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I made more🐇💕

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ngl the more “problematic” a person is the more i wanna ride them til i pass out

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Why the long face, anon? Who are you, really?

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Name a character who…

⌛ …would win in a timed eating competition.

🥧 …would win in an eating competition that isn't timed.

🌕 …has an impressively big tummy when they're full, either by size alone or just compared to their body.

🐻 …has a big tummy in general, even when it's empty.

🥘 …can eat a lot without feeling sick.

🥜 …doesn't need to eat much before they don't feel so good.

🫥 …tries to hide their belly when it's sticking out.

👋 …will lean back and pat their belly when they're stuffed.

👕 …always seems to have their shirt a little snug around the middle.

💺 …might get stuck in a restaurant booth.

🫧 …swallows a lot of air when they eat.

🧋 …is more likely to be bloated with liquid than with food.

😋 …has a particularly noisy belly when it's empty.

🔊 …has a particularly noisy belly when it's full.

🌬️ …tends to get burpy/gassy.

🪨 …has a tight, hard belly when they're stuffed.

🧸 …has a soft, plush belly no matter how bloated they are.

📏 …has a belly that tends to push out forward when they're bloated.

🏀 …has a belly that tends to bulge at the sides when they're bloated.

🫄 ...will show off their belly when they're stuffed.

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Puppygirl that is being punished for doing a bad thing by forcibly being locked in her cage and starved. It's been days. She's weak from the lack of nutrients. Her belly is concaved. Her stomach is hollow, achey and she only gets relief from this sensation when her stomach actually growls - which is becoming more and more frequent as the days pass. The only thing she can fill her belly with is water from her dish that her owner still filled for her, which did nothing but just make the hunger pangs sound wet. Other than that, her owner ignores her pleas for food or other attention in general. Sometimes she's given scraps of her owner's leftovers. Sometimes it's a single piece of meat or just bone. The tiny morsels of food only upset her stomach more, making it growl louder.

Eventually her owner lets her out of the cage because she's been good about her punishment, but food is still off the table for now. The exhausted, suffering puppygirl is forced to let her perverted owner play with her empty belly. She presses down on her stomach, which makes the hunger and the growls more intense, as she teases her verbally for being hungry and telling her maybe she'll be fed next week if she continues to be good.

Of course that isn't true. The next day, her owner decides to finally feed her. And feed her A LOT. The puppygirl wakes up to the smell of food. Her belly is going absolutely wild. Her owner fills her bowl with an assortment of food. She keeps eating, she keeps filling, and she keeps eating. Eventually her stomach rounds out, packed to the BRIM with food, and the rest of the day is aftercare while her owner rubs her satisfied, stuffed, gurgly tummy.

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Plans for today:

Eat the same chinese food that bloated me up and made me go "uh-oh", but this time I'll order TWO menus.

Then I'll eat sugar free gummies,drink some prune juice and if I have enough time,I'll make a cake mix shake.

That combo was suggested by the cutest @cleverprincestudent0897 ✨️

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Ignore the fact that I'm back after a 2+ year long absence. But ufhhh- my stomach is just begging me to fill it with air,,,,,~ and damn does it feel as good as ever

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Even if I'm not usually active, yes!

Reblog if belly noises turn You on... I need Friends with the same tastes lol ❤️

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These are mine. The original pics are at the top. For if you wanna use them too, they're not made by me.

This was fun I need more of these 🥹

Thank you @ autisticbailey_ for these 💓

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Besides Yuri, she's like. My second fav?? AAAAAA

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Yuri from DDLC has Autism. And in this Essay I will-

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I might write something like this, if only I have the patience. And my brain isn't that dean enough to actually write enough.

Okay so, just imagine--

A, for whatever reason, has been too busy/generally unable to have had anything to eat all day, but then they're asked to do something very energy consuming. Since they haven't eaten, they're more sluggish and tired and oh so hungry. Their stomach giving them constant reminders doesn't help at all.

Their partner, B, notices A not looking all that hot, and tries to ask them what's wrong and all of that. A, not one to admit when anything is troubling them, tries to just play it off as general exhaustion, only for a loud, deep growl to come out of their empty stomach. Obviously, B hears said noise, and whatever happens after is up to you.

But just, i m a g i n e --

Omg

I am imagining respectfully 👀

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If ya'll haven't seen my recent posts, and is just now seeing this. Hello, it's me again. Athena- I'm starting to try and be more active around here, cause I know that there was a time that I haven't really posted stuff in years. But yeah! Guess you can say I changed a good bit since then. I consider myself to be Aromantic now, I'm 19. I'm trying to handle my depression more better, I am eating better in general. Some of ya'll probably know me from either my association of certain fandoms, like Camp Camp/Cookie Run in the past. Or you may know me from my stomach noise kink, and has talked plenty about it before. Regardless of where you HAPPEN to know me from, guess I can make it official. And say that I am coming back to posting on here.

