Drug store embarrassment

It is far easier being a female and buying personal items. For one, we need to do it relatively often. But it took my husband to observe that women have high maintenance bodies which is why we are buying such things so often. By the time we get out of high school we don't think twice about buying feminine hygiene items. But because we are also the caregivers in our families, we are often buying laxatives, thermometers, aspirin, you name it. So when adding an enema bag to this shopping list is really no big deal.

As Emom said, women usually do not have an issue buying personal items. It is just something we have always had to do. The only time I have any qualms is when I am at the local drugstore and I know the clerk. The only purchase I might forgo in that case would be enemas or a new douche bag.

Cheryl77177, Emom: I have no issues buying feminine hygiene items for my wife. What I disliked it being sent to buy such items without clear instructions: what brand, what model? if unavailable, what kind of alternative products? what characteristics are important?

Mind, I recall asking my wife to buy after-shave lotion and she bought I don't recall what but it was not after-shave lotion.

When I was a young man, my mother sent me to the pharmacy to buy her suppositories for her throat problems. Unfortunately the brand she had asked for was no longer produced. I ended up having to say it's for my mother, I don't quite know... Sounds a bit "it's for my friend!".

I guess the risk of embarrassment has been taken away by sites like Amazon. Frankly, i rarely go into a drug store for anything anymore, its just too easy for whatever you need to show up at your front door. That said, as a part time Domme, i have made ladies i have been with march into the drug store and by a 4 pack of fleets and lube and stood there while they paid for the merchandise as a humiliation component.

I usually try to go to a drugstore a bit away from the neighborhood to reduce the chances of being recognized by the clerk or other customers. Over the years it got easier but I have had a few notable instances that were embarrassing or uncomfortable.

The first purchase of my own enema equipment was at a Walgreens. I was scared shitless as I paid for it, but it actually turned out as no big deal. It was the first of what would be many over the years.

One time I noticed a brand name of enema bag that I was not familiar with. I made it a point to buy anything new or different that I saw. As I was checking out the clerk, who was similar age to me, commented, “That looks like a good one.” I said nothing. As she handed me the bag she said, “Have fun tonight.” I was too flustered to comment and left in a hurry.

I had decided I wanted a douche bulb for an enema because of the larger nozzle. I made my selection and when the clerk, an older woman, picked it up to check the price and bag it she looked at me and scowled. She didn’t say a word but I knew she was thinking, “What in the world are you going to do with this?”

I am not a big fan of Fleet enemas but one time I noticed the local drugstore had a 2 for 1 sale that I could not pass up. As I set them on the counter the clerk said, “Well hello, Mr. Smith.” It was a high school friend of my daughter. Too late to turn around and return the enemas to the shelf. As she rang them up and bagged them I managed to compose myself to ask her how long she had worked there. She said she just started yesterday. That was uncomfortable.

By now I have purchased enough enema bags and things to get over the embarrassment, as long as I go to a store where the clerk is not likely to know me. Sometimes I will buy a cheap drugstore enema bag just to see if there is any reaction. Some months back I decided to check out a Rite-Aid that I don't usually visit to see what they had, not expecting much. I saw a middle aged woman stocking shelves and asked her, "Where would I find an enema bag?" She led me to the aisle with the Fleets and store label equivalents. I told her, "I don't like the chemical kind, I was looking for an enema bag where you use plain warm water or add your own mixture." She said, "Lets ask the pharmacist." So she led me back to the pharmacy where I repeated my request to a middle aged man. He led us both to the feminine hygiene aisle where he took a box off the shelf and said, “this is a combination douche and enema syringe”. “It has a rectal pipe for enemas.” "Will that work?" I said it would, thanked them and made my way to the checkout. The take-away from this is: 1) The lady did not know what an enema bag was or where to find it so she likely had never had an enema with a bag. 2) The pharmacist was knowledgeable about its use but gave no other indication of approval or offer any alternatives. Apparently they only stocked one kind of 2 quart combination syringe - not like it used to be in years past.

As said here previously, if you want a variety of enema products you probably have to shop online. It seems they have just about anything you could want without having the clerk or person in line behind you trying to guess what you are going to do with that.

Growing up our town just had a family run drugstore. If you bought something it was likely that someone you knew was either in the store or behind you in line. The counter where you got rang up was on the floor level and the Pharmacist was about three feet higher on a different level. Many exchanges from the pharmacist and customer were talked out loud from that distance. The wife ran the register and I guess also a pharmacy tech. I am not sure but she was very knowledgeable on common ailment subjects? When I was younger and would need a prescription after a doctors appointment I would be with my mom while she went in the store. It was super embarrassing if it was related to constipation because my mother would always hand the lady the whole slip from the doctor and even if it was over the counter stuff the woman would lead us to the appropriate section of the store and give her detailed info on how to use the medication in conjunction with the soapsuds enemas that were on the slip as well for anyone near to hear.

