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Requested ♥ : {Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ Taunted by the couple bites of the second cake left in front of Anon. Stuffed to the absolute brim, and unable to move even the slightest. Their tummy puffed out, round and having a red blush around their belly button. After all, it’s never best to challenge them to eating anything. Thus, eating themselves into gurgly and bubbly mess. As their stomach protesting louder than ever, groaning at each shift of cake and icing they felt. Hiccups left their lips, burps soon to be on their way anytime soon. Their stomach felt tense, tight, and as if anything was ever going to digest. Tummy rubs on their filled, icing filled belly . .or to guide them into finishing the second cake - is left up to the challenger.

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I don't feel like figuring out my thisvid so for now I'll just cross my fingers that this doesn't get taken down lol

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I don't feel like figuring out my thisvid so for now I'll just cross my fingers that this doesn't get taken down lol

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Obsessed with how I've been experimenting with different eating habits - But, this one particular morning, was something else. I have mixed emotions about it and yet, there's a chance of manipulating this situation again.

After a stressful day of working, the hours without any substances dangerously caught up. At the time, I recall really, really, wanting something rich. Something thick, filling, warm, rather than hot. After all, I was curious what would happen if I were to eat quite late and maybe even push limits before resting. Something of that texture wouldn't hurt. I settled with making homemade Alfredo. Whilst making the meal itself, there was many moments of gorging on just random snacks (specifically savory chips), sweets (bars of variety chocolate), and at one point downing a liter of dark cola. At that point, once completing the actual dinner, I was just about stuffed with everything previously consumed. - A implusive thought crossed my mind, and while I admit it likely isn't suggested to day-to-day life. Why not, bring the pot of pasta to my bed, lay down, and attempt to finish at least more than half the pot (Averaging about 4-5 pounds in total.).

Laying on my stomach caused any sort of gas to be pushed out, meaning more room for more pasta, right ? Being filled with junk, a liter of fizzy soda, and creamy chocolate was only the beginning. Following along with the plan of eating and laying for close to 3 hours, the nausea rose quickly. I was more than full, more than stuffed - it was almost like I was a new shape. Incredibly tight and aching with rounds of cramps sure to be upcoming. Pushing the mostly finished pot aside, I attempted to rest.

Morning came. Still definitely full, and belly still on its side. I'll let the small audio speak for itself in terms of how things are digesting. Decided to use two mics for this experiment.

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aaannndddd a video, I hope y'all enjoy me struggling to throw up

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Posted videos have been made Public for easier access.

~ Tummy Torture S/O ASMR - {Moaning, Belly Noise, Solo.}

~ Chugging On A Full Stomach ASMR - {Belly Noise, Burps, Moans.}

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{Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ It was a simple dinner with those who Anon was friends, acquainted well with. The place was subtle, the calm chatter echoing from one corner of the room to another. The plates would click along with the soft silverware as people enjoyed their meals at the tables settled beautifully among and around them. Anon, had enjoyed each bite of food - in fact having second and a hearty dessert filled with a fattening cream after such a rich and delighted dinner. They attempt to speak, but being humbly interrupted by the upset grumbles leaving their admittedly distended belly. They force burps back down into their system, only allowing such anger to wreck havoc inside of them. The gurgles sickly swirl inside of their stomach, as they shift lightly in pain. In hopes of not burping up anything or allowing their nauseated belly to say anything more.

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Took a small phone recording of my sloshing tum ♡ . Nothing professional! I had eaten something, that my stomach apparently didn’t quite enjoy. Despite you hear liquids, I didn’t bloat up with them. My stomach is upset - churning and all you’re able to hear is the juices inside swirling recklessly. Feeling all of my food be pushed to the surface and turned into soup was different too . .Sorry for the groans and mumbles as well. I was full, in pain, and somewhat new to this feeling. Even the slightest movements as you heard caused a sloshy wreck to happen. I just want someone to soothe my swollen achy tummy. . Opinions?

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Requested ♥ : {Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ Anon lazily sat on the couch, their stomach making small noticeable growls. With the tingling sensation of the gurgles running across their belly button they ask for your attention. Not only attention, but affection to be made to their rumbly stomach. They comfortably take in every kiss received, groaning lightly and gently in pleasure. Their tummy momentarily reacting at moments from your lips. Anon would coo as you’d give the subtle love to their tummy, hoping to slightly impress how active their stomach is.

