Not yet, first eat the menu.

Abby is now making quite a show - too bad this is just the cramped little enemator room. There is no audience here (besides Erin, Rahid and me) and also nothing else but maybe a dozen more enemators. "Oh my god!" she screams in ecstasy, "Deeper! Faster! Oh my GOD!" she almost convulses, and I hold her hands steady to look her in her eyes. She moans lustfully as if she had never had an enema before. Could that be true? And how is a simple enema-plus almost bringing her to orgasm?? I suspect now that Abby actually must have an extremely high libido, after all.

Then she suddenly sits straight up again and I hear the beep and gurgling for the next stage, as the liquid flows out of her. Abby breathes heavily, looking dreamy and sex-crazed like a healthy woman for the first time. "Doc? Doc, that was amazing. I hate this world so much. My belly felt like a washing machine! And... and I wasn't touched down there... on the other side, down there, I mean. Not even once. This... Doc, this whatchamacallit, only fucked my ass with water and I liked it! I mean, I hate it. I hate that I liked it! Amazing!"

I just nod and continue to hold Abby's hand while she talks excitedly. Let her have this experience, and don't correct her about the technicalities. There was no fucking involved, and it also didn't involve her belly. Then she sits up like stung again. "Oh, it begins a second time?" she asks. I just smile and continue to hold her hands while she resumes moaning. In the meantime, my own "washing machine" enema has also finished and the cleanser gurgles out of my rectum.

The enema is still sticking deep inside, though, and now slowly presses me full of menu. My anal skin membranes recognize the spicy flavor immediately. This stuffing is going to be just as spicy as I can manage. I glance over to Erin. Rahid holds her hands and whispers something to her, while she nods with a deep red and sweaty face.

"What..." stammers Abby. "What is... was that? I'm... I have to use the ladies' room again! I mean, the bathroom... That stupid grid!"

I need to hold her back before she can run off. "No Abby. Keep your spincter under control. Hold everything inside." She nods and visibly concentrates to hold everything in. Meanwhile, my own stuffing is also finished. My cleaned-up rectum is now filled to the brim with a spicy hot dish that I'm keeping warm for Abby, just like she is keeping my own dish warm for me. The enema withdraws and my stuffing-machine makes one final beep. Automatically, my sphinter closes and will now hold the menu sealed until I'm ready to release it to the lips that will eat me out. Abby's lips.

I wiggle myself off the enemator chair, feeling the stuffing press against my spincter. I'm so full of food, ready to be served, and yet I'm also noticing that my stomach feels empty. Taking a few steps, I feel the food mass inside me shifting. It is a large helping, Hot Stuffs is dispensing portions very generously.

I check the enemators, and see that Abby's machine has only put half its stuffing into its recipient. How can Abby's rectum be so tiny, she is a regular sized woman? The young waitress girl comes up to me and shrugs. "She is not the first customer to have an undersized rectum. We can keep your meal in the machine for a second stuffing, okay?"

Abby makes a quite distressed face, and wiggles her butt excitedly just like she did in my office. Having seen how she was climaxing on the enemator earlier, I would hope that she is just ancious to get eaten out of, but I ask her to be sure. "We need to get to the dining area now. How are you holding up?"

"I feel as if that chair has pumped me full of concrete", she answers, and I giggle about that joke. "What is going to happen next, is there another apparillo to get this all out again?"

I push her past another bead curtain into the dining room, a luxury area with plushy tables and chairs. Erin is already climbing onto an empty table near the display window, letting her knees glide into the cavities and resting her torso on the comfy eaten-out platform. Rahid is taking the chair that faces her glistening ass.

"They are... We are... ARGGGGGHHH" screeches Abby, and you politely place your firm hand on her shoulder, hugging her from behind again.