It is morgan’s birthday. So bob has decided to surprise her with a birthday cake. He has her get on all fours in her birthday suit. She knows he likes to give her a yearly birthday spanking and that is what he does. He spanks her 25 times, having her count off each year. When he is done she ask him if that is all she gets. “Oh no”, he tells her and then lays a cake in front of her. After lighting the candles he tells her he needs to make room inside of her so she can eat the whole thing in one sitting –right now. He rolls an iv stand with a 5 qt. Enema bag, full, ******* off of it. To her consternation he pops the enema nozzle into her asshole and starts the flow. In no time she takes a quart with four more to go. He tells her she can now blow out the candles as she continues to be filled up. She realizes there are no utensils to eat it with and bob tells her to use only her face. He sings her the birthday song as her colon takes on the second quart. After the third quart she starts to cramp up really bad. Bob barks at her to keep eating that cake! She buries her face in it and pulls back with a mouth full of cake and a cake clump that will not come off her nose –then she is hit with another devastating cramp. Bob has to stop the flow momentarily to let it pass but makes her keep eating the cake. She begins to call out and moan loudly, but still, bob has her eating that cake. After the forth quart she cannot take anymore. She pleads with bob to let her go to the bathroom but he insists she eat that cake first. She tells him she can’t hold it so he places two diapers on her and then tells her she can release it while still eating that cake. She doesn’t waste anytime filling her diaper up. They become heavy, sagging and stained while bob barks at her to keep eating. She begins to cry as the smell of her diaper fills the room. When she squirts into the diaper she cries more. She complains about how warm and messy it feels. She moans out loudly as another dump feels the diaper. Bob doesn’t care –happy birthday morgan.
