#Stomach Bloating Relief

[drpeppertummy]

a fun fact about me is when i sleep on my back a ton of air gets trapped in my stomach & occasionally makes me dream about food

[ID: a sequence of four simple drawings featuring an anthro fly dude. the sequence shows him asleep in bed, with his belly slowly swelling up. as this happens, dream bubbles show that he's dreaming of eating until his belly is enormously bloated, until he finally wakes to discover that his belly is actually bloated in real life, although not as much as in the dream.]

[robertasgym]

Quick Exercise Fix to Resolve Stomach Bloating

Feeling bloated can be quite uncomfortable and frustrating, making your clothes feel tighter and your mood a bit off. Luckily, there are simple exercises you can do to help ease that bloated feeling. These exercises help move gas through your digestive system, improve blood flow, and get things moving again.

You don’t need any special equipment or a lot of time. Just a few minutes a day can make a big difference. The best part is that you can do these exercises almost anywhere—at home, at work, or even outside. So, next time you're feeling bloated, take a few moments to try these easy exercises and start feeling better quickly.

Feeling bloated? You can fix it with a quick and easy exercise routine at home. These simple steps will help you feel better fast. Good luck and have fun!❤️💪

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[curekahealthcarestore]

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[udarsanjivani]

The stomach naturally produces gastric juices containing hydrochloric acid, digestive enzymes, and other substances crucial for nutrient absorption. Acidity issues arise when the gastric glands overproduce acid, and the digestive system struggles to eliminate the excess, causing the acid to enter the esophagus.

Although various factors can contribute to these conditions, Ayurveda primarily attributes them to a reduction in digestive fire. According to Ayurveda, this digestive fire supplies the essential energy needed for the metabolic process.

Ayurveda offers several natural remedies and lifestyle recommendations for relieving acidity or acid reflux.

Here are some Ayurvedic approaches to address this issue:

Dietary Modifications:

Consume cool, soothing foods like cucumber, mint, and coriander. Avoid spicy, greasy, and fried foods, as well as excessive caffeine and alcohol. Opt for small, frequent meals to prevent overloading the digestive system. Include natural antacids like aloe vera juice or coconut water in your diet.

Herbal Remedies:

Ayurveda recommends herbs like licorice (known as "yashtimadhu" in Sanskrit) and Indian gooseberry (amla) to soothe the stomach lining.

Triphala, a blend of three fruits, is often used to support digestion.

Herbal teas made from cumin, fennel, and coriander seeds can alleviate acidity.

Rohitaka is an Ayurvedic herb known for its efficacy in addressing liver and spleen disorders, as well as providing relief from conditions like abdominal colic and gastritis.

Punarnava is a valuable herb due to its ability to strengthen stomach muscles, alleviate issues such as constipation and acidity, and address concerns related to liver and kidney disorders. It primarily preventsindigestion, which is a basic cause of gas and bloating.

Lifestyle and Habits:

Avoid lying down immediately after meals; instead, take a short walk to aid digestion.

Practice stress-reduction techniques such as yoga and meditation, as stress can exacerbate acidity.

Maintain a consistent sleep pattern and meal time.

Keep your head elevated while sleeping to prevent acid reflux at night.

Ayurvedic Formulations:

Some Ayurvedic medicines like "Undarsanjivani" can be beneficial in relieving acidity.This herbal formulation is highly effective in alleviating issues like abdominal bloating, heartburn, flatulence, acid reflux, constipation, and various digestive disorders. It provides long-termrelief by enhancing gastrointestinal lubrication and balancing stomach acidity. As it is entirely herbal, it harmonizes with the body's innate processes.

Pranayama and Yoga

Certain yoga poses like the Vajrasanand breathing exercises like "Kapalbhati," can help improve digestion and reduce acidity.

Summary

Following these Ayurvedic principles, diet, and lifestyle, acidity can be curbed notably. The diverse herbal remedies discussed above are significantly effective in curing abdominal ailments and achieving a healthy and strong digestive system. Ayurvedic formulations are a blend of powerful herbs that ensure relief from acidity, reflux, and most stomach-related problems.

If the symptoms persist even after practicing all the above approaches, please consult a registered practitioner as soon as possible.

Reference:- https://www.udarsanjivani.com/blog/acidity-relief-through-ayurveda.html

[feederprincess]

gamers make for the perfect feedees because you can keep refilling their snacks while they are busy playing. can you imagine how many bags of junk food they would accidentally eat in a day? how many cans of soda they would finish because they keep reaching for more?

getting them so used to always having something in arms reach that they dont even notice themselves stretching out their arm to get more?

making them forget what it’s like to ever feel hungry, pleasuring them whenever they are comfortably full so they start associating the two. pushing their capacity more each day & not giving them any relief until you feel their belly bulging, constantly bloated

getting them so used to it that they get hard whenever they feel themselves getting full, knowing that the more they eat the sooner pleasure will come

god… it wouldnt even take long for them to outgrow their wardrobe, wearing sweatpants that stopped fitting 10 pounds ago and leave red marks all over their stomach ~

i cant wait for you to feel your fat gut resting on your lap once im done with you<3

[paddlescuddlesbubblesgurgles]

Why?

I’ve done it. It’s over. 

I let out a deep breath that turns into a burp. My belly lets out a gurgle. 

Another gorging come and gone. A party sized fast food order completely inside my fat, burgeoning, hefty gut. 

All that remains outside are wrappers, a few empty bags, and an empty cup. 

I lean back in my chair. It creaks slightly. I’m so full I can barely keep my eyes open, my body devoting all my energy to digesting my oversized meal. I let out a long, breathy sigh. 

The buttons on my shirt are straining and it has ridden up. It’s my favorite shirt. Soon I’ll grow out of it. It bothers me. But I cannot stop giving my stomach what it needs. 

I let my shirt just roll up the rest of the way. My full, satiated belly softly plops out in my lap. There isn’t really any space for anything else. My stomach easily covers about half of my gigantic thighs. I rub my huge, sensitive, engorged gut. Involuntary moans escape me. My smooth skin is soft and warm, my squishy fat presses in with my hands as I firmly push and precede over the swollen, fleshy orb in my lap. 

I’m so tuckered out. My whole evening. My valuable and limited free time…gone. Just like the 1000s of calories of food, my needy, heavy, inflated gut has consumed that entirely too. I have no choice now but to sleep off this multi person gathering sized meal. I can’t remain conscious much longer. 

I must get up. It’s so difficult. My belly weighs me down. It all sloshes inside me as I stand. I’m so fatigued, and downright sluggish from the new contents of my stomach. My breathing is labored and short. I’m simply out of breath. 

