the biggest fantasy ive had sincr 12 years old was to get bent over on the examination table and have a finger get forced into my tiny little asshole :(
i’ll whimper and squirm but feel a cold latex glove forcing my arch deeper onto the table

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the biggest fantasy ive had sincr 12 years old was to get bent over on the examination table and have a finger get forced into my tiny little asshole :(
i’ll whimper and squirm but feel a cold latex glove forcing my arch deeper onto the table
Thinking about feeling sore and violated after an invasive exam. Not being able to walk comfortably, being in pain, bleeding from between my legs, being made to lay down for recovery. Perhaps they restrain me while I'm in my hospital bed, too. After all, I've certainly proven myself to be a flight risk. For me, there is no freedom between bed and the table. It's for my own good, even if the process can be taxing on my body.
I really want to be forced down on my tummy pinned under their body weight and fucked relentlessly for a long long long long time and also I want there to be a puddle of drool and tears on the sheets when they’re done with me
why am i not being bent over and railed rn
the idea of trying to crawl away during sex for whatever reason, maybe to grab something, maybe your phone rang, something fell on the other side of the room, idk, and you get yoinked by the waist is so fkfnfmfkfkf to me always
hold me by my hips, pull me down by them, tie me up around my hips and waist, all of it
lets try this again <3
I can’t stop thinking about cockwarming. Like it doesn’t even have to be a person I just need to have something filling me up at all times. I think when I get my own toy I’m not even gonna fuck it, I think I’ll just sit on it and read or something ><
Thoughts on this?
cockwarming is my favourite thing I loooooove just being filled and going about my day :3
hmmm i think i need a puppy who's in need of a vet visit right now. need a physical exam? dont worry, i'll take care of you. all you have to do is schedule your appointment and i'll do all the rest..
"Relax, young man. It's nothing I haven't seen before." The doctor assures his patient with a calm expression. He pats the end of the exam table, looking intently as the somewhat apprehensive boy began to move down.
"Legs up." Dr. Blair instructs, and his patient complies. His legs are tense as they slowly lift into the stirrups. The doctor helps guide his knees into the rests. From there, the white-coated man clicked on a light overhead. It focused right on his vagina. "Unshaven, I see. We'll need to take care of that."
He steps away, to the sink, and begins to wash his hands. Afterwards, Dr. Blair sets out an array of different instruments, including a shaving kit. "Nothing to be a shamed of. I'll have you cleaned up in no time." Before the patient could speak, the doctor took a seat between his legs. He snapped on a pair of white gloves on, the material stretching over his strong hands with a snap. He first coated the other's labia with shaving cream, and lathered it across his mound, and down all the way to his anus.
"Doctor, I--" the patient starts to protest, shifting on the table, but Dr. Blair looks up with a stern expression. "Stop moving. You'll need to be still, or I risk injuring you." He lowers the razor, and carefully begins to shave the patient. He can feel Dr. Blair's steady fingers pull his folds and glide the blade across them. "I'll have you restrained if that happens again. For your safety, you understand." He sounds almost bored, almost certainly detached. His free hand aids his move lower, and lower, swiping passes between his buttocks.
Dr. Blair looked up from his work to question his now freshly shaven patient. He set the razor down in a basin with a soft clink, and then began to wipe the excess shaving cream. "How long have you been on testosterone?" He questions, dragging the stiff paper wipe across his newly exposed flesh. Listening to his patient's answer, he peels off his gloves. "One year. I see... in that case, I'll warn you now, this examination will be fairly invasive. I'll need to take some measurements to make sure you're on-track with development down there."
The doctor put on a new pair of gloves, the snap just as loud as the first time. He sat back down between his patient's legs, one gloved hand resting on his thigh. "Any concerns you'd like to go over? Pain, stiffness or discomfort during urination or intercourse?" He was certainly unabashed when it came to the asking. "How about sensitivity? Have your masturbation habits changed at all?"
Dr. Blair's gloved fingers reached down and parted his labia minora, the cold air rushing to meet his warm skin. He lets out an intrigued hum as his left hand moves up to examine the man's clitoris, while his right hand swipes up a bit of the wetness that'd grown between his legs. The doctor's eyes trailed from his wet fingertips to his patient with a knowing look as he struggled to answer the battery of questions. This one would be spending plenty of time on the table.
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I just want to tie a girl down so she can't squirm away as I slowly bury a speculum deep inside her. I want to watch her face contort in pain and hear her quiet little noises of discomfort as I gradually open it as wide as it can go.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I NEED an exam like this. Gyno exam and a dental exam at the same time. Who’s volunteering? I need two willing docs 😅
The doctor says I need a serious proceedure to retain my mental and physical wellbeing. I arrive in the hospital, and am asked to remove my clothes and put on a gown. The preparation seems intensive. The nurses shave me, monitor me, put me on an IV, and give me an enema while I'm in my hospital room. The doctor arrives after a number of hours. He explains little, but presses upon the urgent nature of my need for exploratory eexamination and treatment. Next, he asks me a number of questions about my sex life, preferences, identity, and my habits regarding masturbation. I answer honestly, shamefully, and the doctor only replies with the fact that what I've told him proves his feelings of urgency right. I need correction. Psychosexual adjustment. I'll be ceasing any unapproved activity, but first, they must examine the extent of the damage. I feel ashamed as I do terrified as the doctor has me transferred into a gurney and shuttled down the hallway. I shoot up in fear as soon as we reach the hallway, but the team of doctors and nurses in the room subdue me. I am stripped of my gown and restrained at the wrist. My legs are lifted into stirrups and strapped down as I feel a needle pierce my skin once again. The drug they'd chosen was only the half of it. More straps go over my body as they fit a mask over my head. If feel horribly exposed in front of these people, and worse, terrified. My mind swims through the haze of sedation as they begin to place drapes over me. My legs, body, and face all partitioned and covered. The only skin of mine showing lies directly between my legs. I try move as the doctor inspects me. They take photos and measurements, sometimes I can feel several fingers on me, making sure to inspect every inch of the outside of my vagina, my clit, and my folds. The occasional prod at my already uncomfortable anus is worse. Im only able to produce a faint groan beneath the mask strapped onto my face as I feel the doctor insert his fingers. They inspect me for what feels like hours, stimulating me, documenting me, and forcing me to orgasm on their gloved hands. They use an ultrasound, probing me, and speculums with a stretch my body can't resist because of the gas forced into my lungs. I groan in pain as I feel them press a steel rod into my cervix, fingers on my clitoris to ease the pain of the procedure. They force me to orgasm with the sound inside, behind my sheet, I weep in pain and humiliation and arousal. I cannot escape this place. Trapped here underneath the bright lights of my undoing. I can only endure it.
i would love some Very Inappropriate touching right now
i really think i was meant to be a puppygirl. im so eager to follow orders its not even funny. Handler says i should put a plug in my tailhole and a pad in my boxers? im doing it zero hesitation, i have to be a good girl. or Handler tells me im not allowed to touch my clit? i havent cum in 2 days, normally i cum twice a day. i just want to serve and please
Sketch of an examination, from memory
im going to see my Handler tomorrow and im so excited!! Handler has been asking me to bring all sorts of things and im terrified of what they have planned, but at the same time i crave Handler’s cock and im so ready to be humiliated and misgendered and have all of my holes stuffed :3