Horny ramblings of an asexual transgender cuntboy monsterfucker with a medical kink/fetish. 30+. Mexican. Engaged. I love weed. NO MINORS. NO TERFS. {Sideblog}
fucking. anaesthesia induction dialogue is the best thing.
“i’m going to put the mask on your face/give you this medicine/inject this into your IV line”
“it’s gonna be cold/sting a little/smell strong/taste bad”
“i want you to take some deep breaths/just relax/blow up the balloon on the anesthesia machine/close your eyes/keep your eyes open/tell me when you feel it”
“you’re gonna start to feel tingly/floaty/out of it/sleepy”
“your eyelids are starting to get heavy now. that’s okay, don’t fight it. you’re going to go to sleep now.”
“shh, it’s okay, just relax. i’ve got you…you’re safe, just let go. that’s it, you’re doing so well.”
“one more breath for me, sweetheart, there you go.”
also the nonverbal aspect of the interaction is. holy fuck. gloved hands stroking your cheek or holding your hand or patting your shoulder or running through your hair. making eye contact with you as you try to keep your eyes open. leaning in just a little closer so you can hear them talking gently to you as your hearing starts to go. maybe holding your head or shoulders down if you get a little scared or try to fight them. running their hand over your eyes to close them as you spiral into forced sleep.
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I love hospital and doctor scenarios. Like the imagery of a boy lying in a hospital bed, weak and scared as the doctor pulls back the blanket and hospital gown to reveal a round protruding belly. The boy feels embarrassed by it and vulnerable as the the doctor feels it with cold hands. Or maybe there's a lot of people in the room like medical students.
They're taking turns feeling and listening to the belly with stethoscopes making remarks about the inhuman creature that's growing inside. This is terrifying the boy as he feels the constant squirming in his tummy. They do an ultrasound but won't let him see the screen or answer any of his questions. He's in tears by the time they leave without a word.
One nurse takes pitty on him a tries to offer some words of comfort "don't worry you're going to be just fine" she says with a pat on his belly. He's then left on his own again feeling sick as he watches his swollen belly shift with the movement of whatevers inside.
omg yesss I love medical/hospital scenarios too, the fear they feel as they're strapped down to a bed or table surrounded by doctors, belly huge and swollen but having no idea what's inside. The poor boy doesn't understand what they're talking about and none of the doctors even look at his face as he tries to ask them what their doing or what's going on, he's just their test subject and all their interested in is what's growing in his tummy.
Even later when the thing inside his belly starts to hurt him, growing too big for his tummy to contain or thrashing against his thin sensitive skin, they don't give him anything to help. They need their data to be perfect and unaltered by pain meds, so they ignore his screams and cries for help while he thrashes and pulls against his restraints, watching his writhing tummy in horror as they let it grow and grow with no end in sight
You jolt awake with a sharp gasp, heart pounding violently in your chest. Thick padded straps pin your arms firmly to the sides of the medical chair, while your legs are locked high and obscenely wide in cold metal stirrups. You're completely naked, the sterile chill of the brightly lit exam room raising goosebumps across your flushed skin, your chest, belly, and most shamefully, your fully exposed cunt on blatant display.
“What the fuck?! Let me go!” you shout, voice cracking with panic as you yank hard against the unyielding restraints. “Where am I?!”
Several figures in white coats turn toward you at once.
“Subject 347 is awake—”
“—heart rate spiking—”
“—respiratory distress—”
A kind-faced nurse leans in close. “Shh, it’s alright. Just breathe for me.” She gently presses the clear nitrous mask over your nose and mouth, sealing it snugly. Cool, sweet gas begins to flow.
You try to twist away at first, but the effects hit fast. The sharp terror softens into a warm, heavy haze. Your thoughts grow slow, floaty, and loopy. The room sways gently around you.
Doctor Crowe steps between your spread thighs, clipboard in hand, his expression cold and utterly detached. His voice is flat, clinical, and professional.
“Subject 347. You are now conscious. We will begin preparation by thoroughly cleaning your vulva for detailed inspection.”
The first touch is the warm, dripping rag. You inhale sharply as the thick, wet heat drags slowly across your puffy outer lips. Doctor Crowe wipes with precise, methodical strokes, carefully folding back your labia to clean every slick, sensitive crease and fold. The warm fabric glides over your clit again and again, sending unwanted sparks of pleasure through your nitrous-dazed body.
