tummy stuff

he/him - 19M - bi - into bloating, tummy aches, stuffing/overeating, upset bellies (cw for some emeto) - MDNI

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hello!!

you can call me max if you want (i like maxie too!), and i’m a big fan of tummies! sick, upset, full, empty, all of the above!! i also happen to struggle with frequent gastrointestinal distress, leading to a lot of rumbly, full belly aches, so if you enjoy boys with upset tummies, this is the place for you!!

also feel free to send asks!! i like getting teased about my tummy, or comfort, either one! (also it is a bit of an erotic thing for me, so i don’t mind more suggestive asks) i’m not particularly into role play, i just do stories from real life. i’m much better about responding to asks than dms, so if you wanna share a thought, go ahead and send it in!!

regarding asks/dms: i don’t mind gentle pet names like sweetheart or honey or sweet boy; in fact, i rather adore them! i enjoy a bit of playful teasing too, but not hard degradation (i’m sensitive and it hurts my feelings), so please steer clear of stuff like “piggy” or “fat slut” and the like.

I’m not into gaining for myself (though i’m not necessarily opposed to it for others, that’s just not really the focus of this blog) so please don’t send asks of that nature. no hate, i just struggle with body image stuff. thank you for respecting my boundaries!! [edit: this might be subject to change, who knows! i’m exploring some stuff rn]

stuff i like:

bloating, stuffing, mild (off-camera) emeto, tummy sounds (LOVE tummy sounds), hunger, inflation, object vore/inedible object swallowing, general upset stomach stuff, some mild constipation (no explicit scat but it might be icky for some), mild embarrassment, general hurt/comfort themes, soft femdom (or any dom)

not for me:

pregnancy (fpreg or mpreg), vore, explicit scat, vomit itself, watersports, focus on burps/farts, slob, weight gain/weight gain encouragement, basically anything focusing on fluids outside the body

also, i might post tummy pics and audios, who knows!!

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Thanksgiving

here is a Thanksgiving fantasy to put you all in the mood.

your boyfriend is a people pleaser who has a hard time saying no. he fears disappointing people, and because of that you’ve got quite the line-up of Thanksgiving dinner invites: Friendsgiving with your mutual friends, Thanksgiving with his folks, Thanksgiving at your parent’s, a Thanksgiving dinner at his work. it’s a week long affair, and you’ve even got multiple dinners in one day with little time to recover. you slave away in the kitchen, making a new dish to bring to each dinner. your boyfriend, of course, is your taste tester.

the first dinner at your parent’s house is uneventful. this is his first holiday with your family, so he wants to make a good impression. he fervently eats anything that is put in front of him, and even though he doesn’t have room left for your mother’s sweet potato pie, he eats two slices.

the next day his work is having a Thanksgiving dinner. he brings you to meet his coworkers, and he wants to schmooze and charm them so much he takes a helping of Tanya’s mash potatoes, Carl’s filling, Genevieve’s green bean casserole. Not wanting to offend anyone, he fills a flimsy paper plate with so much food that it begins to bend. against all odds, every bite ends up in his rapidly tightening belly.

now it’s Thanksgiving Day, and you’ve got his family’s Thanksgiving in the early afternoon and your mutual Friendsgiving in the evening. your boyfriend’s mother gives him hearty scoops. that’s her little boy, after all. your boyfriend is noticeably petering out, but he doesn’t want to make his mother worry. he finishes his plate with an achingly full stomach, trained from the days of when he was a kid and wasn’t allowed to leave the dinner table without finishing his supper.

when it’s time for you to head to your Friendsgiving, you drive, and he sits in the passenger seat with his head against the headrest, wincing and cringing at every pothole you hit.

“you okay?” you ask him. “you’ve been awfully quiet.”

“yeah. just tired.” he lies.

at Friendsgiving, he listlessly plays with his turkey, pushing it around his plate with a fork, an elbow on the table and a hand supporting his head. while he doesn’t empty the plate, he hardly has anything to scrape into the trash.

when everyone retires to the living room, your boyfriend disappears. you search your friend’s house and see the bathroom door is closed. you knock.

