#how to reduce a bloated stomach

[honeytonedhottie]

wellness for the hotties⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🪞🎀

this is honey's updated wellness post for the girlies who love to romanticize their routines, listen to their bodies and take impeccable care of themselves. these r my routines and rituals that keep me glowing…💬🎀

LYMPHATIC DRAINAGE ;

lymphatic drainage massage has been an absolute GAME changer for me like OH MY GOSH?? and it literally takes no more than ten minutes a day and its lowkey like giving myself a massage 💕.

one thing i will say though, the order in which u drain is SO important so make sure to do it in the proper order. this is the lymphatic drainage massage that i do every single day, i rly love this one bcuz the doctor in the video actually explains it and shows u how to do it so i rly love it.

HOT OR NOT ;

so i drink hot drinks while eating and i drink cold drinks when im not. drinking warm drinks while eating/before eating help relax your stomach muscles and improve blood circulation to your digestive organs. and cold drinks cause blood vessels in your stomach to tighten, slowing down digestion. it also helps with other things like...

🫖 reduces bloating

🫖 helps with detoxification

🫖 gentle on ur throat and stomach

HOW TO MAKE A GINGER SHOT ;

so i own a juicer but assembling it and disassembling it is soo tedious and i'd rather just use my blender so im going to be talking about how i make ginger shots using a blender. all ur going to need are the following...

🌟 a few pieces of ginger (i usually just use one or two small pieces)

🌟 some water

🌟 cayenne powder if u want an extra kick (optional)

🌟 some lemon

🌟 strainer

and all u have to do is lightly peel ur pieces of ginger, dont worry about getting all the skin off but just get as much as u can off. put it into ur blender with some water and squeeze half a lemon into it before blending. next ur going to take ur strainer and separate the pulp from the juice and ur all done!

HOTTIES REPS ;

i always start all my workouts briskly walking for 30 minutes on the treadmill at an incline. i watch kimora lee simmon's life in the fab lane show while i do this because each episode is around 30-40 minutes so i keep myself distracted. or if im feeling for something different i'll go on the elliptical instead of the treadmill.

at the moment... the workouts that im doing consistently everyday are 10 minute waist + tummy workout, 10 minute hourglass abs workout, 5 minute stomach vacuum, 5 minute abs and small waist pilates workout routine, 5 minute everyday pilates lower abs for abs. and then for booty i love to do 12 minute booty workout (with resistance bands or weights), and 10 minute bubble butt burnout. now for my arms and back i do 10 minute slim back & better posture, 5 min slim and toned arms workout, and 8 minute victorias secret angel arms. if u guys want more on working out and stuff i can make a post on that too!

MENTALLY MOISTURIZED ;

i've been consistently journaling for about three years now and its been fabulous. i can get all my thoughts out onto paper and not feel like im carrying a million pounds of stress on my head. i feel overwhelmed a lot because i do SO much and journaling has really helped me.

also i have a super fabulous therapist who helps teach me how to ground myself, and just take care of myself better so shes great. if u can't have a therapist right now, journaling is great... and between me and you... chat gpt makes a great therapist.

i love meditating every now and then when i feel like i wanna just immerse myself in my brain, another thing i do to keep a good mental space is digital detoxes. every other week i get off of tiktok and it has been SO great for me. i also don't use my phone in the mornings because i just need time to get ready and have a screen free morning, its rly so pleasant. if im sad, i cheer myself up with shopping.

SIP PRETTY ;

i follow this one girl on youtube, i'll link her right here ❤︎ but she has amazing juicing recipes and healthy lifestyle content in general that rly inspires me. i make the same juices she does and they taste generally good and are good for you. i like to make juice once a week, maybe twice. whenever i feel like i need it essentially.

IN BED BY 9... GLOWING BY 8 ;

SLEEP IS A NON NEGOTIABLE. even if u eat super healthy and workout everyday, if ur not sleeping enough it's like shooting yourself in the foot! you need ur beauty sleep. sleep is when your body heals, resets, and literally glows up from the inside out. it helps balance your hormones, support your metabolism, and keep your skin clear and glowing. not to be dramatic but… no amount of eye cream or green juice can fix chronic exhaustion. and thats the real gag.

FEET UP THE WALL POSE ;

when u elevate ur legs, ur letting gravity do all the work for you. draining lymph, reducing swelling, and boosting circulation. it’s perfect after a long day or when you’re feeling puffy and need a moment of calm.

CYCLE SYNCING ;

so there are four menstrual phases. luteal (before period, when u start to feel sluggish) menstrual (during ur period) follicular (after ur period so improved mood and brain function) and ovulation (ur feeling confident, like the summer of ur body). the way i incorporate cycle syncing is just, during my luteal phase i won't over-stuff my agenda bcuz ik i get super sluggish and cranky.

i also make sure to pour into myself during the menstrual and luteal phases. i plan my bigger projects during follicular and ovulation. i plan my workouts accordingly too, and set aside extra time for rest. i eat a lot of soups during my period -> red meat and fermented foods during follicular -> fibrous foods during ovulation -> and healthy fats and chocolate during luteal.

its super simple! and to make it simpler think of it like seasons. ur menstrual phase is the winter -> follicular is the spring -> ovulation is summer -> and luteal is fall.

to finish off this post, start noticing what drains you, what fills your cup, and having the self-respect to choose what’s good for you…💬🎀

[dark-and-kawaii]

Who would babytrap you out of the bg3 men 🙈

୨♡୧ Baby Trapping ୨♡୧

Halsin - Gale - Haarlep - Raphael - Gortash - Rolan

⋆˙⟡♡ Notes: Yes. Absolutely Yes. I got you babes xoxo

⋆˙⟡♡ NSFW | Breeding | Creampie | Baby Trapping

╰› Halsin’s obsession with you reached dangerous heights, fueled by a possessive jealousy that consumed his every thought. He knows the depths of his actions are morally wrong, but his desire for you overrides any rationality that remains within him. The way that other Druid looks at you, their eyes hungering for your body, it stirs an animalistic rage within Halsin.

Feigning urgency on important matters, deceiving both you and the unsuspecting Druid whom he pulled you away from, Halsin leads you deep into the forest, where his intentions come to fruition. Overwhelmed by his uncontrollable lust, he takes you forcefully, ravishing you until you're reduced to a quivering, moaning mess. The ecstasy of the moment blinds you as he spills his seed inside you without restraint, his desire to impregnate you driving him further.

Halsin wrestles with the weight of his actions, he knows it’s wrong to wish you pregnant like this, but the beast inside him demands otherwise. You, his chosen mate, his partner, you are his alone and he’ll make sure all the others know this.

