Pukin Place 2 or 3

36 year old they/them agender queer switch who has to keep remaking their blog. Formerly mattieandnina and oleandereater. This is a kink/sex blog where I post and write abt emetophilia, stuffing, and weight gain. Many of the things I reblog will be explicitly sexual and may or may not be tagged well, tho I try and tag my own stuff accurately- please message if you'd like a specific tag! Happy to chat and play/rp as long as you're like late 20s or older, but may be slow to respond. Hard nos: scat, eating disorders, detrans/misgendering kink, ageplay. Big yes: emeto, stuffing/feeding, hedonism, weight gain/fat appreciation, inflation, intox, overindulgence, CNC with discussion beforehand. Otherwise ask! Thank you!

[oleandereater2]

Sheltered person getting drunk for the first time and way overdoing it because they love it, and ending up puking down their shirt and having to be led to the bathroom and taken care of by the rest of the rest of the small party they were at send text

[oleandereater2]

Ay thanks to the person who went thru all my sickfics and liked them and also the person who left super complimentary tags on the last one ❤️

[oleandereater2]

It was late, far past the hours when anyone would be expected to be awake in the DeLacey manor house and its outlying buildings. Nevertheless, Leanna was seated upright in her bed, hands wrapped around her tumultuous belly.

She had only herself to blame, as usual- she had helped herself to a cheese platter that had been prepared for a visiting cousin and her family, and then had ordered Carolyn to bring her some wine, and milk, and bread. After that, then there was tea with the distant cousin, a charmless woman with an equally bland husband and two little brats that gamboled around the room as they ate...but at least Leanna had been able to continue eating, slowly filling her belly with tea and cakes and more rich, delicious cheese.

She retired early, as was becoming her habit, and genuinely meant to sleep until morning - the wine and dairy made her sluggish and sleepy. But after napping for most of the afternoon, she awoke with a sudden jolt of nausea, and struggled upwards amidst her blankets. The sun had set, the room was dark and silent, and there was an urgent, burning feeling at the back of her throat.

Her stomach felt bloated and unsettled, churning under her hands. Her mouth was watering already, and she knew she would be sick soon- all the milk and wine and cake and cheese was roiling around inside of her, painful and exciting and irresistible. Leanna heaved herself sideways and rang the bell on her bedside table. The movement jostled her stomach and she let out a loud belch, clamping her hands over her mouth immediately. Please let it be Carolyn who answered her call, please, not some foolish servant who wouldn't understand...

It was Carolyn. She slipped through the door with her usual silent deference, carrying a candle which she used to light the oil lamp by Leanna's bed. The room was still mostly dark, but in the flickering lamp light Leanna could see the way Carolyn was focused on her, that intensity that she had grown to desire. The nurse sat down on the bed and placed her hand on Leanna's belly without asking. Leanna sighed and belched again, this time not bothering to smother it. If it was with Carolyn, it was fine.

"Are you sick, my lady?" Carolyn asked, stroking soft circles on Leanna's churning stomach. Leanna nodded.

"It was too much - uuuuurp- too much wine...too much food..."

She was playing it up slightly, but not by much. Carolyn busied herself arranging pillows behind her, so she was propped up comfortably, but still Leanna felt the acid and curdled milk creeping up her throat.

"Would you like me to get you a chamberpot?" Carolyn asked, stroking Leanna's hair back from her face. Leanna opened her mouth to tell her to stay, and a wave of soured and chunky vomit poured out instead.

It dribbled down her chin and over her bosom, soaking into her dressing gown. She barely had time to catch her breath before she was vomiting again, this time leaning forward so that it landed on her duvet, right in her lap. Dimly, she was aware that Carolyn was steadying her, holding back her hair. Her stomach heaved and she retched again, head nodding.

"I'm here, my lady. Let yourself go. I'll take care of you."

There was a tenderness and care in the nurse's voice that made Leanna almost dizzy. She couldn't put her finger on it, but the way Carolyn handled her, the constant close attention, how she could be relied upon completely...Leanna's thoughts were derailed by another flood of nausea.

She lurched forward, intending to spew into the growing puddle in her lap, and to her surprise she felt Carolyn guiding her face to the side.

