Turns - By Jillie Ann Nellison

This is one of my twenty stories with bottoms themes. Anyway, the stories are rather 'gentle' - I think that was the word that a friend used; I think of them as the Hallmark Channel of bottoms readings. So... thank you for trying to get through these.

Lovingly and gently, jillie

Copyright © 2016 USA -- By Jillie Ann Nellison

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Dana and I were sorting the laundry we had just finished down in the basement. Dana was our third housemate, with Sharlene and me only a few weeks. "Date tonight?" I asked. "Yeah. With Edward. Not real exciting, but I guess we both need a little action, y'know? I don't think I want us to get too impassioned - just to get off. I'm thinking I'll try letting him go into my rear. I haven't done that in ages and he brought it up last time we dated, like he wanted to try that. Yeah. What do you think? Think it will work - for both of us? You do that more than I do.' "I guess it'll work. I mean, if he isn't huge like he'd hurt you." "Eddie? Not likely! Besides, he said he wanted to try that way more than once. Should I do anything to get ready? Like cleaning there - should I do an enema or something?" "Probably. Have you pooped today, Dana?" "Nah, not yet. I don't even remember if I did yesterday, Jan. An enema, huh. Yuckie - but I guess I should, at least for his sake. Huh?" "Dana, if you didn't go yesterday, what might make it easier and more thorough would be to take a suppository now and then to take an enema later, before you go out, if you still need to. The suppository will do some good, maybe enough - and it will get enough out that the enema would be easier. Less yuckie-yuck! But I don't have any suppositories, I don't think." "Hmmm. Maybe that's an idea. I don't have any suppositories, either, though. Hey, Sharlene - do you still have any? Can I borrow one?" Our third roomie, Sharlene, was done with her laundry already, folding the last piece. She replied that she was fairly sure she did, and checked in her dresser. "Yup, I do. How about this? After you finish folding you just lie on your bed and stick up your butt and I'll give you one, Dana. I can put it in high for you so it will work well and be more comfortable and maybe faster. And you don't have to borrow it - you can keep it." "Yeah? You don't mind putting it up my ass, Shar?" "Geez, no, Dana. I used to have to give my little sisters suppositories or enemas quite often. Sometimes even to my little brother." "Oh, I didn't know that. Okay, Shar, I'll be your little sister, then, and you can do what you think I need. Just don't do anything that'll make me keep pooping for hours and hours tonight." Shar got out a jar of suppositories after Dana and I finished the laundry, and showed the jars of lubricant and suppositories to Dana, as I helped by laying out a pillow across the middle of Dana's bed. "Okay, big sisters. What do I have to do?" "Not much, Dana; Shar and I will be taking care of you. Just lie down with the pillow under your hips to raise them a little, and big sister Shar will do the rest. Dana pulled her pants down to her ankles and lay down on the pillow. "Lift your legs so I can get your clothes all the way off, Dana. I don't want you to trip if you have to jump on over to the bathroom real fast." "Oh. I'm sorry, Shar. At least I don't have to get over your knees like when how I got them when I was a baby." She pulled off her slacks and panties. I gently spread Dana's cheeks for Shar, and she pushed in a dollop of lubricating jelly. "Oh!" Dana exclaimed. "Did I hurt you?" Shar's finger was still high up her rear. "No. I guess I just wasn't ready. No, it just feels full. And funny. Not hurting." "Okay, then; that was just lube. Now I'll do the suppository, Dana." Dana pushed out a little to help, and Shar slid it in really far. Quickly, though, Shar had to pee, so I sat beside Dana and took over. I rubbed it gently against her upper rectal wall. "Feel okay?" "I guess. Did you do your little brothers and sisters, too? It feels weird. Full. A little tingly, sort of. It's starting to feel like a chili pepper is in my can. How many people are going up my ass this evening?" "Just let me know when it starts to feel real tingly, okay Dana?" "Are you going to rub it in like you're doing now until then? I think it's up pretty high, Janet." "No, I think I'm going to rub it in till whenever it works. I mean, if rubbing it in doesn't hurt you. That