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23 |She/They| Tummy aches and nasty kinks, proceed with caution| mdni

[weee99]

I am using this blog as an outlet for gross kinks, which is mainly scat based stuff.

No to smearing and eating but yes to pretty much anything else!

I don’t mind requests or questions or general horny ramblings if anyone wants to talk.

I hope you enjoy my stories! I’ll be putting them all in my writing tag

[weee99]

totally agree with your tags on that omegaverse post - i love the thought of heats/ruts wreaking havoc on the digestive system!

i feel like post-heat/post-rut constipation makes just as much sense as pre-heat/pre-hut urges to clear out - maybe people experience both. during heat/rut, where their body's only priority is sexual release, it would make sense for their digestion to slow down, for more water to be absorbed by the intestines than usual, and for the person to take short bathroom breaks and quickly get distracted away from the toilet.

most people probably rely on delivery or prepackaged snacks during their heat/rut, since they don't really have the patience/focus to cook, and that could make the digestive consequences as the heat/rut fades so much worse...

UGH you’re actually killing me with this. I think my kinks are best described as “involuntary bodily functions” so combining abo and bathroom stuff is so so good.

I love the idea of someone knowing their rut/heat is near when their regular bathroom trips start to become more infrequent. They find themselves unable to use the bathroom much even though they feel full. Their bladder refuses to release until their muscles are spasming from how full the poor organ is. Pooping is a lost cause. Maybe a few nuggets here or there if their guts are completely out of room. Other than that their asshole is shut tight. No amount of pushing will help.

Oh oh what if this issue resolves itself not when rut is over, but as soon as they’ve successfully bred their partner. They’ve knotted their omega and filled em up nice and full. Their hormonal brain can relax now that they’ve done their job. Unfortunately they relax a little too much. They’ve been so clogged up that as soon as they untense their sphincter the shit is right there and ready to come out. All the alpha can do is whine an apology before the damn breaks. The couple is locked tight together so the alpha has no option for privacy. They wheeze as they stretch taught around what feels like a never ending log. Hunched over on top of their omega as their face scrunches up and grunts leave their lips. I wonder what the omega thinks >:)

Betas are probably pretty oblivious to the whole thing. Same way periods causing stomach problems isn’t a well known fact. I love the idea of both alphas and omegas desperately trying to hide their tummy problems. Maybe a very long, loud bathroom trip post heat clues a beta in. They don’t point it out, not wanting to cause embarrassment. But they do try to make the bathroom as comfortable as possible. They add some nicer lighting, snacks and water, plenty of wet wipes. They even do their best to make a tiny nest out of a rug and some blankets. They’re very happy to find the omega snoozing in it from time to time. Those post heat poops are no joke and really wear the poor thing out.

Junk food on top of a body that’s already so tumultuous sounds like a terrible idea! But unfortunately many people aren’t the best at planning for a rut/heat. Or maybe they just catch someone off guard. A poor omega tummy filled with fast food and sweets is bad news during a heat. Their tummy is bloated out a bit and they can hear sloshes as they desperately work a knotted toy into themselves. Their body is far too focused on being bred to let them get up and use the bathroom. They cum hard and as their body clenches down they have a biiiig accident in their nest. It’s liquidy and terrible, now their tummy hurts and they don’t have a clean nest to spend their heat in! Their instincts beg them for companionship and they end up calling their omega friend. They find them sniffling a nest that seems to be covered in….oh dear. The omega friend happily cleans them up, sure it’s messy, but their body goes through the same troubles. And they’re endlessly pleased that they were the first choice.

I highly encourage you to send asks if you think of more ideas!!! I liked this a lot

I hope you have a lovely night/day! Thank you for the ask ☺️

[weee99]

totally agree with your tags on that omegaverse post - i love the thought of heats/ruts wreaking havoc on the digestive system!

i feel like post-heat/post-rut constipation makes just as much sense as pre-heat/pre-hut urges to clear out - maybe people experience both. during heat/rut, where their body's only priority is sexual release, it would make sense for their digestion to slow down, for more water to be absorbed by the intestines than usual, and for the person to take short bathroom breaks and quickly get distracted away from the toilet.

most people probably rely on delivery or prepackaged snacks during their heat/rut, since they don't really have the patience/focus to cook, and that could make the digestive consequences as the heat/rut fades so much worse...