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This may or may not give me an idea for a potential fanfic,, <3

I will literally never get tired of the trope featuring someone who loves cooking and is really good at it frequently having their partner be their taste tester and they never leave without a full belly and they gradually put on a few over time, belly peeking out of their shirt, spilling over their pants, arms, thighs, and face softening up while receiving lots more cuddles and kisses from their love,,,, it's just,,, Peak Soft Feedism

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Smiling Friends × DDLC crossover idea? (TW for mentions of self harm and suicide)

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I can see Pim and Charlie suddenly being transported into the DDLC universe, insert Charlie having this pretty bad gut feeling. Cause it "Reminds him too much of Highschool, and that's why he dropped out early." Pim would definitely be the one to go for Sayori, and Charlie would most likely go for Yuri. Both of them trying their best to help out the individual girls, insert Monika starting to mess around with the girls files, and chaos ensues. Pim notices Sayori slowly succumbing to her depression, and he tries his hardest to try and cheer her up. But to no avail, as he sees her hangself in the classroom, as opposed to inside her house. Insert Pim having a huge breakdown in front of her lifeless body, wondering to himself "What did I do wrong? I tried my best, why- why would she do this!?" Charlie then witnesses Yuri cutting herself, and eventually stabbing herself. The sight and smell of the blood makes Charlie throw up in his mouth a bit, both of them are sat there, watching all the Club Members perish in front of them. When they were all acting just fine a few minutes ago, they are then confronted by Monika, the Literature Club President, she gives each of them a decision. Either leave the club, and one of them will die. Or accept her confession to stay here forever, and nobody gets hurt. Both of them choose to stay with her, but plot twist: it was all a huge fucking lie. She goes to Charlie's memory file, and deletes him from the game. Pim has no choice but to experience his own friend, "dying" in front of his eyes yet again. He thinks back to when Charlie died from having a massive tree fall on top of him, the sheer weight crushing his whole body. But despite all that happening in front of him and his other coworker friends, he managed to come back. Surely this will be the same, right? It's not like he's gone forever..or anything- Monika is definitely not gonna bring him back, she pleads for Pim to listen to her every whim, and then maybe. Just maybe, she'll decide to bring Charlie back.

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(This is a Smiling Friends fic I wrote a week ago. But now I am posting it here, CW for smut, drinking. And a small mention of domestic abuse. And also, this is a pretty long fic. I hope ya'll at least enjoy it, I haven't wrote in years until a week ago)

*There was something so great about a rainy day in April. The fresh smell of Petrichor in the air, the grass and local flora soaking up the dew in the morning, and for what seems to be a bright and new awakening in the world. Well, at least that's what Pim would always say for days like these. Charlie doesn't really seem to think of it like that, nor care less. After all, it usually means extra work in the office for the two of them. He could really use a day off right around now, what with all the work they've been doing these days. Attending to the needs of people who need to smile the most, he sits and looks up at the TV in the corner. Hoping for something good to be on, nah. Just that one weird alien show that Pim seems to take great pleasure in watching so much, Charlie turns his head to look at Pim.*

"Hey uh, Pim- wanna go with me and get some Salty's? I can really go for some right now."

"Sure thing- Iiii thought we weren't going to go back there. Ever since the..incident occurred." *Pim nervously rubs his arm, remembering the day that Simon S. Salty was found dead in his own restaurant, gives him the chills just thinking about it. Not to mention the mascots running loose around the boulevard, and doing who knows what.*

"I'll let you get the Cucumber Special. If you'd like?" Charlie says, a little bit belligerent on his part.

"Really? I thought you said that it was. Excuse my language- garbage, that they were forcing themselves to be healthy." *Pim exclaims, looking up at Charlie with a quizzical look on his face.*

"Yeah, well. I still think it's absolute bullshit, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop you because of it. Am I?" "Wouldn't you normally try to do that, though? How come you're suddenly being so nice?" *Pim asks, he knows that Charlie wouldn't really ever be this nice to him. In all the time that they've been working together, he finds it a bit unusual for Charlie to be acting like this. He decides to keep the thoughts and other various questions to himself, for the time being.*

"Keep those questions to yourself. Alright? You're gonna be making it sound like I'm only doing this, just cause I'm owning you a favor of some kind." *Charlie sighs to himself. He doesn't wanna admit that it's because of the whole incident with him dying, and thought that being nice and not as reluctant to work would get him payed more.*

"Sorry bout that-"

"I am gonna get the umbrella, and we will be ready." *Charlie goes to find the umbrella, only to find out that Alan was using as for..something? Who knows what. Probably his worm compost.*

