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y-so-hungry · 4 months
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Hungry Beginnings
Summary: Y is watching a cooking show when his belly starts to rumble. This seems to excite him, and D begins to notice...
Notes: Hey everyone! This is a RP I did with someone, who wishes to remain anonymous, but was happy to share with you all our story! Hope you enjoy!
Tags: hunger kink, hand jobs, kink discovery, stomach growling, belly rubs, M/M
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Y sat on the couch next to D as he watched the show playing on their TV. It was some cooking show D had been into lately, and at first he hadn't been particularly interested, but as the hours passed he found himself more and more enticed by the dishes they were making. He absentmindedly picked at the chipped black nail polish on his right thumb as he stared at a chef piling a plate high with pasta. 
D, arm wrapped around Y's shoulder, felt a smile spread across his face as he watched his boyfriend become enticed with the show in front of them. He couldn't deny that the food looked delicious, and it had been a few hours since breakfast. Anyone would be taken in by such lovely looking pasta in a situation like that. "Careful you don't ruin your nails," D said, pointing a finger at Y's hand.
"Hm?" Y said absentmindedly. Eventually he glanced at his fingers and nodded before quickly turning back to the show. "Right." A peek of tongue slipped over his lips at the sight of the food and he tasted the metal of his lip ring.
The taste of it somehow made it worse, like there was something waiting for his tongue to taste, and his stomach suddenly rumbled quietly, sending color into his face immediately.
Curiously, D raised their brow. That sound definitely didn't come from the show; it sounded too close. Even if it did, why would it make Y blush like that? Unless...
"Did...you just fart?" D asked, arguably with less shame than he should have had.
Y laughed and shook his head, his face still a bit bright. "No it was my fuckin--" and just then his stomach growled again, rumbling loud enough to be properly heard this time. And felt actually; Y felt the sound curling through his abdomen, making his eyes go a little half-lidded, until it stopped and suddenly he felt bewildered, not entirely sure why he reacted in such a way. "...stomach," he finished.
D's eyes widened, and immediately slid down to Y's stomach. For someone who was never that large, Y was no stranger to a loud stomach; D could testify that from the past few dates they've been on. Though despite how hungry he was on those dates, he had never had such a...strong reaction before.
"Whoa..." sounded D, raising a finger to scratch the area around his nose ring. "You feeling okay, dude?"
"Oh yeah I'm fine just... Hungry," he says. Oddly just saying he's hungry seems to have an effect on him too, the color spreading to his ears. His face doesn't really look sheepish anymore, it's... Something else. His stomach gurgles again as more food is displayed on the screen, and he swallows.
D follow's Y's gaze and notices all the food on the screen. Dishes from steak to broth, even pies here and there; all of it looks delectable. Then a thought hits him, and it's enough to make him breathe a small laugh out of his nose. He turns to Y again. "Are you shy about being hungry? Dude, I've heard your stomach growl before, I swear it's not weird."
"No I'm not shy I just--" His stomach suddenly moans again and his head falls back slightly, eyes slipping shut. Fuck, why does this feel good? The way it's shifting his middle, the sound--it's nicer than Y ever realized. "J-Just didn't notice," he mutters, slightly breathlessly.        
The motion, the way Y's eyes delicately close, his breathy voice...it's enough to give D a sinking feeling in his own stomach, the kind that doesn't hurt but rather fills you with excitement. Even he feels a warmth spread across his cheeks. "Wow, um...I-I didn't realize that this show would get you so good," he chuckles awkwardly. He almost let slip an offer to give Y a hand job, but decided against it.
"Not sure it's the show, love," Y says with a small laugh. "My stomach... Feels really good for some reason. Being hungry. Not sure what the hell's goin' on to be honest." He does know for some reason that every time his stomach rumbles he seems to be getting harder. It won't be long before it's noticeable.
