Where do new enema fetishist come from?

For me it came from my Mom. Mom believed in enemas, and gave them to me frequently. The embarrassment, humiliation , her entering me with the nozzel, the feeling of the water rushing in. Her having control over me and my bodily function s. It is all part of it.

Is it really the enema or the involuntary loss of one's control over a bodily function?

I can only speak for myself, my siblings, my girlfriends, and my wife. We all like enemas, because we are anal erotic. Enemas are a means of scratching that anal erotic itch.

I’ve always loved getting naked, lubing my anus and pushing/pulling the larger nozzle in and out until I found my sigmoid that would hold the nozzle in place. I opened the clamp and started masturbating, wanting to cum as the bag was emoting.

Each time felt good. Then I went to a company health seminar where two ladies were advocating colon irrigations. I’d found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

I became a frequent client. During that time I enjoyed three different hygienists. All were great, talkative and enjoyed their work.

unfortunately the clinic closed. I’ve been limited to series of enemas ever since but the good news is I’ve had kinky ladies who have exchanged with me.

Maybe I can take the training one day and open a clinic at a high end ladies’ spa.

This conversation goes back decades, as enemas were commonly used for anything from a tummy ache, a fever, home from school sick.

Let's face it… Having a straight or douche nozzle' worked s up your ass (10,000) nerve endings WE go YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Late 80's, 90's, parents up to today…. Know nothing about enemas unless they got them

I had never heard even the word enema until after I discovered erotic literature on the internet at around 18. I've had a rubber fetish since 7/8, and I stumbled across anal/enema stories through looking for those involving rubber.

Sadly 20 years later, I still remain 'enema curious'. If I didn't have a duel disability (totally blind and partially deaf) things would probably have been different, but my circumstances make it difficult for me to find partners of any sort, let alone those who share my rubber/medical kink. I have no intention whatever of risking a first by myself. I may be chicken but there it is.

Beetling about online, it does seem to me though that enemas are having a quiet comeback. Plenty of enema equipment available online, no thoughts on its quality as compared to the things I've seen described in old medical books. I've seen (heard if you like) lots of enema videos, even if most of them are apparently staged. I've also seen a number of sites recommending enemas for health reasons.

It's an age where many people are searching for 'alternatives', to just about everything. There are plenty sadly who sneer at the idea of enemas, but I think there must be a good many others who... like me, at least keep an open mind. For me, I don't know if it's the idea of the enema itself, or the submition of the receiver to the giver. I adore F/F femdom enema stories, even better if set during 'the golden age'. Nowhere near enough such stories as compared to M/F, or I think even M/M haha.

I’m 57 years old and only remember getting an enema one time as a little kid. I was about 4 or 5. My grandpa was from the generation that gave enemas for EVERY. THING. I remember knowing something was up when the adults (mom and grandparents) were talking in hushed voices while glancing over at me and everything was being prepared. Next thing I knew someone was holding me down on the bathroom floor, messing with my butt. I managed to escape, scooting backwards down the hall on my bare bottom, drawers still down around my ankles. I was caught, of course, and given the enema. I remember putting up quite a fuss, but was also VERY curious. Little did they know, they started something that day. I was always playing with the brown enema bulb with the black tip that my grandparents kept in the drawer in the bathroom. I asked for enemas all the time. But my parents’ reactions quickly taught me to be ashamed of that, so I hid it from other people. Turns out, I discovered orgasms around then, too, although of course as a small child I had no idea. They just felt like I was getting an enema. So, from that age until about two months ago, I had no idea that anyone else enjoyed enemas for pleasure. I found this site. Mind blown. My kids never experienced an enema though, and one in my family knows about me.

Welcome to Zity @Calista. Glad to have you here. Many of us here are searching for the same answer.

I think the pandemic has sensitized people to think more about their health related issues. “Gut Health”, fasting, colonics plus ongoing celebrity postings leads me to believe people are focused on their butt’s “wellness”😁Factor in modern stresses, men and women exploring the kaleidoscopic nature of human sexuality and human nature, the new age of enema exploration is upon us🤪Although it’s always been happening, it seems people are a lot more vocal about it. My late aunt used to say “Been there, done that, we just don’t talk about it”🙈🙊🙉

I think the pandemic has sensitized people to think more about their health related issues.

Perhaps an aside as regards enemas, but what I can see as result of the pandemic, is that people seem to be totally unconcerned about health issues and only seem to care about having a good time. It's as if the pandemic were some sort of overblown event that unnecessarily disrupted people's lives from acting as if there were no tomorrow to worry about.

Though folks here where I live don't know Alfred E. Neuman, they have certainly appropriated his catchphrase: What, Me Worry?

Anyone who gets exposed to it and is wired to fetishize such things. I, for example, had zero real interest in enemas, and knew very little about them. I was, however, into exams, shots, and especially rectal temps. Then I got on speculumpages and started reading the stories, and the whole enema ritual became a thing for me.

I would qualify that anyone with a fetish - or specifically an anal fetish - would get drawn into enemas. Some might, some won’t. My wife has no interest in enemas but is an anal freak. Enemas are a unique fetish. For some it’s purely sexual, for others it’s a special intimacy to share with their partners, almost spiritual

Perhaps an aside as regards enemas, but what I can see as result of the pandemic, is that people seem to be totally unconcerned about health issues and only seem to care about having a good time. It's as if the pandemic were some sort of overblown event that disrupted people's lives from being as if there were no tomorrow to worry about.

Though folks here where I live don't know Alfred E. Neuman, they have certainly appropriated his catchphrase: What, Me Worry?

Also agree that the pandemic didn’t make people more obsessed or concerned with their overall health. Even during the pandemic many felt it won’t happen to me. Just thankful it’s over and now can return to all the bad medical decisions and life styles we made before.

Alfred E Neumann’ “What Me Worry” was right! It’s human nature, except for a subset of paranoids! I took precautions, but was never truly concerned about it, even with a compromised immune system.

Although I've been having fun with enemas since being a teenager, I'm about 75 right now. I've always enjoyed enemas as a sexual relief. During my first marriage which only lasted three years, I don't think my wife knew I was really into enemas. My second wife knew it and explained to me that it was a fetish, I didn't realize it until then. Prior to vaginal sex, she would often give me enemas, which enhanced the sex. I miss that, divorced her. My "wife" for the last 30 years is not into enemas at all, but accepts that I do them but will not do anything to encourage me. Hate to say, it's the only sexual relief I get now, that's the way it is.

As a child, enemas were forced on me, later I would sneak them, that's how it was - the hoseman1