"Rest on me, Lady." She heard distantly, dimly, distracted. Her cheek was pressed lightly against her nurse's chest. She wouldn't have had the chance to resist even if she wanted to- her stomach spasmed, and another rush of vomit poured out of her lips. This time it splashed across Carolyn.

Leanna let out a tiny whimper of arousal, staring at her own vomit coating Carolyn's body. The nurse was also blushing, unmistakable even in the dim lamp light.

Carolyn gently wiped a trace of bile from Leanna's lips. Her body brushed against Leanna, the vomit soaking into both of their clothes...without thinking, Leanna took Carolyn into her arms, holding her close as her stomach lurched.

"O-oh, my lady!" Carolyn sounded startled but...happy? If so, it was the first time Leanna had heard it. She felt Carolyn's hands creeping around her back, holding her in return. Her stomach heaved.

A thick wave of vomit poured out over Carolyn's back, warm and foul smelling, leaving Leanna gasping. She and Carolyn were clinging to each other, both moaning now. Leanna swallowed her nausea and locked eyes with her nurse. Her face was red and sweaty, and her mouth was sour with vomit. She squeezed Carolyn close and gulped.

"No more 'my lady'. Call me Leanna. And kiss me, if you please."

For a moment, she was sure that Carolyn would refuse or withdraw. But then she leaned forward, her body pressing Leanna back against her bed frame, hands tangled in her hair. Her kiss was firm, authoritative- no hesitancy, no shying away from the taste of bile on Leanna's lips. And it was with great reluctance that Leanna broke the kiss to vomit on herself again.

In the early hours of the morning, as the sun was rising, Carolyn ran a bath. She stripped off Leanna's soiled nightgown and folded it neatly on her equally ruined duvet, before removing her own dress. Leanna was surprised to see that she wore only a small bodice and chemise, no bloomers at all. Leanna herself often went without bloomers, but her generous breasts, belly, and hips demanded a corset and various other undergarments to shape her body into something more socially acceptable. She felt a brief jealousy at the ease with which Carolyn undressed, but was quickly distracted by the sight of her naked. Her breasts, once she shed her bodice, were larger than Leanna had expected, and her slim body was well muscled and firm. By contrast, Leanna was all soft and spilling over, each layer of clothing removed letting her body expand. By the time the bath was ready, she felt as if a snail's shell had been lifted from her. Carolyn led her gently to her large bathtub, helping her step in. And then, to her surprise and pleasure, the nurse climbed in after her.

"By your leave." She murmured into Leanna's ear, making her shiver. "I can clean you better this way."

Leanna nodded, easing into the warm water and squirming with pleasure as she felt Carolyn wrapped her legs around her, felt the soft swell of her breasts against her back, the movement of the other woman's body stirring the bath water.

"Carolyn?" Leanna said softly. She was leaning back against her, sinking into the bathroom, closing her eyes as Carolyn sponged her body clean.

"Yes, my lady?" She answered, and then Leanna felt her shake her head. "I mean, yes, Leanna?"

A slow, satisfied smile spread across Leanna's face, and she turned in the bathtub to face her nurse.

"You have been...my nurse and companion and confidant." She said, voice halting. "I would....if you desire...I would have you as my lover. And if you don't-"

She had no chance to finish her sentence. Carolyn had wrapped her arms around her, stopping her mouth with a kiss.

"It would be my deepest pleasure." Carolyn said, after a long and enjoyable moment. "I...had not wanted to overstep."

Leanna sighed happily, leaning into Carolyn's body as the warm water of the bath soothed her belly.

"Overstep." She said, closing her eyes. "I want you."

Leanna felt Carolyn's arms encircle her, holding her up as she drifted into a hazy, dozing kiss. At some point, Carolyn lifted her from the bath, dressed her, and put her back to bed, but all of that passed in a lovely dream. The main thing Leanna remembered was her nurse's body pressing against hers, her soft touch, her firm lips, and the sound of her voice as she promised to take care of her.

