🔞ABSOLUTELY NO MINORS PERMITTED🔞 (transmasc, grown) Welcome! This is the hunger-kink sideblog of @brainsib (so if you get interaction from me, that's how I'll appear). For details, please see my pinned, and enjoy!
Hi, folks! This is a remake of my old hunger-kink blog, @mochi-belly. The old one won't be updated anymore, but I'll leave it there for anyone who wants to look at my older tum-centric art. A large proportion of what I post here (though not all) will involve characters from a certain well-known cartoon series about lab mice that I'm not going to type out the name of, so it doesn’t turn up in search results. 👀💧
If you're new, here's what you may expect to see:
Hunger kink
Stuffing kink (subtle)
Characters enjoying these indulgences in a sexual way (since I know not all hunger kinksters want to engage with it in that way)
Characters being casually nud3
The general erotification of food and eating
Belly worship/partialism
Cannabis use (will tag)
Soft vore, maybe (BIG maybe, I wouldn't follow just for that possibility)
How do people write hunger-kink stories, anyway? Unless you're into stuffing/feeding too, there's no "culmination" to hunger play, so I can write scenes about it but I'm never sure where to stop.
I'm so sorry for not posting or replying to all of you lovely people in this community that've been reaching out and interacting with my blog recently. My regular content will be back very soon, I've just been trying to get by lately and that hasn't left me with much time or energy ❤️ I don't post this lightly, but I never imagined I would find myself in a position like this in my 20s, but I am reaching out to ask for help in a time of overwhelming financial hardship on my GoFundMe I've created.
Hello everyone,
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Makes my brain go brrr knowing that the reason humans hug is because exposing our squishy middle with vital organs to someone else is a sign of trust.
BUT WHY AS A SPECIES DID WE STOP THERE!!?!?!???
Theres something so vulnerable and intimate about someone knowing your body's needs without having to exchange a word. It's unmatched non-verbal communication when your stomach tells everyone within ear shot to help feed it as quickly as possible. Everyone's so shy about it because it's so raw...
It's so human
People can hear just how empty your stomach is and instantly know that your body is yearning for a good meal. How much more intimate can you get????
As promised, here's another one of those mousey hunger-fic snippets I had lying around. (this one was supposed to be the opening for a story)
WARNING: As before, the following fic is sexual in nature.
Enjoy!
As Brain labored away, elbows-deep in the device sitting on his workbench, Pinky couldn't help noticing that he seemed a bit distracted.
"Are you all right, love?"
"I'm fine," Brain said, his tone a little sharp.
He didn't really want to discuss the topic with Pinky, or anyone else for that matter. Just the thought of talking openly about those sorts of physical matters, especially his own, was hair-raisingly embarrassing.
"Oh, really? Because your stomach's been making noise all morning. I can hear it halfway across the counter!"
Brain flinched at Pinky's frankness, a hot wash of embarrassment crossing his face.
"I was testing the machine," he lied, not looking up from his work. He prayed to whomever was listening that Pinky would drop the subject.
"If you're hungry, we could take a break, you know. I'll bet I could whip you up a really yummy sand--"
Now that Pinky had him thinking about it, Brain could feel a loud rumble building up just from the mention of food. He pinched his eyes shut. "NO! N-no Pinky, we can't. Not today."
"Aww, but Braaaain..."
"No, Pinky!"
Pinky knew it was pointless to argue with him about it directly, and instead decided to sit and listen to all the lovely (and obvious) growls Brain kept denying. The noise was surprisingly loud for a mouse Brain's size, and it had a nice, deep resonance to it. It sounded very needful, which Pinky liked a lot.
"Pinky," Brain warned, "if you're not going to help, please go away. I have work to do."
"Right! Sorry, Brain." Pinky got up and wandered off, but he wasn't about to give up... he just had to think of a good excuse to be near Brain. All those yummy noises were just going to waste!
"Ooh, Brain! Maybe I can help you after all," Pinky exclaimed as he ran back in.
Brain sighed. "How?"
"Weeeelll, I could be your moral support! I could cheer you on, and rub your shoulders, and stay niiice and close to you... erm, in case you need my help with anything, that is!" Pinky grinned extra-big, almost seeming to beg Brain to let him hang around. "We do make such a wonderful team, don't you think, Brain?"
Brain sighed. "Pinky... I'm not sure what you're up to, but I have neither the time nor the energy to worry about it. You may stay, if you PROMISE not to interf--"
Brain's fur bristled as a huge growl emanated from within. Pinky shivered a little; that was a loud one. He wondered how long it would be until he could get Brain's tummy to make those sounds on purpose.
