Abortion for a fallen girl

Let me introduce myself first. I graduated from a prestigious university with a medical degree and later worked at a top-tier tertiary hospital. After more than ten years of hard work, I achieved some success. Now… I run a private clinic on the edge of my neighborhood. I treat most minor ailments, regardless of specialization. If I encounter a case I can't handle, I refer the patient to another hospital, since I'm the only one working there.

One morning, a mother and daughter walked in. It was more like the mother dragged the girl in; they both seemed quite angry. I told them to sit down while I ate my breakfast, since it's rare for people to come so early in the morning.

After I finished breakfast, I asked, "Who's here to see a doctor?"

The mother replied, "My daughter."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Doctor, can you perform an abortion here?" The girl seemed indifferent.

"Put your hand over here."

"Can I have the abortion today?"

"That depends on the situation." I took her pulse; she was indeed pregnant. Because she was wearing loose clothing, it wasn't obvious from the front. I estimated it to be about three months.

"Doctor, how is it? This little brat, shameless, utterly disgraceful!" she exclaimed in a local accent.

"Young lady, how many months has it been since your last period?"

"Three months, I guess." It seemed I had expected it.

"When was your last period?"

"I don't remember."

"This little brat, all she knows is playing, she even forgot this, she might as well forget everything else!" Her mother's tone was very fierce.

"It was around the end of March," she said

. "Now that I remember, little… she's completely disgraced herself."

"Alright, stop talking. By that calculation, it's almost three and a half months. The risks of abortion are very high. I can't do it here; you should go to the hospital."

"Doctor, please help us! We're just ordinary people, we care about our reputation. If we go to the hospital, everyone will know. I know people at the hospital, it won't be good. Please help us!"

"But the risks are extremely high. Your daughter is past the optimal time for an abortion; she's almost 14 weeks along now, the fetus is already formed. We can only have an induced labor, and induced labor has a very serious impact on a woman's body. Please go to the hospital."

"Doctor, please help us! If

people find out, how will she ever get married?" "Then let's do some tests first, and see what happens." (I thought to myself: How could others not know about this? Even if they don't, it will eventually be revealed to her husband.)

"Go to the restroom over there and pee. Do you need to pee? Then come in with me."

"Did you hear me?" Her mother kept a long face. Except when she was complaining,

"Don't come in, respect the patient's privacy." I said to her mother,

"After doing something so shameless, what privacy do you have left? Besides, I'm her mother."

"Are you being unreasonable? Then you can leave!" I slammed the notebook down.

"Fine, daughter, you go in with her..." It felt incredibly difficult

to hear the word "daughter" coming out of her mouth. Once inside, I said, "Take off your pants and lie down on this bed."

"Ah, right here?"

"Yes, ma'am, please cooperate."

"..." She looked outside and reluctantly agreed. I went to prepare the examination tools.

"Relax, open your legs."

"Okay." At this point, she was quite obedient, like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Relax, relax, it won't hurt." I put on sterile gloves, lubricated the speculum forceps slightly, and slowly pushed it into her vagina. She felt some discomfort, mainly because it was tight, but I eventually managed to open it. I used a cotton swab to collect some vaginal and cervical mucus for culturing. I found her cervix was slightly red, indicating mild inflammation, probably due to the girl's lack of hygiene. During the examination, I noticed she was a little wet and moaning unnaturally. I thought she was forcibly holding it in, and I immediately had a wicked thought.

"Your cervix is a little inflamed. You're too hygienic. You need to wash your vulva with water frequently and change your underwear often."

"Okay, I know. Is the examination done, doctor?" Her face turned red.

"Not yet. I need to check your baby's position now. Didn't you want an abortion?"

"Okay."

"Relax, like before."

Then I placed one hand on her stomach, gently, and inserted my middle finger into her vagina, circling it and touching it. By this time, she was completely wet, practically overflowing with vaginal fluid. Then, using the vaginal fluid, I gently massaged her anus and slowly inserted my middle finger into her anus.

"Mmm," she instinctively responded.

