The only time I can recall ever being busted occurred when I was going to take an enema while my Mom and Grandmother were out of the house. However, Mom and my Grandmother returned home unexpectedly.
You see my Mom and Grandmother were supposed to be shopping in a neighboring town not back at home.
In fact, I thought that I had plenty of time to take at least one or two enemas while they were gone. But, I was wrong. Mom had forgotten something and had returned to the house to get it.
Anyway, I didn’t hear them as they came into the house.
In fact, I had just filled her Rexall Victoria Combination syringe with hot, soapy water and was leaning over the bathtub filling a 2 quart pitcher with more hot, soapy water when Mom appeared opened the bathroom door.
At first I didn’t even notice my Mother standing in the doorway since I was concentrating on filling the pitcher and I didn't hear her opening the door from the sound of the water gushing into the pitcher!
But, when I turned to put the pitcher down and pick up the bag, I about dropped the pitcher!
Wow! I couldn't believe my eyes, there stood Mom with her hands on her hips and before, I could say a word, she called to her Mother, “Mama, you had better come in here and see what your grandson is about to do! He is about to give himself a large enema “
Anyway, Grandma, soon appeared in the door way too!
Then, my mother said “well, Mike, we are waiting. We want to see you take that big enema that you have prepared for yourself!”
I didn’t know what to do!
Mom again spoke saying “go ahead, you've got everything ready… it's only right, now, that you take that enema!”
I, knowing that I was trapped, picked up the bulging red bag and hung it on the hook that was above the toilet for that purpose. Immediately, I could hear the water as it began to enter the red hose… bloop, bloop, bloop.
I, then, knelt down into my normal knee chest position in front of the toilet. I reached for the red hose and upon finding it, slipped the black tip into my rectum.
At that time, Mom spoke saying to her Mom “Look Mom …. Mike's really going to do it!”
I looked up at her and then opened the shut-off and my enema began.
Soon, the soapy water in that bag was all in me.. I didn't move. I remained in the knee chest position rubbing my belly.
Mom, then, left her position by the door and moved toward me. She took the bottle off the hook and unscrewing the adapter plug soon had the bag again filled full of hot soapy water from the pitcher that I had previously filled. She re-positioned the plug in the bottle and rehung it on the hook above me. She patted my back saying “Mike, are you sure you want this bag too?”
I told her that I was.
With that said, she reopened the shut-off and my enema began anew.
I took all that bag to!
After the bag emptied, both Mom and Grandma said that they were impressed! And, then, they both said that they were off again! I heard the door shut and I got up off the floor, sat on the toilet and expelled my enema!