"Oh, my," Brain said, turning bright red.
Pinky shifted in place as he felt himself getting hard. "Mmf... Brain, I have to tell you something..."
"It's important, Brain. It's really, reeeally important." There was a hint of desperation in Pinky's voice. "You see, when I hear your tummy growling, I get--"
"Enough, Pinky!" Brain was growing exasperated.
Pinky decided to let his body make the point for him. He scooted close enough to Brain that he could feel Pinky's boner. Brain jumped a little at the sensation.
"Oh," he said, turning even redder.
"See? You're making me really horny, Brain," Pinky whispered. "Really, reeeally horny."
Brain, still making some attempt to get on with his work, had to pause at that. "Wh-... how, Pinky? What on earth am I doing that's having such an impact on you?"
"Well see, it's not what you're doing per se. It's more what you HAVEN'T been doing, even though your body keeps telling you to. It's getting me super, SUPER riled up."
"P-Pinky, that's just--" Brain stammered, unsure of how to respond. Pinky had some odd sexual quirks, but this was completely out of left field.
"It's only the truth, Brain. Can't lie when the evidence is in my lap, can I?" Pinky giggled.
Brain was silent for a beat before he spoke, perhaps accepting that he was stuck in this mortifying discussion whether he liked it or not. "Assuming for a moment that you're not playing some sort of prank on me, Pinky... would you care to explain the connection between my, uh... calorie deficit... and your libido?"
Pinky grinned. "'Cause it means you have needs, Brain. You can shove it down and pretend it isn't there all you want, but your body'll never let you lie about it for long. You're so cute when you're all embarrassed, too..."
"But it's true! Your body gives the game away all the time, too, and I love it so much. When I hear your tummy rumbling, I know you're hungry. When you're cold, I can feel you shivering. When you're turned on, you get hard, and I can tell by your voice and your scent. And when you have to pee, you do the cutest little dance--"
"Okay Pinky, enough! You've made your point," Brain cringed.
"Have I, Brain?" Pinky leaned in a little closer. "So, does that mean we can go to bed and talk about it some more? Just you and me, where it's private?"
Brain looked up, and saw the familiar glint in Pinky's eye. "Well, I, uh... I've got so much to, uh..." he fidgeted.
"Oh, Brain," Pinky tutted. "How much work are you really getting done? You might as well let me show you some things, and then I can feed you a nice big lunch after, hmm?" He put his arm around Brain, stroking his ear gently. "Then you'll be all fuled up and ready to be clever again."
Another small rumble.
"Your tummy's making noises again," Pinky mused. "It's not very happy..."
"Pinky, p-please," Brain stuttered, squirming a little.
"Aren't you feeling hungry? Your body's being very honest," Pinky teased.
"I'm n-not..." Brain began. Then he paused. "No."
As if determined to embarrass him, Brain's stomach made a liar of him with a growl that went on a bit too long, and was VERY easy to hear at such a close proximity. He froze, sweating.
"Wow," Pinky giggled, "that was a good one. You must have a monster in there!"
Brain's voice was weak. "You're not helping."
"Aww, love, try not to be TOO embarrassed. It's just me, after all." Pinky gave him a squeeze.
Brain didn't respond right away, which gave Pinky an opportunity to admire the effect this situation was having. Brain's face was crimson, and his little hands were gripping the edge of the table so hard his knuckles were white.
"Did I short-circuit you, love?" Pinky grinned.
Brain whimpered.
"Well, I guess we'd better get started then, hmm?"
Pinky stood up and reached for Brain's hand; he took it, and let Pinky lead him back to the cage. Brain was too mentally vapor-locked by embarrassment and arousal to say anything, so he followed Pinky's lead. This was his strange kink after all, surely he'd know more about how it worked.
Anybody want a snippet of mouse-themed hunger fic? I have a few of these floating around, though I haven't managed to tie them up into a proper story yet.
(WARNING: this is capital-k KINK, so the situation does turn sexual near the end, in case you're not into that)
(Brain hasn't eaten all day because he's been too busy. When his concentration finally collapses, he somehow lets Pinky talk him into listening to his hungry tummy in bed.)
Pinky ran his little claws through the fur of Brain's tummy, directly over his stomach. Brain groaned, the touch only calling more attention to how hungry he felt.
"Well, you were perfectly happy to work through breakfast and lunch..." Pinky asked without stopping stroking and touching Brain's midsection. "How come it's only bothering you now, hmm?"
"Because you're making me lie here and think about it!" Brain pouted. "You've taken away whatever distractions I had, and you keep... teasing me..." He squirmed, his belly and cock both responding to the attention to an embarrassing degree.
