Feral.

20 Lesbian .....love ....tummy

[throwaway19856]

hello <3

Call me s!

here’s some things I’m heavily into

-hunger/starvation

-hungry stomach noises

-starved to stuffed

-somnophilia

-PREGNANCY 😍

things I’m lightly into:

-feedism

-upset stomach

-bloating

-intox

things I am not into/ dni list

minors please gtfo

-proship

-ed accounts. I get it, but please Stay away. -farts/scat

-vomit

-extreme weight gain/ death feedism

-Dyke conversion/detrans kink.

[emptybabyqueen-deactivated20240]

Empty lil tum

[dewdwrite]

When someone asks about getting food and you hear their stomach growl a few minutes later.

They must have felt that building up the whole time...

[nerumanu]

[stummyl0vr69]

[hungerenjoyer]

they should've added stomach growling to to/mo/da//chi life just saying

[throwaway19856]

my poor girlfriend accidentally got too high and skipped dinner, didn’t tell me til hours later!!! I didn’t realize how hungry she was until I was holding her from behind while she stirred her dinner and felt her tummy growl under my hands.. she drives me CRAZY

[throwaway19856]

My gf talking about leaving room in her tummy for more food ughhfdjh let me stuff u please

[the-vile-rot]

Belly rubs are a type of sex

[throwawayaccforreasons]

My girlfriend just told me that their tummy is "too empty and squishy" and when I asked if their tummy was saying anything they said "a lot" and now I'm lightheaded and thinking with something that I'm not supposed to think with

[superspecialcherrysurprise]

food drunk is like... the hottest fucking thing a person can be. when they've eaten so much they're a little out of it. surfeited, groaning, too far gone to even think about suppressing the belches and hiccups... can't sit up straight or walk normally... looking dazed...

[hunger-adrift]

A little something inspired by this post!

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You’re perched beside me on our battered old couch. My body is curled, fetal and defenseless, into the hollow at your side. You let your head droop onto my shoulder, the crown of your hair brushing my neck in lazy, affectionate flurries, while the TV flickers something neither of us are watching.

Your left hand comes to rest on my belly. It’s embarrassingly empty, and you must feel the tension because you press the palm in deeper, then begin to trace circles. At first the arcs are feathery—almost apologetic, as though my stomach were a sleeping pet you didn’t want to jostle awake. But when I sigh happily, you’re emboldened. Your hand works in firmer, larger spirals, kneading the skin over my navel in a rhythm that makes the hollowness inside me yawn wider.

Out of nowhere, my belly lets loose a shudder. Not a polite, ignorable grumble but a deep, rolling complaint that fills the space between us with its need. Your eyes go wide in mock horror. “Wow,” you say. “is there a direwolf trapped in there? Should I be wearing chainmail?” You poke my side and I yelp, more at your words than the poke itself. I want to explain the hunger, but also to keep it to myself, as if my need could be tamed by sheer force of will.

You keep at it, the rubbing, the teasing. You say, “Can you imagine all the food that would fit in there?” Suddenly you’re narrating an imaginary menu: “A bakery’s worth of cinnamon rolls. Piping hot pizza with layers and layers of cheese. Oh my God, and fries. Truffle fries, the kind with the skin still on.” Each item you conjure seems to land inside me with a wet slosh, my stomach gurgling in eager approval.

You don’t stop, not even when my face is burning, not even when my hands flutter self-consciously over your own on my skin. You laugh, not unkindly, and I try to smile through the embarrassment, but you can tell I’m flustered.

You lean in, so close I can smell the dregs of your peppermint ChapStick and the hint of laundry detergent clinging to your hoodie. I tighten my core, willing it to stay silent, but the gurgle that follows sounds almost human in its longing. You’re delighted.

“God, you’re starving,” you say, and your voice is half sympathy, half triumph. Your hand strays a little lower, where the muscle and soft meet. “You’re adorable when you’re hungry.”

[imfuckingstarvingg]

I need to fast so fucking badly.

