As always it started was some 'accident' and very small ppls alive. Was summer, I wear nice embodiment dress. Instinctively, I goes to local sanatoriums to found anybody, where locally uptown was alive. I was frightened that found nobody, go inside where heard some rumours. Doors was partially open and seen surgeon and young women which he took some anal sample. I didn't recognise that somebody from my back and taken me to other room. It was second doctor. He only said us that CO2 toxic gas has been escaped by overpressured machine. Services try to find alive people. He strongly ordered me to take off clothes, auscultate me and as well take swabs. Took on small room, where was 2 other, naked girls and kind of bench. One of them preparing lot of enemas solution for us. Girls was crying and protesting but doctor suggest that we need good clean out to detoxification. He took one by one on proper position (we have bench under us hips, almost like on knee rest one). He observed us, but we easly could do it. Second doctor murmured that I am so tight so got some double balloon one. He used little more lube. I was moaning, very humiliated and felt that my wetness dropped between my legs. First one give other girls normal nozzles bags. Slowly 2l warm chamomile are filling us intestines. We was tired, moanings and cryings to take it off and that we are fully. Then could go to toilet. We have view on straight room where was gyno chair which waiting for us and one by one share intimate exam.