#catheter

Imagine being sent in to a special clinic, not really knowing what was wrong but knowing your partner was concerned for you.

the doctor asked a few questions before having you sit in a gynecologist chair. It seemed normal but you noticed your pelvis was tilted more then usual, it left all three of your holes exposed.

"I just need you to remove your undergarments before we continue with this." the doctor who was showing you to the exam room said. you did as instructed and soon you were laying with the unnecessarily high fan blowing at your vulva and clitoris.

"we'll start with endoscopies of the bladder and uterus, to check for abnormalities."

you bit back a cry as upu felt a cold tube go through your urethra, youcleched around it and felt the doctor push down with the ultrasound. you regretted how full your bladder was as you felt a squirt come out.

"you may need to be cathetered for this visit if your muscles are that weak." the doctor said, unhelpfully.

the machine inserted into your vaginal canal and with the weirdest pain you'd felt pushed in. the ultrasound pressed more directly on your rock hard bladder and more leaked out.

"I was going to let you be for one accident but two shows a problem with your bladder. possibly inflamation or weak muscles" he added.

a long intimidatingly thick tube was pulled from a nearby cabinet and lubed up. you felt an awful burn and then a pinch as the bladder sphincter was pushed past. the catheter wasn't clamped though. rather it was connected to an IV.

"to test your capacity" he said apologetically and before you know you saw the doctor squeeze the bag and felt fluid rushing into your bladder. you hadn't known you could feel this full and just as you thought the discomfort couldnt get worse the doctor called one of his nurses over to continue the ultrasound.

"you'll need to keep this in for at least a day. your bladder is too used to just releasing which can't be healthy for it."

the doctor pushed more liquid into your bladder and you saw stars. there was still almost half of the bag full.

"please...ugh"

more water was pushed in as soon as you uttered the word please. a third of the bottle seemed left. you squirmed around as you heard the doctor count to three and you felt the worst pressure you'd ever felt in your bladder as the doctor squeased the last of the bag in all at once.

"stand"

you stood, struggling to move without your bladder hurting.

I have a huge fantasy of someone putting a catheter in me and pushing water into my bladder, seeing how much I can take, finding my limit. Making my tummy start to swell from how full my bladder is, the desperation I would have from physically not being able to relieve myself.