Fetish Dreams



Chell had always thought of ways to rise her standing on social media but in a saturated market that was hard to do so . Being pretty just didn’t cut it on Instagram or TikTok she needed a gimmick away to drive more engagement . But she didn’t know how exactly most of the guides were unhelpful and didn’t work half the time . It was ruining her self-esteem and she was near quitting social media altogether if she couldn’t have her time in the sun . One night she decided she was going to have it at the expense of everything else . She would get plastic surgery to look more doll like in appearance, getting a nose job face lift even larger tits but all that brought her little to no new engagement . Thousands of dollars down the drain and debt this was it then came an unlikely lifeline . One of her plastic surgeons who gave her new rack needed a participant for experiment of sorts. Dr. Rachel explained that she wanted to paralyze someone from the waste down but lacked a suitable subject that wasn’t turned on by it or wouldn’t chicken out at the last second as her last one ghosted . Chell seeing a opportunity in the wings floated her willingness as long as she got to documented along the way. Dr. Rachel agreed and welcomed the publicity for her work. Once she had signed the informed consent agreement Chell would mean Dr. Rachel in Romania as performing the procedure in her native Canada was off-limits . Chell TikTok’ef the entire experience and post regular photos on her Instagram. Garner extensive publicity from new and old media alike debating her motives and the doctors as well . On the day of the procedure she was admittedly nervous about losing her ability to walk but seeing that she signed the form and she was being handsomely paid. There was no point in backing out now. After signing in, she would go to her room and undressed and would be moved onto the gurney and taken to the operating theatre. After being hooked up to life support , she would be sedated the anesthesia taking affect immediately as she drifted out to sleep she heard the most peculiar thing ” poor girl “  but she wasn’t sure who said it . When she woke hours later in her hospital bed she couldn’t feel her legs anymore . She re-emerged on social media, paralyzed from the waist down, communicating to her followers that this procedure was successful and now she was a paraplegic. The news spread like wildfire and depressed that she garnered some good most critical was all that matters to her . The hospital gave her a complimentary wheelchair before she left back for Toronto . adjusting to her new reality was something she was not prepared for now wheelchair bound she now needed to lean back on her boyfriend and others for support . Being paralyzed from the waist down she needed diapers and had little to no bladder control messing often and adding another item to her shopping list .  She would record her first days like this gardening millions of views and comments allowing her to work through this adjustment. As time went on her story faded from public view becoming a weeklong new cycle that faded quickly from viewher resurgence and popularity trailed off with time, leaving her back in square one . It left her to realize the colossal miscalculation she had made in forfeiting her ability to walk for popularity a decision she would live to regret for the rest of her days handicapped 





We all do crazy things for love but this one jumped the shark for most . You had recently found that special woman that you always wanted however you didn’t know she was crazy . Never in the good way she made you do things that you went along with retain her love no matter what know knowing the dating market nowadays. She was a nurse of several years and she would do things to test for herself and you humored her doing medical play when you were kinky but you rarely ever played the doctor . Then one day at dinner she asked you that if you loved her and you knew whatever she was going to ask you, it wasn’t going to be good for you . You said of course, and she asked if you would be okay if you became a eunuch . You tried to hide your feelings of this question and made a noncommittal stance that she accepted hoped she would feel satisfied . Later, she came back around talking about it, saying how much people without testicles live longer and we’re healthier, and how testosterone was ultimately a poison you declined the comment on that matter . The next few weeks went by without much comment on that front before it happened . She would call you to heat her at a place and she would explain more when you got there . Once you did, it was a studio they had the interior of a medical facility . She just came out and said. She bought more than enough time here along with hand, all the proper equipment and even bought the owners to perform a castration on you . She said if you loved her, you would walk in with her and unclothe . If you didn’t, she would never call you again . Caught between a rock and a hard place you froze before breathing holding her hand and kissing her long and deep before walking in with her . You would take off your clothes while she prepared, scrubbing up you had a chance to walk away before you had to sit down however, with your last opportunity passed, you went into the theater and sat down . And she gloved up she draped you in medical cloth and gave you a respirator mask with the oxygen on to keep you sane. After examining what she would have to do she took out a syringe of anesthetic and stuck you in a few places before you felt you’re growing to numb totally. She took out her scalpel and begun to cut she opened your scrotum extracting one testicle at a time before snipping them off for scissor. I only can only holding them in the air. She put them in the kidney tray before continuing to the second one once it was off she pointed in the kidney tray . She took the tray away before dumping them in a proper disposal unit before putting you back together , but she wasn’t done . Injecting a new syringe into your penis. She wanted to finish the job and put herself to the ultimate test she begun to cut again now into your penis, slowly dissecting it until she had it off . Once she was satisfied with her work, she put the pieces back together that she had saved and closed it up . She neatly covered your growing with a bandage after the ordeal . She would allow you to rest, putting you to sleep, waking up back at her house handcuffed to the bed , the things we do for love . You would marry her later, however your marriage proved to be a one-sided affair as she treated you more like a nullified slave than husband human furniture play , golden toilets or pegging slave. When she needed gratification and actual sex, she found other men to do it . However deep down you got exactly what you wanted and now you had to live with it you would love her in a strange way for giving you a new life as someone beneath her.

