First suppository

Does anyone want to share their first suppository experience, this is mine.

I had a tylenol once when I was like 11 or 12. I remember the nurse asking me if I wanted to try swallowing a pill or get it the other way. I felt so horrible I said the other way thinking she meant a shot. Next thing I know I'm on my tummy and she's giving me a suppository. I still jerk off thinking about it

I think I have only received one once and it was in the ER when I was probably 7 or 8. I was traveling with my grandparents and I remember getting really sick and had a high fever. I don't remember a whole lot but I do remember the nurses asking my grandparents to leave the room. Then I don't remember anything else except after it was all over and the nurse telling me to try to leave it in as long as possible. Then I remember when we got back to the hotel room I immediately headed for the bathroom, lol. But that's all I can remember. Funny, I haven't thought about that in years.

Mashie

I don't know if it was my first, but it's the first one that I can remember. I think I was 4 or 5.

I had a really bad stomach virus. Vomiting, retching and dry heaves when there was nothing left to vomit up. Very dizzy, room would not stop moving. My pediatrician phoned in for some Compazine pediatric suppositories. I remember being on my left side, facing the wall on the "day bed" - fold up bed/chair thing that was popular in the 1960's that was folded out to be a mattress on the floor, staring at the wall. I remember my mom separated my cheeks and inserted the suppository and told me to stay on my side. Not long after, the room spinning and the retching settled down as the drug took effect. I remember my mouth being dry, and staring at the wall for what seemed like hours.

The walls were light blue.

I don't recall all the details but I do remember laying on my bed, on my back, with my legs up as my mother put the long (though not as long as it could have been), white suppository in me. I remember crying and begging her to take it out because it hurt. She told me that it was inside me and she couldn't take it out even if she wanted to. I think I ran around my room for a while as it worked.

While it seemed utterly horrible at the time, I would love to relive those experiences now.

I was a year old and I remember mom putting something up my bum.

I was 18 or 19...glycerine suppository, self administered. I think I was more nervous about going into the drug store to buy the suppositories, then I was actually inserting it and waiting for it's effect. As is it, glycerine suppositories do little for me.

Was just over a year ago, shortly after joining Zity Biz. Someone challenged me to try one so I did. Took about ten minutes and then I realised that they were vicious little so-and-so's. Resisted and a few minutes later a bigger kick, then calm and then.... oowwww, not funny. Held on for 25 minutes and then... well you get the picture. Those were glycerine ones. I've now got some bisacodyl ones to try out at some point, or at least for when someone tells me to give them a go.

Ok call me a slow starter. I am 58 and just tried it about a year ago. I gently slipped a bullet shaped suppository in. About 15 minutes later i felt like my butt hole was on fire. I found this to be uncomfortable. Maybe someone can suggest a better brand.

My first time was with marshmallows. I filled myself and when I pulled the diaper up I was shaking. I was super nervous, barely lasted that long until it all came out...felt completely helpless and juvenile...and the squishy marshmallows made it feel super full...been kinda addicted since ^^;;

I experienced my first suppository when I was two or three years old. My mom gave it to me on her bed with me lying on my back in the legs up position. The insertion felt horrible, like pooping but in reverse, and I was crying. That was just the first of many over the next few years.

My brother and I used to get them. Just about any time I would get them would be inconvenient for us to have the urge for a BM. Like church on Sunday or if we were going to take long trips. We were probably 4-6 yrs old

Virtually my earliest memory is of being maybe 1 year old, and being taken into the toilet - and mum reaching into the bathroom cabinet and pulling out what looked like lipsticks in a display case. She pulled my panties down and sat me on her lap on the toilet. I heard her say something about "jelly" - possibly "jelly bullets", a nickname for what I was about to be subjected to.

I couldn't have imagined that anything painful was about to happen, I trusted my parents totally. And then I felt my bottom being opened and something unimaginably large being pushed up my tiny smellhole. Mum's finger, pushing a glycerine suppsoitory. It was a part of my body that I wasn't terribly conscious of, and it was being violated, and it was resisting with all its might but couldn't stop the insertion. And it hurt.

I was crying and screaming like - well, like a baby. And what was her reaction. "It's just a little something to help you do a smelly". And I couldn't understand why - when I did one, she complained, she got angry, didn't she? Why this!

That was the moment my life changed - or my life began - or something.

Mine was a couple months ago. I had been hearing people talking about using them and so it made me curious so I went and bought some and tried it.