I waddle out of my dining room. My heavy steps are slow, I can’t manage anything fast. I feel dazed, so encumbered, so overladen with delicious food. My belly doesn’t jiggle as much in this state. It’s so solidly filled. 

I stop to inspect the damage I’ve dealt in the bathroom mirror. My shirt is draped over my torso like a tent now. 4Xs don’t fit like they used to. I slide it off. My belly is taunt up top. My stretch marks more pronounced. Soft, squishy flab hangs off of me and sags low. My deep overhang shocks me as usual when I turn to the side. I am so wide, and even wider like this. I scoop my prize up in my arms, lifting it. This pushes out another burp. It’s a relief taking the pressure off my back for a moment, achey from lugging this enormous thing around all the time. 

Thoughts dance through my mind as I hold up my bloated stomach. 

Why do I do this? I eat so much food constantly. Entire evenings, hours on end devoted to consuming it all and digesting it and cradling this fat, overfed gut. 

I drop my heavy belly on the counter. A loud, meaty plop echoes off the walls. It has been sagging slightly into the sink. I use both hands to manhandle my squishy, overstuffed pride. Pure ecstasy. My bellybutton gaped more fully open. My thick, blubbery side rolls squished against the edge of the sink. My gut has become a solid, fleshy sack of pleasure. A bulging, globular trophy of unrestrained gluttony and hedonist overindulgence. It’s simply covered in decadent fat. My whole body is overladen with lard. 

Why? Because my belly always gets what it wants. It’s pampered. Spoiled. It needs to be filled until it no longer can be. I must oblige. I have no choice. It is a command. I must obey. 

Why? Because it feels so fucking good. 

This is why.

[bigwishes]

A Bubbly Boost

Eddie had signed up to a new supplement trial a few months ago and heard nothing back, he had almost forgotten about it entirely until this morning when a package arrived for him at his door. It was small only slightly bigger than a ring box and when he opened it up there was a small vial filled with a clear fluid. He checked the box for the instructions.

drink and report how long changes tank using qr code

It was all it said, it seemed simple enough. Eddie swallowed it down without a second thought. It was disgusting and tasted like bubble mixture and was thick like glue in his mouth.

After swallowing it Eddie quickly rushed to get a glass of water to wash the taste out. Quickly gulping down the glass his stomach felt straight, light and hot, and a little bloated. It was a weird sensation that he couldn't describe.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP

Eddie suddenly let out a huge belch he didn't even feel coming. After he felt his stomach get heavy as it began to make a large gurgling noise.

BUUUUURRRRRRRP

Eddie felt it that time but couldn't stop it

"aw fuck.." UUUUURRPPP

After the third a sensation began to spread across Eddie's body, like he had just spent 6 hours in the gym doing a full body workout, his body was tight. His stomach felt like it was expanding outwards. Eddie rushed over to a mirror and saw he was in fact bigger, like he had gained 10 pounds of muscle in the last 5 seconds,

he felt the sensation creeping up his neck

BUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP

Eddie watched as his body expanded with each passing belch. He began to panic but couldn't look away.

At first his shoulders grew wider

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRPPPP

then his chest and lats inflated with mass

BUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

His arms blew up so large his bicep would make a basket ball look like a tennis ball.

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP

His legs began expanding and he had to adjust himself as his massive thighs pushed his dick and balls awkwardly forward.

Eddie began to feel a powerful sensation brewing in his stomach. The gurgling sound rung out through his house and he placed both hands abs feeling the vibrations as he braced himself.

His face grimaced as he felt extreme discomfort brewing under his abs

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPP

UUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPP

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPP

UUUUUUUUUUURRRrrrp

Eddie began to panic as he watched his perfect abs begin to bloat out into a roid gut

"AW FUCK WH-WHATS HAPPENING TO ME"

Eddie stared in the mirror, his body was ruined, he just wanted a pound or two, not two hundred, and he didn't look anything close to natural, the big growth hormone gut and the small stretch marks that appeared on his pelvis near it made that abundantly clear...

6 Months Later

Eddie couldn't drop even a pound of muscle no matter what he tried, he even took 2 months off from the gym and went on a diet but nothing...not a pound down. However after a bit it started to grow on him, he liked how much he could move in the gym, he liked that he could eat whatever he wanted and it didn't impact how much fat he carried, he liked nobody ever tried to take his seat at house parties, mainly because nobody wanted to sit on sweat soaked fabric but there was one perk he had fallen in love with, something he didn't expect to be such a turn on all the time....

Eddie got home from the gym, dropping his his gym bag and 3 bags of take out trash on the floor, he striped down and left his sweaty gym clothes in a line trailing to his couch. Over the past month Eddie had stopped caring about picking up after himself, it didn't matter anyway he was always sweaty better to embrace it...

Eddie sat down on his couch hearing the thing bend under his weight and watching the sweat from his thighs bleed into the fabric. He put his massive sweaty feet on the coffee table feeling the relief as the massive amount of weight he carried shift onto the couch.

His stomach let out and aggressive gurgle, he placed his hands on his roid gut rubbing his abs feeling them stretch outwards and become tighter. A loud glugging noise rung out into the room

Eddie threw his head back and moaned in response as the tight bloat reached its limit

"ah fuck yeahhh" Eddie lifted his head and smirked feeling the pressure rush up his body

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

[wifeyoozi]

House husband! Kim mingyu x reader drabble (comf + fluff + smut)

Imagine coming home after a long day at work. You had worked an extra shift after your boss has embarrassingly and sexistly reprimanded you in front of your important clients during your meeting. You are tired as hell, your eyes are aching from sitting on your laptop for hours, your feet hurt from wearing your business heels and youre just frustrated.

When you open the door, you are instantly greeted by mingyu who peeks at you from the kitchen, puts away whatever he was cooking and runs to you like a little kid, the sweetest and brightest smile on his face as he greets you and takes your laptop bag from you.

"hey, beautiful," he says, pecking your lips sweetly, "I saw your location near home so I just drew you a warm bath. Go and get fresh and I'll set the table by then." You smile sappily, feeling all your tension lift off your shoulders by the thought of a nice warm bath.

You strip out of your clothes once you reach bathroom and sink into the warm water in the bath tub, sighing in relief. The water helps the soreness in your muscles and you feel like you could sleep then and there if not for your stomach making protest noises from hunger. You lazily lather up some soap on your hands and legs and wash up before getting out of the tub and drying yourself up with the warm towel which you could bet was freshly out of the drier. You sigh dreamily, whatever good deeds did you commit to get a perfect husband like mingyu.

You pull over one of Mingyu's oversized tee's and slip on a pair of pajama shorts, heading towards the dining when the aroma of the food mingyu prepared. You settled on the dining table where mingyu was just serving you a plate of something new he made. He'd been trying to learn to make new cuisines from recipes he'd see online and have you taste them and they are always amazing.

