Lemon slipped into the bathroom, looking around suspiciously before shutting and locking the door. She turned back to her surroundings, a toilet nearest her, next a cabinet, and finally a bathtub at the end of the room.
The cat pulled her phone out of her bandana silently, typing in the passcode and going to the Camera app. Before she starts recording, she lays it down, screen first on the lavish counter.
Lemon pulled out the hose that she had dragged into the bathroom, looking at its rubber spout warily. She took in a breath and reached into her panties, feeling the spout go up her rear with a squeak cracking from her throat.
Lemon rose the phone from the counter, other paw firmly on the hose that fed into her rear. She heard a “ba-dink!” from the phone as she pressed the record button. She expected herself to reach for the faucet immediately, but all the risks flashed into her head of what would happen when she would.
This is not like regular inflation, she thought, it’s water. I’ll cramp much more, and it’ll be more uncomfortable at the start, from what I’ve heard....
Lemon stared down at the hose coming from her panties. Should I really do this?...

maybe some motivation will help bring her to try this new style of fetish...