╰› Haarlep is both possessive & greedy, always wanting more, especially if you’re Raphael’s little mouse. Haarlep’s not afraid to claim you as their toy if you’ve truly caught their attention. Through a combination of enchantment and manipulation the incubus ensnares you, captivating your senses and dominating your every thought. They exploit your deepest desires, using their irresistible allure to draw you deeper into their web of possession.

Your mind becomes foggy, a euphoric haze engulfing you, but it feels so damn good. The pleasure is intoxicating, so intense that the means by which it is achieved becomes inconsequential. All you crave is more. Haarlep's beautiful cock slides effortlessly into your eager depths, fitting you perfectly, as if it were the only thing that could ever satiate your desires. They make you yearn for their touch, their love, their vile seed. They use you as they please, taking what they desire from your body while painting your gummy walls white, leaving you begging, pleading for Haarlep to cum deep within Raphael’s precious little mouse, “P-please~ Cum n’inside Raphael’s s’little m-mouse!~”

By the time you come to your senses it’ll be too late. You’re nice and bloated with the creatures cum, they’ve claimed you, your body belongs to Haarlep now, and you will serve them well as the mother of their demon spawn.

╰› Raphael is filled with insecurities and has been his whole life but never dares show it. Not until you feel how how desperate his thrusts become, it’s almost pitiful. He’s so desperate to fill you with his offspring, it’s his way of proving to the infernal realms that he is the strongest, capable of producing the finest progeny to aid in his conquests and ruling.

Master manipulator, skilled at using his charm he'll make sure to bend your will to his desires, will purposely breakdown your defenses, prey upon your deepest fears and own insecurities, exploiting them to gain complete control over your body and soul.

“You need me,” is all he says, his eyes fixated on the way your tight cunt accommodates him with each forceful thrust. Each time he goes deeper and deeper causing you to whimper and clench his luxurious sheets… You can feel the bulge in your stomach each time the head of his shaft brushes against your cervix. It becomes evident that he places his ambitions and pleasure above all else, including your own needs and desires.

╰› Gortash deeply adores and values your presence, which is why he indulges in serving you drinks until you reach a delightful state of inebriation. Although you had expressed how you don’t wish to have another child, Gortash holds a different perspective on the matter. Not only has Bane compelled him to father more offspring, but Gortash himself yearns to create more beautiful children with you. And so, he will pursue that desire.

You hate how good it feels to have his cock filling you up, how euphoric and mind numbing it is. The alcohol in your system heightens the pleasure, it’s what has you creaming and cumming around Enver’s cock as he violates you, fucking you as if you wanted this. Gortash thrusts into you with a fervor that momentarily blurs the lines of consent, disregarding your wishes and capitalizing on the intoxication he facilitated.

"My dear, you are meant to grant me the joy of having the children I long for," he grunts. You attempt to shake your head, genuinely striving to communicate your objections, but the overwhelming pleasure drowns your attempts, leaving your mind awash in a sea of pleasure. He captures your lips in a possessive kiss, his desire evident in the intensity of his embrace, while his fingers dig into the softness of your thighs, marking you until you bleed. Finally, he releases a torrent of his cum deep within your fertile womb, leaving the possibility of new life to blossom within you.

╰› Rolan never really liked the idea of children, especially to sire his own. They were loud, smelly and a massive responsibility. However, once you came into his life that all began to change… Especially after your precious visit to Lorroakan’s tower… The way that man took hold of your hand and kissed the back of it as if he was paying homage to a queen or goddess made Rolan want to tear him apart limb from limb, his tail whipping back and forth.

That night something snapped within Rolan, the tiefling wanted nothing more than to make sure you were his, not that he feared of losing you or anything but it was as if his body needed to ensure that no other male could take you away. After all, who would want you if you were swollen with a “Hell spawn’s” child?

Rolan had never released himself inside you, so you were shocked when you felt a thick warm substance coating your insides as well as the his cock. You gasped at the feeling, looking back up at Rolan who was biting his lip, he didn't look at all fazed by this. No, instead he looked as though a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

Rolan held your hips tightly as he pulled out of you, a small bit of his cum escaping and sliding down your inner thigh before thrusting back inside you. one load wasn’t enough, he needed to be sure…

╰› Gale is obsessed with creampies and breeding along with the idea of you carrying his children. He becomes consumed by the singular desire to impregnate you, their beloved. The images that flood his mind of you and him walking around Waterdeep, his hand on your swollen belly, it drives him insane.

He’d tell you there’s nothing to fear, that he won’t cum within you, instead he’ll decorate your perfect tummy with his cum… Only for him to lie and actually release his seed against your cervix. His grunts fill the room along with false apologies.

The kind of man to spike your drink so you sleep soundly as he fucks you nice and deep. It only takes a few mere moments until he's cumming deep inside you. Don't worry, he always does his best to clean you up so you aren't suspicious. The next morning he'd feign concern when you awake drowsy not feeling the best, a new cup of tea awaiting you in his hands.

[woodywood101blog]

Rusty thought it was an incredibly generous allowance being offered by Defence to join the Preparing Regimental Excellence for Geo-strategic Objectives (PREGO) Program. "$100,000 for the first phase, then an extra $125k for every subsequent phase you sign up for? Hell yeah!"

Rusty was like any other officer in the Army - tired, overworked, underpaid and sick of command. So when the PREGO Program came up, he was hoping it would allow him to be posted to a separate area of Defence. Of course, if he read the fine print, he'd realise that there is no change to duties during and following participation in the PREGO Program.

Regardless, Rusty signed up and agreed to be part of a specific element of the program, called PREGO-Max. He didn't really get what that was about, but all Rusty needed to do was "stay the course, embrace the program and listen to your body".

He was a little bit confused by the last tip, but it all clicked when he went to his first networking session 3 months into the program, where he met Ryan, one of the longer-serving members of the PREGO Program. He had a slightly bloated belly that almost looked perfectly round like a -

"Let me guess, you signed up for either the money or for steroids?" Ryan asked, lightly caressing his belly.

"Oh, well, out of those options, I joined for the money?"

"Ha, well! $100k a year is roughly how much it's costing me to look after each of my children. They eat like horses, and they're all under 5."

"Sorry, what?"

"Clearly you didn't read the details, just like me. It's kinda in the name... PREGO... sounds like..."

"Oh shit!"

"Bingo! You're up the duff, mate. And sounds like you joined the new stream of the research, called PREGO-Max. I've been asked if I want to join, and I've said hell no. So, good luck..."