[oleandereater2]

Drunk

My legs hurt from work n extra weight. I'm fussy and tired and dizzy and sick and horny

[oleandereater2]

Great talk w my partner abt how we don't like degradation personally but do like a lil bit of pushing around and being possessive

[iluvboypuke]

Emetophilic Vomit Collection Vol. 2 Ep 14

Who wants some French puke? I always loved French guys! Look how much came out of that cutie! Wonder what it is. Good closeup of the vomit from the camera guy.

Contents & Reason: Shots of some alcohol, causing overdose of alcohol consumption. Contents seem to contain other things from his stomach.

[kissesxfiona-deactivated2025092]

Sooooo I made a mess on the table. I hope you enjoy it just as much as I did!

[blucky28-deactivated20260529]

I got really sick…had to help it up a few times

[oleandereater2]

I wasn't sure if dms were okay so sending an ask ^_^ just realized ur former acc was mattieandnina! Was a massive fan of your content back when I had my old tumblr ages ago!!! Tysm for the follow btw :)

My pleasure, and thank you! It always makes me so happy when people remember my old stuff- I stopped writing for years and am still finding my way back to it. Also great to hear from other people who remade blogs. Feel free to dm!

[oleandereater2]

Thinking about getting fat in space or underwater...no gravity means no aching joints, just floating as a lovely comfortable blob. Like a whale, or a tardigrade...fat rippling softly, no need to do anything other than drift and eat and eat and eat and-

[oleandereater2]

Anyway here's me bloated from lo mein and dumplings ft a fun little bruise (they/them)

[oleandereater2]

Typed a whole thing abt how I hate when other trans people get into afab/amab In That Type Of Way (recreation of the binary) and then deleted it. Happy pride y'all, you don't have to tell anyone about what they called you at birth on the internet and people aren't any better or worse morally if they were raised as a girl or a boy

[oleandereater2]

Gonna have a fun drunk time irl in a few weeks and I'm Honestly kinda worried I'll ruin it by infodumping about work and a killer book I read recently

[oleandereater2]

Some Leanna and Carolyn setting and character stuff:

- full names are Leanna DeLacey and Carolyn Price. Carolyn is from a family of printers, lower class but of enough means to learn a different trade than her parents. Leanna is the daughter of wine barons, mostly landowners but they take pride in the wine and grapes that actual craftspeople produce on their lands.

- queerness/lesbianism is sort of frowned upon in this setting, but the conflict mostly comes from class. Leanna is a stupid, self absorbed rich girl who is attracted to very few people of any gender because her focus is on herself. Carolyn is a lesbian who's a bit ahead of her time - she's a lot more educated than most women, mostly because she's good at being invisible and taking knowledge from people who don't want to teach her. I'm very much playing in the Jane Austen and Emily and Charlotte Bronte space of women figuring out how to exist in a world where they're mostly meant to be marriagable objects.

- Leanna is an exhibitionist, a bit- she likes causing a scene and horrifying people almost as much as she likes being cared for. She loves stuffing herself and vomiting, intoxication is a secondary pleasure. She rarely gets actually drunk, just sick.

-Carolyn is a feeder and caretaker obviously, but she has a kink for cleaning up after people (i have a story in the works where she demands that Leanna throws up on the floor and watches her clean it). She's a service dom, but still very much a dom- also a lot more sexually experienced and ok with her kinks than Leanna. She doesn't eat to excess, but when she drinks (rarely) she gets *fucked up*.

- Carolyn has rudimentary knowledge of germs and basic food safety, which is more than most people in this setting. Could help you avoid or identify most causes of illness but couldn't tell you what a virus or bacteria actually *is*.

- Leanna has a slightly younger sister who she doesn't get along with. She also is very distant from her parents. Carolyn is the second child in a family of 7, and isn't super close with them, though it's not a bad relationship. She gets on well with her parents after moving away- fought with them constantly when she lived at home.

- Leanna's favorite food is sorbet- she's only had it twice because it's difficult to make. Her favorite things to throw up are carbonated drinks, but she isn't picky about what she eats- just wants a lot of it. Carolyn's favorite food is Manchego cheese, and she loves red wine.

