I have this fantasy of playing with a "constipated Dad" who is definitely not cooperating when he realizes that I'm going to help him with suppositories/enemas. I've posted the following story under my personal "Suppository/Enema for Dad" thread, and this gives an example of my fantasy.
Once as a kid I almost swallowed the bothroom key, and my parents were so scared that they decided to remove the key from the door; since then nobody can lock in the bathroom, but of coursee we respect the privacy and do not enter when someone else is there.
But today it's different: when I asked Dad whether he had been able to poop he said no, it was the third day without going... so I told him to get prepared because I thought he would need a bulb to move his bowels. He started protesting saying that his bowels will move on their own and soon... and he especially got nervous when he saw that I had already prepared the bulb for him.
Dad has always been so shy at undressing in front of anybody... maybe that makes him so nervous... anyway when I ask him to pull his pants down he says that he actually feels the urge to go... and that so he needs nothing.
OK, so try to go, I tell him... and he enters the bathroom and closes the door behind him, but as I'm not sure at all that he will really poop I open the door and go near him as he's sitting on the toilet.
He gets very angry because he understands that I'm not going to move from there as I want to see whether he can do it or not... and moreover he's already undressed and that puts him in an embarrassing situation.
I ask him whether he pooped or not and he asks me to go out and wait... no way, I'll wait there with him. So I see him trying to push quite hard but only a little gas comes out of him... we both understand in just 2 minutes that he will never succeed... so even he tries to fight me, I make him get up from the toilet. He tries to pull me away... but I'm stronger than Dad now... he cannot get rid of me... he even threats me, saying that if I don't behave it will be him to give the enema to me, but of course I don't care for his words, I'm there to help him, and so I take him to the bed... as I do that, he sorts of grabs me and pulls my shorts down... but once again I don't care... finally I put him on the bed and make him roll over. Then jump on the bed and sit astray his thighs as he's on his belly. He make a last attempt by clenching his crack... but after a couple of smacks on his cheeks he can't kep on clenching and relaxes those muscles. So, finally I open his crack and see his anus... and a few moments later the tip of the bulb nozzle touches it and enters in Dad's body... I am able to help Dad, although it's not easy at all!!!