Back in the early 70's, before home pregnancy tests, when you needed a doctor's order, a friends girl friend came to me because she thought she might be pregnant. At the time abortion was legal in New York, but not Massachusetts. I had an airplane, and could I fly her to NYC and back in a day.
After some conversation, and realizing she was only a little bit late, I suggested that an enema might bring on her period. That I had heard that it worked for some women. The young lady was pretty concerned, had heard something similar and seemed willing to try it. I suggested I could do it for her, expecting she would say no, she could do it herself.
Her answer was, would you? I said yes, I'd be done work in a few minutes and I could take her to my house.
I think she might have been a bit surprised when I opened the drawer in the bathroom and she saw I had quite an assortment of equipment, but she just wanted to get it done hoping for the best.
I had her remove her dress and lie on the bathroom floor, where I had placed some towels. She was a bit reluctant to take off her bra, but the panties had come right off without hesitation. I told her that it was her option, but since she was going to be really full she might be more comfortable without it. See accepted my logic, and off it came, she had beautiful breasts....
I told her it would work this way, I would give her a small enema, about a quart to get things cleaned out, and then she would need to take as much as she could hold, high, hot and a hell of a lot. She was fine with all of this, and the small enema went in easily. She seemed a bit embarassed that I stayed in the room when she expelled, but I explained I needed to be there if she got faint or nauseous. Again she accepted what I said.
When she was done she was a bit surprised at the amount of "pooh" that had come out. She asked if she needed another small one, and I took my opportunity to give it to her. This time it wasn't very chunky so I told her we could continue, but due to the volume of the next one she might want to rest for a few minutes.
I took her to the bedroom where she laid down, then motioned for me to lay beside her. She just wanted to be held for a few minutes, due to the stress of being afraid she was pregnant.
When I told her I thought it was time, she said she felt ready, too.
At that time the largest bag I had was 2 quarts, so I told her she would need to take it all, then I would refill and she should take as much as she could, until she felt like she was going to burst... And then hold it as long as she could. Again it was whatever I need to do.
I did the bag slowly, stopping the flow if she looked like she was getting uncomfortable. The two quarts went in easy, then I removed the nozzle, I had been using a douche tip, and refilled the bag.
I asked her how she was feeling as I inserted the tip, she said OK, and then I restarted but just a tiny bit at a time.
Slowly we got to three quarts, and she finally said she felt very full. I asked if she could take more, and she said she wasn't sure but would try. She was very serious about the outcome and probably got about another ounce or two in before she said she just couldn't take anymore. I told her to stay in the position and I would take out the nozzle, but she said if I did she didn't think she could hold it. She was clamped down tight.
She stayed in the position for about another 5 minutes before I saw her visibly relax, and she said maybe a bit more....
That bit more was maybe another ounce before she starts getting up saying "I have to go right now," the nozzle shoots out and she squirts her way to the toilet... And I swear, I think it all came out in one long stream.
What I'm dealing with is clear water, so I toweled up and got things put away. She was convinced she was done, I left her to take a shower, and a while later she came out, thanked me, and we agreed we hoped it had worked.
Next afternoon she walked into my office, all smiles, a tampon in her hand, saying I'm about to go change, it worked.
After the scare she got much more serious about birth control.