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@tummy-noise-addict
A Trip to the Canteen
Strapped for credits and no real viable options for fresh meat out in deep space, an all too common occurrence for (Sci-fi) Ardene 👀 Only way to curb the hunger pangs right now is to gorge herself on a heaping mountain of cheap noodles and deal with the consequences~
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Looks like Loona forgot to eat breakfast 😳
(Huge thank you to @udned82 for commissioning this one!!)
This was what I was listening to the whole drive home. Skipped lunch and I was STARVING
For the ask game, 7 + 8 💜
7) Audio, video, or art?
I'd say it goes Video > Audio > Art, but only because video is a combination of both, in a sense? If I only have audio, i go looking for art to supplement it, and vice versa, but if it's a video with substantial content along with the noises (belly rubs/play, and etc) then I'll take that. As for actual preference, it just depends on what I'm looking for at the time lol they're all very good
8) Your own sounds, or other's?
Other's, definitely. I don't get anywhere near the same level of enjoyment from my own gut sounding off, and I don't tend to deliberately try and make it noisy - only very rarely. Not that i dislike it - quite the opposite - and I especially like it when I get REALLY hungry late at night and my stomach makes those really deep rumbles that dont hurt at all, though more often it just pangs and barely makes noise. Hearing (and seeing) other people's tummies is just so much better
9) , 10)
:3 💚
9) Casual or Extreme Scenarios?
10) Realistic or Unrealistic?
Answering both of these at once, it honestly depends on my mood and the exact subject/cause of tummy noises? I like a lot of casual scenarios, like the idea waking up to a hungry belly eager for breakfast or a happy gut gurgling away at a good meal, but some extremes are nice too - a ravenous stomach after fasting too long, or a massively overstuffed gut desperately trying to digest the mountain of food packed inside. The choice between unrealistic or realistic works in much the same way, and both have their place in my brain - an unrealistically loud stomach howling can be just as good as a quiet belly that occasionally releases those deep, aching rumbles that you feel more than hear!
Stomach Growling Kink Ask Game
Favorites 1) Favorite or most formative SG moment in media? 2) Favorite cause? (Hunger, Digestion, Upset, etc.) 3) Favorite kind of sound? (Description or Onomatopoeia) 4) Favorite SG Artists? 5) Favorite SG creators for audio/video? 6) Any favorite posts? Can be art, audio, video, etc.
Do you prefer… 7) Audio, video or art? 8) Your own sounds or other's? 9) Casual or extreme scenarios? 10) Realistic or unrealistic scenarios? 11) Fictional or IRL?
Personal 12) Do you know how and when this kink started for you? 13) Do your friends know you're into this? 14) Is this kink more sexual or more comforting to you? Maybe both? 15) Kinks you enjoy in combination with SG? 16) Any other kinks you enjoy more? 17) Any SG kink turn offs? 18) Hottest thing that happened to you with this kink? 19) Do you go out of your way to make your guts noisy? (Fasting, Overstuffing, Intentionally making your stomach upset, etc.)
Bonus 20) Any character that deserves to get a SG scene?
Waking up before her and already hearing her belly letting out pathetic whines for breakfast but instead of doing the normal task of waking her up you simply admire the way her belly cries for a little longer…
@tummy-noise-addict .....sounds like us a bit, huh?
I saw this earlier and thought of you, so yes absolutely it does sound like us
Waking up before her and already hearing her belly letting out pathetic whines for breakfast but instead of doing the normal task of waking her up you simply admire the way her belly cries for a little longer…
@tummy-noise-addict .....sounds like us a bit, huh?
I saw this earlier and thought of you, so yes absolutely it does sound like us
My stomach has been pretty loud the last couple weeks. Loud right before eating and the hours after just simply digesting. In this video I had a bowl of ramen and it would not quiet down about it- not sure if it was happy about finally being fed or angry that there wasnt more
AAAAAAA I CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU NEXT MONTH
My stomach has been pretty loud the last couple weeks. Loud right before eating and the hours after just simply digesting. In this video I had a bowl of ramen and it would not quiet down about it- not sure if it was happy about finally being fed or angry that there wasnt more
AAAAAAA I CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU NEXT MONTH
Incredibly obnoxious noises this morning. This is all one continuous recording of my stomach going off not long after I woke up.
I could feel each of these rumbles quaking through me, it felt so intense. Maybe a hand or an ear on my belly would have settled it down?
