needed her to be so empty. So much more empty…

“Good girl,” I whispered, “You’re excited about all the good food you’ll get tomorrow, aren’t you?”

She heard “Food” and her body responded by cramping and roaring again, her poor little gut twisting and thrashing behind the flab of soft skin. Drool was dripping onto my head. Fuck… It was so hot…

But nothing beat when she finally dropped down and exposed her tongue to me. It was a message. A desperate one. As a tight squeeze bound her gut again, she panted loudly, palm stretched across her middle, another back between her folds.

“Want a little snack? I bet you do… Go get yourself something good.”

I don’t know how she understood. Maybe it was the desperation of it all. Maybe she knew a few phrases. Maybe this was someone else’s fantasy that she engaged with. I wasn’t sure. What I was sure of was her head-game was incredible. I had to hold my mouth to keep myself from moaning. She was swallowing me like I was going to be her meal after so long. I bet she loved the taste of something after four days of nothing reaching that strained stomach. The water rippled underneath the surface, her tongue lashed around the base of my shaft like she was trying to pull oil from a dry-spot. She needed something. A taste of something. Of anything.

I couldn’t hold back.

Against my own body, I held her head in place underwater and let go of my building orgasm. I hoped that the taste sufficed. I hoped that everything that I gave her was as meager a taste as I could possibly give. A hefty jet of my cum wasn’t enough to fill that void, nor would it be enough to silence it. But it would absolutely make it crave more.

I’m spending the night here. Cameras probably caught us in the act at some point. Honestly, I don’t care. This was SO worth the price of admission. If I get fired, whatever. Right now… I need to spend as much time as I can with Aevin… So I can make her crave.

[light3542]

hggn

been so busy.... can barely write. y'all, if you wanna send me stuff in my inbox, feel free <3

[strawberries789-deactivated2025]

"My son turned out fine"

your son gets hard when I call him a good boy

[yumintum]

I’m growling. Need preys. (no mic)

[goodgirldaisy]

[emptyaevin]

hey babes!

let's have a little chat

we do not go into dms and demand photos or push for sexting, that's not how we treat our friends, okie?

​i know we have a lot of excitement, and it’s okay to want things!

​but ​we need to use our gentle manners and respect boundaries

Let's remember there is a real person on the other side of the screen

if we can't use our respectful words, we can't play

let's try to be the safe space we want to see i know u can be sweet.

[light3542]

*Taps the big sign on the side of the mermaid glass* Joking aside, If you cannot engage in the kink with respect for the person then do not engage at all. Any fooling around requires a little tact y'all!!

[light3542]

In other news, Do I get off to people/mutuals on here? You'll never know

[light3542]

OOugh. I look at y'all goobers and I always wonder how y'all keep up with the social media posts. Meanwhile I poke my head out, plop a golden egg and slip back into my lil hole. Granted-- I DO lurk.

[emptyaevin]

11 and 14 ?

11, i do! i actually really love stuffing and a tiny, soft bit of mpreg

and for me kinks can be incredibly cute and full of love

i often daydream about really domestic scenarios... like seeing a character so full they get heavy and lethargic, dozing off in front of the TV because they physically can't move or being so stuffed that their breathing gets short and shallow, but they still want more... (that's usually me 🫣

i just love the idea of gently feeding them bite by bite while they lay there i think i just really have a thing for helplessness 14,

ohhh, there are a few OGs from when i first joined tumblr who absolutely ruined me they seem a bit quiet lately, but i still visit their page lol @star-girl83 and @youresoempty

i remember so many nights lying in bed, in a fast, just melting while scrolling through their posts

and i have to mention @light3542 his writing is dangerous his words made me relize omfg is this how hot my persona actually looks to u guys? highly recommend if u like good storytelling

[light3542]

Honored to have written you a mirror~

Frankly, I'm flattered to be capable of writing things that make people... well feel things. Being called dangerous however... Mmm, I do like that. Yes. that's a nice thing.

[emptyaevin]

Reblog if I'm allowed to your ask box and whine about how starved I am

It's 8:30am and my stomach is eating itself but I speny my food budget yesterday...

[light3542]

I'm gonna be real I either need more days off or less because I got in such a rut the day I frantically wrote day 3 x////x

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Diary of a Zookeeper (Day 3)

I am looking directly at @emptyaevin while I upload this today. I'm snowed inside, tired from shoveling yesterday, but today I was grasped by a need to write this continuation because I am horny and I'm making it everyone else's problem. Day 3 has some tummy... 'stuff' in it. So. Have fun. <3

Day 3

(It appears some of the pages are slightly damp.)

So… let me just start this entry by saying I took a risk today. I knew where a lot of the cameras were in the facility. Today I found out there’s one blind spot.

I bought some lunch with me. Well, dinner since it was late night, technically. She loves shrimp. Like loves it. With how much she drooled over it and danced for the patrons, I know she would love a nice mouthful. I packed my swim trunks, packed my food… I had a plan today. That was to pretend like I was doing a standard duty of tank cleaning. Obviously, something or someone keeps it all cleaned up in there, but what can I say— I’m horny and I needed to… well.

Whatever. I got there and I did my duty.

Aevin was… definitely tired when I showed up to cover the shift of someone closing— I never bothered learning her name but she didn’t like her job was all I knew. Aevin’s face was flushed under the water, but she still made her dances, did her little sways… until she saw me.

Oh, she rocked her hips a little bit faster, much to the enjoyment of the people there. Something about today had everyone in a frenzy— that was until I saw why. Well. I heard why.