“honey?” you say.

“hm?” your boyfriend replies.

“can i come in?”

“one sec.”

when you enter your boyfriend is sitting on the edge of the tub. he stands up quickly.

“what are you doing in here?” you ask.

“i just needed a minute.”

you look down to see a sliver of his white underwear. he zips up his fly, and sucks in his distended stomach to button his pants.

“are you okay?”

“yeah. it’s nothing. i just have a stomachache.”

you find this adorable. in an effort to get on everyone’s good side, to flatter them by eating their food, your boyfriend has given himself a terrible bellyache.

while your friends laugh over a card game at the coffee table, your boyfriend is distracted on the sofa, rubbing his stomach through the pocket of his hoodie. you put your hand in the pocket and start rubbing his belly, touching his cold hand with your warm one. his poor belly is hard and tight from everything he’s eaten in the past four days.

“does it hurt bad?” you whisper, and when he nods you say “do you want to leave early?”

he shakes his head. “we’re supposed to be having fun with our friends. i don’t want us to leave on my account.”

a mutual friend brings over a slice of pumpkin pie topped with whip cream. she offers it to your boyfriend. in horror you watch your boyfriend beam a fake smile and then graciously take the plate from her. the fork goes in his mouth. you feel his body shudder and his stomach growl angrily against your hand

what will Christmas bring?

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finally home from the library, and i’m really regretting not bringing a baggy sweater today. my belly wasn’t that noticeable, was it?

i had to change into sweatpants the minute i got home, because my belly just kept bloating up bigger and bigger. each rumble and groan just made the pressure in my tummy worse, stretching my middle so full and round it felt like i could just explode. i kept sneaking my hand up to my belly under the table to try to soothe it, but i think it just made things worse. each time i pressed my palms into my sides or rubbed over my belly button, a rush of thick, foamy gurgles would stir up beneath my fingers. it’s only been three days, but i think i’ll probably go ahead and take some lax because i don’t know how i’ll be able to sleep with such an enormously full belly (not to mention my dance class tomorrow morning!!).

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sitting in the university library rn trying to ignore the constant, low rumbling in my belly. I already had to unbutton my jeans to make a little more room. I had my favorite “get things moving” lunch today to try to get my guts to relax a little, a huge leafy green salad and a 12-ounce cup full of soft serve ice cream, with a diet soda. its the perfect recipe to churn up my tummy and get everything unstuck. or at least, it usually is. now everything in my tummy is just agitated and upset. this part of the library is so quiet too, the girl next to me keeps glancing over every few minutes because my stomach is just so noisy.

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aw man, my belly does not feel good. you know those mushroom noodles that are basically nothing but indigestible fiber? well, i’ve heard some stories about how they can mess up your tummy pretty good, and, well, i can never help myself when it comes to making my poor belly swell. i made myself a huge batch of teriyaki tofu with cabbage and dumped in the konjac noodles. they tasted alright, better than i was expecting, honestly, but nothing exciting happened for a few minutes. i had to leave for a choir meeting, anyway, so I figured they were a bust. god, was i wrong.

ten minutes into the meeting, i could feel the cabbage and noodles start to squelch into my lower belly, and boy, did my guts hate it. every minute or so, a new gurgle would reverberate behind my belly button, and following it, my belly would puff up like it was being pumped full of air. i could feel my stomach starting to press against the button of my jeans, my waistband digging into my inflated sides. it slowed down before i had to walk home, but i could still feel everything sloshing around as i hiked up the three flights of stairs to my new apartment, both hands cradling my aching belly.

i changed into sweatpants as soon as i got home to relieve some of the pressure on my lower belly. of course, now that some space had been freed up in my middle, i couldn’t resist stuffing three more bowls of the cabbage and konjac noodles into my poor, churning belly. within an hour, my stomach had pushed everything into my protesting guts, rumbling and churning as my tummy swelled up more and more.

i tried to get a recording, and I think it turned out pretty good:

you can hear the deep groans of each bubble passing through my belly, all the foamy bubbles and squelches, every rumble and churn from deep inside. it doesn’t help that I haven’t been able to empty my belly since yesterday. i’ve never swelled up so fast in my life, either. i’m gonna rub my overstuffed, overinflated belly until i pass out.