"Oh damn, it's your stomach that's turning you on?" D asks, cheeks still glowing but now filled with curiosity. This is so much more interesting than what's happening on TV. He even finds himself shifting over so he can get a closer look at Y's belly, gently placing a hand on top of it. "That's so weird...I mean, I've heard of dudes using vibrators to get off but using your own gut? That's kinda useful, huh?"
Y leans into D's touch, his stomach rumbling loudly under D's hand. There's a fluttering deep in his chest and suddenly he's significantly harder than he was before.
That's when he notices it. The just-about noticeable tent pitching in Y's pants. D can't deny the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat as he watches it grow and feels the rumbling in Y's stomach start to settle, nor can he deny the sudden switch up in his brain going from youthfully curious to...something a little more flirtatious.
"Maybe a little more than just useful..." he sing-songs, allowing his fingers to rub slow circles around Y's stomach. "How do you feel, babe?"
"I uh..." Y seems to have trouble answering as D begins to rub his stomach, the hunger increasing as he does so. "Good. Good I think just--just keep doing that. Fuck I'm starving..."
Something about the way he says that last part sends a chill up D's spine, and he starts rubbing faster than he intended. He bites his lower lip. "Damn, dude, I've seen you act adorable in bed before but this is something else...you look so dreamy..."
The sound from the TV draws his eyes again, and he notices that there's been a new round of food brought out. All of it looks just as good as the last, steam leaving the plates and fat glistening on every surface...if D watches any longer, even his stomach will start growling.
Y catches sight of that food and immediately his stomach starts grumbling against D's hand, incessantly. Moaning and begging for what's right in front of his eyes, desperate for anything to fill it. D can feel it shift and clench under his fingers, starved under his hand and Y squirms a bit, leaning more into his boyfriend's touch. "God, D, I'm so hungry..."
The littlest bit of sympathy fills D's chest, and he resumes the rubbing but is sure to be gentle this time. The sight of Y's red face makes his legs clench.
"I know babe, I know-" he softly kisses Y's cheek. "Your poor tummy's so loud...what does it feel like? When it growls?"
"It feels fuckin... Great, for some reason. That's weird as hell. Tight and pinched, and then it growls and suddenly feels better and worse at the same time. More empty, but that feels good too..."
"Huh..." D lets his eyes float to Y's stomach again, watching as it rises and falls with Y's breathing. "So it's like when you're usually hungry but amped up to eleven...damn, that honestly sounds pretty good."
Curiously, D looks down at his own stomach. It hasn't made any noise since he and Y started watching the show. A part of him wonders what it would feel like to be as hungry as Y is right now...
"Heh, guess it makes sense, haven't eaten all day really," Y mumbles. "Seeing at that food... I'm starved. And fucking horny, god." His stomach moans with hunger again, and he moans with it, arching his back into D's palm.         
D's breath catches in his throat. Even with Y's stomach growling as loud as it is, it doesn't compare to his desperate moaning. He's heard it so many times before, and yet now is when D feels his pants grow the tightest. "Fuck dude, you're killing me...do you want me to touch you, or something? You look so pent up..."
"Fuck at this point if you don't touch me I might die or something--"
D chuckles at that, and takes a deep breath as he lets his hand slide down Y's stomach and closer to his crotch. "Tell me if this gets weird, okay? I've never...masturbated someone over their own stomach before, so I don't know the whole schtick."
"This is completely new to me too, so I guess we're learning together," he says laughing a little breathlessly. When D touches him he immediately feels the pleasure increase tenfold, and he moans, his stomach growling even more. It's practically rippling D's hand, shaking it as he touches Y.
D's breath starts to quicken, his own hips jutting at the sight. He's never seen a stomach ripple before; he only thought that was a thing in cartoons. Seeing it happen in real life, accompanied by the sounds, and Y's face melting in pure ecstasy and pleasure, it makes him feel hot inside, like his chest could burst at any minute. "Fuck, babe, you sound so hungry. Anymore and I think you're gonna-"
He's cut off by the sudden jolt of Y's hips, and the near-whine that escapes his lips as the red in his cheeks flushes a brand new shade of red. D's hand feels warm. The entire room feels warm.
