Authors note.
This story is about a mother helping her daughter with anal sex for medical reasons. I'm not a doctor so please seek medical advice if you or others have any of the symptoms. Remember not every tummy ache requires anal, no matter how sexy she is.
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Emma woke with a strange pain deep inside her. Each movement seemed to make it worse, even getting out of bed was painful. She felt the need to vacate her bowels and limped to the bathroom. What should have been a simple task was both impossible and agonising. Emma knew something was wrong. Had she inadvertently swallowed something that had stuck or was it cancer?
She was a reserved teen who was struggling with anxiety. Her recent 18th birthday a few days ago had passed largely unmarked, bar a quiet meal with family. Perhaps she had swallowed a fish bone, no, she just knew it was more serious.
Emma called her mother upstairs and explained the situation. She could see her daughter was in distress and helped her to the car. Given the area of pain, her father was given little information other than they needed to go to the hospital. After a lengthy wait, Emma found herself being gently prodded and questioned by a female doctor.
"Have you been able to go to the toilet before this morning?"
"I've not needed to for a few days. This morning was very painful and nothing came out."
"Have you inserted any foreign objects recently?"
The thought of such a thing had never entered her mind, she shook her head and said, "No." She felt the doctor didn't believe her.
Emma was sent for an x-ray and after another long wait recalled to the doctor's office. The pain was getting worse but at least the doctor would know she hadn't lost something up there.
"There's no foreign object but there is an issue. I'll need to insert a small camera if that's ok?"
Emma lay on her side with her skirt lifted. A cold blob of gel touched her anus followed by a wriggly feeling as the doctor fed the narrow flexible tube inside. She gritted her teeth as inch by inch it worked its way up. The doctor stared at a monitor for a moment before calling in her colleague. Emma knew that was never a good sign.
"I think we better get you into surgery. You appear to have a blockage caused by a digestive tract abnormality."
"Cancer?"
"No, no, but we'll have to release the pressure and get a specialist's opinion."
Emma woke a few hours later, the stabbing pain had gone only to be replaced with a scratchy itch. She was glad it was over so fast, she'd have hated to have dwelled on it for days. But what was it and why had it come on so fast?
After a short rest, she was taken to meet a consultant. He was an elderly man and was accompanied by two younger female doctors.
"First of all, apologize for keeping you in the dark but given the urgency, surgery had to come first. The good news is we've cleared the blockage but unfortunately, it's going to be a recurring issue."
He produced the X-ray and pointed to an area deep within her rectum. Emma didn't really know what she was looking at.
"Your condition is extremely rare and to be honest we don't know what causes it. There have only been a few cases worldwide. For some reason, this area by the rectosigmoid junction has the tendency to seal itself with a membrane."
"But it's never happened before."
"We know little about it. Untreated the build-up of faecal matter can cause it to tear with a lot of pain and there's always the high risk of poisoning due to retention."
"I can't keep having surgery, isn't there a pill or something?"
The consultant looked briefly at his colleagues, "There is one known effective preventive measure. We don't know how it works but it does. You need to have anal sex about once a week."
"Pardon?" replied Emma, "You've got to be kidding me?"
"It was discovered in Brazil 50 years ago after a man was sent to prison. He found it kept him flowing and his case drew attention. Doctors suggested it to other patients and it's had a 100% success rate."
"But can't I just stick a suppository up there or something?" Neither appealed but they sounded more logical than anal sex.
"Unfortunately not. There's been some limited research into other methods but it seems that only penis in rectum stimulation works. Do you have a partner?"
Emma felt she had walked into a tacky porn scenario. Any second he was going to whip his dick out to cure her. This can't be real. She looked at the other doctors silently begging for a second opinion. One answered her plea, but it wasn't the answer she sought.
"Tests with sex toys have shown to make the matter worse. All we know is there's something on penis skin or fresh semen that prevents tissue growth."
"So I can't even use a condom? Can't I just stick some up like you do with cows?"
"It needs to be fresh unfortunately and combined with movement."
Emma still couldn't believe what she was hearing, she'd definitely have to google this but perhaps keep it off Facebook.
"When would I have to start?"
"I'd give it two weeks for the surgery to heal then engage in full anal sex with your partner."
Emma never had a partner but didn't want to say. Her heart was already racing at the thought of anal sex. What was she going to tell her parents? She dreaded even asking for a ride let alone telling them this. They weren't bad parents, Emma just felt awkward asking for anything. Did she need to tell them? Where was she going to get a volunteer?
Her mother met her in the hotel lobby, she was relieved her daughter's operation only required day surgery but could detect she was stressed. Experience had taught her not to push and Emma would open up in time. Time wasn't a luxury Emma had yet she wanted to delay the conversation at least ten years. Dad? Well, there was no chance she could bring herself to tell him.
"Mum, could you pull over somewhere before we get home," she asked staring out of the window. Her mother spotted a quiet layby slipped in and switched off the engine.
