Just a short posting here.
I recently went on vacation hoping to wind down and unplug a bit from the hectic pace my life had been for the previous couple of months...promoting a co-worker into my old job, working on hiring one more person, working on the prospect of cross-training another person, and then all the meetings I'm now involved with giving my technical and managerial background. I didn't think it could get more intense, yet it has. I've had a hard time with my job and the weather just getting a lot of "me time." I have runs that take several hours and just fitting those in seem to be a challenge. I need a vacation from the after effects from my vacation.
Yesterday, I went for a group run (5K) and took me neighbor with me. She is a speed demon. (as is her husband, who didn't go with us). She also knows some of the people in the group. After cooling down and chatting with some of the other runners, we came back and I dropped her off at her house.
It was humid and although it wasn't hot, it was hard keeping cool because the sweat just wouldn't evaporate. So, before getting into the shower, I filled my nice big black bag with a standard baking soda enema, inserted the trusty Model-B and open the clamp for a nice slow fill. Maybe more than half the 5.4 liters in the bag had flowed in when the pressure to push the nozzle out got too high. I allowed the nozzle to slip out of me and allowed the contents in my bowel to flow out while I replaced the nozzle with the DBLBL-3XL. Refilling the bag with more cool baking soda enema solution, I inserted the nozzle and reopened the clamp. The nozzle didn't want to stay completely inserted but the tip is large enough to seal the rectum by itself, so leakage was very minimal during the filling stage, Besides, with the bottom of the nozzle sitting on the porcelain in the toilet and a 90°elbow attachment for the hose, there was no limit to flow and I could rock the nozzle back and forth for a little additional stimulation.
It wasn't about how fast I could take it or even if I could take or hold the whole bag. It was just the enjoyment pf reading some of the things that other Zity members have written while the cool enema cooled me down from the inside. I was getting pretty full and the baking soda was keeping my colon pretty calm (oh there was the occasional rumble as the transverse and ascending colons filled with liquid. The bag was nearly empty and when I pushed the nozzle all the way in, I didn't get much push back from the muscles at the top of my rectum. Both balls seated, one at each end of the rectum to seal that exit, I got on my hands and knees and opened the clamp the rest of the way to let the last liter or so of the cool enema solution to flow in. Finally, the gurgle signalling that the last of the liquid was entering the hose and after a few moments, I reached between my legs and closed the clamp. I stayed in this position, belly full and distended with the nozzle holding very, very securely. I would occasionally lay me head down on the towel I had placed on the floor as the liquid did some churning inside me. But there wasn't the immediate urge to expel.
With me positioned on all fours, the nozzle both filled me and did a nice job of holding in the contents. It was simultaneously relaxing and stimulating, something that maybe only another person into enemas would understand. And they would understand the "vulnerability" of being in that position, so full and only the nozzle/plug holding the contents in. As each little wave of contractions would come to move the contents out, I would lay my head down, ass up in the air. The contractions weren't strong and between them, I realized that I could almost doze off to a short nap. After about 10 or 15 minutes, I decided that the enema had done what I wanted (cool me off and provide for a cleaning of my colon), and I pulled the nozzle out. I was surprised just how tightly it had remained seated. No problem pulling it, just no resistance to it staying in place which is probably a real first for this nozzle.
I continued to read Zity as I allowed the enema to flow out. It seemed to drain pretty thoroughly for such a large volume as I really couldn't push any other liquid out while I was in the shower. It was a good start and it turned out that this wasn't the end of the enemas for the day.
Note: the pictures show the bag, nozzle, and 90° elbow connection (no soap on this one though). The rest are the view of the bag from below as it fills me up and it deflates.