Kelly

Kelly saw the package propped up against her front door as she came home from her five mile run. Her asshole involuntarily tightened around the pretty green jeweled butt plug riding snugly between her ass cheeks. Plainly wrapped just like they had promised.

Picking up the package and unlocking her front door she stepped inside. She could feel herself already starting to get wet between her legs. Sitting the package on the counter she got out a knife and cut the packing tape sealing it.

The smell of rubber came into her nose the instant she opened the box. The first thing she took out was the double balloon inflatable nozzle. Pulling it out of its' plastic sleeve she squeezed one of the inflation bulbs. The large balloon closest to the tip started to swell. She pumped it several more times and smiled at the size of it. She rubbed it on her cheek loving the smooth feel of it.

Leaving the nozzle on the counter she lifted out the red JBL Cascade enema bag. It was a lot heavier than she thought it would be and she noticed how well it seemed to be built. 

It was like the one she had seen in the video she had watched a couple of months ago. It held 6 quarts and the delivery nozzle in the center of the bag made it quite interesting to look at. With this bag one sat down on the nozzle and the persons own weight is what forced the enema in.

How had everything come to this? She had been divorced for the last 4 years. Her ex had left her for a younger woman. Leaving her dealing with a lot of self doubt and depression. She had moped around her house for several months before she started getting her shit together. 

She got herself a part time job at the county library. The pay sucked but she really didn't need the money. The divorce settlement hadn't left her rich by any means, but she was comfortable. The house was paid for so basically all she had was her car payment and utilities to worry about. The job gave her something to do and to look forward to.

At 42 she was still very pleasant on the eyes. Her tits were starting to sag just a bit. And her ass and legs were those of a runner. Thanks to her jogging every morning. She was glad that she had noticed that her ass was starting to get larger and she was putting on weight.

She had decided to start walking in the mornings. And after a couple of weeks of walking she decided to try jogging. She couldn't jog far for the first few weeks but as time went on her ability to jog farther became evident. And that is when it all started.

When she had started jogging she found herself having to shit about half way back home and she would have to walk the rest of the way. This happened to her several times even when sat on the toilet before she went out. 

She remembered how embarrassed she was the first time she had bought several fleet enemas at the drugstore. She had used one on herself the next morning. It wasn't all that unpleasant and it seemed to clean her out a bit. But the second time she used one she had an accident in her jogging shorts before she could make it back home. 

She had remember her ex making an off the wall comment one time about shoving a butt plug up her ass. She had never heard of anything like that and she wasn't even sure if something like that even existed. But Google is a wonderful thing. And when she saw how many different kinds of them there are she was pretty much speechless.

She had ordered a set of three of them. When they arrived she could tell right away that the small one wasn't going to work too well for what she was wanting. She chose the medium sized one. After she had given herself the fleet enema and sat on the toilet she had lubed it with some Vaseline. 

When she started pushing it into her ass and she had gone too fast. Her anus had spasmed and a jolt of pain shot through her ass. Pulling it back out and catching her breath she tried again but slower. Letting her anus stretch slowly and pushing firmly she pushed the plug home for the first time.

She had walked around for a few minutes getting used to the feel of it in her ass. It didn't feel too bad. She put on her jogging outfit and stepped outside. She started off slowly. She could feel the base of the plug between her ass cheeks and feel the plug inside. But it was comfortable. 

She increased her pace. She noticed that she was starting to like the feel of the plug and the way it was moving inside of her. Her ass cheeks seemed to put just the right amount of pull on the plug as she was running. She felt herself starting to get wet and noticed her pussy was becoming very sensitive. These were feeling she had never experienced before.

She was almost home when the cramps hit. And try as she might she couldn't stop the shit from pushing out around the plug. She could tell that a lot had come out and she could smell herself as she made the front door. Opening the door she went straight to the bathroom. She stepped into the tub and peeled her shorts down. Stepping out of them she let them drop to the floor of the tub.

She stood back as she started the shower and let the water warm. Taking down the hand held shower head she sprayed between her legs. When the warm spray hit her pussy her knees buckled. She had never felt anything like this before in her life. Jolts of pleasure shot through her and she couldn't make herself move the shower head away.

