Someone had mentioned in a post that they were looking for old rectal temperature stories and referenced Voy.com, which is no longer available. One of my favorite reading sites was the Old Google Rectal Temperature Group. I found a copy I made several years ago of many rectal temperature stories from the old Google Group.
To all of my friends that enjoy giving, receiving and or dreaming about rectal temperatures, I want to share some very good stories. Let me know if you liked or not. Enjoy!
And thank you to the Old Google Groups for many a fond memory.
Rectal Temperature Story #1
Tara woke that morning with the tell-tale signs of an illness. She came down to the kitchen to find Beth sipping her coffee. "Hi kiddo, you don't look so good-do you feel alright? Beth asked. "I'm alright-don't worry about me!" Tara snapped. "Somebody has a bug up their tail." Beth
commented as she put her hand on Tara's forehead. "Alright Tara, march back upstairs and I'll be right up." Beth ordered. It was just what Tara thought would happen and hoped would not.
Tara was her house mate. The two were good friends, but whenever sickness came along, Beth turned into mother hen. The first order of business was always a temperature taking. It made no difference that modern digital models were available, or the fact that Tara was twenty-two years old, Beth always used the old-fashioned mercury rectal
thermometer. It was no use arguing either. Beth was a pediatric nurse, as was her mother, and she only took temperatures one way, rectally. If there was a peep of protest, Tara would find herself "over the knee" or
restrained on her tummy, by Beth. Beth was always the "No nonsense type."
Tara lay face down on her bed and pulled down her pajama bottoms and panties. She heard Beth walking up the stairs and go into the bath room. The medicine chest door squeaked as it was opened. Moments later, the door to her bedroom opened and Beth sat down gently on the
bed next to her.
"That's a good girl, you have a fever, honey and I need to see just how high it is." she said soothingly to Tara. "Why do you always have to take it THIS WAY!" Tara whined. “Because I have to " Beth replied. "Yeah
sure-I'm not a little girl you know and there are newer thermometers out there-Beth!" Tara snorted. "I know honey, but I don't trust digitals to be accurate. This is much safer and more reliable." She stroked Tara's upturned bottom and enjoyed its softness. "You know that you're a mouth breather, Tara, and I don't want you biting the oral thermometer-you don't have any teeth at this end." Beth said with a chuckle. "Very funny!" Tara snapped at her.
Beth ignored her complaints as she shook down and lubricated the rectal thermometer with petroleum jelly. “Hush now and be still." Beth ordered. Tara blushed as she felt Beth's thumb and fingers part her buttocks. “Relax sweetie, I’d never hurt you, you know." she soothed as
she eyed Tara's anal opening. Beth aimed the bulb at the center and gently made the insertion. Tara sighed as she was penetrated by the cold glass thermometer. “You always fuss when I take your temperature, but I know you love it." Beth observed. It was true, Tara had a love, hate relationship with the rectal thermometer.
Beth turned the thermometer as it lay in Tara's rectum and saw the silver line of mercury goes past the "100". mark and continue to slowly rise. “It’s already past 100-baby, just a few more minutes and I'll have an accurate reading." Beth informed her. “I want you to rest in bed
today. I’ll bring you some toast and tea." she advised. "O. K-thanks-I'm sorry for being so cranky." Tara apologized. "Please don't tell anyone about this-God I'd never live it down." Tara moaned. “It’s no big deal- I take rectal temps on patients of all ages, but don't worry -it will
be our secret." Beth promised." Thank you." Tara replied, much relieved now.
Beth glanced at her watch, and then back at the thermometer. The mercury had stopped rising as she slowly withdrew it. After cleaning it with an alcohol moistened tissue, she read the final reading."101.6" she
announced as she replaced it in its case and place it on the night stand next to the jar of petroleum jelly. Tara knew it would be only the first of many temperature takings that day.
Beth returned to the bed room with two Tylenol and went to make the toast and tea for Tara. She returned with the tray and sat down on the bed and watched her friend eat. "The tea won't affect the next reading, you know." Beth told her with a smile. Tara rolled her eyes. Beth laughed at her reaction. "I'd love to plant that thermometer
up your rear end!" Tara threatened. She thought it would shock her friend-instead it had the opposite effect. “Would you? -That would be so HOT! -you're on! Beth beamed. "God-I don't believe you!" she said between bites of toast.
Beth took the tray when Tara was finished and tucked her in. She leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. It was warm and soft. Get some rest honey and we'll talk about it later." she said and closed the bedroom door as she left. For some time now, she wanted to share her love of
"Med-Fetish" with her friend. Beth was confident that if she went slowly, Tara would come around and she smiled at the thought. For now, she was happy to use her skills to care for Tara lovingly with rectal temperatures.
THE END
Rectal Temperature Story #2
It was a lazy Saturday morning. I was sitting in my kitchen sipping a cup of coffee and reading my newspaper. I was distracted by the sound of my neighbor, Crissie and her friend Janet talking loudly as they swam in her pool. My window was open to air out the house and their conversation could be easily heard. I, was outraged by what I heard.
"Did you hear the rumor going around about Clair, my neighbor? Crissie said as they splashed around in the water. "No, what's up?" Janet asked.
"It seems that prim and proper Clair, is really an anal freak." she blurted out. I got up and went to the window. My face was hot as the blood rushed into it. This was outrageous. The two 18-year-olds were giggling as they got out to dry off and sun themselves. They reached
into a cooler and pulled out a can of beer before sitting down in patio chairs. The two girls downed the beer like it was water and got two more.
In no time, the beer had loosened Crissie’s tongue even more. "Everyone thinks Clair is so strait-laced and professional in her starched white nurses’ uniform." she began. "I heard that she has had some wild parties with the other nurses at the hospital where she works. My
friend at school has a sister who works with her. She told me that they get together at each other’s houses, and it's not for any Tupperware parties -let me tell you." she slurred. I listened as she went on-not even realizing I was just across the drive way at the open window.
"What do you mean?" Janet asked her. “well, I heard that they like to "ride the thermometer" she said. I blushed as I heard this. “What?" Janet asked. “They get off on taking each other’s temperatures rectally!" Crissy said with a laugh. “Really!" Janet gasped. “OH Yeah-I heard Clair loves giving her girlfriends the "glass rod up the ass"
she went on before she rubbed her belly and belched. That was the last straw. I got up and walked out of the house and across the driveway to where the two girls sat.
