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SISSY KIM’S EXAM

A growing subset of a subset of young men in Korea had decided instead of sulking at home in their sexless existence was the flipped the roles and become sissies for men who needed them most. Networking, and getting together to fulfill their most intimate needs and wants that woman wouldn’t do for them . Kim Ill He was one of them deprived of intimacy aside from his own hand and decided to become a full-time sissy slave for his master and best friend Park Ka Yook who also had a similar lousy and unfulfilling sex life until they met . Both being friends prior and having little success in the ways of intimacy or sex Kim elected to become a sissies slave for his friend turned master. After getting the appropriate documents changed and transferred and updating his personhood status to being property of Park he was his and only his now. He was property now owned to be fucked . Kim would subject himself to many plastic surgeries and procedures to best align with his new sissy life with Park . From Facial Feminization Surgery , to Breast and Butt Augmentation he would be the sissy he dreamt of . Most recently Kim had underwent a Vaginoplasty in Thailand and after healing up and before allowing her master to break her in , she visited her local sissy clinic to be examined make sure she was fit for him . Arriving there in the morning she made her way to the examination room answering a range of questions before mounting on the chair . When the doctor arrived she introduced herself as Dr Sue before sitting down and cleaning her hands putting on gloves. Telling Kim to relax and let her examine . Dr. Sue would carefully examine Kim‘s new neovagina appraising its quality and asking routine questions . Once she was satisfied she would begin inserting hands slowly, but surely increasing the digits Kim would moan with delight as the doctor continued to examined further in . After insertion was verified the doctor moved onto stimulation . Taking her clinic dilator and pressing it in and out faster and faster after each successive trust speeding up and even inserted one of her fingers into Kim’s anus to stimulate her further. Kim moaned with delight until she finally sissily orgasmed both ways . Satisfied Dr. Sue gave him a clean bill of health and discharged her after cleaning her off. Later that evening after dinner Park would have his way and Kim and would love it and both would find new found pleasure as master and sissy together forever.

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I was due for an oral check-up, but since my previous dentist was retired, I was informed by a friend of mine, Dave, to visit his. I had him set up an appointment, but he did not mention that was for me. As I entered the office, a gorgeous 5'7' black hair, green eye nurse, greeted me behind her desk while wearing her white lab coat and underneath a total black dress. She suggested sitting in the waiting area while I filled out the required paperwork. As I sat, I had the chance to see her long

latex boots covering her tall legs, which made focusing on the writing even more difficult. At some point I think she noticed how I was admiring her and she giggled while watching me. After I finished with the paperwork, I went to give it back to the nurse. Out of the blue she asked me what my relationship with Dave and she giggled again. I responded that we were best friends since high-school so she was more reluctant and she told me

-"Oh lovely, so you know each other really well, are you like him?". Since he was my best friend I deemed that the appropriate answer was

-"Yes of course we are doing the same things all the time"

-Awesome then let's get you preped since the dentist is going to finish in around 10 minutes

-OK sure,

She then guided me to the back where the examination rooms were. She went first in the room and opened the lights. It was a typical dental office room where in the middle there was a 90's dental chair all the way flat the nurse told me that since in my history I mentioned that I had a fever in the week they have to ensure that I am healthy enough and not a contagion risk.

She instructed me to sit on the chair and she went on the counter to get a stethoscope. She told me to remove my shirt so as to listen. The usual breathe in and out procedure and then she ordered me to lower my pants.

-Wow what's that for??

Its the normal procedure for patient's that were ill recently to take their temperature.

So why to lower my pants then?

Because I am going to have to take it rectally, this is the only accurate way

Said while she giggled. She didn't allow any chance of negotiations so I did as I was instructed but of course I took my time. In the meanwhile, she had turned her back to me and she was preparing her tools on the counter next to the chair, the tools that I couldn't see. While I was undressing I noticed that she made my cock a little hard, and before I even think how to cover it up, she turned and looked at me, while she grabbed a pair of extra small black latex gloves from the counter. This was the final nail, I felt a huge rush on my cock while she looked at it and said:

-Ohh don't worry honey, it happens to many patients , said while she pulled the gloves tight and released them with a snap.

I felt so embarrassed that I didn't even dare to look her in the face.

-Let's get started, the dentist will be done any minute now and since she thought the appointment was for Dave, you are the last patient of the day.

Her tone suddenly became more firm and strict

-Get on hands and knees and face to the mirror in front!!

I did as I was instructed at once and then she went behind me and she slowly squirted some lube on her fingers and played with it only with her two fingers slowly and steady while she had a sadistic face that I could see in the mirror

-I am gonna lube you up a bit to make it go easier said and with the other hand focused the dental lamp on my butt and raised the chair to her waist.

Then the most embarrassing moment, or so I thought, came she just plummeted her finger deep inside me and began moving it in and out in a sensual, yet vigorous way.

-Yep, I can now see that you and Dave are the same, awesome, the dentist will appreciate that.

That was a strange comment to make but it took my mind away for a moment, while she put a second finger up my ass and that thought completely disrupted. Before I knew it she began fingering my prostate which made me almost go blind from pleasure. Up to that I haven't done anything more that regular missionary sex and yet I was on all fours in a dental chair with a lamp on my butt and a gorgeous nurse fingering my prostate and I was delirious from pleasure. Just at this moment the door slammed open and a 40 year old busty dentist with glasses rushed in and said

-Ohhh you are getting him ready for my part, hahahah and then she froze,

I thought Dave had the appointment, I am sorry!!!

Don't worry miss said the nurse this is Mike, Dave's best friend they are one of the same as you can see and they both laughed so hard. He had fever the previous week so I had to check him

As I can see you are doing a really good job at it, hahahaha

Both laughed so sadistically that made me worry what I have got my self into and then as I was about to say something a slap came from the dentist to my butt cheeks that I could feel my entire body sheering, which made me unable to answer.

As I expected said the dentist, just like Dave, I am gonna wait for your dental check-up inside, but if the nurse thinks that other part's of you need checking to, then we will fix that also.

And she went away.

The nurse who for the whole time continuing fingering my prostate just popped her fingers out and put the thermometer in me. She came to my face and said, "and I will assist her honey!!" That felt so good but yet so different to me, but I didn't dare to respond. She then discarded her gloves to the trash and was waiting beside me.

-Well well well what do we have hear?? She said while she wiped the pre-cum from my cockhead. You like being fingered by women in the ass??? Or maybe is the gloves that turn you on you pervert?? I suppose both things for you should be a turn on, then we will have so much fun when the dentist learns about it. So you stay hear and you dear drop the thermometer from your butt, there will be consequences and she left the room.

I was waiting for her, trying not to drop the thermometer while holding my position and suddenly the nurse entered the room with a set of leather cuffs. This is for our and your safety and she placed them on me. She grabbed a pair of black gloves and got the thermometer out, such a relief not to drop it, but then immediately while she was reading it, she put a finger and started fingering me again.

-Well you seem healthy enough for what we have prepared for you, hahahah, but it seems that the gloves create you a boner. Enjoy it because the rest of the pleasure will be only for me and the dentist. At this moment, she inserted a suppository and told me to hold it for 5 minutes, and she went away while I had to stay again in that position. She came back and told me to go to the bathroom, Then, she picked me up to go in the other dental room where the dentist would do the procedures in me. I was totally naked and the nurse was guiding me with her gloved hand grabbing me from my cock.

As we entered the room a futuristic minimal modern chair along with mirrors on the walls was setting the scenery. As the nurse dragged me from my cock and nearing the chair I noticed two metal trays ready and covered on the counter next to the chair.

Sit here love, and will get you comfy.

She placed me on the chair and with a snap she put the cuffs in position locking my hands in place next to my body and then a lap belt secured my chest and then she left the room. Fixed in place in an upright position I began looking around the space, which apart from the restraints was a totally normal modern dentist room.

At this moment the dentist along with the nurse came in

Well Well Well!, the dentist said

I hear that you had a lot of fun with nurse in the next room, but in here we will have even more, for us at least, you shouldn't have told us you are the same with Dave as he has very particular appointments and now we are prepared for that I think though that you might enjoyed them too either way there is no change. Who knows maybe you are the same after all, both laughed so hard and sadistically.

We will take great care of your ... teeth and the rest of you, the nurse said giggling

Of course, shall we get started then, suggested the dentist, while both of them went and grabbed a pair of extra tight white latex gloves. Not surprised that they wore them with a snap.

The nurse went on the counter and began preparing the first tray while the dentist came close to me put the chair on a flat position and raised it very high to work on me while she was standing. She began touching me from head to toe and this of course made my cock just hard.

Ohh great we might not need the lube after all, hahaha.

Just then the nurse put the tray on the dental chair, it was all the normal staff that you find in an oral checkup, pick, mirror, tweezer, explorer and various probes. She flicked the light and point it at my cock, then before I could talk she tried to push in a thermometer down my hole which made me squirm because I hadn't noticed that on the tray and came as a surprise/

Hmmm maybe not yet!, said the dentist and the nurse immediately took the syringe and but it inside my cock while squirting water.

