My experience began when I was forced through a mould in the plastics factory, carefully polished and inspected then sealed in a plastic bag with the words "Super Enema Nozzle" on the outside. I am about nine inches long, one and a quarter inches in diameter with one end rounded and full of holes pointing in all directions, the other end made so that a rubber tube could fit over.

Well after being on the shelf for about three months the day came when I was packed into a small box and posted, arriving three days later at my new home. The young lady that unpacked me stroked my outside and said, "What a beauty! I am looking forward to using you tonight," and then placed me into a drawer in a bathroom along with other pieces of equipment that I had to get to know. The first piece of equipment to introduce themselves to me was a Inflatable Balloon nozzle who puffed up their ball and said, "Who are you?" to which I replied that I was Super Enema Nozzle. Inflatable Balloon, full of his own importance, let me know that he was by far the most important as once he was in and inflated, it was almost impossible for him to be removed. Next to introduce themselves was Colon Tube who informed me that he went in much further than anyone else, in fact the full 24 inches of his length. Also becoming involved in the conversation was Douche Syringe, who in a very important voice said how she was inserted into the pussy not the butt which was much more enjoyable than the ass hole and she didn't need to be connected to a tube, she had her own bulb supply already attached. Laying back on the bottom of the drawer was the 4 quart black rubber bag who in a very soft tone told me that he was in fact the power behind the nozzle and without him and the tubing that was attached, all nozzles were useless. After considerable discussion and bragging, everything settled down to await developments.

Later on that evening the drawer opened and along with 4 quart bag and 6 feet of hose, I was taken out and connected to the tube and felt for the first time the water being run into the bag and finally some passed through me making me feel very excited. My mistress smeared some vaseline on my surface and before I knew what was happening, I was being inserted into a nice tight hole where it was dark and warm. The tube that was connected to me said, "Any minute now she will take this clamp off me and then we can relax" and within a few seconds, I felt the warm slightly soapy water flowing through me and I was determined that I would shoot this water as high and as far as I could. Well after a few minutes, I felt some pressure building up so I forced even harder to shoot this water well into the snug hole that I was resting in. This was something else and my first time of use. Shortly, I was removed and hung next to the now empty 4 quart bag who said to me that that sure was a good one, as not often is he able to completely empty and complimented me on my performance, which he was sure was the reason that he was now empty.

The next night the mistress again removed me from the drawer and once again said, "You are a real beauty and I am sure going to give you a workout tonight." This time however I heard the mistress telling someone else about me and was able to see another young woman getting ready for an enema. However this time my mistress was going to administer it, and once again she covered me with vaseline, connected me to the tube and allowed a small quantity of water to spray out. This time there was no soap in the water but I detected some red wine that tasted very nice to me. Once again I was inserted into a nice tight hole and again tried to do my best to shoot all this wine and water up as far as I possibly could, this time being assisted by my mistress moving me in and out which obviously gave great pleasure to the recipient and also felt pretty good to me as well. Well that night I was used about three times, being inserted into a different hole each time and from what I could hear everyone including me was having a great time. Well after about three hours and many squirtings I heard the mistress and the other woman discussing me and saying how much like a penis I was shaped and suggesting that I could very well be used as a super douche nozzle as well as a super enema nozzle, and before I could say vaseline, I once again felt the water flowing through me. Well I was positioned this time not at the asshole but at the pussy, where I became very excited at the sight of the pink lips which were moist with love juice, and before very long these parted and I was carefully introduced to the love tunnel which tasted, and smelled just wonderful and was so warm and cozy inside. This time I made a special effort to make sure that I sprayed as far and as much as I possibly could into that lovely cavern. Once again I felt myself being moved in and out, slow at first and then getting faster until I felt a violent shaking and I was gripped tighter than I had ever been before, climaxing in a wonderful release before I was finally removed from my resting place.

Well life in the drawer is quite different now, the other nozzles are very quiet and in fact, don't get a trip out very often. My life is so exciting and I am becoming so efficient at both enemas and douches and my mistress continues to use me both on herself and on her friends, who call over for a bit of wet fun.