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I remember being an eighteen year old freshman at college and having to
go to the infirmary beacause of stomach cramping. The visiting doctor
that evening was older, about 50 or so and had me go into the examining
room and undress while he was still in the small windowless room with
me. He didn’t offer me a robe, but had me lie on my stomach on the
examination table with a pillow under my hips, my legs spread and
slightly on my knees. He spoke very low and gently as he explained that
the dining hall food here at the school had been stopping up in several
students colons that week and I wasn’t the first to suffer from this
cramping. He put on latex gloves and began to massage my rectum. I felt
some warm lube being rubbed into the area and it felt so good. He asked
if I was uncomfortable and I replied no, I was fine. He told me to
relax, because I would feel some pressure for a few minutes as he
examined me. I felt him slide his finger in and out of my rectum and it
started to feel really good. I could feel him slide another finger into
me and I was starting to get pretty wet and turned on. I wanted to moan,
but I stayed quiet. He was talking to me the entire time about me
relaxing my muscles and letting his fingers examine the inside of my
rectum to discover any blockage. I felt a third finger slide in and I
let out an involuntary moan. He asked if he had hurt me and I said, no,
not at all. “It was all very relaxing, please continue…”
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This went on for a few more minutes and he was thoroughly examining the
inside of my rectum and rubbing all around it and it felt really
incredible. Then he gently pulled out his fingers, and said that I had a
definite blockage in my colon and he would next be giving me a nice warm
relaxing enema to break it up. I had no idea what he was talking about,
but he went on to explain that he would be placing a tub up my rectum
and slowly filling my colon with a warm solution of water and a slight
sedative to help me to relax. After the colon had been filled with this
solution, he would plug my colon and I would hold the solution for about
twenty minutes and then he would help clean me out. I said that if he
thought it would help me, that I trusted him completely. He walked out
of the room and said he would return shortly. He helped me to lie down
across the examining table on my back and relax before he left to
prepare the enema.
About ten minutes later, he returned and remarked that there were no Read the rest of this entry »
other patients there that night and the nurse on duty was buried in a
book at the other end of the building, so he was free to stay here with
me and answer any questions I might have in regards to the procedure. He
was carrying what looked like two rubber hot water bottles, which he
proceeded to hook onto a tall stand that would normally hold an I.V.
bag. He then attached the tubes that extended from each bottle into a
larger tube with a small nozzle at the end. This he covered in lube. He
helped me to lie down, still naked, on my back and scooted my ass to the
end of the table. He then had me bend my legs and place my ankles on
each side of my ass cheeks, thus spreading wide my ass and pussy. He
told me that if the water filling up my colon became uncomfortable, I
might want to put some weight on my heels and relieve the pressure until
the water passed further into my colon. He told me that I might become
slightly woozy as there was a slight sedative in the solution, but that
I should just relax. I smiled and said, of course.