anal exam routine story

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The nurse indicated a screened dressing area.  I was then instructed to strip …  completely …  handed a cotton, patterned kimono, and a pair of-terri-cloth stretch slippers.  I asked if I might use the bathroom and was told pleasantly “No, dear, that will be taken care of later”. 

As I started to undress, I heard her opening and closing drawers and cabinets , but resisted the temptation to peek out from behind the dressing
screen.  I removed my jacket, blouse and skirt, slip, and bra.  Hesitating a moment, I slipped my panty hose down my legs and stood naked before the full
length mirror on the wall. 

Thankful for the slim image there; still firm up-turned breasts with their now erect rose-bud nipples, the light brown bush of pubic hair and, turning around, ran a hand over my peach-shaped posterior.  “Enough !”  I thought and slipped into the kimono, which came to mid-thigh, and slippers. Having made up my mind to go through with this, robe tie held, I stepped out from behind the screen.

“Now, first I will need to take your blood pressure and temperature, so just sit down on the edge of this table and try to relax” she said and smiled.
Slipping the black cuff over my arm, she counted down the blood pressure and then said “Your blood pressure is perfectly normal , now I need
to take your temperature.”
From a tray that I had not taken note of on the counter, she picked up the thermometer, a pair of latex gloves, and a tube of KY jelly.
Turning back to me, I had opened my mouth in anticipation, she said “No, the Doctor wants your temperature taken rectally, so I’ll need to have
you stretch out on the table, and just turn over on your tummy.”
She then helped me climb up on the table, turn over, and then, sitting on the table behind me, she turned up the hem of the kimono until it was
resting just below the small of my back leaving my buttocks exposed.
I listened as she snapped a glove into place on her hand and then felt the cool latex-clad thumb and forefinger spread my buttocks from either side
of my anus.  I buried my head in my arms and blushed at the contact in so private an area, then had to stifle an involuntary sob as I felt a gloved
and lubricant-laden finger enter my rectum to the second joint after which the bulb of the thermometer was held poised at my anus.
“Now, this may be a little uncomfortable for just a minute, so relax.” she said and with that I felt the bulb firmly pushed on into my bottom.
Once inserted she then placed the gloved hand across my bottom cheeks, holding the glass tube firmly between two fingers.  I could feel the
instrument resting in my bowel and then, after several minutes , felt the sliding of the bulb past my sphincter as it was withdrawn.
“Your temperature is also normal …. and now I’m going to give you an injection of a very, very, mild sedative in your hip, so why don’t you just
remain as you are on your stomach.”
Turning my head I watched her pick up the hypodermic syringe from the instrument tray and, turning back to me, felt the cold alcohol swab on my
left buttock as she prepared the site for the injection.  Her technique was practiced, and I felt only the slightest sting as the needle entered my rump; was withdrawn a moment later.  She then lowered the hem of the robe to
cover my buttocks.


 

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