Discovering the "other" use for the bag

One day while at my cousins house after school I used the bathroom. While in there I noticed the enema bag hanging in the shower. The hose and nozzle were attached.I must point out that I was not a klysmo at the time but the bag caught my attention and when I returned from the bathroom, I asked my cousin who was "sick" (having associated getting enemas with illness or constipation). My cousin said nobody was sick. Not wanting to press the issue thinking maybe she got the enema and was embarrassed, I didn't pursue it any further.. Before I left her house I used the bathroom once more and looked at the hanging bag again. This time I noticed the nozzle was not like the nozzle on our enema at home. It was much larger . I went over to it and picked up the hose to hold up the nozzle and check it out..It had a larger end with holes on all four sides. I had never seen (what I thought) was an enema nozzle like this before. On the way walking home I thought about that nozzle. It seemed both scary and fascinating. Was it just for adults and the littler straight one that I and my sister got was just for kids?A few days later when I was home alone i pulled the enema box out of the hall linen closet and sure enough , there was a nozzle just like the one at my cousins house. I had never seen the entire contents of our enema box before, only the bag hose and nozzle "ready for use" or hanging drying in the shower. Now knowing that we had one of those funny looking nozzles also, my curiosity was growing. That summer while at my grandmother's, I snuck a peak at her enema box and low and behold there was a similar nozzle (even though hers was black and slightly more curved). There was a pamphlet in her box that caught my eye and I looked at it.. It was about "care and instructions". I quickly read it and it talked about the use of the bag for enemas and for douches. I had no earthly idea what a douche was. I thought maybe it was some other kind of enema.. All I knew at that time was that the nozzle went into your butt. I didn't know there was another place to put that funny shaped nozzle. It wasn't until a year or so later that the mystery was solved. And that's how I discovered the "other' use for the bag. Would like to know if anyone else had similar experiences or how you discovered the difference between bag usage.

There is feminine hygiene use. I still occasionally douche.

When I was a kid I thought the thick, long, curved black bakelite nozzles that were in the family enema box were for "special" adult enemas. The bat-shaped rectal nozzles (child and adult size) were all I ever saw on the end of the hose as it hung drying out. I remember the first time mom used the adult-sized one on me and I was so afraid it was going to hurt. I think it was the old Sears catalog that finally had me putting 2 and 2 together about the large douche nozzles. Many times as a young teen I'd use the black curved douche nozzle for my enema/masturbation sessions in the tub. Those were great tools back in the day.

Growing up, mom always had her enema bag hanging on the back of her bedroom door. Since the door was most always open, It was not visible to someone passing in the hallway. When home alone, I would look at the bag and the long, black, curved nozzle was always attached to the hose. But when it was time for my enemas, the small black bat nozzle was used. When I was about 10, I found a paperback book explaining all about birth control and fem hygiene subjects. There was a drawing of the douche being inserted in the vagina by the long curved nozzle. Bam! it all made sense. I never got to use that nozzle for an enema. By the time I was 13, mom disposed of the bag syringe system and now used a red bulb with a long black nozzle. That one I did use for my first self enema and it resulted in an immediate ejaculation. Thus another of life's big surprises for a lad.

Either Wednesday afternoon or Sunday afternoons were taken for enemas at out home when I was young as my mom worked at a Drug Store on other days. Many times I was the recipient of those enemas, and mom did nothing else that day. One time she had given me my enema and I had finished pooping it out and left to get dressed, but she stayed in the bathroom cleaning out the syringe. after I had gotten dressed, I was on my way out, but seen that mom was still in the bathroom, so I went in to see what was going on.

Mom was still at the sink and was filling the bag back up with warm water so I asked her if she was going to take an enema also. She came back with the answer that No, she needed to do some personal cleaning. She then told me I could stay and help her if I wanted. Being the inquisitive kid that I am, I stayed to see what the "personal cleaning" was all about. Mom reached in and got out the douche nozzle and attached it to the hose, then handed me the filled bag to hold for her while she pulled down her panties and took a position sitting on the toilet seat. she then reached over and removed the nozzle from the filled bag and inserted the nozzle into her vagina, clicked open the shut-off and began douching herself. Up to this time in my young life, I had seen the nozzle in in the syringe set, but had never seen it used or even knew how it was used.

Mom had me stand in front of her hold the bag for her. II could hear the water splashing into the toilet, and was wondering what was going on, so I asked mom what she was doing. She explained that she was douching, cleaning her vagina which she said was smelly and dirty at the time. I continued to hold the bag for her until it was empty, at which time after wiping herself, she took the unit back and put it in the sink for cleaning, again. That was my first time seeing mom douche or even helping her douche, but wasn't the last time either. Mom asked me to help her douche many other times after that, and even had me assist her in giving her enemas later on also, but that is a different story.

I'm told that as recently as the early 1970s, when my grandmother bought my mother her first bag, the enema was seen as the "secondary use." It was used for douching at least 4 or 5 times for every time it was used for an enema, and my mom was getting or taking more enemas than she "needed" even as it was defined then.

Look at all of the artwork that was used on the boxes that fountain syringes came in; attractive lady, outline of a female, flowers, etc. It's not hard to figure that the manufacturers knew that their biggest users were women. That, coupled with the diaphragm and vaginal jelly, made douching very common.

When I sold for the S.E. Massengill Co., we'd attend district sales meetings where we would be inundated with video slides of marketing statistics.

The optimum age for buying our product was the 18 to 35 year old female. The "pill" had just been on the market for a brief time, so lots of women were still using diaphragms.

One of my most pleasant tasks was to put a free packet of powder into every syringe in a pharmacy; even the bulb douche syringes. That was a fun product to sell.

When I was a preschooler, my mother would call her sister everyday and one of the statements that would always be made was ,"Did you douche".

That was their code word for did you have sex last night. Since our bag was hanging over the towel rack so often, I knew my mother was using it for something, but I knew she hated enemas herself. If the order for one came from a doctor, it must be gospel. Eventually, sometime in grade school I figured out that the big black nozzle was used to wash out something other than my guts. Maybe that's where I made a connection between sex and enemas. By the time I was 9, the "E" bug had bitten me hard.