"What's up Clair? -"Crissy stupidly asked when I stood in front of her. “I was going to ask you the same question." I said flatly. I was furious, but kept my composure. The color drained out of their faces. “I’m a grown woman, unlike you two, and what I do is none of your business." I told them. They shifted nervously in their chairs. “The drinking age in this state is 21 and you both are underage. Your parents would be proud of the way you act when they're out." I informed them. “I’m sure you will both lose your driving privileges when I inform them, and you may well earn yourselves a bare -bottomed spanking." I lectured. As I figured -they panicked,
"NO! -please don't tell them-I was only kidding, Claire." Crissy sputtered. Janet started to cry. I had them right where I wanted them now. “Come with me right now-or I will give your parents a full report." I told them no in no uncertain terms. I led the girls into my home and upstairs.
Once in my bedroom, I put my plan into action. "Alright girls, get those bikini bottoms off." I ordered. My blushing charges complied. They each had such lovely bottoms. I drank in the sight. My heart raced. "Crissie, I
want you to lay face down on my bed. Janet-you stay where you are-I'll deal with you next. Crissie bit her lover lip and did as I ordered. I went into the master bathroom and left them alone to think about the situation they were in.
I returned with a rectal thermometer and tube of lubricating jelly. I sat down gently on the bed and patted Crissie's rounded up-turned butt. She, squirmed under my touch. I raised my hand and spanked her several times-not hard enough to hurt her-but just enough to make her
bottom "tingle" and "blush" with a pink color. "This is against the law- you're in big trouble." Crissie threatened. I just laughed. "You bad girl, I know how to spank without leaving any marks-you won't have any
evidence-I on the other hand have all those empty beer cans the two of you drank -and that IS against the law." I said as I picked up the phone. "What are you doing? " she cried out. "Leaving a message for your mother and father, Crissie" I informed her. "No-don't" she pleaded.
"Settle down then, my girl." I told the unhappy young woman. "Alright- you win!" she conceded. Janet stood at the foot of the bed and watched intently. I lubricated the rectal thermometer and showed it to Crissie. "I can't believe you're doing this to me.!" she whined. "You're
gong to go for "A ride on my thermometer!" I informed Crissie as I spread her buttocks wide. She blushed as I exposed her so rudely in front of her best friend. Janet's eyes widened as Crissie's anus came into view.
I aimed the rounded bulb at the very center of her "anal ring" and slid it slowly up her rectum. Crissie grunted and squealed as I penetrated the tight little hole. "Oh My-That's so COLD!" she whined. Crissie shivered as I inserted two inches of the "glass rod " into her warm rectum. I playfully "screwed " her rectally with the
thermometer as she squirmed on my bed and moaned. "So, you think I'm an anal freak-do you? When I'm finished with you, Crissie, you're going to BEG me for more." I let her know in no uncertain terms as she sighed
and wiggled under my tender care.
Crissie panted as I manipulated the thermometer hotly in her rectum. Janet was mesmerized by the kinky show before her. She knew she would be next and it turned her on and embarrassed her at the same time. Crissie’s anus opened and closed as the thermometer stimulated
her like never before. Her childhood rectal temperatures where never like this, I reasoned. In and out-the rectal thermometer went. Crissie saw stars and went limp before I took pity on her and removed it. After she composed herself, I ordered Crissie to stand at the foot of the bed. "Alright, Janet-it's your turn." I said. Janet slowly lay down on her stomach and looked at me as if to say "Please let me slide-I don't want to do this. "I was gentle with her.
"Janet-I know you just listened to what was said and was not malicious, so you will not be spanked. You will have your temperature taken, however for drinking the beer and putting your health at risk. I have to make sure you are not ill," I informed her.
I put my hand on her lovely bottom and she clenched her buttocks in an effort to prevent the temperature taking. I gave her a light "swat" and she relaxed. I parted her "cheeks". Her anus was a tight pucker of soft pink flesh. "Don't tense, honey, I need you to relax." I told her. I got a dollop of lubricant on my finger tip and worked the slick jelly around her anal opening. Slowly I massaged Janet's anus as she sighed and moaned under me. "That's it-just relax." I said.
I held her open as I picked up the thermometer. The insertion went smoothly. Slowly and gently the instrument made its way into the blushing girls rectum. It was a lovely sight. Crissie was right in her assessment of me. I did love giving girls the "glass rod up the ass" as
she so rudely stated before. I enjoyed every moment of Janet's experience. "You've had your temperature like this before, haven't you honey? " I asked. Janet's face reddened even more as I pressed her about the details of past rectal temperature experiences. This turned
me on as I listened. I treated her to hot manipulations of the rectal thermometer. She loved my "nursing" as she moaned in pleasure. I finally removed the thermometer and wiped her gently before letting her stand
up and replace her bikini bottom.
I sent the girls home with a promise to keep this session private and to never spread gossip around ever again. The girls vowed to do as I ordered and we parted ways. It was quite an exciting afternoon.
THE END
Rectal Temperature Story #3
Donna was always borrowing money from her roommate, Joanne. She was always late paying it back and it was becoming a problem. Joanne was in nursing school and worked after school to pay tuition and rent. Money
was tight, but she was very careful and managed to make it stretch. Friday was payday for both of them and she was counting on being paid back by Donna. The phone rang and Joanne picked it up.
"Hi Joanne, this is Donna." "Hi, how are you?" There was a pause and then Donna sheepishly went on. "I don't know how to tell you this-but I won't be able to pay you back today-I'm sorry." Joanne was annoyed but held her tongue as Donna moaned and cried about her expenses and how
she could never get ahead. “This has to stop, Donna-you're not the only one with expenses." Joanne said Cooley. "Please, Joanne, I can't help it- I'll give you a little something tonight." she promised. "Alright-I guess, something is better than nothing, but I am disappointed in you." she told Donna flatly.
Donna came home and handed Joanne a ten-dollar bill. She had borrowed fifty and this was just a dent in her debt. Joanne took the bill and told her roommate to have a seat and they were going to talk. "I will accept this as a partial payment, and I want you to stay home this
Saturday and help me with my studies to cover the rest of what you owe me." Joanne explained. "Stay home on Saturday-I have a date with Brad." Donna whined. "You had a date with Brad-now you have a date with me-
understand!" she ordered. "O. K.- O. K. I'll do it-I promise." Donna relented. "But how can I help you with your studies-I don't know anything about that nursing stuff." Donna confessed. "Don't worry about that-just make sure you spent the whole day with me and just do what I tell you." Joanne explained. Donna agreed and they ordered some Chinese food for supper.
