#tummy play

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

still a burpy princess 🤭

my tummy’s so full right now, won’t you help me make some space in my little belly?

pretty please 🥺

[chubbytransguy]

let’s smoke and play with my belly

[rues-food-diary]

my tummy is super round and soft today :3

[andromeda-aches]

So me and my Tummy-Play-Loving friend decided to roleplay a kink scenario for the first time for fun. We both had a lot of fun doing it and he said I could post it on here. It's a little cringe and pretty basic in terms of sicky stories but I got a kick out of it and wanted to share.

Trigger warning for: Vomit, food, stuffing

Chester: (sits on couch)

Andy: (sits down and starts eating a large bowl of food)

Chester: Hey Andy, what are you eating?

Andy: Chilli cheese fries.

Chester: Isn't that your 3rd helping of fries today?

Andy: Yeah, so?

Chester: You wanna get a big stomach, don't you?

Andy: Just got a good deal on a 3 person meal.

Chester: Say speaking of your stomach, can I play with it again?

Andy: Not while I'm eating.

Chester: (pokes)

Andy: Hey!

Chester: (flinches) What?

Andy: Do that again and I'll bite your finger off.

Chester: Do what?

Andy: Chez...

Chester: Fine (pulls finger out of her navel)

Andy: Thank you. (continues eating)

After eating

Andy: (stomach noises)

Chester: You ok?

Andy: Y-yeah.

Chester: You sure? You kinda don't-

Andy: I'm probably still hungry. Do we still have that leftover pizza?

Chester: No, you and I ate that.

Andy: (looks in the fridge and finds curry)

Chester: I think someone wants to be chubby.

Andy: (rolls eyes) I'm gonna go eat in my room.

Chester: Can I play with your stomach please?(puppy eyes)

Andy: Fine, one minute.

In her room

Chester: (squeezes her stomach) You're the best.

Andy: Can I eat my curry now?

Chester: Fine (squeezes her cheeks) after this.

Andy: I'm gonna count to 5...

Chester: (let's go)

Andy: Go watch How To Train Your Dragon or something.

Chester: I already did...last night.

Andy: Then watch the 2nd one.

Chester: I already watched all of 'em.

Andy: Even the live action remake?

Chester: Where do you think I went last night?

Andy: (shrugs)

Chester: I like playing with your stomach, let me stay.

Andy: Fine, but I wanna eat in peace.

Chester: ..can I at least poke your navel?

Andy: Once

Chester: (pokes it)

half an hour later

Andy: (Struggling to finish her food)

Chester: You okay?

Andy: (takes another slow bite)

Chester: Andy, I think you should stop.

Andy: Can't...waste.

Chester: You can eat it tomorrow. (takes the bowl)

Andy: Noooo. It'll be off by then.

Chester: Look, I'm doing this so that you don't throw up, again.

Andy: Come on, it's like 2 more bites.

Chester: Andy...

Andy: (puppy eyes)

Chester: Fine 2 more bites and that's it.

Andy: (throws the last of the curry into her mouth)

Chester: There, happy?

Andy: (burp) Ah hah

Chester: ...can I squeeze your cheeks?

Andy: Since you were so (burp) nice to me, sure you can.

Chester: (squeezes them)

Andy: (laughs)

Chester: (looks at her stomach)

Andy: What?

Chester: (looks away) Nothing.

Andy: Are you jealous?

Chester: Of what?

Andy: Of my peak physical appearance.

Chester: I kinda prefer to play with it then have it.

Andy: (feels her stomach) Well it's a little firm now, so playing might be a bit difficult.

Chester: What about your navel?

Andy: You can try. But you have to do something for me first.

Chester: Like what?

Andy: Put on the outfit.

Chester: Please..don't make me do this.

Andy: No outfit, no navel.

Chester changes into a French maid's outfit

Chester: (irritated) Happy now?

Andy: (is laying on the bed)

Chester: Now what?

Andy: Just...needed to lay down for a (burp) bit.

Chester: A deal is a deal, now show it.

Andy: Alright alright, keep your panties on. (Lifts her hoodie and shows that her tummy is REALLY bloated)

Chester: (lays on it) This is nice.

Andy: Hey, I thought you wanted to poke it.

Chester: (pokes it)

Andy: (burps) Excuse me

Chester: Do you like having a bloated stomach?

Andy: Yeah, it's like having an ocean rolling inside you.

Chester: (squeezes her stomach)

Andy: (long burp) Fuck!

Chester: Whoops my bad.

Andy: You know what you were doing. (stomach noises)

Chester: Squeezing your stomach, so what?

Andy: (glares) (stomach gurgles loudly)

Chester: (baby noise) Someone's an angwy bewwy.

Andy: Ha ha, very fun- (stomach cramps)

Chester: OK, um..do you need a belly rub or something?

