my medfet blog

25 year old medfet enthusiast (sub/patient). Would love to chat about it so message me here or on kik (patientshane). I sometimes add captions to picture without them, if this isn't okay with you, just let me know. NSFW, 18+. Check out my other two blogs: transboydoctor and dark-kink.

[fullofmarbles]

a short fantasy

Imagine being sent in to a special clinic, not really knowing what was wrong but knowing your partner was concerned for you.

the doctor asked a few questions before having you sit in a gynecologist chair. It seemed normal but you noticed your pelvis was tilted more then usual, it left all three of your holes exposed.

"I just need you to remove your undergarments before we continue with this." the doctor who was showing you to the exam room said. you did as instructed and soon you were laying with the unnecessarily high fan blowing at your vulva and clitoris.

"we'll start with endoscopies of the bladder and uterus, to check for abnormalities."

you bit back a cry as upu felt a cold tube go through your urethra, youcleched around it and felt the doctor push down with the ultrasound. you regretted how full your bladder was as you felt a squirt come out.

"you may need to be cathetered for this visit if your muscles are that weak." the doctor said, unhelpfully.

the machine inserted into your vaginal canal and with the weirdest pain you'd felt pushed in. the ultrasound pressed more directly on your rock hard bladder and more leaked out.

"I was going to let you be for one accident but two shows a problem with your bladder. possibly inflamation or weak muscles" he added.

a long intimidatingly thick tube was pulled from a nearby cabinet and lubed up. you felt an awful burn and then a pinch as the bladder sphincter was pushed past. the catheter wasn't clamped though. rather it was connected to an IV.

"to test your capacity" he said apologetically and before you know you saw the doctor squeeze the bag and felt fluid rushing into your bladder. you hadn't known you could feel this full and just as you thought the discomfort couldnt get worse the doctor called one of his nurses over to continue the ultrasound.

"you'll need to keep this in for at least a day. your bladder is too used to just releasing which can't be healthy for it."

the doctor pushed more liquid into your bladder and you saw stars. there was still almost half of the bag full.

"please...ugh"

more water was pushed in as soon as you uttered the word please. a third of the bottle seemed left. you squirmed around as you heard the doctor count to three and you felt the worst pressure you'd ever felt in your bladder as the doctor squeased the last of the bag in all at once.

"stand"

you stood, struggling to move without your bladder hurting.

"we have more procedures but for now its time for exercises."

[strongbeats]

Im full of ideas tonight

A fucking machine that is powered by my heartbeat

I’ve got electrodes on my chest that connect ti the motor of a fuck machine, every beat drives the toy deeper in me. The faster my heart goes the harder I get fucked

[probablyalilweird]

The idea of a doctor pushing your hips back down as they insert whatever tool into you and saying "I need you to stay still for me okay?"

[66blood]

ur creepy doctor who loves inspecting ur cunt at every visit😵‍💫 their cold gloves circling and poking yr clit until ur wet…putting fingers cold metal objects in ur cunt while u try not to cum frm ur doctor just “doing their job”

[sweetndpatient]

stirrups have always been so hot to me, especially the ones with braces for your knees. nothing more vulnerable than being held wide open. the overhead lamp illuminating you, warm on your skin. maybe the doctor wants to measure your flexibility too, or they’re just very particular. so they align your legs for you, pulling your knees up and apart one at a time. gloved hands feeling the stretch of your inner thigh as your legs are spread into place. adjusting the angle of the stirrups after, slowly pulling you wider and wider. hospital gown gently pushed to your stomach, doing nothing to cover you. their hands are gentle on your skin. they take their time to look at you. when they move away for a moment to grab the next tool, you’re left with your legs open, just waiting to be touched.

[doctorlarch]

Hi, Doctor. What would you do for a patient with a tight pelvic floor? I’ve started to get wet all the time, but my daddy can’t even get a finger inside me. I’m scared to try dilating on my own, so he said I’d have to visit you. I’m really shy about asking for help for something like this. Do you really have to look at me there to fix it?