Saturday morning came and Joanne woke up early and prepared the master bedroom. She turned it into a make shift exam room and put crisp white sheets on the bed. The dresser was turned into her instrument table with all the clinic supplies she would need for her day of "study"
with Donna.
Joanne was dressed in her light blue scrubs when she heard Donna wake and walk into the bathroom to shower. "Honey-would you come in here when you're finished with your shower?" Joanne called out' "O.K. -sure" Donna replied and then closed the door and the sound of rushing water could be heard.
Joanne smiled as she eyed her set up. It was going to be a fun day. Donna walked out of the bathroom with a towel around her waist and into the master bedroom. She stopped dead in her tracks. "What the heck is going on here.?" she gasped. "You agreed to help me with my nursing studies-did you forget?' Joanne asked with a grin. "No, I didn't-but what is all this.?' Donna asked as she eyed the " clinic supplies " on the dresser.
"No way I'm doing this!" Donna said sarcastically. "Oh yes you are -or you can hand over the forty dollars you owe me and we're even-now take the towel off and lay down so I can practice "patient examinations" on you." Joanne pouted and pulled the towel off and lay down on her back on the white sheets. Joanne eyed her "patient and smiled.
"Spread your legs-I need to practice shaving a vagina." Joanne said calmly as she reached for the razor and shave cream. “Good God" Donna groaned as she complied. Slowly she lathered her roommates’ pubic mound
and gently moved the razor carefully until Donna was as bald as a two-year old girl. "How lovely" she commented as she eyed her handiwork. "Good -no nicks" Joanne said as she applied powder to Donna's smooth mound. Donna blushed as she examined herself for the first time." Don't worry-it will grow back-I didn't hurt you did I'"
Joanne asked her embarrassed friend. "No -but I hope to God no one sees me like this." Donna whined. It was just the beginning,
"Turn over on your tummy-sweetie'' Joanne ordered. Donna rolled her eyes as she complied. Moments later she felt her buttocks being spread and lather applied to her anal crack. The razor gently wisped her anal hair off, as Donna bit her lower lip and held her breath as she felt the razor touch her anus. Joanne took a moist towel and wiped the remnant of shave cream from her anal crack as Donna shivered on the bed. "I can't believe I agreed to this -it's so embarrassing." Donna cried. "I'm a Nurse-there is nothing to be embarrassed about." Joanne explained as she slipped on exam gloves with a loud snap. Donna jumped. "Stay where you are-I need to practice the "digital rectal exam" now. Joanne informed a blushing Donna. She sat down on the bed next to Donna and applied lubricating jelly to her gloved finger.
Using the fingers of her left hand, she parted her friends
buttocks. Donna grunted as Joanne massaged her puckered anus for a few minutes, before sliding her gloved finger gently up her rectum. She wiggled it back and forth as Donna sighed and gasped into the pillow. "Everything feels normal'-Joanne informed Donna as she pulled her finger out with a loud "sucking " noise. "You did feel warm though- which brings us to the next part of the examination-RECTAL TEMPERATURE
TAKING." she informed her "patient.
"Oh NO! -please-take it orally!" Donna pleaded. "Don't be silly-I need to practice my insertions-and besides-rectal temperatures are more accurate. I have a final on it in a week. If you don't cooperate-I'll restrain you." Joanne threatened her. "Alright-I'll do it-let's get it over with." Donna cried.
The rectal thermometer was shaken down and resting on a tissue. Joanne picked it up and parted Donna buttocks slowly with her left hand.
She eyed her "target " and inserted the rounded bulb up Donna's rectum gently but deliberately. "Your mother must have done this to you when you were little." Joanne reasoned. "Yes-of course-but that was a long time ago." She rasped. Joanne eyed her friends cute bottom as it held
the rectal thermometer so snuggly. It turned her on. She wanted to play these hot games with Donna for so long. Now it was finally happening - it was well worth the forty dollars she was owed.
Joanne removed and read the temperature reading. Donna thought it was over when she heard Joanne speak softly to her. "Honey-turn over on your side in the Simms position-I want to take it in several positions like in the text book. Donna sighed and did as she was told. Joanne lifted her upper buttock-found her anal opening and, once again made a gentle insertion with the rectal thermometer. "Good girl-did I hurt you- how did the insertion feel.?" Joanne asked
"You didn't hurt me-and it felt kind of good-cold and tingly" Donna explained "Good -I'm glad, I need your feedback-I don't want to hurt my patients." Joanne told her. Next, Joanne placed Donna in the knee chest
position and took her rectal temperature in that position. By now Donna was getting off on all the anal stimulation.
Joanne rolled her over on her stomach and got an enema nozzle and
parted her buttocks, before she gently inserted it up her now aroused
rectum. Donna told her how it felt each time and when each was better
then the last one as Joanne practiced her "insertions". By the end of the session, both friends needed a shower to cool down. Studying was
never so much fun......
The end.
Rectal Temperature Story #4
My friend and neighbor, Amy, was home from school sick for the past two days. I collected her assignments and walked over to her home with them on Saturday afternoon. I was met by Amy's mother. "Thank you
Linda, for bringing those for Amy, I don't want her to fall behind. I have to run some errands and will be out for a few hours. Go on up-Amy is resting in bed." She explained.
I walked up stairs and found Amy reading a magazine. "Hi-How are you doing?" I asked. Amy put the magazine down and look up at me. "I'm better, but still congested and a little feverish" she explained. I sat down on the bed, next to her and showed her the assignments and when
they were due.
I glanced over at her night stand. I was full. A box of tissues, Vic’s chest rub, aspirin, bottle of alcohol. My eyes rested on a jar of petroleum jelly and a black plastic thermometer case resting on the blue lid. Amy saw me gawking and explained. "Mom still takes temperatures "the old-fashioned way". she said calmly. I noticed a
yellow pad and a pen next to the jar. Times and temperatures were noted.