My earliest memory is at about 4 years old. I had been complaining that it hurt to poop, and my mother told me that if I hadn't gone by the following day, she would give me something to help me. Lo and behold, I still hadn't gone the following day and she called me into her bedroom, lowered my panties, spread my cheeks, and proceeded to insert the suppository. I hated it. I don't think I ever told her when I was constipated ever again. That's probably why, much later, she became vigilant about my potty habits all on her own.

I love the feeling of inserting one into a willing patient. I take my time playing with inserting it. It's hot.

My first time was with in girlfriend about 6 months ago. We were laying in bed together in diapers when she asks if I wanted to try something new. Intrigued I said yes and she pulled my diaper off and then slipped one up my butt and re diapered me. After a couple minutes I told her I had to go and she forcefully held me down till I pooped myself.

My first suppository was maybe 2 years ago or so, not quite sure when it was, but i gave it to myself. i had gotten the suppositories for pain cause a pharmacist told me to try them for my headaches that make me really nauseous. so i went ahead and bought them and then the first time i needed one i took it and it worked great to relieve my headache. so now when i have a headache i will take a suppository and it works in no time at all.

The first that I remember was while in the hospital for a leg injury. I had trouble sleeping so one night the nurses came by, one lubricating a finger cot. "This goes in your rectum," she announced. I wasn't sure what that meant exactly, but the lubed finger was a tip off. So I flipped over, pulled down my pajamas & in it went. That was, alas, the only one I got then.

My first one was when I was 5. After 40 years I have learned to love suppositories and continue to use them regularly for my BM. Glycerin suppositories give me a great pleasure

I think I was about 3 or 4 when I got my first suppository (well the first one I can really remember)

I remember it like it was yesterday. I had eaten a lot of cheese the day before this happened. One day I tried to use the bathroom and I tried and tried and nothing would come out. Mum walked by and heard me straining on the toilet. So she walks into the bathroom and tells me she has a medicine that would help me go. (My mum was a firm beliver in supposotories and enemas...she thought stool softeners and pills and etc were ineffective and took too long to work) Anyways she tells me to meet her in her room. So I pull up my panties and skirt and head to her bedroom.

After putting my baby sister (baby at the time) down for a nap she went to her bathroom and pulled out a family sized bar if Ivory soap. I thought nothing of this. I thought she was going to wash her hands with it before pouring me some juice or something. About five minutes later she comes back into her room with a cup of water with a white stick looking thing about the width and length of her finger. I noticed that one end was tapered.

She puts the cup on her night stand and sits on her bed. She tells me to lay down on my back. She then takes off my skirt and seconds later my panties. At this point I thought she was going to take my temperature (thats how our tenperature was taken all of the time)

I asked her wheres the thermometer? I saw the vaseline but no thermometer. She was like im not taking your temperature. I was then instructed to hold my legs back up to my chest and out of the way.

Next thing I know she parts my cheeks and rubs some vasaline on my anus. In went her finger. I though nothing of this because she usually lubricated our rectums for temperatures.

Mum then grabs that white stick and brings it toward my anal opening. She was like this is a soapstick and it wont hurt too much, it will help you go to the bathroom. I looked at the size of it and started crying and begging her not to.

She then brought the stick away from my anus. I thought she was actually going to let me go. I was about to move. Shes like where do you think you are going, im just dipping it in water so it will work and be able to move easier.

She parts my cheeks again and puts the soap stick by my anus again. She slowly inserts the stick into me only partially though. She said she will let me get used to it. She then pushes it in more. A few seconds later its almost all the way in with a little bit sticking out. Next think I know she pulls it out but not all the way. She then pushes it in again. Im squirming because Im starting to feel a tingling. No matter how much I kicked screamed and begged she kept the in and out motion going. It felt like that continued on for eternity. Then all of a sudden I told her it kind of feels like I need to go. Next thing I felt was her push the stick all the way in. She held her finger in there so I couldnt push it out. She held her finger there for five minutes or so. I begged her and she finally let me go to the bathroom. Boy did that little procedure work.

This was my first memory getting a suppository.

I really dont remember many details about my first suppository experience. I just got some flashes that it wasn't pretty. I was maybe 6/7 years old and i just remeber my mom and dad had to use some straight to put it in. In the moment obviously i didn't like it, but a few years later i was at home alone, my parents went on vacation and i had a slight fever. Once i hadn't any pills at home i try again to put one myself and that wasn't that bad. I enjoy it.

