MOM!! NO SHOTS!! Please!!! Tears welled up in Emily's eyes and her lips quivered briefly before she broke into sobs.

"Emily, it'll just hurt for a minute and it'll make you feel better faster than any other way. Please just lay down on your tummy again and push your shorts down again."

"No, I won't" Emily sobbed.

"That's it!" Kristen half-shouted. "I'm getting the hairbrush!" She stormed into the bedroom, and returned almost immediately with a wicked looking classic hairbrush, about 3x4 inches. Oak maybe .I haven't had to use this on your fanny for awhile now but you need to be reminded you are staying here and you follow my rules! That includes doing what you're told and not making a spectacle of yourself, especially in front of company. Now over my lap Young Lady."

Emily knew she was licked and laid across her mom's lap. Kristen tugged the shorts and panties down to her knees and said "You know why you're being spanked Young Lady?"

"Yes Mom" Emily blubbered, with snot beginning to drip from her nose."I was disobedient and disrespectful. I'm sorry!!"

Kristen brought the hairbrush down hard, 3 times on each cheek. Emily howled. Kristen helped Emily to her feet, standing herself as she did. She put her arms around the bawling young woman. "I'm sorry you had to be spanked but you know how to behave like a proper young lady. Now lay down on your tummy so the doctor can give you your shot. It can't hurt as much as the paddling did."

Emily laid down on her tummy on the couch with her shorts now falling all the way to the floor. Dr. Reed had prepared 2.4 M units of white, cottony viscous penicillin. He sat down next to Emily and said "I'm sorry Honey... this is going to bite," He jabbed the 18g needle deep into the right upper outer quadrant of the girl's buttocks. Tho he was paying attention to giving the injection he couldn't help but notice that her bottom was turning bright red where the hairbrush had struck.

"Oh please stop." The girl erupted again in sobs as Dr Reed began depressing the plunger, sending the thick antibiotic into her gluteal muscle. "Please please" she sobbed. Dr Reed finished and removed the needle, swabbing the puncture point with the alcohol swab. The girl stood and was immediately hugged again by Mom as the girl's sobbing subsided a bit.

"We're done Honey. Go lay down till you feel better." Emily tore off for her bedroom, panties and shorts in hand but without covering her red bottom.

"I was sorry to have to do that" Kristen said as she disappeared, "especially since she's sick but I won't behave like that and I sure won't take that crap. By the way, Doctor...if I ever behave disrespectfully towards you, you absolutely should put me over your lap and blister my behind. I'd expect nothing less."

"I will certainly keep that in mind Kristen. Discipline is underutilized these days. Now let's see to you. Let's have you push your sweats down a bit and lie on your back so I can palpate your abdomen."

Kristen did as directed. Dr Reed carefully felt her belly but the clinical picture was unchanged. She was still constipated.

"Turn over Kristen so I can take your temperature.," Kristen turned over and John tugged her sweats down, fully exposing her bottom. Dr Reed couldn't help but note this bottom was that of a mature woman compared with her daughter's behind. But the tan lines showed Kristen was spending time by the pool. Dr Reed lubricated the rectal thermometer from his bag, using a packet of KY and slid the rod into Kristen's pink sphincter, getting the anal wink which he always looked for and could see because he had spread her cheeks widely. He let them close and announced to the patient that he would leave his hand on her cheeks to help her hold it in for a full 5 minutes. At this point Emily entered the room.

"What's going on?" She asked. John noticed her shorts were back on.

" I'm just checking your mom's temperature."

"Can I watch?"

"Of course" Kristen said."Nothing to be ashamed of. This is the best way to take a temperature."

At this point Emily noticed the tan lines on Mom. "Mom, you're getting some serious sun. You should use protection" she said giggling. At this point the doc removed the thermometer, with a bit of fecal material adhering to the stubby bulb.

"Oooh Mom...gross!" the daughter remarked.

"I think you need another enema or two" the doctor said.

"Can I watch?" Emily asked.