I have a nurse fantasy, and it goes like this:
I crashed my dirt bike and although I didn't break anything serious I cracked a couple ribs and strained my back muscles. Very painful, but other than giving me some really good meds, there is nothing the doctors can do for me. I am laying home one morning and my room mate is at work when a friend stops by to check up on me. We dated a few times but nothing serious. She is now a nurse, and works second shift at the hospital. She saw me there getting x-rayed and said she stopped to see if she could do anything for me at home. I told her I was doing OK, considering. She looked at the pills on the table and holding one bottle up, said to me to be careful because this one will cause constipation. I just nodded but didn't tell her it had already started. She left, saying she would be back tomorrow.
Well, the next morning I felt like I should shit, but pushing was just too painful with my ribs and back being so sore. A bit later she was at the door. I let her in and she gave me the 10 question routine and when she asked if I had a bowel movement I admitted I had not, and I suggested maybe she could go to the drugstore and get me some kind of laxative. She said, OK, she would be back soon. About a half hour later she walked in with a bag and went to the bathroom, yelling out the open door for me to get my pants off. I am laying on the couch watching tv wondering why I have to take off my pants for a laxative. About that time she appears carrying one of those clear hospital type enema bags, full of a milky looking solution. I said I thought you were getting me some laxative. She said the only cure for drug induced constipation is a good enema. Now pants off and turn over. So I did and soon I felt the tube go in me and the water flowed into my guts. Soon I had to go and she helped me up and I waddled butt naked to the toilet. I had my first good shit in days, and since I did not have to push, not too bad for my ribs. When I came out, she said not to get dressed yet, a rinse was coming.
As the rinse enema flowed into my ass, I got rock hard, and she noticed. She grabbed it playfully and asked when was the last time it had any exercise. I said it has been a while. She said although I was in no shape to hump anyone for a while, she could relieve some pressure. She squirted some of the K-Y she had used on the enema tube into her hand and began to stroke me. Soon the pressure in my balls equaled the pressure in my ass and I shot my load onto the towel she had put there. Without a word, she pulled the tube from my ass and sent me off to the bathroom. When I came back, she was gone.
The next say she stopped by again and asked how I was doing. I hinted that an enema would probably do me good. She laughed, and headed to the bathroom to fill the bag. When she came out she saw that I was naked, and already hard. I told her it was only fair that she should be naked while she gave me my enemas. She laughed and said it was obvious I was healing fast. The first soapy enema was pretty clinical, but when she brought the bag with the plain rinse, she pulled off her top and unhooked her bra. I had seen her tits once before, but forgot how nice they were. I told her to lose her shorts too, but she ignored that. I got my rinse enema and hand job, and hinted there was still time before she had to go to work for a little more fun. She said she has a boyfriend and she already went farther than she should have, and it was best if she did not come over anymore. She put on her bra and top and said she would leave the enema bag here for me, that I probably knew how to use it by now. And she left!