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By DrCock My 11-year-old daughter was in a car crash (that took my wife). This is the agonizing store of me being her caretaker. Not a success – I’m too weak
It was the worst day of my life. My partner of almost 15 years, Sarah, and our 11-year-old daughter Ellie had been in a car accident. A truck driver didn’t see them and crashed into the driver’s side of Sarah’s car. Sarah was driving and passed away on the site of the accident.
Ellie was found unconscious and was hospitalized. I was absolutely devastated, and I have no idea how I got to the hospital. Ellie was lying in a bed with a tube in her mouth and all kinds of cords and monitors kept her alive, but unconscious. An odd system of splints was sticking out from both her arms. Her legs were slightly elevated. Eventually, I learned from a doctor that she had gotten away without any serious injuries. She just had to wear the splints on her arms for some time to help with a full recovery and we got a list of rehab exercises for her legs and hips as they got injured as well.
I hugged Ellie and I cried. I looked at my little baby and was terrified. We were so close, we always played together on the weekends, I was her soccer coach, and she was my acting and music teacher.
All those tubes. The beeping monitor and the horrible sound of a machine that helped her breathe. We cry together. And my wife…What a terrible loss!
I couldn’t comprehend all this! I asked the doctor why she was unconscious and learned that it was a medically induced come to monitor a swelling in her brain. A swelling in my baby’s brain… My God.
I don’t have a recollection of the next few days, but on day four, the doctors felt it safe and slowly brought her out of her come.
Ellie had to stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days. I learned that the splints on her arms and shoulders are just temporary, however, Ellie won’t be able to touch herself nor feed herself and needs a carer until she recovers. She wasn’t happy about that but the doctor insisted on the inconvenient splints.
“You will thank me for it later, young lady!” the doctor said as he left Ellie’s hospital room, closing her patient file in one hand with a loud snap.
I realized quickly that I couldn’t afford a professional carer and I didn’t know anyone who could help as we’d just moved here recently. I will have to work from home, and I don’t think my boss will have a problem with that, given the circumstances. I would have to be Ellie’s caretaker.
Over the next few days, the nurses at the hospital were kind enough to give me a crash course about basic care: How to get her in and out of bed, how to feed her, how to wash her, how to use the bedpan. I was out of my element but at least I could watch the nurses a few times. Ellie was clearly upset about being in this helpless state but had no choice but to accept it.
“It will be over in no time, honey. You are so lucky that you’ll be able to make a full recovery”, a nurse reassures Ellie with a big smile on her face, squeezing her hand.
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Ellie has now been discharged from hospital. She’s not supposed to walk for some time and is sitting in a wheelchair for transport. Her arms are at a slightly odd angle due to the splints. But at least she can move her hands. The doctor recommended for her to stay in bed to ensure the quickest recovery. I put my arm under her shoulders, the other arm under her legs, and lift her out of the chair. She’s so light! Her body is slim and petite. Her long, black hair flows onto her shoulders in a straight line. She’s got a beautiful dark tan and dark eyes. She’s definitely coming after her mother.
“Ouch! Careful, Dad! My arms and legs are sore! Shouldn’t you know that by now?!” Ellie exclaims as I’m lowering her into her bed.
“Sorry Ellie, darling! I’m doing my best. I’m sure we’ll overcome all teething issues in no time and you’ll be out of here soon.”
My daughter throws a sulking look at me and sighs deeply:
“Dad, this is so bad! I can’t do anything myself. I need to constantly call you if I want to do things, do you realize that? To eat, to brush my teeth, to change my clothes, even to go to the toilet! This is so humiliating!”
”Yeah, darling. I totally get you. We’ll both have to get used to this situation and be patient with each other, ok?” Ellie doesn’t respond. She’s just staring into the void.
Ellie is still wearing the hospital’s patient gown and nothing beneath. It is one large sheet of baby-blue fabric with two loose short sleeves, wrapped around Ellie, covering the front of her body.
The ends of the sheet are held together at her back by two pairs of strings which are tied together in a knot just like shoe-laces. One knot at her neck and another one at the center of her back. Below that there aren’t any knots; just a long slit until the fabric ends at her knees. Hospitals use these gowns because they are much easier to put on compared to normal clothes and the open back design allows easy access to the patient, especially handy when washing the patient or when having to use the bedpan.
“I’ve installed a holder for your computer tablet here, you can swing it over. Voice control is activated too. You’ll be able to catch up with your school work and you can connect the tablet via Wi-Fi to the large TV on the wall opposite your bed if you want to watch a movie. Lucky that your hands are free and that you’re just restricted in the movement of your arms. Enjoy!” Ellie’s face lights up:
“Thanks, Dad!”
“You’re welcome. I’m gonna leave you to it. Let me know if you need anything.”
“Sure Dad,” I say as I leave Ellie’s room.
Some time passes.
“Daaaad?” I’m hearing Ellie’s voice muffled from her room.
“Yes, darling?”
“Can you come please?”
“Ok.” I enter her room. Ellie is slightly embarrassed:
“Dad, I need to pee.”
