Mom telekinetically lifted something from behind you. Running water could be heard in the basement sink.
"Mom? Wha... What are you doing?" You nervously asked.
"I'm just getting an enema ready for you, sweetie." Mom said.
You let out a soft moan. You hated enemas. They were uncomfortable and humiliating... and, to your shame, sometimes arousing.
"Oh, an enema?" You whined.
Mom nodded.
"It's for your own good, honey. This is the only way I can get you up to speed with your sisters." Mom said.
Mom used her fingers to open your butt cheeks.
"Here comes number one!" Mom said.
You felt an oversized plastic syringe enter your butt. You let out a discomforted moan as your mother filled you with warm, salty water. Not a single drop was wasted save for when Mom took it out to go refill the syringe. You felt a terrible rumbling in your tummy. You let out another soft, discomforted moan.
"Aw, sweetie, that was only the first one! I've got another waiting for you." Mom said.
You whimpered as Mom re-inserted the syringe. Again, you were filled with warm salty water. Also, you didn't want to admit it, but your tiny cock was stiffening. Mom took notice.
"Oh, is my little boy getting excited?" She laughed.
Mom took your balls in her hand and gave them a strong flick. You winced and your cock went flaccid. Mom didn't want you making a mess and cumming all over her legs, after all.
"P... Please... No..." You moaned.
"Oh, Brandon, I know you must feel bloated and full like a water balloon, but I know you have room for one more. Here comes number three!" Mom said.
You were filled with a third syringe of salty water.
So, you're naked and being held by your mother with a butt full of enema water. What happens now?
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