[growingellex]

before and after. stoned and stuffed. 🤭🤤💓

[oleandereater2]

Would it be possible to get a Carolyn and Leanna story where Leanna gets a stomach bug or perhaps food poisoning? That would be really awesome, I think they are very cute! Thank you :)

Sorry this took a bit, hope you enjoy!

There was an ease, now, with Carolyn. Leanna found herself speaking to her in the same tones that she would a social equal, though only in private. And, privately, she was a little disappointed and bewildered when the only response was a murmured "yes my lady" or "I understand, what may I do to help you?" She chafed at the distance while resenting her desire to close it. Leanna even found herself curious enough to inquire about Carolyn's private affairs, but got no more than the name of a nearby town and the bland response that she came from a family of printers and book binders.

"And why did you learn medicine, then?" Leanna asked, leaning forward in spite of herself. Carolyn shrugged, expressionless.

"My parents had enough apprentices, and I preferred people to pages." She said, and with a quick curtsey withdrew from the room before Leanna could ask her anything further.

Leanna rolled her eyes and returned to the embroidery she'd been fussing with before Carolyn had come in to tidy. As she leaned forward to pick up her hoop, her stomach cramped. Leanna leaned back, frowning. She hadn't been a glutton today, at least not more than usual - she had only eaten an egg and a few pastries for breakfast, and lunch had been the leftovers of Sunday roast with fresh bread and salad. Granted, she had taken a second helping, but that was nothing. And the roast had still been tender, even though it was almost a week old.

Engrossed in her embroidery, Leanna was taken by surprise when her stomach lurched again a few moments later. She set her hoop aside and breathed in deeply, carefully. A slow, deep cramp ran through her belly, and she let out a quiet whimper. Something in her belly wasn't settling. It felt a little worrysome, and a little exciting.

For the most part, when she was ill, Leanna controlled it- she ate, she drank, she filled herself until her body spilled over. But this time...there wasn't enough in her stomach. It was going to hurt, wasn't it? And she would need Carolyn more than ever.

The cramps were coming more quickly now. Leanna's stomach clenched and churned, and she had to swallow loudly before she could call for Carolyn.

The nurse appeared instantly, as if she'd been lurking outside the door. Leanna hunched over as another cramp rolled up from the base of her belly. She felt Carolyn's touch on her back, comforting and welcome but unable to ease the pain in her belly.

"You've taken ill again, haven't you?" Carolyn's breath was warm in her ear, as was her touch. "Would you like more to eat, lady?"

Leanna shook her head quickly, black curls clinging to her pale and suddenly sweaty cheeks.

"No food." She said through tight lips. "I didn't mean to get s-sick."

Her stomach lurched and she felt saliva collecting behind her tongue. She swallowed. Distantly, Leanna felt Carolyn come around the side of her couch and gently take her arm.

"My apologies, lady. Are you able to stand? Would you be more comfortable in bed?"

Leanna let Carolyn pull her to her feet, as always somewhat impressed by the strength of the maid. She was such a slight little thing- sometimes Leanna worried about simply snapping her in half. But Carolyn was stronger than she looked, and by now Leanna no longer attempted to hold her own weight. She let Carolyn support her entirely as the nurse lifted her from her couch.

The entire time, Leanna was wavering and weak, hot and cold by turns. Her stomach was roiling and her tongue was thick with nausea, but she had none of the warm, full pleasure of overindulgence. Instead...it was still pleasure, but it was a thin, high, needy and nervous pleasure. Once again, she needed Carolyn. She needed her to undo her corset and bustier, release her body from its constraints. She needed Carolyn to hold her upright as she whimpered and clutched at her belly. To wipe her sweaty brow, to pat her hand and tell her to be calm, be easy.

Leanna could not be easy. She was cradling her stomach in her arms, gagging and whining, as Carolyn led her to her bed. Leanna immediately lay on her side, curling into a shell around her churning stomach. Lying rather than sitting was no help at all. She belched and moaned, turning away.

"My lady...what did you eat today?" Carolyn asked softly from behind her. Leanna could feel her warm hand on her back. She let out another small sound of pain.

"Don't talk about food." She ordered in a weak voice.

"I apologize but I must insist. My lady's health and comfort is still my chief concern, and if this wasn't your plan..."

