Katie was planning to enjoy the summer at an elite Girls Camp while her parents went on a several month European vacation. They had scheduled the Girls Camp for Katie when they found out she did not have the proper vaccinations in time for a few of the countries they would be touring. Her mother even filled out the application form very quickly at the last minute and did not bother to take Katie in for a physical as required. She figured that they might not notice or could give her one at the camp if needed.Katie was thrilled to go to the camp as several of her close friends would be there and she would be away from her oppressive mother all summer. She did not want to stay at home as the hired maid lady was hard to deal with and would give her an enema anytime she began to feel sickly. Often times mother would have a special visiting nurse arrive at the house to give a very professional enema and if she was not available, the maid would assume the duty of tending to the bowel needs of the young lady of the house.The only real time they had for the camp preparations were to get the required sets of clothing according to the entrance forms.The next week Katie and her friends were on the train to the summer camp and excited to be free from their parents. This was a new camp for all of them as they had graduated from high school and the older girls were now being groomed for adulthood in the secluded facility.In less than a week, things began to settle down and the girls made new friends as the routine of the camp began to set in and feel more normal. Next to the administration office was a medical office that was the newest building in the set of camp buildings. There seemed to be a steady stream of girls entering the office each day it seemed. One morning, Katie was called to the supervisor desk in the cafeteria just after she finished her breakfast. There the supervisor lady informed her that she was needed in the administration office to clear up some paperwork.Katie headed to the office while her friends went to the forum building for the morning lecture session and film viewing. She hoped it was nothing serious as she wanted to stay with her friends. The morning breeze blew her long brown hair a bit as she turned the corner of the building and headed into the wind. A few more steps and she was at the stairs of the big imposing building and headed up to the big double doors. Once inside, she approached the front desk and gave her name. The lady at the desk informed her of some issues with her entrance form had been detected and she would have to speak with the Camp Matron lady in the adjoining office. Soon she was called and entered into the rather large and imposing office. Once inside, Katie soon found the Matron was a no nonsense director and had discovered that she had not received a proper physical exam as required. Quite simply, Katie could submit to a camp physical exam or have to return home, no other choices. It did not take Katie long to consent to the in house physical rather than try to find her parents in Denmark or deal with the maid lady 500 miles away at home.The Matron lady called the medical office and soon it was decided that Katie could be seen for a physical later that day. She was told to report to the medical office to start the paperwork. Katie then headed for the medical office wondering what sort of physical she would be given. Upon entering the fancy new building, the strong medicinal smell of a medical office stung her nostrils very quickly. No doubt as to the basic premise of this facility in her mind. She was given a long set of medical history questions to fill out as other girls came and went. Some questions were rather generic but many of the questions were like she had never seen before. Seemed they were concerned about her bowel health, her bladder health, her period pains, breast lumps among other very personal things.It took almost 30 minutes to fill out the form and return it to the lady at the desk. Then she was given a small card that had her identification on it. The card was to be given to the nurse down the hallway to be kept with her blood sample and urine sample she was to give as soon as called. She sat down and did not wait long until a very young nurse appeared at the hallway and called her back. The girl was dressed in a very tight fitting blouse and pencil skirt. It was easy to see she had on the very common bullet bra so popular in the past year or two. Katie also had one for her shapely 36 C breasts with their acorn nipples. As they walked down the hallway, the soft wisp of the long leg panty girdled thighs could be heard rasping softly together as the nurse took each step. Katie had her blouse and shorts on so she made little noise. The passed several rooms with doors closed which were labeled exam rooms. Two more rooms were labeled treatment rooms. One room was labeled irrigations, Another was labeled supplies. One of the exam room doors was open and prominently in the middle of the room was a fancy looking chrome and black leather exam table. It was fitted with a set of stirrups at the business end. A cabinet next to the sink in the room was equipped with clear glass doors and inside the doors were several styles of rubber syringes with big black nozzles. Soon enough they reached the lab where Katie was to first have a blood sample drawn. Not a big deal to have a needle stuck in her arm and soon she was watching as the sharp needle pierced her vein and filled with red blood.Next was the urine sample. Katie was shocked when she was not going to just pee in a cup or bottle. The young nurse informed her that the urine sample had to be sterile and Katie would be given a catheter in her urethra to provide the sample. Katie was shocked but having no choice soon removed her cream colored shorts followed by her thick satin panties. With her clothing on the chair seat, she was then asked to sit in the strange looking chair. Once in the chair, the nurse started to turn the big chrome wheel at the side of the chair and instantly the geared mechanism caused the chair to tilt backwards. All too soon Katie was looking up at the ceiling. Katie was very nervous as she had heard stories of girls having to have tubes poked into their tiny pee holes but had never experienced the unpleasant sensations. Expertly, the nurse strapped her thighs apart to the legs of the chair which were more suited to act as restraints than chair legs she soon decided. The nurse then put on a pair of gloves and pulled the tight labia apart to reveal the inner vestibule and the urethral opening of Katie. A series of antiseptic cotton balls were soaked in a cold solution and wiped across her most intimate girl parts multiple times to insure a perfectly sterile field. Then the nurse held up a small glass piston syringe with a short chrome nozzle. She informed Katie, "This is a lubricant that I will now inject into your urethral opening to make the passage of the catheter into your bladder far more pleasant."Katie was in shock as the cold chrome nozzle of the syringe touched her tiny bladder