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consider: huge thighs getting stuck in a doorway. simply too thicc

His hips too damb big

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So i discovered that Mettatum tag and i 100% agree with that

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Imma start making kinky imagine scenarios on here and tag it under 🎀sludge rambles for anyone to enjoy <3

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THIS IS SO AAAAAA METTATON MY POOKIE <33333

a really cute request from erogenousheartmettaton! such a cute idea// I WENT OVERBOARD ON THIS ONE TOO/////

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Toji fucking you hard from behind...fat heavy swollen balls slapping against your cunt...he slowly Down and you hear him groan out "hold on" before letting out a loud wet belch in your ear and keeps going

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No thoughts head empty just Toji winning big on gambling and making big money on missions and half of it he spends on food... ruining those abs week after week....just Toji with a big sexy belly, rubbing it while stroking himself through his boxers watching tv...feeling his belly churn. He let's out a big belch, then a long wet fart....

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Everytime I read this particular fic I feel such strong cuteness aggression nsjsnsnsns. Gassy bruno my beloved 🌺❤️🌺❤️🌺

Since today is Bruno's VA's birthday, I am imagining Bruno stuffing himself with cake and getting a tummy ache (hey that rhymes!) (oh and let's add some gas in there as well because I love it when he can't control himself).

Aaaaa what a wonderful occasion for a prompt oop-

Are you familiar with that small moment after eating, when you slip from “Ah, what a good meal!” into “Shit, I might have overdone it”? 

Bruno Bucciarati, not being a particularly big eater, rarely experienced that moment, but today was one of those days; one of those times when he had actually overdone it. First, he realized that he had eaten way too much cake for his liking. Not one, two, or three - but four slices. Just the thought caused his cheeks to grow slightly rosy. It was so… not like him to eat so much, especially not when it came to sugary treats. Why hadn’t he stopped himself sooner? How did all that cake even fit into him? 

He awkwardly looked down on himself, wondering whether his belly looked as big as it felt. He noticed just how tight his suit suddenly seemed; his pants were painfully cutting into his lower abdomen, and his jacket clung to his middle as if it had shrunken in the wash. Instead, he was well aware that it wasn’t the jacket that was smaller, but instead, it was his gut that was bigger. The blush on his cheeks only intensified at the mere thought. 

A sudden, ominous gurgle from behind his belly button caught him by surprise. The noise felt uncomfortable, like his insides were trying to complain to him about the huge amount of sugar he’d stuffed into them, and even though nobody was around to hear it, Bruno was awfully embarrassed about it. How could he lose control over himself like this? 

Luckily, none of his team members were around to see him in this state. Perhaps, just perhaps, he could relax a bit…? Just to be sure, he looked around the room, listened for approaching footsteps, but it really seemed like he was all by himself. Well, in that case…

Bruno leaned back in his chair with a sigh, gently putting his hands on his swollen middle. His belly felt even tighter and bigger, now that he wasn’t holding any tension in his body anymore, and he felt so awkward just looking at it. It almost looked like he was four, maybe even five months pregnant, and his heart fluttered at the thought. Good Lord, just how much of that cake had he eaten? He could feel his stomach bubbling underneath his touch, his bowels rebelling as the sugar and cream seemed to rush right through him. A rough gas cramp cut through his intestines, sending a wave of pain through his body, and Bruno groaned at it, almost tonelessly. 

“Shh, quiet now… Please don’t be mad, I’m sorry”, he mumbled, carefully running his hands across his gut. Sometimes, when he was alone, Bruno liked to talk to his belly as if it were a person. Not that its responses made much sense. But now, the response was quite clear - another sharp pain struck him like lightning, making him bring his knees closer to his middle.“A-ack..!”

He covered his mouth, half expecting to throw up, but instead, a deep, wet belch forced its way up his throat and past his lips. It rumbled against his fingers, and the sweet, slightly acidic scent of half digested strawberry cake settled in his mouth and nose. His cheeks grew red again, but he couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle. 

“I see… So that’s what you want me to do, huh?”

