I awoke to the sounds of Hally rummaging once again, or rather, to the halt in the rummaging. 'What now?' I wondered. Slowly I opened my eyes. I was startled by the vision of my new bride wearing a white uniform which only came down to mid-thigh (could be interesting if she ever bent over), white knee-highs, flat white shoes, her blonde hair swept back into one of those vertical rolls, topped off with a small rectangular white cap... could this be Nurse Hally? Had to be... oh, boy! Fears from my youth roused within me. "Hello little Roy" she smiled and walked over to the bed. She leaned over me, reaching her hand up to feel my forehead. "Hmmm, feels a bit warm" she said. She removed her hand. "I understand that you are feeling a little under the weather, a tummy ache?" she asked. As she leaned over me, the smell of the freshly laundered uniform, her freshly bathed body, her freshly shampooed hair, altogether stirred some old familiar feelings. "Ummm, yesss, Nurse Hally" I said. One had to be cautious with what one said to a nurse, I remembered from somewhere. Click! That's it! I remember now, this reminds me of one of my trips to the school nurse. Oh, no! Grade 1, will it never end? A small smile started inside me, and my tummy had some of those old feelings, like I hadn't gone number two for too long... "How long have you felt poorly?" she asked. "Since yesterday, Nurse Hally" I said carefully. "Did you fall and hurt yourself?" she asked. 'She's going to figure it out' I thought. I already knew what was wrong with me; I hadn't gone pooh for three days; but I'd rather have my Mummy fix things. The school nurse had already taken care of my problem once. The treatment was OK, but I was embarrassed, because the nurse was a stranger... not my Mummy. But the teacher had seen me doubled over in my little desk chair, and sent me down to the nurse. "No, I didn't fall, Nurse Hally" I said. "Did someone hit you in the tummy?" she asked. "No, noone hit me in the tummy, Nurse Hally" I said, dutifully courteous to an adult. "Did you eat anything you haven't before?" she asked. "I don't think so, Nurse Hally" I ventured. "Hmmm" she said, "When was the last time you went pooh, little Roy?" "Mm, ahh, let's see now..." "Well?" she pushed. "Friday" I mumbled. "What's that?" she asked, her voice raising. "Friday, Nurse Hally" I quickly said more clearly. "OK, I think I know what's wrong, but I want to check a few things," she said. "Sit on the edge of the bed so that I examine you further." "Yes, Ma'am" I was surprised how automatically the words came out! As a kid, my blood used to run cold at this point, but I now thought that this could be interesting... She walked from the bed to the coffee table, and bent over the table, selecting from the things thereon. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I watched as the skirt of her 'uniform' rose, giving me a generous view of her white cotton panties as she shifted left and right, obviously taking too long, selecting from the items from the other bag I brought from town. 'A little treat for the condemned?' I wondered. She stood up and turned around to face me. She walked over to me, tossed some items on the bed, and sat down beside me. "Let's look at you" she started. 'Little Roy' trembled in anticipation. She checked both of my eyes, had me open my mouth, stick out my tongue and say "Ahhhh". Then she looked in each of my ears, and started to palpate my chest. Her hand moved back and forth across my body, and slowly went lower and lower, finally stopping at my abdomen. "Your tummy is particularly rigid just now," she said. "(Almost as rigid as mine was)" she said parenthetically. "Just lay back now," she said. I did so, and felt her hand grasp the waistband of my underpants just above my bum crack, sliding them off my butt and pulling them to just above my knees. "Here, pull on these" she said. I grasped the waistband front and back with both hands, and pulled it up towards my chest, dragging my knees there as well, which then afforded Nurse Hally an excellent view of my penis, my scrotum, and my little butt hole. The position I was in was very similar to that time-honoured, ever familiar diaper changing position. I didn't think that my face could get any redder. Nurse Hally certainly had technique. She had slipped me into position quickly and efficiently. I wondered where she could have learned. I shivered a little as I watched her carefully peruse my nakedness. "Now, I'm going to take your temperature," she said. She slipped a glove onto her right hand, and generously lubricated her