UGH you’re actually killing me with this. I think my kinks are best described as “involuntary bodily functions” so combining abo and bathroom stuff is so so good.

I love the idea of someone knowing their rut/heat is near when their regular bathroom trips start to become more infrequent. They find themselves unable to use the bathroom much even though they feel full. Their bladder refuses to release until their muscles are spasming from how full the poor organ is. Pooping is a lost cause. Maybe a few nuggets here or there if their guts are completely out of room. Other than that their asshole is shut tight. No amount of pushing will help.

Oh oh what if this issue resolves itself not when rut is over, but as soon as they’ve successfully bred their partner. They’ve knotted their omega and filled em up nice and full. Their hormonal brain can relax now that they’ve done their job. Unfortunately they relax a little too much. They’ve been so clogged up that as soon as they untense their sphincter the shit is right there and ready to come out. All the alpha can do is whine an apology before the damn breaks. The couple is locked tight together so the alpha has no option for privacy. They wheeze as they stretch taught around what feels like a never ending log. Hunched over on top of their omega as their face scrunches up and grunts leave their lips. I wonder what the omega thinks >:)

Betas are probably pretty oblivious to the whole thing. Same way periods causing stomach problems isn’t a well known fact. I love the idea of both alphas and omegas desperately trying to hide their tummy problems. Maybe a very long, loud bathroom trip post heat clues a beta in. They don’t point it out, not wanting to cause embarrassment. But they do try to make the bathroom as comfortable as possible. They add some nicer lighting, snacks and water, plenty of wet wipes. They even do their best to make a tiny nest out of a rug and some blankets. They’re very happy to find the omega snoozing in it from time to time. Those post heat poops are no joke and really wear the poor thing out.

Junk food on top of a body that’s already so tumultuous sounds like a terrible idea! But unfortunately many people aren’t the best at planning for a rut/heat. Or maybe they just catch someone off guard. A poor omega tummy filled with fast food and sweets is bad news during a heat. Their tummy is bloated out a bit and they can hear sloshes as they desperately work a knotted toy into themselves. Their body is far too focused on being bred to let them get up and use the bathroom. They cum hard and as their body clenches down they have a biiiig accident in their nest. It’s liquidy and terrible, now their tummy hurts and they don’t have a clean nest to spend their heat in! Their instincts beg them for companionship and they end up calling their omega friend. They find them sniffling a nest that seems to be covered in….oh dear. The omega friend happily cleans them up, sure it’s messy, but their body goes through the same troubles. And they’re endlessly pleased that they were the first choice.

I highly encourage you to send asks if you think of more ideas!!! I liked this a lot

I hope you have a lovely night/day! Thank you for the ask ☺️

[weee99]

Having thoughts about post poop mucous. It always feels so urgent and you think you have to poop more but when you sit down…it’s just a bunch of wet farts and gross mucous that comes out. Hardly even feels relieving, and you leave the toilet still feeling like you need to shit

Now Imagine someone who is being lovingly cleaning up after a terrible accident. They’re so tired after their catastrophic shit that it’s easy to convince them to pull down their pants. They’re on all fours with their face burning, but it’s nice to tended to and not berated for their accident. Their friend is wiping sludge and chunks off of their cheeks, before a gasp grabs their attention.

A long grumble comes from the sickie, the pain sharp and demanding. They drop to their arms and can’t help but push the cramp out. Their ass Is in the air, quivering hole on display for their kindly caretaker.

A spluttering fart propels thick globs of mucous. The sickie wails and apologizes as they make a mess of their friend. They wait for them to scream or shove them away, and shyly turn their head when they hear neither.

“Poor thing! Are you still hurting? Your stomach seems empty but you were pushing real hard just now.”

They’re unbothered by the small splatters of slime, and diligently continue to clean their sick friend up. Their stomach still feels off, and they are far too tired to try to hold it. But each time they push its only more goop that trails pitifully down their legs.