Rusty turned away, feeling a deeply sick feeling in his stomach. "Listen to your body" kept ringing in his head.

***

And Rusty well and truly listened to his body. The PREGO-Max program is specifically looking at how elastic the male body could become, allowing more men to become pregnant either more frequently or with multiples, and then safely and healthily return to their pre-pregnancy physiques sooner than those in the PREGO Program. In other words, it's the PREGO Program on much stronger hormones.

Rusty was mortified by how rapidly his body was transforming. He lost a lot of his muscle mass, which clearly converted to energy for the huge baby growing inside him. One of Rusty's fellow officers jokingly poked him in the chest one time, which triggered a wave of pleasure across his body. It was the first sign that he was growing fully-functioning breasts to feed plenty of milk to his child.

After finally reaching the end stage of his first pregnancy, Rusty was keen to move to Part 1B of the first phase - transition back to pre-maternal physique. He worked out incredibly hard at the base gym, and made the most of the incredible hormones provided by the Max program. Sure enough, after 3 months of work - made easier by the fact he was off-duty on parental leave for that time - he looked almost exactly how he did before he signed on. For the researchers, they were amazed by how malleable Rusty's body was.

The only part that appeared to not budge in changing back was Rusty's chest, which made some sense as he was still producing milk for the baby. He was a bit peeved that he couldn't reduce the swelling, but he hoped it might change once all the hormones are completely out of him. Otherwise, he noticed that he wasn't quite able to fit into his pre-pregnancy pants due to his hips and butt blowing up, so he had to go a size or two up.

After a couple of months away from the Max program, it became clear that Rusty was struggling to afford to look after the child. Ryan was right when he said that the kids coming out from this program are ravenous, and that's just with Rusty trying to feed formula to his child to make up for his weaning breast milk supply.

So, after some careful thought, Rusty decided to sign up for the PREGO-Max Program one more time. The researchers were ecstatic, and made some minor tweaks to Rusty's program to see if he could handle the most extreme option available.

"Listen to your body" was ringing in Rusty's head.

***

Rusty slowly waddled into the photography studio. All he was told by the Max Program researchers was to arrive for some photos, notwithstanding this was not his regular weekly progression photos at the research lab. One of the researchers explained that they wanted to celebrate Rusty being the first male in the program to carrying quadruplets safely. Rusty bristled at the thought of this gargantuan excuse of a belly being worthy of celebration, but he put on a brave face and took part in the photoshoot.

Rusty became a star of the PREGO Program very quickly due to his unique situation. The researchers would beg Rusty often to present at networking sessions, but Rusty continually refused the offer. He would arrive at the sessions, say hi and vent to Ryan, then leave the session.

At the next networking session, Rusty came early to grab a seat near the back of the mess so that he could make his quick exit as usual. Ryan quickly sat next to him, holding his newborn baby.

"So, do you know what today's speaker topic is?" Ryan asked.

"I have no clue at all... all I know is that I want it to be a quick speech so I can get out of here. I can feel these babies sitting at my ass."

"Well, you're the one who decided to -"

"I didn't fucking sign up to carry four!"

At that moment, a researcher got up on stage and began a presentation on developments with multiple pregnancies across the PREGO and PREGO-Max Programs. Most people dozed off, including Rusty. However, Ryan very quickly nudged Rusty awake when they showed off Rusty's photoshoot to the crowd, acknowledging his achievement.

"Those motherfuckers." Rusty muttered under his breath. One of the kids kicked him directly on his prostate, causing his penis to accidentally cum. "I am actually done after this."

"Yeah yeah, you say that, then next year you're going to see the money dry up and come back for more... You know, 'listening to your body' and all that?" Ryan said as the presentation ended.

Rusty grunted as he slowly got up from his seat and waddled out of the venue, trying to avoid engaging with anyone, particularly the fucking researchers of the PREGO Program.

[blakeswritingimagines]

You're On Your Period

Quinn Hughes: He usually tries to be supportive and understanding. He'll ask what you need or if there's anything he can do to help. He'll get you things like chocolates, ice cream, or your favorite snack to cheer you up. He might rub your back or just give you a hug. Sometimes just having someone to talk to and lend a listening ear if that's all you needs. Plus the emotional support, of course.

Jack Hughes: When you're on your period, Jack is always ready to help in any way he can. He understands that it can be a difficult time for you, and he wants to make sure you feel comfortable and supported. Jack starts by asking you if you need anything, whether it's a hot water bottle, pain medication, or even just a cuddle. He makes sure you have everything you need to feel comfortable. If you're feeling bloated or cramped, he gently massages your stomach or back to help relieve the discomfort.

Luke Hughes: Luke is a considerate and supportive boyfriend. When you're on your period, he goes out of his way to make sure you feel comfortable and cared for. For example, he offers to bring your favorite snacks, like chocolate or ice cream, to help soothe any cravings. He also offers to give you a back massage or apply warm compresses to help ease cramping. If you're feeling moody or emotional, he may provide a listening ear and offer words of support and understanding. He helps you with household chores or errands if you're not feeling up to it.

Nico Hischier: Nico takes care of you in several ways. First, he makes sure you have everything you need, such as pads and pain medication. He also offers to prepare your favorite comfort foods and drinks to help you feel better. He provides emotional support by listening to you and validating your feelings. He offers extra cuddles and massages to help you relax. Nico also helps with household chores and responsibilities to reduce your stress and discomfort. Overall, he makes sure to be there for you and shows you extra care and attention during this time.

Timo Meier: As a caring boyfriend, Timo is always willing to lend a hand when you're on your period. He makes sure to be extra attentive and understanding of your needs, whether it’s bringing you a warm cup of tea, buying your favorite snacks, or simply offering you a shoulder to lean on. He also helps you with any menstrual cramps or discomfort you may be experiencing by massaging your back, bringing you a heating pad, and running errands for you to make your life easier during that time of the month. He understands that your period can be a difficult week for you both physically and emotionally, and he does everything he can to help.

Dawson Mercer: When you're on your period, he tries to be as supportive as he can be. It’s important to him to make your comfortable and take care of your needs. He’ll go out and buy your favorite snacks and treats, and stock up on supplies, like pads and tampons, so you have what you need on hand. He’ll also check in with you often to see how you're feeling and if you need anything. Sometimes you just need someone to talk to and let off some steam.

John Marino: John is very supportive and caring when you're on your period. He makes sure to ask you how you're feeling and if there's anything he can do to help you feel more comfortable. He understands that you may be experiencing cramps or other symptoms and will do his best to make things easier for you. He offers to make you tea or bring you a heating pad to alleviate any pain or discomfort. He also offers to watch a movie or do something special to take your mind off of things. Overall, he does everything he can to make you feel loved and supported during your period.