I’m afraid I’ll have to do more than look down there to help you, I’m going to have to touch you too. But it’s okay I’ll wear nice soft gloves and I promise I’ll be gentle. There’s a lot we can do for tight little patients like you. Dilation therapy is our most common treatment plan but it’s not our only option. Some patients are too tight to start dilation therapy right away and need to take a quick trip to the OR first, there I can make a quick easy snip or stretch your hymen while you’re asleep and unable to feel it. If your daddy can’t even fit a finger inside of you then I’m afraid the more aggressive treatment options might be necessary. Another option if you’d like to avoid the surgical route would involve pre-treating with muscle relaxers prior to your dilation therapy. These medications can make you feel a little loopy or tired but they help all your muscles relax, including your pelvic floor. This can make the dilation more effective and much less painful for you. Despite which route we go dilation therapy takes a lot of time and commitment, you’d have to come in once or twice a week to have your stretching appointments then at home every night your daddy would have to follow your home stretching program. I will show him how to stretch you and what dilators to use as you progress to bigger and bigger sizes.

I know it may seem scary or feel like a lot, and it is. But I’m sure you can be brave for the Doctor and your daddy.

-Doctor Larch

[nikolai-vile]

[𝖫𝖮𝖦𝖳𝖸𝖯𝖤: 𝖯𝖱𝖮𝖢𝖤𝖣𝖴𝖱𝖤 𝖱𝖤𝖯𝖮𝖱𝖳]

𝖳𝖱𝖨𝖠𝖫 𝖨𝖣: 022-0414-02

𝖲𝖴𝖡𝖩𝖤𝖢𝖳: 𝖭𝗂𝗄𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗂

𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖲: 𝖯𝖱𝖤-𝖳𝖱𝖨𝖠𝖫 𝖡𝖠𝖲𝖤𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖤 𝖤𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖡𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖧𝖤𝖣

𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖤𝖥 𝖤𝖷𝖠𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖤𝖱: 𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝗅 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑

𝖢𝖫𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖠𝖭𝖢𝖤: 𝖳𝖮𝖯 𝖲𝖤𝖢𝖱𝖤𝖳

[𝖯𝖧𝖸𝖲𝖨𝖢𝖠𝖫 𝖤𝖷𝖠𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭 𝖣𝖠𝖳𝖠]

𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇-𝖿𝖺𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅-𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒; 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾-𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆. 𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗒𝗌𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗎𝗅𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾.

𝖵𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗌:

𝖧𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍: 5'2"

𝖶𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍: 230 𝗅𝖻𝗌

𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖱𝖺𝗍𝖾: 98 𝖡𝖯𝖬 (𝖳𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗒𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖼; 𝗌𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆)

𝖡𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾: 132/85 𝗆𝗆𝖧𝗀

𝖱𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: 18 𝖡𝗋𝖯𝖬 (𝖢𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍-𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗍, 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐)

𝖳𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾: 98.6°𝖥

𝖤𝗇𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖯𝗋𝗈𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾: 𝖡𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗑𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖳𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖠𝖻𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 85𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅𝖾.

𝖨𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖠𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 (𝖡𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗌): 𝖬𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿-𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗎𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝖻𝗈𝗐𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗌 "𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗌" 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗌𝗒𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌.

𝖬𝗎𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗄𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖮𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: 𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗑𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗒𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖤𝗁𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗌-𝖣𝖺𝗇𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖲𝗒𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖾 (𝖤𝖣𝖲) 𝗏𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗀𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗈𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗌.

𝖲𝗎𝗋𝗀𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖬𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝖨𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗓𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗀𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇’𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗆𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗌 "𝗋𝖺𝗐" 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾.

[𝖡𝖫𝖮𝖮𝖣𝖶𝖮𝖱𝖪_𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖴𝖫𝖳𝖲: 𝖯𝖠𝖭𝖤𝖫-022]

𝖧𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗈𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗍: 𝖲𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 (𝖢𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖳𝖱𝖳).