opening and slowly was inserted a short distance. She then felt a surge of the cool gel spit from the nozzle causing some internal pressure. Then the nurse told Katie, "I will now insert the nozzle full length and inject the rest of the lubricant." With that bit of forewarning, Katie felt the nozzle slip deeper into her urethra followed by a much greater pressure and swelling sensation. Usually things exited this body opening but now things were entering and the feelings were certainly foreign to the patient. As the pressure subsided, she felt the nozzle now slip from her opening and the nurse noted how some of the lubricant now ran out of the tiny opening and slowly ran down on the tight vaginal opening just below. Katie could feel the lubricant slowly exiting her urethra and slowly oozing down towards her vaginal opening. Way too many nerves in those girl parts to not notice the new feelings.Next the nurse removed a long thin amber colored rubber hose from a sealed bag. Just the long length was enough to send shock through Katie as this was certainly going to be stuck into her most private body parts real soon. Katie tried to relax as the hand of the nurse now vanished between her well spread legs and she said, "Just take a deep breath and it will be inside of you before you know what happened. Katie soon felt the blunt tip of the amber latex tube thing pressing against her urethral orifice and than a slight burning sensation as the adult size catheter pressured it way into her well filled bladder. The nurse liked how easily Katie has endured the procedure, as most of the patients she dealt with fussed much more and often times tried to have the procedure stopped due to the perceived discomfort. Soon the sample bottle was filled with the collection the hot yellow fluid for the required testing. With the sample collected, the nurse let the remainder of the urine flow into the catch basin she had set into the framework of the special urine sample collection chair. The catheter was soon removed with more slight burning sensations surging through the sensitive girl parts of Katie.Katie thought the experience was over but soon the nurse had another small glass piston syringe in her petite hand. Katie was informed, "This is an antibiotic to kill any germs that might have entered your urethra. Better to kill any potential for infection than let something start and turn into a nasty bladder infection which can happen easily in women." Katie now felt the nozzle slip into her urethra and then a slight burning sensation shot up into her urethra as the antibiotic now filled the muscular tube.Katie was now tilted downward and her legs untied from the chair legs. She was given a sanitary pad and told to keep it in place for a few hours as the antibiotic would soon leak out and stain her clothing if not caught by the pad. Katie dressed and easily felt the cotton pad making her feel like she was on one of her early period years before her mother would finally let her use a tampon.The nurse told her that the testing would start immediately and the results would be done that afternoon or the next morning. In any case, Katie was due back in the afternoon for her required physical.On the way back down the hallway, Katie saw the door to the irrigation room open. She looked in as she slowly passed. To her horror was a very naked girl about her age or older on her hands and knees on top of a big leather covered table. A white towel covered the area of the table where the girl was with her backside facing the door opening. Two nurses were at either side of the table. One was holding the ample buttocks of the girl apart while the other nurse was slowly inserting a long rubber tube into the anal opening of the patient. Hanging above the table was a rather large red rubber syringe bag filled to the brim with some drips still running down the upper portions of the bag indicating it has just been filled and placed in position. She heard one of the nurses say to their patient, "Just try to relax while the tube is inserted into you full length. It is still only a third of the way inside of you and we do not want to have a problem like we did with you yesterday." Katie could not believe what she saw as she passed the door way. She hoped she never had to have such a treatment.She stopped at the main desk and was told to report back right after lunch for the required physical examination. Once outside the medical building, she began to relax a bit and her mind mulled over the epic scene in the irrigation room. The girl her age or a bit older with her big acorn nipples hanging down almost touching the table. The amber tube being shoved deeper and deeper, easily noted by the right arm action of the nurse tasked with the insertion. The internal sensations must be incredible and to be experiencing the event the second day in a row. At least the girl knew what to expect. -------------------------------------------After lunch, Katie reported to the medical facility office. The medicinal alcohol smell seemed stronger than ever. Two other girls were there ahead of her and both were called first leaving Katie the only one in the small waiting area. A few minutes later Katie was called back to the hallway. The smartly dressed nurse informed Katie that they were rather busy this afternoon but would work her into the schedule as the needs of the two earlier patients were tended to.Katie followed the nurse in her well starched uniform down the hallway. They had to step aside as another nurse was pushing an irrigation trolley from the lab room towards the irrigation room ahead of them. Katie could clearly see the swollen syringe bag hanging from the hook at the top of the shiny nickel plated trolley pole. The red hose looped over the hook at the top and hung down to a glass tube attached about 24 inches lower than the bottom of the swollen rubber bag. In the glass tube the big black vaginal douche nozzle seemed to be floating about in some sort of solution. One of the two girls ahead of her was definitely going to be on the receiving end of the big nozzle real soon. The nurse ahead of them stopped and pushed the door to the irrigations room open and then entered the room. Katie had an easy curiosity peek into the room to see what might be happening.There on a chair was a standard set of camp clothing like all the girls wore along with a bra and panties. A few feet to the left on the big irrigation table top was the blonde girl with her legs being trussed up into the stirrups at the end of the table. There was another nurse already in the room and Katie heard her say to the patient, "Just as soon as I get this douche collection basin attached to the end of the table, we will begin your treatment douche." Before the door was closed, she saw the nurse slide the stainless steel collection basin into position below the buttocks of the patient. Katie was glad she was not on the table about to be on the receiving end of the big black nozzle. She had never seen such a large douche nozzle and figured it was a special medical equipment design compared to what she