An Embarassing Enema
About 12 or 13 I was constipated and mom told me that she would give me an olive oil enema at bedtime. I had never had that type before. At bedtime, mom told me to kneel and put my head down. She applied some vaseline to my anus and also inside and inserted the nozzle of a white adult bulb syringe inside, slowly squeezing it until it was empty and all the oil was inside. I was sleepy, but she made me stay in this position for 5 minutes. Next, she said that she needed to insert a small soft plastic plug to help me retain the enema during the night. Unlike other enemas, this one gave me no urge to go, so I said ok. Tne point of it was rather small and went in easily, but became larger and somewhat uncomfortable. Mom said that the largest part was almost inside me and since the plug was well lubricated, I could do nothing to prevent its total insertion. As I tried to push against this strange object to expel it, it actually made it easier for mom to finish inserting it and suddenly I felt it slide in as the thickest part slid inside and the plug narrowed considerably until until the fared end stopped it and held it in its place. Once inside, it felt strange, but not at all uncomfortable. Mom said the, in the morning, she or my older sister would remove it and that I had to tell either her or sis when I wanted to go to the bathroom to move my bowels because I would need a soapsuds enema or 2 before expelling the oil enema. I really didn't want a large volume, crampy enema, so I expelled the enema when noone noticed and said that I had not gone yet when mom asked. After breakfast, I went to visit a friend. She was about 2 or 3 years older and we played board games or rode bikes or just talked. Her parents were visiting a neighbor's house. Well, after a while, I felt like I had some gas and expelled it quietly only to find out that it was'nt gas but oil from my enema. We were seated on a wooden floor and, as I got up an oily stain was left on the floor. I was so embarrassed as my friend said to me, "Looks like someone got an oil enema". but she continued saying don't worry, I'll help you. She told me that she received different enemas from her mom especially at the time of her period. She had me remove my pants and shorts which she put in the washer and gave me a towel. Next she said that she would prepare a couple of enemas to clear out the oil in my colon. She insisted on giving me the same enemas she received after an oil enema. She filled a large bag with warm soapy water and gave me 2 soapsuds enemas followed by a couple or rinse enemas and finishing with a really large chamomile enema which she told me she got quite often from her mother. I really enjoyed those enemas and got more from her as time went on until she left for college. Some of her enemas produced an erection and even ***********, which she told me was normal and that she got ******* from receiving enemas rather often, so I didn't feel as embarassed about my physical reaction.