Tell Your Enema Fantasy

I often have fantasies being given a forced enema.

One of my biggest fantasies, one that I am planning towards etc. is this scenario:

I'm restrained in a hospital bed (or some other form of lying down, treatment table etc) mostly immobilized. As a precaution and the fact that I wont be able to get out of bed for multiple hours I get a cath in place. A funnelgag or gastric tube is inserted in my mouth. Unable to resist, I get fed a large dose or colon-prep grade laxatives (the ones you have to drink multiple litres of) Whilst that is forced down a colonic nozzle is inserted (like the coloclean setup). I am given one or 2 extra soapy enemas using this setup combined with a deep and thourough massage of my belly, obviously retention times are as long as possible. Since the nozzle allows for draining aswell there is no need to unfasten the restraints. Whilst this is being done the laxatives have time to kick in and start purging my system. I remain in restriants, no moving arround or walking about, unable to fight off cramps etc until the entire purge is done. Only then am I allowed out of the restraints. What follows next is dependend on the sadistic doc in charge ^^

I have so many enema fantasies but my most prevalent is that my father has come into my room with a doctor and after a long, thorough examination I’m told I need an enema. My father then goes to get the bag, hose, nozzle and Vaseline. The doctor removes my panties and has me lie on my back. He then holds my legs above my head while my dad lubes my ass and in a soothing, but deep and steady voice, he encourages me to relax and tells me everything he’s doing. As the warm water goes in, my dad and doc caress my belly and and face and hair. All very gentle and loving. Of course, the warm water starts to slip out once the nozzle is removed but my father is there to plug me up with his finger, telling me to hold it as long as I can. Meanwhile, right when I can’t hold it any longer, both men take me to the toilet so I can expel. The doctor gently cleans me up and it’s off to bed for another enema.

As a well off widowed person that looks and acts substantially younger than his age, my fantasy is meeting a older lady that tells me on a date that she would be more than happy to give me an enema and would like it if I could do the same for her.

My fantasy would be to meet a hot masculine construction site guy to give many enemas to.

I have a multitude of enema fantasies and they change frequently. Many of them are based on material posted on this site. The one that pops into my mind most often now is that of being recently married to a cute, petite young woman who, in my mind’s eye, resembles a girl I dated many years ago. In my fantasy we are both klismos, as in real life am I. Fantasy wise we are high school teachers, something I was not. Anyway, it’s a Saturday so the schools are closed and the stores are open. My spouse decides to go shopping while I kick back and watch a UCLA football game. (C’mon, Chip, ya gotta do better than last year.) About the time my hapless Bruins blow it, I hear a key in the door and in bursts my wife all atwitter. “Honey,” she exclaims, “guess what I just bought us?” I note she’s carrying a large paper bag, but I haven’t a clue as to the contents. “I dunno,” I artfully reply. “What?” She responds, “I stopped by Walgreen’s and they are having a sale on enema equipment, so I bought us that 3 quart, open top enema bag you were eyeing so greedily when we were in there last week. Half price. So guess who’s going to be the first one to try it out?” Well, I have a pretty good idea, and it isn’t her. I don’t think I need to bother you with any more tawdry details, the direction this train is heading should be obvious by now. I acted out this scenario earlier today so I think it’s time to watch some pre-season football.

Cheers, acerbas

One summer when I was fourteen I went over to my friend’s house. I knocked on the door, no answer, so I opened the door (nobody locked their doors back then) and called for him again. Still no answer as I walked through the house calling for him, but as I walked by his older sister’s bedroom the door was open and I saw a pile of freshly done laundry on her bed. I spotted a couple of bras on the pile. Curious as to her size, I went in and picked up one of the bras to check the tag for size. Just then she is at the door, saying, “What in the hell are you doing in my room?”

I said I was looking for her brother. She said nobody was home but her, and why was I playing with her bra? I told her I was just curious. She didn’t say anything for a minute, but then she got this sly smile and said, “As punishment for snooping in my room, I am going to give you an enema. I said, “No way - getting an enema just for snooping in her room was not fair.” She thought a moment then she said, “Since you seem to be interested in my boobs, I will show them to you if you let me give you an enema.” “You have a choice, I can tell your mother that you were snooping in my room and playing with my bras, or, I give you an enema and you get to see my boobs.” I did not want her telling my mom and I did want to see her boobs, so I agreed.

