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A caring mother

A caring mother

Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction, as are the names. Any reference to people or practices, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story may be posted on other message boards, but please leave credit where due. This story is based on a dream I had last night, and I hope you enjoy.

Hi there, my name is Andrew. I am 22 years old and live in a small town in Yorkshire, England. It was January 2011 and I had not had a full physical exam in my entire life, despite my mum been a Doctor in the local hospital. I had, however just been accepted into a new job that required a full physical before I could start, but I had to pay for it myself. Now that was a problem as employment physicals in this country are around fifteen hundred pounds and while trying to get the cash together, my mum told me to forget it and she would do it at the hospital for free. I wasn't so sure about this but my mum was considered as one of the best Doctors in the whole of Yorkshire and I was desperate for the job, so an appointment was made for the following Wednesday, hoping it was going to go smoothly.

Wednesday came and I awoke early, very nervous as to what lay ahead. I cleared my head and then went to the bathroom and started to run the bath, as per my mum's instructions. I was also told not to eat or drink anything except water up to one hour before the examination. I was very thirsty so the cool glass of water I drank while I waited for the bath to fill was a blessing. Once the bath was full, I took off my dressing gown and pyjamas and lowered myself into the nice hot water. I relaxed for a while and then scrubbed myself from head to toe, paying special attention to my genital area, making sure I was all squeaky clean before I rinsed myself off and stepped out of the bath. I then went back into my bedroom and allowed myself to dry naturally while I browsed the Internet then I finished drying myself off, sprayed on my favorite anti-perspirant, dressed in my favorite combat trousers and hoodie that had the logo of my favorite forum printed on, then went to catch the bus to the hospital.

I always prided myself in been punctual, so I reached the hospital 15 minutes early, approached the reception desk and handed the receptionist my appointment letter. “Ahhh she said, you're Andrew. They're expecting you already. Please take a seat in the waiting area and someone will be along shortly”. So I sat down and picked up an old copy of Top Gear magazine and started to flick through the pages. I was absorbed in a review about the Lamborghini Gallardo Superleggera when a pretty young nurse who must have just left medical school and only looked about 20 came into the waiting area and called my name. So I put down the magazine and went over to her, with her greeting me by saying “Hello Andrew, I'm Rachel, I work for your mum and I'll be doing your preparation today”. “Preparation, what does that involve?” I asked. “I'll tell you when we get to the preparation room”. She answered. So I followed her down a long series of hallways until we reached a door marked “preparation room”. We walked in, and I was instantly taken aback at all the instruments. In the center of the room stood a standard examination table with an IV pole next to it on which hung a blue bag with some tubing running from it. In the corner stood a shower with no privacy screens in place, and the walls were lined with cabinets and all sorts of equipment I had never seen before nor knew the name of.

Whilst I was taking in the room, Rachel was busying herself getting some equipment ready next to the shower. She asked me to undress completely and stand in the shower when I was finished. So I complied, putting my clothes on a chair that stood in a corner of the room and went and stood in the shower awaiting further instructions. “Okay Andrew” Said Rachel. “ You need to be extremely clean for the physical so first we need to take off all your hair, except the hair on your head. I am going to do the most of it with depilatory cream, whereas your sensitive genital area will be done with a razor. Just stay still while I put the cream on you and it should be done in a few minutes.” She then put on a plastic apron and snapped on some blue gloves and I started to get really nervous. She then squeezed some thick cream onto my shoulders and started to spread it around, squeezing more of it out as she worked down my body, avoiding my genital area. Eventually she got to my feet and spread a little on them (I really was quite a hairy man) then she said to wait a few minutes for it to take effect. So I stood there whilst the cream did it's job and Rachel busied herself once more at the table, getting ready to shave my genital area. Once she was done, she came back to me and said; “Okay Andrew, the cream should have done it's job by now so I'm going to wash it off with the shower then we'll get rid of your genital hair, okay?” She then switched the shower on and started spraying it over my body. I watched in amazement as the cream washed off, my hair with it. In a few minutes, I was almost completely hairless and ready to have my genital area shaved. Rachel handed me a towel and told me to dry myself off then I took a seat on the examination table.