She held it there and her hips had started bucking as if they had a mind of their own. Her eyes were glazed over as the feeling increased. She let out a sharp cry as her body went over the top. For the first time in her life she knew what an orgasm felt like and she knew she would be wanting a lot more of them.

She finished cleaning herself up. She washed her shorts as best she could with the shower and pulled the plug out of her ass. She sprayed between her ass cheeks washing her hole clean. But she had to get a move on because she needed to open the library in an hour.

On her way home that evening she had stopped at a different drugstore. She was feeling a bit bolder now having experienced an orgasm like a real woman. Her body needed certain things now and she was not going to shy away from that reality. She walked to the feminine hygiene isle and picked out a blue douche/enema combination kit. She walked to the register and looked the young woman right in the eye as she paid for her purchase. She had a slight smile on her face as she walked back to her car.

When she got home she stripped herself naked in the living room and carried her clothes to the laundry room. Starting the washer she made her way back to the kitchen and opened her new bag. Wow. This thing held two quarts. There's no way all that is going to go up my ass she thought to herself.

Damn. She was wet again. Her finger dropped to her clit. She had never masturbated before. But she wanted to feel again what she had felt this morning. She moaned as she gently rubbed herself. She knew she could push herself higher to somehow make it more intense. She stopped rubbing and started putting the pieces of her new bag together. 

She filled the bag to the top with warm water and threaded the end into it. Snapping the clamp closed she hung the bag from it's plastic hook on her cupboard door handle. She looked at the two nozzles that came with the kit. The slender rectal nozzle looked a bit small to her. Her ass was used to holding a butt plug after all.

She screwed the douche nozzle into the fitting on the end of the tube. After hanging the nozzle over the top of the bag she walked back to the bathroom and got a small jar of Vaseline. After popping the cap open she dipped the tip of her finger in and reach back between her cheeks and rubbed it over her asshole as she walked back to the kitchen.

She could tell her pussy was getting wetter. She reached down and ran her finger tip over her engorged clit. Pleasure shot through her core. Reaching for the nozzle she searched for her asshole between her cheeks. With a soft moan she started pushing the nozzle up inside herself.

Bracing herself on the counter with her hands she took a step back and spread her feet. She was now bent over. She looked down at her tits hanging below her. Her nipples were hard. Closing her eyes she laid her forehead down on her arm. With her free hand she found the tube hanging from her ass. Sliding her hand back up the tube she found the clamp.

She snapped the clamp open and immediately reached for her nipple. Finding it with her fingers she pinched as hard as she could. She quickly found the other nipple and did the same. When the pain registered with her brain she screamed. Her knees sagged slightly but she steadied herself.

She could feel the warm water rushing into her ass. The immediate feeling of needing to shit hit her. She closed the clamp and was getting ready to pull the nozzle out and make a mad dash for the bathroom. All of the sudden the pressure was gone. Just like someone opened a valve.

Laying her head back down on her arm she opened the clamp about half way this time. She felt the pressure increase but it felt gentle. Her hand dropped to her clit. It was swollen and sensitive. She made slow circles with her fingers enjoying this new feelings she had just discovered.

She could feel the water moving deeper into her colon. Her belly was starting to sag a little from the weight. She was rubbing her clit faster now, her climax getting closer. She felt the harsh cramps for the first time. Moaning she looked up at the bag. It was empty now. 

She felt full but knew she would have been able to take more. Her fingers were moving fast now. Tightening and loosening her belly she could feel the enema moving inside her and it pushed her over the edge. She heard herself scream as her orgasm hit. Her hips jerking hard making the enema move more intensely inside her bowels. 

She steadied herself as she came down from her climax. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and she was breathing deeply. She was reminded of the enema as a wave of harsh cramps rolled through her belly. 

Pulling the nozzle from her ass she hung it back over the now deflated bag. Tightening her asshole she deliberately made herself walk slowly to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and relaxed her asshole. A small squirt of water came out followed by several hard lumps. 