"Had any luck with finding it?" *Pim shouted from across the corner.*

"Uhhhh nope- not at all. But no worries about that. We can just take a quick stroll around. You'll be alright with that. Right?" *Charlie says, looking down at Pim with his usual somewhat deadpan expression.*

*Pim looks up at Charlie once again. And nods, he's still pretty confused about as to why Charlie would still act like this. Maybe he'll ask him over at Salty's? He thought it would be feel a bit more nice, seeing Charlie not act as cynical as he usually is. But it feels kind of weird and off.*

*After a few minutes of just strolling along, both of them finally get to Salty's, Charlie looks around and sees that they have another new menu item. Or rather, a whole new bunch of items, now seeming to offer a bunch of different drinks. Daiquiri's. Martini's. Different selections of pretty poor quality Gins and Rums. A..pickleback? Neither of them have ever heard of it, must be one of their new limited time specials.*

"Since when did Salty's offer drinks? Seems like a very obvious half-assed way to get customers to a very old restaurant. They really need some new renovation. How about it, Pim? You're down for some drinks?" *Charlie says to himself, eyeing himself to one of the Martini's.*

*Pim swallows nervously.* "Charlie- Y-You know I'm not much of a drinker, I don't even drink at all!"

"You cannot say that you drank, even once- are you serious?" *Charlie shoots his head to look at Pim. Staring at such disbelief.*

"I'm being serious, I never drank before. It..reminds me of how my father would get drunk and beat me-" *Pim starts trailing off at the end, looking down and nervously fiddling around with his fingers. Before putting his head back up, to meet with Charlie's gaze. Shaking his head.*

*Charlie shrugs it off, and orders a couple of Martini's for himself and Pim. And two seperate shots of the Pickleback as finishing shots. *

"I'll let you take the first drink, drink up now~" *Charlie says teasingly, with a small smirk across his face. Already drinking down his first glass.*

*Pim looks down at his glass, and starts taking slow sips of the Martini's. The taste enveloping itself around his tongue. Slow sips started turning into more of gulps as the time seems to slowly pass by.

*Charlie stops himself on the second glass, to get himself a short breather. Then he goes back to drinking again. Chuckling to himself and taking off his hoodie. To make sure he doesn't spill his drink on it, that. And to avoid himself from getting "too hot." As he says.* "Whoa shit- is it getting hot in here. Or is it jussst me? You hanging in there, Pim?"

*Pim is already feeling pretty drunk as soon as Charlie has gone to his second drink. And he's only on one so far. Seems like he's a pretty light drinker, one more drink and he might legitimately pass out. He just simply nods to Charlie.*

"How many fingers am I holding up?" *Charlie holds out 3 of his 4 fingers.*

"Hmmmmm, 4?" *Pim giggles to himself, slouching so far back into the seat, half of his lower body is sliding off.*

"Duuuddeee- are you THAT wasted already? Look at yourself, what would the boss say about this? Ughhhh-" *Charlie gets up from his seat. To pick up Pim from off of his, he sets him down on the seat once again.*

*Pim sidles himself to near Charlie, and kisses him on the cheek, not knowing a single thing about whatever is happening right now.*

"Pim w-what the fuck man?" *Charlie replied, a small blush appearing on his face, could be from the alcohol, could be from that..totally unexpected kiss, he's definitely not gonna say which, though.*

"Iiiiii am sooo sorry Charlie~ Hhhehehe~" *Pim retorted. Before seeing himself be picked up by Charlie, walking out of Salty's, he sees Charlie drunkenly draping his hoodie over him.*

"Mr Boss is gonna fffuckin skin us if he sees us like this, especially you. Just..- just try to act cool, I can hhhhandle myself better than you can." *Charlie says, as he holds onto the wasted Pim, kicking the office door open, as he heads into his room. Dropping Pim off onto the bed.*

*Charlie exits out of the room. To go take a quick shower and freshen himself up. After a quick few minutes, he wraps a towel around himself. And goes to check up on Pim, who still has Charlie's hoodie draped over him, didn't even bother to take it off of himself? Does he- does he hear moaning coming from underneath the Hoodie? Well fuck- guess Charlie learned something new about Pim. He seems to get pretty horny when he's intoxicated, would have never known this to be the case, if he didn't witness it, or more rather. Heard it first hand, he leans over and grabs the hoodie off of Pim. Aaannndddd yep, there it is. Pim with a pretty noticeable boner, only a small bit concealed by his underwear, ain't no used in Pim trying to clumsily conceal it now.*

"Charlieeeee! Hi! What am I doing here?" *Pim tries to get used to the situation that he is in right now. But he still has no idea of what is going on. His mind feels all but not a blur, he sat himself up on the bed. From how he was originally laying down.*

*Charlie just- looks at Pim. Not saying a single word, eyes oddly fixated onto Pim's bulge. Then quickly went to look up at him. Blushing a bit more then he did before.*

"You okay, Charlie?" *Pim cocks his head to the side, in confusion. Until he sees what Charlie was seeing.* "Oh my- I am so sorry for..this- this isn't usually like me."

