sweet & patient

[sweetndpatient]

back again. 20 he/him medfet account. minors dni.

on & off of tumblr. medkink account. ftm. switch. you can dm me i love sexting.

into : physical exams, inspection / exposure, gyno, restraint, humiliation, praise. i like embarrassment through process. also cnc / coercion.

limits: gore, verbal degradation, misgendering, breeding, long term damage / surgery, inflation / catheterization. also not into petplay or forcemasc. you can still follow if you’re into these things but do not involve me in them. i block liberally & unapologetically. i block misogyny & raceplay accounts, as well as eating disorder blogs.

[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]

torture is all well & good, but i love a doctor who’s acting like they have your best interests at heart. a doctor who plays nice while they take advantage of you. holding your hand, soothing you, telling you there’s no need to be nervous. convincing you that they have to touch you this way, that it’s medically necessary. there’s much more room to feel guilty when you can’t figure out why you’re so scared of them. they’re being so patient with you. why are you being so difficult? why can’t you just let yourself trust them?

[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?"

[ohslenderaphrodite]

something about the detached, clinical aspect of gloved hands during an inspection. not warm human touch but impersonal, black nitrile gloves holding your jaw, prodding at your mouth until your lips open and they can explore the soft give of your cheeks; the meat of your tongue; the warm, wet saliva pooling in your mouth the longer they keep it stretched open for your inspection. and the way that wetness would stay on the gloves so you can feel it dragged against your skin as they go lower, inspecting your chest with the same detached touch, pressing and groping and pinching. the stark contrast of those gloves against your skin as two hands force your legs apart to expose you completely to their examination

[boyworld222220]

oh oh oh. ... mischievous doctor man who slips his fingers in and rubs my tdick during a 'routine checkup' because its important to make sure im growing down there hnnngh

[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.

[moonygrly]

[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?"

[puppyboy-fagg-deactivated202512]

Don’t worry sweet boy, there’s nothing to be afraid of, it’s just a checkup. Hop up on the table for me, yeah? I’m going to guide your legs into the stirrups… Oh you’re getting so red! Let me move up your gown a bit. No need to be embarrassed, I’m a doctor after all. You’re so wet already too… I’ll be sure to add that to your chart. Let me spread it apart and get a good look at your dick. You’ve had so much growth! You have such a nice little nub growing, let me test your erectile response. Aww, does that feel good honey? Here, you can bite on this gauze to stay quiet. This exam is going to be lots of fun….

[probablyalilweird]

anyone else love abdominal palpitations in the freakiest way possible

[sweetndpatient]

sexting with a medical kink… playing telehealth where you ask me tons of intrusive questions and then i follow the virtual doctor’s instructions on how to perform a self exam…

[sweetndpatient]

when i first started t sometimes i would jerk off so many times in one day that my clit would get too sore to touch for a couple days. thinking about going to the doctor for that… not telling what you did, hoping they won’t be able to tell. but of course they say they’ll need to see, and they step out so you can pull off your boxers and jeans, holding a flimsy paper sheet over your thighs. when the doctor comes back in, it’s been just long enough for you to start leaking onto the table below you.

they ask you to lie down and spread your legs. you’re so shy your thighs are trembling. you feel the cold air hit you where you’re wet when they pull the sheet away. they touch around your clit so gently you can feel yourself getting hard again, but you can’t help but flinch when they get a little too close. they apologize each time, asking you to rate the pain on a scale of 1 to 10. you can feel yourself getting more and more aroused, embarrassed because you know they can tell.

they start to touch around your hole, asking if testosterone has been affecting your libido, and you know you’ve been caught. you try to close your legs, but they hold them open, asking you to describe how you masturbate as they keep examining you. you’re blushing so hard as they listen intently, asking follow up questions that get more and more intrusive while they stroke you softly. finally, they tell you it’s just not safe for you to masturbate that way, and it’s probably best you start asking them for help from now on. come in after hours a couple times a week, and they’ll help you orgasm safely. would you like to start now?

[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.

[strongbeats]

Thinking about soft doctors and gentle encounters. They’re genuinely happy to see you, smile brightly as they greet you, and listen so actively when you speak. They always tell you what’s going on, what they’re doing, where their hands will be as they palpate your body. It’s an intense focus they turn onto your body as they flex your joints, test your reflexes, press their fingers into your abdomen. Their hands are sure and warm, nitrile gloved fingers ensuring your health. Their eyes crinkle into a smile as their cold stethoscope presses to your skin and makes you jump, apologizing even though you both laugh. You relax, your heart sings in their ears as they take their time listening. This is both your favorite part. You’re seen. You’re heard. You’re safe.

[meddrj]

[ambroseaphrodisiac]

can’t decide between hot doctor who gropes and comforts me and talks to me so sweetly while tending to my wounds and maybe blushing when I wince in pain, or completely unaffected doctor who calls me it and subject and holds me down gagged to make sure I don’t interfere with his research on my cunt, and frankly couldnt care less about the human attached to it.