“No problem, I’m getting the stuff.”
I’m trying to sound casual and confident, but my heart is beating. I’m a bit nervous. The nurses let me watch how to position the bedpan – I just haven’t done it before.
I grab the stuff from the bathroom and walk back to Ellie’s room.
“Ok darling. I’m gonna take off your blanket. Here we go. And I’m putting the pan on the bed next to you. Now I’ll help you to get in position.”
I carefully turn Ellie on her side.
“Ouch! Slower, Dad!”
“Sorry, honey.”
I part the back of her gown to expose her bare lower back and butt. The nurses did the whole procedure so quickly. I’d never got such a direct and close-up view of her naked lower body as now. She had a small waist and ass, and there was basically nothing that you could say when one stopped and the other one started. It has always bothered me how attractive she is. It put me in a strange position as a father. I dreaded seeing her grow up starting to wear crop tops, hot pants, and tiny bikinis, she was only 11, she should be wearing innocent girly clothes, and to make things even worse, she’s started wearing makeup…
Of course, we didn’t stop her. Her friends wore the same outfits and we didn’t want her to be the one standing out. But it always made me somewhat uncomfortable, no matter how hard I tried not to feel that way.
Without wanting to, I can’t help but notice her butthole and the outer lips of her pussy, lined up between her thighs. It is very strange to get such an intimate view of my daughter. This situation is so unusual, I don’t like it. I look away quickly. I place the bedpan against her butt and gently roll her on her back.
“How does that feel?” I ask her without checking the position of the pan in detail. I just want to get this over with.
“Should be fine, dad.”
“Ok, I’ll cover you with the blanket and will give you some privacy.”
I leave the room. Some time passes.
“Eeew!” I hear from Ellie’s room.
“Yikes! Dad, help! Everything’s wet! Take it off! Take it off! It’s disgusting!” I enter Ellie’s room. She has managed to wet the blanket and the gown covering her.
“How did you….“ I get cut off.
“Dad! Fast, take it off! It’s so disgusting!” Ellie’s voice sounds hysterical.
I quickly walk over to the bed and remove the wet blanket. The gown beneath seems to have slipped between Ellie’s thighs and it soaking wet, all the way up to her belly.
“Take it off, Dad!” Instinctively I lift the wet part of the gown up, exposing her whole lower body. The view of her flat stomach and pussy startle me for a second. Some liquid is dripping down from the gown onto her belly button.
“Eew! What are you doing, Dad? Take it off!”
“I’m sorry, darling, I’m trying to.”
I put the wet part of the gown next to Ellie and I released the shoe-tie-knot of her gown on her back. I turn her gently on her side, putting one hand under her back, and release the second knot at the middle of her back.
I carefully slide off the gown’s sleeve on one arm, then the other and then I pull away the gown. Ellie is lying in front of me now, fully naked. I’m trying not to stare, but I can’t help but notice her breasts. They are beautifully sized, of a lovely shape with small areolas and nipples.
“Take away the pan!”
“Alright, no need to yell!”
I lift both of Ellie’s legs and hips to remove the pan. Again I get an unwanted close-up view of her pussy and asshole. I feel adrenaline shooting through my body. I don’t like this visual sexual stimulation. It’s my daughter! But somehow my body reacts to it nevertheless, instinctively.
I slide the pan out and put her legs down, trying not to look too closely at my daughter. I check out the pan. Some liquid is in it, but most of it seems to have missed the target. I take the pan away to the bathroom and return with a wet towel. Ellie is still lying on her back, fully nude. One of her legs is resting straight on the bed, but the other is at an angle, therefore providing an open view of her pussy. Her inner lips are slightly parted.
Oh my god, did I put the leg down like that? I try to ignore the fact that my daughter looks absolutely stunning and is fully nude in front of me. I try to act casual.
“No idea how this happened, honey. I’ll clean you up, alright?”
“Yes, please Dad! This is so disgusting!”
I start with her belly. Some liquid has accumulated in her belly button. I soak it up with a hand towel. Her gorgeous tanned belly is flat, and she could easily pass as a model. I wipe up more liquid, going lower on her belly towards the mound of her pussy. Her hip bones rise on both sides. It is insane that she’s lying here like this, fully nude, legs half spread.
I try so hard not to get sexually turned on but it’s difficult. It is such an arousing pose. I follow a trail of liquid and soon reach her pussy. Some residual fluid is glistening around her clit, inner labia, and her opening.
I gently wipe her private parts with a stroke from the top to the bottom, as the nurses instructed. Ellie is flinching slightly.
“Is everything ok? Is the water too hot?”
“No, it’s fine. It’s just tickly,” Ellie responds sounding embarrassed.
“Oh, sorry! I didn’t mean to.”
“It’s alright,”
I begin another stroke, from top to bottom, with a fresh part of the wipe as instructed by the nurses. I carefully start on the hood of her clit and I gently stroke downwards over her inner lips hoping it will tickle less.