As soon as I was sat on the table, Rachel had me lay back in a reclined position and had me put my feet in a pair of stirrups. There was a trolley next to the table on which stood a steel bowl of water, a bar of soap and a packet of disposable razors. Rachel put on a new pair of gloves and started to soap up my genital area. With this much attention paid to my privates, I started to develop an erection and by the time Rachel had finished applying the soap I had a full flagpole. “I'm sorry.” I said. “Oh don't worry.” Said Rachel. “It is a totally natural reaction. As a matter of fact, if that didn't happen I would have thought there was something wrong. Now I'm going to shave your privates. I'll be as gentle as possible and it won't hurt. Just stay still and enjoy.” She then proceeded to shave me carefully and gently. She used smooth, long strokes and it felt very nice. In a few minutes I was completely hairless and she took a sponge and washed off the remaining soap and hair.

Once I was hairless, Rachel told me that I needed to be clean on the inside too and that she was going to give me a series of enemas in order to do this. I wasn't worried in the slightest as unbeknown to anyone else including my mum, I took enemas often and I always enjoy them. Rachel then started busying herself getting the equipment ready whilst I sat and watched. She measured out some castile soap with 2 litres of warm water and then poured the mixture into the bag and connected a double balloon nozzle. She burped the air out of the hose then asked me to lie on my left side and pull my right leg up to my chest in the sims position. I heard her put on some gloves then I felt her at my anus. She spread my cheeks and then I felt lubricant been applied, then she inserted her finger and wiggled it about a bit to ensure I was sufficiently lubricated then she removed her finger and replaced it with the nozzle. As soon as the neck between the balloons was seated, she started to inflate them. First the internal one then the one on the outside were both inflated to capacity and I had the biggest flagpole ever. She then said that she was going to start the flow and if I feel cramping, to tell her to stop and she'll stop the flow. I then heard the click of the clamp opening and the warm soap and water mix started to invade my bowels. I only had 2 small cramps and it was over in about 15 minutes. Rachel then made me retain it for 10 minutes then she removed the nozzle and helped me over to the toilet which stood next to the shower. Once I was empty, I cleaned myself up and was then asked to get in the knee chest position for the first rinse enema. Rachel switched the nozzle to a colon tube and poured the water into the bag then lubricated me again, this time paying a bit of attention to my prostate. I felt an orgasm start to build just before she removed her finger and replaced it with the tube. The water went in without a problem and just as before she made me retain it for 10 minutes, helped me over to the toilet, let me empty and clean myself up then she called me back to the table to give me another rinse enema, this time with me laying on my back. She lubricated me again, paying a bit more attention to my prostate, letting me get close to orgasm again but replacing it with the tube before I had a chance to then she started the flow again, inserting the colon tube as far as it would go and letting the water invade me. Once it was over, she helped me to the toilet again and let me empty. I returned clear this time so she then had me get back in the shower.

As soon as I was in the shower, Rachel told me she was going to wash me to ensure that I was totally clean for the examination. She then took a bottle of body wash and proceeded to lather my body with it, including my genitals. She then turned the water on and rinsed the soap off, then handed me a dry towel and told me to dry myself. I complied, ensuring that I was completely dry before telling Rachel I was finished. She than handed me a gown and told me to put it on and that my clothes would be moved to the recovery room where I would be able to change into them once I had recovered from the examination. I started to get worried at hearing the words “recovery room”. What would I need a recovery room for after an employment examination? But I put it out of my mind and continued to follow Rachel to a door marked “Exam room 8”.

