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[pawzn]

it's early morning, still early enough that some people would still be in bed, but you're up and dressed, catching up on some life admin stuff, trying to use your early morning as productively as possible...

and it's fine, you have a cup of coffee at your elbow, the sun is lighting the room prettily, you're working through your admin stuff, it's fine. except for one thing...

the reason you woke up earlier than usual is that you didn't eat much for dinner last night and your stomach is...empty...

oh, there's coffee warming your belly now, maybe a glass of water, but nothing solid, nothing beyond a bit of sugar and caffeine. and your stomach is not happy about that. it's empty and aching and churning that little bit of liquid around desperately, painfully...

your tummy cramps, tensing up inside, a rubber band pulling tight in the pit of your belly. and you tense in turn, you know what's coming. but it doesn't. and doesn't. and doesn't...

you slide a hand beneath your jumper, pressing gently into your abdomen, slow even circles, trying to release that awful tense pressure. you take another sip of coffee and wince as your poor belly clenches tighter. the tension in your tummy hurts so much, and you know there's only one way to relieve it, one way to ease this pressure-pain. and it's out of your control...

you wait...distracted...aching...empty...

the rubber band feeling snaps, the tension dissipating in an instant and everything in your belly releases as a viciously hollow growl echoes forth from your stomach. the force of the growl rocks your whole abdomen, your tummy fluttering in liquid churns as the rumble agitates the coffee that's lining your stomach...

it feels good...you keep sipping your coffee, rubbing gentle circles into your achy empty belly as the growl tapers off into a little whine. the sudden release of tension shifts the air in your tummy and a soft burp escapes, your stomach grumbling a little as it cramps around the coffee again...

you rest your hand over your empty belly, feeling the subtle churning of your stomach...you shiver in anticipation...

maybe just one more...

[pawzn]

<333

Thinking about how vulnerable showing off your belly is.

It's one of the most sensitive parts of your body, containing some vital organs in there. One bad injury there and it might just be game over. That just makes it so special, then, when someone lies back and exposes the soft flesh of their belly. Especially if they're letting someone run their hands over it and feel it. It's such a quiet, tender moment of love between two people... and I kind of love that, y'know?

[pawzn]

P..pleaseese..

sorry i never learnd how to socailise properly can i see yyour tummy

[pawzn]

eating small portions of food just so you can tease your hungry belly and the growls get even louder as it begs for more~

[pawzn]

XDDD

does this count as princibaldi? idk

Baldi control your creations!

[pawzn]

Mhhghhfhmnggh…/pos

i feel like this is sort of unpopular but my favorite part of hunger kink is intentional hunger

like a partner going hungry for mutual pleasure between them and their partner, so they can enjoy the flusteredness of a rumbly tummy later

or a character skipping a couple meals to fit into a tight garment, or starving simply for their own pleasure ,,, ouggghhh just keeping your belly empty on purpose is so good

[pawzn]

Well hello there, little b-*glitching*

[pawzn]

I LOVE THIS SM BROOOO

thank you again! Lawlll

Nissi GIF

hi @pawzn

[pawzn]

I’ve been so thirsty for him l8ly I just had 2 draw sumthingggg ghhhh…..

Lawwddd the things I wana do to this pathetic hungry man…. I just wana hear how loud that tum gets,,. 🤤

[pawzn]

Ts was so good I had to whip out my hisoka pics 🤤

Oh my god. Part 2 of deprived, please

UGHHH

I’m so sorry I haven’t been posting at all lately, college has been coming in CLUTCH

Anyway, here’s part 2 of deprived cuz some random person asked for it. It’s pretty short because I wasn’t expecting to add anything to it, so I added some pretty random elements to it. Btw, I made this while tired asf so sorry if it’s buns 😭:

GUuuggglleee… The sound of my stomach gurgling startled me out of my reverie. I blinked and glanced around the dimly lit office, realizing with a jolt of panic that I was alone. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting long shadows across the cubicles. My heart began to race as I tried the door, only to find it firmly locked. 

"Oh no, no, no," I muttered, pulling at the handle futilely. Some kind soul had apparently locked up already, leaving me trapped inside. I checked my phone - 10:30 PM. Way past my usual departure time. Fumbling, I called the police. 

"Hello, emergency services. What's your emergency?" a calm voice asked.

"Hi, I'm accidentally locked in my office. I was working late and got locked in, can you please send someone to help let me out?" I explained, trying to keep the rising anxiety out of my voice. My stomach chose that moment to emit a deep, ominous growl. RRRGGGRRRLLLEE… The sound echoed in the empty building, much louder than I expected. 

