Ashley Lane, the Florida Man's final dance partner, inflates her belly in a desperate attempt to quench her insatiable thirst. The enema fills her, expands her, as she writhes in a feverish, lustful frenzy. Her body stretches, her skin tightens, and her cries of ecstasy intermingle with the sound of water rushing into her. The room spins, her vision blurs, and she's lost in a world of carnal, watery oblivion.