had seen in the local drug stores back home.Two doors down the nurse entered one of the exam rooms and immediately wanted Katie to remove her clothing and put on one of the simple white cotton examination gowns that appeared to be too short and of very thin material. As Katie put the open backed gown on, it was clearly apparent it was for a shorter person and was just as thin as she imagined. Her big acorn nipples easily poked at the thin material and the bottom hem barely covered her pubic area and ample buttocks. The nurse soon had her standing on a scale before using a tape measure to check her waist, hips and breast dimensions.Next the nurse had Katie lie back on the big exam table and began to do a manual exam of her tummy area. The nurse no longer had completed the poking and prodding of Katie's tummy before informing her, "Your bowel is way too full for a proper pelvic exam so I need to give you a cleansing enema before the doctor can begin to examine you properly. This is a normal procedure and might be a little embarrassing but has to be done." The last thing Katie wanted was an enema and the pelvic exam was not her idea of a good time either.Katie was left to lie on the table while the nurse started some water running in the sink and began to open the doors of the cabinets. The glass door faced cabinets seemed to have a big selection of rubber goods and soon some of the red rubber equipment was going to be used on her body. The silence in the exam room was broken with the words, 'Katie, have you ever had an enema with a retention nozzle before?"-------------------------------------------Katie was in shock at hearing the words regarding the upcoming enema with a retention nozzle. This was a whole new concept for her to grasp.Katie asked the nurse with great curiosity and trepidation which was easily heard in her voice, "I have experienced enemas but never with a retention nozzle before."The nurse was delighted to be the first one to introduce another young lady to the experience of a retention nozzle for the first time. Watching the face of the patient as the internal balloon of the nozzle was demonstrated was one thing, but then to watch their face in consternation as the internal balloon was inflated inside their rectum for the first time was even more rewarding. This would be an afternoon to remember for sure. One of her favorite moments of working in the medical office was to use the retention nozzle on a patient for the first time. She never tired of watching their reactions to the erotic invasive procedure.The nurse replied, as calmly as possible to keep her patient relaxed, "Katie, a retention nozzle enema insures the patient does not loose control of their anal sphincter muscle and release the enema too soon or make a mess with a spill of unexpected early expulsion. Retention nozzle enemas are insurance of no embarrassing moments for the patient and no mess for the nurse to clean up."This reply gave Katie something to quickly think about as she watched the nurse methodically prepare the red rubber syringe at the sink. Once filled the bag looked huge, much larger than most syringe bags she had seen. Then the nurse pulled a drawer open marked nozzles. Out of the drawer was removed a new sight that made Katie cringe a bit. There in the deft hands of the nurse was a rather large looking nozzle with not one lump but two lumps. A black bulb was attached to each of the two side connections of the nozzle. The central tube of the nozzle was quickly connected to the tube from the syringe bag.The nurse wheeled the irrigation trolley over to the table where Katie sat and showed her the special retention nozzle up close. It was explained that the bulb was to be inserted in a deflated condition and then pumped up with a small amount of air which was demonstrated with a quick few squeezes of the black bulb. Katie was in shock as she watched the internal balloon rapidly expand, knowing full well it would be doing this inside her body in only a few minutes. The nurse then squeezed the other black bulb showing how the external balloon would also expand insuring a leak free experience.To make Katie feel at ease, she quickly said, "We give retention enemas to the patients all of the time and they get used to them real fast.""Now, just lie back on the exam table and put your feet into the stirrups so we can get on with the cleansing enema."With that, the nurse soon had her patient slide down until her bulbous backside was hanging off of the edge of the exam table cushion. This position was standard protocol as it allowed for the internal pelvic organs to relax and better accept the large volume retention enema. To poor Katie, it felt like her bottom was out in mid air and she was going to fall off the end of the table. Only thing keeping her from falling was the fact her feet were in the stirrups.The nurse then reached over to the sink to grab the 3 ounce infant syringe with adult enema nozzle filled with warm mineral oil. She held up the syringe and gave it as slight squeeze to expel any air and allow some of the oil to lubricate the black ebonite nozzle.Katie saw this and asked, "What is the small syringe for ?"The nurse quickly replied , "A bit of extra lubrication for the placement of the internal balloon is always a more pleasant experience for the patient the first time a balloon nozzle is inserted. Just relax and take a breath while I insert the nozzle and squirt the oil inside of your rectum."Katie lay there helpless as the hands of the nurse slipped down to her bottom and she felt the nozzle easily slip inside and the quick injection of the warm oil. It did not hurt and actually felt rather relaxing. Perhaps this would not be as bad as she expected it to be. She had serious questions as to why she needed to have a balloon nozzle used on her body, but was afraid to ask.The nurse noted how easily Katie accepted the warm oil injection. The balloon insertion was next and it would be a whole different experience.The nurse put a small amount of lubricant on the balloon tip of the nozzle to insure an easy insertion and began to place the small rounded end of the nozzle at the tight opening of the teen in front of her.Katie, "Just hold still and the nozzle will be inserted. Try to act like you are having a bowel movement and that will make the passage of the nozzle a bit more pleasant for you."This was a new concept, trying to expel as someone was trying to insert something in your backside. Not wanting to have a bad experience she gave it her best hoping she did not expel some gas in the face of the nurse. Katie soon felt the blunt end of the nozzle slip easily up into her rectum and then the nurse used much greater pressure to twist and press the greater volume of the balloon inside the tight opening. Katie suddenly realized that this was not for the weak and felt the unmistakable dilation of her anal opening in a big way as the nozzle was finding a new home. The nurse was sure to look up now and then to see the look on the face of Katie. It was easy to see that Katie was not real happy with the sudden anal