Andy: Nah I'm- (cramp causes loud stomach noises) Ohhhh

Chester: I think I should do it.

Andy: D-don't.

Chester: Why not? You like when I do it.

Andy: If you touch...gonna be sick.

Chester: Now what?

Andy: Just don't...touch...stomach.

Chester: Ok...can I get out of this maid outfit now?

Andy: ...sure.

Chester: Does that mean your cheeks are okay to play with?

Andy: (groans)

Chester: Nevermind (goes to room and changes)

Andy: No no, that wasn't meant for you. G-go ahead, I'll be fine.

Chester: (Squeezes her face) Hope you get better.

Andy: I will, I always d- (stomach growls)

Chester: I told u this would happen

Andy: C-Chez...

Chester: What?

Andy: (gags and throws up on him)

Chester: (very grossed out)

Andy: (vomit dripping from her mouth) S-sorry.

Chester: I'm gonna be in the shower if you need me. (walks away)

Andy: Ok- (throws up more)

1 hour of showering and throwing up later

Andy: (moans and holds her aching stomach)

Chester: (Walks in with new clothes) You okay now?

Andy: A bit.

Chester: Glad to see you're doing better.

Andy: Go ahead, say it.

Chester: I told you so.

Andy: There it is.

Andy: But you gotta admit it, you DID like seeing me with such a stuffed belly.

Chester: To be honest...yeah.

Andy: We should do it again sometime, just without the vomit.

Chester: Yeah definitely.

Andy: You know...dairy makes me bloated.

Chester: Why dairy?

Andy: Lactose intolerance.

Chester: Oh...I didn't know that. But then why did you ice cream last week?

Andy: 1. Cos ice cream is delicious. 2. For these kinds of results.

Chester: What results?

Andy: (stomach gurgles) Those results.

Chester: Oh yeah..I forgot you like them.

Andy: What about you?

Chester: Yeah, I kinda like them.

Andy: You don't wanna try stuffing that flat belly of yours?

Chester: Not really, I like my abs. Besides I like seeing you stuff yours. (pokes her belly)

Andy: (laughs) What abs?

Chester: Yeah you're right.

Andy: Well if you're not busy on Wednesday, I know a pizza place with a 2 for 1 deal.

Chester: Sounds good.

[sneakysnoo]

puppy tummy 😖

[trashytummiez]

Hawks in bed with Dabi super gassy so Dabi kneads the burps out of his little bird. 😩

Warning: contains burps dirty talk hiccups implied nsfw at the end indigestion kinkteasing light kinkshaming tummy aches tummy rubs

"So we gonna get it on or what little bird?" Dabi asked with a cheeky Cheshire-like grin. He was wearing nothing but his dark blue boxers leaving his patchwork body completely bare for his boyfriend.

Hawks was sitting on the edge of the bed also in nothing but his red boxers. His winged back was turned to Dabi and his arm was slung around his stomach. Dabi heard it gurgle thickly while Hawks moaned and caressed it. When the gurgling intensified a thick burp rumbled out of Hawks.

"Unnngh fuck..." Hawks groaned then gave another meaty closed mouth burp Dabi could hear reverberating within his cheeks.

The villains wide grin dipped and he sat up to scoot next to Hawks.

"Tch. Fuckin' lightweight. What the curry too spicy for ya?" Dabi asked.

Hawks gave another raunchy closed mouth burp then carelessly blew the stinking gas in his mouth towards Dabi. The villain sneered when he caught a whiff but scoffed when he recognized the odor.

"Yep. That's definitely the curry..."

"...Unf...ate too much of it..."

"You eat too much of everything dipshit," Dabi said dryly.

He wasn't wrong judging by the way Hawks' bare tummy had a light roundness to it and pooched out enough to push his boxers down a little.

"Yeah but most of what I overeat isn't so damn spicy," Hawks complained while kneading into his belly with one hand. It gurgled thickly enough to make the winged hero cringe.

"It's your own fault for having no self control Mister Hero..."

"Like you have any?" Hawks mumbled back groggily.

"Nope. But I'm also not a pussy who can't handle spicy shit," Dabi said with a cocky smirk.

"Uh-hurrp-huh...you just can't handle driving, heights, anything with soy sauce, anything with milk, oranges for some reason..."

Dabi's grin dropped from his patchwork face the more things Hawks listed. But fortunately Hawks' belly churned hard enough that he had to stop listing things and give another raucous burp Dabi could feel in the springs within the mattress beneath them. Hawks groaned aloud and gave his tummy a pat. It jiggled slightly from its bloated state.

"C'mere dumbass," Dabi droned. He looked even more dryly annoyed when Hawks instead flopped back into Dabi's bare torso. "...Mind the fucking stitches you dick..."

