Drug store embarrassment

I wouldn't call it a fantasy, but one frequently recurring memory I have is the first time I purchased an enema bag. I scoped out the drug store for quite a few minutes before getting the nerve to buy a standard red douche/enema combination bag and a tube of K-Y.

I couldn't look the clerk in the eye because of the embarrassment. But I made the purchase anyway, knowing that the reward later, would outstrip the humiliation. It did!

I've come to realize that embarrassment/humiliation are part of the whole scene for me. I guess that's why that original purchase sticks with me, and comes to mind frequently.

I remember many years ago when I wanted to take my first solo enema I needed the attachments for a hot water bottle. I went to a drug store feeling rather embarassed and looked for a man I could ask and was pleasantly surprised how helpful and understanding he was and bought what I needed. I so enjoyed my first solo enema and been doing this ever since!

Im not as worried about buying the enema bag at a store as i am about running into somebody i know while im inline buying it. SO FAR SO GOOD and ive bought quite a few over the yrs.

My first e bag purchase was made when I moved into my first apartment. I went to the neighborhood drug store and bought, yep, you guessed it, a red combo bag. Yes, I was embarressed and no, I didn't tell the counter person what I was going to use it for. I had been using the bag Mom kept in the linen closet. I was working in the local hospital as an orderly and one of my jobs was giving male patients enemas.

I have to say when I bought My first bag I had to be so red in the face they where ready to call the fire department but I today love the feeling of getting a new bag and seeing the others in line looking at me.

women in line start to snicker and guy's have no idea but they think it's a women thing well I love being some what a women and I love everthing I get from my purchase I hope that everybody loves the same feelings because who the hell are they that make the wonderful feelings we get are weired?

I am a teacher in a small town...I bought a red bag enema and some lube..guess who was working the check out?

OK,onthebeach who was it? A student, another teacher... Principal? A school official's wife?

When i was about 14 years old my grandmother and i had went to the drug store and she went up to the worker and said very loudly "Mrs where are the enema bags in this store i need to buy a new one for this little lady here" i was so embarrassed i could have ran out of the store.

I remember the first time I went to buy anything related to my enema/suppository interests. I had just turned 16, gotten my driver's license, and was left home alone for the day. For years before that I was limited to what I could find in the medicine cabinets at my parents and grandparents, and what I could coverlty improvise with various plastic bottles.

But with a newfound sense of power, I drove into town and visited a drug store. My desire was tempered by embarassment, so I gravitated toward something small. Rather than purchase enema equipment (harder to hide) or even a Fleet, I decided to try Dulcolax Suppositories (small and a medicine I'd been curious about). I did the old "grab something you don't need too" trick and picked up cough drops, then went to check out. There was only one line and as soon as I got in it several middle-aged women walked up behind me.

When I got to the front, I set down the cough drops and suppositories, then dug money out of my pocket, some bills and a handful of change. As I counted, and before the cashier (a woman in her mid-50s I would guess) could put the items in a bag, all my change fell out of my hand onto the counter! So now the people behind me in line are watching with interest as the cashier and I collect more than a dozen coins off of the counter and floor, some of them laying on top of the suppository box.

I don't think I could have made a more awkward debut in my private-item purchasing.

Been there, done that. All things considered, the internet is the best option. You can find the best prices and remain anonymous. Stay with reputable sites. I've made several satisfactory purchases recently. I can't imagine shopping for a double balloon retention nozzle at CVS or Walgreens!

No kidding! Not that any old Walgreens these days would have one.

I've done some internet shopping and it has been mostly smooth sailing. The only exception was one time when still living with my parents I ordered a Fleet enema from the era in which I recieved my first. (not to use, but just to remember what the packaging looked like back then...you can find the weirdest things on Ebay) However, my younger brother opened the package without looking to see whose name was on it. Turns out he was expecting a small part for his car stereo. When I got home he said all in one breath "there's a package in your room I though it was for me but it wasn't I didn't look inside." I wasn't sure whose forehead to slap.

Can't imagine the look on his face when he reached in for a piece of equipment and found an old enema instead.

To me, it is quite a turning, especially if I am holding a two quart women's douche bag. If you are too embarrassed, go to a small neighborhood mom and pop type drug store shortly after they open.

Ah, all the times Mom would embarrass me by loading up the cart with enema stuff at the local drug store then stop to chat with a neighbor or two on the way to the register....

I love/hate buying my own things now. I refuse to use online options because I feel like I shouldn't be embarrassed. Yet I am. I think this adds to the thrill. I'm not really self-conscious about buying the bags, more so the suppositories and fleets. My heart was racing the first time I bought a jar of fleet suppos.

Mick and I were in the drug store last weekend (totally non-erotic purchases) and the young lady behind us was buying two fleet enemas. She didn't seem the least bit bothered.

U buy a lot of enemas over the counter as well as mens clothes, clerks don't even bat an eye when I go to the register. But id like to hear the conversations when they are in the back room!

I visited a drug store in an other town and asked the pretty young girl helping me if they had any colon tubes for giving a high enema. She seemed to be non plussed and said she would check. They didn't but said she could call another pharmacy she knew about and ask them if I wanted. She called and they did. When I got there the lady behind the counter called across the store asking if I was the one who had called about the colon tube? She held it up in its clear packaging while asking for me and the whole store full of people to see. Wow, experience never to be forgotten.