Maybe now will fit said the nurse

Let's see otherwise we have lots of work to do in order to get him where we need for the grand finale, both laughed.

I was so nervous at the moment, I never had anything in my bum before, let alone something inside my cock. I was so nervous that I couldn't move and two ladies I just met, were putting a probe down my cock, but at the same time I was feeling my veins down there working overtime and ready to burst from excitement. I was the horniest I have ever been, period.

The nurse got my peehole wet enough and the dentist just put the thermometer with little pressure all the way in. I felt it tingling my prostate but the feeling was so different from the stretching I couldn't get pleasure yet. After 2 minutes the dentist got it out

Just fine, you can adapt pretty easily, good for you. Lets start working on your teeth now. Said as both discarded their gloves and got new ones. The nurse came and lowered the chair put her mask on and until then I couldn't see the dentist which was behind me. She sat on her chair and then I was sitting in between her legs. I could literally smell how wet she was after all this and we were just starting. The nurse sat on a chair on the left and after she passed the mirror and explorer the dentist adjusted the light and the nurse started touching my nipples. That's what they call lust and pain.

She began exploring my mouth, teeth by teeth taking her time and of course not being the most delicate, for sure on purpose, in the meantime the nurse was changing between twisting and just touching my nipples which was driving me crazy. All I could see was the dentist looking in my mouth in a glare from all the lights and although I was so horny I was feeling my boner to go down. This is when I felt a slap on my cock from the nurse who she left my nipples alone and began squishing it both the cock and balls until it got hard again, not that there was another option.

That's a surprise said the dentist, No cavities, and stroked my cheek, you are such a good boy, We always have a surprise for the good boys, you earned it. Just then the nurse gave my cock a couple of strokes but without lube and with the gloves it was so painful but yet made me even hornier.

Now the nurse will do a little bit of scaling and I will begin to explore the state of your cock, then they swapped places and changed their gloves once again. The nurse put her shield on and got the ultrasonic scalar. The dentist reveled the second tray which because I was laying so flat I couldn't see what was on. She grabbed a metal rod, at this moment I knew where this was going. She squirted some gel on it from and put it just in my peehole, slid it in and then it was the most interesting feeling of coldness, pain from stretching and pleasure altogether all the way in as it was gliding down my shaft. Just before it reached my prostate again she drew it back and began fucking my cock. I was feeling that I would cum in seconds.

Just then she got it out and looked at the nurse's work in my mouth, she gave her the all good and grabbed a bigger sound and continued fucking my urethra in and out streching it and most definitely enjoying it.

After almost 10 minutes of these heavenly feelings the nurse just finished scaling and she cleaned her shield from all the spit blood and water, removed my bib and both removed their gloves.

You know we are not done scaling, right? asked the nurse and just then the dentist pointed the light on my cock. I didn't know what to expect

The thought of what else could be scaled just send shievers down my naked back. But still my cock was rock hard. After a very brief break, the two ladies stood up and brought the dental chair again to the upright position and they were looking at me from head to toe like admiring their work. With a very quick move the dentist put on a black nitrile glove from the counter and forced her fingers inside my mouth single hand for just a quick look, instantly the nurse just moved the light now blinding me but pointing towards my mouth. She forced her long slender fingers inside my mouth stretching my cheeks, gliding the tips on my teeth, and checking the results of the cleaning that the nurse has done.

Oh you did amazing job, I am sure you will do even better at his cock now, said to the nurse and patted her butt playfully.

With just a flick got her fingers off my mouth and discarded her black nitrile glove. Then she just grabbed by the dental light and came so close to my face that my cock was just juddering from wanting to burst from all the blood that was pumping inside of it like never before.

You did awesome Mike indeed you and Dave are so alike, but I think I prefer you a little bit more, you don't resist that much, making it less playful, but I love playing with good boys better you know taking away their innocence it quite a feeling. She was whispering looking directly in my eyes, more like looking with her piercing gorgeous green eyes inside my soul.

The nurse who was just standing on the left, just gave my cock a couple of strokes with her bear hands, as the dentist was talking to me but not even that could make me lose my focus on the dominating dentist being so close to me and whispering.

Now! For the next part is very important to keep your penis extremely hard as me and the nurse we have to do lots of very delicate work and as we examine it thoroughly with the dental tools we would not want it to suddenly move would we?, they both giggled and just twisted the light towards my fully erect cock, like an actor coming into stage.

Without time to spare the nurse flicked the switches and in seconds I was again lying flat. They both grabbed a pair of extra tight white latex gloves and sat across each other focusing on my cock. The dentist brought the dental tray closer to her and grabbed the dental probe. She touched it at my pee hole opening with a delicate touch and just gave it a little scratch.

The feel of the tiny metal pick was just enough to send me juddering and moving and it was when the dentist looked at me with some much authoritarianism that I knew I can't move an inch again, or I am in some serious trouble. She didn't even had to say a word, her look was just enough.

With them examining my cock so thoroughly, the dentist took another probe and began putting it at the top of my urethra stretching in from both sides, at the same time the nurse took the air syringe instrument and began spraying water and air into the urethra. With a swift move the nurse left the syringe tool and got up. She came back with an urethral sound that was of variable opening size more like a nasal speculum. Before sitting again at her chair she stood just on top of me so I can see her and began lubricating it meticulously while I was lying there flat and helpless and the dentist was probing my urethra with the dental picks.

You know me so well, said the dentist just leaving her focus for a second from my cock to look at the nurse.

I love that we haven't had the chance to use this one before said the nurse still lubricating it while being on top of me and looking at me.

The nurse just gave me a sadistic look and passed the sound to the dentist while she handed her the dental probes. The dentist then just looked me in the eyes and began circling the sound on the head of my cock which was explosively hard still. I had lost track of time but felt like an eternity until she placed it in my urethra and pushed it through.

The sound went deeper and deeper I thought there was not an ending to it, felt like it was 2 miles long and then the sensation of gliding through my prostate came which just threw me off balance.

You know Mike is so important to stretch your urethra properly not only for the sperm samples that you have to provide but also for all the procedures we have to do next. I don't think you don't want to give us the best results. Said the dentist and looked in a grim look the nurse who began laughing with an evil smile.

No, no mam, I responded and the words felt like I forgot how to talk.

I love how obedient he is, said the nurse and grabbed the base of my shaft with her gloved lubricated hand and gave it a good squeez while the sound was resisting her hand the other way as it was so hard inside me, while her other gloved hand patted my cheeks. They both agreed and went back their focus on my cock which was shining from the dental lamp.

The dentist began twisting the screw and new waves of pleasure and pain were reached, while the sound was opening inside of me in a rate that I thought my cock would rip apart any second. Twist after twist there was a never ending sensation of an urge to cum that it made my mind almost blank.

As soon as the sound opened my urethra about the size of their pinky finger and I was feeling like this is the maximum that it can be widened, the nurse grabbed the dental probe from the tray and began again pinching the edges of my cock and my urethra causing huge pain as it was stretched so wide from the sound and so sensitive. When she realized what pain can she inflict she became more violent and began thrashing it in an out, in the meanwhile the dentist had let the sound settle while gently was stroking my cock with her dry latex gloved hand, her other hand was pintching and twisting my nipples in a sensitive yet dominating way. They both seemed to love this so much with a constant smile being on their thick red lips. The were just proud of their work.

The dentist did not lost any time she began widening the sound even more and as my shaft was thrombin and the veins were excruciatingly full she seemed to enjoyed even more as her smile was now to totally visible, I could tell she was so wet too.

I began moaning from all the pain from the dentist stretching my urethra to the size of a tooth brush, the nurse probing with the dental pick inside my cock head and my flesh, and the moaning turned into hum and humming turned into screaming. Without hesitation the nurse stopped putting the probe on my cock and thrusted a finger without lube up my ass to hurt me and make me stop screaming. I yanked from all the continuous pain but this is when everything stopped. Both of them stopped torturing me and they were looking me with a very strict frozen look. I knew they weren't happy at all.

What did I say about good boys, do you want me to gag you? said the dentist with such authority that did not allowed for anything other 'please no mam' to be the answer.

Without realizing from the pain of the dry finger up my ass the dentist was grabbing and twisting my balls and when she released them the pain was huge, I didn't dare say a word though.

Nurse I think we are quite light on him said the dentist, maybe we should turn it up a notch and show this boy what real pain means.

I am on it miss, responded the black haired nurse with just glancing for a single moment inside my eyes.

Meanwhile the dentist has opened up my peehole for more than a finger to fit. Instantly she removed the sound let it on the tray and grabbed a dental mirror. I thought this was the end of my cock torture and now she would begin tormenting my mouth once again.

Do you know what this is, asked me

A dental mirror? I hesitantly responded

This goes down your cock, said and before she finished her last word this was already halfway down my penis.

