My girlfriend loves enemas and apparently took them regularly before I met her. After our second date, I inadvertently found her enema bag on a hanger between her clothes, which was a great ice breaker for our discussion on why the bag was in her closet. Anyway, I have since given her several enemas from her trusty black 2-quart bag. After I gave her several small cleansing enemas, I would proceed with filling her 2-quart bag to the top. Placing the small plastic nozzle in her butt, I would unclick the locking valve and let the warm water flow into her. She lay there on the bathroom floor on a large towel, watching her black bag slowly shrink in size. She always took the two quarts without any problem but seemed to be satisfied with the results. Her naturally plump belly did not appear to be any larger after she consumed the two quarts of water, nor did she ever complain about being too full, so one day I asked her if she would want to try and take a bit more, and she said “sure”. While she lay comfortably on the floor already filled with two quarts, I refilled her black bag with warm water, reinserted the nozzle and unclicked the locking valve once again. I was amazed to see that the third quart went into her without much complaint. She rubbed her belly and moved around on the towel a bit but did not ask for me to stop the flow. With the third quart now inside her, I could see that her belly was a bit bigger, especially around her left and right sides. But then without warning, she told me to stop the flow and I did. I knelt down and began to rub her belly, and she cautiously warned me not to press too firmly on her now distended belly. I gently rubbed her belly, focusing my attention on massaging the lower-right quadrant of her belly, hoping to relax her ileocecal valve, which would possibly allow more water to flow into her. After a few minutes, she said she was OK and that I could start the flow of water again. I partially opened the stop-valve, allowing the fourth quart to slowly trickle into her belly. As she lay on her towel taking shallow breaths, I saw the fourth quart eventually disappear into her full belly. I quickly closed the clamp to prevent any backflow and immediately knelt down to assist her with getting up, but she said she wanted to lay there for just a moment. I could see that her belly was fully distended this time. The center of her belly was now pushing her belly button up and out, making her entire belly look big and round (a pleasant sight to see). I placed my hand on her swollen belly and felt the firmness of her fullness, but that only lasted about thirty seconds until she said she had to get up right now. I helped her up and over to the toilet. In that brief moment of standing up, I could see the true fullness of her belly, which was noticeably distended and protruding a few inches beyond her hip bones. Of course, within seconds, a large torrent of water gushed out of her as I heard her breath a sigh of relief. As she sat there emptying out the water, she remarked that it has been a long time since she has taken that much water. I congratulated her on accomplishing her goal and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. I left the bathroom to allow her space to finish up. I was amazed that her 5-‘,5” frame could take on so much water. I was truly amazed.