"There. How's that feel?"

"Kind of ... full," she said.

"Here comes another one."

"I— ..."

"Yes?"

She shook her head. I refilled the enema, stuck it in her ass, and pushed another quart into her. She started breathing faster, gasping even, and I slowed down each time she looked uncomfortable. But the moment always passed and I got the whole quart in.

"Here comes another."

Quinn bit into her arm and whimpered as I filled the enema again and pushed the load into her bowels. Her stomach bulged quite a bit now. Tessa wasn't kidding about it making her look pregnant. Quinn breathed in quick gasps as a third...