Faith woke up the following morning to find everything all set up, and Dr. Jen and Julie waiting.

“Good morning, Faith” said Julie. “We didn't want to start while you were sleeping.”

Dr. Jen told her, “I promise I will not make the same mistake that I did with the first nozzle anymore,” as she went down to her stool at Faith's bottom.

Julie sat down on her stool at Faith's head, and immediately began stroking her forehead.

Dr. Jen gently lifted up the blanket so that Faith's bottom was exposed, put on a pair of gloves, and again dipped her finger in the Vicks

“I'm inserting my finger now” she told Faith. As she said this, her finger gently penetrated Faith's anus, going into her rectum. She twirled it around and moved it in and out, so as to disperse the Vicks. After about a minute, she slowly withdrew it.

Then, Dr. Jen coated the second nozzle, which was already attached to the main branch of the tubing, in Vicks.

“Okay, Faith, here comes the nozzle. Ready? One…two…three.” Dr. Jen slowly and deliberately inserted the enema nozzle into Faith's bottom. As she did, Faith let out a little moan.

Julie was still stroking her head. “Shhh…Just relax. You're doing much better today.”

“Going to start the enema now,” said Dr. Jen. She released the clamp, and the boiling hot milk and hot sauce began to make its way into Faith's bottom. She whined in pain, but managed to refrain from crying.

“Remember, Faith, any sound or movement will cause the nozzle to retract and will count toward your ten minutes,” said Julie.

As the milk and hot sauce enema continued to flow into her rear, her whining continued for an hour and forty minutes, then it finally subsided. That hour and forty minutes earned her an extra 500 milliliters.

About two hours later, the bag was empty. Dr. Jen switched it out with the extra bag with the 500 milliliters that she had earned herself. As she was switching it out, though, Faith accidentally let out a little bit of the enema.

Dr. Jen noticed this. “Now, Faith, because you have started to let it out, I will let you expel this one, but then you need to take another two full bags, plus the extra 500 milliliters that you earned yourself earlier,” she told her.

With that, Dr. Jen hooked the enema tube up to another full bag and released the clamp on the tubing leading to the toilet. Faith expelled the enema as well as the fecal matter from the previous days meal; then Dr. Jen clamped off the toilet tubing, and released the clamp on the first of the two extra boiling hot milk and hot sauce enemas.

About an hour later, the bag was empty, and Dr. Jen clamped the enema tube while she refilled it. Then, she released the clamp again, allowing the second bag to go in.

Faith looked at Julie, who was still stroking her forehead. She wanted to cry, but managed to refrain from making any noise.

“Good girl,” praised Julie. “You're taking this like a pro!”

Another hour later, the second bag was empty, and Dr. Jen clamped off the enema tubing once more, and switched bags to the extra bag with the 500 milliliters in it. She then released the clamp and let the last of the enema solution flow into Faith's bottom.

Faith was now feeling really full, and was on the verge of tears.

“Shhhh…it's okay…” whispered Julie.

Fifteen minutes later, the extra 500 milliliters were in. Dr. Jen clamped off the enema tube.

“Now, hold it in for 20 minutes” she instructed Faith.

Faith was still looking into Julie's eyes. “Almost done, sweet girl” said Julie, still stroking her forehead.

Finally, Dr. Jen released the clamp on the tubing leading to the toilet. Faith let it out as soon as it was opened.

After she had expelled the entire two bags plus 500 milliliters, Dr. Jen took out the tubing, took off the nozzle, sanitized it, and put it in the drawer with the first one.

“Two down, eight to go,” she told Faith. “I'll see you two tomorrow.”

Once again, as soon as Dr. Jen left, Julie went over to her room and got some more of the ambrosia salad, another piece of the vanilla cake with white whipped frosting, and yet another container of chocolate milk. She then began to feed Faith.

After she was done, Julie again took the dishes over to the sink, washed them, and took them back to her room. She returned immediately, covered Faith back up with her new blanket, then sat down beside her head and began to stroke it.

“Hey, Julie?” Faith whispered.

“Yes?” Julie whispered back.

“I like you. You make me feel safe.”

“I'm glad. Now, get some sleep sweetie pie”

Julie continued stroking Faith's forehead until she was asleep.