We entered the room with me in front of Rachel and she closed the door behind us. I stopped to take in the room. In the entrance close to the door was a desk with a computer and shelves above the desk. The floor was carpeted which felt nice against my now cold feet from walking along the corridors barefoot and in the center of the room stood an examination couch unlike any I had ever seen before. It had stirrups attached and could be manipulated into almost any position imaginable. Rachel then had me sit on the edge of the couch and said she was going to take some vitals before my mum came to examine me. She then rolled over a blood pressure monitor and proceeded to wrap the cuff around my arm and attach the pulse oximeter to my index finger. She then pressed a button on the machine and the cuff began to inflate. She said it was a bit high, which was to be expected as I am nervous. My oxygen levels were fine though. She then said she was going to take my temperature and I opened my mouth. “No Andrew, your mum insists on your temperature been taken rectally as it's the most accurate way to get the core body temperature. Roll onto your left side please.” So with a sigh, I laid on the couch, rolled onto my left side and lifted my right leg up to my chest. I then heard Rachel put on some gloves, squeeze something out of a tube then felt her at my anus, which just like with the enemas, she lubricated then inserted the thermometer. She left it for 5 minutes to register, then took it out and said it was fine. She made a few notes then said she would step out and tell my mother I was ready for the examination. I waited, getting more nervous by the minute.

Five minutes elapsed then I heard a knock at the door. My mum entered, followed by Rachel. “Hi Andrew, how you feeling?” Mum asked. “A bit nervous mum.” I replied. “Andrew, even though I am your mother, for the purposes of this examination I am your Doctor and you will address me as such. Is that understood?” “Yes Doctor.” I replied. “Good.” She said, then started to busy herself with some equipment. She was already wearing surgical scrubs and had her pink stethoscope draped around her neck. She had her back to me and she started taking things out of drawers and cabinets, while I waited. Finally she said “Right OK Andrew, we're going to start with the basics. First I'm going to check your eyes. Will you stand behind this line for me and try to read as far down that eye chart on the wall first with your right eye, then your left, then both. Use your hands to cover either eye as you read the chart please.” “Yes Doctor.” I replied. So I went and stood behind a slightly faded line that had taped to the floor with duct tape and covered my left eye and read down the chart, then repeated it while covering my left eye, then finally with both eyes uncovered. The Doctor said I had perfect vision, while Rachel took some notes. The Doctor then asked me to take a seat on the couch, so I did then she told me that she was going to have a look in my eyes, ears, nose and throat before we moved on. She took a scope from the desk and attached the eyepiece, adjusted the light and asked me to stare at a spot on the wall while she had a look in my eyes. She then took the light away and said that my eyes were completely fine and there were no issues there. She then took the eyepiece off the scope and attached the earpiece instead. She then inserted it into my right ear, then the left. She said there was a bit of excess wax in my right ear but apart from that, no problems. She then got a tongue depressor off the desk and had a look at my throat. She said there were no problems there, then picked up a small speculum off the desk, asked me to tip my head back, inserted the speculum in my right nostril, opened it up and had shined the light in it, then repeated the procedure with the left nostril. She said that looked fine, put the instruments down then began feeling the glands on my neck and underneath my armpits. She then asked me to lay down and she palpated my stomach and said everything felt fine. She then picked up a rubber mallet and asked me to sit back up, and tapped my knees, which responded with a jerk and my elbows, which did the same. She said that everything was fine then told me she was going to do an hernia check and asked me to stand up. I did so, and she put a pair of pink nitrile gloves on, put her finger underneath my scrotum on the left side and told me to turn my head to the side and cough. The procedure was then repeated on the right side of my scrotum and she said that everything felt fine and that I didn't have an hernia. She then had me lay back down and without warning she grabbed my penis and started to inspect it, pulling the foreskin back and looking at the head, pinching the end of the urethra between her fingers before moving onto my testicles and rolling them between her fingers. She then felt my sperm tube and said everything felt fine. “OK Andrew, now that I have examined your genitals, I am going to ask some personal questions which I expect you to answer truthfully.” “OK Doctor.” I replied. “How often do you masturbate?” She asked. I immediately blushed as I answered, truthfully “Once every night Doctor.” Rachel made a note. “Are you a virgin?” “Yes Doctor.” Rachel made a note. “Do you use any sex toys when you masturbate?” “I use a dildo in my anus sometimes.” Rachel made a note. “Do you have any sexual fetishes?” “No Doctor.” Rachel made a note. “Do you masturbate to orgasm?” “Every time Doctor.” Rachel made a note. “Ok Andrew, that's all for now. We will now move into the invasive part of the exam, which you will be sedated for. Rachel will get you connected to monitoring equipment, insert the cannula and start the sedation whilst I scrub up. See you in about 10 minutes.” With that she left the room and Rachel busied herself getting things together. I began to get very nervous.

