We all have heard of surgeries which went wrong and which leave tools inside the patient's body. But what about finding something inside a human body (which is obviously not supposed to be there), and it's no result of a surgery. Instead, it's a human error. Won't that be bewildering? Check this out and see how the guy's and girl's night turned into a nightmare after something was found in the girl.
It was the couple's last day together because the guy was leaving on a plane trip the next day and would be away or months. Obviously, they wanted the night to be something special. So they had a romantic evening, and then got down together.
It was when they began to kindle that the guy discovered something. The conversation went something like this: "There's something inside you," he said. "There's nothing, don't stop," I replied, uneasily. "No, there's something inside you. It feels plastic."
At that moment, the girl realized that it had been 14 days since she was supposed to remove her menstrual cup. And the bad part was that it should not be there for anything more than 12 hours!
Reddit user uteruinestench described the following events in this way: IDIOTICALLY, I asked him to help me remove it so we could continue. MOTHER OF GOD... it smelled like an eviscerated decomposing body mixed with rotting broccoli, sewage, and rotting eggs ALL IN ONE. And the smell DID NOT GO AWAY. I threw out the cup and its contents, but the stench of 14 day old rotting blood and uterine gunk is not one that fades easily. I could tell my squeamish boyfriend was trying extremely hard not to lose his shit and vomit. But it only got worse from there.
The story ended as such: The stench would not leave, and it was coming from my vagina. To try and bring the mood back, I went to the bathroom to try and freshen up. He joined me, perhaps to make me feel less disgusting. Bad idea. With a feeling like an impending queef but somehow thicker, my vagina suddenly emptied a massive glob of this filth and it splattered a surprisingly large amount of brown rotted uterine filth all over my poor boyfriend's leg... He practically ran home.