The dispatcher assured me someone would be by shortly and hung up. I slumped into my chair with a sigh, listening to the unnerving silence broken only by my stomach's insistent gurgling. It seemed to take forever for the police to arrive. I rubbed my tummy soothingly, feeling it vibrate against my palm as it grumbled its discontent. 

ggRRrRrGGggrr

Finally, red and blue lights flashed through the windows. I hurried over, waving frantically until the officer spotted me. He had me step outside as he let himself in with a master key. I explained what happened, distracted by how attractive he was. Tall, dark hair, kind brown eyes. I felt my cheeks flush as my stomach let out a particularly loud growl.

GGRRROOOORRRRLLLll..

"Sorry, I'm pretty hungry," I said lamely, rubbing my midsection. He just smiled politely.

"I can give you a ride to grab a bite, if you'd like," he offered. I shook my head, not trusting my voice. While my stomach was screaming for food, I couldn't afford a meal out. He gave me a ride home instead. 

The jostling of the car made my stomach protest with every bump and turn. "Ooh, you really are hungry," he remarked with a chuckle. I just nodded, mortified, as gurgle after gurgle emanated from my midsection. He asked again if I wanted to eat, but I declined, not wanting to impose. 

I thanked him as he dropped me off, hurrying inside. I collapsed onto my couch, exhausted. My stomach was never quiet, groaning its discontent loudly. I sighed and headed to the kitchen to fill up with water. It would have to do for now.

I fell into bed, grateful to have the next day off. My stomach let out a particularly plaintive growl as I drifted off. Grrrggrrr… But I woke to its incessant rumbling. I couldn't ignore it anymore. 

Curiously, I began to prod at my tummy, squeezing my abs and feeling the firmness of my abdominal wall. It elicited all sorts of growls and gurgles, I couldn’t help but be fascinated. It seemed I could make it louder if I pushed in hard. Sloshing noises joined the growls as the water mixed with air and stomach acid.

GUURGGUUuuulleebbubRrrll

I sucked in deeply, and my entire abdomen concaved. When I released, it was like a freight train roaring through. RROOOORRHRGGGLLEEE… "Whoa," I laughed, poking my hollow belly. It just continued to bellow its emptiness.

GRROOGGGRRRGGLL…

I couldn't help it then. I began to play with my rumbly stomach, kneading it like dough. I had to know what other sounds I could get out of it. I pressed deep into my belly button. GGGRRRROAAAOGGGRRRGLLEE!! "Holy crap!" 

Tugging it in and out made a wondrous vibration, rumbling intensely. I jostled it from side to side, back and forth, messing with it. The gurgles were epic, it felt like it was rocking the room with my hunger. I was laughing hard now, enthralled by the “instrument” I'd discovered.

I exaggeratedly poked a finger in. GGROROOROGGRRRRrrr! Down I went to tickle my belly, fingers wiggling over it, raking my nails lightly over the skin. It felt so alive and wild beneath my touch. 

This was so new. My tummy always rumbled, but never like this. I'd never had a chance to really explore. I squeezed a whole new level of volume and ferocity out of it, deep and loud.

I rolled onto my back, leaning my head back to stare at the ceiling. My stomach gurgled in agreement, rumbling fiercely for a few moments before settling down. rrrrRRRRRRROOOAAHGGGRRLLLLRRRRRRrrrrrr…. "Mmm, you're so loud," I murmured, rubbing it in circles. "Poor thing, I'll feed you tomorrow. Something good, I promise."

I drifted off to sleep, smiling as my rumbly tummy joined me on the dreamless journey to morning and payday. A meal was coming. But I knew now - I'd never forget the fun I could have when I was hungry.

[pawzn]

Lawd this was amazing

Jeez I’m Alr so worked up over this… I’m such an idiot.. anyways this story was great 🤤

Deprived

First actual 1st person hunger kink story, and it’s honestly kinda depressing :((

It was a crisp autumn morning in late October. The leaves were turning brilliant shades of orange and red, the air was cool and damp, and I could see my breath as I trudged along the sidewalk on my way to work. I pulled my jacket tighter around me and shoved my hands deep in my pockets, but that did little to quell the rumbling in my belly. 

I hadn't eaten since breakfast the day before. My cupboards at home were bare and my bank account was even barer. Rent was due in a few days and I was still a couple hundred short. It had come down to choosing between food and a roof over my head. The roof won. 

My stomach let out a particularly loud growl as I waited to cross the street, the sound echoing out into the quiet morning. A few passersby shot me sympathetic glances but I just pretended not to notice, keeping my eyes focused on the orange hand. Finally, the walk signal appeared and the crowd surged forward. I let out a bit of a groan as I took off, each step jostling my empty stomach unpleasantly.

As I walked into the office building, I tried to ignore the way my stomach was growling up a literal storm. It sounded like Mount St. Helens in there, all deep rumbles and gurgles. I could feel it churning, the hunger pangs worse than ever. But still, that stubborn part of my brain insisted that I wasn't really THAT hungry. I could handle it. I had to handle it.

I made it to my desk and plopped down with a sigh, switching on my computer. My stomach answered with another long, low growl. I winced and rubbed it gently. "I know, I know," I muttered under my breath. "Just hold on a bit longer, okay?"

