Paediatrics Constipation Managemnet Stories

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Jessica's Messy School Day

by diaperstories27 on Aug 17, 2020
Fetish

Your name is Jessica. You abruptly wake up from a peaceful slumber thanks to the sound of your own gurgling stomach, and you quickly realize that you need to poop. You groggily stare at the ceiling for a few seconds as you reflect on your decision to eat at that suspiciously cheap Chinese restaurant for dinner last night. You rise from your comfy bed and slo...

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Anal Sex Cures Constipation

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Anal

My name is Stefan Maguire Brown and I'm not just a six-foot-two, lean and muscular, handsome black man. I'm also a dam good doctor. Everyday, I try my best to heal the men and women who come before me. It's not an easy job. Especially since this is 1967 and I'm the first African-American doctor the town of Silverman, Illinois, has ever seen. Oh, well. Doctor...

Somali MILF For Haitian Doctor

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

When you have an unusual problem, you must be prepared to seek unusual solutions. My name is Halima Abdirahman and I'm a thirty-three-year-old Somali Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. The other day at Masjid during the Jummah evening prayers, something unfortunate happened. I was in the sisters corner, praying to the Maker of All...

Forest Pack: Tristan Ch. 02

by emogirl13 on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Rhea watched as Tristan jogged back to her in just a pair of loose jeans. She was surprised that he had actually found a pair of jeans in the forest but she figured werewolves thought ahead about these things. He was much taller than her, probably around 6'3 and he oozed strength and masculinity. Her eyes were drawn to his defined abs and pectoral muscles an...

Forest Pack: Tristan Ch. 03

by emogirl13 on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Hi guys!! I'm sorry about the delay in posting this chapter. I'm a full time student so I don't have much time for my writing even though I'd much rather do this than sit at a desk all day. I hope you like this chapter. I'm having trouble finding an editor so please forgive me for any errors. Xoxo Emogirl ******************************** Tristan watched...

Voyager Uncensored Ch. 07

by scatwoman on Sep 26, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

VOYAGER UNCENSORED # 7: "24/Seven", Part III My name is toilet. I had become the ultimate toilet, engineered by Seven of Nine to be the perfect living waste receptacle. This is the story of how we changed the world... * * * * * Diary of a toilet Year 2 "Expanding the experiment" * * * * * By my second year as Seven's toilet, Janeway was clearly impres...

Imogen's Anus Ch. 02

by Paradiggler on Sep 12, 2017
Anal

NB. This story contains graphic descriptions of a girl's bowel movement. If you are in any way put off by this please do not read further. ***** IMOGEN'S ANUS CH. 02 - IMOGEN'S RELIEF I fell into a deep sleep with Imogen that night only to be awoken at some time in the early hours by Imogen suddenly climbing out of bed. "I REALLY need to go to the toilet...

Surefoot 47: The Nanny State

by Surefoot on Sep 24, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

SUREFOOT: THE NANNY STATE Esek Hrelle, Captain of the USS Surefoot-A and Unashamedly Proud Father, held the tiny swaddled furred figure in the crook of his left arm, with more care than he had ever shown before with anything, and made sure the holocommunicator cameras in his Ready Room took her in fully, especially her snout twitching as she slept. His voic...

Ian's Digression

by FoxyDiscoBabe on Dec 18, 2018
Fetish

Ian hadn't dumped in 5 days. He knew if he didn't go soon he would have to go to the doctor for help. Its not that he MINDED it so much, after all the doctor was one hot man with a very soothing voice and great bedside manner and he has helped him out with this problem twice before. He told him he needed to eat better and lay off the pain killers he takes fo...

On the Verge of an Urge

by namah on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Just another ordinary day, ebbing into the grays of the evening. The rain pouring cats and dogs. Roaring thunder and flashing lightening. Drumbeats of falling raindrops, the caws of crows, bustle of drenched people heading home, shouts of vendors selling their wares and me amidst them. Did I need lightening to strike me? Singing, or more appropriately hummi...