Immense pain from the rough edges and ribs the mirror had for extra grip in the saliva covered mouth immersed sending shievers down all my body. The nurse came back instantly in my field of view as soon as I started screaming from the pain, she placed a Jennings gag on my mouth while I was screaming and began both of them to laugh so hard.

The dentist began violently to probing my penis harder deeper and faster with each thrust and this is when I started to beg her to stop.

Please please stop I beg you Miss it hurts so much and some blood came out on the dental mirror as she withdrew it from my urethra.

Hahaha I thought you were brave but I am might have been wrong, anyways this does not satisfy my enough, fucking your cock with the dental mirror

As my mouth now was fully open and at her disposal she swiftly changed her gloves to fresh ones and plunged them on my fully wide open from the gag mouth taking as much saliva as possible. I though at this point her caring side came up and I just had relaxed a tad bit.

It was then when the nurse put her gloved hands on my mouth and I was overtaken from the smell of latex and the aromas coming from her pussy which was inches away as she was standing behind me and I was there lying fully flat. Suddenly I see the dentist nodding, the nurse smothered me with her gloved hands and the dentist plunged her pinky finger inside my cock and began fucking me.

I started screaming but all the screams were just smothered from the nurses hands, while I thought that the pain would be unimaginable, somehow while the dentist fucking my urethra edged me closer and closer. When the nurse released me for a split second to catch my breath I managed to shout I am cumming and suddenly then dentist got her finger out, ungloved at an instance grabbed my face and said.

-You will cum when I say you will and slaped my cock so hard that in combination with the previous treatments it was like being hit on the balls. The nurse released my mouth and now I could catch my breath for a second at least.

They both stood up and discarded their gloves.

-I think he needs to learn his position said the dentist while looking at me in such a demeaning way.

I was feeling embarrassed even though they were the ones tormenting me, the inner slave of me just couldn't take not meeting their expectations.

Meanwhile the nurse brought the chair to the upright position and the dentist just left the room for a second. Without talking the nurse began preparing the high speed drill with a burr and brought out a blindfold.

-What is this? I asked hesitantly

-This is the high speed drill, she said this is what we use to drill the enamel of the teeth

-But the dentist said I had no cavities

-Hahaha indeed you didn't, she responded while laughing sadisticly.

As soon as I began started thinking of what possibly can come. The stern voice of the dentist filled the room, where she had just returned and seemed to have chilled down a little bit.

-So let's see what we should do to improve that beautiful mouth of yours said and cranked the Jennings gag to the max.

I was feeling torn apart but of course I said nothing. She flicked the light open pointing on my mouth turned to the nurse

-I think we can make these two front incisors a little bit flatter at the bottom will improve biting and eating.

-Indeed they are a little bit pointy perfect I will get the injection.

Before I could wrap around my head of what was about to happen, in the blur of the light blasting on my eyes and mouth I saw the needle coming directly for my mouth, the dentist not even flinched, she plunged the needle in my gums three times while holding my cheek with her latex gloved fingers and tried to comfort me. I didn't say a word, I just didn't want to make things worse, I saw her anger when I protested before.

-You see, you can be such a good boy when you wanted now, I need to do one more injection, the nurse passed another syringe to the dentist. While my mouth began numbing up she tested the new injection squirting some of the fluid on the air.

She looked me deep in the eyes and while I was expecting the needle to come towards my face suddenly she pointed towards my cock and plunged it gently on to my cock head.

My eyes widened like a cartoon I couldn't believe what she has done to me but when I tried to scream from the pain no voice was coming out of me. I tried again with the same results. The dentist which was injecting my cock head without even looking at me said

-Oh I forgot to tell you the Novocain had a little something extra that made your vocal cords not functioning for the amount of time that the anesthesia takes to wear off.

They both laughed so hard at this point and I felt so horny even though I had a needle on my penis and a dentist injecting god know what on it. She gave me a pat on my balls as she withdrew the needle.

-No that you will be a good boy as you don't have a choice I suggest you relax and enjoy next bit. I am sure we will and she looked the nurse.

The nurse all this time was standing next to me and admiring her bosses sadistical spree, then grabbed a pair of masks from the counter and passed one to the dentist and the other she used it for her self.

As soon as they put their masks on my cock was in so much pain and now was feeling just more relaxed began hardening at a blistering pace. They both noticed it immediately.

It is like wanting more more doctor, said the nurse and both of them burst laughing

Let's see in a few seconds if this will be the case, blindfold him now nurse.

The nurse placed the blindfold on my eyes instantly I started screaming but again nothing came out. The true agony had just began, or so I thought.

The sound of the high speed drill coming live heard on the room. There was no other sound in the world that can make any man crying so fast as this one and yet I had no voice to say it. My mouth and cock were so numb but still I could feel all the moves I was just not feeling the pain which threw me in a pit of agony and anxiety. All I could do is hear them and stay as still as possible. As the drill came closer and closer to my mouth my fear kept growing and growing but as soon as the drilling started and the suction (which tasted like metal, particularly odd, but might have been my idea) was placed and held I assume from the nurse started things were not half bad so I relaxed my self as much as I could

-Now isn't he a cuttie that he can't talk said the nurse while the dentist was drilling my teeth. The dentist did not respond

What felt like an eternity I could feel slight pressure on my mouth from the drill with small pauses in between. They weren't talking too much as I suppose the dentist was focusing on drilling.

At some point the dentist stopped and assumed that she was done drilling. I felt the drill being left on the tray but the suction still in my mouth.

-Come the other way so as to have a better grip. I want him firmly steady for the next procedure said the dentist to the nurse

Without having any time to react (not that I could in any way) I felt a strong grip on the base of my cock grabbing it and holding it as it was rock hard.

-Take the suction we don't want it to get messy, not yet at least

Said the dentist and began a cruel laughter, Then the dreaded sound filled the room again, this of the high speed drill. I was confused I could hear it work but yet it was not coming close to my mouth.

Then I blurred I realized that the drill is not coming in my mouth but is going to be used on my cock I froze I couldn't wrap my head around that thought. The thought of the dentist drilling the flesh of my cock while the nurse was holding my shaft for her to find the cruelly torture me.

In my mind I did the only thing that I could, I screamed from the top of my lungs but no voice came out nothing at all. Feeling at their mercy so helpless so vandalized I began crying thinking that my cock is done is destroyed and the would be excruciating afterwards.

I lost track of time I could not understand for how long this was happening all I knew was that I was numb and I could only feel some pressure. But wait, while I was crying my cock was rock hard and somehow I felt very horny almost ready to cum, what the fuck is wrong with me I thought, feeling horny while these ladies are doing unimaginable torments to you that will scar you for life

Suddenly and without anything stopping the dentist removed my blindfold. The light dazzled me so hard I could not see for a brief moment and in the next few seconds as soon as I adjusted to the light I saw both of them being on my cock. Out of the blue and in milliseconds I had the most intense orgasm of my life I could not even look at my cock everything around me went black for a second. In a matter of seconds I went from terrified to blinded from the lights and again blind shaking my entire body against the restraints.

At this time and for a few minutes everything around me was slowed down like the matrix, it took me some time to come back. Both the dentist and the nurse were masked and removing their gloves but I could see them laughing. The nurse had some drops of cum on her mask and their gloves were not bloody at all but covered in lubricant and sperm. The drill was left on the tray and I looked at my cock. My cock was thrombin from cumming but was so hard still, inside my urethra was the metallic suction tube still attached and working.

Before I had the time to realize what have had happened. I hear both the nurse laughing and removing their masks and disposing them along with their used latex gloves.

I think you learned your lesson now sweetie right? said the dentist

Oh I am sure if he could talk he would agreed with us, just nod your head love

Without even thinking at this point I nodded

-That's a good boy said the nurse

-You didn't thought that we were going to drill your cock right, hahaha laughed the dentist. No no we are not going to hurt you, as I said I like to play with good boys and I think you learned your lesson to only as you've been told to.

-Don't get us wrong we would love to drill your cock but then where all the fun playing with you will go hahaha said with a sadistic playful laughter and removed the suction from inside my penis. She gave it a couple of strokes with her bear hands and cleaned him with a piece of paper and then the dentist flicked the switch and brought me back to upright position. She stood up from her chair leaned over me, removed the gag which stayed until then open and said in a whispering manner while the nurse was tidying up everything and cleaning the area from the previous procedure in some black nitrile gloves she donned.

-And in case you are still wondering what happened. I used the drill to shape your two teeth just a smidge to make them better for your biting, you will find them so much more sharp now. Then I placed the metal suction tube from your mouth, inside your cock which worked as an urethral sound. I removed the burr from the drill and touched it to the suction tube acting as a vibrator. Meanwhile the nurse was putting pressure to your prostate from outside and you came two times, even us we weren't expecting it. The first load went straight into the suction and the second one which we were not expecting splashed in our masks and gloves. Imagine that we had to put the suction again, hahahah she laughed so hard but this time in a very playful manner.