dilation experience. The nurse took more time than needed to stretch out the insertion before finally getting the inner balloon fully inserted with some twisting motions. The expressions on the face of her patient did not disappoint. Katie did her best to tolerate the anal invasion and not say anything. The nurse secretly enjoyed the pleasure of being able to force such an unpleasant but needed medical experience on her not so willing patient, not that the girl had a real choice. With the balloon now inserted, the nurse said, "The worst is over and now it is time to fill the balloon. You will feel it enlarge in size and when it makes you feel full, let me know so I can stop."Katie did not have to wait long before hearing the small hiss like intake of air from the bulb in the hand of the nurse and the first surge of air causing the bulb to expand inside of her for a whole new experience. The second puff of air soon followed and the third puff of air had Katie complaining that she felt for sure the bulb was as big as it needed to be. She could not believe the rapidly expanding fullness that had just happened deep inside her.Katie felt the nurse pull back on the nozzle just before another puff of air began the inflation of the outer balloon. The nurse made sure to fill the outer balloon to its maximum capacity to insure no leaks.The nurse stood up from the exam stool and grasped the lever clamp of the red rubber hose. She looked down at Katie and said, “The nozzle is well placed and it is time to get on with your enema. I put a small amount of ox-bile in the solution to insure a good cleaning of your bowels. There might be some slight burning sensations but most girls find it to be rather tolerable even if somewhat of a discomfort. You will not need to worry about loosing control of the enema no matter what your body is trying to tell you otherwise.”Katie had heard of an ox-bile enema a year ago from a friend and none of it was good. The friend had reported severe cramping and burning sensations soon after the enema injection was started. Worse was the expulsion and the burning sensation until a rinse enema was given to stop the action of the powerful ox-bile. She hoped the solution was mild as the nurse had promised. As she quickly remembered abut her friends traumatic ox-bile enema, Katie saw the nurse release the lever of the clamp and the metallic click echoed off the tiled walls and floor of the exam room.The omnipresent smell of warm rubber had by now permeated the small room and it would be clear to anyone entering that a syringe was in use as soon as the pungent odor hit their nostrils when the door was opened.Katie could just lay there in the stirrups playing the part of the patient as medical practitioners had full control of her body including her bowels.About the time Katie started to feel some deep warmth reaching up into her tummy, there came a quick knock at the door and in walked the Matron lady. She was just checking on the care of her patients as usual and stumbled onto the scene of another girl in the process of receiving a pre-exam cleansing enema. The smell of the warm rubber and the half full syringe bag were both clear indications of the intimate procedure now in progress. Katie was in shock at first but soon retained some composure discovering the person was the Matron and was used to seeing girls in such an exposed position.The Matron stepped over to the side of the exam table and grasped Katie by the hand asking, "How are you doing with this retention enema injection?"Katie was still in shock and was not sure how to answer at first. Eventually she tried to respond as best she could with, "I have never had a retention enema before but so far it is not that bad."The Matron lady replied, "That is good to hear as she then placed her other hand on the very tight tummy of Katie and noted, "You are swelling up pretty good which is normal. You are taking this retention enema like a big girl should with no whining or complaints. The girls here at the camp soon get used to such enemas if they have not had them before on a regular basis. We find that the use of a retention nozzle prevents accidents and insures more complete evacuation of the bowel when used with the ox bile solution."The Matron said to the nurse, "Shut the clamp and give her a break while I massage her tummy to ease the cramping she might be experiencing.The nurse clamped the lever and the Matron slowly began the tummy massage of Katie noting the internal swelling of the large intestine just inside. She then placed her stethoscope on the tummy of Katie to check for bowel activity. It was easy to hear the subtle noises in the bowel of the girl with the sensitive instrument. Katie was not sure if this was a good sign or not but at least she was not being given any more enema at the moment. She looked up at the bag now starting to exhibit the familiar wrinkles of a bag closer to empty than full. She felt pregnant but was not going to be relieving herself anytime soon from the looks of the situation. Worse was she was beginning to feel the burning sensation deep in her tummy just as they said could happen. She hoped it did not become worse.The Matron lady was quick to notice the clean shaven labia of Katie and the prominent bulge at the top of her feminine slit where the clitoris was just underneath. Next the Matron took notes on the well formed breasts with the prominent acorn shaped nipples through the thin gown. Perhaps she would stay and perform the exam on Katie instead of having the doctor do the exam as the lady doctor was already overbooked that afternoon. The Matron always enjoyed doing an full exam on the new girls and exploring their intimate feminine charms. Few knew that as a pubescent teen, she had often played doctor with her friends after school. Experiments with a rectal thermometer being used in the vaginal openings of each other was often the high point of their playing doctor. Soon they graduated to experiments with the big red syringe bag and its various black nozzles. Now, years later, she got paid to do the same thing.