intox blog for peachepudding

they/them - 21+ - send me dms/asks encouraging me to drink/get high

[peachedrinks]

°‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ welcome to my intox blog °‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

encourage me to take another drink/edible and edge until I can’t think anymore!!

[peachedrinks]

mmm im drinking tonight and i wanna play a notes game :3

every note on this post is a sip from my drink

im already pretty drunk but i wanna see how wasted I can get

[peachedrinks]

i usually get crossfaded on drinks and edibles so I can’t tell what gives me a worse hangover so im performing an experiment

tonight ill drink myself silly with buzzball, soju, and hard lemonade, then next week ill take double the edibles i normally take in one sitting and see how foggy i am the next day

[salvatore-sips-lots]

Drink so much you don't even try to sound coherent anymore, your words are slurring and you know it as they come out of your mouth but you just don't care. All you can think about is being taken home to be used. Somehow your thoughts are even more drunk than your body is. You know you shouldn't be thinking about those things in public but you are. You know you shouldn't want it but you do.

[bimbo-on-board]

if i get drunk can someone promise to think about them getting me wayyyy too drunk even though i told them before that i didn't wanna get too drunk but they just keep giving me drink after drink and before i know it im being hauled away in the trunk of their car

[befuddledbliss]

I need someone with thick, strong arms to get me so drunk that I can barely move and can't resist when they pull me onto their lap, my panties long gone, and grips my waist as they pull my limp, drunken body up and down on their dick because I'm too drunk to fuck them myself

[itskitisntit]

long time no see tumblr illlll be smoking and drinking later ^-^

[itskitisntit]

immmmmm. so gonenneneeeenndndso horny about ittt pls keep givjng me notes

[tipsystar]

if ur drunk rn u should b playing w ur nipples i dont make rhe rules

[tipsystar]

orrr high. i foegot my stoned siblings play wirh your nipples. is the point

[gothgirllipstick]

I need to be forced to drink a lot until I’m nearly black out drunk and then played with while I have no idea what’s going on

[floatylittlebubble]

Booze? How much are you planning to drink today, hm? - ☕️

I wasn’t planing much but I drank lots. I

[iiiusion-of-choice]

Let's play a game, bunny. We've got three hours. Every fifteen minutes you have to either take a shot or make Me cum before the next fifteen minutes is up. If you make it to the three hour mark, you get a pretty piece of jewelry as a trophy!

I personally don't think you can do it...

What's that? you'll show Me? I'll never doubt you again? I'm going to enjoy you failing to prove Me wrong. Especially once you're drunk enough to not notice the timer being set to 10 minutes instead.

The house always wins.

[forest-prince-nsft]

What if we got really drunk and made out and fucked all sloppy and desperate and needy 😵‍💫

[kornac0pia]

godddddd. fuckkkk... being in and out of consciousness, waking up blearily to the feeling of more alcohol being poured down my throat, passing out to the feeling of your cock pulling in and out of my pussy... blinking myself awake again later to the feeling of cum shooting ropes down my throat, passing out again to the overwhelming sensation of my breasts being twisted and gripped desperatly... rhythmatically falling in and out of the waking world to the same results. to the feeling of you fucking me whole

[kitsuneshot-deactivated20250117]

watching someone get sloppier and sloppier drunk is so hot, especially if they’re usually very polite and put-together. like watching someone go from “hmm, i guess i’ll have one more” to giggly and flushed to burping in the middle of sentences and apologizing for it to swaying and stumbling and going “‘m soooo drunk ‘m sooo sorryyy” to pissing themselves in a bush, drooling and eyes rolling with no idea what’s going on. that degradation of behavior. chefs kiss

[sloppysub-deactivated20250330]

theres something rlly fucking hot abt waiting for the alcohol to hit. feeling so drunk u cant see straight and knowing ur barely halfway as drunk as ur gonna be bc u took so many shots back to bsck. being helpless to stop ur own control slipping away

[wastdboozelvr]

You meet up with a friend, they come to your place with a bag full of cans of beer, youre not ready to leave yet but you also still got some time.

After greeting you with a hug and a warm smile they tell you „were leaving for lunch in 1 hour, i hope youre thirsty cause youre finishing these before we leave, alright? If you do ill pay for your meal.“ you think theyre kidding, but theyre dead serious and hand you the can. „No way haha ill be wasted by the time we leave!“ „trust me. Youre gonna drink what i tell you to.“

the thought secretly gets you kinda turned on and really, it seems fun so you open the first can and chug the whole thing, easy.

You chug another before the shower, while showering you start to feel them hit and feel slightly more relaxed and happy, a bit dizzy too, but its barely anything, at this point youre convinced itll be fine.

After getting out the shower you go to your room where your friend is, wearing just your underwear and a towel. Your friend tells you you need to hurry up and opens 2 more cans of beer. „Come on, we only have 30 minutes and you only had 2, you gotta finish these right now dude.“ „alright, alright, chill out haha“ you chug one and then have to take a break to burp from the carbonation, then chug half of the next, your belly feels pretty full.

Then you put on the clothes you put out and make some small talk about your week, while your friend opens another can and hands you the half finished one. You finish it off in a couple gulps then get a couple solid sips of the next once its empty.

