Who exposed your bottom?

It was always the "taker" who pulled down my briefs. I just never did it myself. It was never with any intention. Just habit.

My mother was always in the room and pulled my pants down when the nurse instructed her. I was always so humiliated knowing my mom was watching, but even as a child I feel the familiar tingle of arousal when it was time to have my temperature taken.

The nurse always prepped me for my RT. After being weighed and measured in the hall, I would be led into a exam room where I would step up onto the exam table step, and then pull myself up onto the table with it’s crinkling paper. From that vantage point I could see the various tools, disinfectants, tissues and lubes eagerly awaiting my bottom. No matter the nurse, I always heard “let’s get a temp on you.” She would then unsnap my pants and tell me to “lay down and roll over onto your tummy.” From that position she would lower my pants to my knees and my underpants to just below the bottom of my bottom. Upon completion of my RT followed by a one to two tissue tush wiping to remove the lubricant, she would then assist me in sitting upright while swinging my legs off the side of the table. There I would be instructed to “please remain bottomless until after the Dr has a chance to examine you.” It was (always) a nurse that would expose me. It was (always) a nurse who would take my temperature. A doctor (never) ever took my temp, oral or rectal. That was not their job. It was below them (and still is).

OK sadly as far as i rember it never happen to me to have my rectal tempterature taking into a clinic visit.

I exposed my bottom for rectal temps at the pediatrician.

At home up until age 11 rectal temps were done over the knee and my mom or an other adult would take the pants/ under pants down. My last rectal temp at home was at 17 and after age 11, they were done on the bed and I was on my stomach. I would pull my under pants down and expose my bottom.

At the doctors (the pediatrician), we always undressed to underwear. As a young child til about 8, the nurse would take the rectal temperature over the knee and take my underpants down. After age 8 on the exam table, underpants pulled down on my stomach. I don’t remember any rectal temps at the doctors after I started into puberty which was at about 13.

Both my mom and dad exposed my bottom basically for baths and the like but on several occasions for a rectal temp, enema or a light spanking if I had been naughty. My uncle once took my panties off and tried to give me an enema but made a fuss and he gave up. Looking back I think he was a bit of a perv. I never told on him and he never bothered me again.

To the poster who was required to submit to a rectal temp., per their health insurance !!!??? I spent many years in the insurance business, and am fully aware of the guidelines followed during any physical exam. I've definitely never heard of that. Maybe in the Dominican Republic....(.as a postmortem exam)......but in the U.S. ? On a conscious and coherent adult ?

Now if it is a adult patient getting a rectal temperature they will pull them down. And if it's a child or a teenager it's either mom or dad would have to pull them down.

Mom went from oral to rectal at 6 when I broke the oral on the bathroom floor

Doctor always told me to drop my pants

Mostly I was instructed to undress completely go to bed and have a rest under the bedquilt while the thermometer was beeing prepared for me. Many times I tried and sometimes I managed to keep my underpants on as it felt less invasive then beeing completely naked. When it was time for the dreaded and humilating insertion of the thermometer my bottom was exposed by my dad or mom who also took down my underpants if they were still on. Sometimes they did it together as they knew I was often putting up a big fuss about the temptaking.

When I went to the doctors mostly my mom, a few times the nurse would do it.

My Dad and the family Pediatrician on the long gone days of house calls @ 8--9 a.m. In my locale that went extinct in 1961--62.

As a taker I prefer to pull them down myself. It adds to the excitement.

During a pediatric clinic visit, I was either nude or wearing white briefs. As a child, the nurse or doctor would pull my white briefs down and expose my bottom which made me feel self conscious and submissive. At age twelve, they would tell me to pull my white briefs down, and if I was slow in doing so they would tug them down. As a teenager, this would sometimes make me feel aroused as I began to secretly enjoy having the cold thermometer inserted into my tight anus. I would worry that I would get an erection. When I was a child at home, an adult would pull my white briefs or pajama bottoms down. Beginning at age twelve they would tell me to pull my white briefs or pajama bottoms down. At home a rectal thermometer was always used to take my temperature until age nineteen when I moved out of the home. I currently use a rectal thermometer to take my temperature, and a rectal thermometer is used in my anus when I have a meet up with a play doctor for a physical exam, spanking, and enema.

If it was done at home then my mom pulled my underwear down and spread my cheeks.. if I'm doing it for myself then I'm the one who exposes my bottom..

Usually the doctor. At home my mother.

I only remember it being done by the person taking my temperature at home, and when it was done in the ER once. I only have a single vague memory of having it done at the doctor's office, and they did it. Pretty sure that was the case since they would also take my undies (and my pants if I still had them on) down for shots that had to go in the bottom.

Having them pulled down by the taker is one of my favorite parts of any temps in a play scene. It speaks to the vulnerability and control that the person taking your temp has in the situation.

