Since diapers entered our lives mixed with a bit a scat fetish mostly from my side, I have been dreaming about an enema session with my husband. I did not have the courage to bring it up, I did not know how he would react. But in the last couple of weeks, I got the feeling that he was more and more open to "crazy" ideas and experiences. My birthday was coming up and he asked me what I wanted to get for my birthday. To which I plainly said that I wanted to try enema with him, while both of us wearing a diaper. And to my surpise, he did not hesitate at all, just nodded, as if I said that I wanted a book or something. He also assured me that if I wanted to try something like this, I did not have to wait for my birthday, we can try anything anytime. So I told him the second thing on my wish list for my birthday. And we agreed that I will get the supplies for the weekend.
I instantly went to amazon to collect everything that I wanted. We already had one of the thickest ABDL diapers on the market, luckily fitting both of us, so I did not have to order that. I wanted to do the enema for both of us simultaneously, so I bought 2 enema set, 2 liters each. I looked it up on the web and found that there are people who can even take a full 2 liters enema, but I was planning on 1.5 liters each.
I couldn't wait for the weekend to come. The supplies arrived in two days.
Finally, the big day has come. It was Saturday, we had nothing to do, just chill. We were laying on the bed in the morning, watching Netflix. All I could think about was the enema. My heart was pumping in my neck. I was collecting my courage to ask my husband if he was ready to go. But before I could say anything, he stopped the episode and asked me if I have bought everything that we needed for the enema session. I love him so much :) I nodded. He then told me that probably this would be a good time to do it, because he is feeling the need to poop already. So was I. He did not poop himself in the night, so I was happy for the result already. Although he lost most if his control over his bowels and bladder, he could hold his poop during the day, even if only for a little while.
Anyways, I got the supplies from the closet. I got 2 diapers as well. During this time, my husband got rid of his nighttime diaper and got cleaned up. I was so nervous. I filled the two enema bags with 1.5 liters each. My plan was to take it while laying on our stomach in the bed. The bed was protected anyways because of the occasional diaper leaks. So, I hung the two bags above the bed onto the bookshelf.
Everything was ready. And I did not come unprepared. I read some blogs about enemas online. I did not know how long my husband was capable of holding the liquid, so my plan was to insert the tubes in both of us, then diaper up and only then release the tube. Then, when the bags were empty, we could just pull out the tubes, the diaper is not that tight.
I told the plan to my husband, to which he just laughed and noted that I really did my research. We both laid our diaper on the bed. As my husband was laying there, on the open diaper in front of me, ready to take his enema, I remembered again how much I loved him. I took the end of his tube, lubed it, then with one finger I started to massage his anus before inserting the tube. My husband then did the same for me, to which I moaned quite loudly.
We were ready, both laying on our open diapers with the enema tube in our butts. We closed our diapers. My husband has more experience, so he checked the diaper at my legs and made sure that I was not gonna leak. When we were both ready, we carefully turned onto our stomachs.