"it's something greek! I saw a recipe and i know you like eggplants so i wanted to make it for you!" He told you and you chuckled. You took a bite of the creamy casserole-like dish, a satisfied moan immediately leaving your lips when the rich flavours reached your tastebuds. "Do you like it? Do you like it?"

You giggled at your man's excitement, "oh, I love it! So good, it feels like home!" Mingyu giggled and pecked your forehead before sitting beside you with his own plate. You two engage in mundane talks about your day and you tell mingyu about the horrible day you had at work and how he's already made you feel so much better about it.

"I never liked James anyways, your previous boss was better. Sad that she had to retire," mingyu comments. He then grins naughtily, nudgi g your feet with his own, "also, in case you are not too tired, I can make you happier~."

"really? I'd love me some fun dessert," you say winking.

Once you two were done eating and cleaning the table and loading the dishwasher, he picked you up in his arms, bridal style, and took you to your bed, throwing you on the soft sheets before kissing you like no tomorrow. You laugh into the kiss out of pure joy of how excited your husband gets when you are like this.

He pulls over his tshirt, revealing his hot abs and gorgeous body and pulls down his sweatpants, leaving him in his black CK boxers which did nothing to hide the big size of his hardened cock. You reached out to grab it, but mingyu held your wrist. "Uh-uh, beautiful, tonight is 'bout you."

He pushed your shoulders till you are laying flat against the bed and push your tshirt up to reveal your boobs. He kisses down the sensitive soft skin of your chest, nibbling and marking the flesh near your areolas and sucking on your nipples when you tangled your fingers in his shirt black hair. He moved south, kissing your bloated tummy (thanks to the amazing food your husband makes for you) and down your navel.

He takes the waist band of your shorts in his teeth and effortlessly pulls them off your legs, not having to deal with your underwear since you didn't wear any after your shower. Mingyu would tease you about it any other day but right now he's just too hungry to tast you to care about it.

He kissed down your thighs, bruising the delicate skin with his teeth. As desperate he was for your pussy, he never compromises on foreplay. When he was satisfied with his artwork on your thighs, he finally moved his mouth to your cunt, licking a stripe, his tongue dipping under your outer labia, moaning at the taste. Nothing he would ever cook could compare to the heaven that hid between your legs.

He used his hands to spread your legs wider and hooking then over his shoulders for support. He lapped at your juices like a starved dog, continuously praising you for getting so wet and how great you tasted. He entered his middle and ring finger, palm up in your cunt, thrusting in and out and curling them at the spongy part which made your thighs shakez while he got down on sucking on your clitoris, determined to make you cum before he could fuck you.

You cum surprisingly cum quicker than usual, your thighs shaking and hips stuttering over mingyu's face. You whined when mingyu put his tongue over your sensitive clit again. "Baby, p-please, fuck me already. I need you dick."

"I'll give you what you need baby, but I want to make you cum once more before that."

"ah! I'd love that, but I'll actually fall asleep after another orgasm, and I need that one to be from your dick." You whine. As much as you enjoy letting mingyu pull orgasm after orgasm from you before he even got his cock in you, you were too tired today. And as much mingyu loves seeing you cum over and over on his tongue and fingers, he doesn't want to tire you out too much. It's still Wednesday, and you need to go to work tomorrow, and he'd hate to have you get insufficient rest.

So he reluctantly pulls away from your beautiful pussy and takes off his boxers, his dick springing up against his hard abs. As often as you have seen your husband's penis, it never gets tiring to such over that beautiful length and thick girth. You reach your hand to stroke him a little, spreading his already leaking precum throughout the length.

He grabs your hips, slotting his cock head against your entrance and slowly thrusting in. You moan as the pleasurable sting of the stretch from his dick clouds up your mind. Mingyu stays inside for a second, leaning down over your body to kiss you. He starts fucking you, a little slow at first till you catch up with him, before putting into your hips like an animal in heat.

His loud groans matches your moans, your manicured nails sure to leave back scratches all over your back as you grip him tightly for support. Mingyu's hands venture back to grab your ass because he just can't help it and grips it tightly enough to bruise them with his finger prints.

You both reach your orgasm almost simultaneously, him helping you by rubbing your little clit. You cum first, breathing heavily as the dopamine release feel fluid in your veins. Mingyu cums soon after, your walls spasming around him post-orgasm stimulating him just the right amount to paint your insides white. The creamy seme leaks as he exits you gently.

He kisses your face gently, leaving to get a wash cloth. He cleans between your legs up with the warm and wet towel before getting another softer towel to dry it. You are already asleep by the time he comes back. He pulls down your tshirt to cover a decent amount of you and slides into the bed beside you, pulling the covers over you as he pulls you close for cuddles. You wake up momentarily to adjust yourself closer to him, wishing him a good night before you both fall asleep, happy and comfortable in each other's arms.

Now stop imagining cuz ain't no mingyu becoming our cute little house-husband

[exponenshul]

Just Another Pregnancy Pill One-Shot

(This story contains rapid fpreg, sex scenes, birth, and more. Reader discretion advised)

Words: ~5k

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We'd agreed that I would take the pill after we made love this morning. It was an enhanced fertility pill, of dubious origin and high potency. Within six hours, I'd be having his baby.

Once we got out of bed, I was feeling immediately hungry. He was willing to cook for us, so I opted to make smoothies while he fried eggs and bacon. It took him a while, but I was fine taking our time.

As we ate, I started feeling the change in me, a warm and fluttering sensation in the pit of my belly. I was officially eating for two, which was probably why I felt so hungry.

Finished with our meals, he went to scrub dishes and I went back to the bedroom. I began to strip, ready to hop in the shower and start the day. I observed myself in the mirror- not much of a difference to see yet, but by rubbing a hand over my belly I could sense a new curve starting to develop.

I went to the bathroom and started the shower, sighing with relief as I stepped in and the warm water washed over me. It didn't take him long to find me- only a couple minutes went by before he entered the bathroom as well, wearing only a towel.

He looked a bit sheepish, so I smiled at him through the sliding glass. "Well, no need to wait...come in."

With a boost of confidence, he removed the towel and stepped into the shower with me. I let him approach from behind as I washed my face and chest. He pressed himself right up against my back, putting his arms around me. I felt his manhood poke against my backside, already getting hard. I relished it.

He took some soap in his hands and started to lather me up. His hands rubbed circles on my flanks, working their way up until he had my breasts in his hands. He kneaded at them sensually and methodically, the soapy water lubricating his palms.

"Mmmh..." I hummed, looking over my shoulder slightly. "Careful...they're feeling a bit sensitive." His dick twitched at that.