„Honestly what possessed you to ask me to do this? Its so [burp]- sorry its so dumb haha“ youre feeling your face get warm and that familiar dizziness set in. „I think im [burp]- sorry im starting to sorta feel it..“ „Hah bet you cant finish these then!“ your friend shoves the almost finished beer towards you and you have an easy time finishing it. Then one more, and one more after putting on your shoes, before you get out the door.

Walking towards your friends car your belly feels really bloated and full from the 7 beers you had in one hour. Youre dizzy and your body feels loose, your heads swimming and youre properly drunk now, swaying and almost stumbling multiple times. „Hic- you got me drunk dude howm i meanta have Hic- lunch withya now?“ you stumble into the car and drop heavy into the front seat „SHODGUN!“ you yell while giggling. „Well were driving for a bit, theres some more beers you gotta drink these till were there“ your friend doesnt really care about you embarrassing yourself.

You spot the bag from before in between your feet, 3 more beers inside. Youre squinting and you cant tell but your eyes are almost completely crossed and youre flushed and have a loose, drunk perma-grin on your face. You clumsily grab after a can, your hand slapping against it and grabbing onto it, you sway forward and backward, hiccup once, twice and then open the can and chug, dropping it on your belly once its empty. Whend you slide down in your seat? „Hic- swhen do we gedd there again?“ „in about 15 minutes, so hurry haha, or… are you giving up?“ your friend asks teasingly.

„Nope hic- [burp] mnod givin up! Im 'onna finish these beers i can do id dude hic- trusd me!“ you open another can wastedly spilling some down your chin. Your arm drops heavily on your stomach, head lolling forward, you squint your eyes to see the last can, your booze filled belly bouncing with each hiccup. You chug the can, burping loudly. You groan, everythings spinning and youre totally wasted. Your friend laughs in the drivers seat, looking at how sloshed you got yourself at little prompting …

[part 2 abt how lunch goes later]

[wastdboozelvr]

Youre lucky the ride to the Restaurant wasnt long, youre wasted enough that you wouldve passed out.

“Were here.” Your friend seems to be all smiles. You sloppily open the door and struggle your way out of the car, somewhere at the back of your head you get a fuzzy thought that youre definitely too drunk to hide it but you dont really care right now. You mainly want some food and to use the bathroom.

Luckily your friend is right there to help you get out the car and wraps their arm tightly around you while walking to the entrance “we can just pretend were a couple, itll be fine” they assure you when you slur something about having trouble walking alone.

You barely Register anything, just the usual look of the Restaurant youve been at a couple times before and the fact that your bodies not cooperating in the slightest.

“Godda use th’ bathroom..” you slur at your friend as soon as youre shown your table, completely disregarding the waitress and they help you even into the stall, waiting in front of it and watching amusedly while you wastedly stumble to the sink, crashing against it and then laughing about that. Youre hiccuping the whole time.

Your friend holds you close while you slowly and not quite steadily make your way to the table, you drop into the seat, relieved to be sitting down. The rooms spinning and youre slightly nauseous from it (and having 10 beers) so youre really craving that salty and greasy breakfast. You guys order, you try hard to speak clearly but youre swaying in your seat, eyes almost closed and rolled upwards in an attempt to see the waitress and slurring so much the waitress asks you to repeat your order, you get some fried egg, fries and meat, and some small bread rolls with herb butter for an appetizer. You order a water as well. Your friend orders a bottle of prosecco along with their food and drink.

The appetizer and drinks come fast enough and you sip the cold water and drunkenly scarf down some of the bread, relieved and thinking that its now gonna get better.

Unfortunately for you, your friend pours out 2 glasses of the prosecco and “cheers” to you, you pleadingly look at them “i se-hic-iously cand drin’ more” “you will, c’mon. Just this glass then ill let you eat in peace” you try to argue for a bit but eventually cave, youre feeling better after some food and water so …you drink that glass a bit too fast to be polite, your friend swaps it with theirs. “Aww c’mooon.!” You slur too loud. Your friend pours more into the glass infront of them, your head is almost on the table by now, drunkenly trying to look at the plates and glasses, you dont realize your mouth is open most of the time with how numb your face feels.

Your food arrives “thank you” your friend states “hic-‘ank youu” you slur.

You dig in. You cant really tell if its good or not, you really just want something other than booze in your stomach right now so you sloppily finish your whole plate, barely able to coordinate enough to cut up your food and land it in your mouth. Youre gone far past being able to stick to any etiquette. You drink the second glass prosecco unthinkingly, you dont notice your friend refilling it.

You dont remember how you end up back at home, but when you open your eyes you feel good, happy and fuzzy and sloshy, your friend sitting next to where youre laying on the couch, watching tv “hic- whattime izzit?” “Oh its just past 2pm, how ya feeling?” “Feelin good…i don’ remember geddin’ home..” “you were way too wasted haha i carried you to the car and drove you home, you also got sick and we had to stop halfway back here so i had you drink some water and sleep it off, but you probably dont remember that” you laugh more than its funny. “Nah i don’ remember..” you sit up, you feel dizzy and sloppy and unfocused in the best way.

“Want another beer?”

[intixlover-deactivated20241028]

This is what friendship is for.

[lushpuppyxxx]

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