Guys reblog if tummy noises yes
Been cleaning all day, the moment I decide to take a break, my stomach lets me know what time it is. This felt so good~ 🥴
I didn't eat dinner last night, so I woke up a bit earlier then usual to my stomach complaining about it. Screaming about it actually
@tummy-noise-addict Did say she wanted to hear how ravenous I get after missing a meal. I'm sure it's also worth mentioning that I could feel each of these rumbles quaking through my hollow belly. I'm not used to sleeping on empty so it really intensified my morning hunger. Breakfast can't come soon enough....so empty....
Thank you for this request!
There will be multiple chapters that focus on each character, but I will intersperse them with other works, to not alienate people who didn't watch the show. With that being said, I hope you enjoy reading it!
Gangle's Poorly Disguised Kink (Part 1: Ragatha)
(stomach noises, immensely prolonged hunger, belly nursing)
Edited Hunger Art 9 ( not my art please support the original ) 🤲🏼
What happens when a very hungry jewel thief is caught mid-heist? 🤭 Commission by @missvirushiss
For a professional thief like Rouge, raiding a temple in search of rare jewels and treasure was a Tuesday. The plan was tried and true: sneak in, stay alert for traps, nab the goods, and leave as fast as she entered. Finally, sell the goods for a hefty sum of money, and splurge it on whatever she wanted. Expensive clothes, makeup, high-tech gear for further expeditions; the loop was simple and fool-proof. But as the successes and cash kept flowing and rising, so did her confidence. Profits started being diverted to snacks and junk food as a "treat" for the job well done. After countless "treats", her once-slim figure began to plump up in size, first from a soft pudge in her midsection that she dismissed, telling herself "the cardio from the raiding would get rid of it" - something unachievable as, ironically, she did her job *way* too well and quickly. It wasn't long until her shape - particularly her stomach and butt, where most of the food's nutrients had gone - had oomphed up considerably. As a result, her body's demands grew more constant (and vocal) - now, she had to choose between splurging money on food, or more efficient gear to offset the spendings. Something that had grown more critical as she now could barely fit in her outfits, that were now easily twice under her size.
There was a solution, however. Her next expedition led her to an abandoned temple, rumored to house treasure of unfathomable value, and dwelling far into the darkest depths of a nearby jungle. Departing at dusk, when she would more easily blend in with the blackness of the night, she located the temple and began inspecting her surroundings. The stone walls presented engravings of what resembled a large table, where countless figures sat, beautifully detailed with food and drinks that were shared by the community. Rouge licked her lips, and her stomach followed in suit with a roiling, wet rumble that echoed through the shine. Her sudden burst of appetite (courtesy of forgetting to have dinner before she left) made her jump in surprise, accidentally stepping on a protruding stone on the ground that made the building shake vigorously. Trying to quickly fly away and miserably failing due to the weight of the bottomless cauldron she carried in her middle, the ground beneath her crumbled and swallowed her, plunging her into the darkness.
Rouge awoke. How long had it been since she whited out? She felt cold, and quickly found the reason. The herculean task of forcing her ample frame into her old outfit, paired with the impact of the fall, had torn most of her clothes, exposing the fat, fleshy orb that had compromised the expedition. But, more importantly... where was she? And why couldn't she move her arms?
A more attentive look at her surroundings gave it away. She seemed to be in some sort of cell, torches outside the cramped cubicle providing whatever faint light they could cast. She looked upwards. Her wrists were bound to the ceiling by chains, and she could barely move her legs - especially with the weight of her own gut blubber pressing on her thighs. And said blubber wasn't any happier than her - it growled ferociously in hunger, lamenting that the frequency of its meal time had been broken. It howled and burbled incessantly, as if casting a morbid form of echolocation to find the tiniest morsel of food that could possibly be around - if any. With no results, its complaints suddenly died down, and the torturous silence of the cell returned to Rouge's ears, allowing her to think more clearly. How could the temple truly be "abandoned", if she found herself restrained? Could the fall really have torn her clothes that badly? And, more importantly, how would she get out? A myriad of rhethoric questions that were answered unsolicitedly by her plump gut, this time with so much force that her bust and legs vibrated fiercely under the rumbling. Perhaps the pleas of her own, starved stomach would enough to catch the attention of whoever could be outside the cells?
But then again, nothing could be heard outside. Only the crackling fire of torches and her own weak, labored breathing.
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a story i wrote to accompany this lovely comm i got from @dragon-draws-art! thank you very, very much, again!