Once the soap had washed away, he brought his hands back down to my hips. I turned to face him, the water now hitting my back. We kissed, and he held me tightly, running his hands down my body.

He moved his head but continued to kiss, pecking his lips on my cheek, my neck, my shoulders. My breath grew shaky and my heart beat faster as he kissed lower and lower. His tongue met my breast, and he nibbled a bit, but didn't linger. It was a tease, but I knew what he wanted to focus on.

My belly was pooching noticeably now, a slight but definite bump. He squatted down so he was eye-level with it, gazing in wonder. He planted both palms on my stomach, looking up at me as I chuckled softly.

"Hmm, sorry...must be bloated from that big breakfast," I said, playing dumb. He smirked back at me and went back to looking at my middle.

I held his head and ran my fingers through his wet hair as he started to kiss my body again. He smooched all around my small belly, pressing in and feeling the slight give of my flesh with his lips. It tickled a bit but I loved it. The touch of his skin on mine heightened this feeling of warmth and fullness I was having, and I already knew he was going to love this baby.

His kisses kept getting lower still, until his face began to disappear between my thighs. He gripped my legs and I gasped a bit as I felt his tongue start to graze my folds. I leaned back onto the cool tile wall and spread my legs a bit to give him easier access.

Between the shower and our intimacy, I was already wet, and he lapped me up. I shivered and whimpered as he licked me, nibbled my clit, stuck his tongue inside me. All the while, he continued to gently rub my belly, and I put my hand over his. I swore I could feel the mass within growing, expanding outward, but surely it wasn't happening that fast.

Once satisfied, we washed up and finished our shower. He stepped out first and handed me a towel.

I dried off thoroughly, but only softly patted around my middle, unsure of how careful I should be. Seeing this, he reached out and cupped my little belly again, perhaps seeing if it felt different after drying off and swelling a bit more. He really couldn't keep his hands off me, enraptured by the miraculousness of my growing pregnancy.

Tenderly, I moved his hand away, smiling sweetly at him. "C'mon, let's get dressed. You can feel more later."

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We talked as we got dressed. I was debating whether to wear my normal clothes or choose something a bit more loose.

"So, what do you want us doing today, honey?" He asked me.

"We're going to the theater," I told him, hoisting a pair of spandex shorts up around my hips. I liked how the stretchy material cradled my growing bump and complimented my backside. "We wanted to a see a new movie, right?

"A movie?" He said, looking me up and down. "Are you sure...?"

"Yes, don't worry," I reassured him. "I let you know if anything's up...and we'll be right next to each other the whole time."

He seemed okay with that. I smiled, standing up on my toes to kiss his cheek. We finished getting ready and headed out the door.

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Our car was in the shop, so the bus was our only option to get there. It wasn't overly crowded, but most of the seats were taken. After we got on, I approached a man sitting and used my condition to my advantage.

"Ahem," I said, putting a hand on my middle and smoothing out my t-shirt to make the bump more obvious. "May I have this seat?"

"Oh, ah- yeah, of course," The man replied, a bit flustered. He stood up and hurried to a different spot.

I turned and winked at my partner before taking the seat, and he smirked back at me. He approached, standing over me protectively as we rode along. Throughout the whole trip, I noticed him frequently glancing at my belly, almost obsessively. It was cute.

Fifteen minutes later, we arrived outside the theater. He took my hand and helped me up from my seat. I made a small noise, unaccustomed to the new weight sitting on me. It had been over two and a half hours since I took the pill, so I was well into my "second trimester" now. My shirt was already starting to ride up a bit over the curve of my bump. He reached over and adjusted it before giving my belly a light pat. I wrapped my arm around him and pulled him in close as we walked over to the theater.

We got our tickets and headed over to the snack counter. He only ordered a small popcorn, then prompted me to order.

"I'll take a large popcorn, one candy bar and a slushy," I said. As the worker turned to grab my items, my partner turned and chuckled at me.

"You never order that much popcorn," he mused. "And I don't think I've ever seen you drink a slushy..."

"I guess the baby wants it," I told him, rubbing my belly in a wide circle. I let my hand cradle the underside of it as we waited for our order- yes, it had an underside now. I took pride in how quickly my body was growing to accommodate the new life.

The auditorium was a bit crowded, which was unfortunate, because I knew we both had been secretly hoping for a little alone time in the dark. We went and took our seats, and I was immediately grateful to be off my feet for a bit. I had to readjust my shirt again as we sat; my growing belly was filling it out more and more, and the fabric was even feeling tighter on my chest.

As the opening credits rolled, we sat and ate our popcorn. I was ravenous, which was to be expected. We both finished our bags at the same time, even though mine was two sizes larger.

We tried to keep our attention on the movie, but we were reasonably distracted. I could sense him still stealing glances at me ever so often, perhaps making sure I was doing all right, or to monitor my growth. Whatever change he was seeing, I was certainly feeling it. The more packed my womb became, filling my belly out into my lap, the more hints of movement I felt within. Little ripples of kicks that tickled my insides as the baby grew...it was an odd sensation, but I welcomed it. About halfway into the film, I raised my hand up to my stomach after a particularly strong kick, and I'm sure he noticed.

After glancing over again, he slyly reached his hand over into my seat, his fingers finding my bump. He rested his hand there, trying to see if he'd feel something. I smiled and quietly raised my shirt for him, allowing access to my bare skin. He rubbed softly, and I exhaled deeply, leaning back and trying my best to stifle any sounds of contentment. He was able to spread his fingers out more now, really measuring how big I'd grown in a short time. After a while, his hand drifted off my belly and onto my thigh. I tried once more to pull my shirt back down, except this time it couldn't stretch all the way.

By the end of the movie, I was feeling big and full. My gravid belly rested heavily on me, and my breasts had definitely plumped up a bit. The auditorium lights came on, and he stood up first so that he could help me. He got in front of me, and by the way he stared at me and licked his lips, I could tell he liked what he saw. As he grabbed my hands and pulled me up, I grunted a bit, not used to the change in my center of gravity. I leaned some of my weight on him, and he grasped my waist.

"Mmh...I've gotten a lot bigger," I told him softly, looking up into his eyes.

"You have," he said, voice low and heavy. "Our baby's really growing."

As we exited the theater, I noticed the first pangs of tension in my belly. It wasn't much yet, but I definitely felt it. Our six hours were almost up.

"Let's go home," I said to him, holding onto his hand. He nodded.

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The bus on the ride home was much more crowded. People were packed in like sardines, and there was no way either of us would be able to get a seat. I held onto an handle overhead, and he stood right behind me, holding onto my hips- purely for balance, of course.

"How much time do you think we'll have when we get home?" He asked me, whispering into my ear so that the people around us wouldn't hear. The warmth of his breath on the back of my neck made me feel tingly.

