Daddy has noticed I've been a little "backed-up" lately. He thinks it might be time for another enema, but he has some important business to attend to all day and won't be home. So Daddy decides to put the nozzle of a 2qt enema inside me, diapers me and then puts a pair of locking vinyl pants over that. He knows I can sometimes be a naughty girl who won't take her enemas, so he's going to make sure I do it today. I stand in the shower feeling the liquid flushing inside of me. My tummy begins to swell and cramp, and I have no choice but to take it. Before long, the liquid leaks out into my diaper, but there's still so much of the enema to take. The water just keeps coming in, and my bowels empty. My diaper is already full and soaked, but Daddy also gave me strict instructions to take not just one, but two full enemas! I have to refill the 2qt bag, and use it as well. I feel the cool water rushing up inside me again. I feel so full. I try to hold it in, fearing my diaper is going to leak, but it's no use. I mess my diaper over and over again until the enema is gone. My diaper is so full, and stinky. But I'm not allowed to change it until Daddy comes home. I'll just have to sit all day in my messy diaper.