[just-hold-it]

When I say I'm into messing, I don't mean an "I want you to shit on me and then smear it on my face" way. I mean the "This person is losing control of the most personal bodily function and is teary-eyed and red-faced. They're barely holding on, but when it gets too much all they can do is pop a squat and empty their bowels right then and there in front of the person they trust and admire most. They're embarrassed beyond belief, here they are, frozen from mortification while they shit their pants, they want to speak but they're still grunting and trying to push everything out. There's a massive bulge in the back along with a tint of brown that is a massive indicator on what they just did and the smell is unbearable. They close their eyes as their partner stares at them, letting a couple of tears slip out in the process. But instead of ridicule like they were expecting, their partner wipes their tears and asks them if they feel better before offering to get a bath started." way

[weee99]

Having thoughts about post poop mucous. It always feels so urgent and you think you have to poop more but when you sit down…it’s just a bunch of wet farts and gross mucous that comes out. Hardly even feels relieving, and you leave the toilet still feeling like you need to shit

Now Imagine someone who is being lovingly cleaning up after a terrible accident. They’re so tired after their catastrophic shit that it’s easy to convince them to pull down their pants. They’re on all fours with their face burning, but it’s nice to tended to and not berated for their accident. Their friend is wiping sludge and chunks off of their cheeks, before a gasp grabs their attention.

A long grumble comes from the sickie, the pain sharp and demanding. They drop to their arms and can’t help but push the cramp out. Their ass Is in the air, quivering hole on display for their kindly caretaker.

A spluttering fart propels thick globs of mucous. The sickie wails and apologizes as they make a mess of their friend. They wait for them to scream or shove them away, and shyly turn their head when they hear neither.

“Poor thing! Are you still hurting? Your stomach seems empty but you were pushing real hard just now.”

They’re unbothered by the small splatters of slime, and diligently continue to clean their sick friend up. Their stomach still feels off, and they are far too tired to try to hold it. But each time they push its only more goop that trails pitifully down their legs.

[formerlyluckymanticore]

Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.

[emptydegenerate]

AI can't replicate my desperation

[bunkerair]

Degradation and praise in eprocto except its reversed>>

Someone groaning in embarrassment, pain and relief as gas pains move lower and lower down their abdomen. They made the mistake of eating something that didn't agree with them, and now their body is eager to relieve itself. Unfortunately, their partner is a bit of a sadist, and upon discovering their little problem, is massaging the gut in all the right ways, kissing their forehead and telling them they'll feel better in no time, and they're doing so well. They're super embarrassed, and their lover laughs hearing the suppressed farts hit their lap, feeling the sickly warmth hit them, and inhaling as deeply as possible to make them feel more humiliated.

Bonus points if the sadistic one comments on the smell, leaning in close to their poor partner's neck.

"Hmm, guess those spices really didn't agree with you, they're coming right out again. My poor angel. I don't mind though, you smell delicious."

[sirsimic]

Character A: "Wow, you really had to go, huh?"

Character B: *Panting and breathless moans of relief*

[squishy-growls]

A & J stories: needy (pt 2, final)

the thrilling, disgusting conclusion is here! thank you for the encouragement and the feedback <3 

to recap: subby pup JJ just started to unload, but A has greatly underestimated the amount of waste inside his precious pup’s bowels…

(contains pretty much the same warnings as last time: desperation, messing, petplay, piss, eprocto, gay boys and cuddles, nearly simultaneous orgasms, and a TON of shit - so much shit that this might almost count as hyperscat…)

enjoy! <3

(this is part two! the first part can be found here.)

Keep reading

[troubled-tums]

A woke up and lay in bed for a while, wondering why they were up. It was far too early for a weekend. Then, their stomach started aching viciously. A cramp hit them low down, and they wailed aloud, hands flying to their tummy.

B woke up instantly. "What is it?" they asked groggily, rubbing the sleep from their eyes as they sat up. "Oh. Do you think you ate something wrong?" Their hands were already on A's upset belly, pushing in right below their navel to try and help them out.

"Oh, god, please don't!" A begged, rolling away and falling on the floor with a thump. "My belly is killing me, I gotta, I gotta go to the, I gotta go..." They managed to stand up shakily and stumbled towards the toilet, but they were too slow.