-------------------------------------------What Katie was unaware of was that the nurse had mixed in a strong diuretic with the enema solution. It would be rapidly absorbed through the wall of the colon causing the kidneys of the patient to slip into overdrive. Soon the patient would begin to experience a fullness in the bladder along with the pressure of the enema. With the patient legs spread wide in the stirrups, she was in no condition to use the restroom only a few steps away. It would only be a matter of time before the hapless patient would need to be given a catheter to relieve the swollen bladder problem before it got worse and lost control of the bladder.With the Matron slowing down the procedure, the nurse knew it would not be long before Katie would be feeling the stress in her bladder and need to have the situation resolved.Meanwhile Katie was trying to deal with the still unfamiliar sensation of a rather full bowel and a plug that insured it was not gong to escape until the medical practitioners allowed for that moment. She began to notice that her bladder was beginning to feel full and hoped that she could empty her bladder when she was allowed to use the restroom behind the door in the corner of the room. For the moment she tolerated the current situation as best she could. The strange new sensation of a bladder getting fuller by the minute and her bowel also being inflated was new to her and she knew something would have to happen soon or she would have an accident and be so embarrassed.The Matron said to the nurse, "Katie seems to be doing real well this afternoon, perhaps it is time to open the clamp and get the rest of this enema over with."Katie was glad to hear that the decision to finish her bowel injection was the topic of discussion as she could not last much longer. She just hoped the retention time and her bladder release happened at the same time. The metallic snap of the clamp opening again brought renewed pressure in her tummy. Looking up at the red rubber bag, Katie was just hoping it would empty sooner than later. A wrinkle filled bag was always a sure indication that the worst was over.The Matron continued to do a light massage of the swollen tummy and could not help but notice the slight bulge of the bladder in the immediate area. Experience told her that often times just the injection of a large volume of enema solution into her patients caused them to need to empty their bladder before the retention enema was held for the desired time. Katie felt the Matron touch the area over her bladder and note its very swollen condition which was not surprising to the Matron.The Matron asked, "Katie, your bladder looks and feels rather full and we still need you to retain the complete enema injection for 10-15 minutes before you are taken to the toilet and allowed to expel. Do you think you can make it another 20 minutes without loosing control of your bladder?"Katie was mortified at having to have to hold her now almost full bladder for another 20 minutes and easily replied, "There is not a chance that I can make it that long. I really need to go in the next few minutes at the most"The Matron replied, "In the current situation, the best solution is to stop the enema and relieve your bladder with a catheter. It will only take a minute or two and you will have instant relief of the bladder. Then we can complete the enema injection and have you wait until it is time for the expulsion. Nurse, get a catheter ready while I get a pair of gloves on."Katie lay there in almost agony as her bladder continued to fill and her tummy was more like a balloon ready to pop. She only hoped they got it over with quickly.The Matron took a position between the spread legs of Katie and gently pulled the tight labia apart revealing the light pink colored vestibule of the patient. Katie felt the cool air of the room make contact with her sensitive feminine parts and needed the relief of her bladder even worse. She hoped she could keep control and not make a mess before the catheter was inserted. Meanwhile the Matron used a swab to quickly cleans the vestibule of any bacteria before the catheter was inserted. This gave her a chance to examine the urethral opening and the introitus opening of the vagina just below. The tight vaginal opening would eventually be one subject of today's exam but right now the urethra was the center of attention. The Matron took the business end of the catheter and began to push at the small slit. The lubrication the nurse had put on the catheter allowed it to slide in easily and Katie soon felt the intimate invasion of her urethra for the first time ever. A slight burning sensation was felt but she knew it was part of the drill. A friend had described how her experiences with a catheter had went a few months earlier so was not totally shocked when the rubber tube slithered into her orifice. Katie felt a slightly greater burning sensation as the end of the catheter slipped past the inner bladder sphincter muscle and then a bit deeper into her bladder.The Matron then said, "I am going to release the clamp and you will feel your bladder begin to empty."Katie just lay there as she began to feel the internal pressure slowly recede to a more tolerable level. In about a minute she felt more like a human and decided the experience was not so bad at all. She did notice that her legs were starting to ache as she was not used to being in such a position for this long of a time. She had been in the stirrups for almost half an hour and realized she might be a bit sore after the experience.-------------------------------------------With her bladder now empty, the tube was pulled out of the tight urine channel with a slight burning sensation that lasted for a few moments after the instrument exited her body.With just a small amount of solution remaining in the wrinkle filled syringe bag only two feet above her splayed apart knees, Katie was more than happy to see the wrinkle filled bag knowing that soon it would be empty and her retention time would soon be up. Now that her bladder was empty, she was a bit more comfortable and felt she could survive the enema procedure.The Matron looked at the bag at her eye level and gave it a slight squeeze with her hand just to check the remaining contents. With a slight smile she said to Katie, "Young lady, there is only a few ounces of solution remaining and it is more than time to get on with the rest of the injection if we are to get your exam completed so you can eat dinner with the rest of the ladies."With that, she reached over to the lever clamp only a few inches away and the deft movement of thumb and forefinger had the restriction of the hydraulic action removed and Katie soon felt additional pressure in her now fat looking tummy.In only a couple of minutes the bag hung flat and empty signaling the beginning of the 20 minute retention time. Katie lay there thinking it was taking forever as the pressure never seemed to end. At least the big balloon nozzle solved her urges to expel.While the retention time was elapsing, the Matron and nurse set about preparing the instruments for the upcoming exam of their shapely patient. The tray on the sink soon had several vaginal speculums of various sizes along with a big tube of what appeared to be a lubricant like was used on the balloon nozzle. The Matron looked over the instruments and had a strange look on her face.The Matron said to the nurse, Everything is here for a normal exam but after looking at Katie's medical history earlier today, it would be prudent to give her a deep sigmoid exam just to be sure there are no problems a simple anal scope would surely miss. Please fetch a standard sigmoid scope so it will be ready."The nurse left the room and soon returned with a monster long chrome plated tube instrument that looked like it was well over a foot long. Katie took one look at the tool soon to be stuck up her backside and felt a shock of horror flow through her body. Katie was sure this was the dreaded instrument she had found out about last fall one day quite by accident.Seems she had been