I've been really backed up lately, so I decide it's time for an enema. I actually really like enemas. I love the feeling of the water rushing up inside me, the cramps, the swollen belly, and of course how clean and refreshed I feel afterwards. I have a 2qt enema bag and I fill it with warm soapy water. I bend over and slide it up inside me. Once I hit the lever, the water immediately rushes inside of me. It's not long before I feel my rectum begin to burn. I pat my belly as it starts to swell and cramp. Already I'm feeling so delightfully full, but I'm determined to take all of it. Eventual...

I've been really backed up lately, so I decide it's time for an enema. I actually really like enemas. I love the feeling of the water rushing up inside me, the cramps, the swollen belly, and of course how clean and refreshed I feel afterwards. I have a 2qt enema bag and I fill it with warm soapy water. I bend over and slide it up inside me. Once I hit the lever, the water immediately rushes inside of me. It's not long before I feel my rectum begin to burn. I pat my belly as it starts to swell and cramp. Already I'm feeling so delightfully full, but I'm determined to take all of it. Eventually I take all 2qts, but I figure I can take a little more than that, and decide to refill it, but this time with cool, clean water instead. The cold water, even without soap, burns just as bad. My belly continues to swell until I look pregnant. I clench my ass cheeks shut, hoping none of it leaks out. Finally I've taken the last 2qts. I have 4 qts of fluid sloshing around inside me and it shows. I waddle to the toilet, and with a contented sigh release all of it. It rushes into the toilet loudly and I moan as the cramps subside, and my stomach goes back to normally. At last it's time to clean up, but I make an unfortunate discovery... I'm all out of toilet paper! I shuffle over to the sink, but there's none under there either. Oh no!