Two things need to be clear at the start of this thread-
1- I am NOT soliciting medical advice, just opnion on the likely end result of another human’s behavior.
2- Nothing from here is out is remotely work-safe, so exercise care when clicking on links. I will be linking to a work-safe mediating page, but still, caution is advised.
Ok, moving right along.
Perhpas you’ve hear of Goatse. He is a guy who has stretched his bum to accomdate a 32mm circumfrence ball or a 1.5 liter bottle of coke. That link is a Wikipedia entry about him, with links to the actual pictures, should you want the visual (and I hope you don’t).
Now, wouldn’t such stretching cause some serious anal damage? One of the pictures with the area relaxed suggests some serious scarring, as well as what looks like the insides of the rectum now extruding outwards and puffing up the anus like some terrible ass-donut.
Would such, uh, activities eventually end in the person needing a colostomy because their bum no longer held shut? Would they need surgery to remove the scar tissue and circlage it back smaller?
In general, what might the medical ramifications of such things be?
Don’t worry, I can assure you this will never be tried in my home. Ever.
Also, please recommend a way for me to remove my eyes and blind myself now.
Yes, people have wound up needing to wear colostomy bags for the rest of their life as a result of putting things in places that weren’t really intended to have such things put into.
In the case of rectal prolapse (where the rectum has been “pulled out”) it might be possible for a surgeon to resect (remove) part of the large intestine to shorten it and pull it back in, so to speak.
Honestly though, I’ve seen people put larger things in there without significant ill effect to the point of needing medical or surgical repair. Usually, it’s the people that put really bad things in there that need surgery - I’ve seen reports (and allegedly real Xrays) of people that have managed to get candlesticks, lightbulbs, toolboxes and even concrete in there and needed assistance in removing them.
I read somewhere that since the sphincter is a muscle, doing stuff like the goatsex guy, provided there’s no tearing, will strengthen, rather than weaken it. Concievably this means that the goatsex guy is actually LESS likely to need an adult diaper than you or me.
Anyone who actually knows something care to comment on that?
Ever since I stumbled across a body mod site that showed do-it-yourself surgical modification of a penis, I have never ever clicked on another link to one of these bizarre biological photos again and suppose that anyone who has done so as a result of this thread has learned a lesson.
OK, stop right there - concrete? How does that happen? I mean, does that ever seem like a good idea? “Hey, I just finished pouring this patio and I have some concrete left over… I wonder what I can do with it for fun and amusement…?”
And what do these folks say in the ER? Or do they just smile sheepishly and say nothing?
Well doc, it was like this. I had just finished concreting the driveway and was having a nice cold beer to celebrate a job well done. Well, I must have had a bit too much to drink or something because I slipped and fell, as I fell my pants got caught on a hook on the wall which somehow unbuckled the belt and pulled my pants off. You know those speculum things? Well I’d just been using one of those the other day to open a rubber grommet in a teddy bear so I could fill it with stuffing and give it to my nephew as a birthday present. Anyway I’d left it just lying around on the floor, silly me, and wouldn’t you know it but I landed right on it. Right squarely on it. The pain was incredible and I got up with a yelp and a cry and immediately tripped over a pot of oil. With a sense of de ja vu I fell for the second time. As I fell, the pot of oil flew up and knocked a funnel off the wall. It had just been hanging up on a nail, I was mighty surprised when it landed between my butt cheeks, nesting snugly on the speculum. Reaching around in vain for anything, anything to help me, my hands stumbled across the wheel barrow with the left-over concrete in it. I leaned on it to help me up, but it just wasn’t as stable as I thought, and well… guess what happened next?
“Hey, I just finished pouring this patio and I have some concrete left over… I wonder what I can do with it for fun and amusement…?”
