It was a hot humid summer morning and 18 year old Beth decided to do some time in the sun before lunch. After lunch she was scheduled for a physical exam as part of a college entrance information package that had to be returned before the beginning of August. Beth selected her newest and best fitting Jatzen one piece bathing suit with the bullet cup supports. She liked the way it enhanced her 36 C size breasts with their puffy acorn nipples.

Her ample buttocks were the result of good family genetics and many hours of working out to enhance the hip muscles. She usually wore a panty girdle which kept her shapely hip bulges under control, but in a swimsuit, her well developed bulbous backside was hard to miss. The new swimsuit fit her body to perfection. Not many swimsuits allowed the curves of her buttocks to be so well displayed. She had spent a couple of hours in the swimsuit department of the local clothing store trying on a seemingly endless stack of swimsuits a few weeks ago and had almost given up on finding one that truly enhanced her lovely body. Her slight tummy bulge had been a problem for the past couple of years and someday she hoped it might just go away.

A good friend had suggested that she exercise her tummy muscles more frequently and take regular enemas to reduce the internal pressure from her large intestine which was located in the exact area as the nagging bulge. Perhaps a special elastic addition to the swimsuit could be figured out by her Auntie who was an expert seamstress who had designed clothing for hard to fit people. In the meantime, Beth had given serious consideration to using enemas to deal with the nagging tummy bulge for special occasions. A good friend who practiced ballet, had told about using enemas before a performance to give the perfect form in her skimpy dance outfit.In any case, the new swimsuit was the one that seemed to make her body look at its very sexy shapely best based on what she saw in the full length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. Lying on top of a stack of towels in the cabinet shelves in the wall where the open door concealed the contents of the shelves was a nice new Miller Rubber Company syringe bag and hose.

With the door now closed as she examined her body in the new swimsuit, she considered a quick enema before putting on the swimsuit but had elected to forgo the date with the syringe as she wanted to be out in the sun before it became too hot. The session with the syringe could wait until later.Beth was soon on the patio adjusting the lounge chair for the greatest sunlight in the next hour or two. Over near the neighbors fence was the best location for the lounge chair that morning. She applied some suntan lotion to her arms, legs, face and upper chest not covered by the silky smooth fabric of the one piece suit. A pair of dark glasses was next and then she lay down on the dark green fabric to enjoy the warmth of the sun on her shapely body. As she lay there, the soft sounds of the doves in the trees put her at ease.

Beth's mom appearedand said: "Remember you have the physical exam this afternoon and the nurse gave specific instructions for you to be given a cleansing enema 3 hours before the appointment and another enema just before we go to the appointment."Beth looked up and replied, "I have not been feeling well this morning and perhaps I could use an enema as my tummy has been hurting. I could be somewhat constipated."Mother quickly responded, "I will go up stairs and get the fountain syringe prepared and call you when I am ready for you to come to the bathroom so we can get started cleaning you out for the exam.

