idktums
idktums
idk, tummies!
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Rune 🥤 adult 🍰 any prounouns 🍑 belly/stuffing/burping/etc kink blog. This is not a fat fetish blog. Fat ppl are hot, it's not a fetish it's called having eyes 😛
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idktums · 9 days ago
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Chocolates before bed
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idktums · 10 days ago
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Bonnie got herself a big snack in the back room again
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idktums · 11 days ago
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KBV🤰🥰❤️
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idktums · 12 days ago
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Excuse me
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idktums · 13 days ago
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Cinematic Pt. 1
All caught up with requests now! I think this is also the hottest thing I've ever written. Second person POV stories are underrated. Thank you, Anon, for the gurgly, achy, movie date idea!
Please keep sending me prompts, y'all!
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You feel your heart pounding as the lights dim in the theater. Your date promised you that the next flick that you would go see would be a horror film, and this one had been on your watch list for a while. Alessa, your date, is all about the full movie experience and had you save seats while she went to get her favorite movie treats--a huge tub of popcorn, and the biggest cherry icee that she could find. Settled next to you, she's excitedly eating the popcorn while y'all gently discuss what trailers look good, and which films you'd skip since you saw the only shots worth watching in the trailer.
"Hey, save some of your popcorn for the film!" you chuckle, snagging a handful as Alessa swats your hand away. "And you can share, you know. You could smuggle a toddler in that bucket. No way can you eat all that popcorn by yourself."
"Watch me!" Alessa whispers, sticking her tongue out at you. You plan to--the two of you had been dating for over a year now, and while Alessa didn't necessarily share your kink for tummy aches, stuffing, noises, and such, she saw no harm in indulging you. She found it kinda cute that she could fluster you so easily, just by showing a little extra skin around her midriff, trailing her fingers around her navel, or commenting about how her belly felt and the things it was doing offhand.
The opening credits roll, and you find yourself checking her popcorn progress. At least a quarter of the gargantuan tub is packed away, with Alessa showing no signs of slowing down any time soon. In the light of the silver screen you look for any note of distress on her face. There's nothing but joy as she is lost in the experience of watching a movie in the theater, eating and drinking almost absentmindedly.
About 20 minutes later, you hear your date shift in her seat a bit. From the corner of your eye, you notice that she stifles a burp and presses a hand to her stomach. It's too dark for you to notice any changes to her belly, but you do see that over half the popcorn is gone. Your heart picks up its pace a little at the idea of what must be going on inside her--most junk food turns her tummy into an achy, bubbling, bloated mess, and the sugar-laden icee combined with the salty, buttery popcorn aren't going to do her any favors.
Not long after, during a silent moment in the movie, you just barely hear a small hiccup, followed by an almost imperceptible moan from your date. A whisper of a gurgle follows. You focus all your attention on listening to your right, where Alessa is sitting. You hear a small whimper that accompanies a thick, deep churn. The noise that emanates from her belly lasts for about 5 seconds and cuts off with a sick-sounding squelch. You turn to look.
It becomes incredibly apparent where all the popcorn and icee went. Alessa's belly bulges under her cable-knit sweater, rising and falling laboriously. She sits, leaning back slightly, in an attempt to keep her jeans from digging into her body. Her brows are knitted together in pain as she snakes a hand under her sweater to rub at her aching belly. Her sweater rides up a bit, revealing smooth, pale skin. The reds and blues of the movie play over her exposed skin. You note the lump of her hand moving in slow circles under her sweater as she attempts to soothe her belly. Another series of thick, cascading gurgles bubble out of her stomach in protest, and you note how the hand under the sweater pauses as her free hand flies to her stomach before another crampy groan churns forth. You swallow hard.
kkkkrrllllghhhlllllllll
She whimpers again.
"You OK?" you whisper, leaning close.
"No, I--hnngh--I think I overdid it with the popcorn and such. I'm so bloated, just look at me!"
You feel your cheeks flush as you allow your eyes to wander slowly over the smooth curve of her abdomen. Your heart threatens to jump out of your chest.
"Are you doing this to me on purpose?" you whisper hoarsely. You see her eyes glint as an explosion on screen lights up the theater. She leans forward, her expression unreadable. Her lips are just inches from yours.
"Yes." Her hand squeezes your thigh as she leans toward you, her other hand gently taking yours and placing it firmly on her belly, under her sweater. Thank god this theater is nearly empty.
Immediately, you feel her belly bubbling under your palm. Her stomach flinches in time with a particularly loud, sharp, and brief squelch. There is some give, some softness to her skin, and the heat of her body radiates gently into your palm. She moans, leaning into your touch. Her tummy's sounds coupled with the tangible gurgling under your hand reminds you of a pot of soup that's hit a rolling boil.
"Do you feel it?"
You certainly do. If your mouth went any drier you wouldn't be able to speak. "Yeah. Your belly's going nuts."
"I don't know why I do this to myself," she moans, her fingers trailing as they release their grip on your thigh. She holds your hand to her belly as she leans back in the movie seat, its contents sloshing as she moves. "Popcorn always does this to me."
Her belly shudders as another series of gurgles and churns tear through her. "I don't think I can make it through the movie," she whispers huskily, locking eyes with you. "Take me home?"
The multiple layers of meaning in that question have you hurriedly gathering your things and helping her out to the car. Her belly required way more attention than could be provided in the theater.
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idktums · 14 days ago
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i had some weird ass burps today 😅
i was working on sumn while recording, so thats why u can hear some keyboard sounds + my voice every now and then! sorry abt that :)
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idktums · 15 days ago
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A little private time indulgence beheehe
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idktums · 16 days ago
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stuffed hiccups are so fucking hot
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idktums · 17 days ago
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After a weekend of absolutely stuffing my face multiple times a day, one of you bought me enough mcdonalds breakfast to feed a small family ♡ my belly is screaming at me to stop 🥺 but I can't
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idktums · 18 days ago
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I told myself I’d stop… but how can I ?? When my goal is outgrow🤰 myself 🤤 🤭
Burping out loud🤭
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idktums · 19 days ago
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That fat elf is driving me crazy, she looks so pathetic and easy to bully... such a softy cutie im drooling
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Noooooo….. her???? Nooooo….
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idktums · 1 month ago
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Another day and this piggy is stuffed again. Burger King makes me so bloated and gassy. 🐷🍔🍟🍽️🐖
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idktums · 1 month ago
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Hajime Kinoko
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idktums · 1 month ago
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2 weeks on a strict fast food diet vibes 🫢
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idktums · 1 month ago
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tried a new bloating/burping recipe
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idktums · 1 month ago
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just wait for it😆
this lil sushi stuffing clip and much more u know where🤍
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idktums · 1 month ago
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