I have never felt more relaxed in my life. I think I was in a silver cloud feeling so destroyed, so humiliated, so many emotions getting through me in such a short amount of time they almost tore me apart. But yet here I was recovering so quickly from all this.

At this moment I felt a strange feeling in my mouth but nothing was there and the ladies were not touching it, suddenly I realized I had back my senses on my mouth and cock the anesthesia wore off and I could feel with my tongue the new teeth. Although my cock felt so wasted so full and yet with a hint of horniness by not being completely flaccid.

-Now we will give you some time to recover and we will be back for the next part I am sure you might find it even more interesting but for sure it will be more pleasurable for us said the nurse and both left the room laughing and me left restrained in the chair in the upright position looking at them leaving and yet after all that I have been through craving for them to do all their twisted sadistic thoughts to me.

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Let’s get this treatment started. Please hold still.

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That’s right sweet baby, you’re doing such a good job! Mommy is so proud of you for taking her cock so well. Mommy loves fucking you so much, pretty baby. You are such a perfect fucktoy, you’ll let mommy play with her good little toy however she wants, right angel? That’s my good little slut… Ohhh oh oh, I know you can take it all, sweet one. You were made to be mommy’s fuck toy. Don’t forget you belong to mommy, this hole belongs to mommy. So I will fuck you any way that I want. Shhh shh, don’t you want to be good for mommy? Oh, I know you do, sweetheart. Because mommy is going to fuck you for as looong as she wants to.

You are mommy’s toy.

And if you’re not good for mommy…I won’t be so nice while I play with you…

[drpoofpoof]

A Routine Examination

Your routine examination turned into a nightmare, or perhaps a dream.

You arrived bright and early for what the Doctor said was a "routine examination". The nurse was pleased that you followed the necessary instructions like fasting from the night before and using the enema that morning.

You happily let her change you into the hospital gown and praised you for being a "good girl".

You were given a couple of pills which the nurse said was necessary for the scans. You wondered what scans and why the pills but was too polite to ask. You swallowed both in a gulp and the nurse was visibly pleased.

You were asked to wait on the bed and after 10 minutes, you felt sleepy and detached. You were starting to feel a little anxious but at the same time, unable to focus. Everything seemed so bright you had problems keeping your eyes open and decided to lie down and close your eyes for a bit...

The next thing you know, you were strapped to a gurney moving down the corridors of the hospital. The lights above you flashed by as you were pushed towards an unknown destination.

You tried to ask what where you were going but your words came out slurred.

"Relax Darling, we will take good care of you," said a masked nurse as you continued your journey.

You knew something was not right when they wheeled you into an operating theatre. The crew in full scrubs were preparing tools on several trays and trolleys. You tried to protest but your limbs were heavy and weak. They moved quickly and efficiently to transferred your drugged body onto the operating table.

The Doctor, now in surgical scrubs, adjusted the surgical light to focus on your groin area, as the nurses affixed the stirrups to the side of the operating table.

You tried to kick when they lifted your legs onto the stirrups but you were slow and sluggish.

"No, please," you finally managed but was shushed by a nurse beside you.

You looked towards the voice and you saw her with a hissing mask caming up to your face.

"Looks like the pre-medication is wearing off. Let's get you properly sedated now."

You tried to protest but she was swift and firm, covering your mouth and nose with the gas mask and fitted the strap behind your neck.

"Breathe. Don't fight," she said authoritatively.

You tried to explain that there was a mistake but she would not listen. She just kept saying, "Don't worry dear, just relax and take a deep breath. Everything will be alright. You are just delusional from the medication."

You tired to sit up and lift your legs out of the stirrups but your movements were uncoordinated. The nurse held the mask firmly and forced your head back on the operating table.

You smelled something sweat in the gas and tried to hold your breath. But you were soon suffocating and took a really deep breath.

"That's it, good girl, just breathe," she said.

Your world spun immediately. Your chest felt warm and heavy as your limbs started to tingle. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your eyelids felt like thick heavy curtains.

"Yes, breathe," you heard the nurse repeating herself everytime you took a breath.

The nurse were strapping your legs to the stirrups as you continue to fight the gas.

"Breathe," said the nurse and you couldn't help but breathe.

You knew you were not going to win this as your ears started to ring.

"Sleep," you heard the nurse said, just above the ringing.

You felt yourself losing all your strength to the point you couldn't feel your body anymore.

"Looks like she is ready," said the Doctor. "Let's get started."

You were now floating in a sea of darkness.

"Let's get the embryo, our surrogate is ready," said the Doctor.

You did not react. You were too far gone.

"Sleep...." was the last thing you hear before you lost consciousness...

[drpoofpoof]

The feeling that the smartest boy you know turns into a brainless mutt when he’s around you is ughhh. 

Knowing he trusts you enough to give in and let you fuck his pretty little brains out, tease him, grope him, mark his soft pretty body, humiliate him like the dumb puppy slut he really is feels intoxicating. 

He deserves praise for being such a hard working puppy, his poor little head needs a break from such big responsibilities. 

Collaring him, smothering him in attention and praise to the point where his first instinct is to drop to his knees as soon as he gets through the door is, well, the best thing to do really. 

[drpoofpoof]

In the heart of the city, where the neon lights flickered and the night held secrets in its embrace, there was a hidden gem known only to those who dared to explore their desires. It was a boutique called "Velvet Whispers," a place that catered to the eccentric tastes of those who found beauty in the unconventional.

The owner, a charismatic woman named Elise, had a passion for the world of Medfet—a realm where the lines between healing and kink blurred beautifully. Her shop was filled with an eclectic mix of medical-themed attire, from sleek latex nurse uniforms to intricately designed leather harnesses. Each piece told a story, each accessory a key to unlocking deeper fantasies.

One evening, as the rain pattered against the windows and the air was thick with intrigue, a newcomer entered the boutique. His name was Oliver, a quiet artist with a penchant for exploring the human experience through his work. He had heard whispers of Velvet Whispers in the underground art scene, and curiosity propelled him through the door.

Elise greeted him with a warm smile, her piercing green eyes sparkling with mischief. "Welcome, darling! Looking for something in particular, or just browsing?"

Oliver felt a rush of warmth. "I’m not entirely sure. I’ve always been fascinated by the intersection of medicine and desire."

Elise’s smile widened. "Ah, a kindred spirit! Come, let me show you what we have." She led him through the aisles, her fingertips lightly brushing over the materials, igniting a spark of excitement in Oliver’s chest.

They stopped in front of a stunning black latex corset, its shape accentuating the curves of the human form beautifully. "This is one of my favorites," Elise said, holding it up against her own figure in the mirror. "It’s not just about the clothing; it’s about the experience. The way it feels against the skin, the power it evokes."

Oliver watched, entranced. "It’s exquisite," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

As Elise continued to showcase various items, she spoke of the allure of Medfet—the roleplay, the trust, the vulnerability. Each word wrapped around Oliver like a warm embrace, stirring something deep within him. He had always explored the human condition through his art, but he had never ventured into the visceral realm of kink.

"Why don’t you try something on?" Elise suggested, her eyes gleaming with playful challenge.

Before he knew it, Oliver found himself in the fitting room, slipping into a sleek medical coat. The fabric hugged his body, transforming him into a character he had only ever dreamed of embodying. When he stepped out, Elise’s eyes lit up with approval.

"You look incredible," she said, her voice dripping with encouragement. "Now, let’s add the finishing touches."

With deft hands, she adorned him with a matching stethoscope and a pair of sleek goggles. Oliver felt a rush of exhilaration, a blend of embarrassment and excitement coursing through him. For the first time, he felt truly seen.

As they spent the evening discussing art, desires, and the beauty of vulnerability, a palpable chemistry developed. Elise’s laughter was infectious, and Oliver found himself drawn closer with each shared moment. The atmosphere crackled with tension, each glance igniting a spark.

Suddenly, Elise stepped closer, her breath warm against his ear. "Are you ready to explore those desires further?" she asked, her voice low and inviting.

Oliver’s heart raced. "I think so."

With a knowing smile, Elise led him to the back of the boutique, where the true magic of Velvet Whispers lay. The space was adorned with inviting furnishings, soft lighting, and an air of intimacy that beckoned exploration.

"Here, we can play," she whispered, her fingers brushing against his cheek, igniting a fire he didn’t know existed.

As they delved deeper into the realm of Medfet, Oliver discovered a world where trust and creativity intertwined. Under Elise’s guidance, he learned the beauty of surrender, the thrill of roleplay, and the sheer joy of embracing his desires without judgment.

Their connection deepened, transforming into a dance of passion, art, and exploration. In the safe space of Velvet Whispers, Oliver not only found his muse but also a part of himself he had long hidden away.

