i skipped actual food again and just had a latte instead...
and yes, every time i breathe or shift my weight, you can hear the liquid just echoing and sloshing around inside
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i skipped actual food again and just had a latte instead...
and yes, every time i breathe or shift my weight, you can hear the liquid just echoing and sloshing around inside
Drank too much kombucha and water with my big dinner tonight >:3
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Here's an interesting one.
Infectious breast expansion... through sound.
So we all now that if a nice, big pair of boobs is full of milks, naturally based on a certain level of movement, they will gurgle and slosh.
However, it's not often enough that someone will move in such a way that it'll happen, and regular every day movement doesn't cause enough movement for a large sound to be produced.
However, in the case they do...
Weather patient zero is doing some jumping jacks, jumps up a bit to reach something, shimmies out of an item of clothing or sways while waiting in line, all other women, depending on proximity will find themselves having their tits becoming increasingly milky and bigger, depending on how much sound they heard subconsciously or not.
Some will be socked as their breasts become bountiful, as they feel hot and heavy and start to fill up like water balloons, sloshing, sloshing and sloshing and gurgling as they grow in unsteady bursts, moving around and bouncing like a cooking pot being shaken.
Others who are further away will maybe go up a cup size or two, others won't even realise as they grow a centimetre as they didn't hear enough of the frequency to steadily produce milk.
-hall of fame anon
Hello again hall of fame anon! Apologies for delay, been busy!
But just know I've been thinking about this for a lot, and it's such a good concept. I mean, infection and breast expansion, with sloshing boobs? You're hitting all the right buttons
But I like to imagine patient zero was watching a video or maybe scrolled by a post where someone added a breast sloshing sound, or the gurgling, and after hearing it, they just couldn't get the sound out of their head.
Just thinking about it, the jugs sloshing, the pictures attached to it. Maybe they scroll a little too much and keep watching videos with the sound effects, that even when they dream they dream of it, of having sloshing milk jugs in their chest, and every sound going right in there own chest in the real world...
Just waking up, yesterday kind of a blur, and they can hear the sound, but it's not coming from their head. It's coming from their chest, their huge mounds of boob fat hanging on their chest, a simple grab from their hands rushing pleasure thru them that they drop to their knees, only making a loud slosh and making it all worse as they get more turned on.
But they have a life to get to, and just wear some extra loose clothes, perhaps an office, and they had to put on a extra large shirt a date once left over. Ignoring the stares they try to work, but they can feel the sounds traveling in their body. Sloshing with every movement, gurgling as they sat down, thankfully it was quiet enough on the outside to not spread, yet...
Until they got to the break room, and someone pranked them by placing their coffee bag up high, where they had to jump to reach it, as their coworkers watched in amusement, that quickly turned to listening
The jugs let out loud sloshing as they bounced up and down, the coworkers heard it, they could hear as our patient zero waited for the coffee to finish, they could hear the gurgling and soft sloshing now. It couldn't leave their minds, the thoughts of the massive milk jugs, and the sounds they made. Even when they returned to their desk, they couldn't get it out of their minds, even more when they thought more, and suddenly their own chest started to make noise...
And as you said anon, balloon breasts growing like water balloons, filling with milk as they remember the sounds. As the office fills with more and more sounds of sloshing and gurgling, as people give up and squeeze their chest to let the milk pour, only making every one around hear more of the noise.
Spreading more and more, people growing huge milky chests, that it spread to other floors.
More and more of the infectious sounds echo into the halls, into the streets, people having to lay against a wall as they can't get the sound out of their head, until it starts coming out of their chest, and they need more of the noise
Wonder how long till everyone got a huge milky chest, and the joyful sounds ring all thoughtout...
I wonder, do you hear it too, anon?
My fat belly sloshing loudly
Going out with a soft boy. He's got a kind, gentle face, fluffy hair, he's shorter than you, and you notice when he settles against you for a movie, that you can feel a naturally slight yet well-fed frame, under his sweater with the too-long sleeves.
He's got a bubbly sense of humor. He laughs at the memes you show him on your phone. He laughs especially hard, clinging to your jacket and kicking his feet, when you say he's so cute that you could eat him right up. He talks to himself sometimes, refers to his body like a companion, talks to his little pouch belly like a beloved friend, asking it how it likes the popcorn for company.
The end of the night comes, and you ask if you can stay. He beams, and says he was dearly hoping you would. You kiss, and somehow, before you can stop it, you're tumbling down his throat.
The boy hefts up his now heavy and prey-filled gut, which rides up his sweater and pushes down his unbuttoned pants, looking practically outrageous on such a small and sweet-looking fellow like him, but the way he handles his bulging belly is obviously well-practiced. He licks his chops and slouches back onto his couch, legs spread as far as they'll go to make room for his bulging stomach. You're bigger than him, so it sags to rest clear to the floor. He rubs circles onto it with his fingertips, rubs circles into you, and talks just as sweetly as he had before, except the conversation has turned to your digestion, how the acids will start breaking you down soon, and how cute you'll look as fat on his belly. He continues his sweet-talk even after you've long since lost your form, churned down into an indistinguishable soupy mass that he squeezes, wobbles, and sloshes like a stress toy. Eventually he falls asleep, lulled by the gurgling of you as you travel down his guts. Not that any of this this is relevant to you anymore, you're just nutrient slush now.
In the morning he coughs up your cracked and burned phone, holds it close to his chest a moment as he basks in memories, and then adds it to his collection. He squeezes his now-empty belly, and compliments you that, yes, the new layer of fat pooling between his fingers is just as adorable as he'd hoped.
He's happy you stayed.
I decided to try something new and fun this time… sloshes! (˶˃𐃷˂˶)
Maybe I overdid it a bit… too full, too tired, but absolutely worth it (,,¬﹏¬,,)
So I got thirsty and finished my two liter, and topped it off with 2 cans of Pepsi zero
Here a little taste
Edit 3 cans, God I'm a pig
Video here
https://youtu.be/qqRw7-oCW0M?si=M1m15KWrXrPrrJFf
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