Chapter 3 - Games We Play

                Melanie must’ve fallen asleep while watching television. She opened her eyes lazily; Natalie and Sarah were standing beside her couch, along with two other girls. She had feared this moment would come since last weekend. It was late Friday night and Mike was at work.
                “How did you get in here?” Melanie demanded. Natalie held up a key. “We made a copy from yours, silly. You were pretty out of it after dinner that night, you didn’t even notice yours was gone for a while. Anyway, these are my friends from school. This is Emily and that is Kacey. I’ve told them so much about you!” Sarah was also standing behind them, grinning.
                “I thought it was just a joke at first, but then she showed us the pictures!” Emily spoke with a lively demeanor, “how do you hold so much, doesn’t it hurt?”
                “S-Sometimes,” Melanie answered warily, “but I am kind of used to it so I could hold more than average.”
                “Oh gosh, you must have done it a lot! She said you didn’t even have to use a… You know… to keep it in.”
                Natalie laughed, “She was sitting on a fountain nozzle when we first found her. She even screwed the guy that brought her home with an ass full of water!”
                Melanie shook her head as she sat up, “No, I haven’t slept with him!”
                “Oh, right, like we’re going to believe that.” She laughed again. “Anyway, Kacey here enjoys that sort of thing too. Not as much at a time, but she said they felt great when she had them. So, after talking we decided that we are going to play a sort of game.”
                Kacey took her backpack off and set it on the floor and pulled out four new enema bags with nozzles. She handed them out. Sarah took hers downstairs. Kacey followed along with Emily in tow. Natalie pulled Melanie to her feet. “We’ll use the upstairs bathroom. I still have the photos, so play along and you’ll keep your dignity.” Natalie grabbed her backpack and led her up the stairs.
                They entered the bathroom and Natalie dropped her bag. She hooked the enema bag onto the shower rod and started filling it. “You’ll have to hook up with your hose, but I will control it.” She motioned to the hose connecting to the shower spigot.
                “What are you going to do?”
                “We’re going to fill up and then go for a walk. See who can hold it for the longest!” Melanie started to protest, but Natalie held up a finger. “You better not say no or I will post this photo on the internet! I have backups too. Just shut up and take it!”
                Natalie pulled down her pants just enough to put the nozzle into her rear. She opened the clamp and closed her eyes. Melanie watched her grimace as the water started filling her. Her eyes opened to see Melanie staring. “Quit watching me and take off your clothes.” Melanie started to strip. Natalie searched through her backpack and pulled out an odd looking hose, a harness of some sort, and a green dress.
                Natalie wrapped the harness around Melanie’s waist; two of the straps went under her legs. Natalie set the hose aside, it was about four inches wide had a black plastic piece in it, she noticed. Natalie grabbed the large ball nozzle. She lowered it behind her; after a moment she felt the lubricated ball pressing against her butt. “Say ahhh.” Natalie giggled and forced it in. Melanie squeaked and staggered forward. “I bet that stings. It will keep you plugged, though.”
                There were a few clicks and then Natalie stood straight. “There, now it won’t pop out. Walk a little.” The harness felt like a garter belt; it held the nozzle snugly in place as she walked a couple of steps.
                “Where’d you even get something like this?”
                “My dad let me borrow his credit card to buy some school books online.” She smirked. “I had so much fun planning this all out!”
                “You’re sick.”
                “Yeah, says the slut with a butt plug in. Put the dress on.”
                She held the simple forest-green dress and noticed that it had been cut up the backside. She slid it over her shoulders and made sure to fit the cut portion where the plug was. It had one strap and hanged just below her knees. It was low cut; it displayed her cleavage more than she thought appropriate. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples showed through. Natalie helped her hook the hose from the shower to the plug she was wearing.
                She heard the knob on the shower squeak. The hose shook and she felt air rush in. Her stomach rumbled and gurgled. After a second she felt water blast into her. She instinctively leaned forward onto the sink. She didn’t fight, she just leaned there, stunned. Her face was blank as she was filling, unable to protest. After a minute she couldn’t control herself. She reached down, pulled her dress up, and began fondling herself. She saw Natalie in the mirror watching her. She had long brown hair, green, mischievous eyes, and a devilish grin. She had a tight red t-shirt on her jeans were pulled down just enough to expose her rump. The hose trailed from her to an empty enema bag hanging above.