I stop just above her butthole. Ellie is flinching again. Her butthole is contracting.
Oh my god! I don’t want to see all these details on my daughter! I want to get this over with quickly. I make a few more strokes, top to bottom, this time with more pressure, hoping that will tickle less.
I try to ignore that Ellie is breathing more quickly and that her clit seems to have swollen.
It is pink and peeking out beneath the hood. I can’t believe this happened after just a few strokes.
I move on to her butthole and wipe it from the front to the back as I’ve learned from the nurses. Again Ellie is flinching, this time contracting her pussy and butthole simultaneously. In any other circumstance, I would have loved to witness this, but not on my daughter!
I wipe off some more liquid around her inner thighs and gently roll her to the side to clean up her butt. At every wipe, she flinches slightly. At the last wipe, she’s exhaling sharply.
“Are you alright honey?”
“Yeah, Dad. I’m just sensitive, that’s all.”
“I’ll do my best to be careful.”
“Sure, Dad.”
I take a dry towel patting her butt cheeks and her butt crack and turn her back on her back. Both legs end up in a position where her pussy is spread open even further than before.
My heart is beating faster at this sight. My goodness! I’m noticing that my dick is swelling a little. Oh no! This can’t be happening. I’m so embarrassed. I’m trying to distract myself.
I remember the nurses told me to communicate to the patient what I was going to do:
“I’ll just pat you dry honey, ok?”
“Sure, Dad.”
Using the dry towel, I start patting her inner thighs, moving closer to her pussy, and soon, I pat the outer lips, the inner lips, and the clit. Now she’s all dry.
I move on to wipe her upper legs, her lower legs, her feet, and between her toes, followed by drying her with tapping motions, then I repeat this on her other leg.
“Since we’re at it already I’ll just give you the full-body bed bath now, honey, ok?”
Ellie is nodding slightly. Her face seems more relaxed, less tense than just a few minutes before.
I take a fresh wet towel and start wiping her eyes, from the nose to the outside. It is such an unusual act to perform on an adult. It feels very intimate. I wipe her cheeks, her forehead, her neck, and shoulders as well as I can, despite the splints, which are in the way.
I move on to wiping her armpits. I’m spending a bit of time on them, for hygienic reasons.
I notice now that she has a few strands of hair there, then I realize that the hair around her pussy is about the same length as the hair in her armpits.
I feel odd having such thoughts but I can’t help myself. The whole time I’ve been trying not to look at her breasts but now that I have to wipe them, I don’t have a choice. Their shape is so perfect.
So round! I really don’t want to touch them, but oh well.
I wipe the area on top of her breasts, then between, then underneath. Slowly moving on to the edge of her breasts, circling around one breast, then the other. They are so soft. Ellie’s skin has a silky sheen to it. Her eyes are closed now. She looks so relaxed.
I wiped in circles, smaller and smaller, closing in on her nipple, running over her nipple from the left to the right, from the top to the bottom. I repeat the same on her other breast. I’m trying to ignore that her nipples are hard now.
“I’m gonna pat you dry now, honey. Ok?”
“M-hm,” Ellie replies as she opens her eyes a tiny bit and closes them again. I pat the area around her breasts, beneath them, moving on to her soft, bouncy breasts and nipples which are still so hard.
I briefly glance at her pussy, and notice the bottom part of her pussy, around her opening, is dripping wet. Her inner lips are glistening from wetness and her clit is pink and enlarged.
Oh my God! This is so wrong! This is the last thing I wanted to happen.
I casually pat her pussy as well with the dry towel.
“Done!”
“Thanks, Dad! This is so much better!”
I look around the room. I wasn’t prepared for this change of clothes right on the first day of Ellie being at the house.
“Honey, what do we do about your clothes? I don’t have any clean patient gowns, they’ll arrive in the next few days. Do you want me to go through your clothes, maybe I can find something for you?“
Ellie seems to be thinking:
“Hm… I’ve got night-dresses but their backs aren’t open. It would be too hard to get them on and off.”
“True.”
“Pyjamas are no good either.”
“Yeah,” I am embarrassed. The hospital supply shop is closed now too.
I go through the linen cabinet:
“I’ve got some spare linen which you can use as a blanket.”
“That will do for now, thanks, Dad. It’s really warm anyway. I don’t need any clothes if you are comfortable with that. I mean, you’ve seen me naked now anyway and I’ve been sleeping naked anyway for the last two years.”
I’m not really comfortable at all with this situation, but I can’t come up with any other solution.
“Alright, if you’re happy with that.”
“It works well for me. Truth be told, I prefer not wearing anything to wearing those hospital gowns. Somehow they give me the creeps.”
“Do they?”
“Yeah, there’s just something about them, something sad. It reminds me of hospitals, sick people, old people. Ew!” Ellie is slightly shaking her head, her face in a grimace of disgust.
“Alrighty then,” I place the white sheet over her body, tucking her in.
“Night, darling!”
“Night, Dad!”
Puuuh, What a first day… FIRST DAY…. How the fuck am I gonna survive this?
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