As night turned into dawn, the city awoke, but within the walls of the boutique, they remained ensconced in their private world. Through the exploration of kink, they had forged a bond that transcended the ordinary, a celebration of the intricacies of desire and the magic of human connection.

In that moment, amidst the echoes of laughter and whispered secrets, Oliver knew he had embarked on a journey that would forever change his art—and his life. Velvet Whispers was not just a shop; it was a sanctuary for souls daring enough to embrace their true selves, a place where medicine and fetish danced in harmony, illuminating the beauty of the human experience.

[drpoofpoof]

This particular set of lies started as many do, on the internet. They’d met on a website for fetishes. Jack’s profile told of a fascination with anesthesia, filled with images he’d found on the internet. Images of masks, operating rooms, and dental chairs with blurry eyed patients in them. Everything to do with it, his interest list said. Kelly messaged him to compliment him on one of his finds.

Kelly’s profile was more sparse. She’d listed a lot of medical-related interests; operating rooms, medical uniforms chief among them. She had a couple pictures of gloves, masks, needles and surgical tools, but they all looked like stock photos. She listed a nearby city as her address, though, and they’d started talking.

Jack had anesthesia as a child, she learned, but didn’t remember much about the experience. She had been a nurse, she said, and had really enjoyed working in the OR. But she’d been fired (unfairly, she said) and moved into a different career; something to do with medical supplies. Kelly was vague on details, and Jack didn’t press, since he was happy to have someone to talk to about his fetish. He probably should have asked more questions.

Over a month or two, they exchanged pictures of themselves. Kelly and Jack were roughly same age; Jack was well built, not an athlete but well groomed, with short black hair and stubble of a beard. Kelly was thin, athletic, with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes which seemed, well, a little cold in the picture. But both were attractive enough to the other. Interspersed with personal details, descriptions of the minor ongoings of their lives, they became internet friends, or at least it seemed so.

One night, she shared a picture of a room she was building; her fetish playroom, she wrote brazenly. For a medical fetishist, the picture was enticing; an overhead view of a white operating table, coils of EKG wires laid out on it, a folded patient gown, surrounded by monitoring machines. It didn’t show the whole room, but it looked extremely realistic. She said she’d been building it for years but had never shown it to anyone else. It wasn’t completely true, but he had no way to know he wasn’t the first person she’d befriended and shown.

Then, the next day, apparently out of the blue, Kelly sent Jack an invitation; did he want to meet in real life? Come over, get the tour, see her playroom himself? He accepted.

The address Kelly gave Jack was a small two-story house on a main road. He parked his car in a marked space in the small, wide driveway, and walked up the short path to the door. Jack hesitated for a moment; maybe a moment of nervousness, of hesitation. Was it really a good idea to meet someone from the internet in private? Someone he’d never met before? He wasn’t really sure what Kelly wanted or what she expected… but he thought he wanted to find out. He knocked.

Kelly opened the door immediately. She’d been waiting, watching him approach the door. She had noted his moment of indecision, and put on her most disarming, innocent smile.

“Jack! I’m glad you came. Come in,” Kelly invited. She looked just like her picture, but Jack immediately understood a little of what she had in mind, because she was dressed in dark blue scrubs and a doctor’s white coat, her blond hair pulled back in a pony tail. His eyes almost popped out of his head as he stared at her for a second too long. Then, he stepped inside, already feeling the early stirrings of excitement.

“Hello Kelly; I like the outfit!” He told her.

“I thought you would. I do, too; I told you how much I like medical costumes… and I thought I’d set the tone right up front. Follow me!” Kelly had always been bad at small-talk in-person, which Jack had gathered from their previous correspondence.

Kelly led him into the front room of the house, and he looked around. To his surprise, it seemed like a storage area; rows of plastic storage containers and cardboard boxes filled the room. It was dimly lit and a little disorganized, like a well organized but over-full garage. “What is all of this?” He asked her.

“Inventory,” she explained, leading him deeper through a row of plastic containers. “After my job as a nurse ended, I went into the medical supply business. This is the world headquarters, such as it is, of my medical supply company. All of the actual customers do business over the internet, so an old office like this is plenty of space to run the business. This used to be the lobby, but now, boxes.”

The old carpet and boxes gave way to fake wood floors and faded white walls. She led him down a short hallway. On either side of the hallway were several little empty alcoves, not quite separated from the hall by rows of cabinetry and free-standing drawers. Jack had seen this sort of floor-plan before, and it took Jack only a few seconds to place it; the layout, the size of the alcoves. “This… this used to be a dentist’s office? Those are, what, exam rooms?”

Kelly still had her smile carefully fixed on her face as she turned to him. “It sure was! Apparently practice here wasn’t good, and the dentist was forced to shut down. I, or, rather the company I built, bought the whole thing. It seemed an appropriate place to buy for my new career after being forced out as a nurse. Shame for you that they didn’t leave any dental chairs behind, isn’t it? Maybe ‘my company’ will have to buy one sooner or later…”

Jack laughed, and they arrived at a closed door, apparently locked. Kelly produced a key from a pocket, and opened the door wide. They stepped inside, into a well-lit room much larger than the dental alcoves had been.

“Wow…..” Jack said, almost speechless.

Kelly smiled. “I thought you might have that reaction. This used to be the main dental surgery. They took the dental chair along with most of the equipment when I bought the property, and frankly, I’m just not that interested in dental chairs. Instead, I replaced a few things; some stuff I found on the internet, some stuff from my medical supply business. I’ve turned it into, well, a proper operating room.”

This was an absolutely fair description. In the middle of the room was an imposing metal T-shaped operating table, topped with a thin white pad, which covered both the body of the table and two armboards but didn’t conceal the gleaming steel beneath. Instead of faded white walls and fake wood like the rest of the office, the walls gleamed of fresh paint and Jack could see reflections in the shiny blue tile floor. Two massive surgical spotlights hung from the ceiling above the table.

The table was surrounded by medical machines, and just like the picture, had wires and a gown waiting on it. It was clearly the same room in the picture she’d sent, but seemed even more genuine in-person. This was clearly the room of someone with an obsession; someone that knew what they wanted and that every detail needed to be right. Jack’s jaw was almost hung open as he took in the whole scene.

“It looks almost exactly like the ORs I used to work in,” Kelly said. “I guess I really missed the atmosphere, the feeling of precision and power in this sort of space. I think I’ve captured it. The only thing that’s slightly out of place is the dental cabinetry and counter over there against that wall.” It was the sort typical of dentists offices; rows of drawers and cabinets, a sink for hand-washing.

“In a real OR, you’d likely just have rolling carts and less fixed furniture, and handwashing would be outside the room.” Kelly caught herself before she went off on a full explanation. Better not to rant too much while she was trying to make Jack comfortable.

Jack wasn’t really listening anyways; he stood in the doorway, just taking in the whole scene. This was an operating room just like in the pictures he’d look at, all medical white and medical blue. Kelly touched his arm to get his attention. “Do you want the tour?” She asked, almost startling him.

“Of course I do!”

She led him around the room slowly, pointing out every detail. She explained a squat white wheeled machine was a surgical suction machine, with empty pressure vessels hanging on it. Next, there was a rack with several electrical sources on it, “For a number of different operating room uses,” she said. Kelly remembered the moment of nervousness she’d seen and decided not to tell him that she had a variety of electrical tools, from cautery pens for some and stimulation probes for others. “The dentist actually left this small autoclave,” she pointed out a boxy machine on the counter.

She showed him one of a couple of the patient monitors, this one a big screen mounted on a pole, wires, electrodes, and pressure cuffs stored in baskets nearby. “My company bought this one as a demo unit. It does everything, even 5-lead EKG and rectal temperature. Watch out, or you’ll find out how big that sensor is!”

Jack laughed awkwardly; he couldn’t tell if she was kidding about the rectal sensor. Kelly wasn’t kidding.

Jack followed her around, looking at all the devices she explained. Everything seemed to be real and working; some even had lights indicating they were powered on. Apart from machines, there were IV poles and roller-stands around the room, too, and he found himself looking at one that held a green-draped tray, that had been pushed into a corner. The tray was covered in gleaming metal surgical tools; each had been laid out carefully. He recognized scalpels of several different shapes, tissue retractors, curved suturing needles.

Kelly felt a moment’s fear, and regret she’d left the tray uncovered. If Jack freaked out, it could ruin everything. She quickly offered an explanation; “Do you like my prop? It just sets the atmosphere a bit, don’t you think? Makes it feel even more authentic?”

“And here, of course,” Kelly said with some drama, pulling Jack away from the intimidating tray of tools, “Is what I’m sure you wanted to see. Come look!”

The last stop on the tour was a large anesthesia machine, positioned at the head of the operating table. It was large and boxy, with “Narkomed” in big letters on its bright blue frame. “This is the Drager Narkomed, an anesthesia machine from the late 1990s. My company sells these mostly for veterinary uses now, but in previous decades these machines have put a lot of humans under for surgery.”