𝖢𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗅: 28.4 𝗆𝖼𝗀/𝖽𝖫 (𝖢𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇).

𝖲𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖳𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾: 𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾. 𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖦𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖾-3 𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗌.

[𝖮𝖡𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖵𝖤𝖱_𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖤𝖲: 𝖯𝖲𝖸𝖢𝖧𝖮𝖫𝖮𝖦𝖨𝖢𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖤]

𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: 𝖲𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖽𝖺𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗅. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑.

𝖭𝖾𝗎𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾: 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗀𝗇𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖠𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖯𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖣𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗏𝗂𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗐𝗇'𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖾.

𝖬𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁 𝖯𝗋𝗈𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾: 𝖧𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖡𝖯𝖣 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖦𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖠𝗇𝗑𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝗒𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖡𝖯𝖣-𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 "𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇."

[𝖯𝖲𝖸𝖢𝖧𝖮𝖫𝖮𝖦𝖨𝖢𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖲𝖮𝖱 𝖯𝖱𝖮𝖳𝖮𝖢𝖮𝖫: 𝖯𝖧𝖠𝖲𝖤 0]

𝖣𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾: 𝖨𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗁𝗂𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍’𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌. 𝖠𝗇𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗇-𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽.

𝖮𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖦𝗈𝖺𝗅: 𝖶𝖾𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒’𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾.

𝖬𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝖲𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖿𝖿 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗁𝗒𝗉𝖾𝗋-𝗏𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌.

[𝖣𝖨𝖱𝖤𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖵𝖤: 𝖨𝖬𝖬𝖤𝖣𝖨𝖠𝖳𝖤 𝖠𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭] 𝖲𝖤𝖭𝖲𝖮𝖱𝖸 𝖣𝖤𝖯𝖱𝖨𝖵𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭 & 𝖨𝖲𝖮𝖫𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭:

𝖴𝗇𝗂𝗍-𝖭022 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗀𝗈 24 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍-𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽-𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍.

𝖮𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾: "𝖯𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇." 𝖡𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗉𝗎𝗍, 𝗐𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗀𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗎𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗅.

𝖲𝗎𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾: 𝖬𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗋 24/7 𝗏𝗂𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗂𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗌. 𝖫𝗈𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿-𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗌𝗒𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 "𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀."

𝖢𝖮𝖫𝖫𝖤𝖠𝖦𝖴𝖤 𝖱𝖤𝖵𝖨𝖤𝖶:

𝖣𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗈𝗑 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗀𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼 "𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍" 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝖽𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 24-𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌.

𝖲𝖴𝖱𝖦𝖨𝖢𝖠𝖫 𝖯𝖱𝖤𝖯: 𝖲𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽𝗎𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖳-𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗌 24 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌. 𝖤𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖤𝖣𝖲-𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗉𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗌.

[𝖲𝖸𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖬 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖭𝖣𝖡𝖸… 𝖣𝖠𝖳𝖠 𝖠𝖱𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖵𝖤𝖣 𝖡𝖸 𝖣𝖱. 𝖬𝖠𝖣𝖣𝖮𝖷]

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Restraints are simply a part of our protocol. You could hurt yourself or a member of our staff in an attempt to escape while on bed rest. That's reason enough to have you secured. The sooner that you accept you have no choice in the matter, the better.

[nosoc0mial]

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.

[iatrogenical]

DILATION THERAPY.

Patients that experience too much pain and tension during an exam are made to undergo dilation therapy.

Once a week, I schedule the patient to visit my office. They are asked to disrobe and placed in my examination chair. Typically there are restraints attached to my patient's arms and legs to prevent any reaction to the treatment. From there, the patient is shaven, lubricated, and visually inspected. If all is well, I may then begin with our weekly proceedure.

Starting from a small dilator, I insert the instrument into the patient, making sure to slide it as far as their vaginal canal will allow. I stimulate the clitoris during the therapy, as I find it helps the patient to relax their muscles. Once I am satisfied with my patient's response to the dilator, I allow them to orgasm to help reinforce their response to dilation and overall insertion.

