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This is?? So fucking hot??? Oh my god anon

I need a thorough exam by the entire medical staff.

After a 24-hour treatment of IV fluids to make sure my body is very well-hydrated, to produce saliva and cum, tie me into stirrups and bind my hands over my head.

Inspect my mouth and tongue. Run each of your gloved fingers inside my lips and along my jaws. Test my gag reflex.

Show everyone how to give a proper breast exam, letting them take turns. Make a show of pointing out how easily my nipples harden. Pump them until they’re puffy and swollen to show the class how you can force lactation even in a non-pregnant woman. Clamp the hardened nipples to show how pain can also cause immense involuntary pleasure.

Take turns inspecting my vulva & clitoris one by one. Each person is required to pull back the hood and spank my clit to test the reflexes of my sensitive pearl. Apply a pump to my clit to show them how much more sensitive it gets when blood is forced into it.

Use a large, cold speculum to spread my labia and hold my cunt open wide. Stimulate me, one by one, just to see how my kegel muscles contract and to see how much creamy, natural lube my vaginal walls produce. Show them how primitive and animalistic a human woman can become by forcing me to the edge of orgasm over and over again, but not letting me cum.

Find my peehole and insert a sound in my urethra, each person pressing on my bladder to make sure my piss flows properly.

Each of you reach into my opened pussy to prod and probe my cervix with gloved fingers, and take turns inserting a sound.

Remove the speculum and show the class the elasticity of my pelvic floor by inserting one finger at a time until your entire fist is securely in my cunt. Let my gape close before the next person’s turn begins.

Teach them how to recognize and stimulate the g-spot as well as show them the difference between squirting and peeing by taking turns stroking my gspot and applying pressure to my abdomen until female ejaculate shoots out of my vagina.

Apply a vacuum pussy pump to show them how engorged and enlarged my inner and outer labia can get and how sensitive they become.

Teach the class about the delicate tissues of my anus by allowing each person to practice lubing my ass and inserting an index finger to feel how strong and tight my sphincter muscle is. Press a thumb into my cunt to feel how thin the separating wall is.

Show them and let them experience the elasticity and capacity of my rectum by slowly working their fingers inside and applying deeper pressure gradually until they are buried inside up to their elbows, ultimately opening their fist gently before pulling their hands out. Allow my gape to close before the next person proceeds.

Use a giant anal spreader to inspect my colon thoroughly. Show the class how much fluid my intestines can hold and teach them how a double bardex enema works by letting them take turns pumping the balloons and turning the water flow off and on. As I fill up, show them how to massage the water deeper into my belly.

Show them that my limits can be pushed further by making me hold the enema longer than they think is possible.

Hello everyone! I’ve missed you all so very much, and I’m sorry for my long silence. I’ve been trying to get back into writing for a while but kept hitting a block. Finally, though, a little “flash” of inspiration hit. I wasn’t sure what direction this would take, but rather than think about it I just wrote. Is it any good? Fun? Interesting? I have no idea. But it’s better than nothing, and we’ll see what comes next! 

For now though, here’s a little essay … let me know what you think!

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I approach the exam room, the door closed and your file in the holder in the door. I take a moment to read through it, discover who you are and why you have come to present yourself to me. After a few moments, I close the file and quietly - but assertively - knock on the door. Your voice, timid and surprised, signifies that you’re ready. As ready as you can be at a time such as this, which isn’t much, but enough. I open the door and we set eyes on each other for the first time. 

The protocol must be followed for a full 30 days without any interruption.

Keep the patient on bed rest as much as possible.

Better outcomes are obtained using social pressure to get compliance, but medical and physical restraint should be used if necessary.

Wear full anti-contagion protection. Change gloves frequently.

Begin by recording patient’s rectal temperature. If elevated begin antibiotic injections IM.

Perform a digital rectal exam to check for hardened stool. This will interfere with thorough evacuation. If found, place a glycerin suppository High in the rectum. Doing so now will allow sufficient time for complete effect.

Reglove.