Beth remembered once how her 18 year old cousin Jaime got an enema and how the tummy of Jamie stuck out after a rather large volume enema given by the nurse at the doctors office during a special exam just last year. The doctor was going to administer a full pelvic exam to Jamie, but the external tummy exam immediately discovered a colon full of an unexpelled bowel movement. This fecal mass needed to be removed before the doctor could continue with the required internal pelvic exam. The doctor went to deal with another patient and left the nurse and Auntie to deal with the cleansing of a teenage bowel. The nurse had no other choice but to set Jamie up in the high stirrup exam chair to administer the cleansing enema. The regular irrigation room was already in use by another patient so the enema would have to be done in that room with Jamie in the exam chair. To speed the cleansing, the nurse immediately opened up a foil wrapped suppository and with an inserter tool, easily shoved the cool jell capsule several inches up into Jamie, which was a total surprise to the teen. She had never had such a treatment before and had no clue what was going to happen. She easily felt the cool jell of the suppository being pushed from the stainless steel inserter tool and gave out a muffled Ohhh noise upon feeling the cool glob of gel making contact with her warm bowel wall. It was a new sensation she was forced to deal with. Before Jamie could grasp what was happening another suppository was unwrapped and quickly slipped into the business end of the inserter tool. Jamie was again told that she would feel pressure and not to resist as the bulbous head of the polished stainless steel instrument was once again applied to her tight anal opening. All too soon, the head of the tool was forcing its way up into her sensitive bottom opening and being pushed further in than the first time. Again, she felt the cool jell capsule be released with a push of the plunger by the thumb of the nurse. It felt good to have the polished cold foreign object removed from her body. The nurse told her to just relax and let the medication in the two gel capsules slowly dissolve while the enema was prepared.With her freshly shaven pubic area well exposed in the exam chair, poor Jamie could only hope for the best in the rapidly changing situation. Both Auntie and Jamie watched as the nurse quickly took a fountain syringe from the tall glass cabinet and was soon filling it at the sink. The smell of warm rubber wafting through the room, left little doubt as to what was going to be happening in the small room in the next few minutes. All too quickly, the nurse returned to the end of the exam table and hung the swollen rubber bag from the irrigation stand hook just a few inches away from the left knee of Jamie. She could easily feel the warmth of the solution in the bag that would soon be flooding into her tummy. Jamie watched almost mesmerized as the nurse expertly grabbed the hose from the open top bag and pulled the rather large size adult enema nozzle from the swollen bag. It was one of the new professional nozzles often used on patients with a larger bore to facilitate a rapid inflow and result in a slightly faster filling of the patient. Being young, the nurse was sure Jamie could handle the slightly bigger than normal enema nozzle with no problem. Jamie looked down between her conical breasts and her splayed apart legs as the nurse expertly spread a bit of lubricant on the nozzle. Suddenly the nurse dropped the nozzle out of sight and informed Jamie to, "Take a deep breath and slowly exhale as I insert the nozzle." Jamie did as instructed, while Auntie held her hand a bit more tightly to help her get through the embarrassing and traumatic experience of accepting the big nozzle into her bottom. All too quickly, Jamie felt the warm nozzle touch her tight rear opening and twist slightly while being shoved all the way to the hilt of the nozzle. All that was left visible was the bulge where the hose fitting screwed into the nozzle. The nurse felt satisfied that the insertion had gone easily and her patient was tolerating the office enema experience so well.The nurse noted the look of consternation on the face of Jamie and calmly said to her patient, "This is not that big a deal as it might seem. Even more important is that young women need to get used to having various medical instruments inserted into their bodies. Learning to accept the fact that accepting things being inserted to their intimate parts is just part of growing up. Just the first time or two can be a bit traumatic but most soon get over the shock and just move on."This bit of wisdom seemed to calm Jamie a little but still did not lower her stress level much at all. Her mother still gripped her hand tightly as ever knowing all too well that the clamp would soon unleash the contents of the swollen bag and gravity would do the rest. Her mother knew that the enema had to be done and felt sorry for Jamie in her most embarrassing moment.

The first internal pelvic exam would be just as traumatic but Jamie would have to learn that such things were going to happen for the rest of her life. Jamie resigned to herself that she had survived numerous enemas in the past and resolved to try and tolerate this one as best she could. Growing into adulthood was not without some embarrassing moments it seemed. This enema was a new experience in the fact that she was spreadeagled in the exam chair, her ample buttocks hanging off the end of the table in mid air giving the uneasy sensation that she could fall. The only thing keeping her bottom from falling was that her legs were well supported in the knee crutches and strapped in to insure she did not move about or slip out of the awkward position her body was now in.Holding the nozzle in place with one hand, the nurse grasped the lever of the clamp and flicked it upwards. The resulting metallic click echoed through the room and Auntie again grasped the hand of Jamie even harder, knowing full well that she was experiencing the first surge of warm solution deep in her tummy. With the clamp now useless, the nurse immediately began to massage the tummy of the teen to facilitate quick and efficient travel of the solution, carrying the stimulant medication of the recently inserted suppository deeper into the bowel where it would soon be working its intended magic. It would not be long before the teen would be feeling the internal pressure and soon after, the strong desire to begin emptying her bowels. Auntie told her lovely daughter that it would help to clear her packed bowel and not to worry.

Seems Jamie had tolerated the unexpected enema rather well that day. With the ability of Jamie to take such a large enema, her mother began to suspect that Jamie had been giving herself enemas on a regular basis for at least a year or two. Jamie had been given her own fountain syringe almost 3 years ago right after she got her period. Auntie had assisted with the administration of cleansing douches for the first six months after her period had started. Jamie had been taught to relax as much as possible and even take a nice hot bath before her cleansing douches. That way the tub was nice and warm during the intimate internal cleansing to follow. She had been shown a detailed side view pelvic drawing which illustrated the internal vaginal shape and why the douche nozzle was always to be inserted straight in for about an inch past the introitus and then tilted down and back before being inserted full depth into the vagina. This was why the black nozzle had the anatomical bend. Auntie had made sure to stress the method of laying on her back in the bathtub for her intimate personal hygiene sessions. She also showed Jamie how to administer enemas to herself if she needed them by also lying on her back in the tub with a soft towel to keep her warm. Perhaps the lingering smell of warm rubber in the bathroom after Jamie was done with her evening showers was more than just a cleansing douche event.

