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I haven't been this gassy in a long time thank you inulin

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good morning today we're thinking about characters ripping ass while on the phone. either downplaying it and blaming the sudden clap in the background as construction or acknowledging it with a cheeky "whoops, my bad!" before continuing to chat like nothing happened

also consider: characters farting into the receiver for their partner/fuckbuddy/etc on the other line

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couples that fart together, stay together 🫶

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true love is when they grope your butt after you eat a greasy meal, and you're farting like your life depends on it... 😮‍💨

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There was an episode of a popular cartoon recently (not saying the name just so it doesn’t show up in the show’s tags) where one character was given a “second alcohol stomach” so that she could drink even more than is physically safe for human beings. We see her swallow the second stomach, and it even temporarily inflates her midsection before settling back down into a normal shape.

So obviously, versions of this device optimized for fart fetishes immediately began flooding my brain.

I keep imagining a scenario where someone invents a second-stomach device (along with a small length of large intestine that connects to the primary large intestine, but just “second-stomach” is catchier) to allow for absolutely pigging out at buffets and huge meals. The sensation of eating can be wonderful until you hit natural limits. Not only is there only so much space in your stomach, but there’s also the sensation of feeling sick after eating too many fats/sugars/salts/etc., the negative effects of eating too much of certain things, and (what the diet industry is concerned about) eventual weight gain.

The inventor presents their the second stomach device as a solution to all those problems. It contains its own separate digestive system that uses the inventor's own (totally safe!) patented digestive fluid and microbiome (sold separately, but it won’t cost you an arm and a leg). The second stomach is super flexible and breaks down EVERYTHING. You won’t need to worry about storing fat or spiking blood sugar when everything gets digested and disposed of. You can switch between your primary digestive system (eat, gain nutrients, etc.) or the second stomach as you please, which means as long as you remember to eat standard meals with Stomach #1 for nutritional purposes, you can save eating all the junk for your second stomach and make it have little to no impact on your body.

However, there are a few issues keeping the inventor from being able to sell their second stomach. The first is that while weight gain technically isn’t an issue, large amounts of food entering the torso still bloat people up, even temporarily. While the second stomach swells easily and without pain, human skin still needs to catch up, so there’s a bit of an adjustment period when people try to eat as much as they can.

The second is what happens after digestion. There’s still solid waste to deal with, but what really surprises second stomach testers after a huge meal is the gas. The digestive fluid and bacteria may leave some solids behind, but it can break down a surprising amount of things (way more than you’d expect) into gases. You may not be putting on pounds or overdosing on sugar/salt, but you pay for that by dealing with an inhuman amount of gas. It can come out of both ends, but farting is the most common.

Finally, any invention comes with risks. What happens when the second stomach’s digestive fluids or bacteria find their way into the primary digestive system? Fortunately, the digestive fluid was designed so that there’s no risk of it damaging/digesting the body from the inside out, so that’s all good. The bacteria are a different matter. It’s supposed to only survive long enough for the digestive process in the second stomach/intestine, then be effectively “dead��� once waste enters the primary intestines for excretion. But if, by chance, enough of it is still alive in the primary intestines, and your primary microbiome decides to adopt the bacteria as a part of your intestines’ gut flora, then...

Well, the good news is that since the digestive fluid remains in the second stomach, you’ll still get nutrients from what you eat in the primary stomach. You won’t be lacking nutrition. The bad news is that anything you eat from either stomach will be getting broken down into far more flatulence. If you don’t invest time and money into resetting your gut biome, you’ll probably be a gasbag for the rest of your life.

The inventor (aka, the first victim of this last side effect) doesn’t know what everyone’s so worried about. They’ve certainly adjusted, and they don’t mind being living proof of the progress of science.

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So. Funny story.

I was mainly exposed to the phrase “bricked up” here, on kink Tumblr. Personally, this phrase isn’t very intuitive when deducing its meaning with no context. However, since eprocto stuff often overlaps with scat stuff (which I’m not into; I just see scat stuff pop up occasionally on my dash because of this. No offense to those who are into scat, of course, just different tastes!), I assumed my own interpretation: getting constipated. I think this is because it reminded me of the phrase “blocked up."

This meant that for a longer amount of time than I'd like to admit, I thought countless people were saying that horny stuff was getting them super constipated.

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buttoned-up prudes with gas raunchy enough to make your head spin >>>

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Having real fart related stories to talk about is actually so fun and I love reading about them.

For instance, I have a very small friend group, but they all know about my gassy tendencies. Once, we were at the mall and had gotten on an escalator, two of them were behind me. I was feeling pretty gassy and my stomach had started to hurt. I'm honestly a shy public farter, so I didn't wanna announce I had to fart in case someone else heard. I ended up ripping a really quiet rumbly fart without warning them. I distinctly remember feeling a little embarrassed when I heard them complain about the smell and saw them covering their noses with their shirts after we got off. Safe to say, I am no longer allowed to be the first to go up any kind of stairs.

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I'm slowly getting better and getting back on my gassy shenanigans again! XD I'm behind on putting a compilation together, sounds like I'll have another one I'll have to put together! ( - ᴗ •́ ) Want to make me fart more? ;D

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Honestly I just wanted to draw his butt lol

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cruel that so few are writing about gassy tboys getting their pussy eaten out as they rip ass.

maybe he's shy about it and keeps apologizing but just can't hold back those potent little farts slipping out of him as he succumbs to his pleasure.

or, maybe he's cocky about it, entangling his hand in your hair as he forces out a huge, rumbling fart that fills your nose and mouth with the smell of his ripe gas.

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the most important part of the character creation process is picking a food or meal that makes them rattle the chair for several hours

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my love of farts is centered around three things: embarrassment, relief, and gastronomic voyeurism

it's why i enjoy relief observance too, it's the above amplified. that said, i can always enjoy a windy character on their own. i can't do the reverse, they gotta be windy when they're dropping trou

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anon requests 💨

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the feeling of wanting to fart all over a cutie's face while they helplessly whimper vs. the feeling of wanting to give a cutie head while they rip some absolutely foul farts is killing meeeeee...

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genuinely don't fucking understand how you can think fat men are ugly or disgusting or whatever. whenever i see a fat man i'm filled with joy and lust

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treating you fart freaks to some of my favorite descriptions of farts I've written recently:

"A huge, bubbly burst exploded from his backside. The bathroom was overcome with the stench of heavy, cheesy gas, dense like a fog."

"When the pressure built up, he let it out in the form of a thundering fart that dragged on for upwards of five seconds and sounded like a mild earthquake. After it ended, he panted a few times, trying to catch his breath after such a massive outburst, and let out a small sigh. It had felt incredible, and his bowels were begging him for more."

"A raucous fart tore out of him, sloppy and wet sounding as he covered his mouth in shock. It slapped loudly against his ass cheeks as it smacked the innocent wall with the smell of his last meal."

"Letting out a small grunt of exertion, he tensed his abdomen and pushed out the swampiest, most wretched fart of the night. As he beared down, it gurgled loudly into his pants, like someone blowing bubbles through a straw."

which one is your favorite...