"Relax, relax. Think about needing to defecate, yes..." I guided her while slowly inserting my finger, feeling the strength of her sphincter muscles. It went all the way in and circled around her anus.

"Wipe yourself clean up and get dressed," I tossed her some tissues.

"Your daughter's situation is rather special; the risks of abortion are quite high." She came out and discussed it with her mother.

"Doctor, you must have a way."

"I do have a way, but it's definitely not possible today."

"Okay, you see, I'm impatient. Who wouldn't be anxious in this situation? Let's do it as soon as possible."

"Okay, here's the arrangement! Since the fetus is already two and a half months old, a painless abortion is not possible. It's quite large, and aborting it would be difficult and very harmful to the girl. There's even a possibility of severe bleeding."

"Doctor, please think of a way."

"The process of induced labor is basically similar to childbirth; it's very troublesome. It's best to go to the hospital; they have all the necessary equipment, but you're unwilling to go. So, we have to use unconventional methods. We won't use anesthesia. This will reduce post-operative complications, although it will be relatively more painful."

"Ah, no anesthesia! No! I want to go home!" the girl shouted.

"What are you yelling about? Listen to the doctor."

"In general, induced labor in hospitals is usually done under anesthesia, usually with ethacridine, but this has certain side effects. During induced labor, the cervix must be entered, which will inevitably dilate it. Since your daughter's cervix is currently slightly inflamed, surgery cannot be performed immediately, but we can't wait any longer; the longer it goes on, the greater the risk. So I need your cooperation. Mothers and daughters often have genetic predispositions, so their situations are somewhat similar. I need to examine your cervix to check its condition, which will facilitate the subsequent surgical procedure."

"You need to examine me? Is it necessary?"

"I told you to go to the hospital, but you didn't. My equipment here isn't very complete, but for your daughter's safety, of course it's necessary. What if there's heavy bleeding? Examining your condition is mainly to check the recovery of your cervix many years after childbirth. Mothers and daughters often have similar situations."

"Look, your miscarriage is also affecting your mother, this little bitch..." She pinched her daughter hard ("Ah!").

"Why is it like this again? What's wrong? Are we still going to see a doctor?"

"Oh."

"Then come in."

"Help me get my bag, sit here and don't leave, or I'll break your legs." Her mother came in, then went out again.

"Okay, let's begin. If you need to pee, go outside. Then, take off your pants, just like a gynecological exam at the hospital. Lie down."

"Okay."

"Spread your legs, lie flat..." Her inner thighs were quite white, with not much hair. I put on medical gloves, lubricated the speculum forceps slightly, and went in directly. It was quite loose, and she didn't seem to have any discomfort. I saw some mucus inside her vagina, probably leukorrhea, and some inside her vulva and labia minora as well. It seemed that neither she nor her daughter paid much attention to personal hygiene.

"You need to pay attention to personal hygiene, especially after your daughter's induced abortion, and you too..."

"I know, doctor, is it done?" She was like a lamb to the slaughter

. "Are you the doctor, or am I the doctor? I'll let you know when it's done. Spread your legs a little..." I didn't say anything nice to her either, trying to tone down her tone today. Then, I used a swab to examine her cervix. The cervix was flat, and I inserted it a little. Her cervix looked round and smooth, with no abnormalities, indicating a good recovery.

"Use some toilet paper to wipe yourself, that's all," I told her, handing her some tissues.

In the meantime, I washed my hands, made a cup of tea, and gathered some documents to discuss things with her while she came out.

"So, you've decided to have the abortion here, right? First, sign this agreement and take a look." It was a "Pre-operative Liability Agreement."

"You (daughter) have to sign this too? Take a look..."

"Oh." She took it.

"Everyone has to sign this; it's part of the procedure. Just sign yours."

"Okay, get me a pen. Have you finished reading?" The daughter barely spoke, quickly signing it.

"Okay, since the agreement is signed, let's begin. Today we can only do some preparatory work, and then we'll see how it goes—whether the abortion is tomorrow or the day after. Come in with me."