index finger. Starting at the end of my crack nearest my back, she gently slid her index finger towards my scrotum. Then she slid it back a ways, homing in on the point of principal interest. She gave a little swirl with her fingertip. Unbelievably, my butt was aching for something to be inserted. I didn't have long to wait! I felt the lubricated cold tip of the adult rectal thermometer duplicate her swirl, and gently push its way in. Her hand came to rest across my buttocks, holding the thermometer from being pushed back out. "In case you were wondering, I haven't done this to another person. But since I was thirteen," she said. "I have practised on my Big Stuffed Bear. You know, that big one you've seen at my place. Your shorts came down easier than his, incidentally. I see from your shorts that you have been holding back. You really shouldn't neglect your body's signals to go poop, you know" she continued. "You just might end up having to have a suppository, or an enema." Her mouth formed a little smile. I sighed. Little Roy shuddered. It had been a long time since anyone else had taken my temperature rectally. I couldn't remember when I had ever had it done in this position. Time dragged slowly by. "OK, I'm going to check the thermometer now" she said. I felt her hand move away and the shaft of the thermometer slowly slide out. "Hmmm, there's some residue on the bulb" she said "and 101... that's a bit of fever. After we clean things out, I think that you should have some Gravol." "Yes, Ma'am" I said. "You're a polite little boy" she complimented little Roy. "Thank you, Ma'am." "I'm now going to check you out, just hold that position for a bit longer." "Yes Ma'am." I felt the lubricated tips of the gloved fingers move up and down until the point was located, then a little push. "Just push a bit, little Roy." I gave a little exertion, and felt the finger slide in, first one knuckle, and then the next, and then it rummaged around a bit. "I'm not done yet," she said, as I felt the finger slide back out. Then a finger touched my opening. "Just a little push, Roy." Again I gave a little exertion, and felt the finger slide in a bit. Then I felt a second fingertip. I felt them both slowly slide in, and once past both knuckles, they moved around a bit. She laid her other hand on my belly, and gently pushed it towards the exploring hand. She took her time exploring things down there, probing a bit here and there, and rotating her finger pair. I was getting aroused. "It feels like you have a bit of a load in there" she said. "Yes, Nurse Hally," I said. "I'm going to give you a suppository," she said. "Yes, Ma'am," said little Roy. I felt her fingers slide slowly out. A few seconds later, the lubricated tip of an adult suppository started wandering around my hole, and eventually homed in on the location. I felt my hole spread wider and wider, then the taper, then the finger pushing it further, until the inner gate swallowed it away from the finger tip. "There" she said, sliding her finger slowly back out. "You can relax for now, we have a while to wait. But if you feel the urge to go, tell Nurse Hally, and if it's not too early, I'll allow you to go." "Yes, Ma'am." I said. I let go of my shorts, extended my legs, slid my shorts back up a ways and laid on my back on the bed. My erection started to fade. 'Boy, that Bear had plenty to answer for. No wonder he has such a big grin on his face' I thought. "While we're waiting, tell me about the treatment you got from the school nurses, little Roy" she said. "They were pretty nice but I was really embarrassed" said little Roy. "I was deathly afraid that the story about my condition would leak out, and all my schoolmates would get to know, and I would be permanently embarrassed. But it never did! I was happy about that, but always worried that it just might," I said. "That's good. But I want to know what they did to you, little Roy," she said. "Well, they usually took my temperature, but laying on my tummy or my side, not like Nurse Hally just did" said little Roy. "Every nurse has her methods, and that's mine for rectal temperatures" she said indignantly. "Yes, Ma'am," said little Roy. "What else?" said Nurse Hally. "Sometimes she would look at my throat using one of those tongue depressors" "Would she check out your penis?" Hally asked. "No, she seemed more interested in my butt," Roy replied. "Did they give you a digital exam, like I just did?" she asked. "At first I had a few. I was always lying on my back when they did it. After a while, they skipped it; they knew what was happening," said