She couldn't believe how much was coming out of her as she had never been cleaned this deep before. The smell was bad and she was glad her bathroom had a good exhaust fan. The last wave of cramps rolled down her colon and she doubled over holding her belly. As soon as the last of the enema came out her tummy felt great.

She had been satisfied with the two quart bag for over a year. And she had even gone running with the large butt plug in her ass several times. She was up to five miles a day now. But her mind was starting to wonder how far she could push herself as far as the enemas.

She had done a lot of reading on the internet. And she had educated herself on her new found fetish. She liked to use different mixtures sometimes depending on what she was wanting to experience. Castile soap was now something she used all the time. She had also started using glycerin. Sometimes she used the two mixed together.

The day she had gotten her four quart bag and her first inflatable nozzle was one she would never forget. She had also bought a large bat nozzle that had looked like it would be a lot of fun. She had started wanting to push herself and the two quart bag wasn't doing it for her anymore.

She had filled her two quart bag and had it hung on the on the cupboard door handle in her kitchen. This had become her favorite place to take her enemas. Sometimes when she found herself in a very horny state she would leave her kitchen blinds up. If anyone drove by and happened to look at the right time they would be able to see her bag hanging there. It seemed to add to the thrill of what she was doing.

She had been going to use the new bat nozzle to take the two quart enema. But she discovered that the larger nozzle wouldn't go into the tube from her bag. She began to feel great disappointment thinking she had just wasted the money on a nozzle that wouldn't work.

She got on the internet and went to the site she had ordered the bag and nozzles from. And sure enough there were the the dimensions for the nozzle and the size tube it would fit into. In her excitement she had over looked that one small fact. But she found the the adapters That would make it possible to use the nozzle with her bag. She also found what they called a one way check valve. 

The adapters didn't look all that complicated. So why wouldn't a hardware store have what she needed? She had put her clothes back on and left the bag hanging in the kitchen. She had drove to the hardware store and with a bit of looking she had found what she needed to make it work. Plus she found the check valves. Plus a foot of 3/8 inch tubing. She was batting 100 today.

She stripped her clothes off again the first thing when she walked in the door. She was actually getting tired of wearing clothes around the house. She found she liked being naked. She remembered thinking to herself that it was a shame she couldn't jog naked. It would be so much fun feeling her tits bouncing all over the place and feeling her butt plug in place nice and tight.

Fitting one of the adapters into the tubing off her bag she pushed the 3/8 tubing onto the other end. Cutting the 3/8 tubing in half she pushed one of the check valves into it then the other piece and then the bat nozzle. Her pussy was wet again, thinking about the big enema she was going to force herself to take when she was done with the smaller one.

For some strange reason now she felt the need to punish herself for not noticing the size difference in the nozzle. She lubed the nozzle with a film of Vaseline. Bracing herself with her free hand she took a step back and spread her legs even more than usual. Looking down between her legs she could see a clear discharge hanging from her clit.

Finding her asshole with the tip of the nozzle and taking a deep breath she waited for the discharge to drop. She watched it get longer. Then the moment it dropped she shoved hard on the nozzle. She felt the immediate fire in her asshole as she shoved it all the way in with one brutal shove.

She screamed when the pain hit. Her knees buckled slightly as she balanced herself with her free hand. Taking a couple of deep breathes she found the clamp and opened the clamp full flow. The water had cooled since she had filled the bag but as this was her punishment she let the enema fill her ass unchecked.

After a few seconds her fingers dropped to her clit. She had found that she loved climaxing with her bowels full. They were so much more intense then any other orgasms she experienced. The feeling of being full along with the cramps always drove her over the edge.

She felt her climax steadily rising. Clamping her ass down harder on the big nozzle she rubbed her clit faster. She knew the bag was already empty but what she had inside was enough to make her cum. But she still wanted her next climax to be harder than any she had experienced so far.

Taking the bag down she carried it to bathroom with her and laid it on the floor. Straddling the toilet she started pulling the large nozzle out of her ass. She grimaced when the larger part of the nozzle made its' way out of her rectum. Sitting down, she relieved herself like she had so many times over the last year.