                It didn’t take long before she quivered with excitement. By now her belly was generously swollen. The dress was just above her knees now. She looked pregnant, just as she did last week. The pressure stopped and she felt a tug as Natalie tried to jerk the hose out of the plug; instead, it started to pull the whole plug out.. She felt as if she couldn’t hold the water in, but the harness kept it from popping out fully and it popped back into her butt. She grabbed the countertop with both hands, breathing heavily. She watched herself in the mirror, knuckles white and one eye closed. Natalie pulled again and this time the hose popped out.
                She grabbed the larger hose from the counter and attached it to Melanie’s plug and harness. She felt the plug push forward. Small hooks were attached that held it to the plug. It was attached firmly when Natalie pulled on it. “There, now you have a tail.” She stood up, holding it; it was about two feet long. She turned a little plastic knob on the side of the hose. Melanie felt her butt open wider. She couldn’t hold the water in for certain now, but again it went nowhere. She looked back to see the water stopped in the tube.
                Natalie pulled Melanie’s arm, faster than she could blink there was a handcuff on her wrist. She struggled a little, but her other hand was cuffed in a matter of moments. Natalie put the last item in her bag, the dress’ jacket, over the handcuffs. “That should hide them well enough.” She smirked. “Oh, and almost forgot about that floppy thing behind you. I’ll also put another nozzle on it.” She knelt down and put a Velcro strap around Melanie’s leg which held it against her, tightly. She also put a smaller plastic nozzle on the open end. It had a smaller opening, but it was still about three inches wide. Natalie removed the tube from her butt and pulled her pants up. She cleaned up and led Melanie downstairs carefully.
                “About time, this hurts. I took three and a half.” Kacey said with pride. Her stomach bulged under her t-shirt. She looked a few months pregnant. Emily and Sarah both had swollen tummies too, but theirs weren’t as noticeable. Natalie’s belly was the largest, though. She must have filled the bag a few times when she wasn’t looking. She looked plump. Her shirt barely fit her now. “I did four! It doesn’t feel that great, though.” Emily agreed with her, she seemed very uncomfortable.
                “Okay, so here’s the plan: we’re going to walk to the park. Anyone who can’t make it can empty out, but whoever doesn’t will win. This bitch doesn’t get to empty out, though.” She gave a wicked smile and patted Melanie’s belly. “Simple enough, let’s go.” They left the backpacks and went outside. It was late, but Melanie wasn’t sure of the exact time; she hoped it would be late enough where nobody she knew was out. Her arms pressed on her belly, as they were handcuffed in front of her. The jacket made them heavier too. They all walked quietly at first. Emily was the first to complain.
                “I don’t think I can hold it in.”
                “Don’t be a pussy.” Sarah smacked her stomach.
                “Oh, no, no, we need to stop!”
                “Fine, we can go back there.”  Natalie motioned to an unlit stone wall next to a house.
                “Okay, this is your toilet!” She smiled at Melanie. Melanie started to speak, but Natalie raised a finger and gave her a reproachful look. She smiled again and hugged her. “This is part of the game! I have to give you a handicap.” They all sat down on the wall and watched as Natalie undid the hose from Melanie’s leg. She brought it behind them. She had Emily undo her pants and slide them down just enough to show her rear. She scooted back until her butt was hanging off the edge. She had Melanie sit down in the same fashion, opening the back of her dress.
                “Spread em’ Emily.” She did as she was instructed. She looked as if she was about to cry as Natalie put the nozzle in. Her stomach was gurgling.
                The porch light came on in the adjacent house. “Hello?” The door opened and a man came outside wearing pajamas. “What are you folks doing here at this hour?” He walked toward them with his wife following close behind. At least they were facing them and they shouldn’t be able to see the hose behind the wall.
                There was a moment of silence before Natalie jabbed Melanie’s shoulder. “N-nothing, sir, we just stopped for a rest.”
                “Its 2 a.m, why are you all out at this hour?” He repeated. “Shouldn’t you be home in bed?” He walked closer, eyeing her belly. “Are you sure you’re okay?” Just then she felt water push into her.