"No way!" I gasped. "The last time mom used a rectal thermometer on me, I think I was six or seven." I offered. "Mom's a nurse and that is the only thermometer we have so it's the only way I know. It's not so bad-in fact I kind of like it." Amy went on. My heart pounded in my
chest as I heard this. I, too, like rectal temps and was heart-broken when I was switched to the oral method. I looked at the pad and threw caution to the wind. I smiled at Amy.
"It's almost time for another reading." I informed Amy, who caught on right away. "Would you like to take it for me?" she asked. “oh yes-that would be so wild”. I was always on the "receiving end" of a rectal
thermometer and the thought of "Playing Nurse" was turning me on.
Amy smiled knowingly and turned over on her tummy. She pulled up her nightgown and lowered her white panties. I gazed at her lovely bottom. So round and firm, it was peaches and cream white. I reached over
and stroked it. Amy sighed and wiggled on the mattress. "That's a good girl, Nurse Nancy needs to take your temperature, now lay still for me." I caution her. Amy giggled at our little game. "I will nurse." she replied.
I reached over and opened the jar of petroleum jelly. There were several holes in the thick white lubricant from Amy's previous temperature takings. I picked up and opened the thermometer case. Grasping the stem, I pulled the rectal thermometer out and shook it down. The thick rounded silver bulb made my own anus tingle as I
studied it. "It must feel fantastic" I thought to myself.
I turned my attention to my "patient. Amy was watching my every move and I could tell she, too, was turned on by this kinky medical procedure. I smeared the bulb with jelly. I turned and placed my left hand on Amy's buttocks. She was breathing heavily now in anticipation.
With my thumb and forefinger, I slowly parted her buttocks. I noticed her pink; puckered anus was slightly greased from her last rectal temperature. It shown in the light and quivered excitedly under my gaze. "Oh Yes, take my temperature-I'm so hot." Amy rasped into her
pillow.
"Alright -here we go." I said as I gently placed the bulb into her anus and slid it slowly up her rectum. "Oh Yeah-it's so good." Amy cried out and wiggled passionately on the bed. I had to push down on her bottom to keep her still and held the rectal thermometer between my fingers like a cigarette. "Naughty girl, I told you to lay still for me" I admonished "I can't help it." Amy squealed in pleasure. "You must be feverish' I reasoned.
As I waited for the thermometer to register-I playfully twirled and adjusted the rectal thermometer. Amy hit the roof. I pulled the thermometer out until only the bulb rested in my "patient's" anus and then slowly reinserted it up Amy's rectum. This caused gasps and grunts
from her. When over ten minutes had passed. I decided to remove and read my "patient's temperature and noted the reading on the yellow pad.
I replaced Amy's panties and night gown. We talked about the experience and I made her promise to "switch roles" and take my temperature soon and she agreed. Minutes later Amy's mother knocked on the door and
asked how we were doing. If only she knew.......
THE END
Rectal Temperature Story #5
Growing up in our home, all temperatures were taken via the rectal method. Mom was a pediatric nurse, and as far as she was concerned-it was the only method. When we were little, there was hardly a time when either my sister, Terri, or I were not over my mother's lap, with a well
lubricated rectal thermometer held securely in our bottoms, whenever she suspected a fever might be present or just for "cranky behavior".
Once we grew to old do go over the lap, we had it taken on our stomachs in bed. Panties pulled down to the knees with that same thermometer tickling our rectums for a long five minutes. It was not her intention, but dear old mom made us both a couple of anal exotics. Until
we left home for college, rectal temps were par for the course for both of us. It was a secret we were both glad none of our friends knew about.
I was on a weeks’ vacation and decided to visit Terri. She was also off from work and we caught up on gossip and the goings on back home. I woke one morning and needed to use the bathroom badly. The door was open a crack, and my sister was standing at the sink, brushing her teeth. "Terri, I'm sorry, but I need to use the bathroom." I cried. "Come in-I'm just brushing my teeth." she said and I quickly opened the door and sat on the toiled while Terri continued to brush. She had just gotten out of the shower and her hair was still wet. I glanced over and noticed something protruding from her bottom.
"Do you have something in your bottom?" I asked. "Yeah, a thermometer- I'm taking my temperature. My throat was a little scratchy and I might be coming down with something." she replied. My own rectum tingled at the sight. "Like mother, like daughter." I thought. "It's convenient to use the rectal thermometer-I can brush my teeth at the same time I take my temp." Terri confessed. "And it feels good too." she admitted.
"So, you like them too. I thought I was the only one?' I said. "When I was little, I didn't, but then they started to feel good. If I had a dollar for every time mom bared my bottom for her thermometer -I would be a rich woman." Terri quipped. She glanced over at me, and as if she
could read my mind, she said "You want to feel it?" she asked. I blushed and nodded "yes".
Go take a shower and come into my bedroom when you're ready." she cooed. Terri removed the thermometer and walked out with it in her hand. I was trembling as I stepped into the shower. I paid close attention to my bottom as I lathered my anus and rinsed thoroughly. I
dried off and went into Terrie's bedroom. My sister was dressed in white slacks and tee-shirt and sneakers. She looked just like a nurse. My legs went rubbery on me as I walked to the bed. She had a clip board in her hand and was jotting something down.
"The doctor will see you shortly-Patty-I will need to chart your temperature to start with. There is a notation, that your temperature is always taken rectally at home by your mother." she said. It was wild and I got into it with her. "Yes, Ma'am-she never takes it orally-it's so embarrassing." I confessed. "I know it is honey, but it's much safer and accurate to take rectal temps, so if you'll lay face down on the bed for me and we can get started." she said in a serious tone.
Terri patted my bottom. "What a lovely butt." she said as she stroked it. I was trembling now. Terri parted my cheeks and examined my anus. "You're a little tight back there-are you nervous"? she asked "No," I replied. "Well the rectal thermometer could hurt you if you're not relaxed." she informed me. "Don't worry, I know what to do." she informed me. I turned my head to see her get some petroleum jelly on her finger tip.
She saw me watching her and said, "Relax patty and let me do all the work." "O.K." I replied and felt her part my butt cheeks. Very slowly, Terri greased my anus with her finger. It felt wonderful and I sighed in pleasure. "You like anal stimulation-I'll make a note of that on your chart." she explained. I giggled. It was all so hot. Terri pushed her finger into my anus for about an inch to lubricate me. Mom did this to us when administering a suppository. I grunted into the pillow.