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i’ve been gone a while (sorry!!) for a mixture of personal reasons, mostly moving, health stuff, and a few summer internships, and i know i can’t promise regular posting on this blog.

a big reason why i haven’t updated in a while though, is because i’m a little embarrassed about having gained a few pounds! i’ve never really been interested gaining weight, and i don’t know how i feel about it now, but i’ve put on about ten pounds! i’ve been home for the summer quite a lot, and my clothes have just been getting tighter and tighter lately from all my family’s southern comfort food.

i don’t even have a good picture of how loose these trousers used to be because i never thought they wouldn’t fit!

i’m not sure how much longer the button on these will last, especially after last night’s five bean chili and baked potatoes, with triple helpings of pumpkin cake for desert. my new apartment doesn’t have an elevator, and after any heavy meal, i could feel my swollen belly sloshing with every step. this is the kind of hard-to-digest meal that tends to get stuck in my belly, too. i hope i don’t end up backed up for a whole week again 😵‍💫😵‍💫

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You've been offline for a while. I assume you've just been doing well and busy with school, but if you ever do want to make a return, just know that some of us will be very pleased

hi anon!!

i promise i haven’t forgotten about this page, i’ve been insanely busy these last few weeks! i was in a play which took up most of my free time, plus choir rehearsals and studying for next week’s finals, but I should be all finished up with school soon!

i’ve got a few fun stories to catch y’all up on, so stay tuned!!

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You were so active for several days and you haven’t been recently so I hope you’re ok and hopeful that means things have been boring (aka feeling well) with your tummy?

hi anon!!

sorry, yes! i’ve been quite busy with extracurriculars this past week, and now that i’ve been feeling better, i haven’t been very motivated to post. thank you for checking in, anon, you’re very sweet!!

also i’m on spring break now so i’ll have a bit of free time, and i might post a little more and try to answer some of the asks waiting for me!

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Only liquids? Won't your tummy get even more upset after being so full and you're only feeding it liquid? No wonder it's all noisy - poor thing probably won't feel good again

oh anon, you have no idea.

i had some solids today (peanut butter and crackers, mostly, but some oatmeal too!), but i’ve been nervous to put things in my belly since it’s been so upset. i’ve kept it to mostly dairy-free ensure shakes and liquid ivs mixed into water though, and every time i eat, my tummy freaks out, sending groans and bubbles squelching though my guts.

my achy belly isn’t as bloated anymore, but it is terribly gurgly. i’ll post another audio tomorrow, if people like the one i posted earlier!!

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I’d definitely be interested in videos if you ever feel like posting them! Honestly it doesn’t have to be anything elaborate…look how many people loved just the photos and voice notes from you! Maybe just film yourself rubbing your belly and be as vocal as you’re comfortable with? Moans, burps, hiccups, talking, whining, whatever you feel like :)

aww, thank you, anon!! i’m so glad you’ve enjoyed the audio and little clips i posted!!

and that’s a great suggestion, thank you so much!! i do enjoy whining and complaining about my belly after i stuff it, maybe y’all would too!

next time i get a tummy ache (and my roommate leaves for a while), i’ll see if i can make a video for you!!

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okay, i’ve been saving this story for when i could post an audio, so please enjoy a bit of upset belly gurgles!!