                Emily was teary eyed and sniffling. She leaned forward and Melanie saw her stomach muscles tighten. Melanie felt the surge of water fill her as she tried to speak. “Um. Ye-yeah. Yeah, we’re fine. We’re going soon. Just give me a m-minute.” Melanie squirmed uncomfortably on the rocky ledge, unable to stop the flow of water. Emily stopped pushing after a few moments and breathed heavily. “Please, we’ll be fine!”
                The man looked at them and turned to his wife, they were unconvinced. “We can call someone for you if you’d like. I don’t think you ladies should be walking this late.” He walked closer and Melanie stood up. He stopped as well. The hose was still obscured behind her.
                “Really, we’re okay, I’m just walking my friend’s home from a party and I got a little woozy. I live just down the road, so we’re almost there.”
                He started to say something, but his wife tugged his arm and gave him a stern look. “Okay, just be careful and go straight home.” They went back inside.
                Emily stood up and took a step, but the hose caught on the stone wall. She yelped and fell to the ground. Her butt was exposed with the hose leading out. Suddenly Melanie felt the pressure release in her and the water started coming out. A mix of pleasure and pain, she pressed it out as fast as she could. She held her stomach and felt it shrinking as she emptied.
                “Eh, no, no, stop… Please… S-stop it.” Emily pleaded softly. Melanie looked at the tube and concluded that the valve must’ve been broken somehow. Now she was filling Emily. Emily rolled to her side and curled into a ball. She watched her stomach bulge as she pushed. Emily didn’t think to remove the plug, she just lied there, whimpering. Her stomach swelled. Melanie couldn’t bring herself to stop and no one else made a move to stop her. They just stood awestruck as the massive enema was transferred to its new owner. Emily was crying, and before long, Melanie relaxed with only a small amount of water still in her nearly flat tummy.
                She looked around and noticed they all were transfixed on the now swollen girl, who was curled at their feet. Sarah smiled and popped the plug from Emily. Emily leapt forward and rolled onto her knees. She reached back and held a few fingers over her butt. “Ow, ow, ow, it hurts so much; I don’t think I can hold it in!” She clenched her teeth, trying not to lose control and spray water everywhere.
                “Come on, you can hold it, we’ve all been practicing the past few days.” Kacey reassured her.
                “No, I can’t, I have to get to a bathroom!”
                Sarah laughed. “Fine,” she shrugged, “I left the back door unlocked, go to her place.”
                “Aren’t you going to help me? Please?”
                “Nope, that’s the price of losing.”
                Emily sighed and picked herself up. She was shaky, leaning on the stone wall. She pulled up her jeans. She left them unbuttoned, since her belly now hung out so far. Her shirt didn’t fit anymore either; it looked as if she had swallowed a basketball. She looked around and then started to walk back to the house. They all watched as she took each awkward step with her hand pressed into her butt, trying to keep a seal. She became more balanced as she moved on, but every few steps she stumbled and groaned. She paused about halfway up the block and leaned against a building. She eventually composed herself and started again - an agonizing walk of shame.
                Melanie heard a rustling behind her and turned to see Natalie standing at the corner of the next house, waving them over. Everyone came around the corner to see Natalie with her pants pulled down to her knees and a garden hose running into her. She leaned forward with her hands pressed against her knees. “We need more if we’re going to handle the last part. Everyone needs… a… a little more.” She reached back and turned the spigot; it had been running already. She removed the hose, jumping as it popped free. She handed it to Kacey, who quickly slid her pants down and inserted it.
                Natalie pulled her pants up and turned the spigot. Kacey squeaked and leaned forward to accept the water. She grinned and closed her eyes. Natalie rubbed her tummy as she watched. After a minute, Kacey opened her eyes, shut off the flow, and took it out. She held it out to Sarah. She shook her head, so she instead gave it to Melanie. Kacey buttoned her pants, but she had to slide them down in the front to allow for her water belly. Kacey took the hose back from Melanie and inserted it for her, since she was still handcuffed. Kacey unhooked the broken tube before inserting the hose; it barely fit into the opening on the plug. She waited for Natalie to start the flow.