“Wow, it’s real? It works?” Kelly nodded. She could see Jack’s fascination. Year’s of lurking on the internet, and here was a real anesthesia machine, being shown to him by someone dressed just like a real live nurse. This was a dream come true, or so he thought. He examined the machine; he could see the columnar flow gauges, showing O2, Air, and Nitrous. A small, 90s-looking display looked like it had flow alarms and ventilator settings, but mostly analog dials and knobs covered the front of the machine. A blue rebreathing bag hung off of a plastic breathing circuit already connected, and a few different sizes of clear anesthesia masks sat on the cart which supported the machine, still in their clear bags. A yellow-ringed stainless steel vaporizer hung off the machine’s top, with a bright label that said “Sevoflurane”. Jack didn’t think Kelly could really have any of the anesthetic, though.

“Well, it mostly works,” Kelly had decided, beforehand, to tell exactly the lie she was about to. “The machine itself is fully functional, I’ve been able to buy replacement parts, and you can see I have breathing circuits. A whole box of them in the lobby, actually. But anesthesia machines don’t really work without drugs, and you can’t really get your hands on those without special medical licensing. So having a vaporizer doesn’t mean having any sevo.”

“But….” Kelly hesitated, as if letting Jack in on a little secret. “Come look at this closer.” Jack saw she was indicating that the machine was connected to the wall; multicolored cables, tubes, connected to ports. “See, Jack, this was a dental surgery, and they had a central distribution system for oxygen and nitrous oxide, to all the exam rooms and especially this operatory. And, guess what… they left several cylinders of both. So I do have oxygen, and I do have nitrous.”

This was, actually, a partial lie. She had actually had her medical supply company simply order the cylinders she had connected, with their ‘special medical licensing’. But it would be easier if Jack didn’t know that. Because she was about to ask the question that she wanted, needed, him to accept.

“So, Jack. I’m going to offer you something special. Do you want to try some nitrous?”

Jack hesitated. On the other hand, this was the first time they’d met in person. What did he really know about Kelly? Sid he really trust her? On the other hand, this was an amazing opportunity; this playroom was amazing and Kelly seemed amazing. Maybe, he thought, he’d accept, but be careful? He could set boundaries. Surely she’d think that was totally normal.

“OK, Kelly. But, uh… not too much? And if I want to stop, we have to stop. And, nothing kinky this time, OK? No restraints or anything like that. ”

Kelly nodded; “Of course! We’ll start you off really low, and you can see how it feels, and we’ll talk before turning anything up. Nitrous won’t really make you fall asleep or anything, you know. I can see you’re nervous, so you can even hold the mask. We’’ll get you hooked up to all the monitors, too; safety first.” This sounded acceptable… and quite exciting to Jack, and they agreed.

“Let me get my uniform a little more complete, and I left a change of clothes for you on the table. I’ll turn my back! You remember how much I enjoy these outfits,” a flirtatious smile accompanied a slightly husky tone of voice. “Take off all your clothes and put the gown on.”

Jack laughed this time. He had expected to end up with some clothes off at some point, maybe not exactly these circumstances. He sat up on the side of the operating table; he had correctly intuited that Kelly wanted to treat him like her patient in this little game. He was excited by the idea, especially if it made her happy while he was getting to enjoy this unique opportunity. She turned her back, as she’d said, and opened one of the cabinets as Jack took off his clothes. Dropping them in a pile on the floor, where he thought they’d be out of the way, he put on the shear white patient gown, held together by snaps. It was long enough to cover the sign of his increasing arousal at the entire situation. He shivered, maybe because the room was cold, maybe out of the increasing tension in the room.

He watched Kelly pull things out of the cabinet; it looked like it was filled with boxes of gloves, masks, and PPE, all different kinds and colors. Kelly did like her medical uniforms. Kelly first looped her pony-tail up into a bun, then tied a blue cap over her hair. It was clearly a practiced motion, and for a moment Jack thought about asking her more about her time as a nurse. Maybe later, he decided. A white mask with elastic loops completed her ensemble. Turning back to him, she made a show of pulling on a set of purple gloves, letting them slowly stretch and snap back onto her fingers.

“This is yours, too” she handed him a pale blue bouffant cap. He pulled it over his hair dutifully.

“Lie back, and we’ll get you hooked up to the monitors.” Kelly ordered. Jack lay back on the operating table, as Kelly turned on the patient monitor she’d showed him, and flipped a switch on the anesthesia machine. The anesthesia machine she’d already pressure-tested, so powering it would only take a few moments. Jack looked up at the lights above him, looked around the room. This all seemed so real. There was no hiding his excitement and arousal now, but he wasn’t embarrassed. Surely that was what Kelly had expected. “I’ll get you a pillow, and leave the overhead lights off,” Kelly offered, and slipped a small, round pillow under his head, careful not to let him look directly at it.

“Now some sensors,” Jack watched her closely as she wrapped a blood pressure cuff around his left arm, clipped an oxygen sensor on the pointer-finger. Taking the curl of EKG wires, she reached into his gown to put electrodes on his chest; three of them, one at a time. Jack watched the monitor trace his heart-beat, elevated now, and felt the pressure cuff inflating and deflating. To him, this was an exciting and new experience, being hooked up to medical monitors by a sexy nurse. To her, this part was routine. She’d done this a thousand times to patients in operating rooms before the bastards had fired her, and she’d done this to several patients in this very ‘playroom’.

Kelly considered. Maybe should could make an excuse to get Jack to put his arms out in the T shape; to pull his arms down, attach them, even lightly, to the armboards. But he’d seemed hesitant; he’d specifically mentioned that he wanted nothing ‘kinky’. She decided she’d better not risk it. Safer to proceed to the main event. Kelly chose a plastic mask, attached it the anesthesia circuit. She then twisted the anesthesia machine’s oxygen knob open, then the N20 knob. The sound of flowing gas hissed throughout the room. She watched that the bobbins rose as expected, and she adjusted them to a 30% nitrous mix. This would be enough that Jack would feel the effects but wouldn’t at all be overwhelming. A good, pleasant mix.

“Alright, Jack. Are you ready? What I want you to do is hold this mask over your face and breath normally,” she appeared over his head, and he reached up and took the anesthesia mask from her. This was really happening. He pulled the mask over his nose and mouth, and took a first, tentative, breath. Everything seemed normal, no unexpected or noxious smells. He took a deep breath through his nose, trying to detect any odor; maybe there was a little sweetness? He took another deep breath; the cool gas flow filling his nose and mouth.

“That’s it, great. You won’t feel anything for a little bit, but soon maybe a little tingling?”

Jack took a few more breaths, then blinked; the room was changing somewhat. Maybe getting brighter, maybe a comfortable glow? This was surely the first effect of the gas, and he liked it. He kept breathing, just lying there, holding the mask tight over his face, occasionally looking around the room at all the machines, at Kelly, at the lights on ceiling.

He wasn’t sure how long it took. Maybe two minutes, maybe five, but as Kelly predicted, he starting feeling a light tingling in his limbs. It was an amazing feeling. He looked up at Kelly, attractive and dressed just like the nurses in his fantasies. He looked around at the machines again, taking the whole situation in. He listened to the anesthesia machine humming, the monitor beeping. He was the luckiest anesthesia fetishist in history, he thought. And somehow very relaxing. The visible sign of his arousal relaxed, too, as the nitrous started creeping into his fingertips and toes.

He thought he was starting to feel comfortably buzzed, like he’d had a glass of scotch. He pulled in more and more of the gas, and wanted to try a higher setting.

Right as he had the thought, Kelly spoke. “Alright, Jack. You seem to be enjoying this. What do you say we try just a little more nitrous? Just enough to make you comfortably drowsy?”

Jack nodded beneath the mask, still enjoying the feeling. He didn’t feel like he was in any danger of losing control, and making this buzz a little more intense sounded just fine. He lifted the mask off his face for a minute. “I could try a little more gas…” he almost giggled before replacing the mask, greedily.

Kelly turned back the anesthesia machine, standing between her patient and the machine’s controls. She smoothly turned the nitrous flow way up, setting a ratio between 60 and 70% nitrous oxide, almost as high as this machine would let it go.

“Just hold the mask on your face and keep breathing normally, Jack. I’m turning the nitrous up to 50%” she lied, as she tried to keep the anticipation from her voice.

“I’m adjusting the volume of gas a little, so it’ll smell a bit sweeter, like strawberries” she hesitated for second, fighting the urge to turn and see if she was properly blocking his view with her body. This was a critical moment; she told herself that if she acted naturally, he wouldn’t question what she was about to do. Smoothly, like a cat about to pounce on unsuspecting prey, she reached for the sevoflurane vaporizer, and without saying anything else, twisted it open to 4%, the vaporizer’s halfway setting.

