#tummy ache boy

[goawaygoodday]

Finally made a new account after lurking for forever 🙃

I like guys with tummy aches who become whiny, dramatic, pouty creatures when they have an aching belly. Submissive men who overeat and then beg for belly rubs and can’t stop moaning about their tummies aching makes me 🫠

There’s some cross over/adjacent kink stuff that I don’t mind and can be hot sometimes but,

basically the only thing I’m into is guys with tummy aches 😍🥺🫠

[teaboot]

how is Ollie doing?

Ollie crawled into my lap and snuggled with me for a solid hour and a half the other day. I thought this was odd, because he's been really bitey lately and isn't much of a cuddler. But his stomach was kind of bloated so I thought he might be gassy and feeling bad. So I rubbed his belly and enjoyed the cuddles until he was feeling better.

AND THEN I FOUND THE HOLE HE CHEWED THROUGH THE CAT FOOD BAG

[tinytummee]

With his belly round and heavy, the boy worries about the consequences of his actions…

[angelcakegf]

Can't stop thinking about a cute boy stuffed to the brim after a huge meal, looking up at me with teary puppy dog eyes as he lays on his back holding his poor swollen tummy and whimpering "I ate too much, it hurts...."

I immediately sit beside him to comfort him, petting his hair and peppering him with kisses as I soothe him with reassuring coos and rub his tight, tender stomach. He moans, maybe lets out some burps and hiccups mixed with whines of discomfort, but my touch and care feels so good that he can't help but snuggle up closer to me. He knows he'll be pampered for the rest of the day 💞

[ghozt-gutz]

Really wanted draw him having a tummy ache and maybe a little bit of a burp attack 🫢🥴😤

[the-duchess-of-domination]

Thanksgiving

here is a Thanksgiving fantasy to put you all in the mood.

your boyfriend is a people pleaser who has a hard time saying no. he fears disappointing people, and because of that you’ve got quite the line-up of Thanksgiving dinner invites: Friendsgiving with your mutual friends, Thanksgiving with his folks, Thanksgiving at your parent’s, a Thanksgiving dinner at his work. it’s a week long affair, and you’ve even got multiple dinners in one day with little time to recover. you slave away in the kitchen, making a new dish to bring to each dinner. your boyfriend, of course, is your taste tester.

the first dinner at your parent’s house is uneventful. this is his first holiday with your family, so he wants to make a good impression. he fervently eats anything that is put in front of him, and even though he doesn’t have room left for your mother’s sweet potato pie, he eats two slices.

the next day his work is having a Thanksgiving dinner. he brings you to meet his coworkers, and he wants to schmooze and charm them so much he takes a helping of Tanya’s mash potatoes, Carl’s filling, Genevieve’s green bean casserole. Not wanting to offend anyone, he fills a flimsy paper plate with so much food that it begins to bend. against all odds, every bite ends up in his rapidly tightening belly.

now it’s Thanksgiving Day, and you’ve got his family’s Thanksgiving in the early afternoon and your mutual Friendsgiving in the evening. your boyfriend’s mother gives him hearty scoops. that’s her little boy, after all. your boyfriend is noticeably petering out, but he doesn’t want to make his mother worry. he finishes his plate with an achingly full stomach, trained from the days of when he was a kid and wasn’t allowed to leave the dinner table without finishing his supper.

when it’s time for you to head to your Friendsgiving, you drive, and he sits in the passenger seat with his head against the headrest, wincing and cringing at every pothole you hit.

“you okay?” you ask him. “you’ve been awfully quiet.”

“yeah. just tired.” he lies.

at Friendsgiving, he listlessly plays with his turkey, pushing it around his plate with a fork, an elbow on the table and a hand supporting his head. while he doesn’t empty the plate, he hardly has anything to scrape into the trash.

when everyone retires to the living room, your boyfriend disappears. you search your friend’s house and see the bathroom door is closed. you knock.

“honey?” you say.

“hm?” your boyfriend replies.

“can i come in?”

“one sec.”

when you enter your boyfriend is sitting on the edge of the tub. he stands up quickly.

“what are you doing in here?” you ask.

“i just needed a minute.”

you look down to see a sliver of his white underwear. he zips up his fly, and sucks in his distended stomach to button his pants.

