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I'm 19, I'm a fairly beautiful girl according to many, my figure is thanks to dancing and the modeling business which I've been involved in since early childhood, I'm studying to be a designer at an institute... One of my erotic hobbies is that when I'm home alone I adore giving myself enemas. Each time I try to do something new, to get even stronger pleasure. But in this story, I'll describe my first experiment ^_^.
Once, at the institute, halfway through the first class, my stomach started hurting terribly, I had really bad gas, my flat tummy swelled up like I was pregnant. It even became a little hard to breathe, my jeans waistband was pressing painfully,
I even unbuttoned the button. My stomach was rumbling loudly. It's a good thing no one heard it or I would have just died of shame. I asked to be excused under the pretext that I had a phone call. And I headed to the toilet myself. The toilet was empty. I went into the stall nearest the window and sat on the toilet. But no matter how much I strained, only gas came out of my behind, but I didn't feel any better, my stomach only bloated more, a literal hurricane was raging in my intestines. I was constipated, although I don't usually suffer from that at all. I sat in the toilet almost until the end of the class, returning to the auditorium, I told my friend that I urgently needed to go home for family matters and asked her to tell our supervisor about it.The institute was near my home, and in just about 15 minutes I was at my place. No one was home and that made me happy. I took off my jeans and blouse and put on a short silk nightgown, now my stomach felt a little better. Then I went to the kitchen and decided to take a laxative, the instructions said it should be taken with at least a liter of water!! But there was nothing to be done, I started drinking glass after glass. After the 3rd one I started feeling nauseous, but I continued, when the liter was drunk my stomach had noticeably rounded out, and I went to lie down. From the water I drank, it only rumbled louder. Half an hour had already passed, and the laxative wasn't working. The bloating got worse, I went to the toilet and started straining hard, but it was completely useless.
An hour passed, the water in my stomach was still gurgling, and the laxative hadn't worked... Then an idea came to me. About what could help me now, I remembered that we had a 2-liter enema bag at home, brand new, bought just in case, and well, that case had arrived)) I had given my little sister an enema before, so I knew how it was done. I took the enema bag out of the bag, rinsed it with hot water and wiped it with a towel, filled it with boiled water, slightly warm, to make it easier to bear. I let the air out of the hose and closed the tap. Then I went to my room and took down the picture hanging over my bed, to hang the enema bag. The enema bag held 2 liters, but I thought that might not be enough and just in case I took a carafe with another 2 liters.
After filling the bag from the carafe to the brim, I lay down again and inserted the nozzle. Water started flowing into my intestines again, inflating them more and more, but strangely enough, the cramps didn't torment me anymore, it was more just a very strong urge to go to the toilet, the pain was gone and only a sweet distension remained. I also took the second bag completely, and carefully pulled out the nozzle. Now I needed to lie down for 10 minutes, I set a timer and turned onto my back, spread my bent knees wide and started feeling my huge belly. There was about 5 liters of water in it!! It had increased several times in size, and the skin was stretched tight, as if it were a watermelon, everything inside was gurgling and churning... It was getting harder and harder for me to hold it... For a couple of minutes I tried to find a position where it was easier to hold it, but I couldn't, I stroked my giant belly and besides the torment I felt just insane arousal. When the required time had passed I got to my feet and immediately grabbed my belly, the pressure in it had increased so much that I thought I wouldn't make it to the toilet. With one hand I supported the lower part of my belly, and with the fingers of the other I pinched my anus. Barely making it to the toilet I plopped down on the bowl and a strong stream hit the bottom of the toilet. At first the water flowed completely clear but after a couple of seconds pieces of dried feces and bursts of gas started coming out with it, a literal brown river was flowing out of me and constant farting. I felt several intense orgasms from this immediately and just heavenly relief. This continued for 15 or 20 minutes, and I had never felt better... After completely relieving myself I went to the shower and washed up thoroughly, my belly returned to its perfectly flat shape and didn't hurt at all.
Since then, I absolutely must give myself enemas every week...
Author's e-mаil: nеkоklео@yаndеx.ru