Deep And Earthy

Deep and earthy

oh baby you barfed spaghetti 🤮🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🤢 you sounded like you enjoyed it. Were you turned on? Y/N. Was it nice and chunky? Did you photograph your puke? I bet it smelled very nice of sour milk mmmmm.

Hi anon~ you’re asking all the right questions 🤭

I had a dildo and was fucking myself the whole time, every heave I went deeper and harder and I came after I finished puking. It was so chunky because of the tomato sauce so bits got stuck in my throat; I was throwing up so forcefully that I ended up bursting small blood vessels around my eyes 🤣 but yes I’ve got photos~ thanks to the tomato sauce it smelled very heavily of tomato rather than milk

Enjoy~

it was makes me want to enjoy my 😸

Nice, go ahead and enjoy 😼

tell us more fun stories of you being used like the fuckdoll you are

omg well ive only had sex with 3 people so i don't have tons of stories but ...

i was with my friend and i was giving him attitude all day, he knows i have a CNC kink and he kept telling me he was going to rape me, i told him "i'd like to see you try"

(sidenote: all of this is consensual)

i kept being a brat while he was walking me home so he takes my hand and steers us into an alley. he starts taking off my clothes and i'm kicking and fighting back, swearing at him and telling him to fuck off. i'm crawling on the ground and trying to kick im away but he's holding me just by the hem of my skirt and even then he's too strong and i can't get away. he's calling me a bitch and telling me the more i struggle the worse it'll get. he uses me, right there in the alley, slapping me and telling me what a good rapetoy i am. i was very bruised up after ❤️

(let me know if you guys want more stories! also fun sidenote: my friend actually knows about this blog hehe i show him my posts sometimes and he reads them out just to embarrass me)

You said this far better than I ever could. Come here anon, I just want to have a little talk.

With regards to the “emetophobes should grow the fuck up” comment, speaking as someone mostly “recovered” (I’m not sure how else to phrase that, ironically) you have no fucking clue how *difficult* it is to live with that phobia specifically. I developed fucking ARFID thanks to it; if you have no idea what ARFID is, I can point in the direction of Wikipedia where, not only can the people who wrote the article explain what it is, they explain exactly its symptoms and origins. That can give you just a sliver of insight into what it means to live with such a disorder. Do you think I woke up one day and decided I was in for a good time if I was suddenly scared of people being sick? Do you have any idea of how fucking *embarrassing* it is to repeatedly run away from scenarios in which someone mentions, even in passing, they feel a little off? I wish I could tell you in an exact number how many events I’ve passed up, outings with friends and family I’ve missed, meals I’ve run away from. You say we should “grow the fuck up” with such disdain as if we all consciously chose to have this affliction. Do you think it makes sense to hole yourself away, to be constantly aware of who is in the room and what physical state they’re in, to meticulously watch what you’re putting into your body because of fears of what it’ll do to your guts? I’ve shied away from kids, from drunks, to random people in the fucking street, from my own goddamn fucking friends - I viewed everyone like they were *dirty* and *unsafe*, I couldn’t trust *anybody*. And this was while I was growing up as a young kid - before I was ten years old. It took *years* to recover from my eating disorder, and more years after that to finally be at peace with the fact that vomiting is a natural consequence of the body protecting itself. I’m 27 now. *I spent my childhood in terror* over something most people think little about. I still remember dreaming very vividly about someone vomiting on my face (it wasn’t based on something that happened) before I had to go to school and being *utterly inconsolable* for at least half an hour. I still remember the mad dash I made away from someone who had just thrown up when I was less than ten years old, and I wonder how long I had spent in that corner before I was told it was safe to come back out. I still remember the abject panic of being in a car with someone so drunk they were throwing up, and how I refused to get in that car for a while afterwards. I still remember when I wasn’t feeling very well I forced myself to eat something and associated it with feeling sick for well over ten years afterwards. I still remember trying to get myself comfortable with listening to the sounds of people throwing up and screaming as I threw my phone across the room in full on monkey brain mode. You really believe that a deeply ingrained and, as Pukey-cutie literally already said, irrational fear is something we need to pull ourselves by our bootstraps over and just snap out of it? As if it were that easy? If you still don’t believe emetophobia is real and a genuinely damaging condition to have I implore you to read Wikipedia articles, talk to emetophobic people, watch videos about emetophobia - and if after that you still have no ounce of empathy? I want you to go fuck yourself. Truly. Go fuck yourself. I don’t want to hear about your ludicrous claims, you are someone with no care for others and I frankly do not want to hear it.

I do want to ask, *how dare you*? How dare you have the balls and audacity to judge someone on something you know absolutely nothing about? Especially someone’s relationship? From having been there I can tell you it doesn’t end well in your favour. Who made you the authority on this person’s relationship? *Who the fuck asked you?* You’re a jacked up little coward hiding behind the anonymity your device provides; if you really want to make a statement come off anon and have the proper balls to stand by your shit. I’d love to have you slide in my DMs (oh, and a fist in your face, perhaps).

tbh ith you should break up with your partner if theyre an emetophobe. not only are you not allowed to sexually express yourself how you want if theyre in the house, youre not even allowed to just be genuinely ill around them bc for some reason their irrational phobia trumps your physical health & wellbeing. emetophobes should grow the fuck up before they get a partner

Everyone point and laugh at this idiot!

Seriously though I do want to take a second to point out everything wrong with this ask.

1: I am not with my partner because they let me fuck them. I am with then because i love them. Sex doesn't factor into whether or not I want a relationship with someone.

2: emetophilia is not a required kink for me to enjoy my life. I have plenty of other kinks and sexual preferences that I am "allowed" to indulge.

3: I'm allowed to be ill? I don't even know where you got that impression. They have admitted they don't think they'd be good at taking care of me if (and only in this specific case) I was throwing up. If I was then they've said they'd ask family or friends to come and look after me instead if I need it. In every other illness I've had they've been a fantastic caretaker.

*edited to add* also I'm disabled and my partner has always done an incredible job helping me out when I'm having a bad day with it, so the above is not theoretical or even a rare occurrence.

4: phobias are by their very nature irrational. That's literally the definition of a phobia. They are not something that people choose to have and they cannot be controlled. I have 2 phobias personally. I'm scared of the dark, and I'm scared of heights. I know that these fears are irrational and that they aren't something to actually worry about but because they are phobias I cannot help it.

5: emetopobes do not need to "grow up". You however definitely need to become more mature and respectful of others before you have a relationship. There is absolutely nothing wrong with having a phobia, and if your partner cannot respect that you have one then they are the problem, not you.

Honestly though what did you expect when you sent this ask? Did you think I'd read it and go "oh! I should break up with my partner I've been with for 9 years! The anonymous person on the Internet is right! They do know my relationship better than me!" I'm genuinely confused