Kirby Dach: When you're on your period, he tries to be supportive and understanding. He offers to get your water, heat up a heating pad for you, get your pads or tampons if you need them, pick up some ibuprofen or any other meds you might need, and will go fetch you your favorite foods if you're having cravings. Kirby also tries to be extra affectionate and will give you a shoulder rub if you're cramping.

Juraj Slafkovsky: He always makes sure to be extra attentive and understanding. He knows it can be a difficult time for you, so he tries to do whatever he can to make you more comfortable. He'll often bring you some painkillers or comfort food, like chocolate or ice cream, and he'll make sure to be extra affectionate and offer you a shoulder to lean on if you need it. He also tries to be patient and understanding if you're feeling more emotional or cranky than usual.

Arber Xhekaj: When you're on your period, he does everything he can to make you feel comfortable and cared for. He makes sure you have everything you need, whether it's your favorite snacks or a hot water bottle. He tries to be more understanding and patient with you, since he knows that hormonal changes can make you feel more emotional. And, of course, he gives you extra cuddles and kisses to help you feel loved and extra special.

Cole Caufield: Well, it really depends on what kind of support you need. Sometimes if all you need is a kind word to let you know that he cares and that he's trying to understand what you're going through. Sometimes, he’ll get you a cup of tea or a glass of water to soothe your discomfort. Other times, you just need a hug and a word of reassurance that things will get better. But most importantly, it’s about making sure you know that he's always here for you, no matter what.

Kaiden Guhle: Kaiden is very supportive and understanding of you during your period. He makes sure to provide you with plenty of comfort and understanding. He offers to bring your pain medication or hot/cold pads if you experience cramps and pains. He also offers to help you with household chores or other tasks you may not feel up to doing yourself. If you're feeling a bit down or emotional, he offers you a hug or a listening ear, reminding you that it's normal to feel that way during your period. Kaiden also offers to bring you favorite snacks or comfort foods.

Jamie Drysdale: Jamie is always quick to offer his support and comfort to you when you're on your period. Here's what he does in detail: He makes sure to ask you how you're feeling and if you need anything, like a warm drink or a heating pad. He offers to go to the store and pick up any items you might need, such as pads or tampons, he is understanding and patient, even if you're feeling cranky or irritable. He is willing to cuddle and show physical affection to make you feel loved and comfortable.

Matt Rempe: He does everything he can to make you feel comfortable and taken care of. He checks in on you frequently, asking how you're feeling and how he can help. He makes sure you have everything you need, such as pain medication and heating pads, and offers to pick up anything you might need. He also understands that you may be feeling more emotional and sensitive during this time, and is patient and understanding with you, offering reassurance and support. To help with cramps, Matt might offer to give you a gentle belly rub, or bring you favorite snacks and gifts.

[stillfoodforguys]

I already had a crush on my hot stud of a friend named Adam, but my desire for him got even stronger after a drunken confession he made one night. He boldly admitted that his cum had unusual properties, and that anyone who swallowed enough of a load from him would shrink to about a third of their size. After learning the effect was only temporary I insisted to try it out for myself, and it eventually became a regular thing.

I would suck Adam’s sizeable cock until he pumped his load down my throat. What he hadn’t warned me about the first time was the sheer amount of cum he produced. I could feel the thick liquid make my throat bulge as I guzzled it down, gasping for air after the struggle was over. But it was worth it for what came next, the arousing sensation of his seed transforming my body until I was barely 2 feet tall. That left me with the enjoyment of worshipping his much larger, muscular body for hours to come, gradually returning to my original size by the following morning.

Adam was feeling especially horny one night and decided to use my mouth a second time, before I barely had chance to regrow. The added tightness was incredibly pleasurable for him, but having his excessive girth crammed down my throat was overwhelming for me. Swallowing his load was the most intense part, filling my stomach with so much of the warm, sticky liquid that my belly was visibly bloated. Once again his power took hold, the extra dose reducing me to about 10 inches tall.

Deeply relaxed after his two orgasms, Adam quickly fell asleep with my tiny form lying beside him. As his snoring thundered from above, I couldn’t keep my eyes off his body, enthralled by how huge and powerful he looked. Watching his giant, hard member twitch as he dreamed away, I was drawn to the idea of lapping up his precum, in the hopes that I might stay this size for longer.

I clambered onto Adam and buried my face in his slit, savouring the salty taste that I had become obsessed with. At some point I pushed a little too hard, my head suddenly slipping inside. My instinctive struggling only made me sink deeper, and the throbbing of his erection accidentally kneaded me through his shaft. I was pulled all the way into his balls, engulfed in a pool of his hot, raw semen that wasted no time in melting me down to become part of it.

Adam woke up in the morning positively dying to jerk off, with two questions on his mind after he busted all over himself. Where was his friend, and why was that the biggest load he’d ever made?

[zeroseuniverse]

Frog In The Fog

Word Count:691 Summary: "I don’t trust you," you said once, stirring stew. "Good," he said. "I don’t trust frogs either." Pairing: Prince Naveen inspired Intak X F Reader

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The swamp didn’t hum so much as it gurgled. Thick with secrets and soggy roots, it whispered in the way rot sometimes does—quietly, insistently. Somewhere off in the muck, something slopped—a wet, bloated sound as a bubble of air escaped through a slick patch of algae. You didn’t flinch. This was home now—mud, moss, and monsters included.

What did make you flinch was the voice.

"Oh. It’s you."

You turned, slow as sap, arms folding across your chest. The cracked lantern you’d found last winter sat in your palm, trembling just slightly. Not from fear. No—the frog inside still had too much pride for that.

Two golden eyes blinked up at you through the smeared glass, smug even in miniature. Somehow, even reduced to green skin and webbed toes, he managed to look vaguely condescending.

"Guess you’re not so above my boots now, huh?"

His throat bubbled once. Annoyance. Maybe guilt. You hoped for both.

The first week, you carried him by his leg.

Dangling from a vine looped through his ankle, he swung like a pendulum as you trekked through brambles and fog. He complained. Endlessly.

"This is undignified."

"You’re a frog."

"A prince."

"A frog prince dangling over my breakfast."

He had the gall to croak disdainfully. "I wouldn’t call moldy berries and boiled roots a breakfast."

You grinned. "Then starve, Your Sliminess."

It should’ve stayed like that. You punishing him with every step, him squirming and puffing up like it made a difference.

But he started remembering.

