I had a long bath before bed, I took a coffee and baking soda enema. I put a plug in and crawled into bed with Chris. I slept on my stomach and passed out quickly. Time had jumped and I was laying on a metal table with straps around all my limbs at all the joints, my buttocks slightly raised and unable to make out any thing in this room. I could barely hear a man talking over the buzz of the mask over my face. I felt dizzy and full.
I heard footsteps, a lot of them. Then I could see men lining up around the table and the voice became much clearer.
"Everyone here should learn how to inject these by the end of the day. She has been partially sedated, to give you a good idea where a patient might feel uncomfortable. She won't feel much now but she'll be sore this afternoon. Let's try to be gentle with our volunteer." I was anything but a volunteer. The patients in the other wing of the hospital were either crazy or put away to force their silence, but they were all treated the same. I had been this particular Doctor's favorite for my resilience at defying his orders, but today I appear to be all his.
"Proper lubrication is key. I use a syringe," said the doctor. There was a rubbery snap and then a greasy finger began examining my bottom. "It's important to check for fissures during this part of the exam." His finger was swiftly pulled out and replaced by a long, cold tube and then I could feel a fluid begin to pour into me, but only for a moment before the tube was removed and I was very wet.
"I'll begin. This part of the tube will be inserted first. Push the cuff inside the first sphincter. When it's secured, you can push the camera through the colon. We will now practice insertions." After he said this, the tube was exhumed and the line of men in white coats all moved to the side together and I felt a finger inside me, this one was thicker than the first.
"Deeper, Doctor Benns." And I felt the knuckles press into my rectum. "Gooood. Now begin the insertion."
"Yes, Doctor," said a soft voice, and the finger was withdrawn and replaced with cold metal. It felt as if a snake was crawling into my anus. I pulled on restraints as the exam penetrated deeper this time. After the snake hit bottom, I assume it was pulled out and the line shifted and another doctor had his way with my bottom. This went on for about an hour, but it wasn't over.
"Alright, everyone. Good job. I'll be emptying our subject and we can begin again in an hour for the colon exams."
The room filtered out and I was alone with the doctor. With out a word he crossed the room and regloved, I was relubed, and I felt a heavy thick thing enter my ring. It stretched me out before popping inside. I began breathing heavily as my colon started to expand.