My fantasy enema is one of giving rather than receiving, although I do enjoy both.
I have the opportunity to meet a lady from Zity in person for an enema session. Through several chats, I have found that her fantasy enema is to be in a role play where she is about 11 or 12 years old and is not feeling well because of a stomach ache. She suspects that she might be constipated again and having experienced grandma's not so gentle enemas over the years, decides to confide in her grandpa that she is not feeling well. He is the antithesis of grandma.... a sweet and caring man.
She explains her situation to grandpa and asks for his advice. Grandpa feels her forehead and finds it slightly warm. He suggests that, although she thinks she may be constipated, she should probably check her temperature to be sure there's not something else going on as well. He goes to the medicine chest and retrieves the oral thermometer but when shaking it down, taps it on the sink and breaks it. He then reaches back into the medicine chest and retrieves the rectal thermometer and a jar of Vaseline.
"Sweetie, I broke the regular thermometer so you will have to use this one. It's a rectal thermometer and here is the Vaseline."
She looks back at him shyly and confesses that she's never used one before and asks if he would help her.
"Maybe we should wait until grandma come home then so you will be more comfortable with a lady doing it. Besides, if you're right about the constipation, an enema is probably the best solution and I'm sure you don't want your old grandpa doing that for you."
"Actually I would prefer that you do it for me. I love grandma, but she has given me enemas in the past and they were painful but all she can say is that they're for my own good and I need to take it all. I don't want her to give it to me. Will you please do it grandpa? I know you'll be gentle."
I ponder my decision and finally say "OK Sweetie, grandpa will take care of you. Let's go into your bedroom and check your temperature first."
I follow her into the bedroom and ask one more time to be sure she hasn't changed her mind...."Are you sure you don't want grandma to help you with this?"
"No grandpa. I would feel better if you did it. It's been a long time since I had it taken this way. I used to be over mom's lap while she took my temperature as a toddler."
"You're a big girl now, so just laying on your belly on the bed will be fine. Are you ready?"
"Yes, I am grandpa" she replied as she lowers her blue jeans and then her panties and then lies face down on her bed."
I remove the thermometer from its case, shake it down and, after removing the cap, I dip the tip in the Vaseline. I sit on the bed beside her; gently spread her cheeks and insert the thermometer into her tiny pink rosebud. "Doing OK, Sweetie?" I ask.
"Yes, grandpa, it feels funny, but I'm fine"
I notice the thermometer slowly inching its way out, so I gently slide it back in place. I place my hand across her cheeks and hold the thermometer in place between my fingers.
After five minutes has passed, I slide the thermometer out from between her cheeks. I use a tissue to clean off the excess Vaseline and read it. "100.2 degrees...... Rectally, normal is 99.6 so you have a very low grade fever. It could be from being backed up. When did you last go to the bathroom, Sweetie?"
"Um.... I think about 4 or 5 days ago."
"That's certainly going to have you with quite a tummy ache. You should never wait that long before taking care of it."
"But grandpa....Grandma was always here, and if I told her she would have given me an enema the way she always does... and they hurt. That's why I waited cause I want you to do it for me."
"I understand but letting it go too long can be dangerous. You could get what they call an impaction and we would have to take you to the Emergency Room and have them take care of it for you. It's not comfortable and it's quite embarrassing."
"But grandpa...grandma just"
I interrupt her. "How about this, Sweetie? When I give you your enema today, suppose I teach you how to do it yourself. I think you're getting old enough to do it yourself when you need one. I'll talk to grandma."
"Would you? Thank you grandpa."
"OK, lets get started. Let's go in the bathroom and I'll show you how to prepare it."
Sorry.... Will have to finish my fantasy later. I promise I will.