Next darken the room. Using the UV Illuminator visualize the entire surface of the skin, paying particular attention to the orifices and any creases in the skin. The by products of the infection glow under UV. Use the prepared towelettes to vigorously clean any areas of the skin showing contamination. Caution: the solution on the towelettes can be irritating, especially to sensitive tissue, but do not neglect to do a thorough job. In the male retract the foreskin, in the female examine the labial folds thoroughly.

Reglove.

Restrain the patient’s head and hands. Administer the eyedrops and ear drops. Do not allow the patient to rub or touch their eyes or ears.

Reglove.

Place the biteguard/airway in the mouth. Inject the dose in 10 pulses at 30 second intervals. Be prepared to use vacuum to clear the mouth in case of vomiting. If any part of the medication is lost to vomiting, repeat the oral protocol at the end of the treatment.

Reglove.

Visualize the urethral opening. Insert the premoistened swab to the length indicated. The diameter and length of the swab has been individually determined. The necessity for god contact with the tissue means that the swab may seem, and feel too large, but this is not so. Repeat with all 10 of the swabs.

Reglove

In a female patient, insert the medicated tampon using The applicator. This is much longer and thicker than a menstrual tampon and must be place so as to reach the cul-de-sac behind the cervix. Again this was designed specifically for this patient, although it may seem too large this is necessary to completely fill the vault and maintain contact with the walls.

Reglove.

Insert the first balloon of a double bardex into the patient’s rectum. Inflate both balloons. Attach the colonic machine and initiate the cleanse cycle. This program must run for the full 15 minutes.

Reglove.

Disconnect the colonic machine, leaving the bardex in place. Reinflate if needed. Attach the drug delivery gun. Pulse 10 doses at 30 second intervals. You may need to use your body weight to restrain the patient.

Reglove.

Wait 30 minutes.

In the female, Remove the tampon. Significant traction may be required.

Deflate and remove the bardex. Manually compress the buttocks for 5 min to allow the sphincter to recove and avoid loss of medication.

Reglove.

The forceps were wedged inside her anus and cranked open, which was the only word that could be used to describe the sound and the way it felt, cranking, tugging her anus painfully open while she tried her hardest to clench around the steel arms prying her little impacted bottom apart. Primrose cried instantly. It was a pain that was felt on both a physical and private level, and she had never felt more little than she did with the latex fingers of strangers gliding around her yawning pink bottom opening, remarking how fat and wide her gape was for such a pretty little girl.

“A big warm gush now, try and be a big brave girl for me.” The doctor made her tummy bloated and horribly full with the red hose dangling down from the rubber bag. “We’ll have all that poo poo stuck in your tummy clear before we give your bum the baby snip.”

“The baby snip?” Primrose whipped her head up. “You promised… you promised if I was a good girl…”

“A few snips deep inside a girl’s bottom isn’t my first choice of treatment but it’s very effective at preventing potty retention. You will go potty as and when your little tummy decides it’s time to evacuate, no matter where you are, what you’re doing, or who you’re with. The mommies and daddies I’ve spoken to who had their girls baby snipped all tell me good things… although your bladder can’t be tamed so easily.” She felt lubricated, latex fingers rub and pinch around her urethral opening. “We’ll insert a foley catheter that drains your wee wee. I’ll sew your first one in so you can’t give it too much of a hard yank while you get used to the sensation of a foreign object stuck up your wee wee parts. Your mommy will remove and administer a new one every few days, assuming control of your proximal urethra.”

“I don’t want that—” Primrose began to thrash before they began sticking her with needles.

Okay, Fox you are without a doubt one of the most Big Brained people on this site. I apologize for the words I’m about to say here,,,,

Sexy plague doctor needs to balance the humors.

It may be the leather gloves and the detachment of humanity with mask and glasses,,,, but

Yes please let me gaslight somebody into thinking that me overstimulating them past their limit on a regular basis is helping them.

That’s why they are so stupid and desperate all the time, don’t they understand?

I’m helping them.

