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So getting out of work on a Friday and the wife says she’ll be late and wants to stay in. I say to myself, “hmm, I’ve got all this time, maybe I’ll dress up a bit”. I walk to my vehicle with the beginnings of quite a hard on, glad no one else was in the lot. As I drive home I text my wife to make sure she didn’t have plans and told her mine. She replies “Sounds fun. I'll join you when I get home.” She says “We have a pretty lazy weekend, impress me.” I nearly came there, but figured I’d save it.

I tore off my work clothes and made a bee line for the shower. I grab my enema bag and fill it with the warm shower water. I needed some sort of relief, my cock was so hard and I thought how kinky would it be if I came in my enema bag before I used it. I swore it only took 3 tugs before I exploded into the bag. After getting my composure back, I lubed up the douche end and inserted it easily in my ass. I release the clamp and the warm water and spunk enter my ass. I’m overtaken with a bit of warmth, then a slight full feeling. I only hold this first bag a min and release the contents into the bowl, slightly chuckling, thinking I may have just cream pied myself. I repeat the enema process several more times until the flow is clear, then add one more for good measure. I think I’m actually starting to enjoy these cleansing sessions instead of them just being a cleanliness necessity.

After toweling off, I lay out all the necessary under suit equipment for the long haul; sheath panties, diapers, butt plug, lube, compression undergarments. I wrap a condom over the plug and with a high volume injector I squeeze almost a pint of lube into my ass and spread the remaining between my cheeks. Being in diapers and rubber, I figured the messier the better. Two of the three bulges of the plug insert with ease, with the third making me gasp a bit. The plug looks like a string of rigidly attached anal beads with progressively larger balls. Looks plain enough, except it’s what’s in the balls that matter. They hold a loose weight similar to ben-wa balls and every step with them in lets you know that it’s in there. I seat the base and give it a bit of a wiggle, smiling as the percussion plug rattles around inside me...