Halfway there, their tummy gave an almighty cramp. Without their permission, liquid started leaking out of them, staining the back of their sleep pants. "Shh, it's OK," B soothed, rubbing their back as they stood there whimpering. "Just let it out. You'll feel better." A small explosion of gas and more liquid burst out of A as B touched their tummy, rubbing firmly to encourage them to relieve themself. With a little out of the way, A managed to get over to the bathroom and release the rest of whatever is torturing their tummy. They're doubled over for a long time on the toilet, panting and straining and whimpering as the mess leaves them.

B had stayed beside them all the while, comforting A as their guts turned themselves inside out. Finally, A cleaned up after a torturous half hour of agony, and they get back into bed.

Then, B groans. Something isn't sitting right in their belly...

[quirkybread]

my favorite things in bellyache/intestinal problems au!!

smol soft characters with bad belly problems!

- shy characters with bad belly cramps trying to discretely rub their bellies into submission while in public

-shy characters with bad bellyaches holding their bellies and trying to pass gas to make themselves feel better

-shy characters not being able to access and bathroom and their bellies are rumbling and hurting and every time they hurt they try to fart quietly and it feels a lot better; so they try to tough it out and just fart silently; getting super embarrassed when it stinks and turning red and praying no one knows it’s them (bonus if other people notice and look grossed out and the shy character with belly problems is humiliated and tries to hold all the gas in but end up making their bellies feel worse; 

- SO’s gently unzipping their sick partner’s tight pants and letting their bloated upset bellies roll out; soothing belly rubs that make the sick character feel better but then get really embarrassed when they fart. their partners gently reassure them, “better out than in”

- characters puking because their tummies hurt so much

-just,,,shy characters! having really bad bellyaches and gas

[rumisthings-deactivated20220722]

farts trapped behind a giant log >>>

bonus that the person is constipated so not only are they in pain and bloated from the waste clogging them they also have really bad gas cramps cause the farts are trapped

they have to gets loads of belly’s rubs and leg pumps to help but all it does is crush the tummy more and make it feel likes it about to burst sjsjsjsj

Agree anon, farts that sound muffled by a huge poop is just aaah so good.

I love when someone is so backed up all they want to do is to burst.

Bonus if the poop is so big they cry and doesn't want to let it out even if it's going to make them feel better afterwards

[caramellvodka]

Phrase ideas scat + fart

"too much pressure"

"I feel like I'm about to burst..."

"It hurts so much..."

"P-please help me..."

"I can't hold it any longer!" -before scat or eprocto.

"I can't... I just can't" -before scat or eprocto

"Please excuse me for this" -before scat or eprocto.

[caramellvodka]

Tummy ache Caretaker phrases.

"Your stomach feels hard..."

"OMG you are so bloated!"

"Have you seen your belly? It looks like a balloon *pokes It*"

" *hears gurgle* that doesn't sound good..."

"do you need something? You look uncomfortable and squirm too much"

"do you need the bathroom?"

"maybe you should try to sit on the toilet for a few minutes, give its time"

"your stomach hurts? You 're holding It"

"stop holding your farts/poop we have been together for so long"

"may I rub your stomach?"

[whumpcoree]

⚠️SCAT

Sorry if this is so messy, I was planning to delete it

A has a horrible case of anxiety induced tummy ache during a date with B. They are nervous and sweaty, feeling cramps running down his belly to their tiny hole, sending shivers to their spine. They feel the strong need to fart but what if it's wet? No way they are sharting on their first date!! Their stomach start to bloat and gurgle, making their problem painfully obvious. Finally B notices while they wait for their turn to the movie.

"Are you okay, A?'

"Ah? Yes! I am okay, don't worry."

"Umm well...do you need a bathroom stop? Our turn is in 10 minutes, we have time."

The mention of a bathroom makes A tense, feeling cramps. Suddenly the pressure is to much, they nod. B takes A to a bathroom and wait outside the cubicle, washing their hands. That makes A's butt clench, refusing to let go. They grunt a little bit as they try pushing.

"A? Was that you? Are you sure you're okay??" "I'm... I'm sorry...my stomach hurts so much..." "Awwie A...Why didn't you tell me? What's the matter? I can go buy medicines if you need them." "No B... I'm just nervous and that hurts my tummy."

"Oh fuck...Eeeh ...what should I do?" A blushes, a powerful cramp making A letting out a huge torrent of diarrhea into the bowl. Now they blush from the embarrasment, fat tears running down their cheeks, the smell was putrid.

