Fake being sick

I used to often play sick usally just to skip school, but later, when I went to live with one of my old 'stepfather/momsBf/gigalo whatever, After a Dr's appt one day, I told 'Harold' we had to get a rectal thermometer because the doc wanted me to keep track and it had to be done that way. I also told him later that same Dr had ordered enemas on a 3 times a week basis and often later.

From then on, if I said 'I feel hot' or 'i don't feel good' Harold would get the rectal thermometer and KY and take my temp that way in the morning before he left for work. If I was feeling adventurous, I'd complain of stomach trouble, eventually he'd ask about my bowels. I'd act really shy but submissive, so soon the bag would come out.

Guilty as charged

Feigning illness in our family was pointless. We were always sent to school unless we had a REAL definable illness.

"Mommy, I don't feel good", or "my stomach hurts," was never a way out of going to school.

In order to stay home, we needed a pathognomonic sign of disease, and if a test or report was due, there was no way in hell we would be allowed to stay home for any reason. Responsibility for your homework was THE #1 priority. My mother was/is a tough cookie. We did what we were supposed to do and you could not talk your way out of it.

I used to love fake being sick, hoping for an RT & suppository

@Switchablesusie..I agree with your post. I never faked being sick. The only time I was out of school was when I had the chicken pox or a real bad cold. My mom kept me at home.

I never fake being sick. I loved school and being with my friends. My mom was not a strong cookie to me but some parents can be and I do agree with you on that.

Moppy: A temperature check was also always in order for me if I complained of headache, stomach ache, severe throat ache....

To check our temperature as kids, all my mother had to do was kiss our forehead. That really is accurate enough to know if your child has a fever.

To check our temperature as kids, all my mother had to do was kiss our forehead. That really is accurate enough to know if your child has a fever.

Yes, even a back of a hand on a forehead can usually give you a quick idea if the person is hot. Once you get past that if they feel hot you can go to the thermometer. Kissing on the forehead works but exposes you to whatever they have.

Thermometers really aren't necessary. If it feels a little high you can tell they have a fever. If it feels very high, they need an antipyretic or other medication to fix the problem.

My mother was never afraid of catching anything from us and I can't think of a time she was ever in a hospital other than for deliveries.

Susie: I don't doubt it, and mom started by feeling our forehead. Yet she would always ask for a temperature to be taken.

Switchablesusie....my mom always felt my forehead and cheeks to see if I have a fever and ask how I feel. I get kissed on the forehead all the time from a lot of women due to my height. Kissing the forehead to check for fever, lol!

Never bothered - if we were sick, parents would contact all of our teachers, making sure to get us extra work and suchwhat to fill our time....

@SomeRandomGuy...I was out sick couple times during my kindergarten and 2nd grade year and my mom went and got my daily school work to stay caught up.

Faked being sick in 5th grade, was not a good thing. Was re taught how quickly my pants could come off. Ow

I faked being sick one time that I can remember. I was a sophomore in high school and probably wasn't ready for a test. I told my mom I wasn't feeling well and should stay home that day. I thought I would get my way, until she came back to my room shaking down the thermometer and holding the jar of vaseline in her hands. She told me to turn over on the bed and she took my pajama bottoms down and put the thermometer in my rectum. Of course, my temperature was normal. I tried to convince her I was still sick but she would have none of it and sent me to school. I can't think of any other time that I did this.

I used to fake being sick often. Though I didn't get the RTs when older (yet). But would sometimes, though rarely, get an enema from mom.

That changed when she statted going out with Louis. He immediately took over enema duty with a relish. I received at least once daily enemas for an entire month, then three times a week for 3 mos to '(modified Oreagan (sp) plan).

I loved nearly all of these enemas and the "extra credit" oral, manual, and eventually anal sex Louis & I would do together during & afterwards.

I used to play sick a lot. When I was in 8th or 9th grade, after a Drs appt, I told my 'stepdad' that the Dr had ordered me to start keeping track of my rectal temperature. The truth was I'd broken my thermometer & needed a new one. We stopped at the pharmacy where he embarrassed me bad by telling the female clerk it was for me.

