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>Shelly, >So nice to hear from you. >I am still around trying to find a new home to post >inside since the other page was deleted by Voy for >whatever reason. I have not found krissi since that >page was closed back in march. I was shocked when it >happened. I was on the page posting and krissi just >posted and i was reading her post and plan to post but >when i did that is when the page was deleted. Lost >all communication and some amazing post from that page. >Your story is interesting. Hopefully we can chat here >on this forum. > > > >>For AV, My father and us two girls and one boy moved >>in with our eventual future stepmother when I was 12. >>Our mom had died two years previous. The very next >>night after moving in with her she brought one of >>those hospital toilet chairs into my sister and I >>shared bedroom and announced that regular clean outs >>were done in her house for all children. She left the >>room and we were freaking out! We had no idea what >>she was talking about and what was with the toilet >>chair. She came back a few minutes later with a blue >>rubber bag and tubing and towels and a tube of >>something and shooed me out of the room and closed the >>door. I stood outside the door and listened as she >>was clearly undressing and talking to my sister about >>ENEMAS. What the heck! Sister crying and begging. >>She was 9. After about only six or seven minutes the >>door opened and she left. I went in and tried to >>console my sister sitting on the toilet chair going >>and going in the toilet. Freaking out wondering when >>I was next. She has four children of her own, two >>each. There were three nights of the clean out >>treatment in their bedroom for other children then I >>was surprised with my turn. I relive that first enema >>like it was last night over and over and over. I >>cried and begged and cried and begged. I didn't have >>to be held like you did because I always obeyed >>adults. It too is therapy for me to get to talk about >>it now that I am an adult. I thought us kids were the >>only kids that got enemas. Got a lubed finger put up >>your butt before your enema. Never ever wanted anyone >>to know about it. We got a clean out each at least >>twice a month until we moved out of her house. Always >>in our bedrooms on that toilet chair, humiliated, >>degraded, naked from the waist down. But as I got >>into my late teens I started liking knowing that other >>kids in the house got enemas too and looked forward to >>someone getting their enema on a given night. Wished >>I could give it to them. My two boys are five and >>three now and I will probably start regular enemas for >>them at around 6 like Krissi did with her kids. They >>both have had to have a suppository once in a while, >>Dr. ordered, because of constipation. So it isn't a >>leap to think regular enema clean outs will be in >>order for them. I followed Krissi and you on that >>forum and reread and reread every post trying to get >>the courage to tell my story. Thank you AV and Krissi >>if you are out there. I remember when I started >>school I started holding in my poop because I didn't >>like the open stalls at school where all the girls >>could look at me. I was put in diapers and force fed >>mag citrate several times for that first year until I >>decided to stop holding. Many many many kids hold >>their poop when starting school and it leads to a >>stretched out rectum and colon and infrequent bowel >>movements. Stool sitting in the colon festering and >>brewing. Not my two boys. When school starts regular >>enemas start.

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