"...My bad," Hawks mumbled sickly.

Dabi rolled his eyes but nevertheless he put his hands on Hawks' belly. It felt warm and just a little puffy in his palms. He applied just the subtlest of warmth from his palms using his quirk at its lowest power so as to not actually ignite any fire. The warmth made Hawks' insides bubble a little more while Dabi rubbed his hand over that smooth protruding underbelly.

Hawks moaned with pleasure while Dabi's other hand rubbed up and down that curved tummy caressing more firmly into the higher rounder crest at the top of Hawks' stomach. It rubbed up and down drifting his fingers across his warm skin feeling it bubble lightly beneath his touch.

That other hand starting rubbing circles all across the middle of Hawks' belly. His fingers sank lightly into Hawks' warm flesh kneading into portions of his tummy while he rubbed it. When Dabi's finger started gliding around Hawks' belly button the lightly tanned hero moaned and bucked his hips lightly.

Dabi snorted. "Horny fucker," he teased but indulged him when his index finger dug into Hawks' navel.

Hawks groaned in pure ecstasy leaning back into Dabi's touch.

Dabi's own cheeks grew lightly flushed or as flushed as they could get with his severely scarred flesh.

It didn't matter. It was clear both were loving this. But while Dabi continued fondling Hawks' tummy he used his fingers to dig into Hawks' stomach kneading into its tightest parts and feeling for any tension. The whole he was rubbing he was trying to circulate the gas stirring inside of Hawks.

And between Dabi's heated flesh his compressing and the rubs stimulating Hawks' tummy it was enough to coax some gas up Hawks' gullet with a thick groan.

So Hawks threw his head back and gave a large spicy burp. It burned coming up and belted out of his jaws hard enough to make his head lurch when he released.

"Atta birdy," Dabi purred and gave the front of Hawks' belly a possessive slap making it jiggle and slosh lightly underneath his palm. It also dislodged another sizable burp from the blond boy. One that made his throat sting.

"Fuck be more gentle Dabs!" Hawks complained and rubbed his throat gingerly.

"Naaaah," Dabi replied cheekily then gripped Hawks' belly more firmly. He got a good handful of his lower tummy and squeezed down against it.

It made Hawks' burbling tummy burble even harder in Dabi's hands. Then Hawks covered his mouth sickly until his hand got blown back with a huge gnarly burp. It bellowed from Hawks' depths so hard that thick drool spewed from his mouth along with the gas.

Dabi whistled as best he could with his limited lower lip function. "Dude that was a big one!" He sounded genuinely impressed. "Let's see if ya got any more in the tank like that..."

He put his finger in Hawks' slightly deepened belly button and pushed into it.

Hawks gave another throaty burp in response to the press against his navel.

Dabi's grin widened and he pushed into Hawks' belly button again.

Another long burp followed. This one lasting close to five seconds. Experimentally Dabi pushed one more time and another low burp followed. One that made him snort in amusement.

But Hawks just groaned until he gave a sharp hiccup. He groaned even louder after that and covered his mouth. Another hiccup followed. He tried holding his breath but it just made him jerk with a stifled hiccup one that made the contents inside of his lightly bloated belly slosh noisily.

The fourth hiccup mutated into a sharp burp at the end. Then Hawks gave another much louder hiccup-burp.

"Jeez spicy shit really does make you gassy huh."

"...And you're-hlp-loving every second of this..." Hawks mumbled and hiccupped. Another hiccup made him give a thick closed mouth burp behind his fist. "...Aren't you..."

"Like you're any less kinky?" Dabi replied instantly with a checkmating sort of tone.

Hawks rolled his eyes and hiccuped again. The constant hiccups were starting to make his throat burn again judging by the way Hawks groaned and caressed his neck and chest area.

Dabi rolled his eyes and gave Hawks' tummy a light poke. "Gulp down some air."

Hawks' body spasmed with a sharp stifled hiccup and he turned to Dabi with a skeptical look.

"Just do it..."

Another painful hiccup got the hero to comply. He gulped down air subtly yet heartily like he would trying to burp on command. It made his gullet gurgle audibly. Dabi could feel Hawks' stomach fill with an excess of air and swell lightly in his hands.

"Keep goin' til you can't anymore."

Hawks nodded and continued gulping until his belly felt tight. When he took his last gulp of air he looked strained like he was uncomfortable with all that extra oxygen filling his tummy up.

But it didn't last when Dabi squeezed down on Hawks' belly and forced the boy to release a gargantuan powerfully loud burp. It pushed out of Hawks for over three seconds and blasted hard enough that it reverberated off the walls and into the mattress springs.

It made Hawks lurch forward with exhaustion before slumping back again. He panted heavily while his tummy rose and fell with a thick gurgle.