ready to use the phone when it rang. Her mother had answered and it was Mrs. Barnstable one of her best friends. Mrs. Barnstable lived a block away and was divorced for several years. She and mother spoke frequently for long periods of time. Katie went upstairs and a while later picked up the phone to see if the conversation was over with and the line free for her use. Instead, the conversation was still ongoing and it seemed Mrs. Barnstable was just starting to tell her mother about her recent medical problems. Seems she had attended a special church retreat for a week and soon was suffering from a nasty parasitic worm infection in her bowel. Katie continued to listen as the story became more interesting. Soon Mrs. Barnstable was describing how she had to visit an internal specialist to help her get rid of the worm infection. She described how the first medication caused severe reactions and vomiting. With that solution out of the question the doctor had to resort to the older method of medicated enemas. She was given the enema with the powerful medication two days a week. She had to strip down to her long line bullet bra and assume a hands and knees position on the exam table while the doctor and his nurse slipped a douche nozzle deep into her well rounded backside and administered the enema. During the enema injection she was to breath deeply and try to relax. The first office visit had not gone well as the long line bullet bra caused too much restriction on her tummy and the full bag of solution could not be injected. The nurse unclasped the fancy satin back of the bra and relieved the pressure on her tummy. Only then could she take the rest of the enema in the big bag hanging above her buttocks. Her big well shaped breasts hung down with their acorn nipples only a few inches away form the leather exam table. Mrs. Barnstable was slightly embarrassed as the exposure of her breasts revealed the engorged nipples showing that she was feeling some erotic sensations from the big enema.After the medicated enema was fully injected, Mrs. Barnstable described how she had to then assume a knee chest position on the table for a few minutes to insure the solution stayed deep in her bowel and had a chance to work on killing the hard to kill worms. After the required time, she had been allowed to use the toilet and return to the exam table. The doctor again had her in the knee chest position and with the nurse pulling her buttocks apart, the doctor had did a simple digital and anal exam to check for any worm activity.During the second doctor visit each week, Mrs. Barnstable had to submit to a much deeper exam of her bowel to check for the worm infestation well up into the sigmoid area where they seemed to like to hide the best. She described the big long chrome instrument that looked like a modified musical instrument well over a foot long. The worse part was that it was soon to be inserted deep into her backside. The nurse had held her hand as the doctor grasped the big long instrument and ordered her to try and relax as it was inserted. The nurse whispered to her, "The worst is when it is first inserted and you are trying to get used to the dilation of the huge size."The doctor continued to push and twist causing significant pressure feelings deeper and deeper in her belly like never before. After what seemed like an eternity, she felt the big chrome tube slowly being removed from her bottom. Only then was she allowed to get dressed and meet with the doctor in his office. There she was informed as to how the worm infestation was doing. She was shocked to find out that the usual course of treatment for the type of worm she had contracted was three months. After the first month, the treatments were only once a week instead of twice a week, but the deep sigmoid exams were still each week. She resigned herself to the doctor visits as just a part of life she would rather forget. She often wondered what the doctor thought of her centerfold worthy body so exposed on the table for almost an hour at a time. She described the feeling of the big instrument like having anal sex with the longest penis on record. She had once worked at a Playboy club in Chicago before moving to the coast and enjoyed the attention she received from the clients of the club.Katie had never forgotten the conversation that afternoon and now she too was going to experience the sigmoid scope exam like Mrs. Barnstable had endured. At least it was only going to be once and not every week like the beautiful Mrs. Barnstable had to endure. She tried to make a mental image of the tall brunette friend of her mother, naked in the knee chest position with the long chrome tube being shoved deep inside.Katie was brought back to her senses as the Nurse began to release the leg straps on the stirrups. She then told Katie in a reassuring voice, “The required retention time is up and you are going to get up from the table and go with me to the toilet where I will deflate the retention nozzle and then you will have plenty of time to expel the enema solution. ”Katie was all to happy to have help with her legs being removed from the stirrups as they were beginning to become cramped from the constant wide spread condition. Once sitting, her tummy stuck out worse than she thought it would. With help she was assisted to the toilet chamber and the nurse let the pressure out of the external bulb, then the internal bulb. A very quick tug and the deflated bulb exited her bottom and was followed by the first of many bursts of ox bile laced solution and fecal material. It seemed like forever before she felt better and no longer had the internal burning sensations.-------------------------------------------Somehow Katie survived the traumatic experiences at the Girls Camp and returned home at the end of the summer. She discussed the experiences with her mother and they decided to find a new camp before next summer arrived. Perhaps Katie would feel more at ease in a different situation where the camp was older and far more established. Even if it was more expensive to attend, Katie wanted to go somewhere different.Meanwhile, a highly regarded institution for older girls was upgrading their entire facility including the medical facility. The medical facility was somewhat outdated and the old doctor was past retirement age. He had been only doing the minimum required to keep up with the needs of the patients and not real good at that. Management decided that it was time to let him go and hire a new doctor with more modern training. The new doctor could then take stock of the equipment and order what was needed to bring the medical facility up to the latest modern standards. Finding a doctor for the summer was not easy, especially with the needs of an all female staff and clients.Dr. Beverly Dawson saw the notice for the need of a summer camp doctor at the elite facility and called her friend who had just completed additional training in gynecological disorders. It would make a nice summer job for her and she could gain experience in setting up the facility like she wanted it. With