“are you okay?”

“yeah. it’s nothing. i just have a stomachache.”

you find this adorable. in an effort to get on everyone’s good side, to flatter them by eating their food, your boyfriend has given himself a terrible bellyache.

while your friends laugh over a card game at the coffee table, your boyfriend is distracted on the sofa, rubbing his stomach through the pocket of his hoodie. you put your hand in the pocket and start rubbing his belly, touching his cold hand with your warm one. his poor belly is hard and tight from everything he’s eaten in the past four days.

“does it hurt bad?” you whisper, and when he nods you say “do you want to leave early?”

he shakes his head. “we’re supposed to be having fun with our friends. i don’t want us to leave on my account.”

a mutual friend brings over a slice of pumpkin pie topped with whip cream. she offers it to your boyfriend. in horror you watch your boyfriend beam a fake smile and then graciously take the plate from her. the fork goes in his mouth. you feel his body shudder and his stomach growl angrily against your hand

what will Christmas bring?

[boytumms]

Found the old pocket boy art I was talking about in this post!!! Wow, I drew this all the way back in 2019…

[notgwad]

Some severe stomach cramps. My poor bloated intestines are rumbling.

[heytheretimbo]

murderface and cats make sense to me

[fatguarddog]

Mean feeder owner who gives me something they know will bloat my belly huge and make me feel heavy and uncomfortable on purpose because I'm just a dog and I take what I'm given to get huge for them

[boganovault]

Batober day 11: hurt

[goawaygoodday]

Hot guys have tummy issues

[rewrite-canon]

me when sad media piece about romantic relationship: light work no reaction

me when sad media piece about sibling dynamic: oh. okay. its got a little kick.

me when sad media piece about child-parental figure dynamic: LET ME GET UP LET ME GET UP LET ME GET UP ELT MEGET UP ELT ME GET UP ELTMR FJETY UP LEGBR LE FEOT UP

[ghozt-gutz]

Why do I just wanna give Zack like sick tum all the time lately

Also…..Closed mouth burps 😩🥵😵‍💫🥴

[the-duchess-of-domination]

a dumb fat puppy boy on all fours with a pink collar and leash around his neck, his swollen belly sloshing under him with each step. he gobbled out of his food dish on the floor, and poor puppy had one too many treats. your obedient puppy has become sluggish. sit. stay. rollover. puppy lies on his back and looks up at you through his eyelashes, giving his signature puppy dog eyes. he can’t roll himself over, and each time he tries his belly sloshes and gurgles with the movement. you’re feeling forgiving and start rubbing puppy’s upset belly as he pants with his tongue out.

who’s a good boy?

[boytumms]

fitting for easter, how about a pocketboy getting into the stash of chocolate bunnies and chocolate eggs? finding him between a cluster of wrappers, where he sits against the wall and rubs his bloated tummy, aching from all sugar and moaning quietly.

ofc this requires punishment. and what better punishment than making him finish what he started? forcing him to swallow even more of the chocolate. when he isn't able to chew anymore, melting the chocolate down into a thick liquid and pouring it into throat through a tube. his belly distends further and further, stretching painfully. he's crying desperately, clutching at his aching bump.

stopping only when all the chocolate is gone and he's left to curl up around his belly, sobbing and whimpering. continuing the fun by picking him up and playing with his big belly, pressing on it, squishing it, flicking against it. every little touch is agony for the little boy and he screams and screams, begging for mercy that won't come

Poor little thing, full of thick sugary chocolate, his tummy would look like a big round Easter egg by the time you finish stuffing him. His belly is tight and stretched so tightly the skin is almost a pale white, rumbling and gurgling sickly while he moans in pain. His little hands try to rub the swell but his belly is so stuffed and in pain anything he does is useless. On top of all that having his sick stomach squeezed and shaken, he’d be writhing and thrashing in your hands, sobbing and clutching his taut tummy as he desperately cries for you to stop. He’s so full he feels like he’s about to pop and each heavy touch from your uncaring hand sends him into a fit of agonized screams. He tries to kick you away but it’s useless, there’s nothing he can do as you play with his sick swollen belly until he passes out from exhaustion.