"I think you're ready to have your temperature taken." my "nurse" advised as she picked up the rectal thermometer. I was trembling with excitement. Terri spread me open and slid the rectal thermometer up my rectum with her right hand. 'I noted your excitement at that rectal penetration. I reached under me with my hand. "Naughty girl-you must not play with yourself." she scolded and I blushed. "I can't help it nurse- it feels so good." I cooed.
That's no excuse-you must be running a fever -if not I'm going to spank you, you naughty patient." she warned.
Terri wiggled the thermometer in my bottom, making me see stars. She plucked it from my rectum, wiped it down and read my temperature aloud."99.4-a normal rectal reading." she announced. Terri put the rectal thermometer on a tissue and began to lightly "spank" by upturned bottom. It was a wild morning and I planned to have a crack at
her bottom before the weekend was out.
THE END
Rectal Temperature Story # 6
I was a freshman at the local college, studying nursing. To help pay for my expenses, I babysat. In no time at all, I built up quite a large client list. One afternoon the phone rang. I had no way of knowing it, but it would turn out to be a most unusual sitting assignment I would ever have. It turned out to be an eye-opening experience as well. It all started normally enough. "Hello, May I speak to Frances
Cooper.”? "This is Frances, may I help you?" I replied. "Yes, this is Mrs. Wilson, I would like to hire you to sit for my daughter, Susan. You come highly recommended, from Mrs. Conner-a good friend of mine." Mrs. Wilson began. ''Thank you, I would be happy to sit for Susan-when to you need me? " I asked. "I know this is short notice-but I will need you for tomorrow, I have to attend a business function with my husband, and will be out all night." Mrs. Wilson explained. "Well, it is
short notice, but I have nothing on for tomorrow. I can be at your home at seven, if that is alright."? I explained. "That would be wonderful." Mrs. Wilson said and then there was a pause.
"I think I should tell you that my daughter has been sick and I would like for you to administer her medication and take her temperature and chart it for me." Mrs. Wilson explained. I was taken aback. I don't normally sit for children who are sick-it can be a hassle. When she
said that she doubles my usual fee, I said yes right away. "How bad could it be to take a kids temp and give her a couple of aspirin." I thought to myself. "Excellent, Frances-I will expect you tomorrow at seven." she
replied and I said "Goodbye " and hung up.
I pulled into the Wilson driveway and was greeted by Mrs. Wilson. She led me into the kitchen and we talked briefly. "I am sorry to be so abrupt, but we must go now or we will be late." Mrs. Wilson apologized. "Susan is up- stairs in her bedroom watching T.V-go on up." She said before bolting out the front door with her husband in tow.
I went upstairs and knocked on Susan's door. "Come in" she said and I opened the door and walked in. What I saw made me stop dead in my tracks. I had assumed that Susan was a little girl-the young woman sitting up in bed was 18 or 19 years old. My mouth hung open for a
moment. Susan saw my expression and explained.
"My mother did not tell you how old I was doing she?" I just shook my head "No". "She always does this-she still treats me like a little kid. I told her not to worry and just go to her dumb business function. I told her I could take care of myself and not to worry. She
called for a sitter anyway. I'm sorry." Susan said.
I composed myself. "It's O.K-I don't mind. It's just not what I expected." I replied and Susan felt better. I also wanted to earn my money and my reputation would be ruined if I bolted and went home. Poor Susan was sick with a stuffy nose, red from constant wiping, and watery
eyes. I felt sorry for her.
There were several sick room items on her night stand. Vicks chest rub, tissues, cough drops, and a jar of Vaseline with a thermometer sticking straight up in it. I was taken aback. Susan saw my expression and explained. "Mom won't give up the rectal thermometer. She says the
oral method is not accurate, or that she is afraid I will bite the oral thermometer. She always has some excuse for having to take rectal temps, so I stopped arguing with her and just go along with it." I composed myself.
"It won't be a problem. I'm in the nursing program at college anyway, and it will be good practice for me." I explained. Susan smiled. I could see she was relieved by my response. There was a yellow pad and a pen on the night stand with times and temperatures noted down on it. It was just about time for the next reading to be taken.
"It's almost time for your next temperature taking, why don't you assume the position and we'll get started." I told Susan. She smiled and rolled over onto her stomach. She pulled her flannel nightgown up to her waist. I sat down on the bed next to her. When she "Lifted up" I rolled down her panties.
Susan had a lovely bottom and I paused to admire it a moment. I reached over and pulled the rectal thermometer from the Vaseline jar with my right hand. A generous blob of lubricant clung to the rounded bulb. Susan shivered when she felt my thumb and forefinger on either
side of her buttocks. "Relax honey." I cooed as I gently spread her cheeks apart. Susan's light pink anus opened as I did. I aimed carefully and slid the bulb into the center. Her anus closed around the thermometer as I inserted it for about two inches and released her buttocks.
"Oh-that's so cold." Susan commented and squirmed on the bed. I checked my watch. Susan spread her legs and rocked gently on the bed. She was enjoying this common medical procedure-there was no doubt of it. "I can't help it. It feels so good." she sighed. The rectal thermometer
started to slide out. I spread her cheeks apart and inserted the thermometer deeper this time. I also held the thermometer between my fingers and rested the palm of my hand on her upturned bottom and held her still on the bed. Susan blushed.
"Mom got me hooked on rectal temperatures-I'm sorry." Susan explained. "Don't be sorry, many people like anal stimulation. My mother took my temperature rectally too, when I was younger and gave me enemas." I confessed. This, made Susan feel better.
When the sweep hand made three passes, I removed and read the thermometer. I noted the temp on her pad. Her meds were in suppository form and so I spread her buttocks again and pushed one up her rectum before replacing her panties. Before her mother and father came home, I gave Susan another rectal temp. This time, I gave her a treat by twirling the glass rod in her aroused rectum. She hit the ceiling. It was a wild night and a grateful Mrs. Wilson paid me double my usual fee and a very nice tip to boot.
THE END
Rectal Temperature Story #7
Cindy and Brenda shared an apartment and expenses together. Things went smoothly at first, but then Brenda noticed a change in her friend. She picked arguments, skipped her share of the chores and whined about her
problems and never having any money after the rent was paid. Brenda tried to be patient, but she reached the end of her rope when Cindy started a fight with her on Friday. “I’m out of here, I’ve had enough of your crap!" she shot back as she bolted out the door and into her car.