Having to tie them down and just clinically making them cum repeatedly-

Actually wait I just realized mid answering this that this is legitimately just circled back to “curing hysteria”

Okay, well stressed househusbands let’s goooo

Anonymous asked:

Meanest thing to a subby boy would be slow methodical stretching. Sub being laid out on a gynecologist chair, legs held open and naked body barely covered by a thin sheet. His tight pussy slowly being fingered open with no hope of orgasm. Sometimes his examiner will quietly comment about how swollen his clit is, or make note whenever she manages to slip another finger in. Eventually she gets an entire hand inside, now pushing further to tease his cervix. Painfully opened wide and ready for insemenation.

oh my god yes 🤤 bonus points if he’s strapped down and blindfolded! poor baby can feel a lot of uncomfortable sensations but doesn’t know what’s happening, just told he would be examined. but oh dear, why does it feel so cold down there? something is stretching, ah, now it’s hot, he doesn’t know what’s happening! meanwhile they’ve inserted a jumbo speculum, nearly a foot long, deep into his tummy and are pulling it open. he’s whimpering and moaning as they open up his cervix so wide they can clearly see the soft cavern in him, inviting the other doctors to come take a look!

the door clicked open.

“well, alex. you had us all very worried about you there.” the doctor was a large man, barrel chested with forearms the size of tree trunks. his medical uniform seemed to strain at the seams and alex thought he looked far more suited to the military than medicine. there was the sound of a dial being turned and then a faint humming. “we can’t have our best breeder out on his own. it’s so dangerous out there.”

there was the sound of a plastic tubing being extended and the doctor approached the exam table, nozzle in hand. alex swallowed and deliberately looked away, staring at the wall. it was embarrassing how his thighs parted seemingly of their own free will, limited only by how his ankles were bound. it was embarrassing how his dick, already half hard against his flat stomach twitched and his cunt fluttered. this was what he’d been trying to escape and here was his traitorous body, eager to be touched, stroked, fucked.

“let’s get you nice and full, huh?” the doctor cooed, stroking a shaking thigh with one hand and sliding the nozzle snugly into his alex’s pussy with the other. alex couldn’t help the gasp that escaped from him and he squirmed in his bonds.

“I know,” soothed the doctor, stroking alex’s thigh with a warm hand before moving away. there was the sound of a keyboard typing and the nozzle jerked once twice three times within alex. “you must be so empty, huh? how did you manage it out there, all empty and needing?”

the nozzle began to pump hot sticky warmth into alex as he shivered and moaned, hips squirming. gods, it felt so good and the doctor was right - he had been empty. aching and needing, his flat tummy twitching and needing to be filled and bred. when the guards had caught him, he’d nearly been in tears, the ache so bad.

he let out a shaky breath as his small tummy slowly began to puff out. it swelled and bloated with thick warm cum, filling his greedy womb even as alex shook and keened on the table. “n-no,” he moaned. it felt so good and right and he rolled his hips in an attempt to get it deeper, harder, anything. “i d-don’t want it. I don’t-“

his belly was rounding out, a basketball sized swell of taught skin. his cock was stiff and swollen against the underside of it, dripping and smearing his pre all over his bulging tum.

the doctor came closer against and placed one hot hand on top of alex’s belly, lightly rubbing back and forth even as it pulsed and twitched, continuing to fill. “there you are,” he whispered. “that must feel good, huh? so warm and tight. you’re belly’s getting so big and round. so full.” a finger circled his navel, dipping inside every so often. alex jerked and groaned in his bonds, his cock dribbling more.

his belly continued to roll outward, now well beyond what a full term pregnancy would look like. his stomach felt taut and tender and so sensitive. every time the doctor’s hand swept back and forth over his globe of a belly, alex moaned, feeling like someone had licked a warm stripe up his cock.