Over the weeks that this therapy goes on, the patient at times may experience pain or discomfort as I gradually replace the dilators with bigger sizes. They are not being stretched beyond their means. Of course, it is just that some cases are bound to be painful and difficult. Vaginismus, I find, can take years of office visits for dilation therapy. Extended inpatient stays for such are common as well.

[medfetlover]

I desperately need this kind of therapy and treatment.

[insertionette]

[nosoc0mial]

Thinking about being strapped to an exam table and left there. Stuck with legs in the stirrups, just open, and waiting for ten, fifteen, twenty minutes, maybe even an hour. Nervously watching the door, trying to shift or move in the restraints as lithotomy position grows more and more uncomfortable. The doctor will simply be there when it's my turn, and I can't be surprised that the hospital of all places is busy.

[prettytubedandwired]

ever thought what if the equipment in sleep studies was used to conduct sexual monitoring?

maybe you were experiencing different difficulties while in bed, so you contacted a sex therapist to try and see whats wrong.

you were called into the neurology ward of the hospital, your partner asked to stay out of the room while they wired you up.

first an eeg. your scalp and face covered in tiny electrodes glued down. then two ecg wires and a couple belts across your bare chest to monitor your heart. then a pulse oxymeter and two more electrodes on each leg. finally, a nasal cannula and a wire with little prongs going also inside your nose, both secured to your cheeks with tape.

then your partner is asked to get into the room, naked as well. you are both told youll be getting recorded by a camera the doctors will use to study your case after, then asked to begin.

your partner touches you sofly, trying to ignore the wires, kissing you, minding the wires and tube on your face, while you beging to rock your hips, moaning. you know you are being watched, but it somehow excites you more…

[ambroseaphrodisiac]

being cared for but in a medical setting. having my hair washed by gentle hands in a basin, while im strapped down. being stripped and wiped down, forced to expose my self to be touched all over by the hands of strangers. certain areas of my body getting shaved or marked for later examination. getting dressed in one of those thin medical gowns, getting a faint pat on the shoulder whenever i sob or wince.

a distinctly kind but completely detatched care, looking after me only to ensure my validity as a subject.

[nosoc0mial]

EXTREMELY specific take but i have this fantasy about medfet in a military setting that makes me absolutely crazy. Ik this is freaky but Hear me out chat. The idea of routine inspections? Resistance training? Maybe a little mindbreak in there? Whether that's being a new recruit who has to do what command and therefore the doctor tells me to? Oh god, or being a captive/pow/whatever? Trapped, interrogated, perhaps experimented on? Perhaps traditional methods of interrogation don't work, so they have to resort to enhanced interrogation.

[nosoc0mial]

This again.

[amberlightly]

You're spread out on the gyno chair, your legs fixed in stirrups. Doctor pulls on the gloves and slides two fingers inside your pussy. You clench up involuntarily, but doctor ignores it and keeps massaging you, until you're wet and open, tells you in a cold voice to relax as they slide cold iron instrument inside of you that opens up your hole

Doctor inserts an elongated tool, that starts pulsing deep inside of you, what do you do?...

[nosoc0mial]

Routine inspections. Uncomfortable and lengthy, once a week. The doctor makes me strip naked for him every time, and it's freezing in his office. He inspects my breasts, my abdomen, my skin. Comments on my weight and posture before pulling my legs into stirrups. From there, it's a pelvic exam. The leather restraints go around my wrists and thighs. It goes like this every time. I wish he would stop, but he's not going to. He probes me, inserts a speculum, measures me, all while I can't move away. The doctor's gloved fingers slide again and rub my clitoris. I struggle, and he calmly notes how I'm responding to him. By the end of the examination I'm forced to orgasm by his hand. The doctor frees me from the table, and hands me a wipe to clean myself up with, as I've been left dripping wet. He tells me he'll see me next week at the same time. I know I have to keep coming back, and I will. Until he says that I'm cured.