Suppository: An embarrassment

Is suppository a synonym for "embarrassment" for you ? Well mention the incidents where you had to be humiliated beyond your imaginations just because someone had to forcefully insert a suppository, or you were caught using one, or someone played a prank,... ...and the likes. What was it like going through the condition and do you enjoy seeing people, being embarrassed to have suppositories half-stuck out of their butt??

While growing up I was on the receiving end of many "treatments" to relieve constipation or correct perceived bad behavior. Bulb and fountain syringe Ivory soapsuds enemas were the most frequently administered cures, but close seconds were glycerine suppositories and Ivory soapsticks. I found these particularily embarrassing as they were usually given in the knee chest position and inserted only part way, held in place, and slid back and forth to enhance their action. To further cause embarrasement my older sisters, who were all nursing students, were frequently called upon to assist and observe.

Embarrassment? Well, a little bit when I go shopping them... I always feel a bit uncomfortable.

I have always considered suppositories embarrassing. While I'm sure it was embarrassing to get them when I was young, there are other events that I more clearly recall being embarrassed about. Here are 3 examples:

A while after I stopped getting suppositories regularly there was a day that I was having trouble and my mother wasn't home. My father told me that if I didn't go soon he would have to put a suppository up my butt. He had never given me one before and the thought horrified me. Luckily I was able to go on my own before he made good on the threat.

I recall another time when I was a bit older, my mom suggested I take a stool softener and I said "no". She then asked if I'd rather take suppositories. By this time I had started to want them but I emphatically said "NO" because I was just too embarrassed to say yes. I've always kind of regretted that decision.

Though I only got suppositories when I was fairly young, my parents left the jar with the few remaining suppositories in the fridge door for many years. I would always get a rush of excitement and embarrassment when I would open the fridge and see that pink jar nestled in the door. Sometimes when I thought no one was around I would open the jar and look at or touch the suppositories. One time my mom came into the kitchen as I was doing this. I'm not sure if she saw what I was doing but I was horrified that she could have.

So yes, I've always found suppositories embarrassing, and I still do. Though at this point I think I'd be more likely to get over it and say "yes" if someone offered them to me. Oh and yes, I love the idea of watching a woman who finds suppositories embarrassing receive them.

To my younger self they were not only "embarrassment" but "pain", "domination", "assault". (Which is why I can't help feeling guilty about inflicting the same on my dd, even though it's definitely needed).

Yes, for me suppositories are synonymous with embarrassment.Also, the idea that someone feels ashamed while is given a suppository excites me a lot!

To avoid embarrassment I make suppos by myself. It is not so difficult.

Absolutely YES!

I have always thought that everybody could 'read' my mind when I was thinking at suppositories.

Of course they are! I have always found them embarassing, and that's why I like to take them. Since I was a child, lay down or bend over just to wait the insertion was one of the most humiliating things for me. It's humiliating and embarassing, insert them and not been able to retain yourself (speaking of the laxative types).

My boyfriend love to make me feel ashamed when we use suppositories for roleplay sex, he keeps on asking what I feel and if the suppositories are melting.

When my boyfriend used suppositories for medically reasons he was terribly ashamed and he took a lot of time just to insert one (and I have to admit it, even if I was worried for his health, a part of me was incredible excited by his embarassement).

It's embarassing even to buy the suppositories, I always think that the pharmacist is judging me 😃

In conclusion I think that suppositories are for most of the people synonim of embarassement.

Embarrassment and humiliation, both part of the entire suppository experience.

I still can't even say the word "suppository" without feeling embarrassed. I think the origin of this goes all the way back to when I was a small child and I suffered that "humiliation beyond imagination" that you talked about. I have posted this account before but it really fits the category here!

The whole family, including our maid, were on vacation in a rented house by the sea. I was four years old and by that time the slippery little cylinders had become the bane of my life. One day my mom informed me that she was sending our maid to the local pharmacy to buy more glycerin suppositories for me because she had run out of them ..... and that I was going to accompany her because the walk would be good for my ‘constipation ’. Well naturally, the anxiety that I felt as I held our maid's hand as we walked to that pharmacy, was awful because we both knew why we were going there, but it was nothing compared to what then took place!

There was an extremely attractive lady in a sort of white nylon nurse’s uniform serving behind the counter and I remember sheepishly looking up at the lady as our maid stood at the counter and asked her for a box of glycerin suppositories. The lady asked her if she needed adult or child size suppositories to which she replied, in front of everyone ... "child size". What embarrassment I felt because it was obvious to every stranger in that pharmacy that they were for me! The lady smiled, walked over to a shelf and came back with the familiar flat white box and put it on the counter. As the lady told our maid the price and waited as she searched for coins in her purse, she looked down at me, still smiling! I was totally devastated since even this lady, a complete stranger, knew exactly what was going to happen to me and probably found it extremely amusing imagining me crying and squirming around in a futile attempt to avoid having one of those suppositories shoved up my butt! I will never forget the following conversation. I really don’t know what possessed me, but probably from feeling so intensely embarrassed and trying to save face, I looked up at the lady and said, very defiantly, "I'm not having one you know!" Well, to my horror, she looked down at me and, with a big grin on her face, she said “Oh yes you are!". “Oh no, I’m not!” I retorted, to which she again replied, with an even bigger grin on her face, “Oh yes you are!” As our maid prepared to me out of the pharmacy all I could do to try and save face was to keep repeating "I'm not having one you know!" but every single time I said it, the lady looked down at me, with the same big grin on her face, saying "Oh yes you are!" She was obviously really enjoying teasing me due to my defiant reaction. I had never ever felt so utterly embarrassed, humiliated and frustrated since she had the last word and I was totally powerless to do anything about it. As we walked back to the house all I could think about was the terrible indignity which I had suffered at the hands of that lady, who obviously must have found it extremely amusing imagining what was going to happen to me once we got back to the house.

Many years ago we were visiting cousins that had a general store. My mother was settling up with stuff she had bought when suppositories came up, my mother looked straight at me and I must have turned 20 shades of red. Also in the room were both of my beautiful cousins about twice my age that I had a crush on both of them. The conversation then changed to how embarrassed I was which at the time was an understatement.

Embarrassment, yes, My aunt gave me some Valium suppositories when I was in my twenties, Then I still looked about 12 and was hairless and skinny. I had to undress in the bathroom, finding the insertion very uncomfortable to begin with, as they felt much bigger than they were, After a few days of having suppositories I was more relaxed about it, and they slipped in easily.

I was embarrassed when I was a child and I was afraid that my friends would learn that my mother still puts on suppositories. I was ashamed when my mother asked the doctor to give me a suppository medicine. I was also ashamed when I was at the pharmacy with my mother when she bought suppositories, rubber gloves and petroleum jelly. Everyone seemed to be looking at me. I didn't like it when she told friends women that she had put a suppository for me yesterday. I was very embarrassed at that time.