- Ah, Senya, hi-hi ... Well, how is our friend there?

- Are you missing, San Sanych? - the coach joked.

- Joked with me, - the surgeon responded, - Eh, if you come across me for a checkup, I will remember!

“Chur me,” Senya murmured in horror, and taking out the phone checked the speed and pulse of a woman left in the hall, steadily spinning the pedal of an already circled exercise bike.

“Well, how is it,” the surgeon asked, with an indifferent look at another “expert,” sputtering saliva on some talk show.

- I am today ... without straining - I asked her the twenty: let him get used for now. By the way, control was normal.

- Long thought?

- No, not really. Five minutes downcast, and then vkuril, Che what and rushed ...

- Well and good, Senya ... On the street soon?

- Yes, maybe tomorrow! And what about pull? Although not ... the module is not ready yet. In short, as they do, and will bring. And that sense.

- Well, yes, of course ... And Vitalka what? Tomorrow too?

- Probably ... I do not know ... Maybe today, maybe tomorrow.

The Seeds phone vibrated for a moment. He looked at him silently and put it back in his pocket.

- What is it - tired? - asked San Sanych.

“On the contrary,” Senya chuckled, “it hurts!”

- Well, well ... We take it to our advantages - it tries, it means ...

- I would not try, when in the ass such kilovolts ...

The surgeon laughed softly and rose slowly.

- Okay, Senya, I will probably go.

- Yes, Sanych, bye!

The surgeon came out, and Semyon spent forty minutes on a cozy sofa, flipping through magazines of various subjects scattered on a low coffee table ..

He returned to the gym, in which the smell of sports equipment again began to mix with the young woman’s diligently pedaling. He lowered the speed knob on the console to zero and right there the discharges in the gluteal electrodes made her quickly slow down to a stop. Irina was breathing heavily, head down and waiting for further commands. But nothing happened. The trainer freed her from all the straps and brought him to the door, opened it and called Igor. He immediately took the ward and took her to the shower.

Having rinsed her hair, Irina went out into the corridor and turned in the direction of the Dining Room, stood waiting. Igor touched her shoulder and she quickly went along the studied route. "Nurse", as Irina called to herself to a nurse who was managing in a room for eating, looked at her affably and pointed to a chair with an expander. Irina was surprised and began to sit very carefully on the expander, trying not to injure the anus. The tip safely entered her and she pressed into the chair, taking it completely. With a slight smile, the nurse fastened it and, throwing back the chair, extended it and quickly inserted the hose deep into the intestines. She returned the seat to its usual position and dexterously connected all the tubes. After a moment, food began to flow into the young woman. This time, the “nurse”, more than usual, mixed various preparations into the food, referring to the instructions on the tablet. Irina relaxed, closed her eyes and dozed off. As always, after half an hour she was fed and the nurse woke her up, replacing the thick earplugs in her ears. She undid the woman from the chair and Irina, having rested with both hands on the armrests, deftly rose. "Nurse" wet her crotch and opened the door to the exit.

Igor took a well-fed woman to Luba. She met Irina with a radiant look, full of incomprehensible childish joy. First, she put on her wide leather collar with a ring.After that, she buttoned up. This time, Lyubov Vasilyevna was pleased with the carefully fitted leotard, which sat immaculately on the woman who was still slim for her age. The necessary cuts absolutely precisely exposed the necessary parts of the body with the electrodes and the fabric was not bristled anywhere. She first lifted one leg Irina, bending her knee, then the other, checking whether the tights are pulling. Making sure that everything is in order, she took a few more pictures and, calling the Doctor, reported that everything was in order. A minute later, Igor took Irina to San Sanych.

This time Irina was put on all fours on the table and strapped to him with straps. An anus developed and darkened from regular exercises threatened to open itself. San Sanych gazing with satisfaction at the fruit of his labors, took out an oblong shiny object from a metal box with a small egg-shaped thickening on a long tube.

He attached a thin pneumatic tubing to the outside fitting for supplying solutions, and having lubricated the woman's anus and a strange device with a gel, began to gently inject a thickening inside. It easily slipped inside, hiding behind the closed sphincter, and soon rested. The clasped sphincter tightly wrapped around the black long flexible tube, gently thickening, passing into the main capsule. The surgeon connected a thin transparent air tubing to the protruding from its back and slowly began to pump air into the intestines. Irina, feeling an unpleasant filling inside, took a deep breath. The surgeon soothingly patted her buttock and shifted her hand to her left side of the abdomen, the second began to perform light jerky movements, pushing the tube deeper and deeper. Soon he felt an elusive movement in the left hypochondrium of the woman. The tip rested on the left bend of the colon. He still pumped the air and began to try to push the thickening of the tube further, trying to help him with his free hand, massaging the belly outside. Soon he succeeded in this and he, like Irina, felt how a rounded object began to move to its right side. When he rested the second time, the capsule had already partially entered the anus. Now it was necessary only to drown it for the remaining ten centimeters and slightly turn it so that it would be fixed in the sleeve. But the tip stubbornly did not want to wrap itself in the right bend of the intestine and was not pushing against the sleeve of the sleeve to take its place. Irina felt very unpleasant pushes in her gut on the right and nervously twitching her shoulders, trying to bend the lower back. The air in the stomach brought her his gamut of suffering and from time to time burst out through the anus with spasmodic contractions of the internal muscles. From the open hole in the gag, a stinging saliva flowed more profusely, forming a sticky pool on the surface of the table. Finally, with the help of tricky manipulations with San Sanych's hand, the tip penetrated the complex bend of the air stretched intestine and the capsule without resistance plunged into Irinin's ass, completely hidden in it. Outside, a short wire harness and tubes were hanging. The surgeon again approvingly patted the woman in the ass and sighed with relief.

- Everything, Zhenya: we did it!

“You are a good fellow, San Sanych,” the nurse answered cheerfully.

He disconnected the air tubing and the air with a whistle began to break out of a thin tube for feeding solutions, bringing relief to a young woman who was tormented by bursting. He opened the valve on a thicker exhaust pipe and accelerated the exit of air from the lower intestine. When the air stopped coming out, he energetically began to massage her belly and from time to time the rest of the air continued to go out through both hoses. Then he opened up the sphincter with two fingers of one hand to her and, inserting them into two special grooves on the end of the capsule, he lightly pressed on it and turned it all the way, firmly securing it in the sleeve.

“Well, that's it,” muttered the surgeon, getting up and heading to his desk, throwing away his used rubber gloves.

- Zhenya undid all the straps holding Irina and helped her up.To Irina’s surprise, she didn’t feel anything unusual inside her, except for a barely perceptible seal to the right of the navel, and that if she was thoroughly probing with her hands. At the same time, she realized that now inside her was already that important capsule that the Doctor was talking about.

San Sanych opened some document on the computer and began filling out the required form. After confirming the action, he waited ... Read more →