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>>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. > >Krissi was so right about liking and hating the enemas >at the same time. It was like reading my own story >reading her posts. I never knew for sure when my next >enema was but the anticipation was both positive and >negative at the same time. After about six months >when I realized the enemas were a part of my life >until I moved out of her house I began to anticipate >if not crave my next enema. The humiliation and >degradation of being "put on the toilet" for a forced >bowel movement like Krisi says was so exciting for me. > They were sexually a turn on for me around 14 or so. >I didn't mature early sexually I guess. But by then I >had been living in my own head about my enemas and the >intimidation of that enema bag hanging in the shower >dominated so much of my being for years. Stepmom had >control of my bowel movements in a way and that messes >with your head. If you recently had your enema you >were probably good for several days, maybe two weeks. >But on any given night after several days I was >expecting her to inform me it was my enema night. >Usually twice a month. One large enema. Then sitting >on that chair potty in your room with your enema and >your thoughts.

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