"Hm...probably a little while," I said, stroking my belly thoughtfully. Though, I wasn't sure if that was the truth. As the bus rounded its next turn, I felt what was undeniably another contraction. It hit harder, now, but wasn't that painful- just tight. I wondered if he could feel my muscles tensing against him.

He slid his hands forward to cup my gravid swell, pushing my shirt up a bit more. I blushed, glancing around to see if anyone was watching. He gently lifted up on my belly, taking the weight into his hands, and I hummed with relief.

"That feels wonderful," I told him breathily.

"Figured you could use a break," he chuckled softly. He held it there for a minute before slowly releasing and returning his hands to my hips. "How are you feeling?"

"Mmh...you know, I think I like being pregnant..." I said. I felt him getting hard against me...obviously he enjoyed hearing that, so I embellished. I tilted my hips back and circled them against him, using what little room we had to tease his hard-on with my backside. "I feel so full and heavy, so...mmggh..."

I trailed off as another contraction gripped me. He leaned in and kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Next stop's ours," he said. "Let's make our way to the exit."

//////////

I endured a couple more contractions by the time we got inside, but I didn't make it known, except maybe for a couple little grunts. I didn't want him to worry, and the cramps weren't horribly intense. Still, I knew my baby was ready. It was sitting low and heavy on me, settling down toward its exit.

We were barely in the door before he was on me, kissing and hugging. I welcomed it, knowing how romantic we were both feeling about the situation. I grabbed him and pulled him as close as I could while we made out, pressing my belly into his abdomen. He wrapped one arm around my back and squeezed my ass with the opposite hand.

"Mmph!" I chirped, jolting at the sensation of his fingers digging into my doughy flesh. "Mmh...you like the new body, huh?"

"I love it," He said immediately, breathing heavy as he placed kisses all over my face in rapid succession. "I can't believe...you're growing our baby so fast. You're like a goddess."

I bit at my lip and ran one of my hands through his hair. I adored the compliments, knowing this rapid pregnancy captivated him. As I kissed my man again, he guided us toward the couch, the nearest soft surface to lay on. The baby stirred in my belly, alerted by what was going on outside. The movement was followed by another contraction, and I dug my nails into my partner's back, but he just seemed to take it as a gesture of passion.

I pulled away reluctantly, stopping before he could bring me down onto the couch. I knew we didn't have much time.

"Let me use the bathroom quick," I told him. "Then meet me in the bedroom."

His eyes widened a bit as he nodded. He released me and headed toward our bedroom.

I waddled my way into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. Before sitting, I stopped to look in the mirror. It was the first time I was able to see my newly pregnant body in full.

"Wow..." I whispered to myself, taking in the changes. My belly was perfectly round, and sat low on widened hips. It was a good thing I'd chosen the spandex shorts. I turned back and forth, seeing how my ass had filled out, how my breasts strained against my top. I rubbed my hands all over my belly, feeling the weight, the warmth of it. I moved my palms up and cradled my breasts, noticing how they'd gotten heavier, filled with milk. Suddenly I was feeling quite hot and heavy.

The tightening of another contraction brought me out of the fixation. When the pressure subsided, I sat down to relieve myself, not wanting my partner to wait any longer. However, when I was done, I felt a sense of release that was unfamiliar. I looked down in the bowl, noticing a trickle of cloudy fluid.

My water had broken. The baby was coming fast.

I finished my business quickly and washed up. I could really feel the downward pressure now. The contractions were nearly overlapping, and I was sure the baby would soon drop into the birth canal, if it hadn't already. By normal accounts, I should've been in blistering pain...but this wasn't quite a normal pregnancy.

Clutching my belly, I went over into the bedroom, where my partner was laying a towel on the bed. He'd also half-closed the blinds and lit a candle.

"Hmm, quite the setup here..." I said to him, smiling.

He smirked back at me. "Figured it might help you relax."

I gestured to the plush chair that sat in the corner of the room. "Why don't you take a seat?"

He took the offer, sitting himself down smoothly, then looked up at me as I approached. I could see the desire in his eyes as they took me in. He licked his lips, trying to moisten them, though I'm sure his mouth was quite dry.

I came right over and slowly lowered myself onto his lap, straddling him. I gently grabbed his face, and he put his hands on my waist. "I love you," I said.

"I love you too," he replied, trying to pull me in a bit closer. He noticed me tense up and rubbed my sides. "You all right?"

"Yeah, just tight," I breathed, trying to stay casual through the contractions. "Let's have some fun before this baby comes."

We began to kiss, and I pulled his head up to mine as he pulled my torso down to his. It was deep, intimate, and thick with passion. We'd both been waiting so long for this.

He kept his arms wrapped around me, one hand on my back and the other down at my hips, squeezing my ass periodically as we made out. Every time I felt the vice of a contraction, I bit his lower lip and grinded my hips into him. My bulging belly was pressed against him, and I'm certain he could feel the muscles tightening.

"That pill is the best idea we've had," he panted between kisses. "I can't wait...to be parents."

"I know," I gasped. "It's...mggghh...gonna be amazing."

He removed his hand from my backside and brought it up to my breast. I leaned back a bit to let him squeeze, and he did. I moaned as I felt a surge of pleasure.

He flicked at the nipple through my shirt and grunted. "Mggh, babe...your milk's come in."

"Fuck," I blurted, insides tingling at the thought. I sat up and glanced down. Where his hand had squeezed me, there was a bit of a damp spot on my top. "Well, don't be shy...nggh- give it a taste."

He helped me straighten up, and immediately grabbed the lower hem of my t-shirt. I raised my arms so he could pull it over my head. Once he had, I yanked my arms out and tossed the garment on the floor. His eyes widened as he saw my engorged breasts, now out in the air, with small creamy droplets on the areola.

Before he could even react properly, I was basically thrusting my left tit toward his mouth. He grabbed hold of me to steady himself, then took my breast in his mouth and began to suck greedily.

"Ooooh," I moaned, quivering from the immediate shockwaves of pleasure. Being so full of life and laden with hormones, everything felt more intense, and so sensitive. I bit my lip and tucked my chin, resting it on the top of his head as he drank from me.

Another feeling was building through the pleasure, growing stronger with each contraction. The baby was moving down lower, and I wanted to start pushing. Well, my body wanted to. In my head I wanted to stay like this forever, but my baby was ready to come out. And in this position, legs spread and mounted on my partner, it was very hard not to resist.

As my man switched to suck on my other breast, I allowed myself to bear down a little bit at a time. Something I hadn't expected was that the relief of giving in to my instincts was very sexually satisfying.

"Oooh, fuck, fuck..." I groaned.

My partner unlatched. "Mmh- is that too much?"

"No, keep- keep going," I told him, fighting with my body through a contraction. "Ghh- r-rub my belly."