Growing up, my aunt gave me weekly enemas for being caught masturbating with her panties. She put me on a weekly enema routine, and early on, she took me to the drugstore and made me go with her and made me buy the items as the clerk just grinned at her and I.

When I bought my first (27) I was very embarrassed, however somehow I enjoyed talking with the lady at the pharmacy. Later I figured out, that when buying, to ask something from the pharmacy assistant, if it was a lady. I asked typically, that it the bulb large enough for an adult. Typical answer was that not, it should be filled by 2-3 times. I asked (while I was embarrassed at the same time) that 2 is enough, the typical answer was the 3 is better. I tried to arrange so, that no one else would be in the pharmacy that time. When somebody arrived during the process, I felt really unpleasant. Generally, the most exciting part of the process was, when the lady arrived from the back store, bringing the red bulb with black tube in her hand, mostly asking it is good for me or not. Sometimes I felt, that they also enjoy the scene.

The last time I bought a bag was at a crowded walmart 2 states away.

Bought a bulb with a huge nozzle on-line and it leaks like a sieve, caveat emptor. Have several other bags and bulbs and really can't remember where and when I got them so it must not have been too embarrassing.

I'm old enough, though, to remember having to ask a clerk for condoms. That was traumatic.

Buiyng enema/suppo stuff just gives me that thrill that adds something to my "addiction" to enemas...

Even thro I have purchased enema bag and bulbs for many years I still get very embarrassed when I do. I always buy them in a different town.Like some others I think it would be exciting to ask the clerk(especially if it's a lady) about it's use but have never had the nerve to do it.

I got a similar thrill with pretty much the same experience.

I got my girlfriend to buy me one at Walgreens a few years back, but everything else has been purchased online. The online ones are a lot more expensive generally, but well worth the price. Especially the 4qt Klystra bags.

Going through times of throwing everything away, only to find myself back out buying new bags - I found the embarrassment of buying enema equipment in person to be humiliating, embarrassing - yet extremely exciting and addictive!

I would first check out a new store (in the sense I hadn't been in it before), and if they had something of interest enema-wise, I would leave the store and for then next several days think about going back to buy. I would have to build up my courage while I thought and fantasied about what it was going to be like...

If I had seen two different styles of enema bags, I would find myself compelled to buying them both at the same time!

Funny, that it was going to be all the more embarrassing to buy two at once, made it all the more something I had to do!

My friend was embarrassed to purchase, so I went online to walmart and for $4.95 plus $.97 shipping a new red bag was delivered to her mail box nicely wrapped. No fuss no bother...

Skybear

In the late 50s there were no condom machines you had to go to the chemist I went in and a lady served me it was the first time I had bought them .

I said a packet of Durex please she replied gossamer or washable I said out of the top of my head washable and left hastily when we came to use it I opened the box thinking there would be 3 in but no it was about 12 inch long and was as thick as a bicycle inner tube.

I was so embarrassed no wonder they stopped producing them

I was 18 years old and my family was going on vacation. I had started a new job out of high school and it gave me a good excuse not to go with the family and have the house to myself. The day they left I went to a Thrift Drug store after work to purchase an enema can I saw in the glass case at the back of the store where the pharmacist worked. He was a grumpy sort of guy and I had really hoped the cute female assistant would have been there to make the purchase but that was not to be the case. There was only one person in front of me so I waited my turn. All of a sudden there are now a half dozen people behind me and the pharmacist says your next and what will it be. I sheepishly tell him the enema can. Well, low and behold the enema can was sold separately and you then had to pick out a hose, nozzles and clamp from the display (this was 1977 and the store was really well stocked in enema gear). He announces loudly "Are you sure you want this enema equipment? It is really made for a 'sick room' and a nurse". Everyone in line is now paying attention to the conversation and I have to go through the whole process of picking out all the different parts with every selection being question the pharmacist who seems hell bent on embarrassing me. It had to be one of the most embarrassing moments of my life played out in public. By the time I finished the purchase there was over a dozen people in line behind me including a well dressed attractive older women who said on my way out, "I hope it makes you feel better".

At age 12 I wondered thru a local drug store and happened upon a beautiful red enema bulb. It was $2.99. I was alone and could have bought it but I could not bring myself to carry it to the counter and pay for it. I left but returned shortly there after and "stole" it. Racked with guilt I returned the next and left three dollars and change on the counter to cover the cost and then some. Funny now but serious business then.

I purchased my first enema bag in a nice department store in Dallas in the 70's. I went in near closing time and was helped by a nice mature lady. She suggested the combination so I could also use the water bottle. I was shaking from being nervous.

While not a purchase, one time I was travelling and had a bulb syringe in my luggage. The security agent asked if I had a light bulb in my luggage. I told her it was a personal syringe and she was OK with that and did not open my luggage.

Jim

Most of the responses on this thread are from guys. So I'll pose a comparative question.

Which was more embarrassing, your first enema purchase or your first condom purchase?

I think buying condoms over the counter iis embarrassing for a lot of younger guys.

I'm much more embarrassed to buy enema equipment than condoms. Actually I'm not very embarrassed to buy either anymore. One of the few perks of getting old.