She returned to the kitchen when she was done expelling the enema. Cutting a few inches off the end of the tube of the four quart bag she pushed the last check valve into the end. Pushing the piece she had cut off on the other end of the valve she finished setting up her new bag.

She pushed the rectal nozzle into the end of the tube and the new inflatable nozzle onto the straight nozzle. She turned on the water in the sink and let it run till it was a little hotter than just warm. She wanted to feel it way up inside her guts. She wanted the fullness. She wanted the pain. 

Holding the bag under the faucet she filled it to the brim. It was heavy in her hands as she lifted it to the cupboard handle. And she promised herself at that point that she would make herself take every single drop in that bag up her ass.

She lubed the nozzle with a good coating on Vaseline and reached around between her cheeks and found her hole. Widening her stance and pushing her ass more she pushed firmly. She could feel the nozzle starting in. Her slippery fingers were having a hard time holding onto it. Tightening her grip and pushing out with her anus she pushed the balloon up inside her ass.

Gripping one of the inflator bulbs she squeezed. She felt the balloon inside her ass start to swell. Her pussy was dripping again as she pumped the bulb. The nozzle grew every time she squeezed the bulb. On the seventh pump she could feel the pain start inside her ass. Giving it one more good hard squeeze she stopped and reached for the other bulb.

She gave the bulb several hard squeezes. She liked the way it spread her ass cheeks and pulled back on the balloon inside. Finding the clamp she opened it half way. She felt the warm water immediately forcing its' way into her bowels. Within a minute she felt her belly starting to swell. 

Her fingers were on her clit again. Laying her head down on her arm she closed her eyes. She knew when she passed two quarts. The feeling in her guts was becoming more uncomfortable. But she had never been this wet before. Her juices were running like a river down the inside of her thighs.

She wanted to feel more of something but she didn't know what. Opening one of the kitchen drawers she pulled out a large wooden mixing spoon. She laid it on the counter and reached for the clamp. Her belly was hurting now but she was loving the pain. She closed the clamp and looked up at the bag hanging from the door handle.

She still had almost a quart to take yet. Her asshole was tired from clamping down so tightly. She started slowly relaxing it feeling the nozzle move down against her hole. She breathed a sigh of relief when she felt the nozzle hold. Not a single drop of water escaped.

Her belly was making gurgling sounds and it made her giggle. Looking down she could see how large her belly had become. Her pussy was still running rivers of juice down her legs. Picking up the spoon she rubbed it over her swollen pussy. 

Spreading her legs as wide as she could she brought it up in a hard swing. The flat of the spoon hit the balloon between her cheeks. Taking another swing she brought it hard against her spread twat. She heard a loud splat and a split second later felt the pain. She screamed out loud. 

She gulped in several deep breathes. Her clit was on fire but she needed to feel it again. The pain. She wanted the pain. She needed the pain. And she needed the rest of that damn enema up her ass. laying the spoon down she found the clamp again. She opened it all the way. She grabbed the spoon and swung again. A square hit. She saw stars but she swung again. 

Her guts were painfully stretched. Her belly hard and round as the last pint forced its' way into her colon. Another hard swing landing squarely on her spread pussy. She dropped the spoon and rubbed her clit hard with her fingers. Her climax hit just as the last of the enema left the bag. 

She was crying hysterically. She dropped to her knees on the floor trying to get control of herself again. She had never felt anything so intense in her life. Her belly was painfully swollen and her pussy was burning from the spanking she had given it. And she loved it.

The nozzle had held everything inside her ass. It had done what she had hoped it would do. Slowly pushing herself to her feet she reached for the empty bag. Smiling she dropped the bag on the floor and started making her way to the bathroom. Dragging the empty bag behind her with the nozzle in her ass.

Kelly walked into her garage and looked at her latest creation sitting in the far corner. A heavy wooden stool of her own design. She had gotten the idea from a kitchen utensil her mom used to have. The Ronco Veg-o-matic. She had loved playing with it as a little girl.

There was no back to the stool. Four heavy 4x4s made the frame. 2x4s made the arms and the false bottom and plunger plate she had made from 2x2s and heavy plywood. It had taken her a couple of weeks and and a couple of boo-boos to create what she was now looking at.

