There's so many levels of enrapturement about a distended belly.Seeing it in the mirror of a lover's eyes. After all- knowing they are looking at the belly bulge they caused is hotness indeed. It's for me and likely others a bit more than "just" an erotic sight. This is on levels that echo deeply in us. It's where some of us live so to speak.
Whether they've impregnated us with a baby or soapsuds- the bulges and "some" of the sensations are blending in mindspace. Even if the emotions are not all congruent, there's enough commonality of sensation that it can bridge our chromosomal divides with a shared sensory touchstone. Touching that rock hard belly or feeling their hand on ours leaves an imprint on both of us.
I'd suspect that more than a few of us mere males have slipped into wonderment for even moments if not longer- as to if our distended cramping bellies are as she feels during her period or pregnancy. Comparing enema cramps to those of menstruation or childbirth seems to split folks emotionally between rapture or revulsion with an amusing tragicomic intensity that defies logic. I've wondered how many women think of either teasing or sincerely sharing or both by asking us- or telling us...
"SO- Now you might be close to learning how it feels for me"
Usually in my daydreams accompanied by her soft- dare the pun, bubbly- giggle as she pats my belly causing waves in my guts and a moan from me that has us both fully in the moment.
I warmly cherish the images of women that have gifted me with a look at their enema bulged self.. SELF more than body as it seems degrading to be dismissive of a person when their self is placed below the kink focus in exclusion. I'd personally love the warm bonding of knowing she wanted me to have filled her belly and thence rubbed her cramps away even to assisting her orgasms.
That ties with seeing my bulged belly in the mirror of her eyes. Eyes that KNOW how it feels and are shining in shared resonance. I may go into such moments in depth as a story or blog recounting memories. Exploitation porn or stuff glorifying punishment/intentional causing unwanted pain leaves me not only unaroused-it's borderline to even repulsive! I get it that some of us want to be bloated till we're certain it will cause us to POP. And who am I to judge what a person wants in their free will? It's the nonconsensual aspects of some distension porn that squicks me.
Yeah, I want her to make me feel as if one,more.drop...will make .me pop. Having such desires as mutual is meltingly erotic.