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Aaaand puke.

Yeah…..I didn’t keep the cake down.

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Gush after Gush

So, in conclusion, do NOT fill your stomach with water when you think you have food poisoning. I instinctively kept trying to compulsively swallow back my sick; but obviously my stomach didn’t want any of it inside of me. This felt mad gross while it was happening, but I did feel better after I got it out. :)

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"you're done, babe, you're empty." but the character keeps dry heaving, their stomach refusing to settle. yeah.

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Here’s some snippets from earlier 🫣 I had Japanese chicken and scallops hibachi with rice, broccoli, and crab rangoon, it was pretty chunky and hard to get up. It kept getting stuck in my throat and a piece of chicken even got stuck to my tongue piercing at one point. I wasn’t fan of the smell or taste tbh but it felt good getting it all out but I’m so sleepy after. No pictures of the aftermath I forgot to get one.

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Last night I got a little greedy and ordered more than I could handle. I'd been snacking on and off all day, mostly soft foods like baked goods. I had been drinking for a little bit too and really had a craving for this mexican place in my town. I was feeling a little excessive and got a chimichanga (deep fried burrito) with tomatoes, and cheese sauce all over it. The burrito itself is huge, but the dinner I ordered comes with a side of rice and a side of beans that also had cheese on it, as well as some chips. I was naughty and snacked a little bit more while I waited for my delivery to arrive.

I love this meal, but about halfway through I started to feel really full. It doesn't reheat well, though, so I pushed through. I grabbed another drink and rallied on. By the time I was finished, my stomach felt rock hard and I couldn't lay back without uneasy, nauseous burps. I was feeling a little off, I definitely knew I was pushing it. I stood to get another drink, hoping that a little movement would help. Standing helped a little bit. I was able to burp and release some gas. I took small sips of my drink and controlled my breathing. I decided that I might try going outside for a smoke, hoping that would help me forget how full I was and help me control my breathing.

Fuck, was I wrong. One hit gone wrong and I started coughing. My stomach was so full, each cough got closer and closer to a heave. I was able to quell the pain in my throat with a few sips of my drink, but things weren't settling well. I felt so bloated, my stomach was groaning under my palm, chastising me for thinking I could eat five pounds of fried meat and cheese in one sitting. To be safe, I returned to my bathroom, leaning against the wall in front of my toilet while I groaned and tried to settle my stomach.

Between the painful groans were burps, each getting deeper and wetter than the other. Swallowing felt like a mistake, and none of my burps seemed to make me feel any better. If anything, I felt fuller with each belch. I leaned over the toilet and spit. I know it's only a matter of time now. The usual dizzy feeling or cold tingle down the spine that signal the need to vomit weren't present in this moment, the only thing I could think about was how full I was. Taking a deep breath is hard, my breathing becomes shallow and I'm worried with each inhale which exhale will be the one that finally releases it. I burp a few more times, some mucus hacks its way up my throat and I spit that in the toilet. I pat my hand against my stomach, it's hard and unwavering. I dare to take a deep breath and I feel my stomach clench. I don't throw up, not immediately, but I get up on my knees and steady myself, ready for what is to come.

As I shift positions, so do the contents of my stomach. I burp, wet and long. For a moment I think this is it, but my stomach doesn't yet heave. I leaves me breathless and disappointed, impatient and uncomfortable. All I can think about is how full I am, and how desperate I am to feel better. It hurts; it's a solid, churning stone settling in my stomach. It makes every bit of me feel stiff, difficult to move. I wish I could move, but I know that being anywhere other than hovering over my toilet right now is a severe mistake.

I burp, and I retch but still nothing comes. I can feel the pressure growing, though. My meal is sitting at the back of my throat, it is only a matter of time. The gasses in my stomach are growing, I burp a few more times. Each time could be the moment I spew. I only burp once or twice before finally, I get some relief.

The first time I vomit it's mostly just liquid, the sips of drinks I'd taken trying to settle my stomach before making the mistake of setting it off with a coughing fit. I heave twice, right after the other, puking up probably about a glass of liquid between the two heaves. I feel the pressure in my stomach growing, I ground both of my hands on the floor. It's about to get bad.

The first heave was large. It started with a burp, but quickly turned chunks of meat and beans and tortilla into projectiles towards the porcelain of my toilet bowl: chunky, but still liquidy with my drinks. The heave was deep, and long. In the middle of the heave, I burp, creating a second, more powerful wave of vomit to follow. I feel a squirt of liquid between my legs as I heave; not enough to leak through my pants, but enough for me to notice. I try to catch my breath.

I manage a few deep breaths before my stomach tries to heave up my dinner once more. I retch once, coughing up spit. I burp, and up with it comes a thick stream of chunks. Some of the toilet water splashes up and hits my face as my barely digested dinner plops into the bowl. I burp again, and realize I still don't feel any less full from before. I know the next heave is coming, nothing but stomach acid and a cough. Another heave produces only mucus. I rub my stomach, irritated that it has yet to find relief.