He surprised me when we got home. He asked if I could do it myself and I said I didn't think so. I'd planned on having my BFF come over but hadn't mentioned it yet.

He told me to get upstairs in my bed and get ready. I wasn't sure what he expected, so I removed pants & underwear and laid on my stomach.

He came in, set on the edge of the bed, pulled my cheeks apart and slowly slipped the new baby thermometer most of the way in.

I thought it would feel weird & embarrassing and didn't want him to be the one taking my temp. It wasn't weird at all though and felt great. I was so turned on. I started having him do it every day much of that su mmer. Originally my BFF was taking it too, but we were made to stop when we were caught trying to do enemas once. The thermometer was put away, only to be brought out by him. And only if I asked for it. I did manage to have him start giving me occasional enemas though. This continued till I was a junior.

When I was a kid, sick meant doctor, period. I think mom used this as a deterrent from faking sick, and it worked. I think parents also used rectal thermometers as a deterrent, as most kids hated getting their temp taken that way. It also put you in the perfect state for a spanking, if needed, however, not all sicknesses produce a fever.

Any time I was actually sick, though, if I complained and stayed home mom would take me to the doctor that day, where they would take a rectal temp (up to age 12). This was the early '80s. 98% of the time I got some sort of shot in the butt at the end of the visit, as well. Believe me, I hated this 1-2 butt poking combo and avoided it at all costs....which is why I got perfect attendance awards at school most every semester. In teen years they switched to oral, but the shots in the butt persisted. I can only remember going to the doctor twice and not getting a shot in the butt.

I never fake to be sick usually, instead I often use to fake sickness during our fetish play with my girlfriend!

I faked sick a lot from second grade till 6th grade. I hated my second grade teacher I will call her Ms. J she was an evil 40 something spinster. She lived at the end of my street with her parents. If she seemed to think a students desk wasn't neat she would tip it on the floor and make the student usually in tears put the contents back in neatly while she did the lesson and the student or students would have to stay after school to make up the work. After a few dumping's for me I started to fake sick so I would miss out for the day. The first few times it worked but then After going to the doctor and nothing was wrong I would have to go to school late. A few weeks later I asked to use the restroom a few times during class and was not allowed to use the restroom I had to wait until lunch. A couple days of this and my stomach really hurt I told my mom and she called the doctor. After the exam the doctor said that I was constipated. We went home and after an hour or so mom came to my room and said follow me to the bath room . Upon entering I saw the red bag on the hamper and froze pleading that I didn't need an enema mom said the doctor says you do now get you're clothes off and lie down. While I hated getting enemas I got two that day. I realized that I could probably stay home if I allowed myself to become constipated. I was really sick a bunch of times that year until I had my tonsils out months later. I almost failed that year but managed to pass. Third grade was not bad my teacher was nice I did fake a couple times. Fourth grade My teacher was an older no nonsense 6foot giant. I missed a lot of school that year and in April just before vacation my mother and I had a conference with my teacher the principal and the school nurse since usually my complaints were stomach aches it was decided I would have to be examined to make sure that there was nothing serious going on. After the appointment My doctor scheduled me for a barium enema and I spent two days in the hospital. It was determined that I was withholding the urge to go and they thought it was to avoid going to school. My teacher was told I could use the bathroom when I asked. I had to report to the school nurse and she would ask about going to the bathroom. If on the second day I hadn't she would call my mom and when I got home I would get an enema. I didn't miss a day for the rest of the year and passed.

Faked being sick in order to get my rectal temperature taken quite often. Like I've seen others post on this topic, I only did it often enough so as to not cast suspicions that I was faking it because I liked having my temperature taken!