“OK Andrew, I'm first going to get you connected up to an heart, blood pressure and pulse rate monitor so we can monitor you. OK?” Said Rachel. “OK Rachel.” I answered. With that, she went and pulled up a patient monitor, stuck some pads on my chest that she then connected some wires to, put a cuff around my left arm and clipped a sensor to my right index finger. She pressed a few buttons on the machine and it started beeping with my heartbeat and the cuff around my arm began to inflate. “OK Andrew, everything looks fine on here. The beeps on the machine lowered with my heartbeat and Rachel seemed satisfied. Almost on cue, the Doctor entered again with a few porters who were pushing some machines into the room. One of them had a screen on it with a load of wires, with some black long tubes of some sort hanging on a rack, and the other was a large stainless unit with a load of gauges and switches with a load of tubing running out of it. I neither knew nor cared what these machines did, I just looked at them then settled back into my dreamy state.

The porters then left, and mum looked at me laid on the couch then said “Oh good work Rachel, I see he is nicely sedated now which means we should be ready to start. Are you ready Andrew?” “Yes Doctor.” I answered. “OK then. Rachel, I am first going to take a sterile urine sample. Would you get me a catheterization kit ready please?” With that, Rachel went over to some cabinets and took out some equipment, which she laid on a sterile pad. There was a long tube in a packet, a syringe filled with some clear fluid in a packet and some brown stuff in a bottle. Thanks to the sedation, I no longer cared what happened to me and I simply looked on as the women busied themselves around me. The Doctor then pulled my penis through a hole in a sterile sheet, cleaned my meatus with betadine, injected some instillagel into my urethra and then inserted the catheter. Once the balloon was inflated and seated at the neck of my bladder, she connected a large syringe to the end of the catheter, unclamped it and pulled on the plunger. Urine was drawn into the syringe, which she then disconnected then connecting some tubing that was connected to a drainage bag onto the end of the catheter. She then squirted the urine into a sample bottle, labelled it and deposited it into a tray, obviously meant for the lab. “OK Andrew, now that you're catheterized, I'm going to start a full rectal and colon exam. I will first be using specula to look into your rectum, then I will be performing a colonoscopy, which means I'll be using a long camera inside a tube to look high into your colon. Before all that though, I am going to give you a high colonic to ensure your colon is properly cleaned out, as the enema series you had this morning can only get so high.” With that, she unravelled the tubing off the big stainless steel machine, connected a large tube to the end of a nozzle and a smaller tube to the side of the nozzle and asked me to lay on my side and pull my right leg up to my chest while Rachel ensured that none of the wires would be disturbed. I complied, and once I was in position, the doctor lubricated my anus and the nozzle, inserted it as high as it would go then asked me to lay on my back again. I did so, then the Doctor flicked a few switches, pressed some buttons then I felt water flowing into me slowly and gently. It also flowed out of the large tube connected to the bottom of the nozzle and I could see a lot of waste going with it. The Doctor clamped the large tube on occasion to let the water get higher into my colon. It never hurt or cramped, just felt nice. This went on for about 45 minutes, then the water flow was stopped and whatever was left was allowed to drain then she asked me to lay on my side again and I complied. She then removed the nozzle, wiped my anus then asked me to lay on my back again whilst she got equipment ready for the next part of the examination. “OK Andrew, this next part will be a bit invasive but won't hurt. I'll go slow and be as gentle as possible. I am first going to insert an anal speculum and spread your anus in order to see into your rectum and take a swab for analysis, then I'm going to insert a sigmoidoscope to see high into your rectum. I am going to drop the end of the couch down so you can kneel on it with your upper body on the upper part of the couch. Rachel will then help you into position, OK?” “OK then Doctor.” I answered dreamily. With that, the Doctor lowered the end of the couch, meaning my legs no longer had support. Rachel then helped me stand up then kneel on the end of the couch, then made me put the upper part of my body on the upper part of the couch so the Doctor had full access to my anus. I then felt her at my anus, which she put a finger on to presumably spread some lubricant about and then she inserted her finger into my rectum in order to lubricate me further. She then removed her finger and replaced it with something metallic and cold. I then