Chiara straightened up from her embarrassing position with tears in her eyes. Her buttocks had closed again in the meantime, but a very unpleasant feeling remained in her anus from the anal speculum and the faecal sample. The doctor's assistant stowed away the sample tubes and didn't want to let any unnecessary time pass. Meanwhile, Moritz imagined what would happen next with the naked patient. Maria seemed to be able to read his mind and announced: "Now we're going to give you a good clean in the back. You'll get an enema on the spot so that your rectum is nice and clean for the actual examination. The doctor only examines girls with clean bowels, which is why an enema is standard for every patient here. You now have a little breather, I'll go and get the enema utensils. In the meantime, you can make yourself comfortable on the couch - lie on your side and pull your legs up to your chest, face the wall and your butt facing the room. The enema will be a nice lukewarm soapy broth that gradually flows into your bowels. It's a bit unpleasant, but all of our girls have survived it so far."

Before the young patient could even react, the doctor's assistant had left the preparation room to fetch the things for the upcoming enema as announced. Startled, the naked girl stopped at the examination table and leant her bum against the edge. "What exactly did she say? She's getting something and what does "enema" mean?" asked Chiara Moritz anxiously. The 21-year-old had now used both hands again to cover her vagina. Moritz put his hand on her shoulder and explained to her what she was inevitably going to have to do: "Your bowels still need to be cleaned for the gynaecologist's examination. The doctor's assistant is just getting a few things and then you'll get... well, an enema in your rectum. You're supposed to lie on your side on the couch and bend your legs. Moritz could see the anger slowly rising in his best friend. Her head was flaming red time and time again. "They're not serious! First I have to get completely naked and then she shoves one of these things up my ass and pulls out poo - now she wants to shove a tube up my butt and give me an enema! They can forget it, I'm not going to have anything else shoved up my ass. I've had enough, I'm leaving!" Chiara screamed and made a move to leave the preparation room. At the same time, tears welled up in her eyes again - the naked girl was totally distraught with anger, shame, despair and helplessness. Moritz took her hand and held it tightly, trying to calm her down again. He tried to persuade her that escaping from the enema and the impending rectal examination at the gynaecologist would not be a good idea.

"Hey, I know how embarrassing and bad this is for you right now. But you just need this damn examination through your rectum so that you can get on with things here in Peru. You were so looking forward to going abroad and it hasn't even really started yet. Yes, these are very humiliating examination regulations here in Peru, but that's the standard here and rules are rules. You've never had a thorough examination through your anus at the gynaecologist's in Germany and now it's being done here, it's not a bad thing and it's only about your health. They don't enjoy sticking something up your rectum either, but it's just their job. I don't want to know what the consequences will be if you just leave. I can imagine that they would give you the enema under duress and then do the rectal examination at the gynaecologist's against your will in order to comply with the regulations. They are not as squeamish here as you are used to from your gynaecologist in Germany. There are no discussions here either, they say that every girl is only allowed to have a clean bowel for the examination and then an enema is given," Moritz explained matter-of-factly and as reassuringly as possible. By now he had taken a liking to the whole thing - he wanted more. The idea that his already naked best friend was about to have an enema fluid pumped into her tight ass really excited him. Of course he understood how unpleasant it was for Chiara, but his lust and excitement for what would be done to her anus clearly prevailed.

Furious, Chiara took a step back from Moritz and slapped his hand away: "Oh yeah, so you're on their side and think what they're doing to me is fine and dandy? I thought you were going to stand behind me and help me get out of here?". Chiara had now burst into tears and was pacing up and down the room excitedly. Even though she was naked, she was still warm in the hot temperatures and tiny beads of sweat were already forming on her forehead. As she walked, she felt the warm and slippery lubricant that the anal speculum had left on her anus. It felt disgusting between her small buttocks. Moritz gave the 21-year-old a demanding look: "I've just explained it to you, you have no choice and if you freak out here now, you'll only make things worse. I'll be with you the whole time and I'll support you, I promise you that. I'll get her in a minute, I'll get her to co-operate... thought Moritz in the meantime. He carefully took her arm and tried to guide her back to the examination couch: "Now come here and lie down on the couch. An enema is no big deal and here in Peru every girl has to go through it, they do it like an assembly line, sticking a tube up the girls' rectums".

Sobbing and staring at the floor, Chiara slowly trudged towards the examination couch in her bare feet. "You're right, I won't be able to avoid it, they don't make exceptions here. I wish I'd had this crappy rectal examination done by my gynaecologist...he offered to do it every time I was on the gyn chair, but I always refused. I could have spared myself all this...now they're doing all sorts of things to my butt against my will," the young woman sobbed. Moritz took Chiara in his arms again. It made him horny that the unpleasant things being done to her arse seemed to be increasing. Immediately an enema, a liquid running into her tight ass, and what comes after that? He would always stand by her side and comfort her, no matter how unpleasant the examination would be or how much pain the rectal examination would cause her.

Slowly and still sobbing, the pretty girl lay down on the worn leather of the examination couch and turned onto her side. She only drew her legs up a little towards her chest, but this was enough for her small buttocks to open up again and reveal her tight pink anus. Face to the wall and butt crack stretched out towards the edge of the couch in the room. A few moments later, Maria came back in the door and had brought some utensils with her. She rolled in a metal stand with a bulging plastic bag hanging from it. "That must be the soap broth that Chiara is about to get in her butt," Moritz marvelled. A long transparent tube led from the enema bag, at the end of which was a clamp and an attachment. In her other hand, however, the doctor's assistant held something even more frightening: a long, sturdy double balloon tube with a pump. Moritz's eyes widened as Chiara stared towards the wall. He immediately understood how the huge thing was to be used - one balloon was to be pushed into Chiara's rectum and pumped up, the other balloon was to seal her butt hole from the outside. Then the clamp was opened and the fire was unleashed - around one and a half litres of soap broth made its way into Chiara's bowels and she had no chance of escaping.