I arrived at their front door promptly at 6:00, and the door was opened by a pretty , thirty-ish woman with jet black hair and blue eyes. "Hi! I'm Vanessa; and you must be Charles!" "Yes, I am. Very nice to meet you." "Please come in and meet my sisters! We're looking forward to getting to know you!" She led me through the entry way into a sitting room where the others were seated. They other two stood up and, "Hi, I'm Victoria!" (a tall woman, again with black hair and blue eyes) and "Hi, I'm Violet!" (yep, tall, black hair, blue eyes). All three wore powder blue scrubs, which covered great bodies. They all looked alike! I moved my arm with a sweeping gesture, "It's easy to see that you're sisters!" They laughed, and Victoria answered, "Yes, our arrival caused quite a stir thirty-two years ago! Identical triplets are a mathematical medical phenomenon. That we all survived is a true miracle. But enough, let's sit down and get to know each other." Violet started, "What are you looking for? We provide many medical services, centered around your back door."

Although I came seeking fetish services, I blushed, "I like, er love, pretty much anything anal. To get this out of the way, I'm strictly hetero. It's a little funny, but the idea of a woman fucking my ass with a strap on excites me; but the thought of a guy fucking me in the ass makes my skin crawl." Almost in unison, they assured me that they understood, and that anal eroticism was not tied to homosexuality. Victoria asked, "What sort of experience do you have with anal?" "Over the years, I've had enemas, suppositories, strap ons, and although not my favorite...laxatives. I enjoy giving and receiving, and really love laddered enema series til clear." Victoria replied, "Excellent! We can provide all of these, And, if you pass the physical, maybe a few you didn't mention." "Girls, anything else we need to ask?" "Not me." "Nope, not me." OK, then, follow us."

They led me down a medical-looking hallway to a well-lit exam room, with an exam table equipped with stirrups. "Well, we won't be needing these!", I quipped. "Don't be so sure!", Victoria replied. There was a chair nearby, and a walnut valet for clothes. "Why don't you get out of those clothes, and let's check you out." She motioned me over to the chair and valet. I waited for them to leave, but they stood fast. Vanessa, "What are you waiting for...get undressed...we'll watch." So I did. While I stripped, Violet left the room. As I finished, Victoria commanded, "Please get on the table,and lay down on your left side, with your right knee bent of at forty five degrees." I complied, and Vanessa inserted the rectal thermometer. While we waited for it to register, Violet returned with a bulging red bag of soapsuds, hanging from an IV stand. Vanessa pulled out the thermometer and read it. "Looks normal. let's get his enema started" Immediately, I had three quarts of hot soapy water flowing into my bowels. After what seemed like an eternal holding period, Victoria said, "OK, you can release in the bathroom there. The toilet has a hat installed...go in that. There's a jar there for you to pee in." She pointed to a door. and I went in, released in the toilet, and peed in the jar. When I emerged, Victoria was the only one waiting. She drew my blood, and said, "We like you! Presuming the labs are good, we'll be in touch! We look forward to serving your needs! Wait for our call." She waited for me to dress, staring at my still swollen member. Then, she ushered me out.