She headed across the hall to the bathroom, grabbed a towel from the laundry basket and spread it on the floor, then she got an enema bag from under the sink. I was expecting the bulb that I had seen before and my friend admitted it was used on him and his sister, but I was committed. As she began running the water she told me to drop my pants and get down on the towel. She hung the full bag on a towel bar, wiped some Vaseline on the nozzle, spread my ass cheeks, and the nozzle was in. My dick was hard from the anticipation of getting an enema, and seeing her boobs. As the warm water flowed she commented that boys always got a stiffie when they got an enema. Soon I was feeling full so I asked her to stop. She clicked the clamp off, then said, “You took only about half of the bag so you get to see only one boob.” Before I could say anything the water was flowing again and this time I took nearly all of it before I begged her to stop. She cleaned the bag and put it away while I was on the toilet shitting my guts out.

When I was finished, I pulled on my underwear and shorts. Then she said we had a deal and she pulled her T-shirt up over her head and unhooked her bra, letting it fall saying, “Look, but don’t touch.”. She had nice round globes with pointy dark brown nipples. She asked if it was worth an enema to see them. I told her, “Yes, it was!” Then she put on her bra and T-shirt. I asked when I get to give her an enema. She just said, “Dream on.”

My fantasy would be if my Dr friend kidnaps me to a abandoned hospital & has a exam room ready & waiting for me & he straps me down to the table & gives me exams & enemas & i’m Dressed in a patient gown and he is in his dr outfit

My fantasy would be to lay on a bed face to face with a beautiful woman. Have an enema pole positioned next to the bed, with 2 one galon bags hooked on it. We are face to face so we can see the expression on the others face. I would control of her clamp, and her mine. We can be sub and aggressor at the same time.

My fantasy would be to lay on a bed face to face with a beautiful woman. Have an enema pole positioned next to the bed, with 2 one galon bags hooked on it. We are face to face so we can see the expression on the others face. I would control of her clamp, and her mine. We can be sub and aggressor at the same time.

I would love to have an exam that started off realistic then the doctor decides they need to take a closer look. They call in assistance (preference would be at least 1 female and 1 male doctor but the more the better). Once they arrive I am restrained to a stirrups in an exam chair. Then I would be forced enemas until clean or however long they wanted. Taking test like how much can I hold, how long can I hold it etc. This followed by a full anal exam and fun!

My enema fantasy is a bit extreme or at least unusual. I would meet with my play partner, preferably another male. We would start off our session by giving each other enemas until clear. We would start with a glycerin or bisacodyl solution and then switch to plain water for rinsing. As soon as the returns are clear, we would both insert our double balloon nozzles and inflate the balloons. He would then take another enema. But instead of releasing the enema, we would connect his nozzle to mine. He would stand up while I would be lying on the floor, so that the water can flow from his colon directly into mine. Then we would switch position...

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Hi Elise! Why do you write in English??? Can you also speak German (just for interest)? -- A forced enema ..... yeah, it´s always great fun to give a forced enema to a shy girl ..................

Earlier this week I started to have my first ever dream about an enema.

Don't know many of the details because it ran only a few seconds and the clock radio came on!

OH well!!

All I remember is being given an enema by someone else. Not my husband. Definitely a female.

Then I Had to do my first and most important job as a wife, mother and dog owner, and get ready for my "real" job.

I haven't dreamed since.

My fantasy, it's me waiting alone in a clinic exam room where I've never been before and the doctor tells me that I'll need and enema so wait for the nurse to come. Then the nurse comes and it's a particular female friend from high school who I've always lusted after. She gives me a smile as I turn beet red. She tells me to undress and says she will be back momentarily. Then she returns with another nurse, another of my old friends from high school, another woman who I used to undress in my mind during class. So I'm now naked and they are both smiling at me, holding a full enema bag and a tube of ky jelly in their gloved hands. One of them grins and says "Please lie on your side facing away from us and we'll begin".

Looking back, I wish I'd at least attempted to play doctor with these two women when we were young. The three of us were quite close then and were always semi flirting with one another without really realizing how much sexual tension there was. We were very naive then.

I’ve never actually gotten an enema before. (Unless I got one when I was really young and don’t remember.) I think my fantasy would be to get a bulb enema. The experience of the repeated insertions sounds exciting. Maybe over the knee or laying on my stomach with pillows under my hips to get my butt higher. I’d probably be told that to make sure I was cleaned out thoroughly enough I’d have to be given multiple enemas. Details like the number of enemas, size of the bulb, amount of insertions, etc could be decided by the person administering. They would also be able to decide if I needed any other treatment(s) like a rectal temp or spanking if I didn’t behave well enough. I’d want to know generally what was going to happen but also have a few surprises thrown in.