Going to Femdom dentist was asking for trouble if you need a cleaning . , you would pucker up and paid the big boy price but money being money beggars couldn’t be choosers and they had a good deal as long as you cooperated and allowed them to medically dominate you . Affair trade for the price how bad could it be ?  Checking in was normal after you signed the intake forms the only one dreaded was the release forms that stated that any and all medical domination done to you during your appointment. You agreed to beforehand, and once you signed off on the iPad you could only hope it wouldn’t be too bad . Once you were called instead of being brought to a room you were instructed to takeoff your clothes and put on a gown . You were done escorted from the locker room where you stowed your things, including your phone and were brought to the theatre . You were instructed to lay down and as you did, all you could do was comply and hope it was would be over in no time. Immediately one of the nurses in pink with strep you down with medical grade restraints hands and abdomen together and legs finally. They wrapped your face in a shroud of bandages before strapping it down also the stock electrodes were every word that mattered and you began to hear your own heart electronically be on the screen .  the doctor would arrive and will tell you that she would pull your tooth however, it would be a part of a ”stress test” and preparing for mild discomfort . As you open your mouth she placed a expander in its way to keep it open and begun counting, looking around . With every metallic bink with her instrument she went, and then her nurse begun as wellShe would remove the gown over your growing before rubbing your cock before it became erected . Once it was, she grabbed it tightly forcing the blood to make it dark red grabbing a whip cloth before taking a sounding device and sticking it in you, groaning mouth propped open . The doctor began to clean being heavy, handed with the effort. As you groaned as the nurse sounded you and pleasured you and the doctor clean your teeth for you didn’t know which one you found worse the sounding or the rough and ready cleaning. The sound of you mad as she rubbed and sounded being unable to vocalize the feeling and frustrated she wouldn’t allow you release the moment . The cleaning was as expected, but worse being rough and ready and almost careless as long as the drop got done your heart rate steady increasing with depressed load on screen. Once she was done cleaning your teeth she decided she was going start feeling around. It was almost worse than the cleaning. As the time for your appointment expired, they packed up their things and let you recover your cock sore from the sounding while still hard from the encounter put your teeth nonetheless clean . You would sit in your car afterwards disappointed in yourself for stooping this low and being dominated by them but on some level you did enjoyed it . 

Oh , yet another chronic masturbator welcome my darling. I seen you just have woken up. So your mother finally got sick of you rubbing it off everywhere and decided to send you to us she chose the right solution to deal with your little problem . Don’t worry, honey , our full proof process will help you kick your problem in no time, but it does come at the cost of your bladder control but that’s a small price to pay and never think about and or doing it ever again . I see the nurse before he has already taken off your pants and very good. I’ll get your first diaper you’ll be using. You’ll be strapped to this bed until you do your first independent wetting and don’t worry we have all day to make you crack and let the waterworks begin . Once you urinating on your own, it will become easier and easier until you never have to think about it again and every time you think of wanting to rub it out your urinate making it ever so harder to ever do it again and making even thinking about it , disgusting . I would quit struggling while you’re ahead as this is going to be a long month for both of us otherwise . Don’t worry aftercare starts right away to I heard your mother would like to take you back to infancy with you now back in diapers, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there . For now I just need to get this diaper on you and let you stew until you really have to go ,  or if he makes you feel better I could give you something to hasten the process, whichever works for you but either way you’re using those diapers and you’ll love them .



