Aunts & Enemas

By Devereaux Devonshire

Five stories about (mostly) aunts and enemas.

A teen girl learns the hard way not to make fun of her mom's pregnant belly.

How can a man keep his constipation a secret from his kindly aunt when her bathroom doesn't have a door?

A mean aunt teachers her nephew not to try on her clothes.

A nice aunt gives enemas to her nephew and son together.

And a true story about a visit to an Asian masseuse who offers a special service.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Devereaux Devonshire
• Release date: Jan 5, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301791873

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Aunts & Enemas

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Devereaux Devonshire

Copyright 2013 Devereaux Devonshire

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Prego Belly

When I was 18, I was surprised to find out my mom was going to have a baby. She was 18 when she had me, so she was 36 now, but I thought for sure she was done. I didn’t take the news very well. I was an only child and enjoyed being spoiled by my parents, especially my dad, who always called me his little girl. Suddenly things were different. First of all I had to start doing chores because my mom was tired a lot. As I said, I was a little spoiled and resented having to do the extra work as my mom’s belly got bigger and bigger. I took it out on her by making jokes about her growing belly and mounting weight.

When she modeled a maternity bathing suit for me I told her not go to the beach because she’d be mistaken for a beached whale. And when she’d have trouble getting up from a chair I’d tell her I’d get a crane.

Finally, in her eighth month she snapped at me.

It was a summer morning and my dad had left for work, so it was just my mom and me in the house. I got out of bed when I heard mom turn off the shower in the bathroom. I stood at the bathroom door to wait for her to come out, and it was quite a contrast when she opened the door. I was wearing the skimpy mid-drift T-shirt I was sleeping in and some bikini panties, and she was nude, except for the towel she was trying to wrap around her hips. It wasn’t working; her belly was an enormous round ball.

My God, Mom, I said, look how huge you are. You’re enormous. I lifted my T-shirt, Don’t you wish you had a nice smooth flat belly like mine instead of that big prego belly you’re carrying around?" I patted her firm, distended stomach.

She looked at me angrily and said, Yes I do, before storming past me. I laughed it off and got in the shower. What could she do, I thought.

While I was in the shower, I heard my mom come back into the bathroom to do something, but I couldn’t see because of the shower curtain. I was hoping she was putting away some clean towels because I didn’t want to do it.

When I pulled open the shower curtain I was surprised to see my mom