Enema Fantasy

Since being born lactose intolerant, my youth was spent with an abundance of Kaopectate. If I stopped drinking milk, I suppose I would have gotten clogged. Little did anyone know that I secretly wanted to be enemized. Dreams about having a butt full of whipped cream started when I was 5-6.

My uncle would laugh about his red bag youth, and his wife was my fave aunt. I fantasize that she would have administered me a whopper. Especially in front of my girl cousins. I had 4 aunts, one great, the others not so much. But this one!!! Whew. Little could they realize that while at the table on vacation, laughing over boyhood memories of the red bag, I'd be squirming.

Here's hoping some of you might have been in this state and want to share the humor.

Now, alone in my office, I can treat myself as wanted, but I would so prefer a sweet lady to help.

Y'know?

Another part of my Fan for my exams!