Ask Me Anything: What Inspired Me To Start Writing Emeto Erotica?

I put out the call for interview questions from fans and I will periodically blog my answer to a question. I already have a list of questions to work through, but I’m always open for more, so if you have a question you’d like me to answer here, post it as a comment or email me at: indigestionerotica at gmail dot com

Without further ado, here is question one:

What inspired you to start writing emeto erotica?

I’ve been writing professionally for about twenty years. I love writing! But I had never written about anything as personal and intimate as my fetish life and fantasies in all those years.

And, as you already know, I love all the intense sensations when my body is struggling anywhere along my digestive tract.

From the feeling of chunks of vomit streaming up my throat and gushing out of my mouth,

to the burning stretch of too much food in my stomach,

to the slosh of a bloated belly and the wet burps attempting to release some of that pressure,

to the wrenching cramps of intestines in agony,

to the panic urge to release churning diarrhea,

to the stretch of my asshole as too much passes through too fast…

just writing that little tour of indigestion and upset stomach has me squirming in my seat now, eager to come. 

Any time I’m sick with any digestive distress, I’m saving up a collection of memories: how it felt, how it sounded, what happened.

Once I got a stomach bug that kicked in right after I finished eating a half pound block of cheese. I couldn’t tell you how many orgasms I have had through the years since then, thinking about the feeling of those curds of cheese coming back up, a flow of chunks I could feel moving every inch up from my stomach, through my esophagus, out my mouth, onto the ground. I was standing and bent forward at the hips and that sensation of puke flowing down the angle of my bent body is a vivid memory that often comes to mind when I’m rubbing my clit. I remember the cheese curds and I come with a scream of pleasure and joy.

I don’t do many things to make myself sick. I have put a tube in my ass to inflate my intestines and enjoy the cramps, but I’m careful, because I’m afraid of damaging my body. I do binge eat, but it’s always unplanned and I try to avoid it (and then memorize and enjoy it when it does happen, so the sensations don’t go to waste). 

Mostly, though, I try to be careful with my body because I want it to last a long time. I store up memories and masturbate to them, to Pepto-Bismol commercials, to stock footage of belly aches and vomiting, to YouTube videos of loud vomiting, to other people’s written puke stories. It’s all very erotic and often very satisfying, but like most people with avid fetish feelings, I always crave more.

Writing emeto erotica started as a way to give myself more to masturbate to. I started by writing stories just meant for me to read while fucking myself with toys. That was hot! I still read my own emeto erotica and get off to it. Often.

Why did I start publishing my stories for others to read? I wanted to express myself to others. I wanted to share the fetish joy. I wanted to find some kind of community with others. Yes, I’m using a pen name. I expect anyone who contacts me will be disguising their identity as well.

I think younger people are expressing belly and indigestion fetishes without guilt or shame, but people my age or older are still kind of bashful about our proclivities. Writing under a pen name feels like a safe way to share my fetish with like-minded people.

And if I’m completely honest? It turns me on! It feels daring, maybe a little risky (even with the pen name), and so exhibitionistic! I’m not just making up stories to make a buck: Everything I write comes from a deep well of fetish delight. Every story I write is filled with moments when I was so turned on I had to pause writing to make myself come. 

I don’t cover every possible interest in indigestion erotica because I only write the things that turn me on. If a fan were to ask me to put a scene in a story, I would…but only if I thought it was hot, too. It means you might not see your particular kink show up in my stories, but, it also means that every word I write is filled with sexual tension and release because it’s real and comes from my heart. And fingers. And clit. And aching belly, ready to disgorge some more sexy writing onto the page to share with you.

Send me interview questions, fan letters, requests for me to add specific indigestion erotica scenes in my stories. And please read my stories. If they turn you on and make you come, I’ve done what I set out to do. 

Your satisfaction satisfies me!

And that’s what inspires me to keep writing emeto erotica. I’ve got a lot of stories in me. A lot of stories to come. A lot of coming and writing and coming some more. Thank you for being part of my strange yet gratifying sex life.