The false bottom and plunger plate could be lifted from the wooden frame below the seat. She had cut a hole in the plunger plate and the seat of the stool. Her plan was to fill the JBL(Joy Beauty and Life) enema bag to its' full capacity. Then set the bag in the frame and set the plunger plate on top of the bag. The nozzle located in the center of the bag would fit through the hole in the plate. Her new inflatable nozzle would drop down through the hole in the seat of the stool. She would be connected to the bag with a couple feet of tubing.

She had added eye bolts to three corners of the stool. One on the front of each leg and one on the front of the left arm. The right arm she had mounted a hinged shackle. She had also mounted an electric solenoid to the side of the right leg. With a little bit of ingenuity she had connected the top half of the shackle to the rod on the solenoid.

When the power to the solenoid was off it would close. When it was on the solenoid would open. She had tied a piece of twine around a short bolt she could wedge between the shackle halves to keep it wide enough to get her hand through. She would pull the bolt out with the twine. The solenoid had a stroke of about two inches and it was plenty of room for her to pull her hand through. She had also added a strip of Velcro tape to the front of the seat to hold her vibrating wand. With the help of a simple kitchen timer her setup was complete.

She had tested the solenoid ten times and it worked perfectly. This was Saturday afternoon and tomorrow was Sunday. She wouldn't have to open the library tomorrow so Sunday was going to be the day. As she thought about what she was going to do she felt the moisture between her legs increase.

She would fill the bag to its' full six quart capacity and set the timer for thirty minutes. She would be depending on the strength in her legs to keep her from having the whole six quarts forced up her ass. As long as her weight was not on the bag no water would be forced into her. When her legs needed to be rested and she was forced to sit down she would take more of the enema. The one way check valve insured nothing could come back out of her once it was in. And being restrained on the stool insured she could not stand fully erect.

Tomorrow morning after her run she was going to need a good cleaning out. Her fingers were on her clit again. A good strong mixture of Castile soap and glycerin in a two quart enema followed by a good soapy four quart enema and then a four quart cool water rinse enema should do it. She climaxed staring at the wooden stool.

Kelly was up at six o:clock Sunday morning. After shoving a pretty red jeweled butt plug in her ass she got dressed. She decided on no bra this morning. She would let her tits bounce and flop freely while she ran. She made herself a quick cup of coffee and drank it quickly then she was off. Her legs felt good and she loved the feel of the butt plug. She was back home by seven thirty.

She started peeling her clothes off the second the door closed behind her. She had a mission today and her pussy was telling her it was time to start. Her enemas this morning she would do in the bathroom. She never hid her bags any more they instead hung from the shower curtain rod in her bathroom.

Taking down the two quart bag she filled it almost to the top. Leaving enough room for the soap and glycerin. Holding the bottle of Castile soap over the bag she squeezed hard. She could smell the soap instantly. I was going to be a strong enema. Squeezing four ounces of glycerin into the mixture she threaded the hose onto the bag and gave it a good shake.

The large bat nozzle was on the end of the tube. Her old inflatable had given up the ghost a couple of months ago with a small rupture to the inside balloon. Taking the the nozzle in her hand she kneeled on the floor and stuck her ass in the air. She needed the enema deep to get a good cleaning out. Pulling the butt plug out she noticed the brown paste on the tip of it. She did indeed need a good cleaning out.

Pushing the large nozzle into her ass she lowered her shoulder to the floor. Reaching back and finding the clamp she opened it half way. She felt the bite of the enema within a few seconds of opening the clamp. Clamping her ass down tighter on the nozzle she concentrated on taking the enema as deep as she could. 

The cramps were harsh and the glycerin was making her want to push. Taking deep breathes she forced herself to take the full enema. Leaving the nozzle in her ass she stayed in position. Her fists were clenched as fought through wave after wave of cramps. She knew the soap and glycerin were doing what she had wanted them to.

