I've been really busy lately , and that reflects so poorly on my bubbleguts... I've been constipated for a week again, and even if I don't eat that much this time, OH MY GOD I'm so gassy like every day. Every day i wake up from gas cramps bloated as a blimp, looking pregnant , trying to burp or fart some gas out with two or so yoga moves that i know, which doesn't help at all. During the day , farting doesn't help at all, I'm so so so full of gas every second of the day it feels.. i can't even sit comfortably without feeling my overinflated intestines bubbling and moaning quietly non stop, expanding further, and stretching the skin on my middle. My lower belly is so full and heavy, and i just feel like the most of my gas comes from there, which is the hardest kind to expell when you're constipated ,so it feels like it's filling out all of my intestines .. Sometimes when I'm just standing upright, i look at my hugely distended stomach sticking out way more further than my tits, and i realise that all this volume is just, my own gas and waste . Weighing me down, stretching me more and more every time i get so disgustingly bloated. I don't think i would've gotten this huge a few years ago ..
The worst part is, i know it's definitely not my limit, and if I don't change anything soon, I'm going to become even more huge and bloated . I so so desperately need something to fill me up and clear me out, i can't imagine the length of a fart i would need to let out all of my gas in one go.. too bad all I'm getting is probably just more days of painful bloating without any relief
the munchies gottt me last night i went to sleep with a churning stuffed belly and every time i woke up and went back to sleep in the morning i could feel the fullness moving lower and lower. i got out of bed at 2pm, right as my roommates were going to get coffee from the place near us, and i decided to go with them without using the bathroom even though i could already feel that i needed to. it was so hot to feel how full my lower belly was in my jean shorts, i wish i could keep everything in for long enough that my whole system was that packed, stomach to guts.
i had my large matcha and a bagel while we were hanging out on the couch and i could feel my guts filling and churning even more with the addition of the food and the milky caffeine, but i decided to keep it in and just sit there watching our show and chatting while my belly suffered.
they’re going to a party tonight that i already said i was going to skip, so my plan is to keep everything in until i have the house to myself to play 🤭 i want to take a laxative or maybe a few glycerin suppositories and see how long i can last while my belly cramps and howls for relief.
im sure this has been done somewhere on the internet -
but the idea of a live streamer having a mic attached to their belly while they stream some gameplay
maybe they did a stuffing live streamer prior and they’re streaming the aftermath as well ~
you get to listen to their stomach digest harshly and loudly as they play their game. they let out some huffs and groans with each rumble, asking the chat if they heard specific growls
maybe they begin to add a liquid bloat on top of their stuffed belly, taking huge chugs of water with each donation they receive ~
I'm not sure why but I really like when people refer to their behinds as back doors. It's funny but also cute in a way, especially when they say somethings knocking at it
Ha ha, me too. I feel cute today, it's building up at my back door and I have had some huge farts already. So something will be knocking at it soon, my belly is rumbling today.
I know some people perfer their audios to just be noises with no voice, but fuuuuuck those types of vids where you can here them softly swearing under their breath, whining about how loud their guts are, or just straight up moaning after a long growl make me finish so fuckin fast.
Eating chocolate while lactose intolerant is an explosion waiting to happen…. My belly hates me rn it’s so bloated with everything I’ve ate plus all the chocolate churning in there ~ the pressure…fuck it’s building~
POV: Your pup treats every meal like it might be their last and every extra serving like a personal challenge
Your pup has already given up on wearing anything remotely restrictive. Their jeans were the first casualty, followed shortly by their shirt. Now they’re sprawled across the couch in nothing but their underwear, belly so swollen from their heavy greasy Mexican takeout lunch that it rises and falls with every slow, overworked breath.
You settle down beside them and immediately pull them into your arms. Your pup lets out a pathetic little whine as you drape an arm across their bulging middle.
“Goodness, sweetheart,” you murmur, rubbing slow circles over the taut curve of their stomach. “Someone’s been eating really good lately, huh?”
The belly beneath your hand answers with a long, unhappy gurgle.
Your pup just pouts.
“Oh, don’t give me that look, You stuffed your greedy little face with enough food for three people baby.”
A louder burble follows. Your pup squirms deeper into your chest, clearly hoping you’ll stop teasing them.
Instead, you lean down and kiss the top of their head.
“My poor little butterball” You murmur teasingly into their ear.
A few hours later your phone buzzes. It’s your aspiring chef friend. Apparently they’ve been recipe testing all afternoon and made far too much food. They’re dropping off several containers and don’t want anything to go to waste.
The second you mention food, your pup’s ears perk up. You stare at your big bellied pup in disbelief as you listen to their belly gurgle away angrily and say “Absolutely not.”
Another hopeful look.
“Sweetheart, you can barely breathe let alone eat even more” You say trying to reason with your spoiled pup.
Their stomach chooses that exact moment to let out a deep, watery slosh. Your pup has the decency to look embarrassed for approximately three seconds.
Then the food arrives.
Despite already looking like they swallowed a beach ball, your shameless little pup immediately claims they’re “just gonna have a “little” taste.”
A taste of course ends up becoming a plate. The plate becomes another plate. That then becomes an entire dinner.
An hour later you find them sitting on the couch with yet another container balanced in their lap.
“Puppy” You say admonishingly.
“It’s second dinner” they say as if second dinner was a normal occurrence.
“You already had dinner” You say with a mix of fondness and exasperation.
“That was regular dinner” they whine with the most duh tone ever.
You can’t even argue with their logic because they’re already stuffing another bite into their mouth. By the time the last container is empty, your pup is completely defeated.
They waddle over and collapse beside you with a groan, belly stretched impossibly round and firm beneath your hands. Every few seconds another overworked gurgle rolls through it as their poor digestive system tries to figure out what crime it committed to deserve this.
You rub the swollen mound affectionately.
“My sweet little glutton, your tummy is working overtime” You coo.
A miserable little whine is what you get in return.
“You know,” you continue thoughtfully, poking the curve of their potbelly, “at the rate your going that young pup metabolism of yours isn’t going to be able to save you.”
Your pup freezes.
“Oh yeah. Keep eating like this and this little thing?” You pat their belly like a drum. “Will become permanent.”
Their eyes widen. You immediately kiss their forehead before they can panic.
“Not that it would stop you” you tease as you smirk down at them.
Another loud gurgle answers for them.
Because honestly?
You both know that if somebody showed up with a third dinner right now, your spoiled, big-bellied pup would devour every last bite, consequences be damned.
I disappeared for a while, but I'm back. I'll probably start posting more often again.
But here's something cool! I swallowed some air, drunk a lot of water earlier and it created perfect sloshes. If you're into sloshing then this video is for you hahah.
I was pushing my fingers into my stomach, learned sometime ago that it creates perfect gurgles. It even pushed some air up to my throat hah. I'm unable to burp unfortunately :(. But the sloshes were amazing! Felt great. Now I'm still feeling and hearing air traveling through my insides. Such a cool feeling. And the sounds are nice too.
Crazy to me that a fat belly isn't sexy to most people, actually its crazy to me that people don't like fat bodies in general. If you like women, are you telling me you don't want more woman?
Big fat belly's are attractive and no one can tell me otherwise