Little things, at first. Your boots—worn, scuffed. Your accent—still sharp with the drawl he once mocked. He remembered the way you’d stared up at the palace as a child, all big eyes and hollow stomach, and the way he’d laughed.

"You? With that accent and those boots? You’ll be lucky to serve soup in this place, let alone belong in it."

You remembered too.

"You were cruel," you said one night, unprompted, as you set him beside the fire.

He didn’t argue. Just looked into the flames. "I was a boy who thought being untouchable meant being better."

You didn’t respond. But you didn’t hang him upside down that night either.

By the second month, you stopped pretending he was just a burden.

You talked. About the curse—how it could only be broken by making amends. About his kingdom—rotting under regents who wore jewels like shackles. About yourself—how surviving meant becoming sharper, harder, smarter.

"I don’t trust you," you said once, stirring stew.

"Good," he said. "I don’t trust frogs either."

You snorted despite yourself. He grinned.

Then came the spirit.

The swamp didn’t take kindly to healing. And when you found the heartroot—what you needed for the next phase of his cursebreaking—you also found the guardian.

It slithered through the mist like oil, voice like wind through bone.

"The prince must pay."

You shoved him behind you without thinking.

"He is paying."

The curse lashed toward you. Too fast.

But he moved faster.

The spirit hit him square in the chest. For a moment, he sparked—like light through rain—and you screamed.

You didn’t notice the silence until his small body rolled into your lap.

"Don’t—don’t die, you idiotic, arrogant—"

"Are you... crying?"

Your breath hitched. He was blinking up at you again—glowing faintly.

"You’re glowing."

"I feel... strange."

A beat. Then a crack like thunder—and light enveloped him.

When it cleared, a man lay in your lap.

Tall. Familiar eyes. Less smug than you remembered.

You stared.

"This was never about the kiss, was it?" he asked softly.

You brushed hair from his forehead. "No. It was about becoming someone who deserved to be kissed."

He laughed, small and real.

"Do I?"

You didn’t answer.

But you didn’t pull away either.

He didn’t ask you to come with him. Not that night.

But weeks later, he found you where the swamp gave way to stone paths.

He offered his hand—not as a prince, but as a man who’d learned how to kneel.

You looked at it.

Then at him.

"Alright," you said. "But you’re still cooking."

He grinned.

"Yes, ma’am."

And for the first time, you took his hand willingly.

[sadoeuphemist]

Slymphs are aquatic parasites commonly found in brackish water, such as estuaries and coastal swampland, though certain species of freshwater slymph may be found inhabiting the shallow regions of lakes and slow-moving streams. They typically range in size from a few inches to roughly a foot long, with the largest specimen on record measuring just over three feet.

Slymphs feed via the suckers on either end of their body, marked by two or three concentric rings of teeth. Once a slymph latches on to a host, it injects a cocktail of neurotransmitters that serves to convince the host's nervous system that the slymph is a perfectly healthy part of their body. The host will subsequently react negatively to any attempt to remove the slymph, with similar intensity to the proposed amputation of an arm or a leg.

If the slymph is killed or otherwise removed, the conviction that it is part of their body will remain, and the host may seek medical attention for the detached slymph, or try to reattach it themselves. This delusion will fade over the next day or so as the slymph's saliva is flushed out of their system.

If, however, the slymph is allowed to remain attached, it will gradually integrate its circulatory system with the host's over the course of several months, its mouthpiece dissolving to meld with the host's flesh. This new appendage seems to have little deleterious effect on the host, other than potentially being cumbersome or unsightly, in addition to the periodic urge to go wading in brackish water in co-incidence with slymph mating season. Those possessing this organ treat it like any other part of their body and attribute to it a panoply of useful functions, such as helping to filter the toxins out of their blood, or making them more sensitive to moisture in the air. So far, any such effects have yet to be empirically proven.

A similar adaptation can be observed in the so-called "emperor slymph", which despite being closely related to the slymph is a different species altogether. The emperor is known by a number of regional names, some of the more colorful ones including: the brackwife, godsflesh, Tom's Lost Scrote, the crown-of-limbs, and twinning folly. The emperor slymph will ambush its prey using its multiple proboscises, which it can fling out like harpoons to inject its prey with a potent dose of neurotransmitters in order to pacify them. Unlike its smaller cousin, the emperor slymph will only feed until satiated, unlatching after it has had its fill of blood.

A person who has served as nourishment for an emperor is under no delusions about its physical characteristics. They will be perfectly capable of recognizing it as a multi-headed beast about the size of a walrus, with snaking necks and sucking toothless mouths designed to seal around a wound, sluggish and territorial, spending hours submerged beneath the water waiting for unsuspecting prey to come wading through its swamp. They will simply be convinced that this bloated creature is somehow a part of their own body, its hungers as natural as their own stomach grumbling at them, and must be provided for and taken care of as such.

Those afflicted by an emperor slymph will return to it for regular feedings. If the emperor has been hunting poorly, and they are its only source of blood, they will take their own anemia as a sign that the equivalent of a blood transfusion is necessary to stay alive. How they go about acquiring someone else for the emperor to feed on will vary greatly from person to person, depending on the severity of their situation and the morality of the person involved.

Multiple cults and communes have grown around the appetites of an emperor slymph, as a surplus of people to feed on means the quantity of blood drawn from each is reduced to a mere tongueful, almost ceremonial. Some adherents of this faith will claim that their mutual feeding has created a bond closer than love or kinship. As their philosophers and theologians propose, not entirely without merit: the slymphs' compatibility with our biology suggests a shared design that runs through our disparate natures, as if all the strange and wondrous creatures of the earth are more fundamentally the same than we realize, each of us an outstretched limb of divinity, flesh of flesh and blood of blood.

[scoops-aboy86]

Prompt: Rose (@steddiemicrofic) | wc: 367 | Rating: M | CW: consensual objectification, weight gain, belly kink | Additional Tags: chubby eddie munson, feeder steve harrington

Was knocking around this idea with @hotluncheddie the other day and, heh. Something stuck.

Dough

As promised, it starts like a massage. Eddie is plaint under Steve's wide palms, full from another day his doting boyfriend seeing to all his material needs. The waterproof sheet on the massage table crinkles slightly as he relaxes even further. Olive oil scented with fragrant rosemary glistens on Steve's hands and Eddie's skin in the low light. 

The only other tip sounds in the room are Steve humming in satisfaction as he glides effortlessly around soft curves and Eddie's stomach burbling, working through all the food from dinner. 

"Looking good," Steve says to himself. "Time to roll out the dough."