Beth had been given a rather thorough exam at the doctor's office. Not only had she received her annual pelvic exam, but she received a final cleansing enema at the doctor's office followed by a rigid sigmoid scope exam of her lower bowel. It was her first lower bowel exam and not near as pleasant as having the doctor examine her female parts stimulating her labia and clitoris. She had always enjoyed the pelvic exams with all of the internal probing with warm fingers and well lubricated instruments. Seemed like every year the sensations became more intense. Having to be placed in the knee chest position for the sigmoid scope exam was the most traumatic of the exam. She felt very exposed with her buttocks pointed up in the air, knowing full well the doctor was getting a good look at her somewhat draped backside. The nurse had stood by the table and held her hand during the entire sigmoid procedure. The nurse knew all too well exactly what it felt like to have to assume the awkward position and experience the long chrome tube slowly enter the bowel.

Some women were able to handle the experience easily and a few did not do well and needed to be encouraged to relax as the full length of the exam tool was deep inside their backsides.Now her tummy hurt from the enema and she wanted to give her body a chance to relax before dinner. She had just experienced her first double balloon enema which had filled her like never before. The nurse kept encouraging her to relax as her lower tummy swelled to unseen proportions. The doctor had come in to check on her enema and was pleased to see the distension in her tummy. Seeing her there on the enema tub canvas with her legs in the special stirrups was a distinct pleasure. He started to consider asking her to participate in a special testing program which evaluated the amount of the enema in relation to the swelling of the tummy. Not much research had been done on the subject and he was part of a group of doctors doing the special study. The big problem was finding young women to participate in the special research. He could tell Beth enjoyed pelvic exams and had never complained about being given enemas.

Her mother reported that Beth took her enemas with no problem from a young age and seemed to enjoy them even more as she got older. Now she gave them to herself most of the time if her mother was not there to help.After the exam was completed and the traumatic sigmoid experience was a fading memory, Doctor Green had a post exam session with Beth and her mother. He reported that Beth was very healthy and the first sigmoid exam had found nothing to worry about. With bowel cancer running in the family, Beth's mother wanted her daughter to be checked from an early age. She knew her daughter would not find the first exam a pleasure but few women did enjoy having the big inspection tube shoved up their backside while on there hands and knees on the exam table. He mentioned that he might like to have Beth participate in a special research program requiring medicinal enemas and related measurement of the belly swelling they caused. There was good money for the participants which also encouraged women to participate in the program. Doctor Green gave Beth the pamphlet describing the special Distension Testing program and the pay schedule. He told her to read it over and let his office know if she might be interested in making some easy money over the next couple of months one or two days a week. It was this pamphlet that Beth started to read as she relaxed a bit more and the pain in her tummy went away.---As Beth lay on the lounge chair reading the informational pamphlet the doctor had given her, she became even more interested in the procedures to be used on the patients. The thought of a long rubber tube being inserted deep into her bowels was a whole new concept. Then there was the inflatable plug that would be used to keep the enema solution in while the measurements were taken in several positions. One of the side effects was that many of the test patients often lost a bit of weight. Loosing a few pounds sounded like a nice side effect and might just help to eliminate her slight tummy bulge before college started in the Fall. She decided to speak with her mother about the testing at dinner. Even better was the pay at one hundred dollars a session. Here was a chance to make some easy money, loose some weight and enjoy the erotic side effects of the many intimate procedures and instruments.

Just the thought of the sessions made her nasty parts tingle. This might be a most fun summer after all.That evening at dinner Beth brought up the subject of the testing far sooner than her mother had expected. Her mother advised that some of the procedures might be embarrassing, but the professional atmosphere and the resulting money would surely make up for the personal invasions. She well understood that Beth did enjoy enemas and never had a problem with them compared to many girls. Perhaps this was a perfect summer job with plenty of time to relax in-between testing sessions. She advised Beth to call the nurse listed in the back of the pamphlet for some more details to make sure she wanted to sign up for the testing procedures.The next day, Beth called the testing nurse to find out a few more details not covered in the pamphlet. The nurse was happy to find out Beth was interested in becoming one of the few to respond back. Serious test patients were hard to find but usually those interested were committed to the entire series of tests. It was best if the test subjects could be followed all the way through the various tests to keep the data as accurate as possible. The nurse even mentioned that some patients might be asked to participate in additional testing sessions if they were found to be suitable for the special tests most did not qualify for. By the time the conversation was over, Beth had decided to sign up and made an appointment to stop by the office the next morning to sign papers and have a pretest evaluation to act as a baseline for the future testing visits.Her mother was glad Beth had decided the testing was going to work for her summer income instead of having to work at some low paying retail sales job in the local stores. Not often did such a chance present itself to most people. The first thing they had to do was to stop by the local drug store and pick up a 18 inch colon tube for the deep cleansing enema Beth had to take the next morning before the medical evaluation. The nurse had called to inform the drug store of the exact size needed so all they had to do was to ask for the tube on their arrival.---

