teenage abortion

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It was all sperm's fault!
When I entered high school, a senior pursued me relentlessly, and we began our first love. After more than six months of passionate romance, he took things further. So, on Valentine's Day, I succumbed to his sweet words and gave him my virginity. Overwhelmed by the wonderful atmosphere, I forgot to use protection, and he had sex without a condom. Oh no! It was also his first time. Although he withdrew, in the midst of his inexperience and first passionate encounter, he unknowingly left a few drops of semen inside me, and that night I became pregnant!
Three months later… it really resulted in pregnancy! With mixed feelings, I consulted with my senior, and the answer I received was, "Abort the child!" I was heartbroken because this wasn't the answer I wanted. Many young men can't take responsibility in such situations; they might even run away, leaving the woman to solve the problem alone. But minors need parental consent for abortion before doctors will perform the procedure. I didn't want my parents to know about the pregnancy, so I had to ask a classmate for help. After making inquiries from various sources, I learned that a clandestine doctor was privately performing abortions on minors, so I called to make an appointment.
On Saturday morning, I dressed simply, wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, and went to the secret clinic my classmate had mentioned. The place was a bit out of the way; there was no sign, I just followed the address, and walked in with a heavy heart. The interior was rudimentary, like an early clinic; and it was deserted, with no patients. My anxiety grew as I stood before the counter.
"Is anyone there?" I called out weakly and tremblingly.
A door behind the counter opened.
"You're here, right on time. Come in from the second room in the hallway." The person who appeared didn't ask any questions upon seeing me, seemingly knowing my purpose.
I went into the second room, which was the operating room, filled with the strong smell of medicine and medical equipment…
"Here, go change into this behind the curtain; then lie down on the delivery table; oh, and take off your underwear too." A middle-aged doctor, slightly balding, wearing a doctor's coat, said.
I followed the instructions. As I lay on the delivery table, a wave of sorrow washed over me! My own ignorance and the wrong person had led to this situation, forcing me to abort my first child. My eyes welled with tears.
The doctor, holding a syringe, said, "This is an anesthetic; it will give you general anesthesia."
"I need general anesthesia?"
"Of course."
"How long will the surgery take, and how long will it take for me to wake up?" I asked anxiously.
"It depends; everyone's physical condition is different."
"But no one came with me, and I'm unconscious..."
"Don't worry, everything will be fine when you wake up. Don't think too much," the doctor reassured me, noticing my anxiety.
Actually, I didn't know anything about the abortion process; I could only blindly trust the doctor. Shortly after the anesthetic injection, I lost consciousness.
I don't know how much time passed... but I gradually regained consciousness. With my eyes half-open, I saw a large face very close to me, and I was a little frightened! But amidst the shock, I found that I couldn't move my body; I couldn't make a sound; even my eyeballs couldn't move. It felt like my body didn't belong to me.
The doctor waved his hand in front of my eyes and said, "Can you see it?"
"Yes, I can see it! But I can't move; I can't make a sound!" I cried out anxiously in my heart.
"It should be okay now, but why are your eyes half open? I thought the anesthesia failed!"
The doctor began to unbutton my surgical gown, exposing my body to him. He revealed a lewd expression and grabbed my breasts, kneading them.
"No! You can't do this, please..." I kept screaming in my heart.
The doctor played with my tender breasts, praising, "A young girl's body is so delicate, your breasts are just the right size, just looking at them makes my mouth water!"
At this moment, I tried my best to resist, but I couldn't control my body and could only feel anxious!
My breasts were being kneaded and sucked at the same time, his tongue swirling around my areolas, occasionally teasing my nipples. This kind of skillful caress was something I had never felt before in my sexual experience. Although I couldn't move or make a sound, I could still hear and touch. Waves of tingling sensations kept coming, and I couldn't help but groan in my heart...
After he finished stroking my upper body... The doctor walked between my spread legs, looked at my genitals, and said, "It's all thanks to you ignorant girls who don't protect yourselves that I have the chance to enjoy such a beautiful body, ha..."
Hearing this, I thought to myself, "I've already walked into the lion's den!"
The doctor pulled up a chair and sat between my legs, lowering his face close to my genitals. Because I wasn't lying flat, but rather diagonally on the delivery table, I could vaguely sense what was happening to my lower body.
The doctor first smelled my genitals. "What a wonderful fresh smell, unlike those mature women, who all have a fishy, pungent smell because of gynecological diseases," he praised.