"I've made an appointment for you at the gynecologist tomorrow," he said to me as he removes my underwear. I immediately tense up as he continues. "I know you think you don't need to go since you can't reproduce anymore, but it's been long enough, and I want to make sure you're healthy. We're going. I'll be with you the whole time, okay? Now be good and let me clean you up before the visit," he explains firmly. He's covered my eyes with a blindfold, like he tends to do when he knows I'm nervous, before laying be down and spreading my legs open.

I try my best to stay still and open as he begins inspecting my vulva and clit for residue. "I want the doctor to know I take good care of you so I'm going to be more meticulous tonight. You're a good boy, I know you can handle it," he says. I can feel him beginning to peel at the residue he's found-- no matter how I try on my own, I can't seem to ever get fully clean. I'm so lucky to have a man who cleans me this way. I do my best to keep still and not flinch as he removes the mess from my delicate entrance. It always hurts a bit when he's removing, but the payoff of feeling freed and clean is worth the discomfort. "I know it hurts, baby. You're doing a good job. Good boy," he murmurs.

The next day he follows through with taking me to the gynecologist. I'm so nervous, afraid, a bit humiliated, even-- I haven't been here since I had everything removed. There's not much reason to go if I have no reproductive organs to inspect. I've told him this many times, but he insists that I need this check up, especially since there aren't many boys with bodies like mine, and I can help with research if I behave. He promises he'll stay with me the whole time and hold my hand.

The pit in my stomach deepens as we go from the waiting room to the exam room. Even more so when I change into the gown. I can't stop staring at the stirrups, knowing that soon my legs will be in them, opening and exposing my boypussy to the doctor. "I know you're nervous baby boy, but I'm so proud of you. Don't worry, I'll handle most of the conversation-- if you need to speak up, just say so, and I'll help you find your voice."

The doctor is another male, I haven't met before. He's familiar with boys like me, which is why my husband selected him for my exam. When it's time for me to put my legs up, I shoot a worried glance at my husband, and he gives me a gentle nod of encouragement, coming up to the back of the table by my head, taking my hand. As my ankles find their place in the stirrups, I feel my vagina open up, exposed to the cold air and clinical fluorescent lights. The doctor moves in with some lube and a tool to help prop open my canal-- this is a full exam after all, and I know he'll want to see back to where my cervix used to be.

I feel the gel of the lube as the doctor's gloved hands try to relax my vagina as clinically as possible. It's cold and uncomfortable, and I squeeze my husband's hand. He squeezes back in reassurance "You're doing great, baby," he whispers. "Pardon my language, but you're extremely tight, more so than most. Try to relax some more if you can," the doctor says gently, trying his best to access my hole for inspection. I try to take some deep breaths, but I'm still tense. My vagina has always been very small and tight; sometimes even my husband has trouble accessing me despite how soaked he makes me.

After a few extra minutes of careful setup and prodding, the speculum has succeeded in opening my canal. I can feel the cold exposing air-- the last time I went to a gynecologist, they couldn't open my vagina, so this is a big deal. "Thanks for your patience, this won't take too long as long as everything looks good! Your clitoris, hood, and labia look really clean and free of any abnormalities, which is a good start," the doctor proclaims. I glance at my husband and his eyes light up with a slight smirk. Of course, it's all thanks to him that I have such a clean and maintained boypussy. The doctor uses his lamps to shine into my vagina, and I know my husband would probably love a good look at the deep, wet innards of my canal, but so far he's kept to his promise of comforting me through this vulnerable appointment.

"So far so good-- pink, healthy looking. No cervix, so no need to look or swab for cervical cancer," the doctor observes, prodding a bit with another tool I'm not sure of-- I'm trying to look at the ceiling and brace myself, biting my lip. "I am concerned at how tight you are, though. Since you aren't able to reproduce, you don't need to worry about widening it in preparation for future births, but it would still be good for you to exercise these muscles. Are you able to have regular intercourse?" He asks. I look to my husband-- I'll let him answer for me.

"Sometimes we can get him open enough, but it usually hurts him-- even if we're both sufficiently aroused. He's more than able to get... lubricated, so that's not the issue," my husband stumbles for polite wording. "I don't want to hurt him when we're copulating. We were hoping you might have some ideas or suggestions," he admits.