Trying something new, adding another subject  to the blog, hoping the branch out into more fantasies, moving forward . 

So this is when your life has come to ? sitting on the toilet folding late text heels on your urinating on your diaper . Your mistress / doctor forbid you from taking them off during work hours, but you’re still comfortable peeing sitting down and cannot stomach doing it anywhere else . It always felt weird urinating in a sack that hangs underneath your skirt just out of sight of patients. When you needed to have it changed, she would force you for the humiliation to be changed by her like a baby . Slowly, lifting your legs up and pattering your bottom before putting a new one on . When your mistress said she was turning you into a sissy nurse you didn’t expect to assist her with others like you . After the multiple rounds of plastic surgery . Facial feminization surgery , breast augmentation and gender reassignment surgery and permanent make up you were ready to begin your duties as her sissy nurse . You would walk with her uncomfortably down the hall as she made her way to appointments with utter unfortunate victims of their wives and mistresses . Also forbidden from speaking a word to them, you can only look coldly at them . Then she made you participate. When she castrated a man turned sissy slave she had you holding the kidney tray as she passed the severed testes to you to hold and then to discard with the rest or worse, placed them in formaldehyde solution to be given back to the mistress to torment their slaves with. Other times she made you do the honors being forced to slowly cut off a man’s penis as he watched, terrified as you hacked away at the pieces before taking away his testicles before closing it back up. All you could do was do your job and accompanying her as she worked on Ahner her unfortunates . Sometimes she would prefer role-play , putting on a strap on and testing your new pussy, putting you in your place as she inserted herself into you, the uncomfortable nature of your neo-vagina reminding you of your place at her side as she went looking you in the eyes as she went . As you sat there on the toilet, finishing , you reminded yourself that you once had a life out of here as a feminine man poached by a predatory mistress on a date . You had nothing outside of here if you tried to leave who would buy you hormones , or take care of you this was all you had now . As you felt the moist sogginess of your diaper, you lamented what your life had came to and just wanted to get through today and then the next . 

You’ve tried everything to reduce your stress but at all, didn’t seem to work for you so you not decided to get radical and experimental she gave you a a referral to a new place that could try to help you . “BCDT” the card read with the number after you called and scheduled your appointment it was a matter of time till you found out what it was . After you arrived there on time for your appointment you would sign in at the front desk. The nurse at the front desk would give you a clipboard with a non-disclosure agreement along with a release form, informing you that whatever they may prescribe and give you will be irreversible and possibly life-changing and you wave the risk , you signed on the dotted line . Eventually, it was time and you were escorted into to the back . You arrived at a room with a gyno chair and a nurse standing over it, she introduced herself as the one doing your procedure today . She informed you that they would be performing. Bladder Control Deprivation Therapy reducing your bladder control to one of an infant . When you realized what you had signed up for you immediately tried to back out of it, but orderly grabbed you before you could leave the room and when you refuse to comply and lie down, they hit you with sedatives . You were awake a while later strapped and straitjacketed to the chair before you could yell she put her left hand on your face . She would tell you that she much prefer a cooperative patient, but since you signed the requisite forms, she was duty, bound to proceed whether you agreed to it or not now . When ready she placed the mask on your face and turned it on it’s slowly pump laughing gas sedatives, and oxygen as you slowly became docile and breathe she would begin . She would slowly introduce water and increase the amount of into your anus having it already elevated as she went, it filled . At one point it felt like it burst, and then it happened. you felt a pressure drop before she cheered as you wet the diaper you had on. Ashamed of yourself, but too dazed to protest, she continued cycling water in and out, repeating the process until it was time to go . When she had to leave , you weren’t allowed as the treatment plan had to be completed so they would inject you with another sedative and put you to sleep . During your stay at the clinic, they fed you a steady diet of laxatives and muscle relaxers to continue your dribbling and looseness. The nurses they cleaned your ass giving you new diapers. Something miraculous happens in your stay here your stress that you once felt it started to dissipate as you took yourself less seriously than before wearing diapers. It was actually working. When they didn’t have you on rest , They would continue the bladder cycles cycling water, and other liquids into your ass to loosen you up. Sometimes the nurse used her fist to loosen your ass first sometimes a medical dildo . After what almost felt like an eternity you would complete your treatment . You would walk outside of the clinic for the first time in a few weeks holding a bag of diapers you now had to wear . Being unable to talk about your experience here you gave your work doctors note of why you were incontinence now.  Yet after this bizarre and harrowing experience, your stress had disappeared you were no longer stressed about the little things , now being diaper, you had more pressing matters to worry about and couldn’t dwell on what made you so stressed before . Plus, you couldn’t take yourself seriously not anymore. At least one good thing had come out of therapy for you , don’t you agree ? 



