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I'm back. with a very nauseous tummy to boot.

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Love the sounds and caretaking in this one 😍

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So I.. feel so sick right now?

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No ok but this concept as a fic, the sheer degradation happening

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Love the gushes 😵‍💫😵‍💫

Creds to owner.

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Saturdays are for overdoing it.

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This is so good

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i Love (emeto edition)

😶i love quiet pukers, who have a hand in front of their mouth as they vomit, letting out quiet exhales with every gush. they shut their eyes and their body rocks forward with the heaves. they are helpless, just having to let their stomach have its way, silently barfing it all up until they're empty.

😠i love pukers who are in denial about having to puke. even when they start to let out dangerously wet burps, swallowing hard to keep their stomach contents where they should be. maybe even after they vomit back up into their cup, they insist they're fine -- before loud retching takes hold of them and sick comes bubbling up.

😔i love sickly little pukers who take a long time to vomit. they whine and lay about with no energy, every now and again dry-heaving in your arms. despite their constant queasiness, they take hours to get anything more than sickly sweet saliva out of them. but when they do start to spew, its violent and copious.

🤮i love dramatic pukers who get sick immediately out of nowhere. they have a weak stomach perhaps, or overate, or took one last daring shot of vodka before their guts revolt. after sweetly burping and hiccuping all night, it takes everybody - even them - by surprise when a little burp suddenly ends in a gush of sick alllll over the place. they inhale and try to speak, but their gut clenches and they keep on vomiting helplessly.

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the long-awaited audio! edited down from 30 minutes to include some stuffing sounds, burping, and letting it all spew!

video to come

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are you able to maybe write about or describe what led up to the throwing up 8 times? (and the throwing up itself)

Alright folks the much sought-after puking story from the other night! I went out for sushi with a friend and then we drove around in her car for a bit and then headed to her house. I played with her dogs for an hour or so and then it was time for me to head back home (it was probably 11pm by this time). On the drive home, my stomach just turned, and all of a sudden I felt uncomfortably queasy. It went from having a happy content belly full of sushi to feeling sick in a matter of seconds. I could feel my belly churning and I wanted to get home as soon as possible. The 20 minute drive home was terrible, and throughout it the feeling in my stomach only increased. By the time I got home, I went straight to the bathroom and heaved hard over the toilet. Nothing came up, but I continued to dry heave for a moment. I could feel the puke sitting in my throat but it wasn’t ready to come up yet. The gagging helped tamper down the nausea just a little bit, so I grabbed a pillow and blanket and laid down on the bathroom floor for a moment, but I knew it wouldn’t be for long. The twisting feeling in my tummy was quick to start back up, but it took soooo long to build up enough for me to actually puke. I would sit up, start to gag, and then it would stop and I’d lay back down again. It went on like this until finally I burped up a tiny mouthful of dinner, which burned my throat as I coughed it out. My stomach immediately felt better, and I rinse my mouth out and laid back down again, thinking that was it. But boy was I wrong. Just a few minutes later, the twisty, churning feeling was back and I was heaving again, with thick mouthfuls coming up. My stomach felt so tight, like it was squeezing inside itself. I would clean up, lay back down again, and then have to puke just a few minutes. Then, after a puke session, all of a sudden, I puked up a massive gush. It was so forceful that even though I was aiming in the bowl, some splashed out onto the toilet seat. Just a really unbelievably powerful wave that came out of me, and after that, all the pressure released from my belly and I felt so much better. I was able to go back to bed and wake up feeling completely fine the next morning! Guess I just needed to get that last gush of puke out of my belly

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My friend called for help. She had gotten food poisoning from Taco Bell and was worried because she’d been throwing up for 12 hours. I brought her nausea meds, Gatorade, crackers, and ginger ale.

When I got to her house, I let myself in. She had told me the front door was unlocked. I called out her name and continued past her bedroom to her bathroom. There was a smeared pile of vomit on the floor, and above it, the doorknob to the bathroom was covered in crusted stomach acid and food. She had obviously missed the toilet by a long shot at some point, and struggled to open the bathroom door.

I found her in the bathroom. She was pale, and looked exhausted, sitting next to the toilet. There was dried former stomach contents crusted down the front of her shirt. I helped her clean up, change clothes, and made her take some sips of water. I cleaned her bathroom. She had missed the toilet at one point, spewing all over the back of the toilet seat, wall, and floor. She was grateful for the help.

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trashy self-indulgent hyper vom scenario

on the way to the bathroom his body kept making anticipatory little gags. "kk-urrp. hk-- urrrp." his empty gags clicked in his throat before he burped quickly. jaxon shut his door and put a hand on his big, jiggling belly. "Finally, i can let loose." he sighed. just thinking that made a gurgle begin in his guts. jaxon smiled and undid his jeans so that his giant belly could flop free.

and flop it did, the entire enormous water-balloon-like mass of it. jaxon kept rubbing his gut, feeling it churn and hitch and prepare to spew. he kneaded both of his fists into his bloated middle. it always felt good to let it all come back up, but jaxon could so rarely actually do so. what with his hyper stomach, really letting loose anywhere but safely at home was risking drowning somebody!

"urhhhkl. hrrrgllh." his shoulders went up and his belly went down. he shivered. vomit felt like it was bobbing up and down his throat, never quite coming out. he heaved harder. he wanted to spew. he wanted to let his stomach erupt like a volcano. "hhruuuUUURRRLK!" he finally felt the gushing chunks burst from his lips. "ohhhmnnn… hhwuOUUURRRP!!! HRRWOUUURGLHHH!" jaxon's cheeks puffed out three times as large from the huge load of warm puke rushing to escape.

"HGLOURRGHH!! HGLLLOURRRGH!!" his tummy had been holding back for so long. keeping his gut full of rancid puke that only got worse with time. it felt like heaven to let it all come rushing out. all those nasty hot chunks of food he couldn't even remember eating. "HGLOURRRGHH! uurrpppplllhghh….hRRRUUPPPLLHH!!" it was all over his floor now, and he was just getting started.

jaxon leaned against the wall as he took a few deep breaths between bouts. his cheeks kept puffing out with empty belches. "bwuaaarkk…..bwraaap. Ughhhh, ooohnn. Bwuaaarrppp…..bwuh! BUALLLGHHH!" he vomited, holding onto the heave for almost 30 seconds. it made his head swim. puke dripped from his nose as he realized it was starting to flood around him now. his huge gut churned productively as he doubled over and let it all out. "hglOURRRGHH!!!"

the warm, sweet-vinegar smell of vomit was permeating the room. it signaled Jaxon's brain to keep getting sick, more and more. "hrk- gghhrllrlrlghghhrglg!!" he gurgled up an oatmeal-thick load of barf that stuck in his throat. He spat it out and already more was coming up. "hwOUURRLGHHH!" he almost choked on it as his eyes crossed, urgently coughing to get it out. it was bitter and heavy. he'd worked through the easier more liquid vomit and now deeper in his guts, the thick and nasty stuff wanted out.

"i really needed this," jaxon thought as he barfed down his chest some more. "today at work pam was eating tuna salad again, and the smell always makes me nauseous. it took everything i had not to vomit right there!" as if making up for lost time, his gut spewed up more failed food with violent gusto. "hhruuuUUURRRLK!" chunks of brown and white and gray painted his walls and the floor sloshed with a couple inches deep of stringy, oozy bile. "oourrghh, my belly really wanted that out!"