Scatflation, Desperation, Laxatives, My Beloved
a year ago
As much as I enjoy hyperscat, my personal favorite kinks are among those in the title. Swollen, distended, distressed guts begging to release cartoonish tree trunk logs in various states of firmness and mush, combined with cramps and huffs and whimpers of endless relief attempts, are an endless fantasy for us.
Most days it's a bigger mood than hyperscat itself. It's a BloatLax dare pushed to the extremes as bellies swell to lumpy beanbags and suddenly part your donut in spectacular fashion. It's a hyperscat friend eagerly using either end of you as their toilet on a whim, or a pair of portal panties endlessly plowing and stuffing you with a shit dildo. It's the orgasmic relief of clearing a gut that hasn't felt slack within it for weeks on end, deflating before your eyes and leaving a mountain in its wake.
An honorable mention: constiflation, scatflation's devious sibling, is about just as much of a fave for us too. It's carrying a belly so packed to the brim that it passes for a sizeable hyper pregnancy: intestinal peristalsis perceived as giddy kicks, endless gastric noises mistaken for ravenous cravings, and belly rubs bringing waves of cramps that helplessly push at the clog snug between your cheeks. Endless straining suddenly fades into a faint hope that the pressure never gives and only keeps building up, eventually losing the smoothness of your rounded gut and changing into a grotesque snake ball from the swollen mounds of logs and intestines in there.
Filth-filled guts are a delight, and may they be for you too 🤎
Most days it's a bigger mood than hyperscat itself. It's a BloatLax dare pushed to the extremes as bellies swell to lumpy beanbags and suddenly part your donut in spectacular fashion. It's a hyperscat friend eagerly using either end of you as their toilet on a whim, or a pair of portal panties endlessly plowing and stuffing you with a shit dildo. It's the orgasmic relief of clearing a gut that hasn't felt slack within it for weeks on end, deflating before your eyes and leaving a mountain in its wake.
An honorable mention: constiflation, scatflation's devious sibling, is about just as much of a fave for us too. It's carrying a belly so packed to the brim that it passes for a sizeable hyper pregnancy: intestinal peristalsis perceived as giddy kicks, endless gastric noises mistaken for ravenous cravings, and belly rubs bringing waves of cramps that helplessly push at the clog snug between your cheeks. Endless straining suddenly fades into a faint hope that the pressure never gives and only keeps building up, eventually losing the smoothness of your rounded gut and changing into a grotesque snake ball from the swollen mounds of logs and intestines in there.
Filth-filled guts are a delight, and may they be for you too 🤎
Wouldn't mind having most of those things done to me~, the portal panties idea and the "lose smoothness and become a snakey ball" idea are both very nice~
What about other parts getting bloated tho~?
i love breasts/udders getting stuffed with sloppy mushy mess or more solid waaayyy too girthy logs~, totally bloateddd and bulging to the brim~ ,
perhaps so thick that it can't even be pushed out until it "liquifies" after a looooong while~, no choice but to stay super bloated for a few days or weeks~
Theres not enough of that stuff on FA >w>
Both of those can be fun too, and we enjoy 'em especially as an "overflow" result of storing too much, basically one's body desperately storing scat elsewhere. Gotta make room for the mountains of mush~
Can even plug them with toys afterwards~, nice and stretched from a biiiig dildo or buttplug~
A personal fave is when the relief vastly outweighs any embarrassment and wraps around to shameless indulgence, even willingly pushing any remaining out in bliss~
I personally adore plugs being used for such, often with the implication that they'll eventually pop out once the pressure reaches a certain (impressively high) threshold, and doubly so if the recipient eventually has to push to make it go over that edge.
...literally-
More laxatives are surely gonna work, right? Surely..