Then, I felt my genitals being licked, his tongue wriggling on my labia and clitoris. This was the first time my genitals had been licked, and it felt strangely comfortable; however, the filth and ugliness of my genitals filled me with shame.
The sounds of licking echoed in the operating room...
"No—no—" I cried out helplessly.
A short, thick tongue darted in and out of my vaginal opening; I could feel secretions brewing inside. But the licking didn't stop there. His tongue moved to her anus, sweeping back and forth, while her clitoris was relentlessly teased by his fingers. The sensations of pleasure, numbness, and itchiness were overwhelming, making me want to twist my waist but unable to move!
"Pervert! Stop this, it's disgusting!" I cried out in my mind, hoping it would stop.
After a while… he finally stopped, and I breathed a sigh of relief! Then the doctor went to get some things: a large basin and a slightly larger needleless syringe (containing an unknown liquid). While I was still wondering what he was going to do, a foreign object suddenly invaded my anus! Then a large amount of cold liquid gushed in. Because I couldn't contract my anus to hold it in, the injected liquid was immediately expelled when the foreign object was removed, feeling like I was defecating. At that moment, I realized it was an enema! The stench of the excreted feces filled the operating room. The doctor repeated this several times before stopping.
The doctor put down the syringe, picked up the basin, and said, "Finally, the beautiful girl's feces are cleaned up. Luckily, it wasn't much."
I never imagined I would defecate in front of a strange man; and my feces were even scrutinized! I was instantly filled with shame.
"A young girl like you, who's been impregnated, probably still has a virgin anus. Let me take your anus's first time."
He started taking off his clothes, putting on a condom, then turned me over onto the delivery table and smeared a lot of cool, sticky fluid on my anus. Then, my buttocks were spread open, and my anus was invaded by a foreign object again!
"I don't want anal sex, it hurts! It's dirty, it's disgusting, stop!" I cried out in my heart in agony.
The first time I felt my narrow anus being forcibly opened and penetrated by a penis felt like it was about to be torn apart, and the burning pain from the thrusting gradually intensified! I could only passively experience the pain again and again!
The doctor stopped after more than ten minutes. "Wow—that felt good, stop for a bit or I'll ejaculate, and I don't want to ejaculate so soon." He said, hands on his hips, panting.
After resting, he turned me over onto my back and removed the condom. I saw a strand of liquid come out when he pulled the condom out of his penis; it must have been the secretions produced during anal penetration. Then his attention turned to my genitals, this time inserting his fingers into my vagina. Although my boyfriend had done this before, I didn't like to stop him all the time. Now the doctor's fingers were probing and probing inside my vagina without restraint, and I couldn't stop him anymore.
"Someone, please save me..."
The doctor was digging and probing vigorously, making me extremely uncomfortable. My vagina began to change; my entire genital area swelled and became hot, and soon a stream of urine gushed out.
"Ha—she's wet! What a fun woman," the doctor said, satisfied and happy.
After playing with her for a while… he had rested enough, lifted his penis, and thrust it into her vagina with a back thrust. Because there was already a lot of lubrication inside, his penis entered easily without any resistance.
"Oh—although she's not a virgin anymore; she's very tight, lubricated, and warm. It's a rare and wonderful hole," the doctor said comfortably.
"Why did I have to encounter this most hurtful thing for a woman? I've only had four sexual experiences, and I never thought I'd be sexually assaulted here!" I thought painfully.
The doctor thrust his lower body against my genitals, making a slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh—each movement made my body shake. I could clearly feel the penis of the second man in my life going in and out of my vagina, making a sizzling sound from the friction against the vaginal walls. He reached out and kneaded my breasts back and forth, unlike the skillful caresses before, it was rough like kneading dough, and waves of pain came. As I passively experienced all of this, he gripped my jaw with his other hand, forcefully prying my mouth open, then leaned down to kiss my lips; he even stuck his tongue in and swirled it around in my mouth. A wave of nausea washed over me! Not only did he have bad breath, but his saliva was also dripping into my mouth! His excited breath kept blowing on my face, and while I was being kissed indiscriminately, he didn't forget to continue kneading my breasts and thrusting. A while later… he got up and began to thrust violently. I knew what this meant.
I could only shout in my heart, "Don't ejaculate inside, don't ejaculate inside…"
I wasn't worried about getting pregnant again; I just didn't want to be defiled by the semen of this perverted middle-aged man; but my silent plea was impossible to fulfill. The doctor finally ejaculated several times inside me, then collapsed limply on top of me. At that moment, tears seemed to stream down my face, and my mind went blank for a long time… I thought it was all over. Just then, the phone rang…
“How’s it going? Have you contacted everyone? Then bring them over.”