You could’ve admitted you had a problem but that was a long time at, and this was now . When you signed and printed your name on that “Adulthood Forfeiture Agreement” you didn’t expect to be handed around like sloppy seconds . Once your Dominatrix got tired with you as her play thing and slave she transferred you off to another, and then another and so forth . Eventually, you landed here wherever here was an home for special needs . With the agreement still valid and you having becoming nonverbal sometime ago might as well make it permanent then . You spend most of your days locked in an oversized crib restrained . Lacking little to no bladder control anymore requires you to be changed regularly by the nurses . One you have taken the liking to Nurse Alice who looks after you day to day changing your diapers on the big scary table, but you don’t fight her and saving her the time restraining you . She takes special care, removing your diaper and cleaning your bottom and shriveled limp dick before applying the powder and closing it back up. When you’re not napping she wheels you out on a wheelchair around the facility where you stare at the other brain dead / regressed patients and residents here . It’s a far cry from eating someone’s ass or someone’s urine and excrement but it’s your life , now . 

Dr. Paige gets most of here “patients” off the streets. The most successful abductees come from gay bars . Twins too drunk to drive get into Uber’s to find themselves chloroform shortly after . Once they pass muster they are signed off on Dr. Paige and taken to the clinic . Ones who are not are dumped a few blocks away from the bar to wake up dazed . One’s taken into her clinic or heavily sedated until decided their fate. Patient 34 or formerly “Kevin” here was picked up and found promising by the driver. 5”5 , 160 pounds and not a hair on him besides on his head . Once the driver was paid, he was left with Dr. Paige . Patient 34 slated to become a sissy sex slave after conversion and “ training” . Once resting for 12 hours 34 was wheeled into the operating room and prepped for the first round of procedures. Today he was going to be castrated , penis to be left intact as a shriveled reminder to the sissy to be. His testicles didn’t stand the chance as Dr. page and her assistant cut into him extracting them with surgical precision before dumping them in the trash receptacle. Once he was closed up and new gloves on they moved on to giving 34 double D breast augmentation . Once they were under his skin he was given a round of pain relief, and progesterone the ladder what she had to take for the rest of their days . Once 34 was conscious again and like others would be a shock at what happened . However restrained and latched to the bed he was easy to control with sedatives and negative reinforcement and hypnosis programs and subliminal messaging from training which began immediately . Patient 43 will be allowed to rest for a few weeks before undergoing facial feminization surgery and further training and mental reconditioning. Once she meets Dr. Paiges expectations she will be sold off to the buyer who will make good use of a sissy sex slave .

It’s not so bad once you get used to it dating a surgeon and a sadistic at that . When you found out she worked as a surgeon you found it, sexy when she showed you around her workspace, having you lie down before drugging you and waking up the next morning in one of her beds with a few scars it was quite a scare . But when she returned to you and kiss you on the cheek before giving you more morphine you knew it would be just . The sex remained awesome she would suck you off however you had to allow her and her “friends” to operate on you . Sometimes in the middle of the day you would be called to her practice for a procedure that would consume the rest of your week . Last time it was a kidney she wanted to hawk . On your second date she castrated you and gave you an bilateral orchiectomy free of charge however you have ceased to cum to her and you have shrunken a few sizes pushy more than makes up for it with allowing you to peg and if you don’t mind being pegged in return and a few procedure . She was even gracious enough with her friend to give you a gastric feeding tube to enjoy your food without having to swallow it more time for golden showers and human toiletry. After you proposed to her and you two became fiancés together she hasn’t stopped talking about wanting to be “lesbians” and has been reading a lot and conversing with different surgeons . You recently started taking progesterone and antigen along with your multivitamin’s in your breakfast with your skin softening . Tomorrow she gives you breast augmentation . Dating a surgeon isn’t so bad once you get used to frequent hospital stays and being treated as her personal play thing and maybe being sissy and wife won’t be so bad after all .