"What are we doing..." I'd already seen everything, and now she was a little reluctant, but not very obviously.

"We're doing cleaning work, shaving your pubic hair..."

"Pervert!"

"What? Shaving is for hygiene. If you don't want to do it, go home."

"Children can't talk, little bitch, listen to the doctor." The girl remained silent and still.

"Why don't you discuss it first? I'll be inside. Tell me when you've decided."

About two minutes later, her mother pushed her in. "Doctor, we're doing it, please help us!"

"Just like before..." I glanced at her, then prepared my tools. She took off her pants again, revealing her pink vulva. I glanced back and it instantly aroused my lustful thoughts again.

"It won't hurt, don't look so serious," she still didn't speak to me, but her legs were quite open. I guess women feel that since I've already seen her front, it doesn't matter. She was very open and cooperative. I first wet her pubic hair with some water, then applied the prepared foam. This process was actually a good opportunity for massage. Her entire vulva was under my hands. Because there was a lot of pubic hair, I had to remove it even from her anus. I covered it all up, then used a razor to shave it all off, and washed it with clean water. A white tiger was thus created.

"Okay, pay attention to hygiene these two days. Also, don't take this out. If you feel uncomfortable when you pee, take it out first, and put it back after you feel better. Be careful to keep it clean." I took out a small vaginal plug-like device to show her, then inserted it. There was a small string on the outside.

"What's this?" she finally spoke.

"Your vagina and cervix have a slight inflammation. This is for anti-inflammatory purposes. Remember to wash after every bowel movement or urination for the next couple of days, and pay attention to hygiene."

"Okay."

"Get dressed, get up."

I went out of the room first. She was still inside tidying her clothes and said to her mother, "That's all for today. You can go home now. Remember to come back tomorrow to check on things. Also, please pay today's consultation fee."

"Oh, okay. How much is it?"

"I'll take 260 yuan. Here's the receipt."

"Here."

Her daughter came out at the same time, and then they walked out of the gate. I saw that they were walking towards the east side of the community, so they must live in this community...

After they left, I fantasized for a long time, and then I thought of a way to actually have sex with this little pussy. Finally, I figured it out...

The next day, the sun was still shining brightly, and the temperature was very comfortable. They came to my clinic as early as yesterday. I guess they were afraid of being seen, because this time they knocked on the back door to come in. It seems that she had already observed her yesterday.

"Good morning, doctor."

"Yes, good morning. Please have a seat. I haven't had breakfast yet."

"No rush, take your time."

After breakfast, I put on my white coat. My daughter looked much better than yesterday. I asked, "Did you sleep well last night? Did you not take it out?"

"Yes, it was inside the whole time." She said softly, still a little shy.

"Then come in with me. I'll check the situation. If it's good, I'll proceed with the surgery. Do you agree?"

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, doctor. I'll wait for you outside, daughter."

She followed me in. This time she was very obedient. Before I could say anything, she started taking off her pants. "You're so good today. This time, don't lie on this bed. Lie on that one over there and put your legs on it." (This bed is similar to a gynecological examination bed, which I specially modified last night.)

After she silently lay down, she saw me staring at her genitals and slightly closed her legs, but it didn't really help. This time, her face immediately turned red.

"Don't be shy, I'll cover it for you." After saying that, I set up the stand I had prepared beforehand and placed an opaque cloth on it, actually for my own convenience.

She didn't respond, so I went over. I originally wanted to use tweezers to slightly separate her labia and then pull it out directly, but I thought I'd just use my hands, since I had just washed. While separating her labia, I casually touched her clitoris a couple of times. Because her vagina was quite tight, it wasn't easy to pull it out without force. I deliberately pulled it out several times, like fishing for a lobster. I pressed my other hand against her labia and clearly felt some fluid coming out, but that made things easier; I pulled it out easily. Then I inserted my middle finger and fiddled around inside, and this time it was even more abundant.

"Doctor, is it done?" she asked very, very softly

. "Ah, oh, not yet, I have to check again." I took out the speculum forceps again and spread her vagina open again. I found that the medication was clearly working; there were basically no signs of inflammation. Then I took out the speculum forceps, but I couldn't tell her the truth.