I have been getting them since I can remember so for me to give to my first one story is unlikely. I can tell you one when I was about 5 and me and my dad was sick with a bug and mom gave us both one and my dad griped and complained the whole time. Me I didn't mind and was "happy" to get it.

I'm 55 and my first suppository was about a month ago. I was getting over a bad cold and couldn't get rid of the chest cold and went to the ER to check for pneumonia. The male nurse said he was going to give me a long-acting medication. He had me turn on my side. I thought he was going to give me an injection. The next thing I knew he spread my cheeks and inserted a large suppository into my rectum very deeply......and embarrassingly it gave me an erection. But, it did work....lol

Once I was sick at a relatives house while attending a gathering when i was about 2 or 3. I remember being put on the sofa on my belly, having my pants pulled down and a cold thermometer inserted in my rear end. I also remember seeing someone remove a suppository from it's foil wrapper and getting that in me too. I don't remember who was there but I do remember there being a few people in the room .

I was about 4 years old when it happened. My mother knew that I hadn't had a bm for two days and I knew if I didn't go before bedtime that she would give me her usual soapsuds enema. Evening came and after I got my pajamas on she called me to the bathroom. I dreaded what was to come. When I arrived there there was not the usual bulb or sinkfull of soapy water waiting for me so that was a relief. She was seated on the closed toilet seat but without the usual towel spread over her lap. She told me to take off my pajama bottoms and lay over her lap. I was confused because there was no enema prepared. I noticed a small jar sitting on the counter. I laid over her lap and she proceded to explain that she was going to try something different to make me go. She told me that she was going to give me a suppository and said that it would make me feel better. She unscrewed the jar and pulled one out and showed it to me. It was a long slender child glycerin suppository. The next thing I felt was her spreading my buttocks as she brought the tip of it to my anus. She told to relax and I felt her insert it. I told her that it was cold and she said that they had to be kept in the refrigerator so they wouldn't melt and said that it would melt inside of me to release the medicine that would help me go. She only inserted the suppository about 2/3's in me and held it there. It felt strange lying over her lap as she held it in me. After 3 or 4 minutes she asked me if I felt like I had to go and I said no. She then started to slowly work the suppository in and out of me. After about 10 minutes of that I started getting the urge to go. She let me off her lap and I went but no where as much as one of her usual enemas. For the next few months, whenever she thought that I was constipated she used a suppository but if I had any cold or illness she would give me an enema because she thought it was important to clean me out. She eventually went back to enemas for me being constipated because they always worked and suppositories were hit or miss.

I think I was 3 or 4. I was constipated at that time and didn't know what a suppository was. I was lying on the couch watching some tv. then my mom came in and pulled down my pants. I didn't even think about that. I had no fucking clue what will go on. then she lifted my legs up and still I kept going on watching tv but then I felt something getting up my butt. I don't know if she used any cream or anything for lube. It really hurt and I started screaming. I jumped up and kept screaming. Then she said that I needed a second one. I wanted to hide in the bathroom but it didn't help, of course not.

Then she forced me down, lifted my legs again up. my dad fixed my arms and then she inserted the second suppository.

I think I will never forget that evening.

I know I was less than 5 when the first one happened, and the only one I ever remember receiving as a kid. I'm guessing I was 2-3 at the time. I always had bowel problems as a kid, and the first attempt at solving them came in the form of what I believe was a glycerin suppository. Even though this was 20+ years ago I vaguely recall it being almost rectangular, not like todays fleet style which aren't really shaped nicely. I'm sure I fought it, even though I don't recall, as the next time around which even though was years later came in the form of an enema.

Under 4. Must have been glycerin suppositories. Remember them as "straws in liquid" so my guess is that they were old, so probably had been used on me before. Didn't like them much.

After those my mom went to soapy enemas, then when I was older switched to Dulcolax suppositories. Really didn't like those, but not smart enough to ask for the enemas again (I remember those burning and cramping, but not as much as the Dulcolax). Instead I tried to cover up when I was constipated.

Can't remember the position as a young kid, probably over the lap. When I was older she had me bend over and slid the Dulcolax in dry.

In my case a glycerin suppository at about 5. Then came many by my mother until eleven. And later many more by myself for fun.

I must have been 3 maybe 4. I remember going into the bathroom and bending over with my mom and grandmother sitting on the tub rim. And me spreading my cheeks my mom inserting it. And them telling me to go lay down in bed or I could sit on the toilet lid with a towel under me. I recently asked my mom about this she told me she would only use half the suppository on me. That’s what my doctor recommended. This to me is my first memory of my first suppository