                “Aren’t you going to do it, sis?” Natalie looked to Sarah.
                “No, I’ve had enough, I’ll just watch.”
                “Come on, you said you’d do it too!”
                “I don’t want to. Quit bitching.”
                “It’s not that bad once you’re used to it, don’t be a quitter!”
                “Fuck you and your pet, I’m not doing this sick shit anymore.” She reached over and gave the spigot a full spin. Melanie had never felt water surge forth as she did now. She stumbled forward and gasped. She took a few steps and screamed, the hose trailed behind her. Kacey had wedged it into the plug, so it stayed in place. She felt like a water balloon, her belly slowly bulging outward. It was too much pressure, but she was helpless. She took a few more steps, trying fruitlessly to wiggle it out. It continued blasting water inside of her. She squirmed and made all types of noises. After what felt like minutes, Natalie turned the flow off. Kacey pulled the hose out and pressed something against the plug. Melanie tried to empty some of the water, but something was in blocking the opening. Nothing came out and Melanie started cramping. She twisted in agony; after a minute it subsided for the most part.
                Sarah gave Melanie an amused, yet angry glare. “Fine, have fun with your slut. I’m going home!” Sarah stomped away and Natalie came over to rub Melanie’s stomach. “I’m sorry again, she’s got a temper. Those two couldn’t handle this.” She leaned back and lifted Melanie’s dress to look at the plug in her rear. “Nice job, Kacey.”
                “Thanks, I didn’t want her spraying it everywhere.”
                “Okay, let’s go, we’re almost there.” She picked up the hose and put it into her backpack.
                They helped Melanie to her feet and walked another block. She was shaking, but she still had better balance than Emily had, and her stomach was notably larger now.
                They came around the hedge wall, entering the park. They walked a little farther until they came to the fountains. “This is where we found her, sitting right there.” Natalie pointed to the third fountain nozzle in the line. “Okay, this is the finale! We’re going to see who can last the longest.”
                 Melanie’s eyes widened. “I can’t take any more inside me! I hurt so much; I’ll burst if I sit on that again!”
                “You aren’t that full, you’ll be fine. Just play along.” They walked Melanie over to stand next to her nozzle. Kacey let go and came around behind her to remove the plug. Melanie stumbled as Kacey let go, and before she knew it she was falling backwards. She fell flat on her butt, which happened to land squarely on the small nozzle. It was complete luck, as it stuck right in the middle of the plug, pushing it deeper and forcing two small items into her. She felt them bouncing around inside her. She screamed louder than before. Kacey and Natalie looked completely shocked.
                “Holy shit!” Kacey looked to Natalie for direction.
                “Uh, let’s get on them before they start again; she’s okay for now.”
                “I think the rocks went in her, though.”
                “It’s fine, let’s finish this.”
                Melanie couldn’t lift herself enough to remove the plug, which had stretched around the nozzle. She tried, but it only pressed in farther. She couldn’t lean back due to her restraints, so she leaned forward and watched as Kacey and Melanie both slid their pants down just enough to insert the nozzles into their butts. They put them in with relative ease; they sat there with their arms resting on their knees.
                “Okay, I’m ready, we can do this!” Kacey’s eyes danced with excitement.
                They heard a car pull up on the street just as the cycle started. Melanie remembered the feeling well. It felt so much worse now as the air mingled with the water in her. The first three pulses came; Kacey squirmed with delight. Natalie tried not to move much, but she closed her eyes and smirked. They all moaned as the final surge came, their bellies growing slightly.
                A light shined on them. A man approached - a police officer. “Hello there, what are you three doing out here?” He looked confused, his eyes darting between the visible fountain nozzles.
                “We just had to sit down and cool off.” Natalie was hesitant, “We were just out jogging and in our state we can’t make it very far before we have to rest.”
                “It’s just after three o’clock.” He said in an accusing manner.
                “We have so much to do today we decided to start early!”
                “Well, why are you wearing a dress?”
                Melanie stumbled for a response. “I just don’t like feeling restricted when I jog.” She hoped he didn’t notice that her dress was pulled up a little and their pants were undone. She felt the first pulse. She tried to maintain a calm expression.