Under her touch, her machine responded. A soft click of the vaporizer engaging was the only immediate signal of her deception, but it was inaudible under the hum of the monitors and the hiss of the airflow. The oxygen and nitrous oxide continued to rush out of their tanks, mixing in the gas manifold and with leftover gas from the rebreathing bag. But now the mixed gas also flowed down the machine and into the vaporizer Kelly had just engaged. In the small vertical cylinder of the vaporizer, some of the gas was diverted into a chamber, which, despite her earlier excuse, was quite full of the potent anesthetic. The diverted gas picked up the sevoflurane vapor from the liquid, and from there, filled the mask that Jack was enjoying.

Jack watched as Kelly turned back towards him. He’d watched her adjust the machine, but couldn’t see exactly how, from his angle. He could tell she was now smiling down at him, the light around her head glowing softly from the intoxication. His lack of immediate reaction meant she’d gotten away with it; he still held the mask on his face.

Jack took a few more breaths as she finished adjusting the flow, and the gas was now smelling noticeably different. At its previous level, the nitrous has been barely perceptible, but now it was very easy to smell. He took a breath and thought he could almost taste it on the back of his tongue. Fascinated by the change, he took his next breath deeply, breathing through his nose to smell it fully. He thought it smelled more like a dry-erase marker than the strawberries Kelly had suggested. It was vaguely sweet, but sharper that it was before. Was that odd? She’d warned him that higher settings would smell more, and it wasn’t unpleasant. He thought he could already feel the intoxicating buzz in his head getting a little heavier, just like he’d expected.

The flow of nitrous oxide alone would cause sedation, amnesia, and maybe loss of consciousness if Jack inhaled it for a long enough. But with the introduction of the sevoflurane, his time was ticking down. He was putting himself under, and he had no idea. Kelly watched him continue to breath normally, and knew she almost had him.

“You’re doing great, Jack,” she told him, trying to keep him from questioning the feelings that would start soon. Her voice echoed in his head, just a bit. “Things will start to feel a little more fuzzy and distant. Stay relaxed and try to enjoy it.” He took another breath and looked up at the attractive nurse. Her purple gloved hands were touching his cheek as he held the mask on his own face, noticeably less firmly now. The buzzing in his head had given way to an odder, detached feeling. He no longer wanted to look around; just like Kelly had said, the authentic monitors and machines of Kelly’s playroom had become too fuzzy and far away. The blood pressure cuff inflated again, taking another reading, but he didn’t even notice it.

He took another breath, the marker smell still noticeable but also getting harder to focus on. Really, even Kelly, her eyes still transfixed on him, was getting harder to see. Compared to the first increment of nitrous she’d given him, things were happening fast. He could feel his eyelids getting heavier; already the giddiness he’d felt before had turned into a pleasant, warm drowsiness. But the drowsiness was still deepening, getting stronger. Maybe this was too much gas?

Kelly could see Jack’s eyes turning glassy as he struggled to focus. As he gazed up at his internet-friend, the surgical lights, and the tiled ceiling, he realized he was starting to feel seriously dizzy. Whenever he looked around, a wave of vertigo hit him. The feeling was starting to be overwhelming. This was too out of control. He no longer liked it. He decided this was enough gas. With a substantial effort, he pulled, pushed, dragged the mask off his face. His hand was leaden, the light plastic seemed to weigh a ton as it fell awkwardly to the operating table beside him. Clean air! A couple of breaths of room air would surely clear his head.

But Kelly didn’t give him the chance.

“I’ll help you, Jack. Here you go; I’ll hold it for you,” she said. She was trying to sound innocent, but Kelly’s mask hid a predator’s smile as she retrieved the dropped anesthesia mask and, without fanfare, pressed it back over Jack’s nose and mouth. “Nooo” he mumbled. Kelly heard him clearly, but it was easy enough to pretend the objection was muffled by the clear plastic.

Kelly pushed away one of Jack’s arms, as she pulled back on his chin with her gloved hands, extending his neck. The movement positioned him in the middle of the pillow and black rubber harness that was attached to the pillow’s bottom. With movements she’d done many times, she deftly pulled the harness’s ends over his head and onto the mask. With the dizziness and disorientation, by the time he realized what she was doing, two of the ends were already attached. Kelly fended off another ineffective attempt to grab at her, and a moment later snapped on the third and fourth rubber strip, affixing the mask tightly to his face.

He tried to tell Kelly that this was not what he wanted, that he’d stopped on purpose, but all that came out was a slurred string of constants, and the dizziness got worse. He wanted to stop, had to tell her to stop. He tried again, but the slurred noise was gibberish, even to him. She knew what he was trying to say, but simply ignored it, looking down as she held his chin and the top of his head. He tried to sit up, but with the effort came another wave of vertigo. He thrashed his head from side to side, trying to shake the mask off, but the harness held it on. Then Kelly was pushing his head back down onto the table, holding it still.

But he wanted to stop. This was going way too far. His fear pushed the drowsiness back a little as he struggled. Kelly could hear his agitation as the heart-monitor beeped faster.

“It’s OK; just relax and let it happen. You’re safe,” she lied to him, thinking of the instrument tray in the corner covered with sharp metal. Kelly knew if she could get him to take just a couple more breaths, Jack’s fate would be inevitable.

He went to pull the mask off his face again, to pull it off the harness, but Kelly had been expecting this. Before he even touched the mask, her gloved hands had caught his wrists, pushing his arms back down to his sides. He knew the gas was making him weak and slow, but she seemed really strong, towering over him. With the harness holding the anesthesia mask firmly, Kelly could use both hands to easily stop him from struggling.

“Don’t fight it, Jack. There’s no escape,” she told him, her voice more firm than before. Her words didn’t sound very reassuring, and he didn’t understand why she was holding him. Again he reached to pull the mask off, but again her gloved hands were there, easily pushing his hands away, then pushing his head down on the the table as he thrashed back and forth. He made a third useless attempt, but with each exertion he breathed more and more gas, and the next attempt was completely uncoordinated as fog started seeping into the edges of his vision.

“Just let go, Jack, “ Kelly’s voice echoing far more than before. “Stop fighting. You’ll be asleep very soon.” It took him effort to process what she was saying from beneath the increasing fog in his head, but he knew he didn’t want to sleep. He continued to try to pull the mask off his face but his arms were so heavy, they might as well have been made of iron. Kelly no longer needed to fend them off; they flopped around weakly, now as useless as if he’d let Kelly restrain him like she’d wanted.

He let them hang off the sides of the table, or they fell on their own. He tried to think of something else to do, some way of escaping the iron grip of the anesthesia, of getting the woman to stop, but thinking at all was getting hard. He tried to clear his throat, to remind her he didn’t want to sleep, but all that came out was a moan.

Kelly laughed, softly, which was confusing to him and drew his (increasingly limited) attention. Kelly turned to the anesthesia machine and turned the top of the vaporizer. She set the sevoflurane vaporizer to the maximum 8% setting, not bothering with subterfuge anymore. She knew she had him where she wanted. There wasn’t anything he could do about it, except breath more of the vapor and soon go under. He twitched weakly, aimlessly, as the sweet solvent smell in his mask got stronger. In his sedated state, it was hard make sense of what had just happened, what he’d just seen. It was upside-down from his perspective, but adjusting the vaporizer meant she was gassing him with real anesthetic. She’d said it was empty, hadn’t she?

Another breath of the higher dose of anesthetic, and his thoughts seemed to spin away from him. He suddenly stopped fighting; he couldn’t remember why he had been. Where he was, how he’d gotten here, what was happening, all slipped from his mind. He was so dizzy, everything was spinning. There was only spinning, and his vision was darkening. Kelly could see the spark of consciousness fading from his eyes.

“Just a couple more breaths, Jack. It’s all over. You’re mine now,” the masked woman, whose name he no longer knew, massaged the rebreathing bag, her hands not needed to hold Jack in place anymore. Every time she squeezed the bag, it forced Jack to take big breaths of the vapor, and the sound of his breathing echoed in his ears.

Another breath. The entire room was spinning away into darkness now, black shadows dancing into his vision from every side. Another breath; the machines faded completely away, then the giant lights above him. Another breath, and there was only a masked woman looking down at him, and the sounds of rhythmic beeping and someone breathing incredibly loudly. Another breath, and the woman was gone. Everything fading. Darkness enveloped him.

“That’s it…. You’re going out…. Sleep now….. I’m going to have so much fun with you,” a voice in the distance, the sound barely audible beyond the thick, dark mist. The sound of breathing faded. The voice was the last thing he perceived before there was only silence.

Kelly watched as his eyes, already unfocused and halfway closed, slowly rolled backwards as he fell into nothingness.

Kelly took a minute to admire her victim. He breathed in, evenly and slowly, going deeper and deeper into blackness, as the heart monitor’s noise slowed to a steady pace. She felt delight that her trickery had been so successful. He’d gassed himself nearly all the way out, and had been no match for her once he’d wanted to stop.

