I lost a double ended dildo in my spreadout asshole and had to go to emergency! [Extreme]

The night started like any other, with a bottle of whiskey and a fuck-toy drawer full of depraved potential. I drunkenly fished out a double-ended dildo, a monster of silicone meant for dual penetration, and decided to see how much of it I could cram inside myself. Lubed up and spread wide, I pushed the thick end into my asshole, moaning as it stretched me obscenely. The other end, meant for a pussy, was left sticking out like a grotesque parody of a tail. I wiggled and pushed, feeling the toy disappear inside me, until suddenly, it didn’t. Panic surged as I realized the dildo had lodged itself deep, one end lost in the cavern of my ass. I tried to push it out, grunting and sweating, but it was stuck, buried deep in my spreadout asshole. The pain was intense, a burning, stretching agony that made me scream. I knew I needed help, and fast. Stumbling to the emergency room, ass throbbing, I braced myself for the humiliation and pain that awaited.

In the harsh fluorescent lights of the ER, I lay on the exam table, legs spread wide, asshole gaping and raw. The doctor, a stern-faced woman, stared at the situation, her eyebrows raised. “What the hell were you thinking?” she barked, snapping on gloves. I couldn’t answer, the shame and pain choking me. She probed my ass, her fingers rough and invasive, trying to fish out the lost toy. I screamed as she tugged and twisted, the dildo finally sliding out in a sickening, lubricated glide. Blood and mucus coated the silicone, a testament to the damage I’d done. The doctor cleaned me up, her touch brutal, and stitched up the tears in my asshole, leaving me a sobbing, humiliated mess. As she left the room, she threw over her shoulder, “Next time, stick to vibrators, you fucking idiot.” The words stung, but not as much as the burning, throbbing mess that was now my ass.