"there we go..." Dabi said.

Hawks was busy catching his breath. But he soon noticed that his hiccups were finally gone.

"...Thanks," he mumbled.

"Noooo thank you," Dabi purred. "Wish I'd recorded that one. Oh I'd have gotten some serious mileage out of it..."

"Tch...y'know for such a stoic looking guy you're hornier than anyone I've ever met y'know that...?"

"Looked in the mirror lately? 'Cuz last I checked you get just as thirsty seein' me get all stuffed'n burpy," Dabi replied with an amused grin.

Hawks blushed lightly. Didn't really have a comeback for that. "Is it my fault you look cute with a lil belly on ya? Or that I dig that you can give some really throaty burps?" Hawks replied lamely.

Dabi just grinned. Pulling Hawks closer Dabi took in some air and worked out a pretty decent burp of his own. One he let out against the back of Hawks' neck. Watching the hero squirm anxiously at that made Dabi's grin widen from ear to ear.

"Face it lil birdy, we're two fucked up birds of the same kink dripping feathers."

"...Ungh why'd you have it word it so dirty...?" Hawks mumbled groggily.

"That's what I do best," Dabi said with a grin.

He wrapped both of his hands against the center of Hawks' belly and squeezed it by hugging Hawks against Dabi's leaner patchwork torso.

An intense gurgle erupted from Hawks' thickened stomach. He lurched and covered his mouth like he was about to puke even going a little green when he did. Instead Hawks' hand got blown back as he gave a giant burp which bellowed thunderously past his gaping lips. Hawks' eyes were wide and his cheeks were lightly flushed as more saliva spewed from his mouth in the wake of that mighty expulsion.

It left Hawks panting like he just gave birth slumped lifelessly in Dabi's arms. He was exhausted but looked absolutely relieved. Even his stomach was burbling a lot more lightly than it had been.

"Grruuoooohhh fffffuck I needed that...hoooooly shit that felt good..."

Dabi grinned and gave Hawks' tummy a proud pat. He swooned at how good it felt patting Hawks' belly when it was protruding the way it was.

"'scuse you," he teased and gave Hawks' lower tummy a few more little pats to make it jiggle just a bit. Then he leaned down and whispered in a hushed horny kind of way. "...Now then. Are you finally ready for dessert?"

Hawks scoffed. "You're a lot of things Dabs. But sweet like dessert ain't one of 'em. You're more like after-dinner bloody mary..." Hawks interrupted himself to thump his chest and give one last long burp that left him moaning after and rubbing his chest before he finished his thought. "...Only the salts are bath salts..."

But then Hawks leaned up and kissed Dabi on his lips grinning lustfully at the young scarred villain.

"But yeah. I'd say I'm ready for that mess."

...Hawks really did know how to make Dabi simultaneously feel special and like a bag of sentient garbage.

And he was very oddly okay with that...

After all. game recognizes game and trash recognizes trash.

At least the latter made for wild crazy sex.

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

you’re wandering around the house, tidying a little, just finishing a few lingering tasks before you go to bed.

you blink suddenly, halfway to…you don’t remember where, something interrupted your thought process. you shake your head to clear it. laundry, you have a small pile of clothes for laundry.

you’re tidying the kitchen when it happens again, promptly derailing your train of thought and you pause…

something outside maybe? the soft little growl rumbles again and you slide one hand down to rest against the gentle curve of your belly. your stomach is full, comfortably so, and now that you’re actually paying attention…

that’s what has been distracting you all evening, your full tummy grumbling and gurgling as it digests your dinner.

you pat your tummy soothingly, and it rumbles a little louder, almost as though it knows you’re listening to it now. but you still have things to do before you can call it a night…

except now that you’ve noticed, it’s even harder to concentrate. all you want is to curl up in bed, relish in the lovely feeling of a well-filled tummy, maybe even indulge in a little gentle play.

your stomach gurgles again, deep rumbles echoing from the depths of your belly and you sigh quietly. it could almost be torture if it didn’t feel so good…

but finally…finally…everything is done. you survey the house one last time, rubbing absentmindedly at your abdomen. your tummy has been so patient tonight, waiting for your touch, for you to indulge in how full your belly is. yet you bite your lip, still hesitating…

your stomach rumbles gently…

decision made, you turn and head towards your bedroom. you cradle your full belly carefully as you settle on the bed, sliding both hands over the soft swell of your abdomen.

your tummy growls…deeply…softly…and you groan softly in turn, feeling your belly clench and flex a little in anticipation.

playing with your tummy is always worth the wait…

in response to this ask/request ❤️

[giraffeshavefourstomachs]

playing with an empty tummy is just ✨

all those cute little growls being coaxed out of my hungry belly 🤭

play with my tummy? please? 🥺