I guess the combination of caffeine and cold was beginning to work. Slowly, Jessica began to stir out of her stupor. As first soft moans escaped from her mouth. Underneath my hand I began to feel her abdominal muscles flexing and her cramps started. I could feel her muscles twisting and spasming inside her. Her body was evidently resisting the flood of enema liquid filling her. Her body movements increased until both her ass muscles were flexing and her pelvis began to grind. It was then I noticed her hand cupping left right breast. I realized that Jessica was starting to get off on this enema. She seemed oblivious to me, lost in her masturbatory trance until I heard her whisper my name.

"Kate." she said in a hushed exhale. "Oh, Kate. Hold me please. I can't make it without you." Hesitantly, I leaned over and put my arms around her. She gripped my arm and let out low animal-like groans between her staccato panting. With each groan I felt her body doing something. Jess seemed to be tensing, no more like freezing at each groan. Then I saw it. With each groan, the level of coffee in the bag dropped. Jess was forcing herself to accept the enema, by mentally blocking her body's resistance to it. With each groan, Jess was forcibly relaxing herself and letting the enema flow in unresisted into her.

I watched in silence as her ass slowly gulped down the enema. With each gulp her belly grew fuller and tighter. I don't know if it was the fullness of her belly or the caffeine in the coffee but I could see Jessica's need for orgasm increasing in intensity.

Ironically, as her need to cum increased it was offset by the painful fullness of her bloated belly. It appeared that the caffeine, cramps and fullness was sexually stimulating her more and more. But at the same time, the fullness inside her painfully prevented her from grinding her hips or otherwise masturbating to climax. It became a vicious circle of frustration. By the time the bag had emptied, Jess's was so painfully bloated she could barely move and yet in her eyes I could see her crying out for release. Not release of the enema but the release of orgasm. Her belly protruded in a hard curve from her ribcage to her pubic bone. Lost underneath that full arcing belly was her aching clitoris. We both heard Glacier as she came down the hall. Now dressed in starched whites, she came in to inspect the progress of her young enemate in training. Her prodded and pinched Jess's belly. Finally nodding an affirmation, she asked Jess how she felt now. Jess responded that her stomach was full and that she had had enough of the coffee enema.

"Oh!? No, no, my dear. This enema was only to bring you around. Now that you're awake and alert we can begin the punishment." Glacier ordered me to her bedroom. On her bed she had laid out some 'special' clothes for me to wear while I 'assisted' her. She ordered me to change then fetch more coffee.

I returned to the room dressed in the skimpy white nurse's uniform, carrying the second pot of coffee. This pot, though not boiling was still very, very hot. Glacier ordered me to refill the hanging enema bag. I did as I was told. I saw Jess's eyes follow my every move. As I stepped back, Glacier began speaking again.

"Now that you've been holding that first bag awhile, your insides are nicely chilled down. In contrast, this bag although very hot will feel like liquid fire going into your bowels. She waved me over to place my hands back on Jesse's stomach. It felt very round and hard now. I couldn't imagine there being anymore room inside for this next bagful of enema. Nevertheless, Glacier started the flow. Jessie gasped as the hot coffee hit her. Her hips bucked trying to pull away for the scalding flow.

"I bet that burns quite a bit! Assistant! Keep massaging her belly." For time to time, Jess let out small, low moans. I could feel Jess's belly growing more and more rigid. Slowly, very slowly Jess's belly started to warm up. I could felt her skin returning to back to normal. I think her cramps began to ease a bit. I could tell Glacier was dragging out this part of the enema in order to make Jess suffer more. Ironically, the longer she waited the less Jess would suffer. I had taken the opportunity to empty my flasks of alcohol into the coffee pot before bringing it in. I really had no choice. The short white outfit I had on left to room to hide anything. It was so short could see my bush peeking through at the bottom. And I know Jess had noticed too, because I could see Jess's eyes riveted to my pussy since I came in. As Jessie began to marinate from within, her muscles started to relax making it easy for the remaining enema to flow in. Under the insistence of my constant rubbing of her belly the rest of the enema soon was inside.

By now, Jess looked pretty well done in. Her midsection looked about as thick around as a tree trunk. From moment to moment I kept expecting Glacier to call it a night and let us go. Instead, Glacier shocked us both by bringing out a huge stainless steel pitcher, which she generously filled to the brim. She set it down right in front of Jesse's face. Jesse's drunken eyes jumped to alertness.

"Yes, you're right. This is for you. And yes, I do know how full you already are...and by the time you finish this, if you can you will probably be in agony. But that's not my problem. This is YOUR punishment session and I intend for you to be punished." Glacier emptied the pitcher into Jesse's bag without another word and set the clamp to a slow trickle.

"And now for my able assistant." She reached into the cabinet and produced a duplicate of the equipment plugged into Jessie ass. I took a quick backstep, but Glacier nailed me into a tight arm lock and pushed me up against the table. As she bent me over, my uniform's short skirt conveniently bared my ass to her. In a thrice she had an inflatable double balloon retention catheter greased and up my ass.

"You didn't think I'd forget about you did you? Don't you dare resist or I'll have you expelled from school too. But then again, you'll be doing a lot of your own expelling in a little while."

Again she filled the pitcher, and filled my bag. Without a warning she opened my clamp full on. I screamed as the flood hit me. "Now both of you can watch each other get full. And I expect both of you finish your bags completely." I opened my mouth to protest but Glacier cut me off. "And you WILL take it all. Because neither one of you gets to let it out until both bags are EMPTY! The faster both of you finish the sooner both of you get relief."

I could already feel my belly expanding. The skin tight uniform Glacier gave me was already drawing tighter across my belly. Both of us watched helplessly as the water flowed in. Glacier's plan was devious. If I finished first I have to hold it all until the slow trickle emptied into Jessie. And if Jessie finished first, she'd had to wait until I eventually stretched enough to take the whole bag. We both hoped each other had the capacity to take it all.

As we stared in silence, I watched as Jesse's belly grew slowly, ever so slowly, more spherical. It was very slow and subtle, but you could see the changes. My distension, on the other hand, was very pronounced, thanks in part to my uniform. As we watched, we saw the cloth straining against my filling belly. The puckering material only served to exaggerate my bloating midsection. Soon the cloth was gathering around the buttons in front. And although Jessie obviously was the more extraordinary sight, both Jessie and I seemed transfixed on my own growing stomach. We held our breaths as the uniform drew even tighter around me, wondering if the irresistible force of my expanding belly would be enough to pop the buttons open. I found myself unconsciously groaning as I swelled even more. The tight uniform acted like a corset across my belly, forcing the water to go in the only direction it could, higher and deeper up inside me. My breath grew short as the pressure built up around my diaphragm.