There she sat and another doctor's office waiting for the doctor. God, how she hated starting all over with a new doctor; it was always, just so embarrassing talking to a stranger about intimate and personal things. The door opened and in strode the doctor and after a quick exchange of names they got down to business. After reading her chart and discussing the problem the doctor leaned back and thought for a moment. “We have a new medicine and treatment.” the doctor said. “It seems to work well in cases like yours. The treatment itself is not too…strenuous but the prep for it is rather extensive. It will involve a series of enemas to insure that you are properly cleaned out. Afterward we will inject a small amount of medicine high up in your colon; this will insure that is quickly absorbed.” Marcy asked, “When would we need to do this?” “Oh as soon as possible.” he said, “There’s no time like the present.” Marci couldn't believe what she was hearing! She might like this doctor pretty well after all. After a short discussion he sent Marci to a treatment room. She sat on the end of the paper covered treatment table wondering what it was going to be like, and anticipating an interesting time. Shortly the door opened and pushing a cart in walked a male nurse. He was just gorgeous, and Adonis in white. Seeing a look pass across her face he quickly said, “We are really short handed today but I hope you won't mind too much if I give you your treatment. I assure you I am well trained and discreet but if you are too uncomfortable with me maybe we can find a lady nurse who could treat you later.” Marci thought to herself, ‘This guy must be kidding he was perfect.’ What she said was; “Oh no, I guess it will be okay as long as you are gentle.” After assuring her that he'd done this many times before and was always gentle, he introduced himself, his name was James. Then he handed her a gown and pointed her to a curtained off corner in the room and asked her to change. In the corner behind the curtain was a shelf and some hooks to hang her clothes on, also there was a potty chair. After changing into the gown she returned to the treatment table where he waited for her. While she had changed, he had prepared a large soapy enema for her, and had it hanging on the IV stand. He positioned her on the table on her left side with her right knee pulled up. “I am going to lubricate your bottom now." he said, as he slowly spread her cheeks. He placed his finger on her little brown bud, told her to relax and then slid it in covered with KY jelly. She gasped, the feeling was so intense. “Are you OK” he asked concerned? “Yes, yes” she said, “It just surprised me.” As he worked his finger around inside her, she thought she was going to die from ecstasy. He removed his finger and after changing his glove he reached for the Hose. He brought the hose to her butt, and with admonitions to relax, and push, he slid it in. “There that's not too bad is it?” He asked? She assured him it wasn't and he opened the clamp. Into her keeping poured in the warm soapy water with a rush. Marcy couldn't believe how great it felt! James told her that if she started to feel too full all she had to do was tell him and he would slow the flow. As she filled the pressure was doing wonderful things to her. She began to worry. She could tell that she was getting really wet and could not imagine that James was not noticing. ‘God, what will he think of me?’ Suddenly she was struck by the small crest of the first tiny cramp and before she could stop herself she let out a Moan of pure ecstasy. James immediately shut the clamp, and in a worried voice asked," Are you all right?" Pulling herself together she said, “Yes I am ok, just a small cramp." James rubbed her lower back until she relaxed then reopened the clamp. Trying hard to maintain control Marci concentrated and managed to stay relaxed until the enema was completely finished. James removed the nozzle and after she had held it for five or ten minutes he led her to the corner behind the curtain to the potty chair. Once he had pulled the curtain closed she reached between her legs and touched herself. Immediately the wave built and crested, she must have made some kind of noise because James was suddenly at the curtain and asking if she need him. Boy did she; but she couldn't tell him that. She assured him that she was ok and then, more quietly she worked on finishing her release…and other things. After she had cleaned herself up she returned to the table where James placed her face down on her tummy. He then placed two pillows under her hips and said, “This one should be a whole lot easier because you are cleaner inside than you were." From the IV stand hung another large Enema of warmed soapy water but this time on the end of the hose was a double balloon inflatable nozzle. James said, “This will help you hold it and allow you to relax more during your hold.” After lubricating her bottom, he inserted the double balloon nozzle with a twist and inflated it. As the pressure in Marci built she fought to control the rising tides of her lust. She just knew that if she lost it again James would figure it out and she would just die of humiliation. This enema flowed in quickly and by concentrating intently she managed not to lose it again. After another trip to the potty chair in the corner Marci found herself again at the table. James had put stirrups on the table this time and the Enema hanging from the IV stand was at least half again larger than the previous two. This time though the water was clear. James helped her up onto the table and placed her feet in the stirrups. He slid the gown up nearly to her breasts and explained that this time he would massage her abdomen as the enema flowed in. After lubricating her gently and then inserting the inflatable nozzle he opened the clamp. As the water flowed in James began to massage her lower stomach. It was absolutely heavenly! Soon though she realized, this wasn’t going to work. He had to stop! The sensations from the rushing water and James’ hands sooo close to her dripping love mound were rapidly becoming more than she could handle. She must have moaned stop because he closed the clamp but increased the intensity of the abdominal massage. His hands were so close to where she wanted them to be. He reopened the clamp and the flood of water washed away any hope she had of control. Wave after wave of uncontrollable passion rushed from one end to the other, her eyes squeezed shut she gave herself over to it. When at last the passion ebbed she opened her eyes. James, smiling shyly as the last drops of the enema drained in. “That must have been something else” he said. “You are the third woman I have had react like that.” He patted her tummy. “I used to think only men were affected in that way. Boy do I remember the first time it happened to me. I was in nursing school and allowed one of the lady students to practice on me. Wow!! Please don’t be embarrassed it is all perfectly natural and you couldn’t have stopped if you tried.” After this the treatment was anticlimactic to say the least. Later back in the Doctors office Marci’s Dr. told her that he recommended this treatment at least once a year. Marci thought too herself OH YEAH at LEAST once a year. Then he apologized for being short handed and assured her that next time he would have her a female nurse. “NO I would prefer not” she said. “After you have gone through this once with someone I would find it even more embarrassing to start again with a stranger.” “What ever you are most comfortable with” he replied. “If you have any problems call. The treatment car be repeated as often as necessary.” As Marci left she wondered how long she could wait???... This was the end of the original story that I wrote for Marci a dear friend of mine…