Efun42: I grew up in a small town like the one you describe where the drugstore (we never called it a pharmacy) was run by a middle age couple. He was the pharmacist and everything else in the store was his wife's domain. So if you wanted an enema bag, a box of tampons, or a bottle of aspirin she was the "go to" person. Actually, a very nice lady, but she knew everyone and as a consequence, their particular health issues.

Today we live in a town where there is a CVS and a Walgreens. If I want to play drugstore voyeur I am much more comfortable with the anonymity there than I would ever be in the back home drug store. Beside the chains hire all sorts of people looking for a part-time job and on occasion there will be a very attractive female among them.

I get a thrill out of purchasing enema items, suppos, sex lubes, and other fun items when there is a female at the register.

Efun42: I can relate. One day I was with mom at the pharmacy. The person at the counter shouted to somebody in the back of the pharmacy (you know, where they store stuff) "HEY BRING ME XXXX CHILDREN SUPPOSITORIES!" (I can't recall what was XXXX). There was a little girl from the same school with her mother, she looked at me, saw my face and giggled. I got even more embarrassed.

(Mind, come to think of it, the girl probably endured suppositories too.)

My story isn't as funny as some in the thread, but here goes.

A few years ago I was en route to my first professional colonic appointment (and my only, being an open system). I was early so I stopped by a drug store to pick up a few other things, along with an unplanned purchase of a 12-pack toilet paper on sale. At the counter, I paid for my purchase and stepped aside to let the person behind me put their stuff up on the counter to cash out. The cashier, seemingly a sweet older lady (though I don't know because this wasn't my usual store) said loudly for people to hear "don't forget your toilet paper, son. You can't go without it!" cheerily. Without thinking and trying to be witty I said "thanks, but I'm going with the flow soon." Then I looked up; she was belwildered. Nobody else in line seemed to be paying attention, but I high-tailed it out of there.

As an aside, the appointment was a major disappointment. But I was happy with my on-sale TP!

I remember the embarrassment of buying my first enema bag from a drugstore several years ago. It was like I put the bag on the counter and masked it with a bunch of candy and a few other things. I couldn’t look the cashier in the eyes too. Lol

I stopped in a small pharmacy a few weeks ago while doing Christmas shopping. Actually picked up a few items. Found a hernia truss. Chain store pharmacies typically don't carry them in the store. So I picked it up.

The young lady at the counter began to scan my items. When she got to the truss box, she rotated it around, as if looking for the price, but I more thought she was curious as to what this strange looking garment might be. It's not every day that they sell them, and she may have never seen one before. She acted as if she were just looking for the bar code to scan it, but from watching her, I thought I could tell there was some curiosity.

I wasn't embarrassed about it, as I once would have been, which would have been around the same time I used to be embarrassed about buying jockstraps in the store. I'm more intrigued by how cashiers handle such purchases, as I watch their eyes for how they react.

Perhaps I would have been embarrassed, had i actually had a hernia & needed it. Then i would be revealing my condition. But instead I look like I could be buying it for somebody.....unless a cashier can tell that I have a fetish.....

After moving out from home and not having access to mom's douche bag, I use to use just a shower massage with the shower head removed. The first time I bought an enema bag was at a neighborhood drug store near where I worked at the time. I asked the pharmacist where the hot water bottles were. I selected what I thought was just a hot water bottle with the various accessories needed for my real need. As I checked out he gave me a strange look but completed the transaction. When I got home I realized I had purchased and open top bag, not a hot water bottle! That was embarrassing! Since he knew what I was looking for, I guess he knew the real reason I wanted to get the bag. Either that or he just wanted to make a sale. Regardless, I was too embarrassed to return it and it really served my purposes better. The next time I went to get a bag, I told the people at the counter a friend was graduating from medical school and we needed props for a celebration party. After that I just purchased as if for a wife/girlfriend for a douche. Now online shopping makes it much easier and less embarrassing. That major online store supplies almost anything you could want and that is where I get all my supplies and equipment now. 😉

I have dated submissives, and made them go to a drug store and buy enema bags. They find it to be very hummiliating and exciting. at the same time.

The first one I recall buying was a Fleet enema while on a family trip to Yellowstone.I must have picked it up three times and put it down again. I finally took a deep breath, grabbed it, headed for the line where I'd seen a middle aged man checking and oops, shift change ---

I'm treated to a young, probably college aged female changing the till while a couple of girls my own age come into line behind me. My face turned beet red as I finally got to pay for the Fleet. I hadn't even known they existed until recently. Anyway, to make a long story boring..;-) my mom found the enema and used it on me in the motorhome, but that's another story.

