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>I was 18 years old, still in my most intensive puberty >period with a lot of things happening inside me. I >mostly still had the same slim, slightly athletic and >smooth boy shape as I always had, but I had got taller >and fully grown in most ways. I lived by my parents >that still had the custody over me, which was the >standard in my country until the age of 20. > >One afternoon after coming home from school, my >parents called me into the sitting room to tell me >that a special ambulance will come and take me to the >special regulation hospital for teen boys the next day >to perform my special puberty regulation, an event I >had never heard about before. > >Nor did I know that there were a special regulation >hospital for teen boys, but it sounded so natural that >there must be something like this, based on how my >society generally worked. My society was sickly eager >to control and regulate everything, and it had the >economic resources to do so. > >Also the authorities in my country are very fond of >using words like special, control, regulate and >regulation, to the extent that it sounds downright >comical, a habit parents use to repeat when announcing >some medical ordeal to their kids. > >But hearing this I got nervous and tensed up, but also >felt a strange excitement in my mind and intimate >zones, and I asked what this could be. > >My father said that all teenage boys that are often >sick are taken to this hospital to get regulated in >their bottom parts so that they can pee and poop >better. Hearing this I got even more nervous but also >more excited and my penis swelled and attended a huge >erection under my clothes. > >They gave me two pills to calm me down whereafter I >also got into a strange submissive mood that made me >accept without questioning what was planned for me, >but made me even more excited when thinking about it. > >I could not eat more this day to be clean inside. In >the evening I had to go to the toilet, take a douche, >put on clean white underware and go to bed. > >But I passed the kuichen door on my way. I heard that >my parents sat reading from some pamphlet and talking, >obviously about the event next day. I could hear some >phrases of a rather law-voiced and cryptic discussion: >"ambulance arrives" "IV to calm him down" "tubes into >his bottom openings to pump him clean" > >The phrases increased even more the mixture of anxiety >and excitement and my penis again swoll and rised to a >hard erection. But when thereafter, laying in my bed >to sleep, I was strangely calm in most parts of me, >but still felt excited in my genitals and bottom >parts, and I was still thinking about the words I >heared. But then I fell asleep. > >The next morning I woke up by hearing somebody inside >my room. Still laying halfly dormant I took a glance >to the side and saw two men with a stretcher and a >woman looking like a doctor. Being still heavily >influenced by the pills, I did not think much, react >or say anything. But seing these persons with white >clothing I once again got highly excited in my >intimate zones with my penis grossly swollen. > >The two persons lifted off my blanket, then lifted me >onto the stretcher. Soon thereafter they also pulled >off my underwear exposing my engorged penis and >genital region. Quickly I got a shot into the side of >my butt, probably to relax me even more. > >The doctor pulled down my foreskin, that still covered >much of my penile head, cleaned it, and gently spread >my urethral cleft open, which gave me a distinct >feeling of being opened. She stuck a syringe inside my >urethra and injected some lubricating substance. > >Once again she spread my peehole and gently, but >rapidly inserted a tube all the way to my bladder. I >felt very strong sensations of being penetrated, but >not really pain. Now I saw hat this catheter was >connected to a small machine with a white container, >some electric pump thing and some control handles. The >machine got hung up at the stretcher, and I got a >blanket over me. > >Soon thereafter I had been carried out of the house >and into an ambulance which was rather big and looked >like an operation theatre inside. The ambulance did >not move at once. > >I got a mask on me that gave me some gas to hold me >relaxed and nearly dormant, but in a haze I sensed >what was going on without caring much about it. They >lifted off the blanket that covered me. > >Then they took my legs, spread them apart and flexed >them up so that I felt like being a frog. The doctor >spread my anal region even further with her left hand >and with the the right hand penetrated my bottom with >a thick tube that she inserted a long way up. > >I then lay with somewhat flexed legs with these >catheters entering both my intimate holes. On the >other end the tubes were connected to machines with >containers and pumps. Then the ambulance started >moving and headed towards the destination. But then I >fell totally in sleep. > >The ride took at least an hour. Ocationally I woke up >a little and I felt water being pumped in and out of >my stomach as to make me absolutely clean inside me. > >Eventually I lay somewhat awake on the stretcher, >naked under a light blanket, outside the ambulance in >front of a long building with many entrances. I no >longer had anything in my anus, but still I had the >tube going into my bladder, and I had got an IV into >my left wrist that obviously held me permanently >drugged. Lifting my head and looking around, I >observed other ambulances parked, and couple of other >boys laying on stretchers like me ready to be brought >into the building, but being drugged, I did not think >much about what I saw. > >They soon rolled me through a door into a small >entrance room. I got delivered to a new team and some >registration work was done on a computer. Then they >rolled me into something like a sharply lit surgery >theater. > >Soon I lay totally naked on the surgery table while >the team put several electrodes at my breast, hips and >legs, and also a blood preasure measure device around >my left leg. > >An anestetist sat near my head. She lent over me, >saying: "We have to spread open your buttom and adjust >your inside for many, hours. But you will sleep all >the time, so do not worry". > >Then