Rubbing my stomach is relieving only in the sense that it jostled it enough to try and retch productively again. I burp, I sit up a bit more, I know my stomach isn't finished yet. My stomach is reeling and I'm exhausted, I know I'm not finished yet but I'm ready to be. This dinner was a mistake, I am suffering the consequences.

Again, I heave a few more times but my retches are hardly productive. I feel a bubble start deep in my gut, it makes its way up my throat. I burp, deep and long. For a second I think it will be just that, but at the last second my stomach heaves and I throw up a bit of liquid. I cough, and retch a small bit of liquid up once more. For the second time, my stomach betrays me and retches again as I'm getting sick, producing a more powerful wave of vomit directly after the first. I'm able to take one breath before I'm getting sick again. The power from the first few retches isn't there, but there's still quantity. It's thick, I can feel chunks of it still rub against my throat as it's expelled. My stomach is tense, I'm not allowed to swallow or breathe until I've managed to bring up liquid one more time.

I sit up a little bit, I rest my forehead against my arm. I have a moment to breathe. I still feel bloated and full, but not as sick as before. My stomach still rumbles though, I feel my mouth water and struggle to swallow. I burp again, spitting into the chunks below. I try to catch my breath. I heave, and struggle to bring up thick chunks of my meal. My stomach contracts again, forcing up even more food. I wonder if this batch even got to digest, it feels so thick I could chew it. I spit, and wonder if my stomach will release any more of its contents.

My stomach is still upset, but it's not heaving anymore. After several seconds I lean back against my wall. I burp several times. I'm sure that if I'd had water to drink in that moment, that I would have gotten sick again, maybe before I was able to reach the toilet. I didn't have water, though, and that's probably for the better. I still felt full, but I didn't feel sick anymore.

That is, for about another twenty minutes or so....

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The noises in this one are so hot you can really hear the nausea.

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After the bag broke, I had to quickly grab a bucket and get the rest of it up.

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Hello everyone ... ♡ I have been very sick all week but finally feeling better ... I ended up taking myself to the doctor to get some medicine because I was so nauseous constantly ... I will post more audios this week but for now, here is the one where I finally puked ♡

It was the morning after my post recent audio ... I spent most of the night gagging and emptying out from the other end but never puking ... I was so upset, all of that stuffing gone to waste ... I drank lots of water and early that morning I got up to go to the bathroom again and I gagged so hard when I pushed that I thought I was going to throw up into my hands ... I sat down on the floor in my underwear and leaned over the bathtub for a while and rubbed my nauseous belly, burping and burping ... I was so tired and not expecting to puke but finally it came up and it felt so good ♡

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𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗆𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 ．．． 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 >>>

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there just arent puke videos on youtube like there used to be....

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Ate a bit too much Taco Bell and burped up some on the bag 😭

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Vomit Audio for anyone concerned about the photos of the puke in the bag from yesterday

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I thought this one was ironic since we film it LMAO

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hey guys here’s the migraine vomit vid, i hope everyone enjoys. ugh this was so thick and hard to get up, the struggle was real

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The thought of having a little puke slut riding my cock lazily as they hold their tummy and whimper and moan about how sore it is. So I sit them in my lap properly, with my cock still buried inside them, and rub their bloated, tense tummy. They shudder as they feel a burp coming up they instinctively cover their mouth incase they vomit. I’d move their hand away and cup my hand in front of them incase they have a little accident. I notice that this turns them on more, the thought of throwing up on me while they have my cock inside them. I gently slide two fingers past their saliva coated lips and into their mouth. They suck softly as they keep burping and moaning. I slowly move my fingers down their throat making them gag and grind onto my dick. Their body convulses as they throw up a little around my fingers. The vomit seeping for the corners of their mouth as their eyes go teary. They look at me with a mixture of guilt, embarrassment and lust as I force my fingers down more and buck my hips up into them. They gag and burp some more until they quickly remove my fingers and projectile vomit into their/my lap. Their body shaking as they vomit more, unable to stop. I gently press onto their tummy making them moan in pleasure and they grind their hips into mine, getting themselves off. They couldn’t hold back the gush of piss that left their body as they vomit so aggressively. Their face going even more red as they piss all over me, drenching me in piss snd vomit. As they finally stopped vomiting snd pissing they looked at me with tear stained cheeks and a needy expression. The fact that we are both now so wet and messy because of the puke sluts vomit and piss makes us both so fucking horny. They start bouncing on my cock, not letting the squelchy sound deter them. They got me so deep inside them their eyes rolled back as they got themselves off on my cock. I couldn’t help but marvel at the site before me. Their bouncing became more uneven and I watched them unravel on my cock. Sinful moans left their vomit covered lips as they came. I held them close to me as they came down from their high. I must have squeezed too hard because I heard a soft moan and felt something wet go down my back.

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thinking about people laying on their stomachs on their bed, leaning over the side, groaning as they vomit into a bin someone has kindly left next to it for them :3