Hearing this conversation, I started to feel uneasy again, thinking, “What does this mean…?”
After finishing the call, the doctor began to clean my body with water, from my face, body, genitals, and anus. After washing, he used disinfectant to wipe my genitals, anus, and breasts. I looked at this pervert, wondering what terrible things he was going to do to me next.
About half an hour later, some people entered the operating room; they were all men. When I saw this, I already knew what was going on; and I was filled with despair!
“Come closer and check the goods. If you’re satisfied, you can stay; if not, you can leave.” The doctor gestured and called to the group of men.
After they approached, I counted; there were five men in total, excluding the doctor. They leaned in to examine different parts of my body, whispering to each other in a language I couldn’t understand. However, judging from their appearance and tone of voice, I roughly knew that they were foreign workers from Southeast Asia.
The doctor handed them a sheet of paper with a protective sleeve, saying, "Those who want to stay, take a look at this price list."
I glanced at it briefly, but I couldn't understand the writing, only the numbers.
One of the foreign workers spoke Chinese, and he was responsible for explaining the doctor's words to the other workers. After a brief discussion, one of the foreign workers took out money and gave it to the doctor, who accepted it with satisfaction and then directed him to come to me. The medium-sized foreign worker stood between my legs, took off his pants, and the doctor gave him a condom to put on. After he put it on, he immediately thrust into my vagina.
"Ugh—, this perverted doctor is using my body to make money, God! Please save me! I don't want to be treated like a prostitute!" My heart was bleeding, and I cried out in pain.
There was residual semen from the doctor in my vagina as lubricant, and the foreign worker thrust in and out smoothly. I saw that he looked very comfortable. Other men sat in various places in the operating room, enjoying the sexual assault of an underage girl. The foreign worker who was taking his pleasure on me didn't do much; he would occasionally grab my breasts, and he finished soon after.
The doctor came over with disinfectant, wiped my genitals, and said, "Next, who?"
A foreign worker came over, took out money and gave it to the doctor, handing over a condom with one hand while taking the money with the other. The slightly overweight foreign worker did similar things to the previous one and finished quickly as well. The doctor went forward to disinfect again, and a burly foreign worker followed, taking out money and waiting for the doctor to collect it. I noticed that this time he paid more than the previous two times. The doctor grinned, took the money, and left. The foreign worker quickly pulled down his pants, grabbed his penis, and thrust it in forcefully. I could feel his urgent need to release his emotions; his penis was the largest I had ever experienced!
"Wait! Why isn't he wearing a condom? Did he pay more so he doesn't need one?" I only realized this after a few thrusts.
His violent, forceful thrusting, sucking and pinching my breasts, made me extremely uncomfortable. After a long time, his penis was deep inside me, his lower body trembling and pressed tightly against my genitals; streams of semen shot out. I couldn't react; I could only silently endure being defiled by the third man's semen. Each powerful spurt of semen shot directly onto my cervix; then, a warm flow filled my vagina. Although it was sexual assault, experiencing this strange sensation for the first time filled me with shame. The foreign worker left my body satisfied.
When the doctor came to clean up, he said, "Wow! You really ejaculated so much!"
This time, the doctor cleaned for a longer time; he even used a speculum to spread my vagina open and poured in an unknown liquid to wash it. Then he collected money from another foreign worker. Before this foreign worker even took off his pants, I could tell he was sexually aroused. He entered without a condom; he sexually assaulted me roughly; he played with my breasts, just like before. However, this muscular foreign worker had great stamina; he continued thrusting for a long time before ejaculating. While I was still dizzy and disoriented, he climbed onto the delivery table, aimed his penis at my face, and ejaculated. During the facial, I could hear him moaning with pleasure—
"Ah—no, it's disgusting, take it away!" The sudden action gave me no chance to turn away, and I let the semen splatter on my face.
It was the first time I'd been ejaculated on the face; the warm, sticky semen slid down my skin; the pungent smell filled my nostrils. Because my eyes were half-open, a few drops of semen got inside, causing a stinging pain and making my vision blurry. I was so uncomfortable I didn't know what to do!
After the fourth man finished, they talked briefly and left the operating room, leaving only the doctor and the foreign worker who spoke Chinese.
"Doctor, what about mine?" the foreign worker asked.
"Don't worry, as long as you cooperate with me, you'll definitely get what you're owed."
"Definitely, definitely. Can I have some fun for free?"