What came out of Aevin was a crushing whine— both from her and her middle, having grown smaller. It sank into her body, the pudge that hang from her middle pressed inward by the water. It squelched, her stomach contracting, the sound loud enough to slip through the glass. She winced, but still put on a happy face for the onlookers, blowing a heart-shaped bubble at them as they all held their food at her. She was hurting, but she was enjoying this. She had to be, because I knew. I knew exactly what she wanted. She wouldn’t deny herself a meal if she didn’t.

It took so much willpower to keep my pants from exploding anytime her stomach gurgled. It went from a gentle bellow to a long, drawn out whine that had little snarls and protests in-between the long, loud ones.

She had to know. She had to know that I wanted her. Fuck, she was right by my head every time. Sometimes, patrons would show up, waving food around, only for her to swim next to me and put on a little show. I didn’t know what she was doing behind me, but her belly was pressed right to the glass—it had to be. I could hear every squelching clench. Every deep groan, every little protest that her poor strained gut was making.

When I looked up at her, she was dragging her tongue along the glass, belly and breasts smushed to the surface behind me. Drool hovered in the water, strands of spittle contrasting with the clear water…

Our first break, I sped to the top of the tank, got to the bathroom and… Well, fuck, I made sure I had everything I needed.

I had to keep appearances. Put the signage out for a returning show after a break, wrote my name down on the water cleaning and… well. I waited.

Aevin came up, clutching her stomach. If she had thighs, I swear she’d be rubbing them together with how she was swimming in the water. Her nose caught something as soon as she surfaced. Frantically she sniffed the air right when I brought out my snack.

Her belly howled, and she held it tighter, whimpering.

Fuck. She must have saw me try to keep myself from losing it.

I’ll be honest— I didn’t plan ahead much. I had my feet in the water first, the meal I packed for myself in my hands. I dropped in, but immediately forgot that I couldn’t really swim, or float if both of my hands were occupied. I’ll admit— I was a little embarrassed when Aevin hoisted me up out of the water and set me close enough to the other side, but she did; propped me up right under some boxes, made sure that my shoulders were rested against something that would keep me upright. I was worried at first—I thought I wasn’t in the right space. Hell, some of the shrimp fell into the water’s surface and I was so sure I’d be fired if I didn’t clean that up immediately. When Aevin swam off to collect whatever food that fell in, I figured I was finished.

But… Aevin had every piece in her hand. She gave them to me, drooling, huffing through her nose.

The waters vibrated, her organ squeezed tightly as she put them back in the plastic container. She got close to me. Really close. The water was cold— too cold for any normal person to sit in for too long, but she pressed herself against me.

Her mouth was held open just enough that I could see the drops of spittle dripping from her lip.

She was pressed right up against my shaft.

I thought I was doing too much— feeling too much, but she rolled her bottom half, the water sloshing. Burning away what nothing was still in her systems. She pressed her palm to her mouth, licking the salty taste of seasoning left behind on her digits.

I felt her belly vibrate against me, her stomach contracted in on itself— that soft, pliable flesh quivering against my. Member right behind my trunks.

Fuck…

I almost dropped the shrimp again. Carefully, I took one out— one that wasn’t splashed in water. Her eyes darted to it immediately. Again, another deep, painful gurgle tore through her— enough that she stopped her gyrating. She curled into me, panting, head close to mine, hands trembling on the surface of the glass behind me.

The water wasn’t so cold anymore to me.

“Want some?” I asked in as snide a tone I could muster. Her abdomen trembled, she squeezed her eyes shut. A nod. Admission.

I cruelly ate the food in front of her.

The shrimp was alright—the shrimp at work was better than what I made, but her reaction…

No, her body’s reaction. As soon as I ate it, she whimpered as her belly spoke louder, roaring at me, the vibrations alone shaking my cock. I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning, but she didn’t have to hold herself back. She leaned harder against me, tongue lolled, drooling all over my chest as I indulged in every bite. I took little nibbles while her eyes stared longingly, I bit some whole, dangling that precious food in front of her face before I ate it.

I made her open her mouth. Clutching her cheeks with one hand, I dragged the taste of the shrimp along her buds with the other. Every second I teased her, that beautiful stomach was throwing a fit, bellowing deeply before rising to a painful squelching— sloshing here and there, squeezing around the phantom of food only to cry louder than before. Every minute vibration got me closer and closer…

Holy fuck, she was grinding her starved belly against me, whining— nearly crying out every time her gut made a sound.

I… Well, I finished. I didn’t want to make a mess of the water—as soon as I felt it coming it was hard to stop. But, before I did, she pulled away from me. Hands clutched the head of my member still trapped behind my trunks. She held it just as I came.

Every drop must have landed in her hand because when she resurfaced, she dragged her tongue along her palm…

And just like that, she disappeared into the water.

I had to let the cold water nearly freeze me before I made an attempt to get out. Whatever was in the water, I made sure to clean up whatever I could.

On the third day… I gave Aevin a little snack, I guess… I didn’t think I’d get this far.

I want to take it further. I don’t know how yet, but by morning, I think I know exactly what I’ll do. I just need to build a… bigger crowd than just a few people.

[light3542]

That's it. I'm writing smut again.

[dragon-draws-art]

She eated too much lasagna 😵‍💫

[light3542]

I guarantee a few tummy rubs and presses in the right spots, and she can eat *one* more bite before that belly gets angry...