felt the object spreading my anus which stopped after a few seconds, then something brushing against the walls of my rectum. I heard something drop into the tray full of samples meant for the lab, then the speculum was closed and removed from my rectum. I then heard her pick up another instrument which she began to insert into my rectum. This was a bit thicker then the speculum when closed and it was definitely longer. The Doctor slowly inserted it until it stopped, then had a good luck, moving the instrument around inside me with a torch, then she withdrew it and set it aside. “OK Andrew, the first part of your rectal exam is complete and it looks fine. All that remains is the colonoscopy which I will do now. It will be rather uncomfortable, but that's all.” “OK Doctor.” I answered, not caring. With that she pulled the machine which was up at the head of the couch so it was out of the way towards the end of the couch so she could access my anus. I then heard the machine been switched on and some cooling fans powering up, then the tubing been unravelled. I then felt more lubricant applied to my anus, then something been inserted and it just didn't stop. It went on for a few minutes when it just felt weird, then when it was deep in the pit of my stomach I felt a huge cramp and cried out a bit as it hit. The Doctor just told me to relax and it would be over in a moment as she advanced the scope. She was right, it was and soon the scope was fully in and she began to withdraw it slowly, making sure she checked all of my colon. Finally the scope was withdrawn and she put it on the sterile sheet along with the speculum and the sigmoidoscope ready to be cleaned. My anus was then wiped off, and I was then helped back onto my back in a reclined position and the drip tubing was disconnected from my cannula. “The exam is complete now Andrew. The lab results should be ready in a few days, then you'll be able to start your new job. As you'll feel very dizzy and won't be able to walk very well until the drug wears off, you'll be wheeled to the recovery room by a porter. The catheter will stay in for now and Rachel will remove it in the recovery room. I'll see you later, I have a lot of work to do.” With that, she left the room and a porter entered, pushing a wheelchair. The monitoring equipment was removed and Rachel helped me down into the wheelchair. I was then wheeled along the corridor to a nearby room, and helped up into a comfy hospital bed. “OK Andrew, the sedation drug will have made your vitamin levels drop a bit so I'm going to give you a few shots to replenish them, and I'm also going to give you a few suppositories to replace the things your colon needs to keep you healthy, roll onto your stomach please.” I complied, and as soon as I was on my stomach, Rachel put on a pair of gloves and lubricated my anus then inserted a bullet shaped object into my rectum, followed by another. She then wiped off my anus, and spayed my buttocks with alcohol and spread it around with sterile gauze. She then took the cap off the needle of a syringe that was already filled and told me that this was vitamin B12 and would only sting a little. She tapped the air bubbles out and pushed on the plunger a little to ensure there was no air in the needle at all, then plunged the needle into my left buttock and pushed the plunger. It didn't sting at all! She disposed of the needle into a sharps container, then took the cap off another. She told me this was vitamin B6 complex and may sting quite a bit. She then got rid of the air in the syringe then plunged the needle into my right buttock and pushed the plunger. It burned but not enough to make me cry out. “OK Andrew, now that's done I need you to roll back onto your back for me and I'll remove the catheter. As the drug can make some people loose bladder control, it will be replaced with a nappy which you will have to wear for 5 hours until the drug has completely worn off.” With that, she inserted an empty syringe into the valve on the end of the catheter, and slowly pulled it out. It stung a bit but I bared it and finally it was out. She then asked me to lift my buttocks up and she slid a nappy underneath me which she then did up and told me to relax and she would bring me some food. After an hour I was allowed to go home and that night I relived the exam in my head and instantly got an erection. I masturbated to orgasm then slept soundly. I got the lab results 2 days later and was able to start my new job without a problem and I'm really enjoying it. I hooked up with Rachel a month after the exam through my mum and we are now in a very loving relationship and we play medical games often and enjoy it immensely. My mum has encouraged me to have an exam every 6 months, so I do and I greatly thanked her for the exam which enabled me to get my job. The money that I didn't spend on the exam went on a holiday for me and Rachel, which we enjoyed.

The end.

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