"Um... Mom... Can I have an enema?" You asked.
Mom smiled, sighed, and shrugged her shoulders.
"All right, I'll go get a kit." She said.
Another side-effect of your body being so messed up from over-use of your powers was that you often got constipated and required an enema to keep your waste moving. You'd grown to like them and asked for them sometimes even when you didn't need one. While you found them to be quite enjoyable, Brandon and Lucy thought they were uncomfortable and humiliating, and Mom would use enemas as punishment for them.
Mom grabbed an enema kit from the cupboard and you got in the bathtub. You got down on all fours, still naked, and presented your bare bottom to your mother. Mom made a watery solution from the kit and filled a large syringe with it.
"Ready, Jenny?" She asked.
You nodded.
Mom pushed the syringe into your small anus. You let out a grunt but it felt good. Slowly, gently, Mom filled your butt with enema water. You could feel it sloshing around and going up your butt into the intestines of your tummy. You smiled.
"Ready for number two?" Mom asked.
The kit contained three doses and you typically liked to have all three. You nodded and closed your eyes.
Mom pushed the second dose into your butt. You could feel more of it sloshing around. Your tummy started to stretch now, and you looked a little bit pregnant. You always wondered if this was what being pregnant was like, having a tummy full of enema water. You'd thought about asking Aunt Tina one day but it never seemed like a good time to talk to her, she was always either dealing with a problem or being controlled by Sollos.
Mom got ready the third dose.
"All right, I've got the last of it here." Mom said.
You felt a slight pain, but in a good way, as Mom put the rest of the solution inside you. Your small tummy now was visibly distended, and it hurt little, but you quite liked it. It hurt but in a good way. You clenched your butt to keep it in for a bit. Mom patted your hip.
"Good girl, you took it all." She said.
Lucy could barely even hold two doses, and Brandon squirmed and whined whenever he got an enema, so you were certainly the "good" kid when it came to this.
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