only a short list of potential doctors, the camp manager hired her friend rather than one of the male doctors that had also applied. It was time to get a female doctor who was younger and more in tune with the needs of the young ladies that would be at the camp. Dr. Lisa Green was thrilled to get the assignment and knew her couple of years working with Dr. Dawson had prepared her well for the new job ahead. Dr. Dawson had trained her in all aspects of caring for young ladies with their pelvic and bowel problems.Dr, Green arranged to visit the camp and soon was at the camp examining the new medical facility. She was shocked at the lack of equipment and the minimal amount of supplies that were standard for treatment of young women. No wonder the old doctor was let go. There was not a single double balloon enema nozzle among the supplies. Some of the vaginal speculums were damaged or worn out from age. Dr. Green noticed there was no enema treatment room and asked that one of the older larger exam rooms next to the new addition to the medical building, be remodeled into a modern enema treatment room. She even made a sketch of how the room was to be laid out and made a drawing of how she wanted the old treatment table modified for administration of enemas. It was a new idea she and Dr. Dawson had been working on for at least a year. This would be the first model of the new enema treatment table to be made and she hoped Dr. Dawson would find time to stop by and check it out during use on one of her patients that summer.-------------------------------------------With the summer session of camp operation not far into the future, Dr. Green made the two hour trip up into the hill country where the exclusive camp for older girls was located. The secluded location at the end of a private road kept most people far away. Each trip she had become more impressed with the camp and the new modifications to the medical facility. Her last trip had included ordering supplies and this time she found a large amount of the supplies in boxes just waiting to be opened and stored away for use on the patients. Just arranging the supplies in the glass door cabinets brought a smile to her face. Now she could see where everything was and did not have to remember where most of the more important instruments were to be found. Her assistant would also be able to find things easily during the first few days as she learned the layout of the facility. She had hired a nice young nurse only a year out of nursing school who eventually wanted to become a doctor. With this sort of intent, Lisa felt that she had made a good choice and it would give the young nurse a good training experience at the same time. A young nurse always seemed to be the best when working with young ladies as they felt more comfortable with someone closer to their age.What Dr. Green liked the most was the custom work done on the enema treatment room she had requested. There was the elevated tub on a tiled pedestal that had been retained but plumbed with the new insulated thermal syringe on the wall above the tub. The exam table had been expertly modified with custom made leather covered shoulder/neck braces that were adjustable for height depending on the size of the patient. The knee rests were well padded and adjustable for the height of the patient as well as spread of the legs as required for the treatment being given. There was also a standard exam table complete with stirrups that could be rotated to get the patient in any position of angle needed. Perhaps she could get her young nurse to be a test sample on the tilting exam table before the girls started to arrive in just two weeks. She would have a few days to finalize the facility with the nurse before the opening day. To see the shapely body of her nurse would be a pleasure itself.-------------------------------------------Dr. Green was called into the Camp Director's office for a meeting in regards to what was expected of her in addition to her normal duties as the camp doctor. Seems the camp was focused on training of young ladies to better themselves in the special details of how to participate in beauty contests. This was a subject that few places covered very well if at all. Therefore, the camp was always well attended by the young ladies who aspired to be very competitive in a beauty contest. Many of the camp participants went on to work in exclusive clubs based on their training at the camp. With such a reputation to uphold, the director had high expectations of the newly hired doctor.Dr. Green was given a list of the various subjects that would be covered in the next 10 weeks. It was very detailed and covered areas that she had only read about but never experienced in her medical training. She would have to read up on the special procedures.The list included such things as weight control, exercise with special attention to toning up parts of the body to better fill out the elegant one piece swim suits so popular in the swimsuit competitio9n of most beauty contests. Another was how to select and wear high heels. Special emphasis on shaping of leg muscles and the muscle groups of the buttocks. The use of enemas for weight loss, the use of enemas to clear the large bowel so the tight swimsuits would look just right during judging and not have protruding bulges where the sharp eyes of the judges would notice and deduct points. Most interesting was the special enema treatments to assist with breast development. This subject would certainly require some reading and offer a chance to make use of the custom made enema treatment table she had just taken delivery of. She would have to inspect the breast pump machine to make sure it was operational and had all of the cup sizes to suit the needs of her patients. Another subject of interest was the shaving of the pubic area so the intimate zones of the young ladies would look their very best during the swimsuit competition trials. The final week of the camp, the girls would be taking all the various bits of competition knowledge and participating in their own beauty contest.After the meeting, Dr. Green went back to her office in the medical building and made a long list of notes on the things she needed to read up on and the special training she needed to be sure to give to her nurse. Lastly she ordered the special breast enhancement nutrients that would be administered to her patients in the form of retention treatment enemas. The summer was looking more interesting all the time and only two weeks until opening week.