Cassie walked nervously into the hospital again, feeling a familiar sense of dread fill her stomach. She was here once more due to her long-standing issue with constipation, which seemed to worsen every time she had her period. The embarrassment of explaining her condition to medical professionals was bad enough, but the thought of undergoing yet another invasive procedure made her heart race.
Her first stop was the doctor's office, where she tried to maintain her composure as the kindly old man examined her. He prodded and poked, asking questions about her symptoms and recent bowel movements. After a few moments of discomfort, he stood up and made an announcement that sent shivers down Cassie's spine.
"I'm afraid we're going to have to take drastic measures this time," he said, his voice echoing off the sterile walls. "You're going to need a very large enema to help clear out your system."
Cassie's mind reeled at the thought of enduring such a procedure. Enemas were bad enough, but three liters? That was almost impossible to imagine. She felt like she might vomit right there in the exam room.
She was led to a nearby room, where she changed into a hospital gown that barely covered her bottom half. She lay down on the exam table, trying to pretend that this was just another uncomfortable appointment. The doctor walked in with a smile on his face, holding a long, thin hose.
"Now, this may be a bit uncomfortable at first," he warned her. "Just take deep breaths and try to relax."
The next few minutes were a blur of pain and discomfort as the doctor slowly filled her with warm fluid. Cassie winced as the pressure built up inside her, feeling like she might burst at any moment. She never knew that being so full could feel so... strange.
After what seemed like an eternity, the doctor finally removed the hose and clamped it off. Cassie lay there, trying to catch her breath as the sensation of being stuffed to the brim slowly faded away. She was told to hold it for a while longer, and she did her best to comply, enduring excruciating pain as she was moved into various positions.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the doctor gave her the go-ahead to let it all out. She was scared - and she should be. The first spurt of fluid hit the toilet with a startlingly loud splash, sending water and chunks flying everywhere. There were multiple waves, some with hard chunks, some with soft mush, and some all watery brown liquid.
The toilet container was emptied multiple times, each time revealing a sickening mess. When it was finally cleaned up, the doctor gently wiped her sore asshole with a warm, damp cloth. Cassie lay there, exhausted yet relieved, as the doctor told her that the procedure was a success.
As she was helped back into her clothes and discharged from the hospital, Cassie couldn't help but wonder how she had managed to make such a mess of her poor body. But then again, at least it would be a while before she had to worry about going to the bathroom again.