He guides Eddie into turning over, clumsy from both the bloat and the gooey puddle that Steve's ministrations have reduced him to. Gets him settled on his back. Eddie bites his plush bottom lip around an airy burp as Steve starts to rub over his belly, coating his stretch marks and love handles with a fresh layer of oil. Kneeding into his softness with big, strong hands that occasionally just splay out flat and press, indent, move on. Working him over thoroughly from top to bottom and back again. 

Eddie's totally boneless. He doesn't need to think or speak; dough doesn't do any of those things. He's free to close his eyes and just drift, be taken care of. 

After a few minutes or a blissful eternity, Steve's touch eases into just a light presence on one plush love handle. "Time for the dough to rest now," he murmurs. "Then we'll check in the morning to see how much it rose overnight."

And then Steve slides his arms under the crinkly sheet and lifts him. Eddie is surprised, but still so relaxed that he barely even twitches. Then he sighs deeply where he comes to a rest, cradled to his boyfriend's strong chest, as he's carried from the massage table and to Steve's bedroom. Tucked into bed with one last sweet treat pressed to his lips for the night, a little last minute addition that Steve gasps out something about "gonna help you rise so good baby."

Tomorrow, Eddie will get to spend the whole day smoking weed and lounging in the sun, being happily baked. 

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[stuffedgut]

The greedy pig begged for every second of it. Begged to be stuffed with another mouthful. Begged to have another soda poured down his throat. Begged to made bigger. Begged to be made huge. Begging to keep growing until their feeder was happy.

By the end of his feeding, the pig was engulfed by his fat, bloated gut. His stomach had swelled like a yoga ball, his added girth now resting atop the table, which now painfully dug into his expanding waistline. He had been reduced to nothing more than a round, tight, sweaty mess. The pressure in his gut made speaking difficult, allowing only hiccups and small burps to leave his mouth. His stomach ached and churned as thousands of calories tried to be digested.

Despite the pain of the table digging into his flesh, despite the pain of his skin being pulled tight around his belly, the pig was in ecstasy. His cock already leaking in his underwear. Too busy massaging his gut with his thumbs, he didn’t see his feeder make his way to the other side of the table.

Ever so gently, the feeder pushed the table top deeper into the pig’s distressed stomach.

*UUUUURRRRRRRAAAAAAAAP*

The added pressure digging into his gut erupted into an explosive burp. The feeder rolled his head back in pleasure as his feeder finally pulled the table back and away from his gut, releasing a smaller, tamer burp.

Pulling the table away, the feeder looked in lust at the view of his pig’s stuffed, sweaty belly. His shirt now so tight it failed to hide his new girth. Looking his pig up and down, he first admired his pig’s drowsy, beautifully stuffed face. Slowly looking farther south, he noticed where his pig’s pecs met his distended flesh. A sharp angle transitioning from his flat chest to his curved gut. Even further down, he watched his pig rub his fat, taught gut in slow circles. Small burps reverberating through his body. Below that, the feeders eyes dilated at what he saw.

His pig had burst his jean button. They would later look for it, and fail to find it. The feeder, failing to resist temptation any longer, reached his hand toward where the button used to be, his fingers teasingly stroking the zipper that separated his hand from his pig’s twitching cock. With both his hands busy trying to relieve his stuffed belly, the pig could only whimper as his feeder delicately pulled down the zipper. The feeder watched the belly inch forward as he undid the zipper, giving the strained gut space to fully expand.

“Fuck, you really know how to get me excited,” the feeder spoke gently as he finally placed his hands on the pig’s desperate body. With his zipper undone, the pig’s jeans slid lower under his fat gut while his shirt slid up to his belly button as the pig leaned back and arched into his feeder’s touch. “What? You like it when I touch you here?,” the feeder whispered as one of his hands moved lower to cup his pig’s groin.

His pig was still too full to talk back. A moan and a small hiccup was enough for the feeder to know his answer. “I want to see more of you,” the feeder whispered into his pigs neck as his hands reached for the pig’s t-shirt collar. A quick tug split the neckline, and the feeder ripped the shirt down the middle, exposing his pig’s fat, greedy belly. “Looks like I made you sweat this time. Maybe I pushed you too far.”

“Mm-mm,” his pig muffled back. One hand still rubbing his painful gut, his other hand reached sideways and grabbed the remaining can of soda. With a sharp crack, the can popped open, and the pig chugged, and chugged, and chugged, leaving his feeder wide-eyed as he watched his pig grow even bigger.

*UUUUUUUURRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUURRRRRRAAAAAAAP*

“I’ll let you know when you push me too far,” the pig replied.

“Brat.”

“Get these jeans off me, and I might have room for more,” the pig teased back.

In a swift motion, the jeans were pulled down to the pig’s ankles, leaving him exposed in his torn shirt and boxers wet in anticipation.

“Fuck, you ate like a greedy pig. Look at this,” the feeder said, gently tracing his finger over the taught skin of the belly, “you’ve eaten so much you can hardly move. Helpless. Like a beached whale, desperate to please me until you’re a fat, sweaty mess.”

The feeder saw his pig’s cock twitch under his boxers.

“You like it when I call you what you are? A fat, submissive pig?”

His boxers again flicked into motion as if his cock was trying to fight against the constraint.

“Call me your pig,” the feedee whimpered, his hands still on his gut, leaving his member throbbing and begging for attention.

“You’re my fat, greedy pig,” the feeder whispered, sliding the boxers lower to reveal his leaking member. “Now come for me.”

Without even touching, the feeder watched his pig’s cock leak come onto the floor as he came, it’s twitching slowly coming to a stop while his massive belly continued to bob up and down with each heavy breath.

“Good boy. How does it feel? Getting so big for me you can’t even see yourself come off my command alone?”

Despite the climax, he watched his pig’s cock swell back into arousal at his degradation. His pig stared back at his feeder over his massive belly, his eyes glancing down at his feeder’s own erect member.

“What? Fatass hungry for more?” His cock thrummed against his pants. “Get on your knees.”

The eager pig followed his orders. His gut was still painfully stuffed, the pig had to hold his gut with his hands as he stumbled onto his knees, his fat belly glistening with sweat as it hung out of his ripped shirt. Looking up at his feeder, the pig begged to be filled more, begged to take his feeders cock into his mouth. He was stuffed painfully full, but his feeder made him swallow his load as he finished in his mouth.

“I knew a greedy pig like you would have room for dessert.”

[girlyjourney]

I've decided to challenge myself with the 75 hard. I'm not pleased with how my body has looked this year and I decided i just want to improve my appearance overall and after a bit of research i decided the 75 hard would be a good way to achieve these changes.