He did as he was told, putting both hands on the sides of my belly and rubbing in circles. The skin there was sensitive too, stretched so tight.

"Oooh, that feels good," I cooed. "I- mmhh- oooohhhh...!"

I was bearing down again. I could feel the baby inching down, the head right up against its exit now. My pussy was hot, wet, throbbing. I couldn't find the words to tell my man what was happening, my brain becoming fried from the mix of sensations.

"You're so hot like this," he breathed. "The belly is so sexy..."

"MmmmmhhhIloveyou," I moaned, collapsing forward and draping myself over him. I gripped the back of the chair and pushed some more- it felt too good not to. My lower lips were bulging out now, the head of my baby splitting them open.  I felt the fabric of my shorts and underwear grow tighter around my crotch.

I was too pressed against his chest for him to reach my belly now, so he wrapped his arms around and started rubbing my back instead. The naked skin there was becoming slick with sweat.

He pressed his head against mine, which was buried in his shoulder. "We should think of names," he whispered. "I was thinking...something like Jamie, or Julia for a girl..."

"Nggh," I uttered. I pressed my arms into the couch and sat myself up a bit, so I was face-to-face with him again. The crown between my legs was getting bigger, pressing into my clothes. "...Mhh- I like it, but...let's talk about that later. More kissing now."

I started to make out with him again, but I knew that he could tell something was off. My resolve was wearing thin, my breath getting shakier, my kisses weaker and sloppier. He could feel how much I was straining, so after only a few kisses, he pulled his head away.

"Honey...are you pushing?" he asked me.

I shut my eyes and pressed my forehead into his with a sigh. "A little..."

He took one hand off my back and moved it between my legs. I shuddered when his fingers grazed my inner thigh, then groaned in distress when they found the lump forming in my shorts.

"It's starting to come out," he said, trying to hold back the shock and wonder in his voice.

I simply nodded, our foreheads rubbing together. He felt me tense as my muscles contracted again.

"...Do you want me to...?" he started, unsure.

"P-push it back a little," I grunted. "I'm...not ready to have it yet."

Carefully, he pressed his palm against the bulge. The baby's head receded back inside me.

A gurgling sound escaped me, and I gritted my teeth. There was definitely pain now, and it was searing. My body screamed at me for allowing such a thing... but through the burn, it still felt...good. It was indescribable.

After some gentle pushing, the head was fully back in me, my labia closed around it. But surely this wouldn't last long. I sat up again, gasping for air and staring at my partner with expectant eyes.

"Let's get you over to the bed now," he suggested. I agreed with a nod.

Knowing I wouldn't want to try and stand, he hugged his arms around me and held tight. As he leaned forward, I did my best to wrap my legs around his waist so I could hold on. With some effort, he stood up, carrying me the few feet to the bed like a koala. I was a bit surprised at his strength, but perhaps it was adrenaline at work.

We clambered up onto the bed and he lay me down on my back, my lower half resting on the towel he'd put out. I groaned as I settled onto the mattress, gripping my heaving belly with both hands. There was so much pressure now, but I tried my best to stop pushing.

He placed himself beside me on the bed, lying on his side. He stroked the top of my head with one hand, wiping strands of hair from my grimacing face. "Just breathe...you're doing great."

I took a deep breath before looking over at him. "Hooooo...well, come on...mmh- where were we...?"

He seemed to hesitate briefly, out of concern, but we both knew what we wanted. He leaned over and kissed me, softly yet deeply. He used one hand to caress my bare belly, and I hummed in contentment.

"It feels nice...hooo- when you rub it," I breathed. A strong contraction hit, and my body clenched. His hand held firmly onto my belly, as if tensing along with me. Feeling the urge to bear down again, I pressed my thighs together, crossing my legs at the ankles. "Mmph! Ooohhh...."

As I strained, he moved his kisses down to my neck, then my collarbone. The touch of his lips caused my skin to prickle and my breath to quiver. All the while, he kept on rubbing my tight belly in big circles.

His mouth found its way down to my breast again and began to kiss and suckle. He nibbled on my teat, and spurts of milk sprang forth. My breath caught in my throat, my back arching slightly.

"F-fuck," I gasped. The sensations were all becoming too much. I was awash in pressure, pain, lust, ecstasy. I desperately needed to give in to my body's desire to birth this baby.

My partner began to climb more on top of me, and moved his kisses lower still. He put one knee between my legs, and I was forced to spread them apart again. He started planting kisses on my belly, as his hands moved up to continue stimulating my chest. He grabbed one breast in each hand and squeezed rhythmically while his lips grazed my gravid swell. It felt incredible.

As he continued this, he lifted his other leg and put it between mine. Now I had no choice- I spread my legs wide, and put my knees up. The urge to push quickly strengthened, until it was impossible to resist.

I moaned and arched again, thrusting my belly more into his face. "Nngguuhh...p-pushing...pushinggg!"

He removed his hands from my breasts, sensually stroking down the sides of my belly, as if to soothe me and the baby. His hands were slick with sweat and milk, gliding smoothly over my sensitive skin. He continued to kiss down the middle of my belly as I pushed.

"I can feel it moving down," he told me, as his face became hidden behind my pregnant mound. I wasn't sure if that was true, if he could actually feel the mass descending through me, but it turned me on either way.

With each passing moment, the pressure increased, and the baby came closer to being born. I felt it crowning again, my crotch burning. I gripped the bedsheets in my fists, huffing and puffing from the exertion. "Hooo...hooo...hooo..."

He just kept kissing me, feeling me up, like he was worshipping me. His lips danced around my belly button, making me squirm. It was all so sensitive!

I tucked my chin and curled my body a bit, my face scrunching as I gave my hardest push yet. The head between my legs was quickly nearing a full crown, tenting out my stretchy shorts profusely.

My partner kept kissing down past the curve of my belly, past my pelvis, crouching more between my legs. He saw the growing bulge of our baby's head under the strained and dampened spandex, and gently put his hand on it, caressing it with his thumb. After a moment, he leaned in and lightly kissed it, before looking back up at me.

"Are you ready now?" He asked softly.

I nodded feverishly, grunting and whimpering, already reaching down to grab the hem of my shorts. "Mmh- need it out!"

He sat himself up and helped me pull my shorts and underwear down. It took some effort, with us both being drenched in sweat. At last, he wrangled them past my knees. I gave in to another push as he yanked them off and cast them aside. The head came fully out, along with a spurt of fluid. I gasped and my thighs shook.

"There you go, nice and easy, babe." My partner said. He took one hand and cradled the head hanging out of me. Then, he took the other one and put it above, where his thumb quickly found my clit.