I need to see how thin i look in skimpy (or frumpy) clothes, I need to see my clothes get bigger and my body shrink and the pounds drop

I need to wake up in the middle of the night with my caved in belly grumbling and weakly shaking bc it's my third day w/o food.

I need someone to witness it all, sexually.

[throwaway19856]

I think I’m gonna starve myself today 😇😇😇 come home after a 7 hr shift absolutely ravenous, fall on my bed next to my gf, she wants to hold me but then she feels this loud intense growl coming from my stomach 🫢 so excited

[throwaway19856]

24 hour fast ended by my gf who stuffed me silly… she noticed I hadn’t eaten anything for breakfast because my stomach growled loudly in her ear, but she never fed me.., as I got ready to leave she wouldn’t let go of my waist, she pulled me in and pressed deep between my ribs.. I was starving at work. Dizzy, stomach screaming, hands shaky. As soon as I got home, the whole house smelled strongly of buttery potatoes and pork which caused my stomach to pang intensely, making me double over in pain. My girlfriend walks over to me,, “are you okay baby?” My stomach spoke for me. She gently kisses my forehead. “Why didn’t you eat today baby?? Oh look at you.. let’s sit you down sweet puppy” as she makes my plate she giggles at me for how intensely I’m watching her.. you can’t blame me, I hadn’t eaten in over 20 hours! I’m distracted by keeping my stomach from rumbling again when she takes a piece of food and grabs my face “open your mouth pretty girl” I’m honestly surprised because I don’t think she’s ever really done something like this. Well now my stomach is completely stuffed to the brim. She’s rubbing and kissing my belly and resting her head on it.

[tradwifefeeder]

oh, sweetheart—you work so long and hard just to take care of me all day. I think you deserve a nice, big meal to come home to.

just look at that poor, empty belly. so hungry, aren't you? don't worry, i made you a dinner sure to fill you up. you don't have to lift a single finger—no, no; lie back on the bed and think about how much you deserve a rich, heavy meal settled in your gut. you work so hard. that body deserves to rest and relax.

thick, juicy steak covered in butter and herbs. so rare and seasoned perfectly. i spent hours slaving over the stove, making sure your meat was utter perfection. i bet it just makes your mouth water. the fat glistening on your plate, the sheer weight of it. oh, it's a big steak. nothing but the best for you, right? cut into chewy pieces for you to swallow down your gullet. you're so hungry. you don't have to savor it right away. there's plenty more for you to enjoy. I think my love needs a little help getting it all down.

try the mashed potatoes. smooth and creamy. there's so much butter and sour cream. cheese. even a bit of bacon crushed up into it. will you lean back for me? let your wife fill you up. i don't care if you get a little tubby at all, my love. you work so hard. anyone as strong as you needs a heavy belly at the end of the day, resting on your thighs, stretching your shirts nice and snug.

i want you to like my cooking. no more vending machine snacks during the day, or donuts from coworkers. you need rich and fatty meals that stick to your ribs filled with so much love. don't feel embarrassed about eating well. my pleasure is in the kitchen thinking of all the meals and desserts i can nourish you with.

there we go. bite by bite. don't worry, don't stress. just finish every bite for me. you haven't eaten very much today, have you? that's why I'm here. let's loosen those jeans—oh, my! you eat so well for me. that full belly is just round and showing off. i think if i rub it a bit, you'll have some more room. does that help? good! all i want is for you to be comfortable and for that belly to be stretched full of all my cooking.

finish up, sweetheart. there's a nice, big milkshake waiting for you in the bedroom. you deserve it.

[throwaway19856]

Ohhh this made me blush 😣

[throwaway19856]

I think I’m gonna starve myself today 😇😇😇 come home after a 7 hr shift absolutely ravenous, fall on my bed next to my gf, she wants to hold me but then she feels this loud intense growl coming from my stomach 🫢 so excited

[bakeddyke]

I’m sorry my pussy started leaking because your belly rumbled do you still love me?