Id like to work on keeping my stomach flat, I have a relatively small waist but I bloat really bad and I don't really like how it makes my outfits looks so I want to find out what causes my bloating and also workout more to keep in shape.

I've also been drinking more water so I want to keep that up as well

I recently did a big chop and my main focus id keeping my curls healthy while also retaining length.

I'm also working on reducing the scars left behind from pimple popping (I have an aunt who is always in my face).

I'll be posting weekly updates as well as progress pictures <3

[diospore]

Thoughts on All Might's Muscle Transformation:

The logistics of All Might's muscular transformation is actually due in part to a weak genetic holdover from an ancestor's quirk. Not strong enough to be detected or considered a quirk but strong enough that his muscles are slightly different than those of a regular person outside of his bloodline. This is similar to how Tokoyami has his beak and birdlike head with that not being his quirk, and other similar seemingly non-connected appearance changes.

Essentially Toshinori's body can produce temporary muscle cells which would normally be held together by the physical crystalline structure of One for All. With One for All weakened or gone, the muscles can still form but have less structure holding them and thus break down quicker. The process of breaking down produces a gas, possibly similar to the bloat stage of body decomposing.

Thus, it probably doesn't smell that great when he runs out of time.

It was either cellular decomposition or water, but water wouldn't make sense to me. He would have to drink a lot more water than the average person and considering his stomach's reduced capacity he would definitely be constantly dehydrated and that would affect his reaction times etc. Also, the water weight "muscles" wouldn't exactly have the same firmness as regular muscles, he'd be visibly squishy unless the muscles were somehow firmer on the outside which, I can't really imagine happening. So, cellular decomposition it is.

He could probably pass it off as bad gas or something, but I feel bad since it's just one more thing for him to be insecure about.

TL:DR: uh oh stinky

[tiredwitchplant]

Everything You Need to Know About Herbs : Ginger (root)

Ginger (Zingiber officinale)

*Kitchen Herb *Medical Herb *Masculine

Folks Names: African Ginger, Sheng Jian, Singabera

Planet: Mars

Element: Fire

Deities: Hecate, Ameretat, Artemis

Abilities: Love, Money. Success, Power, Safety

Characteristics: A perennial plant growing to 2 ft with lance-shaped leaves and spikes of white or yellow flowers. Is native to Asia and is grown throughout the tropics. Ginger prefers fertile soil and plenty of rain.

History: Wild or cultivated, ginger root is an ideal herb to add to rituals and spells because it acts like a booster for the power involved. Apart from its use as a spice and as a base for alcoholic liquors of one kind or another, ginger has for a very long time enjoyed a reputation for medicinal use, from the prescription of Arabian and Persian doctors for impotence, to its still popular reputation as a stomach settler, and this use dates from the earliest records. Ginger tea, even ginger biscuits, help to combat travel sickness, or morning sickness and nausea generally. It was used for asthma in Russian folk medicine. The recipe given is a pound of ginger grated, put in a quart bottle, which was filled with alcohol. This was kept warm for two weeks, shaken occasionally, until the infusion was the color of weak tea. This was strained, and the sediment allowed to settle. Then the liquid was poured into another bottle, and the infusion taken twice a day.

How to Grow:

Easy to Grow: Yes

Rating: Beginner Friendly

Seeds Accessible: Sort of but root is

How to Grow Ginger (article)

How to Grow from Seeds

How to Grow from Store Bought

Where to Buy Seeds

Magical Properties:

Can boost the power of spells and rituals with its own heat like energy when consumed beforehand

Used to jump-start love, stimulate finances, and increase potential success in anything

In an elixir, the root acts as an energizing tonic and brings strength, courage, and health

Putting ginger in your pillow can create a better night’s sleep

Can give protection during childbirth

Whole ginger roots planted and grown can attract money, along with sprinkling powdered ginger into one’s pocket

Dobu islanders with chew and spit ginger at the “seat” of an illness to cure it and to halt oncoming storms

To promote lust, sprinkle ginger around your home

Medical Usage:

Speeds up the rate of gastric emptying and aids the absorption of nutrients from the digestive tract, which helps treat anemia

Relieves nausea and vomiting, especially with morning sickness

Reduces muscle pain after exercise and is effective against menstrual pain

Excellent remedy for indigestion, nausea, gas, bloating, cramps and other digestive complaints

Stimulates circulation and helps with the flow of blood to the surface

Remedy for coughs, colds, flu and other respiratory problems

Stimulates sweating and helps to cool and control fevers

Sources

[freeonlineworkouts]

How Do I Get Rid of My Belly Pooch?

Getting rid of a belly pooch (the stubborn fat around the lower abdomen) requires a combination of targeted exercises, healthy eating, and lifestyle changes. While spot reduction isn’t possible, you can reduce overall body fat and tone your core to achieve a flatter stomach. Here’s a comprehensive, science-backed guide to help you tackle that belly pooch:

1. Understand the Causes of Belly Pooch

Before diving into solutions, it’s important to understand why belly pooch occurs:

Excess Body Fat: Stored fat in the abdominal area.

Hormonal Changes: Cortisol (stress hormone) and estrogen imbalances can lead to fat storage in the lower belly.

Poor Posture: Slouching can make your belly appear more pronounced.

Bloating: Digestive issues or food intolerances can cause temporary bloating.

Weak Core Muscles: Lack of muscle tone in the abdominal area.

2. Nutrition: The Foundation for Fat Loss

You can’t out-exercise a bad diet. Focus on these nutrition strategies to reduce overall body fat:

2.1 Eat in a Calorie Deficit

How It Works: Consume fewer calories than you burn to lose fat.

Tip: Use a calorie-tracking app to monitor your intake.

2.2 Prioritize Protein

Why: Protein boosts metabolism, reduces appetite, and preserves muscle mass.

Sources: Lean meats, fish, eggs, tofu, legumes, and Greek yogurt.

2.3 Choose Healthy Fats

Why: Healthy fats keep you full and support hormone balance.

Sources: Avocados, nuts, seeds, olive oil, and fatty fish.

2.4 Reduce Refined Carbs and Sugars

Why: Excess sugar and refined carbs can lead to fat storage, especially in the belly.

Tip: Replace white bread, pasta, and sugary snacks with whole grains, fruits, and vegetables.

2.5 Stay Hydrated

Why: Water aids digestion, reduces bloating, and supports metabolism.

Tip: Drink at least 8-10 glasses of water daily.

2.6 Limit Alcohol

Why: Alcohol is high in empty calories and can contribute to belly fat.