Y shudders as he finishes, slumping against the couch a bit as his stomach give a few smaller whines.
"Whoa..." D utters, practically dumbfounded. He removes his hand from Y's pants and immediately reaches for a tissue to wipe it with. "That was sooner than I expected. N-not that you're fast, or anything! I mean that...I didn't realize it felt that good for you..."
"Heh, sorry. I didn't know either. I can help you here in a second too, don't think I didn't notice that," Y says, glancing at D's crotch. "Just give me a second to get my fuckin... Brain in order again." 
D bobs his shoulders in a small laugh, tossing the tissue in the trashcan. "Hey man, if you wanna rest I can take care of it myself. Unless..."
His eyes wander to the TV again, spotting a new round of food brought to the tables and still looking as good as ever. He feels his mouth turn upwards in a smirk as his own stomach lets out a quiet rumble.
"...you wanna experiment a little?"
THE END
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hollowpocket · 5 months
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do this to me.
Turn on the volume
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hungrytummyprompts · 10 months
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Got any stranded on deserted island prompts?
I got nothing specific beyond the basics, I'll be honest, but here goes
Stranded with no resources, our character is trying to survive and work towards rescue. They need shelter, water and food. My ideal island for this? You have your shelter, perhaps an old empty cave, or some large plant life, or old abandoned structures or the remains of whatever vessel brought you here. You can get water. Perhaps there's a freshwater lake or river, or you have a container you can use to collect rainwater. You can get some wood to start a fire to keep warm. Food, however, is a big problem. While there's stuff you can use for shelter, there's little to no edible plantlife. What little berries and mushrooms you can find are likely toxic, and will make you sick if you give in and eat them. You can't find any animals around, not on the island, not in the water, nothing to hunt or fish for. Perhaps a bug or two? Nothing that can satisfy the ever growing hunger. Every day you grow weaker, every hour your stomach aches more and more and cries out for some sustenance, something, anything to stave off starvation, but what little you can find only activates your digestive system and makes the hunger all that worse. You down as much water as you can to fill the empty space, trick your belly into thinking it's full and well fed, but it doesn't take long at all for your body to riot as it realises there's no food here. How long will you last?
If anyone else has some fun deserted island content to share, feel free ^^
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starveher · 1 year
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Honestly just want someone to starve me. Nitpick my body till I have no appetite. Tell me no. Make me pretty for you
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rumblies · 2 years
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I'm gonna wrap a rope or belt around your belly as tight as I possibly can. It's painful? That's cute. You can't eat until it's loose. No, I don't mean to the point where you can fit a finger in, I mean once it's sliding down. And don't even try to eat when I'm not looking, we both know my eyes will be glued to that gorgeous belly of yours through thick and thin.
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delicatexdarling · 2 years
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it's so hard to focus on work when all i can think about is getting fucked hard and fed. my stomach has been growling all morning, especially during my wakeup edging session. now i'm sitting in my very quiet workplace hoping that no one can hear my stomach grumble or my hips grinding into my chair at my desk.
i just want someone to wrap their hands around my starved stomach and rail me until i'm crying and shaking and cumming. i want them to feel my stomach rumbling beneath their fingertips so they can thrust into me harder.
and once i'm a shaking little exhausted mess, i want to be fed just enough to keep me from passing out. or maybe just taunted with food until i'm begging and crying to be fed.
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hollowpocket · 15 days
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80hours into my fast
wow it's already looking more deflated than the last two videos...
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hungrytummyprompts · 1 year
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Bruh imagine an immortal character being tortured with starvation. They can’t starve to death, but oh god can they feel the pain that unrelenting hunger brings, the pitiful whining complaints from their body before it reaches points a normal body would give in
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starveher · 1 year
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Feel so fucked tonight
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