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my last midterm was thursday morning, and some of my friends went to this pizza place on campus to celebrate. now, my belly had been really upset and icky all week, and i was still bloated from the day before from eating a gigantic cup full of soft serve ice cream and a salad for lunch.

but i wanted to celebrate with pizza!! why not!! i told myself, “i’ll only have one slice, and i’ll be okay.”

we get to the place and order, and me and a friend go half and half for a large cheese pizza, cause he says he’ll eat most of it and take the rest back to his apartment, and i only want one slice, so i don’t wanna pay for a whole one by myself, right?

so we get our pizza back, and it’s absolutely delicious. thick and cheesy, fresh out of the oven, drenched in grease and garlic and sauce. my tummy rumbled while we were waiting; the smell alone made me ravenous.

when we got our pizza, i thought to myself, “gosh, well what’s two slices gonna do, right? it’ll be fine.”

mind you, this is all while my tummy is still aching from the day before, unsettled and heavy and rumbling quietly under my sweater.

about two bites in, my friend checks his email and sees that he’s got a meeting rescheduled for, like, right now, and he can’t take the rest of the pizza back to his place, like we agreed.

he doesn’t want to take the pizza with him, but he was so bummed out about wasting all that money on celebratory pizza that he’s just gonna throw away!

as he’s saying this, i’m trying to rub my belly under the table, cause it’s gurgling up a storm, bloating against the button of my jeans. i’d scarfed down a slice and a half, and god, my belly was not happy about it.

i realize he’s expecting me to finish the pizza, and he refuses leave for his meeting until i promise to eat the rest of it so it doesn’t go to waste. we were so excited about it, and he paid for half of it anyway— not to mention i’ve eaten an entire pizza in front of him before.

so i’m sitting there with a terribly full belly, doing my best to soothe it while it groans and churns, and i mean i could have just thrown the remaining four slices away, but i promised!!

i didn’t really have time to go back to my dorm and put it in my fridge either, so my only choice was to pack slice after slice after slice into my already distended belly, listening to it gurgle louder and louder as i stuffed it way too full.

i swear, each bite made my belly expand a little more. in total, my belly ended up with seven eighths of a large, thick-crust pizza, all crammed on top of five days of having an upset, backed up belly.

i had to sit there for about twenty minutes with an empty box of pizza, cradling my tummy as it groaned and churned, trying to get it to calm down enough to get to my next class.

it absolutely did not. all though the lecture, my guts filled with bubbles. i could feel it all shifting in my belly as i walked home, stirring up all the food stuffed inside. by the time i got home, my whole middle was tight and bloated, gurgling and rumbling under my hands as i rubbed it.

so here’s a recording of all that pizza making its way though my aching, overstuffed belly. enjoy!!!

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i really love the way you describe everything going on in your tummy and i'm so happy i found this blog. also i loved your emeto audio and i would love it did more like it and audios of your tummy grumbling as well.

aww, thank you so much!!!

i’ve always loved writing, but i’ve been a bit shy to post. (partly because i just turned 18 last year) but mostly because i was nervous that no one would like it. asks like these make me so happy that people enjoy the stuff i post!!

also i’ve finally figured out how to post some actual audios instead of just screen recordings of voice memos!! i’m so glad you liked my other one, i’ll keep posting more like it in the future!!

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omg I wish I could just take you out to the mall in your tightest clothes and order you a bunch of ice cream and milkshakes, watch you eat and drink them before having you walk around the mall as your stomach groans and expands. I'll rub it for you and tell you how good you're doing as the pressure becomes unbearable and you need to lean against a bench or something and unbutton your pants and shirt to let that distended and ballooning gut get shown off as it swells and gurgles <3

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oh, asks like this make me so flustered! i adore hearing all the stuff you wanna do to my tummy, especially!!

aww i bet you’d love to have me drink a milkshake while we wander around, watching me slowly start to rub my belly. we’d go in and out of shops, and i’d hold your bags like a proper gentleman, distractedly sipping down blended ice cream and milk and candy. i probably wouldn’t even notice it starting to press against my shirt, too focused on the uncomfortable rumbling inside. it really doesn’t take long for dairy to make my belly upset and noisy, and i’d probably start to get embarrassed if it got so loud that you could hear it burbling.