One of my fantasies is given an enema that knocks me out. Maybe to subdue me because of my behavior, getting put into a straight jacket and forced to bend over as the tube is inserted and the solution injected.

Another fantasy I've had is being kidnapped, stripped in the van and made to take an enema. Then the van stops and I have to get out and empty my guts by the side of the road in plain view of other motorists.

One of my fantasies is given an enema that knocks me out. Maybe to subdue me because of my behavior, getting put into a straight jacket and forced to bend over as the tube is inserted and the solution injected.

Another fantasy I've had is being kidnapped, stripped in the van and made to take an enema. Then the van stops and I have to get out and empty my guts by the side of the road in plain view of other motorists.

JayG,

So you are given an enema to knock you out, then put into the straight jacket, then you wake up and you get a second enema while unable to move in the jacket? Correct? How did they manage to get the first enema into you without the straitjacket? The first enema had a drug to knock you out, then what's next? What's in the second enema while wearing the straightjacket?

Or did I read it backwards? You're forced into the jacket then given the knockout enema? Might be fun but just trying to think through it. Thanks,

Eric

My best fantasy is to be lying in bed in the early hours of the morning and half asleep.

I am awakened by a soft sound of my of the water running in the bathroom.

My wife's friend who is staying with us comes to the bedside and runs her hand over my head and says, you did not sleep well, I kind of answer not sure what is going on.

She is wearing a soft long night gown with part of her beautiful breasts showing, her nipples are hard through the soft material.

I am starting to get aroused just looking at her, she is very soft spoken and says the she was talking to my wife about enemas and diet and health.

She then says, I think you could benefit from a good soapy enema first thing every morning.

I answered her in a low voice and said yes that my wife often gave them to me to relax and help me destress.

She then says would you like me to give you one now?

I reply yes, but what about my wife? Her reply was I think she will be OK, as I have already giver her a good syringing yesterday.

She returns to the ensuite and I hear water running and the sound of our 8 ounce bulb enema being pumped in water, the sound is music to my ears.

Jan reappears with a tray,on which is the big white bowl we use. the Red Bulb with the large black nozzle is resting beside the bowl along with the coconut cream for lube. The clear latex gloves are also on the tray.

Jan then tells me to take off my bottoms and raise my legs high. She proceeds to put a pillow under my bum and tells me to spread my legs as wide as I can.

I am fully erect and she does not seem to care, as she starts to speaks soft words of encouragement, I wont hurt you,just lie back and relax.

She then says do you ever cum when getting an enema? yes I answer. Well just let me get this one into you and we will see.

Will

I would love a forced enema. I want to be tied down and have a big nozzle pushed deep inside. Then I would be filled with cool soapy water. Water so soapy that is white and cloudy from all the soap. I want 3 quarts forced inside me while I scream and beg for release. But no release comes. I'm forced to hold it until I'm sobbing from the pain. Oh, that would be wonderful.

I would love a forced enema.

@may_the_lion, I would be glad to oblige that request, let me know! WET

My fantasies usually involve the idea of women receiving enemas and/or colonics in practical, real world scenarios, not particularly in a sexual context. Colonics I find especially intriguing because they're performed by someone else. It's such a strange thing because it's faux-medical, likely offering little or no actual health benefit and possibly being dangerous. Yet many people, mostly women, including many celebrities, voluntarily, with no doctor referral or reason to do it, bare their bottoms and allow a stranger to shove a fat tube right up their bums, pump in gallons of water, and watch as they defecate.

I like to think of actresses I fancy getting this done. If I find an actress attractive, likely I wonder whether she has ever had a colonic. Maybe I'll fantasize about her going in for a complete cleansing, the hydrotherapist explaining how she would receive an enema beforehand and then a colonic. Then the prep and nervousness, being told to remove her underwear and lie on the padded table, et cetera. Pretty low-key fantasy, to be honest.