She drove around for some time and cleared her head. Brenda spotted a drug store and pulled into the parking lot and went inside. She picked up a bag of chips and a bottle of soda, then turned down the next isle. As luck would have it, that isle contained the colds items and
thermometers. She walked slowly toward the section of thermometers and smiled wickedly, “I’ll teach Cindy what happens to girls would act like babies" she thought as she reached for one marked ''RECTAL' and then
picked up a small jar of Vaseline and a pacifier.
Brenda arrived home and heard the shower running in the bathroom. She went into Cindy's bedroom and sat down on her bed. The thermometer, Vaseline and pacifier were unpacked and placed on the bed next to her. Moments later, Brenda heard the water turn off and the sound of Cindy toweling off. Soon enough, Cindy came out of the bathroom with the towel around her waist. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Brenda sitting on her bed.
"What the heck are you doing in my bedroom!" she snapped at Brenda. Brenda remained calm and explained how things were going to change and what she was going to do. She showed a shocked Cindy the items she brought and how they would be used. "You have been a bitch on
wheels the past few weeks and it's going to stop right now." she began. "I don't know why you can't seem to act like an adult, lately, but since you can't-I've decided that you will be treated like a child. The first order of business will be to make sure that your behavior is not due to an illness of some kind." she explained to Cindy.
"You're nuts! -no way!" Cindy snapped at her. Brenda remained calm, "Oh course -that's your choice-I'll start packing my bags and you can stay here and pay the rent by yourself." she warned her shocked friend. "You
know I can't make the rent on my own, that's why we moved in together." Cindy cried out. "I know it is, and I am willing to stay, but it will be on my terms-is that clear?" she asked and waited for Cindy to think about it and reply. "Alright, what are your terms?
Brenda smiled. "As I was saying, I will need to make sure you're not ill. I'm going to take your temperature rectally." she explained. "Cindy pouted and whined. "C'mon, Brenda, can't you take it in my mouth? I hate rectal thermometers. My mother always used one on me when I was a little girl-it was so embarrassing." she explained. "I know, honey, but you will need to get used to it because it is the only way your temperature will be taken from now on. In the future, it you start acting like a grown woman, then I may switch you to the oral thermometer-but that's a long way off. Any time you "act up", "get
cranky", or are "out of sorts" you will find yourself "bottoms up" with the thermometer up your rectum. Is that clear? Brenda asked. "Yes" Cindy whispered. "I can't hear you" " Yes" she repeated louder." Good girl- let's get started.
Cindy watched Brenda open the package containing the rectal thermometer and pacifier. She popped the blue lid off of the Vaseline. "Honey, take off the towel and lay across my lap." Brenda ordered. "Can't I at least lay down on the bed on my stomach." Cindy cried. "No, baby, maybe when you show me you can cooperate like a big
girl you can. Until then, you have to go over my lap, like the baby you, have been acting like." Brenda explained. "This isn't fair," Cindy cried and blushed.
Brenda has enough of her stalling and pulled the towel off of her. She took Cindy by the arm and bent her over her lap and adjusted her in position. Satisfied that Cindy's bottom was where she wanted it, she
hooked her right leg around Cindy's ankles and pinned her in position. She now stroked her friend’s lovely buttocks for a while.
"I can't believe you're doing this to me. I'm sorry for the way I acted. Let me up and give me another chance-PLEASE!" Cindy whined and begged. "You're such a child-you think that saying "I'm sorry" excuses you of everything-it too late for that now." Brenda informed her. Cindy squirmed over Brenda's lap and tried to kick her legs, but they were pinned down by Brenda's right leg. Moments later she felt Brenda's fingers part her buttocks.
"NO! -It's so humiliating-DON'T!" Cindy cried out. Brenda released her buttocks and picked up the pacifier. "Open up" she ordered and pushed it into Cindy's mouth. "Don't spit that out-or I will give you a spanking you'll never forget and take your temperature anyway!" she
warned.
Brenda parted Cindy's buttocks and examined her anus visually for a few minutes. With her mouth plugged with the pacifier, Cindy could only moan, grunt and whine. Brenda took her time and poked, pressed and rubbed
it with the tip of her finger. Cindy's anus opened and closed as she did. Cindy squirmed and grunted.
"Relax baby, you're not going anywhere." Brenda assured her. Using the Vaseline, she lubricated the tight, pink pucker before her. In no time, Cindy's anus shone in the light of the room. "The thermometer could hurt you, baby, if your bottom is not prepared." Brenda informed a
very embarrassed Cindy.
Brenda picked up the rectal thermometer and greased it's bulb as well with Vaseline." Just relax Cindy all little girls have had their temperatures taken this way-it's perfectly natural" she said Moments later, Cindy felt the rounded silver bulb touch her anus and slip up her rectum. Her eyes widened and she grunted. Slowly, Brenda inserted it
for an inch or so. She held it in place and watched the mercury rise up the glass tube "I'll have your temperature in a few minutes baby-now be a good girl a lay still while it's in your "Heine" Brenda cautioned as she rubbed Cindy's back and hummed softly.
Cindy settled down over Brenda's lap. She was surprised as the rectal sensations started to feel good to her. She enjoyed the back-massage Brenda was giving her and she soon relaxed over her friend’s lap. Brenda playfully twirled the rectal thermometer as she checked her
watch. Cindy sighed, still with the pacifier in her mouth. Then she felt Brenda pluck the rectal thermometer form her tingling bottom and read the temperature. She wiped the Vaseline from Cindy's anus and helped her up and off of her lap.
From the standing position, Brenda pulled her down onto her lap had
held her in her arms "I'm so glad you're not sick baby, your
temperature is normal. Thank you for being a good girl for me-now go
put your pajamas on and get into bed." she ordered Cindy. Cindy did as
she was told and Brenda tucked her in. It was just the start of their
new relationship.
THE END
Rectal Temperature Story # 8
I had a hard time falling to sleep. Visions of what I had seen flooded my mind. When I finally drifted off, I dreamed that I was sick and had to go to the doctor. My regular doctor was on vacation and my mother
called my pediatrician and asked if she could see me. In my dream, I argued with my mother that I was too old for a "baby doctor". My mother told me to stop whining and that the doctor did it as a favor and that I should appreciate it. I was ordered to take a bath and get "squeaky clean" for the doctor. I was in a foul mood and my mother was losing patience with me.