might make it work faster. Anyway, for sure we'll get to know each other better!" Shar returned. "Oh, I've been replaced! The little Dutch girl has a new finger in the dike." "What does that crack mean?" "Oh, take it easy. Dike - D I K E, Dana. Nothing personal: the Dutch boy – never mind. Just relax and let it work. Anyway, Janet is right. Rubbing it in sometimes helps. I used to have to rub them in for a long time when I had to give them to my little brother, but that was mostly so he wouldn’t push them out." Dana and I talked a little bit about Eddie, and Arthur, whom she also sometimes dated. After five minutes she told me that it was starting to feel like a gentle burning was spreading inside. "Is it okay, or is my massage in there hurting you?" "I - well, it isn't hurting. It feels weird - still full, and like I'm maybe slowly losing control, sort of. Maybe a little good, too. I don't really have to go yet, but I can tell it is working. Or something is happening, anyway. I can't remember how long since I've had a suppository in my can. I can't really tell a bowel urge from the other sensations." "Well, I think that when it is time you won't still have that problem! I think I can help it work better for you, Dana." I changed from very delicate little strokes in her butt, to longer strokes and bigger circles. "Janet!" "What is it? Are you okay?" "Do you know what you are doing? It started to feel really good when you changed how you massaged it. If you keep that up you're going to make me wet. Wow!" "Of course I am, little sister. Just relax and go with it now. You know that you can't control it any more. Just let us make you feel good and empty you like you need." Sharlene looked over at us and quickly joined me. Shar snugged up beside us on the other side of Dana and gently stroked her. "Oh, Sharlene..." Dana involuntarily stuck up her butt a bit so Shar and I had better access to her genitals. I brushed her there very lightly, and she gasped. I had never done anything like this to her, but I knew she had no special paranoia or religious scruples. "Not yet, baby. I need to make sure you're going to have a real good emptying, like I promised you, but I'll make sure that you'll feel so-o-o good down there first. You don't have to do anything at all now, because I know you can't control anything down there any more, can you?" "Oh, Janet, Sharlene! - Oh!" Shar and I began to rub both places together, high up her rectum and her swollen clitty. Dana started to very lightly almost sob. "It's okay, baby. I promised to take care of you. Go with it, now. You can't stop it so let it all out/” I just murmured to her for a couple more minutes, and then she began to catch her breath in gasps. Shar held Dana up a bit, arched up for me. Now I changed my rhythm to a deeper, more urgent pattern both inside her and out, and in moments she shuddered and was coming and groaning with pleasure. And then, as her sexual stimulation slowly dissipated, her bowel urge built up and took over all control, and in a few more moments she had to run to potty. I could tell that the medicine had been as effective as pleasurable. Finally she came out and plopped down on her bed. "Oh, Sharlene, Janet, oh! Wow! Do I still need that enema, do you think?" "Probably, I'd say." Shar and I agreed. "Do you give enemas like suppositories?" "Probably, I'd say; yah. You just let yourself go so we take control down there, all control, and make you empty - and feel so good." "Geez. I don't think I need Eddie tonight. Oh, I guess I have to; it's shitty to cancel this late. But that sure took care of everything I needed. Can we do that again, maybe more often?" I looked at out little enema and suppository supply. "Probably, I'd say; yah. Yah, if you want to take turns, Dana." "Yeah, we will have to get more goodies, too," Shar added. "Okay, when?" "Maybe you can do it with us a lot more often, Dana." "Okay... Yes, Dana!" Shar agreed. "The three of us can play together." "Hey, guys, the enema will sort of make me have diarrhea for a while, won't it?" "Maybe, Dana. For a few minutes, anyway." "Then I won't lie!" Dana phoned up Eddie: she had suddenly come down with a case of diarrhea and she was shitting her bottom off. She certainly didn't want him to catch anything. Yes, three or four days, yes, let’s try again then....” Dana grinned at Shar and me. "Okay guys, now I'm ready to start taking our turns!" =END= Copyright © 2016 USA -- By Jillie Ann Nellison