The doctor glanced at me and said, "Okay, those last few were too gentle. If you want to have fun, be rough; it'd be best to make her bleed; make that one miscarry so I don't have to do surgery later, understand?"
"Yes, I'll make sure she miscarries."
"And don't play for too long, it'll be bad if she wakes up." The doctor said and walked out of the operating room.
These conversations sounded like needles to my ears. "Is this retribution for killing my own child?" I thought regretfully.
While I was still in pain, the foreign worker had already stripped naked, climbed onto the delivery table, and rubbed his penis against my face; he would occasionally slap my face with his penis, and the semen left on my face, with the movement of his penis, would create a foul stench that I had to inhale.
I cried out in anguish, "Ugh—take it away, it stinks!"
After humiliating me with his penis for a while, he started rubbing it in front of my eyes. The time he'd been playing with my face had caused him to secrete a lot of fluid, making a sizzling sound as he rubbed it. The stinging in my eyes had lessened considerably; however, my vision was still blurry from tears and semen. I could vaguely see a lot of white foam on the penis he was rubbing, and I also noticed how large his penis was, especially the glans, which was disproportionately large compared to the rest of the shaft. His already thick penis was now even wider at the glans.
"How can it be so big? It'll hurt so much when it touches me!" Seeing this enormous thing sent chills down my spine.
While I was still fearing something terrible was about to happen, the foreign worker cried out in a groan—the penis in front of me was approaching, and through my blurry vision, I saw a powerful stream of semen gushing from the small hole on the glans, hitting my face first, then my eyebrows, the tip of my nose, and a wave even shooting directly into my right eyeball; the force squeezed my eyeball, causing a sharp pain! Next came my philtrum, lips, and then both cheeks, almost feeling like my entire face was covered in semen. The uncomfortable stinging sensation occurred in my eyeballs again! I could even smell the semen on my philtrum through my nostrils, and a little semen flowed down into my slightly parted lips, filling my mouth with a salty and fishy taste. I didn't know how much he had ejaculated, I only felt that my face was warm, slippery, and heavy. He reached out and pried open my mouth, putting his penis, covered in disgusting mucus, into my mouth and slowly pushing it in. An even stronger fishy stench flooded my mouth and then down my throat, and with each breath I felt the strong stench, making me dizzy for a moment.
After he finished ejaculating, he jumped off the delivery table, and I knew it was another ordeal ahead. He roughly inserted the speculum into my vagina, the coldness and force sending a chill down my spine! My vagina was stretched open even wider than when the doctor used it, making me feel like I was being torn apart. Like the doctor, he poured some unknown liquid into my vagina, then pulled over a hose and inserted it into my stretched vagina, flushing it with boiling water. The cold water made me tremble! After a while… he removed the tools and started playing with my vagina with his fingers. From two fingers, three fingers, and finally he even tried to insert his whole palm! But my tight vagina wouldn't open.
"Ah—stop it, it hurts! Please stop!" I screamed internally.
"Damn it! I can't get it in, oh well, if I loosen it up later, it won't be as enjoyable," he said, giving up.
He then adjusted the height of the delivery table. I was initially half-lying down, but now it felt like I was sitting.
He raised his already erect penis and brought it close to my vulva, rubbing the glans against my labia and clitoris. Then he said, "This girl is amazing, pure and lovely, with a fair and sexy figure. Look at her sparse pubic hair and pink vulva, she must have been an innocent girl before today, but unfortunately, she's already tainted."
These words pierced my heart! My body, as he said, was already a withered flower.
After he finished speaking, he began to push his penis in. My narrow vagina began to accept this huge thing, but it was repeatedly blocked.
"No, it's too big, please be gentle!" In my heart, I no longer begged to be let go, I just hoped to suffer less.
He impatiently began to force and push! He forcefully inserted his thick, long penis. The vaginal walls were stretched open again and again by the deep penetration of the large glans; finally, the cervix was touched by the glans for the first time, and it felt terrible because it hurt! At the same time, I was deeply impressed by his astonishing length. After my entire vagina was conquered, my legs were lifted high, and he knelt on the delivery table, hanging my legs on his shoulders. He supported my buttocks with his hands and began rhythmically thrusting. My body swayed up and down with each thrust, causing my head to droop. What came into view was my breasts heaving, and his penis still partially inserted. Looking at my body being sexually assaulted by this dark and ugly foreign laborer, I felt immense regret and heartache! The thrusting became faster and heavier, my body swaying more violently, my buttocks lifted higher to allow his penis to penetrate deeper.