We drove to the doctors’ office in silence. "Hi, I'm Louise Martin and this is my daughter, Donna." My mother said to the receptionist. "Oh, yes- the doctor will be with you shortly" she replied and told us to have a seat in the waiting room. The room was full of little kids with their
mothers and I felt out of place at 18 years of age. The dream went on. My name was called and I got up to go with the nurse into the exam room. The nurse asked my mother to come as well and I almost lost it. My mother was embarrassed and glared at me and told me to stop acting like a child.
"Young lady, all patients are accompanied by a parent in this office- the doctor insists." the nurse explained. We went inside the sterile, white exam room. "Donna, please undress and I will take your vitals before the doctor examines you." the nurse ordered. I pouted, but complied. I had to undress with my mother in the room with me-I was so embarrassed. Things soon went from bad to worse in my dream.
I folded my clothes and put them in a pile on the bench. The nurse opened a draw and took out a black thermometer case. She unscrewed the top and pulled it out. After shaking it down with hard snaps of her
wrist, she put it on a paper towel and put a dollop of lubricant on the bulb. "I'm 18, there is no way you, re taking my temperature RECTALLY!" I shouted. My mother turned red-faced. The nurse kept her cool.
"Donna, we take all temperatures rectally. It a pediatricians’ office and we don't have oral thermometers. You're here my special arrangement-so just cooperate. Lay face down on the exam table and let’s get this over
with." The nurse explained. When I did not move, the nurse walked over to my mother and whispered something into her ear that I could not make out. My mother smiled and gave her consent to whatever the nurse
proposed. The dream was so vivid it felt like this was actually happening.
"Since you don't want to do things the easy way-we will have to do it the hard way." the nurse explained and I felt a chill go down my spine. She grabbed my arm and walked me over to a chair. The nurse sat down in it and pulled me over her lap, with my bottom hiked up and my
feet off of the floor. I yelled and kicked my legs.
Then I felt it. The first spank sounded like the crack of a whip and stung my bottom. I cried out as the nurse swatted one "cheek" and then the other. Mom had a satisfied look on her face as she watched. I could
feel the heat in my buttocks as the nurse calmly tended to my bottom. Soon I was limp over her lap. I had no more fight in me.
My embarrassment had only begun. The nurse spread my buttocks with her fingers and I moaned in shame. I craned my head around to see her pick up the tube of lubricant and squeeze a dollop on my exposed anus. Mom
looked on as she did. "Oh, it's cold!" I cried out. Then I felt her finger work the jelly hotly around my anal opening for what seemed like forever.
Since you insist on acting like a baby, I will treat you like one." The nurse explained. "Babies always go over my lap for a temperature taking, since they can't cooperate." the nurse explained to my mother. "They wiggle around and cry when it's "temperature time" They soon find that they are not going anywhere as I hold them pinned down over my lap." the nurse went on. I felt myself blushing.
I saw the nurse pick up the rectal thermometer with her right hand. She held my "cheeks " open with the other. "Hold still Donna, and don't fuss, or I will pull the thermometer out, shake it down and start all over until you cooperate. Is that clear, miss?" the nurse asked
me. "Yes, Ma'am-I promise, I'm sorry-I'll be good." I cried. "Good girl" the nurse praised as she took aim with the rectal thermometer.
Moments later, I felt it touch my anus and slide up my rectum. "Oh, it's cold!" I whined "It won't be for long ''the nurse assured me and she and Mom laughed as I lay over her lap with the glass rod deeply inserted. My nurse adjusted the thermometer several times as we waited. Finally, I felt the nurse pluck it from my tingling bottom and chart my temperature. Just then the doctor walked in and commented "My, My-someone has been a naughty patient."
The doctor examined me and as a final insult, I was given a shot of penicillin in my butt. I woke up in a sweat and very aroused by my kinky dream. Betty and Linda soon woke up and we went into the kitchen and ate breakfast. After cleaning the cereal bowls, we sat around having
coffee and taking. I told them my dream.
"Oh my God, Donna-that's so hot. I'm dripping." Betty said. Linda was turned on as well. I got up the courage to ask Betty and Linda if I could "live out" the dream with them, with Betty as my nurse and Linda playing the role of my mother and watching the scene. Both were
thrilled with my suggestion.
We showered and got into character. Betty put on a white dress and sneakers and got the rectal thermometer and Vaseline. Linda was dressed in a very Conservative dress like my mother would wear. The living room became our exam room. "Donna the doctor is doing this as a favor now do what the nurse asks-this instant." Linda snapped at me. It was perfect.
"Mother-I'm eighteen and there is no way I'm having my temperature taken rectally" I whined. Linda and Betty went to a corner and started whispering. In no time-just as in my dream, I found myself over my "nurses" lap. Betty got into it as she "tanned my bottom". I was then
thoroughly "greased" for my temperature taking. I saw stars as she worked my anus with her finger tip. Moments later the rectal thermometer found its mark. I felt it slide effortlessly up my rectum. I shook with excitement over Betty's lap. That rectal thermometer felt so damn good. I came before Betty removed and read my temperature. It was a dream come true.....
The end.
Rectal Temperature Story #9
This all took place in the early 1960's. I was 20 and in nursing school. The students spent part of their time at the hospital wards, getting first-hand experience with the procedures we would be using on the job. This morning a group of student nurses gathered at the psychiatric ward to see a demonstration of admitting procedures.
We were met by the ward charge nurse. She explained that a patient had just been admitted for observation due to "erratic behavior" by her doctor. We followed the charge nurse into the exam room. I was one of
five students to see the demonstration of the taking of vital signs.
There on the bed, was a woman my own age. She had been sedated to make the examination easier to complete as she was agitated and uncooperative with her hospitalization the nurse explained to us. My eyes locked onto the young woman, lying face down on the bed, completely nude. Her buttocks were round and firm. The charge nurse's voice brought me back to the present.
"Girls, pay close attention." she said sternly. "Here in the Psychiatric Wing, we take all the patients temps rectally since they can't be trusted with an oral thermometer. I will be demonstrating the procedure to you this morning." she explained. The patient whimpered upon hearing
this, but the sedative prevented her from resisting this embarrassing procedure.