“Labia majora: symmetrical and plump. Light natural moisture present,” he dictates in a cold monotone. “Labia minora: deeply flushed, highly vascularized. Clitoris: already erect and protruding from the hood. Subject is producing noticeable lubrication.”
The warm rag continues its slow, thorough strokes, the wet heat and gentle friction making your hips twitch faintly against the straps. Every pass over your clit sends a fresh wave of slick warmth through your core.
Then comes the sharp hiss of the showerhead. Warm water sprays out in a fine mist at first.
“We are now rinsing the area,” Doctor Crowe states coldly. “You may experience considerable stimulation. React in whatever way feels natural, 347.”
The stream shifts, and suddenly a strong, pulsing jet of warm water is beating directly onto your swollen clit. The sensation is intense, pressure hammering your most sensitive spot without mercy. A shaky, loopy moan escapes you through the mask.
They begin testing. Different modes: soft rain, strong pulsing massage, oscillating jets. Temperatures from soothingly warm to almost too hot. Your reactions grow louder and more desperate. When they find the perfect setting, firm, rapid pulses of perfectly hot water pounding right against your throbbing clit, your body jerks hard in the stirrups.
“Ah—! Fuck…” you whimper, voice floaty and broken from the nitrous.
“Optimal response with pulsed mode at 40°C,” Doctor Crowe notes without emotion. “Significant clitoral engorgement. Vaginal secretions increasing rapidly.”
The nurse turns the nitrous flow higher. The gas floods you deeper, turning the world soft and dreamy. Your head feels heavy and light at the same time, every sensation amplified and distant.
Doctor Crowe’s voice remains ice-cold. “Breathe deeply, Subject 347. Just relax.”
The water pressure increases, pounding harder against your clit. Then you feel the thick, smooth head of a dildo pressing against your slick entrance. It slides in slowly, stretching your hot, velvety walls with a wet, obscene squelch that echoes in the room. Doctor Crowe begins a steady, deep thrusting while the showerhead continues its relentless assault.
“Vaginal canal: warm, slick, and tightly gripping the instrument. Depth achieved: 14 centimeters,” he dictates clinically. “Cervix soft. Subject’s internal muscular contractions are strong and rhythmic.”
The combination is almost too much, the hot, pounding water hammering your clit, the thick dildo stroking deep inside your cunt, the heavy nitrous making everything feel floaty, overwhelming, and impossibly intense. Your moans grow louder, more desperate, turning into broken, loopy cries.
“Subject 347 is approaching orgasm,” Doctor Crowe states flatly. “Vaginal walls spasming. Increasing thrust depth and water pressure for complete assessment.”
The water pounds mercilessly. The dildo fucks you faster, harder. Your entire body tenses, thighs trembling violently in the stirrups. A long, shattered moan tears from your throat as you cum hard, your cunt clenching around the thrusting dildo, clit throbbing wildly under the hot spray, waves of blinding pleasure crashing through your nitrous-drunk mind.
Doctor Crowe keeps the stimulation going through every powerful spasm, observing with clinical detachment until your body finally goes limp, twitching and spent.
“Orgasm achieved. Strong stimuli response recorded. Subject 347 is now properly cleaned and sensitized.”
He turns off the water and slowly withdraws the dripping dildo with a wet pop. A soft, warm towel gently pats your oversensitive, puffy cunt dry, stroking carefully over your still-twitching folds.
“Preparation complete,” he announces in the same cold tone. “Subject 347’s vulva and vaginal canal is clean, flushed, and optimally prepared for the full examination.”
Doctor Crowe looks down at your blissed-out, floaty face, the mask still sealed over your mouth, eyes glassy.
doctor holding your jaw open while you squirm and whine uncomfortably as he checks your mouth. gloved fingers running across your teeth, feeling the smooth texture of the gloves along your tongue and the roof of your mouth. "stop fucking squirming and sit still for me." he speaks lowly as you try to fight out of his firm grip on you. he sticks his fingers down your throat and grins when you gag on them, watching you fight and struggle against the intrusion. when he pulls his fingers out you frantically cough and gasp for air while he chuckles at you. "not so squirmy now, huh? hopefully now you understand what happens when you do not comply with me. lay back, I have much more to do."
the cool, smooth touch of nitrile gloves on my skin... massaging my muscles and pressing on different parts of my body... wrapping around my throat and squeezing as I struggle against it...not letting up no matter how hard I fight...