The next day Beth received a phone call regarding her tummy distension testing. Seems someone had forgotten to schedule a barium enema to make sure her colon was not compromised in some unknown way the doctor could not discover with his extensive manual exam and palpation of her tummy. She would have to have the barium enema and pass that evaluation before the actual testing could start. The nurse described the barium enema to Beth over the phone making it sound like it was a very routine procedure. Beth was scheduled to undergo the barium enema and X-ray procedure that afternoon to keep the tummy distension testing on schedule.Her first task was to take two enemas as soon as possible and eat nothing else until she was back home after the procedure. She headed into the bathroom where she used the regular enema nozzle for the first enema. For the second enema she decided to tryout the colon tube that was still in the factory sealed container. She easily remembered the young druggist guy looking at her during the purchase almost as if he would like to see her with the long tube inserted deep into her belly. It was not often that he sold a colon tube to such a sexy young lady. Sure made a bright spot in his day.Beth slipped the bright red rubber tube over the end of the regular enema nozzle after filling the fountain syringe bag. She felt a tingle shoot through her body knowing full well that she would soon be on the towel in the bath tub her legs spread wide slowly slipping the tube ever deeper into her body. She open the clamp and let solution push any air out of the small hole in the end of the tube. She noticed how the hole was pointed towards the side allowing the tube to have a rounded point which would facilitate the forward progress of the instrument. Hanging the swollen syringe bag from the towel rack above the tub, she lay back on the thick towel and proceeded to lube the tube with the special oil provided by the pharmacy. Then she began to insert the tube a few inches at first before opening the clamp to let some warm solution flow into her bowel. Another few inches of insertion and then more solution for a few seconds.

The nurse had advised to only inject a ounce or two of solution before clamping the hose and doing another insertion. She was careful to follow the instructions even in the first time was a bit apprehensive for her and took far longer than she had expected. She was glad her mother was busy with a church group that morning and was not there to assist. Some things were between a woman and her syringe without need for overbearing parents.Each time she released the clamp, she could feel the warmth of the solution deeper in her belly like never before. It was a strange sensation to feel the warm spot suddenly spread deep within her tummy. Soon she was feeling the warm spots moving across her tummy and she knew the tube was in her transverse colon and almost full depth according to the instructions and what the nurse had shared with her. When the tube was full depth of 16 inches, it was time to release the clamp and experience a bowel filling from deep within. The erotic feelings were stirring through her body and her nipples displayed full engorgement as if she had been rubbing her clitoris with the smooth curved shaft of her douche nozzle. She could feel her tummy swelling as the warmth spread deep within her body. If this was anything like the testing enemas she was going to experience, then she was doing the right thing. The bag was shrinking quickly and full of wrinkles but the urge to expel was not near as bad as an enema injection given low down in the rectum. No wonder they had wanted her to learn about the use of a colon tube. Soon the bag was flat and empty. Time to remove the long tube. She clamped the hose and began to slowly pull the long red tube from her swollen belly. The lubricating oil seemed to make the tube slip out extremely easy and it seemed like forever before the sensation of the tubing passing from her tight opening ended. No wonder a friend had once said that the colon tube felt like a, "Long oiled snake being pulled out of her body."Beth expelled the enema and felt like she was more empty than ever before after an enema. her mother arrived home about an hour later and Beth informed her that she had to go in early that afternoon for the barium enema exam of her belly.

That afternoon Beth arrived very hungry to the medical facility where she was informed that due to the error in her testing schedule that they were a bit busy with regular appointments and one emergency they still had to deal with. Things might be a bit slow but to bear in mind that they would get her worked into the schedule.Sooner than she estimated, the testing nurse called her back to her destiny with her first barium enema. She had to strip and put on the short thin gown allowing easy access to her well formed buttocks. Son the nurse had her in the special room where enemas were given. There was a cloth divider in the middle of the room so two patients could be serviced at the same time. The other table was empty for the moment and Beth was soon on her back with her legs strapped into the leather loops that hung down from the bar over the middle of the table. She felt very vulnerable but knew it had to be done. Soon the nurse was showing her a retention nozzle that would be inserted into her backside to retain the barium during the X-ray machine time. The nozzle was lubricated and was slipped in. The inflation of the nozzle was a whole new experience which let her know that this was going to be a serious adventure in rectal capacity. The nurse then brought the big bag full of the white substance that would soon be injected into her tummy. The size of the bag was most intimidating. She was told that not all of it would be needed as each persons capacity was different. The tubing was connected to the nozzle and the clamp released. The nurse set the flow to extreme slow so the experience would not be traumatic. Many of the testing subjects had exhibited difficulties with the barium enema test and had opted out of the rest of the testing experience. The need for a few go the distance patients was more important than ever as the testing period as almost over and the bare minimum of patients has signed up.