I breathed in sharply, my body spasming. The sensation was unlike anything I'd felt before, an electric, paralyzing pleasure. After so much stimulation, I was already worked up, and I felt like this would put me to the edge...

"Push, honey," my man coaxed.

I bore down as he continued to rub my clit, moaning as my baby's shoulders stretched me. "Fuck...oh, fuck!"

"That's it, it's coming!"

"I'm- I'm..." I sputtered. It was too much. The stimulation, my partner's voice, the baby stretching me. "...I'm c- cuh- MMGGGAAAHH!"

The baby pushed past its widest point as I came. In a flash, it slid out and into my man's awaiting hands. He quickly scooped it up, and I collapsed, completely spent.

I lay back, body shaking, as sweat evaporated off me and caused goosebumps to pop up across my body. I gasped for breath, chest heaving, tits leaking. My hair was matted, my jaw slack. Once the shock of the orgasm tapered off a bit, I looked up.

My partner was still between my legs, holding our newborn baby as it began to cry. "You did it...it's a girl," he said.

Tears of joy welled in my eyes. I reached my arms out and took my daughter into them, bringing her close to me.

Just like that, from one pill and less than a day, I'd brought a new life into the world.

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The End

[karteinss]

Thinking about cat scara who can't help but grind against your lap everytime you try to work, he'll do anything to have your knot inside of his tight hole. He would try his best to grind his very plump ass against your crotch while you were working but to no avail, he would even try moaning into your ear to see if you'd break or not. He would try to unbuckle your pants but you would always hold his waist tightly and refused to say anything, and that made him mad. He got enough of it as one day, he's wearing nothing but your oversized shirt as he slips down his stained panties, he innocently grinds his bare ass against your now hardened cock, trying to get some relief. He's moaning so softly, his little “Nyaaah..!”s were heard throughout the room. You finally snapped as you unbuckled your pants and with no preparations, slammed your cock into his tight warm hole. His hole was clenching against your thick cock as his eyes roll back from such pleasure, he kept grinding against you, wanting you to go deeper. Your cock thrusted fully inside of him, hitting his prostate as he came, his cocklet smearing cum against the desk. You both fucked like animals, you could help but tease his tail as you fuck into him, you whisper the most naughty and lewdest things you could imagine to his ear as “anhh~..nyahh..mhnnn...!! ” is all he can let out when you finally came deep inside of him, filling him up to the brim with your hot and thick cum. His stomach was bloated with your semen, you pulled out making him leak copious amounts of cum. You left his twitching body alone, lost in ecstasy as his eyes were heart shaped.

[oceantornadoo]

okay but best frien johnny who gets in your last nerve when you’re pms-ing or ovulating. and he absolutely knows what he’s doing bc he tracks ur cycle

“johnny, just stop! god, it’s like you’re a little boy.” you get up in a huff, leaving a bewildered gaz and johnny in the common room. johnny’s still loosely gripping the remote you were fighting over, stuck doing mental math as he watches your retreating figure stomp down the hall and out of sight.

gaz breaks the tension by snatching the remote out of johnny’s hand, a murmured “sorry, mate” as he picks the first action movie he sees, just to have some background noise. it doesn’t drown out the buzzing in johnny’s head or the concerned look gaz is shooting his way, that ever-present cap doing little to hide his questioning eyes. “‘s fine. the lass isn’t feelin’ her best. gonna go check up on her.” he jerks his body off the couch, not waiting for an ok by gaz as johnny makes his way to your room.

you’d been snappy at him all week. critiquing his messy room (he preferred the term eclectic), his handsiness (was never an issue before), even his smell (he knew you liked his musk though). suddenly, he had an inkling to check that app on his phone, the one hooked up to your period tracker, and lo and behold, he had his answer. now it was a matter of getting on the right side of your hormones.

johnny stopped in front of your door, fishing out the copy of your key he made, unlocking it without announcing himself. he walked in on you changing, hand on your back to unhook your bra as you slipped out of your day clothes. you didn't acknowledge him, instead slipping on your pajama shirt (one of his old ones) and taking off your underwear, kicking it towards your laundry bag as you pulled on sleep shorts. "now who's bein' messy?" johnny muttered, ignoring your scoff as he picked up your discarded underwear and placed it in your laundry hamper. "you here to apologize?" you spit out, refusing to make eye contact as you looked in your mirror, pulling your shirt this way and that. johnny stalked over to where you were standing, settling behind you as he met your eyes in the mirror, shaking his head. "yer period's comin' soon, bonnie. 's why yer all mean an' spittin'."

your mouth dropped at the insinuation, taking a step forward to get out of his atmosphere. unfortunately, he followed you, taking two steps until your back was flush against his chest. one hairy paw reached out to cup your breast over your shirt, his fingers ignoring your pointed nipples as he squeezed you to his liking. "tender?" all you could do was nod and bite back the pain he was sending your way, hormonal nerves shouting at you to stop him. his hand traveled to your stomach, rolling your pudge between his fingers. "bloated?" you nodded again, his motions giving you no relief from your pms symptoms. he didn't seem to care, focusing more on your body reactions. "skin's hot. temp's goin' up, hm?" so that's why you woke up in a sweat last night. which you didn't even tell him about...

"you're being weird, johnny. how do you know all this?" he shrugged, his hand on your stomach traveling again to cup your pussy, his other hand sliding against your spine to reach the back of your neck. "what are best friends for? i know she's all sensitive." he squeezed your cunt for emphasis. "think i should kiss her an' make it all better, mo leannen?" you nodded silently. he pulled down your shorts and got to his knees, turning so he was eye-to-cunt with your sensitive pussy. he gave her a sniff, then a kiss on your clit. another for emphasis, tongue flicking in like he was trying to make out with her. the angle was all bad, the pleasure minimal, which he knew. it was for pure emphasis - to stake his claim that he knew you better than you knew yourself. after another kiss, he rose back up, righting your shorts. "c'mon, need yer sleep before the blood comes." it would be impossible to sleep with him, an absolute human furnace, but you went along anyways, your best friend johnny leading the way.

more best friend!johnny here!

[thesassypadawan]

Blood Sucker (Sam x GFReader)

Summary: It’s the night of your campus' big Halloween party and you (plus your emo bf) were all excited to go to it, until…your favorite monthly monster decided to haunt early.  Too bloated and in too much pain, you opt out…telling him to go without you.  But, to your ghoulish delight, he decides stay in with you…help you through this like the good little blood sucker that he is.

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because all the lovely smut.  Menophilia, oral, mission, mentions of blood, those cheesy plastic vampire fangs, and…Sam’s skilled tongue and chubby pierced dick.

