A married woman is ordered to perform a self-administered enema outdoors, sitting on a park bench as she pleasures herself with a fig enema. The effects gradually begin to take hold, tightening her body and clouding her consciousness. Unaware passersby ride their bicycles past her, paying no attention to her condition. As she climbs a small hill, she reaches her limit. There's no toilet nearby—there's no hiding it anymore. Crouching behind some bushes, she squats completely naked from the waist down, her bare buttocks fully exposed as she defecates. The scene is shockingly surreal, far removed from everyday life. As she sobs quietly, the squelching sounds of her straining to expel waste reveal a side of the married woman that no one could ever imagine.