With Beth slowly filling up with the thick white solution, the nurse had little to do until another nurse came in with a patient who did not seem real thrilled to be in the enema room. Beth lay there and could not help but hear as the girl was placed on the table and strapped down.

The nurse then told the patient that she would be receiving a very special enema containing ox bile to help her deal with the severe constipation resulting from her recent use of stolen drugs. The nurse told the girl that the ox bile enema was often times very painful as it caused severe intestinal cramps in some patients but not all patients. Each case was different and the straps insured they did not become too active and hurt themselves. While the other nurse prepared the enema for the girl next to her, Beth was told that her enema would still take a long while. She was to let the nurse know if she was having any difficulty, otherwise, her nurse would be right there in the room preparing the hot ox bile solution for the other nurse.Beth lay there wondering what was so bad abut the ox bile enema to herself. She had never heard of such an enema before and it had her curiosity. It was not long before the girl on the other side of the curtain was having a nozzle shoved up her backside as her protests were significant. She was adamant that she did not want an enema if it was going to hurt. Beth heard the clamp and the nurse explaining that the enema was to lubricate her bowel for the passage of the colon tube and the fecal mass as it was passed from her body. Soon the clamp was closed next door and Beth saw her nurse pass by with a huge glass piston syringe filled with a nasty green looking solution which had to contain the the ox bile solution. Attached to the end of the syringe was a 12 inch long red colon tube just like the longer one she had used that morning. The girl was told that the colon tube was now gong to be inserted and she would feel it advance into her tummy. Once fully inserted, the ox bile would be injected deep into her bowels where it would do the most good before it was expelled. The girl was still not happy based on her complaints of her tummy still hurting.

Beth was beginning to feel full of the barium, but was curious to hear the ox bile experience only a few feet away from her behind the curtain.The other nurse told the girl, I will massage your tummy while she inserts the tube and injects the ox bile. With that there was silence as the nurse began shoving the tube into the patient. It was not long before her nurse was heard to say, the tube is in full length and I will now begin the injection of the ox bile. Beth listened and soon the girl began to complain that she was feeling cramps and burning sensations deep in her tummy. The complaints were met with little regard except for that there is still more ox bile to be injected, so bear with the injection your are a big girl and old enough to know better than to do drugs if you have a drivers license. As a senior in high school, some of the more difficult situations of your drug use are coming back to haunt you right now.Beth could hold no more solution and called for her nurse to come to her needs. The nurse was right there and clamped off the barium before calling the X ray lab to inform them that Beth was ready for their attention.

Beth lay there as the hose was removed from the almost empty bag hanging above her body. She felt very full and her tummy was definitely bigger than normal. She cold not believe that she could hold some much solution.While she waited to be taken to the X ray lab, the girl next to her was given the last of the syringe full of ox bile causing even more complaints from the patient. Before she was taken away in a wheelchair, Beth saw her nurse head back to the sink area with a now empty piston syringe. She was glad she did not have to experience the painful enema and wondered how the patient would expel the mass of fecal matter causing her so much trouble.---Beth somehow survived the series of positions on the cold hard table of the X-ray machine.

Moving into the different positions desired by the technician with a belly full of barium solution was not easy but it only had to be done once. The young woman informed her that if she could survive the barium enema experience, that she would find the tummy distension testing much easier. Most of the women in the testing had reported that the barium test was by far the most difficult part. When done the technician helped her from the table with the balloon nozzle still retaining the most uncomfortable solution in her tummy. A quick trip to the toilet where the outer bulb was released first. She was then sat on the toilet and the inner bulb was released and pulled from her bottom. It took a long time for the barium to be expelled from her bowel. She noticed the patient document on the back of the door in front of her telling about a rinse enema to help clear the remaining barium from all patients.Eventually Beth informed the technician that she was completed with the barium expulsion and she was escorted back to the enema room where she had started 4 minutes earlier. The other table was still in use by the girl who had been receiving the ox bile enema. Presently the girl was in a knee chest position her bulbous bottom high in the air. Her nurse appeared to have just inserted a balloon nozzle just like she had been given the barium with. She heard the nurse say to the girl, "Now just try to relax as the ox bile needs to be rinsed out of you before the doctor can examine you internally."