Tip: Opt for healthier alternatives like sparkling water with lemon.

3. Exercise: Burn Fat and Tone Your Core

Combine cardio, strength training, and core exercises to target belly fat and build muscle.

3.1 Cardio for Fat Loss

Why: Cardio burns calories and reduces overall body fat.

Examples: Running, cycling, swimming, or HIIT workouts.

Frequency: 3-5 times per week for 30-45 minutes.

3.2 Strength Training

Why: Building muscle increases your resting metabolic rate, helping you burn more calories.

Examples: Squats, deadlifts, lunges, and push-ups.

Frequency: 2-3 times per week.

3.3 Core-Specific Exercises

Why: Strengthening your core muscles helps tone and flatten your stomach.

Exercises:

Plank: Hold for 30-60 seconds, engaging your core.

Bicycle Crunches: 3 sets of 15-20 reps.

Leg Raises: 3 sets of 12-15 reps.

Russian Twists: 3 sets of 20 twists (10 per side).

Mountain Climbers: 3 sets of 30 seconds.

Frequency: 3-4 times per week.

4. Lifestyle Changes to Support Fat Loss

4.1 Manage Stress

Why: High cortisol levels can lead to fat storage in the belly.

Tips: Practice yoga, meditation, or deep breathing exercises.

4.2 Get Enough Sleep

Why: Poor sleep disrupts hormones that regulate hunger and fat storage.

Tip: Aim for 7-9 hours of quality sleep per night.

4.3 Improve Posture

Why: Good posture engages your core muscles and makes your belly appear flatter.

Tip: Practice standing and sitting tall, with your shoulders back and core engaged.

4.4 Reduce Bloating

Why: Bloating can make your belly pooch more noticeable.

Tips:

Avoid processed foods and carbonated drinks.

Identify and eliminate food intolerances (e.g., gluten, dairy).

Eat smaller, more frequent meals.

5. Advanced Tips for Stubborn Belly Fat

5.1 Intermittent Fasting

How It Works: Restrict eating to a specific window (e.g., 8 hours) to promote fat burning.

Example: Eat between 12 PM and 8 PM, fast for 16 hours.

5.2 High-Intensity Interval Training (HIIT)

Why: HIIT burns more calories in less time and boosts metabolism.

Example: 20-30 minutes of alternating sprints and rest.

5.3 Incorporate Resistance Training

Why: Building muscle increases your resting metabolic rate.

Example: Add weights to your squats, lunges, and core exercises.

6. Sample Weekly Plan to Target Belly Pooch

Monday:

Cardio: 30-minute run or brisk walk.

Core Workout: Plank, bicycle crunches, and leg raises.

Tuesday:

Strength Training: Full-body workout (squats, push-ups, rows).

Wednesday:

HIIT: 20-minute session (e.g., 30 seconds sprint, 30 seconds rest).

Thursday:

Core Workout: Russian twists, mountain climbers, and planks.

Friday:

Cardio: 45-minute cycling or swimming.

Saturday:

Strength Training: Lower body focus (lunges, deadlifts, glute bridges).

Sunday:

Rest or Active Recovery: Yoga or stretching.

7. Patience and Consistency

Why: Belly fat is often the last to go, so consistency is key.

Tip: Track your progress with photos, measurements, or how your clothes fit.

Conclusion

Getting rid of a belly pooch requires a holistic approach that combines healthy eating, regular exercise, and lifestyle changes. By focusing on reducing overall body fat, strengthening your core, and addressing underlying factors like stress and bloating, you can achieve a flatter, more toned stomach. Remember, consistency and patience are key—stick with your plan, and you’ll see results over time!

References

Harvard Medical School. (2020). Abdominal fat and what to do about it. Retrieved from www.health.harvard.edu.

American Council on Exercise (ACE). (2019). The Truth About Spot Reduction. Retrieved from www.acefitness.org.

Schoenfeld, B. J. (2011). The effects of resistance training on body composition and strength in obese women. Journal of Strength and Conditioning Research, 25(1), 1-10.

By following this guide, you’ll be well on your way to saying goodbye to your belly pooch and hello to a stronger, healthier you!

[pucksandpower]

It's ferritin-less girl here. I've been to every specialist my physician has sent me to - gynecologist, gastroenterologist, hematologist, you name it. I don't have celiac disease and my pylori test came back negative.

I know about caffeine, tea and alcohol reducing iron absorption. That's why I take my iron supplements minimum 2 hours after I had them. I also take 1 gram of vitamin C every day for about 2 weeks every month to help with period flow and iron absorption. I also regularly take folic acid.

My periods are normal I'd say. I don't bleed in between, no spotting or anything. Had uterus ultrasound, everything was fine.

Talking about iron from food, I eat meat basically every day. Chicken, turkey, beef, and I usually pair it with some kind of vegetable/salad. On weekends I try to eat fish like salmon, tuna.

My physician suggested to keep taking iron supplements and when I'm done, to just keep tracking iron levels and start taking supplements again when it starts to drop again.

Hi, ferritin-less girl! I appreciate the detailed update. It sounds like you’ve been incredibly thorough, which is great (but also frustrating when there’s no clear answer). Since you’ve ruled out the usual suspects, here are a few less commonly discussed factors that might be worth looking into:

Even if you don’t feel inflamed, low-grade inflammation (from things like chronic stress, sleep deprivation, or even mild gut imbalances) can mess with iron metabolism. Inflammation increases hepcidin, a hormone that blocks iron absorption and traps it in storage.

How’s your sleep and stress? If either is off, managing those could help iron levels stabilize.

Iron metabolism relies on copper and vitamin A to transport and store iron properly. Deficiencies in either can lead to stubbornly low ferritin despite good iron intake.

Copper sources: shellfish, nuts, seeds, organ meats, and dark chocolate.

Vitamin A sources: egg yolks, dairy, liver, and orange/yellow veggies (though animal sources are best for absorption).

Even without celiac or H. pylori, low stomach acid or gut microbiome imbalances can impact iron uptake. If you ever have bloating, indigestion, or feel like food “sits” in your stomach, that could be a clue.

Taking a little lemon juice or apple cider vinegar before meals can help with absorption if stomach acid is low.

Even with normal periods, you’re losing more than just iron. Magnesium, zinc, and B12 all play a role in red blood cell production and iron metabolism. If you haven’t already, it might be worth checking zinc and B12 levels, since deficiencies can make it harder to restore ferritin.

Your physician’s approach makes sense — tracking levels and supplementing as needed is a practical solution. But if you’re looking to get ferritin up and keep it stable without relying on supplements forever, these might be some new angles to explore.