little Roy. "I'm so embarrassed" I whined. She came and sat by me on the bed. She stroked my tummy. "Does your tummy ache, little Roy?" "Yes, Nurse Hally, and it's getting worse," I whined, miserably. "Sit up, and I'll give you a cuddle," she said. "Yes, Nurse Hally," I said obediently. I sat up, and we embraced for about a minute. "It's time for you to give a try, little Roy. Come with me to the bathroom" she said, imperiously. Obediently, I stood and trailed behind her. "Take off your shorts" she commanded. "Yes Ma'am" I answered. Carefully trying to afford her a view, I slid my shorts down to my ankles, and stepped out of them. "Nurse Hally feels that it is important that the results of the treatment be observed" she started. 'What now?' I wondered. "Climb into the bathtub, and sit on the outer edge. Hang your butt out over the floor. This wastebasket will collect anything that you may deposit." She climbed down on to the floor, slid the wastebasket into place, and prepared to observe matters first hand. She was behind me, so I couldn't observe her watching me, but I was very aware that she was there. Being watched made it harder to do anything. I leaned forward a bit, and exerted myself, trying to push the crap out of my colon. A little fart issued, I felt some liquid squeeze out, but try as hard as I could, nothing further came forth. "Keep trying, little one" she encouraged me. Again I pushed, but nothing happened. After another three unsuccessful tries, I decided that it was time to accept the inevitable. "Nurse Hally?" I opened. "Yes, little Roy," she said. "I don't think it's going to work, Nurse Hally," I said plaintively. "Then there's only one more remedy at our disposal, little Roy," she started. "You mean an enema?" little Roy whined. "Yes, little Roy, an enema," she said decisively. I felt a tissue wipe the ooze off my little hole, a bit of vigorous wiping, then heard the tissue drop into the toilet. "Stand up and get out of there," she said. I heard the sounds of water running as she prepared the enema bag. "I'll give you a sudsy first, then rinse as required" she announced. "Lay on your back on the bathmat there, and pull your legs up to your chest." 'How mortifying' I thought. My face reddened. I climbed down on to the floor, laid back, and pulled my legs up. She climbed down as well. I watched her face as she proceeded to re-lube my little hole. Then she slid the adult rectal nozzle slowly into my butt. I had started to weep silently. 'Must be a reflex' I thought. "Don't worry, little Roy, it won't be long now," Hally said. I felt the warmth of the water flowing through the nozzle. She patiently sat there holding the nozzle in place. My tears seemed to flow in concert with the water flowing into my butt. "Once the nurses had deduced your difficulty, what treatment did you receive?" she asked. "Sometimes I would get a suppository, but it seemed like I always got an enema," said little Roy. I could see her smile at that answer. My tears had dried up. "How did they administer them?" she asked. "Usually on the exam table, usually on my back, like now" said little Roy. She nodded her head. She gently rubbed my tummy with her free hand. "Nurse Hally, I'm getting full. I have to go now," little Roy whined. She looked at the bag, which still seemed full. "Nonsense, you haven't taken enough." "Nurse Hally, I really need to go, now, PLEASE" I whined. As if to emphasize the point, a little fluid squirted from around the nozzle. "OK, but you know we're going to keep at it until you're well and truly emptied," she said, closing the clasp. I felt the nozzle slowly slide out, and clamping with all my might to prevent further leaks, I inched myself upright, and hobbled over to the toilet, where I flipped up the lid, and the seat, and adopted the same pose as I had seen her do earlier. She had turned around on the floor, so she could watch. We didn't have to wait long. A hefty stream of soapy brown water exuded, stopped, and I felt a large, hard, long turd migrate out of my little hole, followed by several softer ones of similar length, but a fairly continuous flow of liquid and soft solid. I just needed to get started, I guess. "You're doing well, little one" she said. "Thanks, Nurse Hally," I said, feeling proud of my accomplishment. "I've seen what I need to" she said. She stood up, and started to prepare my rinse bag. I continued to push, but didn't have to push hard, things just carried on. She rehung the bag from the towel rack. I wiped my butt, and hit the flush lever. "Don't you ever do that again!" she said sternly.