Six months had passed since dedicated nudist Susan Biggs was diagnosed with an overactive bladder and urinary incontinence. In that time, she continued to work for her nudist community's post office from her house, continued exploring her new-found pee fetish further and became one with the natural occurrences of her body. There was one compromise though: Su...
It took six months from my first blood test until surgery was prescribed. Unfortunately this was only a slightly feminizing surgery - I was diagnosed with prostate cancer, and the simplest solution was a radical removal of the whole organ. Needless to say, this was extremely depressing as I had become accustomed to mind-blowing orgasms through prostate stimu...
It had been about four years after I met and moved in with my two girlfriends, Sasha and Kathy. Over that time, Kathy and I had graduated college, Sasha -- who had graduated a year before us -- landed an accounting job in the city financial district, I found a job as a 3D designer, and we all moved into a bigger house. The three of us are still just as tight...
Doug yawned and awoke. A ray of sunlight filtered in through the crack in the curtains on the single window of his dorm room. He lifted his head up and saw that it was only 9:18. Too early to get out of bed on a Saturday morning. The girl upon which he was sleeping squirmed a little. There had been so many girls the past few weeks that he could no longer r...
The flight was cancelled? Had I heard the announcement correctly? I looked around at the other waiting passengers. Their faces told the story. Oh my god I thought. I turned to the person next to me. "What now, I wonder?" I said. "I am pretty sure they will put us up somewhere and fly us out tomorrow," the other passenger answered. I didn't know whether to...
A CARER'S TALE In praise of elderly women part 1 Nothing is certain except "death and taxes" according to both Daniel Defoe and Benjamin Franklin. I would add to that, - the indignity of old age. I am a "peripatetic carer" and well acquainted with old age, and the indignity inflicted on the old. My job chiefly consists of changing incontinence pads and mak...
I was tired, sore, in need of a long hot shower, and a change of clothes. I desperately needed to get rid of the stink of shit and blood. Instead, despondently, I headed back down the stairs to get the gun out of the Land Rover. Yeah. Same old story. It was a Monday. Mid morning. My wife had supposedly left for an exhibition and conference in Brussels. But...
Part 3: An Incontinent Lady Louise saw more male than female clients, but there were plenty of women as well. Mostly the female clients had more serious physical problems, whereas the men's problems were often psychological. After she had been running her clinic for a few weeks, she was visited by a strikingly handsome lady in her mid-thirties. As usual sh...
Note to readers: This is my most recent story and is in a similar vein to other works of mine, in that it involves performance of bodily functions in a medical setting. Please be aware that it includes descriptions of the elimination waste. If the subject matter is not to your taste then you may prefer not to read further. I am grateful to my wonderful fri...
"Look" I said, practically pleading at this point. "I introduced you to my family, and we had a great time. Surely you aren't embarrassed to show me to your family. Are you?" "It's not that." Replied my girlfriend "It's more that I'm embarrassed to show my family to you. You really wouldn't like them." Awkward silence...