Pinky grinned; he leaned in to whisper in Brain's ear, pressing his fingers into the empty softness of Brain's abdomen. "Deep dish pizza."
Brain gasped at the sudden, sharp ache that surged forth. His stomach begged loudly, and Pinky relished the depth of vibration under his palm.
"I can let you up to get something to eat, if you want. Or, I can just rub those hungry knots out for you... what do you think?" Pinky squeezed a palmful of Brain's tummy.
Brain swallowed. Up until now he'd been itching to put something in his stomach, but something about this strange game made him want to put it off. The attention, bizarre and embarrassing as it was, felt very good.
"I, uh... maybe a massage would be... nice?" He almost seemed surprised by his own answer.
"Want to watch some TV on the couch while I do that? I can put on something with lots of yummy food," Pinky beamed.
"You're too kind," Brain said flatly. Pinky helped him up off the bed, and walked him over to the doll-sized sofa they'd placed facing the TV.
Brain laid with his head against an armrest, and Pinky curled up alongside him. He laid his head on Brain's tummy for a moment, pleased to hear it churning away at nothing.
"Ooh, your poor tummy does need a rub. It's awfully worked up..."
Pinky worked the empty pocket slowly under the heel of his hand. The knot of hunger seemed to work loose a bit, but at the same time it made Brain's stomach rumble even more insistently than it had been.
Brain's head swam. He wasn't sure if this was helping or making him more hungry, but having his body manipulated this way by Pinky was... oddly thrilling.
As soon as Pinky stopped rubbing to listen again, the ache in Brain's core returned, so sharp and demanding that he couldn't help but moan a bit. Without thinking, he pressed Pinky's head into his belly as it growled again. "God, I'm starving..."
Pinky shivered, surprised but delighted by the sudden response from Brain. "Ohh, you ARE, aren't you love?"
He sat up to look at Brain. He lay there, a bit flushed, glassy-eyed and fully hard.
Pinky cocked an eyebrow. "Want to eat yet?"
"No," Brain answered earnestly. "I think I understand why you like this now... it's overwhelming, and distracting, and even painful to be denied this way, but... it's exhilarating. Needing something so badly, and... letting you decide when I get it... I don't know. It's very hot."
Pinky kissed Brain deeply, and Brain returned it with a drooling eagerness. Just tasting Pinky in his mouth was enough to make his stomach clench.
"I'm so glad you're enjoying it," Pinky said between breaths. "I knew you'd love it if I showed you how."
Brain's head lolled back onto the cushion. "Ohh... I don't know what happens to my mind when I'm with you... suddenly I can't think of anything except food and sex."
Brain's system was so confused, he did things that didn't make sense. He pressed his body closer to Pinky's, kissing him hungrily again, almost as though he thought Pinky's closeness would satisfy the empty ache within him. The warmth of their bodies almost felt like fullness, and it frustrated him.
"Mmm, I want foood," Brain moaned into Pinky's shoulder as he ground against his fur.
"Sure you don't need to stop?" Pinky stroked the back of Brain's head. He didn't want to push Brain beyond his limits, delicious though they were.
"N-no..." Brain answered, still rubbing himself into Pinky's abdomen. "I WANT to want food... I want you to make me want it... until I go crazy..."
Pinky held Brain tight to his body; Brain's stomach roared against his own, in a way that even left Pinky feeling a bit hungry. "Ohhh, you're so hungry it's contagious," he murmured, kissing Brain's savouring mouth again and again.
Pinky's stomach rumbled back into Brain's; Pinky smiled at him, squeezing their bellies tightly together. "You know, I missed lunch too, because I wanted to play with you... I think my tummy's really starting to miss it."
Brain groaned, more blood rushing to his crotch as Pinky's own hunger communicated itself to him. He swooned.
hey, it's been awhile! I don't think I've ever posted any pics of my OCs Cindy and Nero, a pair of career supervillains who are madly in love/lust. Part of the reason I made 'em was for hunger play; Cindy enjoys tormenting Nero along those lines (and he enjoys letting her).
i feel like we as a community do not talk about mouth watering as much as we should. anither one of the body's forceful ways of basically saying "eat now we're ready!!!" and it's uncontrollable. seriously just talking about food and thinking about it and your mouth is like cool okay we're eating this now right. right. ghh
based on the premise that Br**n has a sky-high metabolism because of all the energy his big ol' brain uses up. gets hungry quickly, which isn't very dignified, so it leads to a lot of embarassing situations for Clever Boy. 😳