"Of course, I understand. This isn't uncommon with boys like this. Many enjoy a 'tight fit', but not to the extent of pain. There are some things that can help..." the doctor trails off as he walks over to a cabinet, leaving my vagina open and exposed to the lamps. He pulls out a set of egg-shaped objects, as well as a short plastic stick. "It may help to buy a set of these," he begins to explain, holding up two of the eggs. "They're not completely hard in shape and can be squished a bit. You can also adjust the air pressure both before and after inserted. If you insert them and then adjust the size, it might help to 'birth' them, to help exercise his vaginal canal. You'd have to clean them after use," he says. My husband nods-- he's always very responsible about cleaning our supplies. The doctor holds up the stick. "This is part of a daily prescription-- you use this to insert a pill vaginally that helps the vagina self-lubricate a bit more successfully, as it would pre-hormone therapy. It wouldn't effect any estrogen levels. They come pre-wrapped, so dispose of each stick after individual use. You can do this yourself, but some people find it easier if their partners help them do it. You would need to penetrate it about four to six inches, then press this button to release the pill."

These both sound really intense and a bit frightening, but I know they would be for my health, my safety, and the improvement of our lovemaking. I must admit, the idea of birthing the eggs for my husband gets me a bit wet on its own. I bet we could have a lot of fun with that, if my boypussy can take it. We agree to the prescription and the birthing supplements. "Can you show me how to insert the pill, doctor? I want to make sure I can help him," my husband asks. I know it's also because he's tempted to see my exposed vagina while I'm caught in the stirrups. He gives my hand a strong squeeze before meeting the doctor at the bottom of the table, peering into my canal. The doctor hands my husband a wrapped dose and he opens it. The doctor verbally guides him as I feel my husband insert the stick into my vagina. I hate to admit it, but it's making me wet-- even in front of the doctor. I'm so embarrassed.

"Yes, that's good, that's far enough. Now press this button to release the capsule," the doctor guides. I hear a button press, but I don't feel the pill. I know it's there, ready for absorb itself into my walls. "When you do this at home, he can be standing, or laying like this is fine, too. Just make sure it's deep enough that it doesn't fall out. This needs to be inserted daily. It may also be a bit harder to get up inside since he won't be opened up like he is now with the speculum." My husband tells me he understands and I nod in agreement.

You’ll be stripped naked during school assembly and restrained to the chair on the stage. Your panties lifted up and shown, filthy creamy stains giggled at, the poo marks gawped at in disbelief. You’ll strain against the straps and sob when the headmistress calls Mr Stilton, the near-ancient school janitor, on stage. There’s a filthy foul mess and he’s the only qualified man for the job.

A new toilet brush will be taken out of the plastic wrapper, a teacher will hold your squirming vulva taut and open from behind, and the other girls will wince and grow ashen as the bristles are forced deep inside your vagina.

“Raw, Mister Stilton.” The headmistress will say with a firm, dulcet tone as she pets your thrashing sobbing head. “Make sure she’s spotless and too sore to itch and soothe herself.”

When the headmistress fetches the sharpened straight razor and takes your eyebrows off with two clean strokes, it happens too fast for you to whip your head away. She grabs you chin and holds you still as your long blonde hair as shorn down to the baby smooth skin in gliding strokes. Mr Stilton scrubbing your filthy little fanny with the toilet brush, Headmistress making your scalp smooth with instantaneous movements, the two of them working in tandem.

The hair is shoved and stuffed inside the diaper you’re secured in, cheeks red and swollen from the tears, vaginal canal swollen and thoroughly scrubbed clean, prepuce all the more itchy and irritated from the hair clippings rubbing your vulva. To add insult to injury, your head is smooth as a baby’s bottom, and the other girls won’t stop pointing and giggling.

Doctor Teddy knows you won’t have any night time accidents because she’s going to scrub you clean from the inside out very, very thoroughly.