****** Doctor's Office Accident by Susan Watergate ******
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Doctor's Office Accident


Well, this afternoon my choosing to not wipe after my poops caught up with me -
and more!

I began experiencing stomach pains Tuesday evening and assumed that it was just
something I ate. All day Wednesday I tried to poop but nothing happened.
Finally this morning, Thursday, I knew I had to do something so I chose to
insert a small piece of soap into my butthole before leaving for work. This
usually helps when I have missed my daily poops for more than a couple of days.
But again nothing happened until mid-morning when I was finally able push out a
little poop about 4in long. It was fairly solid and dark in color, and the odor
was very strong. As usually, after my poop I didn't wipe, which is my normal
practice. For years now I have not bothered to wipe any remains of my poop,
although it does always leave some terrible streaks in my white panties. Some
may think this is a stupid thing to do, but for me it's just the beginning of a
wonderful time.

Each evening, upon arriving home, it's my husband, Bob's, duty to greet me upon
my arrival home and to escort me to our master bedroom. Once we arrive, he
undresses me and either places my outfit back into the closet, or into the
cleaning basket. Then he returns his attention to my panties and removes them.
Of course, he can tell by the size of the poop streak how much "cleaning" he
has in front of him! Once he has clear access to my butt, he has me lie face
down on our bed. He then spreads my butt cheeks and begins his cleaning tasks.
While his cleaning time can vary, when he is finished, there is never any
remaining poop on my butt cheeks or on my butthole. Of course he also ensures
that in inside of my butthole is just as clean. That's the part I enjoy the
most, feeling his tongue pushed deeply inside my butthole. I think Bob enjoys
those days the most when I didn't get all of my poop pushed out during my
toilet setting, which leaves him a nice mouth full of my solid poop to eat as
his appetizer!

Anyway, back to my problem at hand (or at my butthole!). It was about 1 pm and
I was totally bent over with pain, so I called my doctor and asked to be seen.
The nurse told me to come right over, so off I went. As soon as I walked into
the office, the nurse took me into a patient room. Of course as soon as I
entered she told me to slip out of my clothes and into the paper slip. She left
just for a minute but returned just as quickly. As she walked back in I was
just stepping out of my panties. There was no way I could hide the poop streak
in my white panties, so I just folded them up and placed them on my other
clothes. I slipped into the paper slip and reseated myself on the exam table.
The nurse took my pulse and blood pressure and then listened to my heart. Then
she told me to lay back so she could probe my stomach area. As she pushed hard
in several areas I couldn't hold back a fart that was waiting to exit. I
blushed and told the nurse I was very sorry, but her pushing had forced that
fart out of me. She told me she understood and that my bowel area felt totally
solid. She then told me she should do a rectal exam and asked me to stand up
and bend back over the exam table. As soon as I stood up, we both saw a small,
brown, poop streak on the protective paper that covered the exam table.

Nothing was said, so I turned around and bent over. I heard the nurse snap on
her plastic glove and then felt her use her other hand to spread my butt
cheeks. It took about a minute (I assumed she was checking out the source of
the poop streak) and then I felt her apply the lube to my butthole. She first
slipped in one finger and pushed pretty deep. She told me she really didn't
feel anything, yet, but she was sure that she felt that my bowels were blocked
with solid waste. I felt her remove her finger and then felt more lube and this
time two fingers enter my butthole. She told me to relax as she pushed all the
way in where she finally encountered my blockage. I felt her moving her fingers
around and then she pulled back as she extracted a goodly amount of poop. She
applied more lube and went back in again. I was still relaxing the best I could
when I felt a really bad cramp take over. Since I thought it was just another
fart, I had no choice but to push as the cramp hurt really bad and then it
happened. I felt the nurse quickly pull her fingers out of my butthole which
were followed by a continuous flow of my poop.

I could feel myself pooping and pooping. I also heard the nurse mumble
something as she grabbed for the trashcan which she pushed under my butthole.
The next thing I felt, the nurse was wiping my shitty butthole with several
pieces of tissue, then she handed me several tissues assuming I would wipe
myself even more. I took the tissues, but dropped then into the waiting
trashcan. We both were standing with my poop between us on the floor and also
in the trash can. I know the look on my face was one of total disbelief. The
nurse told me not to feel bad. She told me it was her fault because of all the
lube she had put inside my butthole and that I wasn't the first patient that
had lost control of their bowels while being examined by her!

As if it was nothing but a usual task, she took a towel and cleaned up my poop
on the floor, placed the towel in the poopy trash can and then tied the plastic
bag to hide any view of my pooping accident. The smell in the exam room
couldn't be hidden, but other than that all was well. I thanked her for being
so kind and gentle. She told me to watch what I ate and to try to have a daily
bowel movement. She also told me that for my next visit, she would make sure
there was plenty of tissues in the examining room.

I left the doctor's office, returned to my car and drove straight home. Upon
entering the house, I was greeted by Bob, who asked how my day Was. I smiled
really big, and told him I had been a very bad girl. He told me not to worry
and that he would draw me a wonderful whirlpool to soak in. Of course, he
followed his normal daily duty and after undressing me, he proceeded with clean
my dirty butthole. I knew, besides tasting my poop, he could taste the KY the
nurse had inserted up my butthole. This day, as some, I felt I had some more
poop that needed to come out, so as Bob was licking my butthole, I simply
pushed a little and out slipped the waiting poop. Tonight instead of nice solid
poops, I was only able to offer him a runny, mushy drink! Bob drank me down and
after licking my butt cheeks totally clean, lead me to our master bath where he
helped me into the whirlpool.

I enjoyed my whirlpool and recounted my day. How much better I felt now that my
bowels were empty again. I also recalled the gentleness the nurse had used to
lubricate my butthole, remove my packed poop, and then clean my dirty butthole
with her tissues. I grew hot thinking about my next visit to the doctor's
office. I doubt that I will have impacted bowels again, but I know the nurse
will again be greeted with my poop stained panties and butt cheeks. I wonder
what she did with the stained examining table paper?


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