she pressed a mask over my mouth and nose and >gave me gas. But the team continued working on me >before I was fully put under, so I recognized what was >going on for some time. > >Immediately thereafter they took hold of my arms and >swung them upwards and down past my head and fixed my >arms in that position, making all if me heavily >stretched and exposed. > >Then they took hold of my legs, flexed them up and >spread them wide apart. They did it such that I could >feel my butt cleft and rectal zone opened maximally >up, and the feeling of being opened in my bottom was >impressive, and made my penis once again swell and >fully erect itself. My legs got fixed at two stirrups. > >Eventually the gas made me totally unconscious. Even >though I did not experience directly much of what >follows, I know pretty well what was done, by secretly >reading the pamphlet my parents had got, and from the >conversation the doctors had with my parents >thereafter. > >They paralyzed all my muscles, including my breathing >with medicine delivered through the IV. Then they >inserted a tube through my throat which thereafter was >used for artificial breathing and deliverance of >anesthetic gas. > >Then the procedure as such began. > >They inserted a flexible scope in through my penis, >let it advance through my urethra into my bladder, and >scrutinized every part inside my lower urinary system. > >Then they inserted a rigid scope, when reaching my >prostate area, they bent my penis down between my >legs, and let the scope advance further into my >bladder. Therefarter they let it advance further up >into both of my kidneys. > >The insertion of this rigid scope was so impressive >that I actually woke up with gross feelings, both >physically and mentally of being penetrated high up in >my stomach, but still not really pain. > >Then they put a long ultrasound probe in through my >anus to scrutinize the inside of my pelvic zones. > >Thereafter they inserted a flexible scope through my >anus and let it advance through all parts of my colon, >and scrutinized every part of it. > >They also they examined me with a scope down my throat >into my stomach. > >At last they made a hole through my navel, inserted a >scope, pumped up my abdominal cavity with gas and >scrutinized all of my abdominal organs. > >They found that my prostate region and some parts of >my lower colon were too narrow to work according to >the requirements of the society, so they decided some >adjustments were necessary. > >Therefore they inserted through my urethra an elastic >catheter that could be inflated like a balloon, and >inflated it so that my prostate region got widely >stretched out. > >Then they inserted an elastic balloon tube also >through my anus all the way into the end part of my >colon, and also inflated it to stretch out parts of my >colon and anus. > >They let these catheters remain there. > >They also injected some depot medicine into each of my >testicles to regulate my sexual functions. This time I >actually woke up shortly with a sudden sharp stitching >pain, but the anesthetics made me unable to think much >or react. > >As I understood, that is basically what thay did. Then >they brought me into a kind of a big intensive care >room where many boys lay side by side, with only a >thin curtain between each of them, still with these >catheters inside me. > >I slept for some time. But at a point I woke up, still >with this mental state where I did not care about what >they did with me, and where I did not feel much, >except a slight excitement in my intimate area and >some slight astonishment about the situation. > >I lay on my back, totally naked except a light blanket >over my upper body and a pair of stockings on my legs. >My legs were spread wide apart, somewhat flexed up and >placed on two stirrups of the knee-rest type. I had >several electrodes placed on my breast and my stomach >and an IV in my left arm. > >Both of the catheters were coupled to a machine >consisting of several white containers and a pump >unit. Occationally the catheters got pumped up again >to stretch both my urethra and anus. > >Ocationally also fluid got pumped into my bladder and >stretched it hard and then let out again. Then fluid >also get pumped into my stomach to flush my digestive >system, and let out again. > >I am not sure if I was intended to be somewhat >conscious at that point or not, but eventually they >had increased the dose of sedative drugs so that I >fall in sleep again. > >The next day I gradually woke up. I still had the >catheter through my urethra, that was fixed to a belt >I had around my mid, so that my penis lay on my >stomach pointing to my navel. My legs were still held >by the stirrups, but now only slightly spread and >flexed. > >The thick tube still entered my anus and reached deep >inside my stomach. > >I felt the presence of the tubes very intensively, and >I had an intense feeling of being taken care of by >these tubes and the machines they were connected to. > >But eventually two nurses came and dismounted all that >stuff from me. I then got wheeled upon a stretcher to >another room and got laid on a bed, totally naked >under a thin blanket. > >There were a doctor, two nurses, and also both my >parents. The doctor lifted my blanket so every part of >me was visible to them. The doctor rolled me from side >to side, spread me open in all thinkable ways and >conversed with my parents. The handlings made my penis >intensively erect, but still dormant I did not think >much about it. > >Then the doctor said: "Let us see if the treatment had >the effect". He had a fairly simple flexible >cystoscope in his hands. Then he took my penis and >gradually inserted the instrument through my urethra >into my bladder, and soon pulled it out again. > >Then they rolled me to my left side and flexed up my >legs. Now he took a simple flexible sigmoidoscope, >spread my anus with two fingers and gradually inserted >it far up and pulled it out again. > >It was impressive how open I felt and how easily the >doctor did these two checks. > >And indeed the doctor proceeded by saying: "Yes, now >he is opened according to the standard of society". > >Eventually I could dress and my parents brought me >home in their car.

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