Her expulsion had been extremely smelly and gaseous. She had spent several minutes doubled over holding her stomach while she sat on the toilet. The four quart enema she took with a bit more ease. The good dose of Castile soap she had put in it had cleaned her much deeper than usual. The four quart rinse enema had felt good. Her guts had been painfully full but she knew she could force herself to take more.

She filled the JBL bag to capacity and carried it into the garage. Lifting the seat and plunger plate out of the frame she laid the bag in the wooden frame. She had screwed the short straight nozzle into the top of the bag leaving the long valve handle off till the plunger plate was set.

She plugged the solenoid directly into the extension cord that ran from the outlet on the wall. The solenoid snapped open. She wedged the short bolt between the two flanges of the shackle and disconnected the power cord. When she pulled the twine the shackle would close around her wrist making her restraint on the stool complete. Plugging the timer into the cord and set the time on the display.

She set the seat and the plunger plate into the frame of the stool and set it down gently over the nozzle and onto the bag. She threaded the long handle into the nozzle turning it to the right till she met resistance. Putting weight on the seat with her hand she continued to turn the handle to the right. When she had made half a turn water shot out of the nozzle in a strong stream. She continued turning till the water stopped shooting from the nozzle. 

She made another full turn with the handle making sure it worked the way it was supposed to. Next she strapped her Hitachi wand down with the Velcro strap and plugged it into the extension cord. Hitting the on switch she checked to make sure it was working. She pushed the tubing onto the nozzle and threaded it up through the hole in the seat. Making sure the check valve was going the correct direction she pushed it into the free end of the tubing.

Standing back she looked over her play area. Everything looked good and she walked back into the house to get herself ready. The first thing she did was sit back down on the toilet. A small squirt of smelly brown water came out of her ass. Wiping her ass and flushing the toilet she walked back into the kitchen.

She buckled a couple of cheap cuffs around her ankles and one on her left wrist. She turned the D-ring to the back of her ankles and snapped a quick hook link on each and one on her wrist. Next she pushed the inflatable nozzle up her ass and pumped it up to the point of pain. She would give it another couple of pumps when she was ready to start.

Kelly walked back into the garage. She picked up a low plastic bin and laid it off to the side of the stool. Just in case she couldn't make it to the bathroom. It was 12:55 when she set the timer for 1:30. She back up to the stool and reach down and picked up the tube draped over the seat. Pushing the nozzle onto the check valve she reached or the inflator bulbs again. Giving each one of them another good squeeze she felt the both swell even larger. She knew she was sealed good.

Feeding the tubing and the nozzle back through the hole in the seat she sat down gently. The seat stuck up above the frame a few inches because of the full bag beneath it. She felt the seat roll just a little but it seemed pretty stable. Leaning forward she snapped the quick hook link on each of her ankles to the eye bolts on the legs of the stool. Reaching under the seat she pulled the extra tubing out and let it rest between her feet so she could see the water move through if she could actually see it. 

She turned the wand on and set it on medium. She felt the vibrating through the seat and when she pushed her clit against it her hips jerked. Reaching over she locked her wrist down on the last eye bolt. Taking the twine she brought it over to her left hand. When the timer showed 1:00 she reached down and turned the valve on the bag one half a turn. She quickly stuck her hand through the shackle and jerked the twine with her left hand.

The bolt went flying across the floor and the shackle snapped shut. She looked down at the tubing between her feet and she saw the water rocketing through it. She felt the trapped air being forced up her ass and then the warm water. Oh God it felt good. She pushed her clit hard on the wand and felt the pleasure shoot through her.

She knew she was filling fast and she could feel the enema pooling in her bowels. She tried standing to take the pressure off the bag. She managed to take her weight off the bag but she was forced into a very uncomfortable half standing position. In about thirty seconds she could feel the strain on the back of her legs. 

The stool was too heavy for her to pick up in any way. After another half a minute she had to sit back down. The back of her legs were already tired and she could feel the enema being forced up her ass. She pushed her clit hard on the wand and felt her hips start jerking again. 

She could feel her climax coming but a wave of harsh cramps hit her before she could get there. She forced herself to stand again. The strain on the back of her legs was back the instant she stood. But even worse now because she couldn't tighten her stomach muscles. She stood as long as she could stand it. Perspiration was starting to appear on her forehead.