Beth was soon back on the table and a nice warm rinse enema of saline solution was injected into her bowel with a short colon tube. Being able to lay on her side during the rinse enema really help to relax her after the traumatic barium enema experience. While she was having the rinse enema, the head nurse came in and announced to Beth that the X-ray report was positive and she was free from any issues that would remove her from the distension testing. This helped Beth to relax hoping that she could keep the schedule that was to include the first distension enema test the next morning.On the way home, Beth asked her mother about an ox-bile enema and what it was used for. Her mother had worked in a hospital just out of high school and was very knowledgeable about medical procedures. Beth told her mother about the girl receiving the seemingly painful enema while she was preparing for the X-ray machine. Her mother replied, "My older sister had to have an ox bile enema long ago when she became constipated from some pain medication. I can still remember her crying during the enema as my mother and grandmother administered the enema in the bathroom. My sister claimed it felt like liquid fire had been released in her tummy that afternoon. I am sure the girl was not real happy, just like my sister."Beth then told her mother that she had to take another rinse enema that evening before bedtime. Also, that she had to be back at the facility the next afternoon for the first distension testing procedure.---

That evening Beth retired to the bathroom to take the mandated second rinse enema to insure all of the barium was completely removed from her bowels. She had so enjoyed the use of the colon tube recently and decided to use it for this enema. She soon had the syringe filled to capacity and hung from the towel rack above the bathtub. The smell of warm rubber filled the small room intensifying the experience for her.Removing her bathrobe, she was now naked and her nipples were already showing enlargement from the syringe preparation moments a few minutes earlier. Preparing your own enema or douche seemed to have that effect on her for the past few months and it was one that she was learning to enjoy more each time. Just touching the nozzle brought tingles to her private parts. She wondered if all girls had the same naughty feelings as she did. With a relatively clean colon, she decided to try a different method of inserting the colon tube before laying back in the tub.Retrieving the bottle of mineral oil from under the sink, she placed it in the sink and filled the sink with warm water to warm the oil. Next she grabbed the small 3 ounce infant syringe where it was kept in the top shelf of the medicine cabinet seldom used as she had gotten older.

She remember well how it had been used by her mother and sometimes her grandmother to give her needed enemas as a much younger girl. She liked the way the white rubber bulb of the syringe was so soft and pliable making it very easy to squeeze. She opened the now warm mineral oil container and soon had the infant syringe filled with the warm oil. The black nozzle now glistened with the thick oil. She bent over the sink until her sensitive puffy nipples touched the cold tiles and reached back to inject the 3 ounces of oil into her backside. The nice warm squirt of oil felt nice and would surely make the tube slip in easier. Next, she grabbed the 16 inch long colon tube and slipped the tip of the tube into the mineral oil bottle. She then refilled the syringe and stuck the nozzle into the connector end of the tube and proceeded to squeeze the white rubber bulb. It was easy to watch the oil as it was injected up into the tube until it finally squirted the last of the air into the bottle. A nice way to fill the tube and not make a mess. That would be enough mineral oil to get the tube inserted into her body.Taking the colon tube with infant syringe still attached with her, she quickly sat back in the towel covered tub and lay back spreading her legs wide. She brought the business end of the colon tube to bear on her well oiled back passage and easily slipped it inside like a professional medical person. She was becoming rather proficient as sticking things into her mature body and felt more like an adult instead of always having someone taking care of such procedures. Taking a few deep breaths to relax, she commenced to push and twist the tube deeper and deeper up into her large bowel. This time it seemed to be going much easier than the first time. Only once did she have to squeeze the white bulb in order to ease the tube further in. Soon the full 16 inch length was lodged in her tummy and the infant syringe was placed on the soap dish and replaced quickly by the adult enema nozzle. The big adult enema nozzle plugged the end of the colon tube even better insuring no leaks during the injection.Beth felt comfortable with the situation and reached up to the shinny nickel plated lever style clamp on the hose.

A quick flick of the lever with her thumb sent the second rinse enema of the day rushing deep into her colon. The nurse had advised to be sure and do a high enema injection at home to insure the barium was completely rinsed out of her body. She figured the deep injection point would insure the orders were followed correctly. The warmth spreading in her belly was very relaxing as she was becoming more at ease with injections into her bowels all the time. The sensual pleasures of the slow deep injection soon had more tingles spreading through her body and her nipples were standing up like twin peaks. Even her new bikini top would be too thin to keep the nipple enlargement hidden from anyone seeing her is such a state of sexual excitement. She reached down to feel her puffy labia and was not surprised that she was rather swollen in the labia area, her clitoris slightly swollen and lubrication leaking from her vagina. Perhaps she would follow the enema with a warm douche to bring some relief to her very excited private parts.Then the thought that she might exhibit sexual excitement during the first distension test enema the next day crossed her mind.