Bruno slid his hand underneath his jacket, giving himself a careful, yet a bit clumsy tummy rub. The bubbling from his stomach was slowly making its way down into his intestines, and he was well aware what that meant. He wanted to quickly get it out, before anyone caught him like this. It was so awkward; he was sitting here, spreading his legs in the most ungentlemanly manner, with his hand underneath his suit jacket and giving himself a belly massage after overeating. Loud rumbles made his skin vibrate, and he groaned softly.

“I heard you the first time, just - buuUUURP!! Unngh, excuse me… Just hurry and get it out…”

Had he seriously just excused himself though nobody was around? Yes, yes he had. 

Bruno’s belly seemed to react to what he had to say to it. The gurgling intensified, traveling down his bowels, deeper and deeper. The capo’s cheeks were glowing as he anticipated the relief that was about to come. He couldn’t wait for the cramping to stop. Hopefully, his belly wouldn’t be as swollen and tight anymore once he got rid of some air. 

Finally, Bruno felt the gas reach his rear, and he slightly lifted himself so it was easier to get out. 

BbrrrrrrbbbbRRRRFFFFFFTTT!!

His hand shot back to his mouth as he let out a small whine, surprised by the fart’s intensity. He hadn’t expected it to be so loud and wet sounding, and judging by the bubbling in his bowels, he wasn’t even done yet. Before he could even grasp another thought, the next burst of gas exploded out of his ass.

bbBLOooooOORPPFRrrrRRFT!!

Bruno cursed under his breath. God, it was rancid-! The smelly heat spreading in his pants as the fart rumbled against his seat was so humiliating, even though he was by himself - or so he hoped. Luckily, the pain was beginning to settle… but the bubbling seemed to continue. That was probably going to be a long afternoon… 

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What if I celebrate being 19 being eating a whole cake by myself and see how my tummy responds to it later?/hj

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I NEED THIS AAAAAAAAA

My ears are wide open

uhmmm gassy boys??!? gassy boys who love to tell me about their farts??!

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Fgjjhjjj this is adorable<333 need a guy like this

urrrrrghhhh I want him embarrassed and crying while farting over and over because he wants to be a ninja and letting out gas isn't very sneaky <3

BRRPPHPPPHHHPPPPPP!!

"I'm so sorry de gozaruuuu...!!"

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I'm gonna change my blog theme again AND post my horny thoughts. Aka I'm so horny I'm gonna actually be active on this blog more/hj

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This but a thick femboy >>>

is a gassy boyfriend with a fat ass too much to ask for? 😞

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full of meat and sugar ~

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This is heavily a feminine ns//fw themed blog w/ a queer black chick running it 🤭. So here's a whole bakery's worth of weird shit I'm into on this ns//fw blog. The one's highlighted in pink I'll probably talk about the most <333

General ns//fw

✷Pegging

✷Feminization

✷Femdom

✷Light Bondage

✷Bodyworhsip/ Sthenolagina (muscles)

✷Praise Kink

✷Light intox kink

✷Light feederism

✷Belly Kink

Philias:

✷Eproctophilia (brap)

✷Eructophilia (belching)

✷Mild Olfactophilia (body smell)

✷Pygophilia (buttocks)

✷Stigmaophilia (piercings and tattoos)

✷Light Vorarephillia (being eaten)

✷Trichophilia (hair)

✷Vicarphilia (other ppls sexual experiences)

✷Teratophilia (monsters and hybrids, the humanoid kind.)

✷ Coprophilia (light implied scat for me lol)

My major 🚫 in terms of kinks are:

DDLG/Non-Con/Ageplay/Race play/Free Use/Scat/Anything with animals, minors, and self harm, etc.

DNI if your blog has any form of bigotry ⚰️

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i need to revamp this blogs theme so bad!! theme ideas thoooo, i gotta work on that lmao

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Does Orion's tum disturb his work in any way?

it can be a bit distracting, to him and his customers.

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Annoyingly kissing and biting a guy's butt, making him so irritated he farts right on your nose to teach you a lesson