. Now online shopping makes it much easier and less embarrassing. That major online store supplies almost anything you could want and that is where I get all my supplies and equipment now. 😉

I used to be embarrassed, now I kind of get a charge out of buying a bag, or a bulb, etc and having the clerk explain to me how to use it. Usually, they have to ask the pharmacist, or admit they don't know. I did have two interesting reactions. The first was from a middle aged, semi-matronly clerk in a small pharmacy who took the time to fully explain how to best use a bag enema, fleets vs bag, etc. I'd love to have that one on tape. I've fantasized about being at the end of her hose many times.

The second was from a really cute college girl in the chain pharmacy across from the school. I was picking up a bag and holding it and a bulb syringe. She asked if she could help (boy could she) and I asked which one was better. Without blinking, she recommended the builb syringe, 'especially if you're by yourself' I remember her saying. The thought of her in the shower, bending over and squirting bulb after bulbful of hot, soapy water up her superb ass kept me going for awhile.

I havent' done that for a time, but i could use a new bag today, hmmmm ;-P

I want an enema set so bad but I'm afraid to go and buy one.I know they wouldn't sell it if people are not buying but if an eighteen-year old boy walks in to buy an enema bag, than thats a bit embarrassing for me :/

I want an enema set so bad but I'm afraid to go and buy one.I know they wouldn't sell it if people are not buying but if an eighteen-year old boy walks in to buy an enema bag, than that's a bit embarrassing for me :/

You might be buying it FOR someone, like an older family member who may not be able to get around so well. You can always start to to TMI & claim it's for a grandparent or something.

When I felt awkward about buying jockstraps in a store to feed my fetish, i would buy other things with it, so it would not stand out. You could do that.

One day you will go in there proudly and buy one. And you will be monitoring the reaction of whoever is at the register and enjoying the effect your purchase has on them having to work the transaction

I want an enema set so bad but I'm afraid to go and buy one.I know they wouldn't sell it if people are not buying but if an eighteen-year old boy walks in to buy an enema bag, than thats a bit embarrassing for me :/

Want embarrassing? How about being sent for tampons by your mother when you are a teen? Or by your wife when older? ... ha ha ha

Not so much embarrassment in making a purchase but I was somewhat embarrassed to make a return on a leaking bag. It was a new one with a multi year guarantee that I had purchased at a drug store. When I opened up the box and filled the bag, it had a pin hole and leaked. I returned the entire box and attachments and the clerk exchanged it for a new one while I waited at the counter. This took some time and I was a little uneasy at the prospect of meeting neighbors at the drug store during the exchange process.

Most of the time, when I'm in a drug store I try to go look at the enema equipment. Unfortunately, fewer and fewer places have much more than disposable enemas, like Fleet, out in the open in the shelves.

I was in one drug store, recently, where I was searching through the aisles, and this store employee probably in her 60's was following me. She asked if I needed help finding something. I asked about hot water bottles, and she showed me where they were on a bottom shelf, almost out of sight. I didn't see any actual enema kits, so, not feeling like shocking anyone right at that monument, I just moved on. I didn't need any equipment, I just had been curious what they had, prices, etc.

I noticed that woman was keeping an eye on me. I got a couple of things, then left. I should have just asked her directly for enema equipment, and put an end to whatever she was suspecting me of. I would have liked to see her reaction!

Want embarrassing? How about being sent for tampons by your mother when you are a teen? Or by your wife when older? ... ha ha ha

I was a bit embarrassed with pads, mostly because I had no idea what I was looking for amongst all the choices, but with those I knew I didn't have to worry about people thinking they were for my period.

Of course with enema stuff I used to figure everyone thought I was a sexual deviant out to abuse young children. I always somehow thought that woman had it easy because an enema bag would be naturally perceived by everyone as perfectly legitimate and they wouldn't be embarrassed. I no longer think that that's the case, but then again I'm no longer as embarrassed.

Originally I was also embarrassed at stocking up on Mirliax and Metamucil too. I figured people would think it was because of some major character defect.

When you get to ny age, you relish the opportunity to shop for certain products you’d only find in a pharmacy. Just last week, I was looking for an open topped feminine fountain syringe to use for enemas, and found none in the local Rite Aid, Walgreens, or CVS. Regardless, when one of the young female clerks asked if she could help, I said yes! I told her that because the typical combination syringes were hard to clean, the open top was better, even though it wasn’t designed for just douching, not enemas. Even though she did not have what I was looking for, we had an interesting conversation about enemas and other feminine products.

My most embarrassment was when in high school and bought condoms. Back then they were not available in restrooms or out in the open to see in our drug store. I had heard guys talk about them and had seen one still in the wrapper but that was it. I heard you had to ask at the counter and they would get them for you.