Maybe there would be another young lady on the receiving end of an ox bile enema to distract her from having nasty thoughts and feelings. Tomorrow would be an interesting day for sure as she looked up to see her syringe bag now about half full and showing wrinkles. Her tummy was starting to pout a bit and she knew that the rest of the enema would be a bit less comfortable.A few minutes later, Beth had reached her capacity based on her internal swelling. Her tummy bulge was surely visible and the syringe bag was almost empty, save for an once or two of solution still remaining. She clamped the lever down firmly as always to be sure of no leaks during the removal of the tube. She liked the lever style clamp much better compared to the pinch style clamp. Not only did the lever style clamp look better, it was easier to operate as it took less effort to operate. She lay there a few minutes before beginning to slowly pull the tube from her bowels. She could not help but note how her nipples were by now fully engorged with blood and sticking out proudly from the middle of the puffy aureola.

The next afternoon found Beth at the medical office for her first tummy distention testing enema procedure. She sat there reading a magazine when a mother and a 18 year old teenage girl about her age came in. The girl looked nervous as she sat in the chair next to Beth. Her mother checked in with the office manager behind the desk and they spoke briefly. Then a few pages of paper stapled together were handed to the mother before she sat down next to her daughter. Beth could hear the mother as she spoke to her shapely daughter, "Here, you are to read this short document which describes the procedure that will be done to you this afternoon." With that the daughter took the sheaf of papers and began to read through them. It was only a few minutes before the teen was done reading the pages and with a look of horror, "Are they really going to have to do all those things to me today?"The mother softly replied so Beth could barely hear, "Why yes, how else do you expect to get cured of that nasty infection you have been suffering with for over a week. It will not go away without some serious help. Perhaps this experience will teach you to stay away from boys that have infections and still want to squirt things into your body."About that time a nurse appeared at the door leading back to the exam and treatment rooms.

Beth expected to be called, but instead the teen and her mother were called back. For some reason, the teen left the papers on the table next to where she had been sitting. As soon as they had vanished through the door, Beth grabbed the papers and began to read. What an eye opening reading experience, she had no clue there was such a thing as a Medicated Treatment Retention Douching Procedure. No wonder the teen was rather nervous looking. As she read the series of steps in the procedure, she realized that the teen had good reason to be rather upset with what was going to be happening to her sensitive girly parts.First part of the procedure was to make sure the patient had an empty bowel so the vagina could expand to its fullest extent allowing the medicated douche solution to reach into the normally folded areas deep inside.Second was to shave the entire pubic area to make sure of a good seal between the skin of the vulva and the retention shield. At this time, often a rubber diaphragm is fitted to the cervix to make sure the medicated solution does not pass into the uterus.Third was to inspect the fit of the anatomical shaped retention shield for a good leak free seal with the labia majora of the patient. If the seal was not of the most correct due to the variance in female anatomy, saline injections would be needed to puff up the labia for a good seal with the retention shield.Fourth was to disinfect the entire vulva and the labia to prepare for the saline injections. Before the saline could be injected, the doctor would inject the labia with some anesthetic so the saline injections would not be quite so painful if at all. The anesthetic injections would be placed as needed to insure the proper areas of the labia were well numbed up. The document described it like a trip to the dentist office for having a tooth filled. A brief burning sensation was all that would be felt.Next was to fit a special retention shield holding belt around the waist of the patient while the numbing medication took effect. It was more like a heavy duty garter belt designed to hold the retention shield snug up against the labia for 5 to 10 minutes at a time. The belt had three basic straps, one in the back which came up from below to secure the bottom of the shield. The other two straps were on either side of the pubic area giving a nice three point holding option.

The saline injections were then administered in the marked areas of the labia to puff them up. The patient might feel some pressure but little if any pain. Three to four injections of saline might be needed in either labia to achieve a desirable seal for the next half hour of treatment.The patient was advised that the localized swelling of the labia would remain for several hours at most until the saline was slowly absorbed into the body.Next the retention shield was attached to the special security belt tabs and adjusted as needed for a good seal and alignment of the nozzle opening of the shield with the entrance of the vagina. Then the doctor would lube the special nozzle and slowly slip it into the nozzle orifice of the shield and then deep inside the patient's vagina.Before Beth could read anymore of the document, she was called back for her first session. She set the papers down on the table and followed the nurse into the long hallway where the teen and her mother had disappeared only a few minutes before. She wondered to herself what would be happening next in the special retention douche procedure. Up to the point where she had stopped reading, the anesthetic injections into the outer labia seemed like the worst part of the experience. She could not bear to think about needles being stuck in her most sensitive body parts, even if for a needed medical treatment. Beth tried to image the teen all strapped into the stirrups of an exam table and having to endure such an experience. At least her mother would be there to help comfort her in the time of distress.Halfway down the long hallway, there was a door not marked Examination Room like the others they had passed.

