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sorry if it’s not good this is my first post.

hope you like 🥰

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"ooooo my belly hurts, would you rub it for me?" she quietly asks you on the bus. She has never handled long rides well but insisted on it this time because it was so much less money. You slide the hand on her thigh up her body to her upper abdomen and give gentle rubs. You can feel her unsettled stomach make a fuss under your hand. She leans against you and tries to relax but suddenly you feel her stomach muscles tighten. You both freeze and she lets out a quiet moan into your shoulder "uuuuu- bag?!" it feels like she's shaking trying to hold it in. You smoothly lift the bag in your other hand up to her mouth and she tries to vomit as quietly as possible without any luck.

"uuUUUU *heavy breathing* UUUUUU" vomit slides from her mouth into the bag without a mess but the noise echoes in the bus for all to hear.

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Update on my bellyache….😖

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Holiday sick tummy part 2... Had this in my drafts when I thought I posted it a couple days ago. I threw up a second time later that night.

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I throw up again

I wish i had a caretaker to rub my back when puking... I was so sick...

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woo first audio

I had two buns, one packed with two patties and the other stuffed with three. No cheese, salad, ketchup or anything cus I don't eat any of that :P

After that I drank four water bottles, I finished each bottle in one chug. I started feeling full after finishing the third one, as soon as I finished the fourth I was like "oh fuck" and rushed to the bin...no burping unfortunately :<<

Sorry for the short and muffled recording. I puked twice before I actually started it. ughhh amateur... >.<

despite how liquid-y the second purge sounded, some good chunks came out :>

aftermath will be on a separate post! idk how to do this it's my first time o.o

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I just want a.... cute.... sick.... person to cuddle with. My hand on their churning stomach. They burp and whine and groan and squirm because their stomach hurts.

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Una's Upset Stomach

Tags: OC Una, gen, emeto, 280 words.

Summary: Una can't place what it is, but something is definitely making his stomach upset.

[Emeto audio included — 2m45s]

Una can't place what it is, but something is definitely making his stomach upset.

After burping continuously which only makes his nausea worse, he decides to play it safe and head for the toilet. He frowns at the way the bathroom floor makes his knees ache and makes the decision to lay his hoodie down as a makeshift cushion.

Just in time, too, because he only has a moment to settle onto the soft fabric before he feels a gag building at the back of his throat. It gets stronger and stronger as his food climbs up his throat until at last it spews out of him loudly.

He counts three vicious rounds of retching before the first wave ends. But soon enough, another wave hits him and more chunks escape his drooling mouth. He can feel the way the chewed up food floods his mouth before spilling into the toilet bowl.

After that, Una is finally granted a pause from retching and tries to catch his breath. His tummy is finally feeling a bit better, but vomiting always makes him feel so vulnerable. He wishes there was someone here to comfort him. It would be nice if they could keep his hair out of the way or stroke his belly.

Less food comes up on the next round, making his abdomen clench tightly as he struggles to get more up. He only manages to get a little more out before his stomach decides to take a break.

By the end, Una's panting heavily as tears and snot run down his face. He spits a few times to clear his mouth of the sour taste.

At least he's feeling a bit better now.

I finally got around to recording something! I felt a little shy about posting it on its own so I wrote a quick thing to go along with it. Una's an OC I haven't mentioned before this but I hope you like him! I'm planning to do more writing with him and my darling June in the future 💙

[June] [Lio - audio included]

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Hey mutuals if you see this could you let me know if it's ever ok to message y'all if I feel sick / vice versa just give this a like or comment 😉

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sickie is so nauseous. like, soooo nauseous. their stomach is killing them, they’re drooling, the whole nine yards. maybe they drank too much, or they’ve come down with a horrid stomach bug.

caretaker frowns, sighing.

“let me help.”

caretaker uses their ring and pinkie finger to help hold a plastic bag/bucket/trash can under sickie’s mouth, while their index and middle fingers track across their tongue and into the back of their throat..

“what’re ‘ou’ doin’?” sickie asks, voice muffled from the way caretaker’s fingers are stuffed in their mouth. Tears form in their eyes, and they cough when their fingers finally hit the back of their throat.

“shh.. just let me help you..”

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Over feed me and help my tummy barf

Poor little anon, ate every single bite I gave you: heaping plates of pasta, glasses of red wine filled to the brim, a tray of tiramisu overloaded with thick heavy cream.

Your head is spinning, your stomach soo queasy, you keep burping and yawning, trying to be so good and wait for me. I’ve taken you to bed- you’re lying back against me. I’ve got my arms wrapped around you, your shirt bunched up and shorts unbuttoned as my hands trace over your soft, swollen belly. I start pressing gently, sending little queasy burps up through you, and soon a little harder. Maybe you get a little nervous- right here, on the bed? - but I don’t stop.