"The situation isn't very good; there's a slight inflammation. If you want to induce labor sooner, you'll need to change the medication."

"Oh, okay."

The opportunity had arrived; I'd been holding back for ages. I pulled out my already swollen penis. Afraid she'd notice, I placed the glans at the entrance and slowly inserted it a little bit, hesitant to thrust.

"Doctor, what kind of medicine is this?"

"Ah, this is imported medicine; it needs to be injected. Just bear with it a little longer. This tube is slightly larger than yesterday's; relax."

"Okay, I understand."

She was surprisingly obedient. Taking advantage of her relaxation, I thrust in all at once. She cried out, "Ah!" and then used her hands to hold her buttocks, actually to separate the flesh between us to avoid her noticing.

"Ah, it hurts a little, doctor."

"It does hurt a little, just relax, I'll inject the medicine and that'll be fine." Because her vagina was very tight, I didn't dare move inside, afraid she would notice. So I tried to distract her.

"You need to relax for the medicine to work, for it to be injected smoothly into the cervix, and for the surgery to go smoothly. Relax now, relax your anus, relax completely..." I smoothly inserted a section of my finger into her anus. It went quite smoothly. Then, like before, I held her anus to distract her.

"Doctor, it's a little swollen, go slower."

"Okay." Taking advantage of this opportunity, I thrust my penis in and out a few times. Surrounded by her tight vagina, a gush of hot semen shot in, and then I slowly withdrew my penis.

"Doctor, is it done yet?" Her tone sounded a little doubtful, so I obviously couldn't let her doubt me.

"Not yet. You need to lie like this for a while longer, don't get up, so the medicine can take full effect. That way, the surgery won't be too painful later, understand?"

"Okay, sure."

I straightened my clothes and prepared the tools for the induced labor.

"Are you ready? We'll start the surgery." I removed her legs, not raising them too high, but simply letting her bend them and place them on the bed. Originally, I wanted her to urinate first, but this way, she would inevitably notice something in her vagina, so to avoid arousing suspicion, I used a catheter. I took the catheter, which had a section of stainless steel on it, then opened her labia minora and slowly inserted it into her urethra. Urine immediately came out naturally, but not much.

"Doctor, it hurts."

"Relax, push your bladder and urinate." After draining a good amount into the container, I removed the catheter, then disinfected her genitals and covered them with a sterile drape. Everything was ready, and I used the speculum forceps to dilate her vagina again, this time more than before. It was definitely painful.

"Doctor, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Bear with it. We didn't use anesthesia. Bite on some gauze." I handed her some gauze and then began the induction of labor. I inserted the induction hook directly into the cervix and forcefully separated it. When it was dilated to a certain extent, I began to slowly scrape the uterus, scraping the fetus out little by little. The whole process must have been terrifying for a layperson.

"Uh, um, uh, um..." Because she had the gauze pressed against her throughout, she couldn't make a loud sound, but after the surgery, I saw that her face was covered in sweat. She must have gone through tremendous pain.

The placenta was delivered intact. I checked it carefully, and the surgery was finally over. I opened the door and let her mother take care of her, and then I rested for a while myself.

"Daughter, are you still in pain?" Most parents in the world love their children, even if they are harsh-tongued.

"Yes, Mom, I'll never do it again, Mom..." The girl finally cried, even more than she had during the surgery.

"Daughter, my good girl..." The mother's eyes also welled up with tears...

"Your daughter needs to lie still for two hours before she can get up. I need to observe her, mainly her temperature and pulse, and check for vaginal bleeding, discharge, and contractions."

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

"It's my pleasure."

Young people are indeed capable; basically, there was nothing wrong. Her temperature and pulse were normal, and there was no major bleeding. Then her mother helped her daughter home. It was mainly because their home was nearby; otherwise, I would definitely have objected.

The matter ended there, but since the mother and daughter lived in the same neighborhood, they would definitely have a chance to meet again in the future...

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