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doctor who restrains you and tells you it's for your own good. doctor who forces your legs into stirrups and shushes you when you whine from the stretch of the speculum. doctor who reassures you you're okay while he runs painful tests on you. he rubs your clit just enough to keep you from crying. maybe if you continue to be well behaved for your exam he'll let you cum as a reward. we'll see.
stethoscopes are one of the weirdest things that turn me on. it's so strangely intimate to me when they slip it just under your shirt, warning u that it's gonna be cold. telling you to take a couple deep breaths as their gloved hand rests on your shoulder, and the silence that follows when they quietly direct you to take a couple more deep breaths as they move the cold disk across your chest.
I have a couple that are similar ish, I will tell them when I find them.
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Your head.... it feels.... so fuzzy. You feel so sleepy and dazed. You can barely see, but you make out that you are laying down, being wheeled though a hallway. Cold, bright lights adorn the ceiling above you. A hospital? Yes, you're in a hospital. Why? An accident? A fall? A crash? You can't remember.
You feel so hazy, soft, almost light, but you're not in any pain; must be the drugs they are giving you.
You're then parked inside a bright room with doctors move around you quickly, but to you, it feels almost like slow motion.
Gloved hands start removing your clothes until you're complete naked. Normally you would be horrified, to have your body, soft tits, and dick exposed for these people to see, but you feel so dreamy and out of it that you can't really care.
One doctor opens your legs and secures them in stirrups before they sit down by the end of your stretcher. Then, they spread your cunt open wide with the tips of their gloved fingers.
He runs his finger up and down between your lips, teasing your entrance. He's touch is enough to make your dick stand on end. He's spreading and examining all your folds, massaging you gently, or at least you think he is, everything is so blurry and dreamy it's hard to tell what really happened. Temperature is easier to feel than touch. You are sure you can feel his cool gloved fingers inspecting your pussy. You think you feel the gazes of the other doctors too, watching your pretty cunt be opened and examined.
Suddenly you feel an ice cold implement thrust inside you, some kind of tool for probing and digging inside of you. It stretches your hole as it does deeper. You don't know, but you're whimpering in your neer unconscious state as your pussy struggles to take it. Mercifully, the frigid device is removed and your body relaxes back into the stretcher. You're ever so slightly aware of a gloved hand gently stroking your cock, and the feeling of something, not gloved, rubbing your lips and entrance. God, It feels so nice, you almost silp away into to sleep, before something abruptly penitents your cunt. The doctor holds your hips as he starts fucking you. Normally you would be mortify, screaming and crying as this person fucked your pussy with other people watching, but you don't have the awareness to be embarrassed. It feels so good. his fingers rubbing your cock as his dick finds your g spot each time it penetrates into you. Your body feels soft and tingly, gentle pressure building towards climax. As you lay there, unaware, your cunt is throbbing, massaging his dick. You're so warm and soft and slick. Without your brain getting in the way, you pretty pussy is milking his cock, begging to be filled, and bred, and fucked, when, it happens. you feel hot cum flood your pussy, filling every space and spilling into your womb. The sudden release of pressure, and the warm sensation of being filled is to much for your little body, and your cunt cums around his cock as soft euphoria spreads through you.
You feel his dick pull out, and a mix of both of your cum dribble out of you. Your stretcher start moving again. Rolling though the same long hallway, only this time your naked, legs wide, with cum dripping out of your used cunt. You're so relaxed, you drift completely to sleep....
For the next 3 days the hospital staff keeps in your own little room, In a medically induced coma. Anytime one of them needed to let off a little stream they would come see you.
It turns out you just had the most beautiful little body they had ever seen. They couldn't just let you go! They had to keep you for a little long.