This one was marked Irrigations and was closed. Just as they were opposite the door, another nurse came from the opposite direction pushing a beautiful cream colored irrigation trolley with 4 small wheels. From the top of the trolley hung a rather large red rubber fountain syringe bag with a hose leading down to a small glass cylinder which is where the red hose ended connected to a douche nozzle. The nurse excused herself for being in their way and pushed the door open dragging the syringe filled irrigation trolley in behind her. A peek in the door showed a rather interesting room with an elevated tub on a well tiled base matching the small black and white tiles of the floor. Strapped into stirrups on top of the canvass covered tub was a young lady of perhaps 25 years that was surely to be on the receiving end of the syringe being brought in the door. Also, noted was a doctor with a big chrome plated piston syringe appearing to fill the syringe from a glass container of solution. Beth could see no more as the door soon closed and they moved further down the hallway to a room marked Treatment Room. Just stopping at the door was a sign to Beth that this was where she was going to be experiencing her first testing enema.

Once inside, the Treatment Room, it looked much the same as the room marked Irrigations, but there seemed to be some newly placed equipment like she had never seen in a medical facility before. Beth was immediately instructed to remove all of her clothing and to leave the clothing on the chair behind the small privacy curtain. When she reappeared, the nurse called her over to the scale where she stood, her breasts jutting out with no visible sag at all. She stood on the scale as the nurse adjusted the weights of the balance beam only inches from her acorn nipples. With her current weight established, she was placed against a contoured thing the nurse called the back board. There she was to stand with her back against the soft leather of the backboard while a front board was dropped down from the ceiling. The front board had numerous plunger points that were soon adjusted to specific points on her body including her tummy area to establish a baseline set of measurements. These measurements were recorded as the before points and would be compared to the second set of after points while she was retaining the enema solution. Next the front board was raised and then a cloth tape measure was used to measure around the tummy and then a torso measurement was made from her first lumbar vertebrae through her crotch up across her tummy to the Xyphoid process of her sternum. The light touch of the cloth tape as it passed over her sensitive labia sent nasty tingles through her body and she felt her nipples begin to swell a bit from the slight stimulation. The last thing she wanted was for her body to begin showing signs of sexual stimulation, even though the information she had been given warned that such could be the case for many of the participants.

Beth knew well just how big her nipples could grow with stimulation under the right conditions.Next the front board was raised back to its starting location and she was taken over to an exam table with leg rest stirrups. She had only been in foot rest stirrups before this moment and wondered what they would feel like on her lower legs. Soon she was being adjusted to the table and her legs fitted to the stirrups which supported her lower legs rather comfortably.The nurse said, "These stirrups most women find more comfortable if they are to be in the exam position for a long period of time."At least she would be comfortable instead of having the cold metal stirrups pressing into her feet . She then watched as the nurse began to prepare the first enema of her testing procedure. Instead of a standard red rubber bag to hold the solution, the nurse was using a tall graduated glass cylinder so the amount injected could be easily monitored. As Beth had suspected, the nurse soon approached her with a tray containing a tube of lubricant and a special tube of amber color with a blunt end and a hole in the side near the end. A plastic syringe was also on the tray. Beth tried to relax a bit as the nurse set the tray on the pull out shelf on the side of the exam chair. There the plastic syringe was hooked up to the rubber nozzle and the plunger pushed. To her surprise, a rather large swelling soon occurred near the hole in the tip of the amber tubing.The nurse showed her the expanded balloon and said, "This is a test just to make sure the retention balloon is working and not defective before I inserted it into your bottom. Do not worry, I will deflate the balloon before I slip the nozzle into you. Just try and relax as the nozzle is inserted."With that, Beth watched as the fancy amber retention nozzle was brought to her splayed apart legs and a bit of lubricant spread on the end of the nozzle. Next the experienced hands of the nurse were soon shoving the amber nozzle past her sphincter muscles and a few inches up into her very clean bowel. Beth watch intensely as the nurse now attached the syringe to the nozzle again and pushed the plunger filling the balloon inside her with 40ccs of air. She instantly felt the swelling happening. Next would surely be the injection of the solution from the graduated cylinder with the long red hose coming out of the bottom. It was too late to back out of the testing now and she was in no position to ask for the nurse to stop.