"Please... don't say anything..."

"I-it's okay... I -"

"I'm disgusting. I'm so sorry, I'm so embarrased..." A wet fart making the situation more uncomfortable.

"Shit A...you are really sick of your tummy, this isn't disgusting this is sad. I will go fetch some medicine okay?"

"Please just ...go to the movie. I will join later."

"No, you are coming with me. Let me get you the medicine, diarrhea is dangerous! If you get dehydrated ...!"

"Please gooo!!! Just go! Leave me alone! I'm embarrased!!" B clenches their fist, taking a look at their phone. The movie already started two minutes ago. They rushed to the ticket office, exposing the situation asking for a refund or a ticket for later. The employee was understanding and offered help, but B waved it off. B ran to the pharmacy downstairs inside the mall.

"Good afternoon! Do you have any medicine without prescription? It's for diarrhea" A would be so embarrased to hear B so carefree talking about poop. They got a syrup and gas pills, rushing to the cinema. When they enter the bathrooms they hear A sobbing.

"Hey A please don't cry! I'm here, I got medicine. Open please."

"No way I'm opening the door..."

"Come on... I want to help you!"

"Our first date and I already killed all chances to be with you..."

"What are you talking about A? I don't care, it's not disgusting, It just makes me sad, and kinda impressed how long you held diarrhea. Please let me in! I will give you the medicine!"

They heard a few more plops, at least it doesn't sound like diarrhea.

A unlocked the door, tears streaming down their face.

"Awww A..."

B cleans A's tears. They grab the plastic lid of the medicine and poured the syrup. They gave the lid to A, helping them drink.

B started to rub A 's back.

"It's okay A, I'm here... I promise you I'm here and I plan to stay. Take this moment has a fireproof. My opinion about you hasn't changed, I love you, okay? I changed our ticket, we enter next session, 1 hour later. Let's take it easy okay? I bought soft drinks to help you rehydrate. Let's go!

[bellajacksonstories-deactivated]

Sick Boy snippet series 2 "poop warning"

The boy sat on the crowded uncalm couch. Loud music was playing. Drunk people dancing, shouting, laughing.

He had been invited to a houseparty by his crush. The boy was so nervous and anxious and really didn't enjoy parties like this but decided to go as he wanted so desperately to fit in and to see his crush.

The boy looked around, hoping his crush was gonna come to his rescue and save him from this nightmare but the crush was no where to be seen.

He got more and more anxious and felt completely out of place and awkward. The living, crowded couch made his body unwillingly jump up and down, from side to side. Bumping into the people he was squeezed between. He felt a sudden ache in his lower belly and the urge to use the bathroom.

The boy panicked, bolted up and ran to the bathroom. phew. it wasn't occupied. He ran in and locked the door behind him, closed his eyes and emitted a long sigh. His belly gave out a loud growl and the boy hunched over with a hand on his lower abdomin, moaning.

He pulled his pants down and sat on the toilet. The cold seat sent a shiver up his spine. He could hear the music and murmur of the crowd. On occasion someone tried the doorhandle and even knocked. The boy sat quiet as a mouse with his hands on his belly. He pushed hesitantly and in short rounds as he was afraid that anyone would hear if he succeeded to poop. He had the feeling that it would get really noisy and messy if he pushed too hard.

His belly was really hurting now and he desperately needed relief but this toilet was right in the middle of a passageway and the hallway outside was busy like a trainstation. If only he had made it to a more secluded toilet but he didn't know his way around the house. He was stuck here.

The anxiousness and the continious noise made his system frreeze up completely. His belly was still hurting and he was beginning to feel a bit nausious too. He gave it one last push but nothing happened other than a sickening feeling in his stomach.

He needed some fresh air but he was afraid to come out. What if someone noticed that he had been in there for the good part of an hour, or worse, call him out on it.

This was the anxiety speaking. Of course no one would notice him. They were all drunk and probably didn't even care.

He washed up and opened the door slowly. The door was yanked open from the outside "FINALLY" a big dude yelled. The boy bolted out the door and ran through the crowded hallway, bumping into people. He was so desperate to get outside.

Someone was watching him from a distance.