Soon you taste chocolate and cream at the back of your tongue, bubbling over, making you moan and gag and beg for me to help. I move my hands up, massaging more intensely, and you groan, and belch, and a heavy mouthful of tiramisu, as sickly sweet as when you ate it, splatters down your chest.

You start to gag uncontrollably, working up a gush of thick, heavy vomit that rushes from your aching belly down over my hands and drips into your shorts. I press again, *bbggglgghhhrrrrrggh*, and again. Every mouthful heavy and rich, soaking you and relieving you. The bed sheets are sodden.

One of my hands drifts down your shorts… there’s still so much left to do.

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Last night when I was perusing tumblr I was a little surprised when I came across some emeto audios (I'm new here, lol). As it turns out, I had this saved recording of myself throwing up from a few months ago when I had a bout of the flu. I recorded it just for me to go back and listen to, never with the intention of anyone else hearing it. I thought I was totally weird for recording it.

Coming across those audios last night made me feel less alone. Clearly other people have recorded themselves getting ill too. I'm glad we can be weird together 😅 and I've decided to post mine (it took me a hot minute to figure out how)!

For context, I live by myself and pretty far from family, so I was on my own. I had been running a decently high fever the past two days and fighting some chest congestion. The stomach stuff started the morning of this recording: just really bad nausea and cramping. At the time of this audio, I was freezing and too weak to move to the toilet so what you hear is me leaning over the edge of my bed to throw up into a rubbish bin.

The first part of this audio is me trying to swallow down the nausea while excess saliva dripped into the bin (it's the worst feeling - when you can't stop salivating and you just know you're done for). The nausea ultimately crests around the 1:30 mark. Unfortunately, I'm coughing a lot when I start throwing up, so apologies if that masks the sound of the puke a little bit. I'm also breathing really heavy throughout the whole thing which is probably a little annoying. Some of the audios I listened to last night had such quiet and dainty pukers - I can't relate! 😂

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first emeto audio :)

hi everyone, here is my first emeto audio- please be nice 😌 I had the hiccups and was extremely nauseous after drinking

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REBLOG if you are ACTIVE this DECEMBER ✨

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THIS CHICK’S BOYFRIEND JUST FUCKING SUCKS

-GREG

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My audio and my friend’s audio from drinking vodka last weekend (he approves of me posting it; don’t worry). This is the same friend who claimed to have guts of steel back when I did my Peppermint Rumchata audio with him. Poor guy was so sick. I’ve never seen him so pale.

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you're lying in bed, your gf fast asleep on top of you. you can feel her bloated stomach's movements against yours. you both kinda overindulged at the lunch buffet earlier in the day, and then you had a dinner at a fancy restaurant because you couldn't cancel the table reservation on such short notice and didn't want to waste it, and she was complaining about still feeling uncomfortably full when you went to bed but you felt fine and you thought she was exaggerating because she knows you find it cute.

now however as you listen to (and feel) her stomach gurgling, you realise she was probably not exaggerating at all. she's still asleep and you don't wanna wake her, but as her breathing becomes more rapid and shallow, you wonder if you should, just in case.

"babe?" you say softly, nudging her gently. she moans, and a trickle of drool drips from her lips as she does so. alright, you think, so this is happening... "babe, wake up..."

her eyes flutter open and you can see the sleepy confusion turn into dismay into panic into resignation... "mmmgonna puke," she mumbles.

"alright," you reply, trying to think. "it's alright, babe." you move as swiftly as you can, while trying not to jostle her too much and hasten the inevitable. you help her sit up (and wince in sympathy as you see how bloated her stomach really is) and look around for a solution.

your gf lets out a miserable groan accentuated by a wet burp, and her body slumps forward. there's no way she's making it into the bathroom. "gonna... *urrp* puke..." she repeats, as if you didn't realise that already.

you finally spot the trash bin and lunge for it, and place it in her lap. you sit next to her and put your arm around her. "it's alright, babe," you say again, trying to offer some reassurance.

still, it takes several minutes for anything to happen beyond the increasingly sickly burps that erupt from her lips. she's so nauseous she's shaking in your arms, clutching the trash bin with both hands, and you want to help her find release so you rub her bloated belly, applying gentle pressure that makes her whimper out loud...

and then finally, a burp turns into a gag midway through. her entire body clenches with the force of the heave that follows, bringing up a disappointingly small trickle of vomit. she gasps and moans, and you continue to push a little harder... and her body responds with another heave, this time bringing up a more substantial amount splashing into the bin. and then it seems like she can't stop, so you just hold her and murmur soothing words you're not sure she can hear.