I walked around the store sweating and when no one elsa was close I went up and asked for a rubber. At first the female cashier looked puzzled then grinned and asked if I meant a condom, I was then confused because I only knew them as a Trojan or a rubber. I said yes more to get it over with rather then then get into a discussion. She asked how many and I replied two, she turned left and headed to the backroom. I was horrified when a woman and two college aged girls stepped to the counter to also pay for their purchases, they were visiting with each other and I hoped they wouldn't pay attention.

The cashier returned and holding them for the world to see said "two condoms, that will be two dollars", the woman and the girls stopped talking and then the younger girls busted out giggling. I still turn red remembering about it, and the thing about it I was not sexually active just curious and wanted it figure out how they worked and how to put them on.

I think eMom pointed out that women have high maintenance issues and buying an enema bag is no more embarrassing than buying some Massengill douche. I have gone on trips with Petal and made her walk into a CVS and buy a twin pack of fleet enemas. Her face would be beet red when she finished because there is no doubt where they are going to end up. I would make her ask me for them nicely later. She really would rather have a bag as well, she said the fleets make her push too much which could then lead to Hemorrhoids which would lead to other treatments including suppositories and a chilled njoy plug. .

I posted a story several years ago entitled "Many Shades of Red". There are numerous chapters that are based on some actual and factual circumstances as well as some fantasy interposed. I have experienced some drug store embarrassment, but overcame it to the extent that I've enjoyed some wonderful interactions regarding our favorite topic.

Those face to face interactions have always resulted in some stimulating conversation.

Pecan nutjob's post sure brought back a memory of my most embarrassing experience ever in a drug store.

I was about 4 yrs old and the whole family, including our teenage maid, were on a summer vacation in a rented house by the sea. One day my mom told me that she was sending our maid to the local pharmacy to buy more glycerin suppositories for yours truly and that I was going to accompany her because the walk would be good for my ‘constipation problem’. The anxiety that I felt as I held our maid's hand as we walked to that pharmacy was awful, but it was nothing compared to what then took place!

There was an extremely attractive female assistant in a sort of white nylon nurse’s uniform serving behind the counter and I remember sheepishly looking up at her as our maid stood at the counter and asked her for a box of glycerin suppositories. The assistant asked our maid if she needed adult or child size suppositories and she replied, in front of everyone, that she needed CHILD SIZE GLYCERIN SUPPOSITORIES. What embarrassment I felt because it was obvious to all that they were for me! The assistant smiled, walked over to a shelf and came back with the familiar flat white box and placed it on the counter. As our maid searched for coins in her purse to pay, the assistant looked down at me, our eyes locked, and she smiled even more! I was totally devastated since even this assistant, a complete stranger, knew exactly what was going to befall to me when I got home and found that somehow amusing! I really don’t know what possessed me, but probably from feeling intensely embarrassed and trying to save face in some way, I looked up at her and said, very defiantly, "I'M NOT HAVING ONE YOU KNOW!" Well, to my horror, she looked down at me and now, with an even bigger grin on her face, she said “OH YES YOU ARE!". Well, this banter then went back and forth as every time I emphatically told her that I WASN'T having a suppository, it was met with a very emphatic reply of "OH YES YOU ARE!" She was obviously really enjoying teasing me and ended up almost giggling in delight at my animated reaction as I, on the other hand, was reduced almost to tears. I had never felt so embarrassed, humiliated and frustrated because I was totally powerless to do anything about the situation. As we walked back to the house all I could think about was the terrible indignity which I had suffered at the hands of that assistant who had obviously found it extremely entertaining imagining the dreadful ordeal that soon awaited me when we got back.

I always was very embarrassed when they still sold glass thermometers to go to the store and buy one. It never stopped me and I bought many over the years but at the same time I always was mortified.

As we walked back to the house all I could think about was the terrible indignity which I had suffered at the hands of that assistant who had obviously found it extremely entertaining imagining the dreadful ordeal that soon awaited me when we got back.

Perhaps you should have walked behind the counter and kicked her square in the shins. You still would have gotten the suppository, and been beaten soundly for your violent outburst, but at least you'd have the satisfaction of making that bitch feel every bit as bad and then some for her cunty wickedness toward you.

To all of you that were embarrassed or wondering if the cashier "noticed" what you were buying, I can honestly tell you (from a cashier's prospective) that YES, they did notice and wonder. Not if you were hurting a child (as someone said, as that thought never crossed my mind), but I definitely would have noticed if you were buying suppositories, enema's, loads of Metamucil and things like that. I worked in a large (now extinct) drug store chain. I started off as a cashier, then ended up in the pharmacy where I got to see and learn ohhh so much more!!