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Requested ♥: {Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ It’s comfy, settled, and the two of you are engaged into a conversation on the first date. Most of everything seems to be going nicely, non-stop grinning and chuckling between the both of you. Of course the occasional flirts passing by like it’s nothing. But, hours before the date, Anon was filled with anxiousness, scared to eat if something was to disagree with their rather reactive stomach. In replacement, that swallowed a few gulps of good old air and called it enough. Hunger, didn’t seem to creepily catch up until now. Anon’s stomach angrily twitching and growling in starvation without warning. The loudness of their stomach interrupting the conversation between the two and filling with Anon with utter embarrassment as their tummy gurgled in want. Admittedly, the noises felt warm, as it roared outwardly. Their face turning a deep red and turning away slightly. The choice lays in your hands, whether to fill them up or to allow their tummy to grumble more loudly as time went by.

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Requested♥: {Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ Awoken by the aggressive hunger that hugged onto their stomach, they still dared not to move. Unsure of the time, but, it was surely late enough to feel this type of strong desire to eat anything. Anon was rested on top of their significant other, as they cuddled warmly - chest to chest. Breath to neck, and grasps just as lovingly shared. The last hope was to wake them from what seemed only a light slumber. Anon shifted here and there, in the gentle attempt to muffle the growls of their rumbling stomach. They’d grunt, feeling the hunger twist and turn within themselves, the churns beginning to ache more than anything else. Anon, you only need to keep quiet a mere 4 more hours.

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~ Mpreg Hunger VS Oviposition Struggle. 

As your S/O complains about their hunger, yet blaming you for having them to carry the babies. It’s obvious they have only a peaking fraction of time before they reach the final month. Their belly grumbling angrily whenever given the slightest touch or attention.

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Requested ♥ : {Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ It’s quite late, and another bag of chips have been completed by the big bellied Anon. While they lightly complain about the sensations of their hungry and fully pregnant belly, they attempt to soothe it with subtle rubs. Continuous groans in un-comfort and sloshy heaviness, rolling from their throat, their eyes pleasingly looking at yours in want of a another hand to caress their bulging, red, stomach. Their stomach digests loudly - growls of cravings echoing the room. All while large movements and kicks of Anon’s stomach is displayed.

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{Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ Welcome home. You’re greeted by Anon and their stuffed, grumbling, belly. They desirably groan in pleasure, adoring the feeling of all the foods shifting and gurgling at the surface of their tummy. Despite in the condition they’re in, with a bulging, blushed tummy, they still wish to eat. They even boast about how sloshy their stomach is with all the contents inside of it - shaking it around just for you for a moment. They taunt not only you but themselves wanting to get so full they can no longer take the breaths needed. It all hurts so bad, discomfort circling around their stomach. Take your pick - give the comfort to their tummy or allowing them to simply impress you.

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Just another phone recording <3 ~ Something is certainly turning and twisting in my stomach - along with all the food I decided to eat. It’s somewhat undigested yet causing this problem? Every time I breathed a little bit too hard, it’d cause a disturbance too. My tummy was so so distended and aching all around the sides. You can also hear me rubbing my tum as well. .Attempting to rub off the unpleasant pains the best I could. Hope you enjoy. ❥

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Took a small phone recording of my sloshing tum ♡ . Nothing professional! I had eaten something, that my stomach apparently didn’t quite enjoy. Despite you hear liquids, I didn’t bloat up with them. My stomach is upset - churning and all you’re able to hear is the juices inside swirling recklessly. Feeling all of my food be pushed to the surface and turned into soup was different too . .Sorry for the groans and mumbles as well. I was full, in pain, and somewhat new to this feeling. Even the slightest movements as you heard caused a sloshy wreck to happen. I just want someone to soothe my swollen achy tummy. . Opinions?

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{Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ It was a simple dinner with those who Anon was friends, acquainted well with. The place was subtle, the calm chatter echoing from one corner of the room to another. The plates would click along with the soft silverware as people enjoyed their meals at the tables settled beautifully among and around them. Anon, had enjoyed each bite of food - in fact having second and a hearty dessert filled with a fattening cream after such a rich and delighted dinner. They attempt to speak, but being humbly interrupted by the upset grumbles leaving their admittedly distended belly. They force burps back down into their system, only allowing such anger to wreck havoc inside of them. The gurgles sickly swirl inside of their stomach, as they shift lightly in pain. In hopes of not burping up anything or allowing their nauseated belly to say anything more.