                “Well, I got a call that a girl was screaming in the park. Do you know anything about that?” His eyes switched between them, watching them try to mask the feeling of the second pulse.
                “I… I, uh, am so sorry. That was me, sir. I slipped and twisted my ankle.” Kacey spoke slowly and rubbed just above her ankle, unable to reach farther. “I didn’t mean to make th-AT, at, that much noise.” The third pulse came, she tensed up.
                The policeman looked uncertain. “Well, you guys should go home. You shouldn’t be jogging this late and you certainly shouldn’t be jogging when you’re that pregnant. Go rest.” He waited. When they made no motion to move he intervened. “Here, let me help you up. “ He walked to Melanie. Not this again, she thought. He put his flashlight away and tried to lift her, but he didn’t get her off the ground. He let go; the final surge came as she sank lower on the nozzle. The blast of water made the others lean forward and their faces silently contorted. Melanie sat straight and accepted the flow, teeth clenched. She was able to suppress a moan as she started shivering, but the look of orgasm wasn’t hidden at all. Luckily, he thought it was discomfort.
                “I’m sorry. Let me try again. Could you two give me a hand?”
                Natalie and Kasey went white under the streetlight’s glow. “Uh, we’re fine sir, you can go, we’re just not ready to get up yet.”
                He looked to Natalie with slight irritation. “I think you guys should get up now.” He started toward Natalie.
                “No, please, we’re-“ The first pulse came and cut her short. He pulled her arms and stood her up. The nozzle popped out and she yelped. He noticed her pants were slid down. He also noticed what she had been sitting on. Confusion was plain on his face. “What the hell were you doing?” The second pulse came and he realized it was a fountain nozzle. He understood now. “Have you three been drinking? Let me see your I.D.s. I’m going to have to write you up for public indecency.”
                “Please, no!” Natalie pulled her pants up, she was unable to button them, so she just zipped them halfway. “This is all just something stupid that we thought up, please let us go and we’ll never do it again!”
                Before he responded the third pulse came, Melanie tensed up and groaned. “I can’t take it, please get me off of this!” He walked around behind Melanie and Natalie stood in front. He put his arms under hers and held tightly as he lifted, Natalie pulled too. They struggled, but they couldn’t pull her off. “Ow, ow, it hurts so much!” The last surge came and Natalie muffled her scream with her hand. Kacey leaned forward and accepted the water with a moan; her mouth was slightly open as she smiled - a blissful expression.
                “I’m going to have to call this in; I can’t quite get you off of it.”
                “Wait, let’s have Kacey help.” Kacey opened her eyes and nodded, her smile faded. She leaned back and lifted herself off of the nozzle gently. Her stomach had swollen as well, she wasn’t able to zip up when she pulled her pants up. She rubbed her belly and drew a deep breath before continuing.
                “Sorry, let me get down there and maybe I can help it out.” She was very cautious, moving slowly, trying not to disturb the water in her system. She laid down on her side, her heavy belly rested on the cement. She scooted closer and readied herself next to Melanie’s backside.
                “Okay, one more try.” The policeman lifted with all of his might, as did Natalie. Kacey pushed up on Melanie’s butt and used her other hand to push the plug, trying to pull it from the nozzle. When that didn’t budge she held it instead, just focusing on getting Melanie off. She watched as Melanie started to move upward slowly. Suddenly, she shot upward and the plug popped out, staying on the nozzle. Melanie fell forward onto Natalie and the policeman stumbled to the side. Melanie screamed in pain. Natalie couldn’t free her hands from the tangle and decided to muffle her with a kiss. This surprised Melanie more than anything; she squirmed, but didn’t pull her head back. The officer pulled them apart, he lifted Melanie and helped her to stand and she leaned against Kacey. He helped Natalie up as well. They all turned to look at the plug, fixed upon the fountain nozzle.
                “I’ll tell you what. I will bring you home and I won’t write this up. In exchange, you have to promise me you won’t do this sort of thing again. Plus, you have to come back and disinfect each one of those nozzles, deal?” Everyone nodded. “Can you guys hold it until we get you home?”