The nurse in charge called our attention to the metal tray on the bedside table. She showed us the glass mercury rectal thermometer with its fat, rounded bulb, designed for use in the rectum. She then pointed out a tube of lubricant-"To make the insertion easier". and the bottle
of alcohol to disinfect the thermometer.
We watched intently as the Charge Nurse, shook down the rectal thermometer and held it up to the light, before lubricating the bulb. "This is the proper way to spread the patient's buttocks" she explained as she used her thumb and fingers of her left hand to part the patient's "cheeks". We heard the woman whimper again, as her anus
was widely exposed to the group of student nurses.
"Ignore all protests by the patient and carry out the procedure every time." the nurse cautioned us. "Make sure to insert the thermometer slowly, but firmly up the rectum for half its length for an accurate reading. Restrain the patient if necessary." she advised. We watched as
the glistening bulb disappeared into the patient's anus and slowly up her rectum. I glanced at her face and it seemed to say "I can't believe you're doing this to me."
"Release her buttocks and hold the thermometer in place for a good five minutes" the nurse lectured. She pressed her palm down on the woman's buttocks and held the thermometer between her fingers. “This is the only safe way to get a temperature reading and it must be done
with or without the patient’s cooperation." she advised. I noticed the patient blush and wiggle slightly. The nurse pressed down firmly on her buttocks to keep her still, as one would a toddler. She checked the sweep hand on her watch. “Be still!" she admonished the patient. The
nurse then removed the rectal thermometer and wiped it with an alcohol moistened gauze pad. Holding it up to the light, she read and charted the temperature.
We then left the room and went from room to room in the ward. Each student took a patient's rectal temp under the watchful eye of the charge nurse. She critiqued each of us and took our questions on the procedure. It was something that has stayed with me all these years.
The End
Rectal Temperature Story # 10
Dr. Karen Lester put on a pair of latex exam gloves with a loud snap. Her patient jumped on the exam table. Dr. Lester smiled knowingly. This was a common reaction. She reached into an instrument drawer and retrieved a glass rectal thermometer. The good doctor took all her patients rectally, no questions asked. This morning, Carol Spellings was her patient. Carol craned her head around and watched the proceedings with apprehension.
Doctor Lester took her time and drew it out as long as possible. She shook down the thermometer with slow deliberate snaps of her wrist. "Doctor-can't you take it in my mouth?" Carol whined. "No, of course not-you know full well that all temps in this office are taken rectally." the doctor reminded the unhappy young woman. "Now be a good patient Carol. Do you want me to call your mother and tell her you were uncooperative?" Dr. Lester asked. "NO! don't do that! I'll be good I promise." Carol begged. Karen Lester and Carol's mother were good friends ever since their college days when Dr. Lester was in pre-med
and Carol's mother was in the nursing program. So, it was only natural when Carol got sick this morning that her mother called Dr. Lester and make an appointment for her. The fact that Carol was 19, and in college, was of no consequence to her-she was still her "little girl".
Dr. Lester placed the rectal thermometer on a paper towel and placed a dollop of lubricating jelly on the rounded silver bulb. "Don't pretend to be shy, Carol, I know full well that you mother always takes your temperature rectally-as I advised ever since you were a baby." the
doctor said with a chuckle. "I know- I just thought you could make an exception now -I am in college!" Carol cried.
"No Carol-I have a "rectal only" Policy, it wouldn't be fair to my other patients if I broke my rule just for you." the doctor advised. She turned and faced Carol with the thermometer in her right gloved hand. "What a lovely bottom" she teased. Carol blushed. Her mother liked to rub and pat her bottom too, just before a temperature
taking. Doctor Lester stroked Carol's firm, rounded buttocks. "You feel warm dear-I'll need an accurate reading, to be sure." she advised her squirming patient.
Carol stiffened as she felt her doctor's gloved fingers on either side of her buttocks. It was so embarrassing to be in this position. She had to endure it from her mother, and now again at the doctor's office. The paper on the exam table "crinkled" under her. Doctor Lester was enjoying the proceedings. Taking the rectal temperature of a lovely
young woman always turned her on.
She paused for a moment before parting Carol's buttocks. Carol grunted into her pillow as Dr. Lester eyed her pink anus. Her patient shivered as the cool air hit her anal opening. She held her breath, knowing what
was coming next. Then she felt it, the cold and slick bulb of the rectal thermometer hit the center of her anus and slid effortlessly up her rectum. "Oh God, it's so cold!" she cried out as half the thermometer was slowly inserted. The Doctor watched her rectum open and close
quickly around the glass rod as if it was "swallowing " it.
Carol squirmed on the exam table as her rectum "tingled " and "throbbed" with sensation. "Settle down Carol, or I will remove the thermometer, shake it down, spank you, and start the temperature taking all over again. Do you want that? " she asked the shocked woman. "No-
don't-I'm sorry. I can't help it." Carol whined.
"I know dear, but you must lay still or the thermometer could hurt you." the doctor said as she "twirled" and wiggled the rectal thermometer in Carol's tingling rectum. Carol moaned in response. "It feels good, doesn't it?" the doctor pressed. "No! It feels "yucky" the young woman replied. "Liar!" Doctor Lester countered-"I can tell that
it's turning you on." the doctor advised. Carol blushed-it was true. She could not hide her reactions from the doctor's trained eye. She could feel herself getting wet on the exam table.
Doctor Lester spread Carol's buttocks and worked the rectal thermometer in and out of her slick rectum. This went on for a good twenty minutes until Carol was a limp as a rag doll on the exam table. "It's good, isn't it?" the doctor pressed. "Oh God, Yes-I admit it." Carol admitted to her utter shame. The doctor had broken her. Carol
felt the thermometer being slowly withdrawn from her feverish rectum. Doctor Lester noted her temperature on her chart. "Stay where you are Carol" the doctor ordered.
Doctor Lester turned and got a Tylenol suppository. She returned to Carol, spread her buttocks and bushed it up her rectum and pressed her buttocks together until the urge to expel it passed. "Get dressed dear, you will feel better soon. I will call your mother with instructions." she left the exam room and a blushing Carol quickly
dressed. She knew she would soon be on the receiving end of her mother's rectal thermometer when she got home. Her rectum tingled at the thought.
THE END