The morning passed slowly. I sipped on tap water from my thermos, trying to fool my stomach into thinking I was hydrated at least. But it only seemed to make the hunger worse. Every few minutes, it would unleash another barrage of loud groans and rumbles. I had to be careful not to move around too much, each shift of my body part making the noise worse. 

By lunchtime, I thought my stomach might eat itself. It had been a straight five hours since my usual breakfast time. Usually at this point I was famished, ready to wolf down whatever I could get my hands on. But today, even though the growling was at a fever pitch, the actual desire for food was lacking. I knew I needed something in me, but the idea of eating felt almost...nauseating. 

I skipped the cafeteria line and filled up my water bottle instead. A few coworkers asked if I was feeling okay, noticing how I was just sitting there sipping water, but I brushed them off. "Stomach's just a bit off," I told them. "Not really hungry."

It was a lie, but they seemed to buy it. I spent the rest of lunch answering emails and trying not to retch as my stomach growled and churned violently. I could feel it squeezing and shifting inside me, the muscles clenching and unclenching in a futile search for something to digest. It was almost painful at this point, and I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy for my own gut.

The afternoon was worse. I felt lightheaded, a bit dizzy. But still, even as my head swam, my stomach bellowed for food. I tried to focus on my work but it was hard to think past the noise. It was like my stomach had a mind of its own, protesting my starvation at the top of its lungs.

Finally, 5pm rolled around. I shut down my computer and dragged myself out of the office, legs shaky. My stomach had given up on the loud growling, but it still gurgled and groaned incessantly. I made my way to the bus stop, apologizing quietly as I jostled into people and earned annoyed looks. 

The bus ride home was pure torture. I had to stand and I could feel my stomach acid sloshing around with every movement. Someone must have eaten something smelly on their lunch break because the whole back of the bus smelled vaguely of tuna. It made my mouth water even as my stomach recoiled, the amplified hunger a signal of my desperation I effectively suppressed. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe through my mouth, but the hunger was overwhelming. 

When I stumbled through my front door, I went straight for the kitchen. I knew it was pointless but I had to check, had to see if maybe a miracle had occurred and my fridge was suddenly full. But of course, it was as barren as ever. A few ketchup packets and an almost empty jar of pickles. I almost laughed. Some dinner.

I filled a glass with water and chugged it, then set it down and poked experimentally at my stomach. It made a loud gurgle of protest and I winced. "I hate you," I told it, only half joking. It gurgled again and I sighed.

I spent the evening like that, drinking water and staring at the wall or ceiling. My stomach never quit making noise, but it had settled into a low, constant grumble. Occasionally it would let out a particularly loud groan, but for the most part it just sulked quietly. 

As bedtime rolled around, I made myself a cup of tea and took it to bed with me. I curled up with a book, trying to ignore the occasional growl from my middle. It was hard to focus on the words, my brain foggy and unfocused. But at least the hot tea felt good going down, soothing my throat. 

I read for a few hours before finally falling asleep, my stomach still grumbling angrily. I didn't even dream about food, too tired to do more than sleep deeply and blessedly dreamlessly. When my alarm went off the next morning, I groggily sat up, ran a hand over my stomach. It was still making noise, but it was quieter now. Almost a civilized grumble.

I couldn't put it off any longer, though. I was out of money but not out of bills. I had to find a way to scrounge up some cash. With a sigh, I dragged myself out of bed and started getting ready for another hungry day. 

As I walked back to work, my stomach growling loudly the whole way, I vowed to myself that today would be different. I would find a way, somehow. I had to.

[pawzn]

Can’t afford groceries… oh darn…

*grooooowwwlllllll*

[pawzn]

If you can't handle a person being a good artist AND weirdly horny for specific stuff in a way that's completely harmless, idk what to tell you

[pawzn]

ILL POST IT HHSGSUSHSB

I wana post more stuff but itz nawt stick fig related and im scared yall wont like it 😭

It’s with a more niche character,,, idk maybe like one of u peeps here know but aaaaa-

[pawzn]

I wana post more stuff but itz nawt stick fig related and im scared yall wont like it 😭

It’s with a more niche character,,, idk maybe like one of u peeps here know but aaaaa-

[pawzn]

Imagine laying there on your bed, the feeling of hungry pains gnawing at your poor empty belly. You start to feel the telltale squeezing, you know a big growl is coming. How wonderful~

You lay your hand on his concave belly, waiting for the wonderful vibrations of hunger to strike at your belly as the cramping reaches its crescendo. But it doesn't happen..

You're let desperately rubbing your gut as it squeezes and cramps but never gives you the sweet release of growling. You're stuck in an endless cycle of pain with no relief, but you don't get up and eat to soothe the useless pain, at least, not until I say you can~

[pawzn]

Muko as a fav is so real XD

End of year stats!

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