A few years back, I reconnected with an old coworker (She used to be on this site, don't know if she still is.. Hi L 😃 ) who also enjoyed having her temperature taken rectally. She said that, being the oldest kid in her family, she would fake sick in order to get some special one on one time with her mom and that the rectal temperature taking experience was very loving and nurturing for her. I agree; taking, or having your temperature taken, can be a very intimate/loving/nurturing experience. (Among other things)

I think everyone as a child attempts this and continues as an adult though it's a lot easier as an adult to claim one is sick and not go to work for a day. I think that I was in 6th grade when I wished to stay home for more than a day. Mom was pretty good at allowing me a home day but for very limited periods. I decided that I needed to appear sick so I washed my hair and hung my head out of the window one winter night trying to "catch a cold." Well, I managed to get the sniffles and mom let me stay home for 2 days. I continued with the wet head trick each night and by the third day, mom was having none of it and off to the doctor I went despite protests that "It's only a cold." By then I was maturing and the thought of having to undress for a doctor was not my wish. It didn't matter as soon the nurse entered, mom had me unbutton my jeans and down went my panties for the mandatory rectal temperature. I so hated this. It was always awful as a part of every exam but for a "cold," it just felt way too embarrassing. No temperature was detected. Long story short, I went to school that day and didn't pretend sick again.

Whenever is needed to skip school, I would fake being sick, which was my way of asking mom to take my temperature rectally, and if normal, give me an enema. I would fake not liking it, but I think she knew I did!

Ya, I remember doing that... exactly once! I was in grade 4. Hated arithmetic, and had a test that day. When I got to school, I told the teacher that I wasn't feeling well. I was directed to the school nurse, who took my temp, called my mom, and sent me home.

Little known to me at the time (but never to be forgotten), the nurse was a friend of my RN mom. They decided to teach me a lesson. When I got home, mom was waiting for me. She told me to go straight to bed, and that the school nurse was coming over on her lunch break to see how I was doing.

Well, a few minutes before noon, mom came in and told me I had to have an enema, and that the nurse was going to help. When she got to our house, I heard them talking, then they were in the bathroom running water. Shortly after, they both came in and while mom was hanging the bag, the nurse was putting a towel under my bum. Try to imagine two nurses giving a 9 year old a bag enema. Mom had the lube, and the nurse had the nozzle. Before I knew it, the enema was flowing and they were talking while I was squirming.

Soon enough, the enema was over. I never forgot that day, and I never tried to BS my mom again. I did get sick from time to time, but I never faked it again. I also got enemas from time to time, but never like that again!

I don't remember faking being sick. I used to get mostly sinus infections ,and stomach upsets, that would go away after spending a day or two at home. My parents only used the oral thermometer, and if it was a fever that lasted, I would go to the doctor, who also only took my temp. orally. There were never any trust issues or threats.

I faked it once and only once, I was at aunty house, I was about to wake up to leave for school when I had the idea to fake being sick. aunty came up to wake me up but I told her I wasn’t feeling good and that couldn’t go to school.

Aunty always took my temperature in the butt hole hover her knee but this time I was laying on my bed for the temp. As soon as she left i pu it under the lamp no need to say that when she saw me inserting back the thermometer she knew exactly what I was doin. I got me temperature taken on my aunty changing table in the diaper position and got a massive spanking

I would fake seizures at school in the teachers didn't know the difference but I'd get home my mom did how I acted afterwards that she get pissed beat my ass

I was 15 and stayed in bed told mom i didnt feel good and couldnt go to school. She said ok and left my room. I so thought that was easy and I was staying home. Few minutes later she came in with the thermometer and vaseline jar and said to pull down my briefs and if I had a fever dad would be giving me an enema. Well when that thermometer came out of my butt and no fever the red bag stayed on the bathroom door and I had to get dressed for school. When I came home it was an over dads lap temperature check again. He said “lets be sure you are ok”. I think he did it on purpose.

Nope I never faked being sick to get out of going to school.

I could never get away with faking I was sick when I was a kid. My Mom was too sharp to let me get away with that sort of thing. However, when I really did get sick with something like a stomach flu, I could usually fake it enough to get an extra day off of school. The thermometer didn't lie but I could always fake nausea or feeling weak and just plain crappy.