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Subject: faking it Author: Tim [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: Monday, April 28, 2014, 06:40: am Yeah I faked it once in grade school and got a super painful shot in my butt!!!!!!!!!! Tim [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Re: faking it Author: Jack [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Tuesday, February 10, 2015, 11:41: pm Lucky you! When I faked it last I was 17 and didn't want to go to school. Thought I had it dicked until mom came into my room and woke me up. She took my hand and led me into the bathroom where she had hung a bulging enema bag on the towel rack. Next thing I knew I was over her lap with the nozzle in my butt and warm soapy water filling me up. Damn I wish I had gone to school! [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: faking it Author: Mark [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Sunday, February 15, 2015, 10:32: am Same thing happened to me. I was faking being sick and mom gave me an enema that morning and also gave me another enema later that day when my brothers came home from school. She walked intonthe family room and announced that is was time for another enema. My brothers howled with laughter as she led me to the bathroom for the treatment I didn't really need. She put extra soap and really warm water in the bag and made me bend over the side of the tub. I was 16 and so sorry I faked being sick. I cried and begged her not to give it to me to no avail. She filled me up as my brothers stood outsidenthe door and told mom to make sure she gave me at least 2 more enemas. She told them to stop it or they would be next. I could only hope she meant it. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: faking it Author: Todd [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Sunday, February 22, 2015, 09:21: pm I actually faked being sick when I was in high school because staying home from school sick was always treated with at least one enema and I liked getting enemas. There were plenty of times I was really sick and needed an enema but if I wanted an enema and wasnt sick I would fake a stomach ache and I got to stay home and mom would give me as many enemas as she thought I needed. Some of the enemas were given in the morning and I would ask for another one later. Sounds strange but I bet there were a lot of kids who liked enemas as much as I did. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: faking it Author: Billy [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Sunday, May 31, 2015, 09:42: am After a weekend of senior year parrying I didn't want to go to school on Monday so on Sunday evening I told my Mom I was really feeling bad and my stomach was very upset. She and my dad both knew I was really hungover but did let on that they knew. She felt my forehead and with a loving expression said ' oh poor baby you go lie down and mommy will help you feel better ' I had no idea what was really in store for me but I was in bed watching TV and mom came in and gave me a dose od Milk of Magnesia for my upset stomach. I thought that was it when she left the room. 30 minutes later she came into my room and took my hand and told me to come with her. She led me to the bathroom in the hall where I saw my dad holding the enema bag and it was bulging. He was sitting on the closed toilet with a towel over his lap. He told me to drop my pants and lay over his lapand I could tell he meant business. Mom had shut the bathroom door and I was trapped. I had no choice but to cooperate and knew I had been busted so I dropped d my pants on the floor and layed over his lap. Mom took the enema bag and he pulled down my underwear exposing my bare butt. he told me they knew I was drunk the night before and gave me a few hard swats on the butt. I was embarrassed and it hurt. I hadn't been spanked nor given an enema in several years and almost cried when he put the nozzle in me. Mom held the bag and then I heard the click and warm soapy water started to flood my guts. 10 minutes and a lecture about drinking later the bag was empty and I was sitting in the toiket as dad refilled the bag. 3 enemas mater I was in bed and of course the next morning I was sitting in school thinking about how stupid I was. I told my best friend who I was drinking with and he howled with laughter. He told me he felt like crap on Sunday and his mom kept asking him if he was OK. He was glad my mom didn't call his mom because he probably would have gotten the same treatment. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: faking it Author: howard [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Monday, September 21, 2015, 05:50: pm I faked once when I was in 6th grade--didn't want to take the math text scheduled. When my brother and sister left, mom made me get out of bed and go to her room. I had to take off my pj bottoms and lay over her bed butt up where she took my temperature (you know where. which I didn't like and I told her so. after seeing I didn't have a fever, she stuck it back. She left the room She came back in, took it out, told me to get up and led me into the bathroom. I was so embarrassing being led out of her bedroom because my 4 year old sister saw me naked. Anyway, when I went into the bathroom, I saw our enema bulb on the sink ready to go (the nozzle on and covered with Vaseline.) I had to bend over the toilet seat. I kept my legs together and mom spanked my butt and I had to separate my legs and soon felt the nozzle go in me. That day, I got another enema in the afternoon. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]