Emily's First Enema

by Tom

Seven year old Emily didn't like being in the hospital much at all. The food was lousy and people were always coming it to poke and prod her. Morning came quickly and the one bright spot, nurse Jane Wilson, came into her room with a bright smile on her face. "Wake up honey-bun-it's "Temp-time" she sang out. Emily rubbed her eyes and yarned. Her blue eyes came into focus and she brushed her blond hair back with her little fingers.

"Good morning, Nurse Jane" she said as she rolled over on her tummy. Emily watched with her head turned to one side on the soft pillow, as her nurse shook down and placed the rectal thermometer on a tissue. The nurse squeezed a dollop of lubricant on the bulb and tended to Emily. Jane opened her hospital gown and exposed her little pink bottom. It was a lovely sight. "My, what a lovely Butt!" she teased Emily. Jane patted it playfully and Emily giggled.

This was one of the few bright spots of the day. For as long as she could remember, Emily enjoyed having her temperature taken rectally. She loved the way Nurse Jane did it. She was so gentle and slow. Her touch was so soft and caring-never rushed.

"How's my sweet girl?" Nurse Jane asked. "I feel fine, but I wish I could sleep a little longer, though," Emily advised. Jane laughed. "I know honey and I wish I could let you, but we take temperatures at six every morning and then you get breakfast," Jane explained.

Jane placed her left hand on Emily's bottom and gently parted her buttocks. The young girls soft, pink anus came into view and quivered as it was exposed. She heard Emily sigh contentedly into the pillow. She brought the bulb to Emily's anus and slowly inserted it into her rectum. "Oh Nurse Jane-that feels so nice," Emily softly said. "That's good, honey, just relax," the nurse replied as she slid two inches of the cool glass rod into her excited patient. Emily spread her little legs and rubbed against the white sheets. "OH-it feels so good" the girl gasped. Nurse Jane placed her hand on Emily's bottom to keep her still and held the thermometer in place as she checked her watch.

"Emily, your chart says that it's been two days since you made a 'poo-poo,'" she advised her patient. "When I'm finished taking your temperature -I need to give you an enema, honey." Emily came back to earth at this bit of strange news. "I DON'T WANT AN ENEMA!" she cried.

Nurse Jane rubbed her bottom and smiled. "Do you know what an enema is?" she asked the shocked girl. "No-I never had one." Emily confessed. "Then how do you know you don't want one?" Emily didn't answer. "Enemas don't hurt. I'm just going to put a little water where I'm taking your temperature to help you have a bowel movement." The nurse explained. Nurse Jane withdrew the thermometer and read Emily's temperature.

Emily was still unsure about the enema, but she loved and trusted Jane. She watched as her nurse showed her the red enema bag, white hosing, and the small plastic nozzle. "Emily, I'm going to put some warm water in the bag and I'll be right back," she explained.

Jane returned with a pint of warm water in the bag. It looked like a gallon to the scared girl. "Relax, darling-I'd never hurt you," she promised and kissed Emily lightly on the cheek. Emily smiled. "Lay on your back for me" Nurse Jane said and took a pillow and placed it under Emily's hips. She lifted her legs up and back in the diaper-change position. "Can you keep your legs up like that for me, baby?" she asked. "Yes-I think so," Emily replied. "Good girl-we're ready."

Emily watched her nurse put lubricant on her finger and then felt her rub it around her anal opening. "Oh- I like that" she chirped. "I need to make sure your relaxed back there, the nozzle is a little bigger then a thermometer, which you're used to," she advised. Jane gave her a wonderful anal massage. Emily grunted in pleasure-she loved anal stimulation.

Moments later, a well lubricated nozzle touched her anus. "Take a deep breath for me, sweetie"-Jane soothed. As Emily did, Jane slipped the nozzle slowly up her rectum. "This will be a new sensation for you. You're going to feel some warm water now-it won't hurt you-so don't worry," she explained. "OK-Nurse Jane-I'm ready.

Emily heard a clicking sound and then the warm water slowly enter her rear end. She jumped. "Too fast?" her nurse asked. "No-it's alright-it just feels weird," Emily grunted. "You're such a good girl-I'm proud of you," Jane praised. Emily beamed.

Nurse Jane held the nozzle in Emily's rectum with her right hand. The water was making little Emily squirm on the bed. "Relax baby-let me help you take your mind off of this," she cooed to the cute girl. Jane used the fingers of her left hand to massage Emily's bald vagina. Very gently she eased a finger into the little slit. Emily moaned in pleasure.

"Do you know how to pleasure yourself?" Jane asked her. Emily croaked "No." Jane smiled "You mean to tell me that you've never touched yourself here?" she inquired. "Mommy says it's naughty to do that," the girl replied with a blush.

"Poor baby, It's not naughty-it's beautiful. My little girl does it, and I even do it when I'm stressed," Nurse Jane explained. She took Emily's hand and put it where hers was. "It's alright honey, explore yourself with your fingers-you'll feel better-it's just us," Jane coaxed.

Emily was a quick study and soon had a good rhythm going as the bag emptied into her. It was flat before she even realized it. Emily gasped and moaned as waves of pleasure washed over her.

Jane looked at the red bag as it hung limply. "Good girl," she sang out-"You've taken a pint of water-now give it a few minutes and let it do it's work," Nurse Jane advised. Emily smiled brightly and wiggled her little fingers inside her vagina. She shivered and shook as her lovely nurse removed the nozzle from her rectum.

"Hold it for me, baby, while I get the bed pan under you," Jane ordered. Once it was in place, Emily relaxed and she felt herself go. "You're going to feel so much better," Jane promised as Emily grunted on the bed pan.

Emily felt light and fresh as Jane lovingly wiped her and secured her gown. "You know what Nurse Jane?" "No what honey?" she asked. "Now I love RECTAL TEMPERATURES and ENEMAS!" Emily exclaimed happily. The nurse laughed "That's good-I'm so glad sweetie."

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