-------------------------------------------While waiting for the order for the breast enhancement nutrition enemas to arrive, Dr. Green set about to inspect all of the new equipment and see that it was stored in the proper areas with the older equipment. Some of the older equipment was more like one would find in a museum but was in great almost unused condition. She especially liked the series of various capacity enema bulbs from a few ounces more like what would be used on an infant all the way up to the rather intimidating 12 ounce bulb. There was also a complete set of the old polished Bakelite nozzles to compliment the collection of pear shaped red rubber bulbs. She wondered to herself how many times some of the nozzles had even been used they looked so pristine.She remembered back to some of her earliest training when still in nursing school. The subject was how to introduce a young lady into receiving an enema of rather large volume that was rather resistant to the thought of a large volume enema. The teacher of the class had taught them with a live subject patient on how to achieve larger volume enemas without the patient really realizing what was happening. Part of the procedure was to make the patient think the equipment being used was small in size when the actually enema equipment begin used was kept just out of sight of the patient's field of view. The patient could see smaller equipment and felt more comfortable with the treatment. The conversation between the patient and the instructor nurse was always part of the game plan to help the patient believe the injections with the bulb syringes were much smaller than they actually were. Before the patient knew what was happening, the large volume enema had been administered, complete with distractions and trickery. She just might have to use the same methods on some of the young ladies based on the volume of fluid needed for the breast nutrient enemas.-------------------------------------------The next day a package was brought to the medical office by one of the young secretaries in the front office. Dr. Green saw the return address and became rather excited to say the least. Inside she knew was a set of custom designed bulb syringe nozzles that her good friend Dr. Dawson had helped her design. She quickly opened the package from the medical supply house well known for high quality work with new designs. Inside she found the two sets of 12 polished Bakelite enema nozzles that would fit into the various bulb syringes she had in her storage cabinets. There was a nice clear plastic stand to hold the nozzles in ascending order of size. This made selection a very easy process.The new idea in the nozzle design was based on making it easier to keep the nozzle fully inserted in the younger patient that was always nervous and figiting. The small movements often made it difficult to keep the stand smooth nozzle design in place. The new design had the same lengths but included a small diameter knot on the distal end of the nozzle. The nozzle then had a short straight section with a small flange even larger in diameter to rest firmly against the anus of the patient. The flange helped to prevent minor leaks and helped to stabilize the nozzle during the slow steady injections into the patient. Each nozzle was graduated in size to diameter of nozzle, the retention knot and the flange. The larger nozzles designed for the 8 ounce and larger bulbs were rather impressive in size and would certainly be in need of some testing to find out how well they improved the administration of enemas.Dr. Green set the storage stands inside the glass door of the bulb enema storage cabinet at eye level where they made an impressive sight to anyone that happened to be looking at the cabinet. The smallest nozzle was about an inch long and the biggest of the nozzles was a bit over 5 inches long. The high polish meant they would slip into a patient with almost no feeling at all if enough lubrication was used. She just needed a patient to test them on in the near future. Some of the first young ladies to visit the camp for the summer would most likely be the test subjects for the new enema nozzle design. Perhaps she could get her friend, Dr. Dawson to take a week away from here practice or at least a weekend and visit her at the camp. Then, both of them could test the nozzles and see how their new design worked in practice.-------------------------------------------Dr. Green was still pleased with the addition of the custom made enema nozzles the next day when she passed through the exam room where they were clearly visible through the glass doors of the cabinet. She always did like the glass doors as they make everything easy to find and gave a very professional look. She wondered if Dr. Dawson would find them useful during her expected visit and order a set for her practice.The next day the camp nurse was scheduled to arrive and some of the young ladies would also be arriving as well according to the schedule. Perhaps one or more of the camp members would be constipated from the long trip and need some relief in the form of a few enemas.Soon enough the next morning arrived and Dr. Green was soon in the medical office taking care of last minute items. She checked the dates on the packages of the special breast enhancement nutrients that would be used with her patients. The product usually had a short shelf life and she wanted to make sure everything was up to date. She had reviewed the night before, all of her notes on the special breast enhancement enema treatments just to make sure she was up to date. From her talks with the camp director, most of the girls had been registered for the special enemas to increase their feminine charms over the summer. She knew that some of the girls would respond well to the treatments and would be needing a larger bra size by the end of the summer. She was glad to have a nurse to help with the case load.When the bus arrived the next day about lunch time, off stepped the camp nurse wondering just what she would be doing for sure at a girls camp. She had worked in local hospitals for two years after graduation from college. She had decided she needed a change and the camp sounded like it would be a nice way to spend the summer. Little did she know what she had got herself into. After being shown her cabin near the medical facility, she headed to the newly painted facility and found Dr. Lisa Green in her office. After some formalities of greeting, Dr. Green decided that the young single nurse should see the facility and get an explanation of what would be happening with the girls. Dr. Green began to show the various exam and treatment rooms to Betsy. Betsy began to get a grasp of what they would be doing and suddenly realized that she would be gaining much experience with the equipment and the girls. Her training with enemas and related treatments had not been in such detail and was directed more to older patients in a hospital setting. Dr. Green told her that working with young people was always nice as major medical problems seldom came up making for easier record keeping. Betsy had never seen such a large selection of enema equipment and just the sight of the rubber goods and nozzles gave her a bit of a erotic tingle. She wondered how some of those larger nozzles might feel being inserted into her private places. She immediately decided that when the chance presented itself, more than a few of those nozzles would be slipped in the deep pocket on her uniform and go back to her cabin for some erotic pleasures when others could not see what she was doing. This was going to be a very interesting summer job.