"Just remind me for when you're done pitching that tent of yours. I'll be out, and get myself some lunch." *Charlie lightly stumbles into the kitchen, shuts the door behind him, and decides to fish out some leftovers from the night before, all meanwhile thinking about..whatever the fuck was going on with Pim.*

*Charlie is currently passed out, with his head on the table, as he was done eating lunch. Glep hops on the table and slaps him across the face, ouch- talk about a wake up call.*

"Gabhapabsohridneo-"

"I am aware of my current circumstances, what the fuck am I gonna do with Pim?" *Charlie sighs, having his hand over his head. "Waking up" with a headache is not a nice thing to experience.*

"Haojsksneydpendyzbe?"

"I am NOT gonna do that! You're fucking nuts dude. Out of all the shitty ideas you've spouted out your mouth. That is one of the worst ideas ever."

"Isbdubdpen. Hydbdidbegwondyxin-"

"That is not something that should even be discussed, that's too far up my alley." *From how Charlie is reacting to this, seems like Glep is trying to insinuate something to him.*

"Isdjdibdpwnwidhnsidbdifndi."

"..Fine- I'll go and do it! This is only gonna be a one time thing! Can't believe this shiiitttt." *Charlie awkwardly goes to open the door, and closes it behind him, the atmosphere feels so..strange, yet intoxicating? He admits, it's probably the most strangest thing, to see his co-worker be so pent up like this. But he has to try and help him somehow, after all. It's their job to do, not only to help other people. But each other as well, even if it has to be in the most awkward of situations. Charlie proceeds to tap on Pim's shoulder, grabbing his attention.* "Are you done yet, Pim? We have some "clients" who need our help, and you are NOT gonna be helping anybody in that state."

"Mr Boss didn't call us about aaannnyyy of that, nor have I heard anybody else mention it?"

"Could have been because you were so..busy- being in here, you dick-" *Charlie sat himself down near Pim. Suddenly feeling quite hot, is the booze still getting to him? He haphazardly pins Pim down, without any prior warning.*

"Whoa hey!-" *Pim squeaked out.* "What are you doing Charlie?"

"I heard you needed help, and, well- I'm gonna help you out for once. Since apparently I don't help out enough, why not change that right now?"

"Thiiiss is probably the most generous and caring I've ever seen you. I like this side of you Charlie~ you seem to have changed quite a bit." *Pim gives Charlie another kiss on the cheek, both of their faces turning equally just as red as the other.*

"I'm only doing this, cause otherwise I'll be fucking blackmailed, they can go eat a bunch of dicks for all I care." *Charlie sighs deeply, is he really doing this in fear of being blackmailed? Or is this perhaps, something more then that? He hates to admit that he let himself fall for the critter currently underneath him, there was always something about how Pim can just- stay positive no matter what situation he's in. And tries to make a positive outlook out of everything they have faced so far. He slides Pim's underwear down, revealing his very much erect, tentacle like dick. Already seeming to drip with light pinkish precum.*

"I reallllyyyyy want you to go down on me right now~!" *Pim seems awfully ecstatic about the whole thing, Charlie wouldn't have expected for him to be this bold and willing to cooperate, he puts his lips around the tip of Pim's bulge, slowly licking and teasing, while having his hand gently placed on his shaft, no balls or anything. It's just all smooth down there, like a real life ken doll- Charlie starts sucking further and further down, getting around halfway through his shaft, bobbing his head in and out of sucking motion, all while gently massaging his shaft. Pim tries his hardest to suppress his moaning, but it doesn't seem to be working all that greatly. Charlie kept on going with the same motion over and over again, until he felt Pim tense up, he proceeds to shoot a whole load down Charlie's throat, thirstily gulping it down like if it was the last drop of water on earth. Charlie backs himself up to take a breather.*

"Hooooh. Charlie..I didn't know you were that good at doing this kind of thing, just- don't let anybody else find out about this. Alright? I'm not sure what the other's will say.."

"That was just me going easy." *Charlie says, teasingly towards Pim.* "Wanna make it another night?"

"I-I- Yea! Oh wait, ya forgot about this." *Pim stammered out. He goes to give Charlie his hoodie back.* "I can see why you wear it all the time, it's very cozy."

"I'll be turning in for the night, that worn me out." *Charlie yawns and stretches. Then just knocks out on the bed, nothing can turn the critter away from his slumber at this point. Pim joins in too, sidled up beside Charlie. Also getting ready to sleep for the night. Tonight was a pretty busy and hectic night for the two of them. Least they don't actually have to worry about "clients" for the time being.*