The boy finally found his way to the garden. No one was out here as it was a bit chilly. He found a bench in a private corner and sat down. As he started to rest into the seat of the bench, the ache came back. the sickening ache had been overpowered by adrenalin when he ran out. But now he felt it again. The urge to find a bathroom rose but there was no way he was going back inside. The boy clutched his belly and clenched his hole as a bubbling growl sounded as a last warning.

He couldn't hold it. He looked around desperately for a secluded bushy area further away from the house. He had no way of cleaning himself but he didn't have a choice. He was gonna poop wether he liked it or not.

He bolted up and ran towards an area he had picked as a safe place. In his desperation he didn't notice that someone had been following him outside and now knew where he was gonna do his business.

He ripped his pants down and squatted in the cold moist dirt between two masive bushes. His belly growled and bubbled. It hurt so bad it made the boy sob. He began pushing but stopped abrubtly when he heard the snap of a stick on the ground. Terrified his eyes flickered around in the dusky atmosphere. was someone here ? He panicked. once again his system worked against him. "oh gawd. C'mon" he whispered to himself. He pushed again, hard but nothing happened. His intestines let out a long bubbly growl.

"ooow" the boy cried out. It hurt so bad the nausia came back. He covered his mouth with a hand and clenched his eyes shot. Not this too. Why was this happening to him.

As he sat there squatting. one hand covering his mouth, the other resting on his aching belly, he heard footsteps. No no no! " don't come closer, please" he cried out. "plea.." his voice cracked as a spasm and growl went through his upset insides. The boy was so mentally exhausted and his body was not agreeing with him. He started sobbing. He tried to push to get this sickening ache out of his system and right as he did so a girl appeared from behind the bushes.

"H...hi..uum..i'm sorry to barge in on you like this but... i've been watching you and i've been wanting to ask if you're OK all night but i've been too nervous. Gawd, this is a bad time. isn't it. My timing always sucks" The girl looked down on her feet, kicking at the dirt.

The boy was absolutely frozen with fear. He just sat there. couldn't move or speak. This didn't happen. It couldn't. This was a bad dream, surreal. He was squatting, pants down, belly aching and growling, nausias. he was about to push out sick poo and his crush just walked in on him. He wanted to just die right then and there.

"Please" he sobbed" Please go away. Don't look. Please just..." His head was lowered, eyes closed. He was hoping she would just vanish so he could take care of business. His belly was in so much pain. Horrified, the boy protested as his body unwillingly started to push. The sick shit needed to be expelled. He tried to clench up his hole but to no avail. He could feel how his bowels were forcing the shit toward his open ready anus.

Then something unexpected happened. The girl came closer and kneeled down next to him. She wrapped an arm around his back and placed a hand on his knee. The boy opened his eyes and looked at the girl. She smiled and he suddenly felt relaxed, safe. what was happening.

A loud growl from the boys aching belly interrupted the mutual stare. "hnngg ooow, it hurts" the boy cried " i have to get this out. I can't hold it anymore"

"Go on" said the girl. " I'll be here to help you calm down so you can finally go"

Something in her voice suddenly made everything feel ok. feel natural.

A huge bubbly growl made the boy clutch his belly and moan. The girl ran her hand up and down his back and with a big push all the overdue shit came sputtering out of the boy. Finally!

It kept coming out of him in waves as he pushed. " it hurts so much" he cried. His poor belly contracting non stop. More waves, sputtering sounds. Every growl made his belly contract and he urgently pushed, expelling more liquid out of his hole.

the last couple of pushes didn't result in anything and the boy relaxed. His legs had started to cramp from the everlasting squatting posision. Now what ? He was a mess.

The girl pulled out a roll of toiletpaper from her bag. She had anticipated the outcome. The boy was grateful. The girl gave him some privacy to clean himself.

She stood on the lawn looking up at the moon when the boy appeared from behind the bushes. He looked at her. Her face had a particular glow in the moonlit air. His heart skipped a beat. He walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her. The other hand was rubbing his still sore belly. She turned around and pulled on his sleeve. He followed her to the bench he had sat on earlier. She sat down and gestured for him to lay down with his head in her lap. As he did, the girl lovingly started rubbing his belly to soothe it.

The boy was completely relaxed now. he closed his eyes and sighed with relief and content.