Groaning, Leanna summarized her meals, and was too lost in her misery to hear Carolyn's disapproving "tsk". She felt the bed shift and the comforting hand on her back withdrew.

"Wh- where are you going?" Leanna asked in a truly pitiful tone. Another cramp ran through her belly, and she clasped her arms tighter around herself. How cruel, when she was in most need, that Carolyn would desert her!

"To fetch you a chamberpot and water." She heard Carolyn answer from the door. " My lady...I'll explain when you aren't so ill, but even if you don't prefer to vomit, it would be easier. You should rid yourself of what you've eaten."

"What?" Leanna whimpered. "I didn't-"

Her belly interrupted her with a loud and painful gurgle, and she curled up again. Dimly, she heard Carolyn promise to return.

Only a moment after she heard the door close, Leanna felt her throat clench. She struggled upright, despite the spike of nausea it sent through her. She tried to hold her lips closed, be patient until Carolyn returned, but her body was having none of it.

An arc of thick, putrid vomit poured out of her and puddled onto the rug before her bed, splashing onto the bedskirt. She reached up to cover her mouth and then immediately abandoned the effort, wrapping her arms around her belly instead.

Despite not planning it, the pain rolling through her, Leanna couldn't help admiring the mess she was making. She leaned forward and vomited again, what felt like so much more than she had eaten that day. Her stomach cramped and she doubled up as Carolyn returned carrying a large bowl and a pitcher of water.

She rushed to Leanna's side, depositing the water so quickly that it spilled a bit on her bedside table. The bowl she thrust under Leanna's chin just in time for her to heave, drooling.

"Oh, my poor lady, my poor lady." She murmured over Leanna's desperate gags. "You couldn't have known. You'll be finished soon, and feel much relieved."

"Known wh-uuuuurp!- What?" Leanna tried to snap, but a burp forced its way up her throat. She buried her face in the bowl, shoulders heaving as she gagged. She could feel Carolyn caressing the back of her neck and stroking her hair back while she emptied herself out.

"Your lunch...you ate rotten meat. Don't fret, I've already had a word with the cook, and I won't be surprised if the rest of the household becomes ill as well...though I suspect you ate a bit more than the rest, so...."

Leanna was too lost in nausea to answer. The taste of her vomit as it poured from her lips *was* foul, not like when she ate herself sick...she found that thinking of it made her feel worse. She spewed a wave of brown chunky fluid into the bowl, splashing over a bit- not that it mattered, since there was already a large pile of vomit on the carpet.

"Caro-" she whined, not thinking before abbreviation.

"I'm here, my lady." The nurse's voice was soft, as was her hand, gently stroking Leanna's hair. Leanna vomited again, coughing weakly at the end of it. She felt her stomach churn and then empty, one more heave of mostly thin, bitter liquid that threatened to overflow the bowl Carolyn had given her. Through all the nausea and cramps, Carolyn was holding her, petting her.

At last, Leanna set the bowl to the side of the mess she'd left on the rug. She was breathing heavily, stomach empty but aching. She curled up against Carolyn without thinking, and to her relief she felt Carolyn's arms encircle her.

"Ars you feeling better, my lady? It's out of your stomach, though you may feel ill for longer." The nurse's voice was soft and calm, and Leanna found herself nodding and blushing, burying her face in Carolyn's chest.

"S-someone needs to attend to the rug. " she muttered, voice muffled by nausea and Carolyn's shoulder.

"Of course, my lady. As soon as you're resting." Carolyn said gently. Leanna made a pathetic little noise and was rewarded with soothing hands rubbing her back and a soft voice in her ear telling her she was alright. She burped and pulled back, thinking she would vomit again, but it seemed she had emptied herself. Instead she clung to Carolyn, retching unproductively as her nurse rubbed her back and told her she would be alright.

In time, Leanna slept, curled up into a sick little ball, clutching her belly. And each time she woke, in pain and nausea, there was Carolyn beside her. In the morning, she felt hungry again, and she could only see the ghost of a stain on the carpet.

[oleandereater2]

Working mornings at my new job = all the breakfast buffet leftovers I want