I have really debated whether to comment on this thread as per subject . My mom and I were close as to our mom son relationship as to our enemas . I loved my late mom and there was no incest at all in our close relationship when I lived at home . We had many conversations concerning ' enemas ' and our often practice of her giving them to me . This was / is more of a ' wish ' than a ' fantasy ' . I always had a strong desire to ' give ' my mother an enema but never did . We did discuss the possibility but we never did ' go there ' and treated the subject as more or less a ' taboo ' for us . My mom did on more than one occasion indicate to me with a bit of ' tease ' .............. ' .............. my boy , if only you had been a ' girl ' you would have been giving your mom enemas by now ....... ' ... we both laughed but I do think we both had a desire to exchange our roles as to ' give / receive ' but that did not happen . I saw her on a few occasions clad in her lingerie of the day which only ' piqued ' my desire to ........... ' .... give her an enema ' ........ which was the purview of my dad , her mom and any number of female relatives and close friends . Still ......... mom was my ' enema angel ' for a very long time . Thanks mom ..............

My fantasy is to have a nice lady who is always ready to administer me a huge basin of hot soapy water enema over her laps any time I need it even if am not ill with a big enema pear syringe

That fantasy would be this post of mine;

https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=docs;ox=showpart;idp=21984

Laying on a mattress and be given a large Hot Soapy Enema by a big mature woman wearing a full length dress, no panties and knows all about the enema and effects it will have, an enema which I must retain until I have satisfied her desires. She stands on the mattress facing my feet and astride of my head. I am in darkness as she bends her knees briefly squatting just over my face, and my nose is already full of her smells. I soon discover that she is VERY unhygenic!

Suddenly she is on my face, her dirty is enema hole right on my mouth and gives me very definite instructions. She wants to feel my tongue licking and cleaning her dirty Bum Crack and then, my tongue in her puckered hole to lick and Suck on her Bum hole hard!

Remember I was still holding the enema and was in total darkness and was told "I think you need some real Punishment. She stood up turned around and sat straight down, the lips of her cunt swallowing my nose and mouth. I had to bring her to a full orgasm before I was allowed to empty my bowels while she sat and watched. Believe me that is such a Hot Fantasy

My enema fantasy is to relive every erotic enema experience I’ve had.

Starting when I was three watching my next door neighbor lady give my playmate a bulb enema and then watching her give herself a full bag soapy enema while she masturbated to orgasm.

Then would be the enema sessions I enjoyed with the nurse I dated while in college. We didn’t actually date as such but she’d cook meals we’d share and we fucked two to three times a week and we would exchange enemas. The best part would be the times she’d invite her bi-nurse friend to join our enema-fuck parties and enjoy hours enema sharing and three-way fuck sessions.

After my college experiences with proper enema training from my two nurses, enema play became central to my sexual desires.

While my wives haven’t shared my love of enema play, they have at times needed enemas and were glad I could help them feel better.

The years between my marriages, I did have several enema partners and, as photographer of art nude models and women porn models, I have given enemas to a dozen different women.

Of course, I enjoyed sex and enemas with each one and have noted the similarities and differences with each one.

Mine would have to be being restrained at my wrist and ankles a catheter inserted into my bladder and then a inflatable nozzle inserted and a 2 quarts of soapy water and being made to hold till the giver was satisfied.then the nozzle is reinserted and a bigger plane water enema is started and the process is repeated with the amount getting slowly bigger.and the last bag the catheter is removed and one of those modified milking machines milks me completely dry while the bag empty’s

I have dreamed this a few times over the years so I guess it’s a fantasy. Or a nightmare!!

I’m in this sanitarium, like the old days when they sent patients to rest and recover from an illness. Each day is a strict schedule, and the nurses are strict.

At 2 o’clock in the afternoon the nurses strip my clothes and put a nightgown on me and put me down for a nap. At precisely 4 o’clock, two nurses roll a cart next to my bed with a pitcher of warm, soapy water and old-fashioned funnel and long rubber tube. I hear one of the nurses say, "Miss Victoria, it’s time for your enema. This will keep you healthy."

One of the nurses pulls up my nightgown to bare my bottom and turns me onto my side. One of the nurses elevates the funnel while the other nurse lubricates me with a gloved finger deeply inside and then inserts the rubber tube. I feel it going inside me.

The other nurse then pours the warm solution into the funnel, and she keeps telling me to breathe, which will relax me. That’s when the dream stops. I wish I knew what happens after that. Maybe I don’t want to know, that’s why I wake up!! Funny how the mind works.

@Vicki_V That’s when the dream stops. I wish I knew what happens after that.

Me too 👹👺 haha, for what it's worth it the same with me - I always wake up just when my enema dream is getting really good and exciting. Frustrating, but because I wake at that point, I remember the dream. So I wonder if there are other enema dreams that were really good, but don't wake me and thus no recollection.