i bet that after i finished my first milkshake, you’d take me back to go get another one, watching my tummy swell with queasy bubbles. soon, the thick groans from deep in my guts would start to inflate my belly, getting louder every minute. i’m sure i’d have to keep tugging down my shirt, switching all your bags to one hand so i can keep the other on my rapidly distending belly, struggling to keep it contained under the hem of my shirt.

maybe then you’d sit me down for some frozen yogurt, my lower belly rumbling constantly from the sudden overload of sugary, lactose-filled treats. the button on my jeans would be so uncomfortable, but with a too-tight shirt, i would be too nervous to unbutton it in front of everyone. the constriction against my aching, inflated belly would just make it groan and gurgle louder, threatening to burst from all the pressure. i’d spoon the dessert into my mouth at your behest, stuffing myself even more just for you, struggling not to whimper from the unbearable churning.

maybe you’d even top me off with a milk tea, pumping my belly so full that it sloshes until my engorged belly bulges from under my too-tight shirt.

pretty soon i’d beg you to rub my enormous belly, my face red, and my gurgling tummy all bloated and round under your hands. the second you unbutton my jeans, it would spill out with an awful bubbling groan, the contents of my belly shifting to swell up further now that a little more space had been created.

aww, it would feel so good, your soothing hands all over my tight, expanded gut, especially if you told me how good i was for you, stuffing myself sick just for you.

thanks for sending this one in, 🧋!!!

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Ever tried swallowing marbles or anything similar?

hi anon!!

i have not, actually!! i LOVE when other people do and i’d like to try it, but it seems a bit risky for me. also i’m absolutely certain that once i start i’ll never stop, and i don’t know if i have the self control to be safe about it.

i’m obsessed the idea of having a belly full of heavy little things that aren’t supposed to be there, filling me up and clacking against each other with every little movement, shifting around in my tummy, though. i’ve often fantasized about stuffing my tummy full of indigestible objects and feeling them move through my guts. seriously, it’s very high up on my list, and if i ever give in and do it, i’ll post so much about it you’ll be sick of me!!

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Gifs of the tummy! I feel spoilt 😭 do you think you'd ever make a video? Your poor tummy is actually amazing, hope it all gets moving soon though before you actually explode

hi anon, i’m so glad you enjoyed!!!

and i think i’d be open to it, if that’s something people would be interested in!! i’m not very creative with my camera, so if i were to make a video, i’d probably need some relatively specific instructions about content and length and the like. i haven’t really thought about it much!!

thank you so much for the suggestion, anon!! i’m so glad you liked my gifs!!!

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How did it take me so long to stumble upon your profile? I love your posts so much and I wish I could help your tummy out! It looks like you've been struggling a lot these days, it's such a shame to see you go through so much. If you need someone to comfort you I'd be more than happy to!

all these anons are so sweet, thank you so much!!! i’m actually brand new to this blog, i’ve only been posting about a week!!

i was a longtime lurker, but i decided i wanted to contribute a little to the tummy ache community i loved so much!! plus i’ve always wanted to share my kink writing but i’m really shy about it and figured this was a little more my speed, cause i prefer writing about real things i’ve experienced.

well, and my deep longing for tummy rubs, that is!

thank you so much for sending in your thoughts, i appreciate your kind words, anon!!!

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Do you like when others’ tummies aren’t well? Or do you mostly prefer to be the one with the sick belly?

hi anon!!

in general, i like being the one with the sick belly, mostly just cause i’m insane and my brain goes crazy when my tummy does anything at all— hungry rumbles or queasy gurgles, and getting stuffed to the gills, especially!

it doesn’t help that my tummy is really sensitive, and i get a little flustered whenever i or anyone else rubs it. and i love the hurt/comfort aspect of having an upset belly, it’s nice to get to let someone else look after me and treat me gently, i really love it!! and stuffing is particularly good when paired with a little playful teasing, and copious belly rubs. i think it has something to do with my more submissive tendencies, even in non-sexual settings. stuffing especially is definitely related to my love of performing tasks well for a partner, i think.

thanks for sending in your ask, i hope that answered your question!!!!