                “Yes, thank you so much, sir!” Natalie helped Melanie to the police car, the three of them got in, their stomachs gurgling and making all sorts of odd noises. They told him the address; he missed the turn and then went too far, possibly on purpose. The pleasant feeling had been replaced by horrible cramps. They made their way up the sidewalk and the policeman left them at the door. “For the love of god, don’t do anything like that again; use some sense and keep that sort of thing at home.”
                He waited for them to get inside before he drove away. Sarah and Emily were sitting on the couch, watching television. “Have fun shooting water in your asses?” Sarah grinned while still watching the T.V.
                Kacey ignored the comment and carefully made her way to the bathroom in the basement.
                “The police came, it was a mess.” Natalie explained as she helped Melanie to the stairs.
                “I know, I called them.” Sarah’s grin widened.
                Natalie stopped. “You did what?”
                “It made it interesting!”
                “You bitch, we were just having fun.”
                “You are so fucked up that you enjoy pumping yourself full of water as well as your slut. You like to watch her belly puff out, don’t you? You’re sicker than I thought.”
                Natalie scoffed and led Melanie up the stairs to the bathroom. She undid the handcuffs. Luckily the officer hadn’t noticed them under the dress jacket, or at least he didn’t mention it. She slid the dress off of Melanie, it now barely fit past her butt. Her stomach was huge, she looked like she was about to give birth. She sat Melanie down and she didn’t hesitate. As she was emptying out, Natalie started to undress. She slid out of her tight t-shirt, jeans, and panties. Naked and encumbered, she waited. Cramps and pains came and went, but she deserved it, she thought. She didn’t have half as much as Melanie carried inside of her; she wondered how she was able to hold it in for the ride back. Natalie felt she had done well; her practice had paid off, she might eventually be able to hold as much as Melanie one day.
                She enjoyed the feeling now; that full, ripened feeling, the feeling of water rushing into you. A normal enema was too tame now, she wanted to have more forced in at a time. Now she knew that Melanie was not the sick person that she first thought; Melanie merely had a desire and acted upon it.
                She watched Melanie, sitting on the toilet in a mild stupor, letting the water flow out of her, automatically flushing when needed. Her belly had gone down a great deal; she was about the same size as Natalie now, looking like they carried a basketball under their skin. Natalie stared. Melanie’s hair was light blonde, her eyes were a bluish green, and she had smaller breasts. Her stomach had some stretch marks, but they weren’t very noticeable on her fair skin.
                Natalie had been mean to her at first, but now she knew the truth – she loved her. She leaned over and kissed Melanie. Melanie’s eyes widened and at first and she tensed up, but after a moment she reached a hand up and pressed into the kiss. Natalie rubbed Melanie’s breast and reached down to touch her. It only took a moment before Melanie shook with ecstasy. She continued to empty after that, her stomach was now only marginally puffed out.
                She spun Natalie around and had her sit on her knees, spreading her legs wide. She reached down and used one hand to rub her thigh, the other hand explored deeper. She lasted a little longer, but after about a minute she moaned loudly and pushed onto Melanie’s fingers. She rocked her hips back and forth, her belly sloshing with each thrust. She slumped down, panting. After a moment to collect herself, she stood up shakily. Pleasure had turned to discomfort now.
                Melanie finished, wiped, flushed again, and stepped aside. Natalie took her place without hesitation. “Grab me my backpack.” Melanie handed it to her. She searched through and found her phone. She pressed a few buttons and turned it toward Melanie. It was one of the photos, this one showed her tied to to the chair: naked, plugged, and with a bulging belly. “Take it, you can delete them.”
                Melanie took the phone and looked through the photos. She shut it off and handed it back. She smiled slightly. She hurt all over, now and felt very weak. “You keep them; just don’t show them to anyone else.”
                Natalie smiled weakly as well. “I’m sorry about tonight, I didn’t think Sarah would do that to us. The whole thing was a bad idea.”
                “I actually liked it. I’ve never had so much in me. It hurt some times, but I enjoyed most of it, actually. I think I like the possibility of being caught. Well, I’d rather not actually be caught, though.”
                “True. But, are you really sure you don’t hate me?”
                “Of course not! In fact, I think we’ll have fun… if there’s a next time.”
                “Oh, yes. Definitely.” They both smiled at each other warmly and kissed.