“Morning, Sweetie.” Faith woke up to see Julie sitting on her stool. “Everything is ready for your third enema.”

“She’s awake now, doctor. We can begin,” Julie informed Dr. Jen, who had already put on a pair of gloves and was positioned on her stool at Faith’s butt.

Dr. Jen proceeded to pull back the blanket again and then dip her finger into the jar of Vicks. “Okay, Faith, here comes the finger…” she said as she inserted her Vicks-covered right forefinger into Faith’s rectum. Again, she twirled it around, and moved it in and out so that Faith was well-lubricated. After about a minute and a half, she slowly withdrew her finger.

Julie was continuously stroking Faith’s forehead. Faith looked her in the eyes and, wiggling her open hand, subtly glanced over at it. Julie understood and, while continuing to stroke her forehead with one hand, took her open hand with the other.

Just then, Julie realized something. “Doctor, do you think the reason that Faith has not tolerated the past two nozzles very well has been because she wasn’t shown what they looked like? She was fine during the prototype, but that time we showed her the nozzle before inserting it.”

“Hmmm…you may be right, nurse Julie. I certainly would want to know what an object looks like before it is inserted into my bottom.”

Dr. Jen brought the tubing around to the other side of the exam table. She showed the nozzle to Faith. “See? This is the nozzle we will be testing today. It is a retention nozzle. The rest of the nozzles that we will be testing will be this kind; each with their own little flair.” It was almost exactly like the prototype; except for the top. When she pressed on a pillow-like device that was connected to it, the top expanded into a balloon, and then she let the air out.

Dr. Jen coated it generously with Vicks. “I am going to put the nozzle in now. Ready? One…two…three.” She slowly and gently pushed the nozzle into her bottom until it was all the way up her anal canal and inside her rectum.

“Okay, now, I’m going to inflate the balloon.” Dr. Jen pressed on the pillow-like device several times. Faith could feel the balloon expanding inside her bottom. Once it was inflated all the way, Dr. Jen gave it a tug; it wasn’t going anywhere.

“Okay, Faith, I’m starting the enema.” Dr. Jen released the clamp on the enema tubing. Faith kept her gaze on Julie as the solution made its way into her bottom. It was obvious by her eyes that she was in pain, but she tried not to make too much noise.

“That’s a good girl,” Julie cooed to Faith, still stroking her forehead and holding her hand.

About an hour later, the enema was complete. Dr. Jen shut the clap on the enema tubing. “This one you must retain for 25 minutes,” she told Faith. “And this part is not MASS, so you can cry it out if you need to.”

Faith laid there, still looking at Julie, as the solution was held in by the nozzle. The longer the solution stayed in, the more it hurt until eventually, she started to cry softly.

Finally, the 25 minutes were up. Dr. Jen released the air from the retention nozzle and unclamped the toilet tubing. Faith expelled the enema, still crying.

After she was done, Dr. Jen clamped the toilet tubing. She then very gently removed the tubing from Faith’s bottom and with it came the nozzle, which she took off, sterilized, and put in the drawer with the others that had passed.

“Three down…You’re almost halfway done…” announced Dr. Jen. “I’ll see you two tomorrow.” Dr. Jen then left, and Julie went to get Faith something to eat. This time, she came back with some white pizza that she had just had delivered moments ago, and some store-bought sweet tea.

When Faith finished, Julie washed the dishes off and put them away. She came back to Faith, brought her blanket back down over her legs, and then sat down on the stool beside her head and began stroking it until she fell asleep.