At a park with a clear view of airplane takeoffs and landings, a married woman is exposed from behind, receiving a fig enema. Empty fig containers are scattered at her feet, and an eerie atmosphere lingers around. As the glycerin gradually takes effect, she trembles on her knees, struggling to endure—until finally reaching her limit. Blushing with humiliation, she pulls her red thong aside and thrusts her buttocks out. The enema liquid shoots out over a long distance, revealing just how intense her discomfort is. Soon after, another fig enema is administered, filling her diaper with a large amount of excrement, turning her into a true enema servant.