They held your legs up with medical restraints so you were always exposed and ready for to used. You didn't know any of this of course, you just kept dreaming. When you awoke they told you they simply had to keep you under for a few days to help with healing, no big deal. You thought you almost remembered something happened the first day you were admitted... But it must have been a strange dream brought on by the accident. The staff said you were healing well, so they were going to let you go, but said you were an absolute pleasure to have as a patient.
Pov: you go to the doctors office to get your annual checkup. The whole thing was uncomfortable, because they did a full inspection, but it's over now, and you're about to leave, when the doctor stops you And says you're not up to date on your flu shot.
" Don't worry, we'll do it right now. It will only take a moment. Follow me."
No problem, you have gotten this shot a million times, easy. They sit you down, stick it in, and... Something feels... different this time... you feel yourself drifting off, and.........
Next thing you know you wake up in a cold and shockingly bright room. Your strapped to a gurney by thin straps on your wrists and ankles.
You're completely naked. You feel extremely exposed with your tdick and breasts on full display under the harsh lights.
A doctor enters the room and starts rifling through some nearby equipment.
"What the hell is going on!!! Where am I!!!" You ask, but the doctor doesn't even look up.
He walks over and shoves a gag with a ball on the inside in your mouth to stop your screaming.
he then begins replacing your restrains with large, thick ones that wrap you up like a mummy. First he straps down your shoulders, then binds your arms chest allowing for 0 movement.
Then he straps your knees to your torso, putting you legs in the air, opening and exposing you cunt. He keeps wraping you until you can't move at all, and all of your body is covered except your ass and swollen cunt which are open to the frigid air.
Then he starts pushing the gurney out of the room.
Once he pushs open the door, your in a large hallway. It's bright, and sterile like the rest of this bizarre facility. Worse, the hallway is full of doctors and scientist and official looking personnel hurriedly going about their business, and your doctor is pushing you, cunt first, through the commotion.
You feel tears well up in your eyes as your soft pink cunt and pathetic little penis are on full display for so many people.
The journey through the bright, populated hallway seems endless. Door after door with who knows what happening behind them. Some of them look reinforced. As you're being wheeled by one of the these doors you hear something huge being slammed, or.... Banging? Against the thick steel.
After an eternity of the hallway, you finally make it to another room where the doctor parks you. He, then, attaches I extraordinarily intense vibe on to you cilt. It's feels damn near euphoric since you are already fucking dripping from the incredible humiliation.
You try to squirm. To get some relief. But you can't, You're locked in place, all you can do is cry.
The doctor walks up to you and replaces your gag with mask that covers your mouth and nose and has a with tube that connects to a small tank on the gurney.
Your able to speak again.
"Why are you doing this to me!!!!" You scream.
The doctor finally speaks. "You, have been selected to participate in a ground breaking study." As he says this he pulls something from one of the sterile looking drawers.
"You are an unimaginably perfect candidate, and we thank you for your participation."
The thing he's holding is a massive syringe, with a rounded rubber tip on the end. The syringe is fill with thick, white, liquid.
"Participation?!?" You yell through sobs.
He smiles and flips a switch connected to your mask. Then, he begins to rub the tip of the syringe up and down the slit of your frigid cunt. Your weeping parts have produced more than enough lube, so he begins to push the thick syringe into your cunt.
It stretches you open more then you've ever been stretched. You cry out out as he continues to fuck it inside you until the tip of the syringe penetrates though the entrance of your womb.
Then, he begins to push down the syringes plunger.... flooring your womb with so much you think are going to burst.
It's all too much for your little body, the humiliation, the vibrator torturing your clit, the gas filling you lungs, and the incredible pressure of the syringes load releasing inside of you. Your body cums like you've never cum before.
Your filled so much it burns. But even with the pain, and the tears, you're drifting off. Unable to fight it. Unable to fight anything. Complete helpless.
Imagine waking up already strapped down to a table with your legs spread open and bent at the knees.
Imagine that there’s already a speculum in you, and you just have to try and adjust to the cold and the fullness and the stretch while you try to get your bearings.
Imagine there’s an even deeper pressure, one you know is on your cervix, and you have to be left wondering what is being done to you- and/or what’s ALREADY been done to you.
A catheter? A probe? Sound? Dilator? All you know is you can definitely feel something breaching into your deepest parts. It’s an unyielding, deep pressure that you can’t ignore.
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