She sat back down and felt the enema surge into her again. Looking down she could see her belly swelling as she sat there. She felt the pain increasing as more of the enema was forced into her colon. Pushing her clit hard against the wand she felt her orgasm start rising again. She was wanting to cum so badly but pain seem to be driving her mind. 

She could tell she was over four quarts by the pain in her guts. She couldn't stand anymore but she needed to stop the enema again. Leaning back on her elbows and pushing up with her legs she managed to get her weight off the seat. Looking at the timer she saw she still had eight minutes to go." I can do this," she thought to herself. "Just eight minutes to go".

She held herself for two minutes. She watched the timer change to 1:24. Sweat was running down her face from the strain. Her belly was swollen and hurting. With a loud moan she dropped her ass back down on the seat. The pain increased instantly. "OH GOD," she said out loud. 

Pushing her clit hard on the wand she moaned loudly again. She could no longer tell the difference between the pleasure and the pain. All she knew was that she wanted more of both. She leaned back on her elbows again so she could push harder on the wand. She found herself bouncing her ass down on the seat making the enema surge into her ass harder. In her clouded mind the pleasure was out running the pain.

She was panting now as she neared her climax. She was crying hysterically now. Bouncing harder on the seat she forced more water up her ass. Her stomach was in agony and it was huge but still she bounced. Surge after surge of water was forced into her colon.

When her climax hit she stopped bouncing. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. She heard herself screaming like she had never screamed before. Tears ran freely down her cheeks. It took several seconds before the agony in her belly registered in her clouded mind. 

Her mouth was open when her stomach started heaving. The shackle snapped open as she turned her head to the side and heaved. Vomit flew from her open mouth and splattered on the concrete floor. 

Her brain was foggy being in a place she had never been before. Pain now like she could have never imagined. Her belly was huge. Pulling her hand through the shackle she forced herself to lean forward. It put pressure on her huge belly and she had to force herself harder to reach the valve. But at last she had it in her fingers and turned it a half turn.

Her stomach heaved again and bile came up her throat. She spit it out and panting she turned the wand off. It took several seconds before she mover her hand and unlocked her wrist. She unconsciously leaned back trying to take the strain off her belly. 

Forcing herself to sit back up she took a deep breathe and forced herself to lean forward over her enormous belly. Leaning a bit to the left she found the link on the ankle and opened it. She worked it out of the eye bolt. Her left foot was free now. But she had to lean back again. Her hands dropped to cradle her stomach. She would have never dreamed that her belly could be forced to this size. 

Taking another deep breath she leaned forward again. To the right this time. Again she found the link and freed her right foot. She was free now and she gripped the arms of the stool. Bending forward and pushing with her legs and arms at the same time she stood on wobbly legs. She immediately bent over and her hands shot around her belly. 

Without her lap to hold her belly it started stretching even more just above her pelvis. She was crying and she felt as if she was going to vomit again. She wasn't even sure if she could walk. Balancing on her left foot she reached her right foot out and hooked the plastic bin and pulled it to her. Adjusting it so that it was under her ass she reached for the nozzle.

When she deflated the nozzle if blew out of her ass being forced by the huge enema. She had to kick the bin back a bit further under her as she was only getting about half of it in. She couldn't walk yet so she could only stand and let herself empty. After a couple of minutes of a steady stream of water from her ass she slowly lowered herself to her knees. 

The pain in her guts was lessening by the second. She stayed on her knees for almost a half hour. Slowly she got to her feet and looked down at her belly. It was flat again. She was tired but she needed to clean up. Walking to the wall she got a scoop of floor dry and sprinkled it over the vomit and the water on the floor.

She disconnected the nozzle from the tube and carried it into the kitchen. She placed it in the sink and walked back to the garage. Kneeling down she took the control valve off the bag and lifted the seat out of the frame. Setting the seat on the floor she lifted the JBL out of the frame. There was less than a pint left in the bag. She had forced almost six quarts of water up her ass. She felt herself getting wet again.