I was never asked to lower my briefs on my own. Most of my apprehension focused on when that would happen and who would observe me in that way. For a physical prior to high school, it was the nurse who lowered my briefs for a temperature. It was done with me lying on my stomach and my briefs down around mid thigh. Later on, the doctor assumed this responsibility but also the exam was more involved with full exposure for genitals, hernia and posture exam. He was not concerned about my modesty and having my temp taken was just one part of the embarrassment. For my college exam, he also introduced me to the DRE and innocence was lost. By then, most of my buds had also found out that an adult exam was more than one anticipated. It made having shots just more intense and reinforced my interest in the submissive nature of a physical exam and arousal. As I have gained distance between then and now, it's the expectation and experience of submissiveness and feeling vulnerable that makes the exam so special. While a RT may no longer be done or not as often, it's the experience of being told "Remove everything" that has overtaken my sensibilities. There is something unique about the feel of the cold exam paper on my bottom and the crinkling of the paper that adds to this experience, especially following the DRE and the faint stain of the KY on the paper. Kind of marking one's territory in a way!

Okay, I have gone on long enough - time for a cold shower!

This varied over the years, but usually I was told to slide my own undies down by the nurse. Most of the time, I would only be wearing underwear by the time they got to taking my temperature. A nurse would take me back to a room, and would tell me to strip down to my undies (or tell my mom to undress me to my undies), leave the room, and then often another nurse would appear to take care of me. They would march me down the hall in nothing but snug white briefs to be weighed and measured, then return to the room for blood pressure and pulse, followed by the rectal thermometer. Most nurses would tell me to roll over on my tummy and pull or slide my undies down for them so they could get my temp while they were preparing the thermometer. If they didn't tell me to pull them down, I did so anyway because this was a very familiar procedure, and I knew very well what was happening. A few nurses would tug them down past my knees and out of my reach which meant I would be fully displayed when it was time to pull them back up. This caused some frustration during my last few episodes as I was almost always partially or fully erect, and was trying not to show everyone, but it was virtually impossible to reach my underwear without rolling over.

At home, I didn't get my temp taken much, but the few times I remember mom would tug my PJs or undies down while I was in bed.

At the doctor, it was always the nurse. For a sick visit, they would ask me to take my pants off and lay on my stomach, and I knew what was coming. The nurse would hook my briefs down to my knees. Then, a glob of Vaseline. I always hated the slimy feeling all in my ass crack afterwards.

At home, it was my mom. If she said it was time to take my temperature, I knew she’d lay me over her knees and yank my briefs down. She was a little more rough than the nurse.

Kind of depends on circumstances. My wife usually bares her own bottom. On occasion, in the past, some partners waned me to lower their pants or raise their nightgown.

When I was growing up and my temperature was taken at the doctors office, rectally, I was usually already wearing a gown and my panties. The nurse or doctor would tell me to roll over onto my stomach and if my panties were still on they would pull them down to about mid thigh. Then they would take my temperature.

Sounds like an awful lot of wishful thinking going on here......

Yesterday, when I got out of the shower and I had not dressed yet and had to who house all to myself, my bottom was already exposed and while chatting with a friend on here, I took my rectal temperature and got the reading of 98.6 and again whith chatting with my EMT friend.

As adults, my wife and I prefer the giver to lower the pants and expose the hiney. Makes it more intimate.

The nurse almost always

Rectal temperatures were always standard procedure at home and at the doctor clinics. At home mom and my older sisters all took my rectal temperature. Mom told them it would be good practice and experience for them when they had children. It always began with them telling me to undress to my underwear, and to lie facedown on my bed, or on the sheet on the livingroom floor. Each had the rectal thermometer, vaseline, and tissues on a tray on my dresser or nearby table ready to be used. Once I was laying on my tummy with my arms at my side, mom or my sisters would put their fingers at the waistband of my underwear as tell me to raise my hips up a little as they lowered my underwear to below my knees. From this point, mom or my sisters would prep the rectal thermometer. Sometimes I would be able to see them take the rectal thermometer from the vaseline jar and wipe the excess ointment along the glass rod. Once ready, they would tell me to look at the television, watch the clock on the wall, or look at the pictures on the wall. At the doctor clinics it was a similar process. After undressing to my underwear, the nurses told me to climb up on the examination table after the height/weight check was done. They always told me to lay on my tummy, keep my arms at my side and look at the animals paintings on the wall. Once laying on my tummy and arms at my side, and looking at the animal paintings, I would feel the nurses fingers at the waistband of my underwear as she told me to raise my hips up a little as she lowered my underwear to below my knees. From this point, the nurse would go over to the counter area to prep the rectal thermometer. I would quietly turn my head to watch as she retrieved the thermometer, checked the reading, shook it down, rechecked reading, then lubed the pear-shaped bulb and glass rod with the ointment. Before she turned to approach the examination table, I turned my head toward the animal paintings on the wall.

Mostly my mother undressed me for various reasons but in my most poignant memories it was my Daddy who lowered my panties or took them off. I was not spanked very often but when I was it was usually by my Daddy and for some reason I expected him to bare my bottom. Besides the enemas he gave me and the few spankings I received he also took my temp rectally several times when I was younger. I always whimpered a bit but I actually like the feeling of the cool glass thermometer slipping up into my rectum. I would lay there quietly with his big warm hand resting on my bare bottom. Mommy just undressed me but I was excited when Daddy did it! I felt naughty because I liked it. Hahaha, that's why I'm on Zity!