"Too far in, it's touching, it hurts!" Each thrust hit my cervix, the pain unbearable.
The operating room echoed with the sounds of slapping again—he continued this brutally for over ten minutes before stopping. The pain at my cervix almost made me faint.
He withdrew his penis, spread my labia, and examined me closely, saying, "You were really rough just now, why aren't you bleeding?"
Then, I was lifted off the delivery table and placed on the ground, my legs forcefully spread wide and pressed to the ground, my entire vulva exposed upwards. He straddled me, aimed at my vaginal opening, and thrust hard, his penis, with slight resistance, ramming straight into my cervix again, this time with even greater force. Following the doctor's instructions, he mercilessly used brutal intercourse to try and induce an abortion.
"Ugh—no more, it hurts so much! I don't want an abortion, Daddy, Mommy, save me!" I cried out in my heart, begging for mercy because of the intense pain.
But the sexual assault continued, each deep thrust excruciating! Not long after, I actually fainted…
Then, because my body was violently shaken! When I regained consciousness, I was already on the delivery table. The foreign worker continued to sexually assault me, one hand grabbing my breasts; the other hand holding my neck so my head wouldn't tilt due to the shaking. My gaze was involuntarily fixed on him. As the thrusting intensified, the foreign worker's breathing became stronger, his breath constantly brushing against my face. He thrust into me relentlessly, his eyes fixed on my face; then, with a long groan… he pressed his trembling penis against my genitals, his shaft pressing against my cervix, and began to ejaculate a large amount of hot semen. Perhaps I was already numb from the pain, because the pressure on my cervix wasn't so painful anymore. Instead, the pushing and squeezing from the ejaculated semen felt like a massage, a soothing, warm sensation spreading through me. Because the foreign worker's penis was already quite large, and with the continuous filling of my vagina with hot semen, my entire vagina felt even more swollen and hot.
The foreign worker wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Wow—that felt good. If you don't wake up, we can do it again tomorrow."
He withdrew his penis from my body, glanced at my genitals, and then climbed back onto the delivery table, bringing his penis close to my face. When I saw that his penis was covered in reddish mucus, a wave of sorrow washed over me!
"How did he treat me while I was unconscious? I must have miscarried! Waaah... I'm so sorry, I didn't protect you properly, and you were killed in such a horrific way." I cried inwardly as I thought this.
The foreign worker smeared his penis on my face, the stench of blood mixed with a foul, nauseating smell that made me want to run away. But then my gaze fell on his face.
I felt heartbroken and desperate, thinking, "Why would a vibrant young girl like me be defiled by such a low-class, filthy, and ugly man?"
After he finished, he cleaned himself up and left the operating room. Not long after, he and the doctor returned.
The doctor put on surgical gloves, picked up a speculum, and inserted it into her vagina to examine her, saying, "It should be fine now. You're really ruthless! You've left her in this state."
"Hey—I was just doing what you said, and besides, such a top-quality woman is a rare opportunity!" the foreign worker said proudly.
The doctor got up, took off his gloves, and said, "Quickly clean her body; then pack your things, and take her to the ward." Then the doctor walked towards the door.
"Don't worry, I'll clean up afterward."
The foreign worker started washing my body with water, rinsing away the semen and blood stains, and then drying me with a cloth; but the filth in my mouth, eyes, and vagina was still there. He didn't care whether he was clean or not; he was only focused on playing with my body again.
Lying on the hospital bed with my uncleaned body, I stared at the ceiling, thinking, "So dirty, so dirty, so dirty..."
I remained conscious until I could move. Dragging my aching and weak body, I quickly escaped this terrifying place when they weren't looking. When I got home and saw my parents, I immediately burst into tears. The truth came out. My parents called the police, and the sexual assaulters were arrested. The incident made the news, and the irresponsible senior was condemned. My mother took me to the hospital for a full physical examination. Because I had been assaulted by a wicked doctor, I was afraid to see a male doctor, so we finally found a female doctor to complete the examination. Fortunately, I didn't have any dirty germs. Afterwards, my mother helped me take a leave of absence from school so I could stay home and recuperate and receive psychological treatment. This horrific incident caused me immense psychological trauma. I also asked the doctor why I remained conscious after anesthesia. It turns out this condition is called "anesthesia-induced consciousness," which occurs when the dosage of medication is not properly controlled or due to other reasons. The patient remains conscious during surgery, but because their body is anesthetized, they cannot perceive their own condition. Currently, there is insufficient information available to detect this condition, forcing patients to be aware of their surgical procedures.

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