Notes: Happy Kinktober all you, lovelies! 🖤🧡

A little something for a lovely anon! It was truly a pleasure to write this! I had a lot of fun with it, cannot not emphasize that enough!  Hope you like it and to see more of your lovely requests in my inbox! 💗

- Loud, lewd sucks and slurps fill…bounce off the walls of your festively decorated dorm room.  As he messily devours; groans as he savors the bitter, metallic taste.  “Sammy, stop!  It’s too gross!  Going to make a mes-”

- “Shut up you, little brat,” he growls into your aching core.  Grip on your thighs tightening, black nails sinking into your soft flesh.  “Said you were hurting too bad to go.  Begged me for help.  Well…”

- Spreading your legs wider; he licks yet another long stripe up your swollen, sore pussy.  “I’m being a good boyfriend…”  Pushes them back, closer to your chest.  Holding you still, pinning you to the pumpkin patterned sheets.  “…. and doing exactly that.”

- Hovering above, caging you in with his arms.  He smirks down at you…  “Besides, you ruined my night.”  …mouth, nose, and chin glistening with your crimson blood.  The sight making your stomach clench, walls flutter in excitement and slight revulsion.  “Least you can do is give me this.”

- Like a kid left unattended with his candy haul, he dives in greedily once more.  Burying his head between, pressing heated kisses to your plush pillows.  Lips envelope your sensitive bud; circling, pulling it a bit roughly.  Grunting when your hips reflexively buck in response.

- Blue eyes barely peek over your neatly trimmed mound, while he drags his tongue through your folds…rims, prods at your raw, little hole.  Coating it in your tinted slick, mixing it with his saliva to create a salacious lubricant.

- Delving deeply, plunging fervently.  Massaging, reaching places you’re sure he hasn’t before.  Lapping at that certain spongy spot; eliciting the sweetest, filthiest moans from you…making the pain ease just the tiniest amount.

- Cheeks grow flush, heat pools and builds up inside you.  “B-baby…ba-baby,” you stammer.  Thighs starting to tremble and shake.  While your fingers lace, tug weakly at his tuft of blue hair; trying to pull him off, yet closer at the same.  “Baby, s-sto-”

- Hot breath washes over your now empty cunt when he exhales in frustration.  Nips you with his cheesy, novelty fangs; the plastic scraping deliciously.  “Said…” 

- Abruptly he pulls away, sitting back on his knees.  Sinister look plastered on his face, as he lands a strong smack to your fat bottom…grabs your ankles.  Forces your legs to bend further to the point of them nearly touching your ears.  “Shut…up…”

- “Stop being a whiny bitch…”  He grumbles; grinding, teasing you with his chubby cock.  Stud on his tip catching occasionally on your clit, speeding you towards what feels like a sinfully good orgasm.  “…and let me make you feel better.”

- Surging forward, yanking you into him.  Thrusting so hard, you’re seeing stars. Wailing out pitifully… “Sam-Sammy!!!”

- His drives are wild, erratic. Sloppily pounding, ravaging your poor pussy.  Chasing after both your highs…your relief.  Those stupid fangs hanging out over his lips; bright red glob trickling down, making his skin appear paler in the candlelight.  “Fuck you’re tight…”

- Balls slap heavily, wetly against your ass from his rough pace.  Covering, painting your ass in your own blood; sending sparks of pleasure throughout your body.  “So fucking warm…”

- Speeding up, inked neck strains deliciously.  Bottoming out each time; he slams, bullies your cervix over and over.  “Shit…going to turn me into one of those fuckers who loves this…”

- And all you can do is whimper, mewl; gummy walls desperately clinging to his length.  “Better tell me when the next is…”  Hands fisting the sheets, turning white.  “Going to keep track…”  Tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as you teeter close to the edge…to finally having sweet release from your cramps.  “Come back every month for more…”  All thanks to your little blood sucker.

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[lastoneout]

Hey @ my fellow bitches and besties who deal with a lot constipation/gas/bloating because of IBS or other digestive issues!!

Did you know there's a way to deal with it at home on your own without medication?? Because my doctor sure didn't fucking tell me about this!! But I just tried it because my gas always makes me SO fucking nauseous that I can barely function and it takes like an hour for my nausea and IBS meds to kick in, but I always feel the urge to rub my stomach when I'm bloated, so my Wikipedia boyfriend ass googled it and YEP MASSAGING IS BACKED UP BY SCIENCE.

The article does say to not do this if you have recently had abdominal surgery, but here's the method:

"To perform abdominal massage on yourself.

Lie flat on your back with your belly exposed.

Overlap your hands on your lower belly and hold them here as you focus on your breath.

Warm your hands by rubbing them together for about 30 seconds.

Apply any oils that you’re using.

Use the palm of your hand to massage your entire stomach in a clockwise direction several times.

Then massage the centerline of your abdomen, starting below your sternum and ending at your pubic bone.

Do three more lines an inch apart down the left side of the abdomen.

Do the same on the right side of the abdomen.

Then press your fingers into your navel firmly.

Continue massaging with gentle pressure and circle outward from your navel in a clockwise direction.

You can spend extra time on specific areas or trigger points that feel like they need some extra attention.

Do this for up to 20 minutes.

If you don’t feel comfortable massaging yourself, you can also have your abdomen massaged by a massage therapist. Call before you make your appointment to see if the therapist performs abdominal massage. Not all masseuses provide this service."

I also found a slightly different one from the University of Michigan!

"Massaging your stomach can help to move stool along the inside of your colon. It may help relieve symptoms of tightness, pressure, cramping, and bloating.

Start on the right side of your stomach down by the bone of your pelvis.

Rub in a circular motion lightly up to the right side till you reach your rib bones.

Move straight across to the left side.

Work your way down to the left to the hip bone and back up to the belly button for 2-3 minutes.

Rub with your fingertips in a circular motion. You may press a little deeper with your fingers.

Spend about 1 minute moving from the right hip bone to the right ribs then 1 minute across the middle (gently) and then 1 minute down to the left bone by your pelvis to the belly button.

Repeat rub, always in a clockwise motion, for 10 minutes."*

I was literally so nauseous from being bloated that I couldn't even swallow food without feeling like I was going to puke, but I did the second one just sitting up at my desk, clockwise like they both said(I'm assuming bcs that's the direction things travel through your gut) and within like 2 minutes I felt better. I cannot BELIEVE no one has ever recommended this. Fucking life-changing. I used to just sit there and drink sprite and hope it was over soon and now I don't have to do that!! And if people already know about this that's good but like, again, no one EVER told me about this so if this can help even ONE person who struggles like I do I'll consider it a win!

Also, for clarification, I'm not advocating ditching your meds obvs, I just know it takes a while for pills to kick in and I don't think people should have to be miserable while they wait when there's something easy you can do to get some quick relief.

(*I added more bullet points to the second method because the wall of text was a little hard to read.)