A gloved finger against Jack’s eyelash got no reaction. He was unconscious now, totally and completely. She checked the wall clock; hardly more than a minute had actually passed since she’d introduced the sevoflurane. The tension had made it seem a lot longer to her. Kelly let her sleeping patient take a few more breaths, to make sure he wouldn’t be waking up until she wanted, but then she lightened the nitrous mix, and turned the vaporizer back down. Kelly knew from previous experience that after induction, a lower setting, say, 1%, would keep Jack in an oblivious state as long as she needed. She left him breathing spontaneously, and set her anesthesia machine to alarm if he stopped for too long. She wouldn’t be intubating or paralyzing him… yet.

It was a moment’s work to unsnap and remove the patient gown Jack wore, leaving him naked except for the bouffant cap that covered his hair. A quick check showed that none of Jack’s struggles had dislodged any of the sensors or electrodes; the monitor screens still traced his vital signs safely. She checked his oxygenation, blood pressure, heart rate, breathing, and was pleased that all signs still looked good. All the time she’d spent befriending Jack would be wasted if Jack expired the very first time she anesthetized him.

She had work to do while he was helpless, and her next priority was making sure he stayed that way when she let him wake up. Kelly opened one of the top drawers in the cabinetry the dental practice had left behind. Before, it’d stored boxes of brochures on gum disease, toothbrushes and standard dental floss to give to happy dental patients. But now it stored four very non-standard restraint cuffs. Made from two layers of white leather and nickeled buckles, they resembled those in old mental wards; soft and padded, but unyielding and unescapable.

She savored the feeling of control as she stretched Jack’s unresisting arms out onto the operating table’s armboards and one at a time, buckled his wrists into the cuffs. Then each cuff was, in turn, buckled to the table, through immovable eye sockets welded on the underside of the metal arms. Cuffs on both ankles followed, in a similar fashion. She took her time, careful to get the leather flat and tight against Jack’s limbs. She knew that a terrified man could move their arms and legs only about an inch in each direction before the leather held them. She smiled at the memory of Jack protesting that he didn’t want to be restrained. He wasn’t objecting now, only slowly breathing more and more gas that kept him deeply asleep.

Stepping away from the operating table, she let the tension of her successful trap fall away from her, and thought about all the things she’d do to her new patient. Kelly had really missed operating, and now she had a man she could do whatever she wanted to. A simple surgery to start out?

She imagined what his terror would look like if he woke up without his appendix or his gallbladder. An open appendectomy seemed about right; Jack surely knew that you could live without your appendix, so he wouldn’t fall into complete despair. But it was serious enough and irreversible, so Kelly would get the thrill she wanted. She decided she’d wake him up and tell him what she was going to do first, so she could see him terrified going to sleep again, too. A twist of the vaporizer and gas mix knobs shut off the anesthesia, leaving him breathing oxygen.

It’d be a few minutes before Jack came back up to consciousness. Leaving her victim to start waking, Kelly re-hung her white coat up on a hook by the door. She discarded her purple exam gloves and white mask in a countertop trash receptacle, and tossed her blue cap on the counter to launder later. They weren’t really dirty, and she didn’t carefully maintain sterility; her patients were in no position to complain about her safety practices. But it was time for a costume change.

She re-covered her mouth with a larger, dark green surgical mask.. A matching green cap she tied over her hair. Next, ripping open a plastic package, Kelly covered her dark blue scrubs with a green isolation gown. She tied it tightly closed, careful to cover her whole body. The gown was impermeable and disposable; she didn’t want the surgeries she had planned to soil her scrubs.

With none of the sensual fanfare she’d used to impress Jack, she carefully snapped on a pair of long, off-white latex gloves, fresh from a sterile package. With the gloves, gown, mask and cap, only her eyes were exposed. The doctor’s coat had been a fun outfit until now, but the uniform she wanted now was that of a demon in operating-room green, the same outfit she’d used to wear when she’d been caught in the real OR, doing her own surgeries on patients after-hours. They’d frowned on nurses playing at surgeon, and quietly fired her to avoid the scandal.

But there was nobody to stop her here. She wheeled the cart full of surgical tools closer to the operating table, and waited to tell Jack about the dangerous games she had in store for him.

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A collection of stories I thoroughly enjoyed reading that I hope you all enjoy or enjoyed just as much, none are my own and if they’re yours and you would like them taken down, just dm me 😊

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THE TABLE . . .

Of all places to be this wasn’t one you expected to be , a small discrete bar selling suspiciously low price saki was too good to be true but you had little money but you wanted a drink anyway . Next thing you knew it you went face down on your glass and woke up here on a table with a nurse examining you . You couldn’t move or talk or even get up all you could do was watch oxygen mask on as she apprised your body and genitalia . As you watch mortified she giggled knowingly of the spot you were in as she looked you over she quietly verbally noted things about you and taking keen interest in your genitalia and anus . You felt her insert her lubed gloved up finger in and out of your anus going deep as to do a prostate exam if informally at that . Then switching to doing it rapidly putting multiple fingers in a motion akin to a fisting . Once satisfied she moved on to working your penis trying to milk it with her gloved hand but alas no discharge . As you lay there she then reached over to a try on a table and grabbed a syringe and injected you with a quiet shush and in moments you lost conciseness drifting into nothing. Awaking later dazed you found your self warped in many lay sheets and restrained in a hospital bed wondering what had happened to you and where exactly you were.

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THE CUTTING ROOM TABLE . . .

Awake again Gojo San ?, no matter I do like my subjects awake and aware of my procedures , can’t move those muscles relaxers are something huh . I think I never introduced myself , I am Dr Yosaka and you are in my special hospital and you are my patient . I picked you up since you would not be missed or cared about by others. In my facility I keep many specimens for many different purposes and I am laking one for a certain kind . I need a Anal Dummy for you are perfect for it as you react perfectly to being penetrated and fisted by me. But that’s not the reason I allowed you to stay awake no, to be my anal dummy. You need to be smooth and for that I need to preform surgery. A nullification surgery to remove your penis and testicles I can’t have distractions now and it’s small anyway so it surely won’t be missed . The best part you get to watch it happen all stiff and numbed up . This is gonna be great.

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THE ANAL DUMMY

Now that’s more like it Gojo San … So relaxed and loose I feel like I can stick my whole gloved hand in there and then some . I should probably get longer gloves to try my arm, but that might be a reach pun intended *laughs* . I know it’s a lot to get used to lying here all day as we examine you but it’s not that bad and you’ll get used to it eventually. I am greatly saddened they decided to remove your reproductive organs but if that’s what the doctor wanted they know best I’m only a nurse here . It’s a shame I would’ve wish you would feel more aroused by this but lacking your testicles, really dampens it for you . Aesthetics over patient pleasure what the doctor says I can’t really complain , You look so smooth down there Not having anything in the way aside from your cathater tube. I should probably get finished up here the doctor will be here soon to begin the real examination I’m just here to soften you up for her .

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ADMITTANCE …

Shhheee … the anesthesia will take affect very soon I just need you to relax now honey didn’t expect the chloroform rag from the cab driver most people don’t people usually expect the cabd to go where they tell them too . There you go almost there I see the fight leaving you we have a lot planned for you being a patient here is a very special thing we only choose a select few at a time. Hopefully you’ll be more comfortable and docile when we wake you up next time. Rest your life here as only just begun. 

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SEXUAL REASSIGNMENT

“Doctor are we ready to begin?” Nurse Yonam said quietly , “momentarily just waiting for him i mean her to fully be under” Dr Yosakas said . “It’s a shame really this subject could’ve been a nice bull if he worked correctly and didn’t just excrete pre-cum even with our best medicine” Dr Yosakas said dismayingly. She continued “ once we tested them we found extremely low testosterone explaining the limited to no body hair and abysmal performance in examination” she said miffed “ no matter That’s why she’s here today she doesn’t deserve to be a man with an amazing penis and testes only our bulls can “ Dr Yosakas said miffed again. “ sexual reassignment is the only best course of action for this patient and his existence here” Yosakas said staring at her as the life left her . “ the objective today is to perform a Penile Inversion Vaginoplasty and along with it a bilateral orchiectomy once we finish start her on a cocktail of hormone replacement” Yosakas said confidently. “ Once she’s healed in a few weeks time, we’ll start on her breasts and face” Dr Yosakas followed . “ if she can’t be a man for us then she will be a a sterile trans-woman perfect as a doll cum dumpster I know a few doctors in radiology and and cosmetics that would love someone who couldn’t get pregnant “ Dr Yosakas said intimately . “Alright she’s out let’s begin goodbye Yuri hello Ju” .

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CLEANING . . .

Patient Mark , is with dental nurse Kara today as he is receiving a mouth cleaning and check up . Dental nurse Kara is careful in cleaning his teeth and mouth of germs taking great care in its maintenance and treatment of him . The patient has a fate few shares with him in the hospital and it is one of the most unglamorous sickening existences. Since some of their staff and select a few patients have fetish for human toiletries and golden showers . When he is in use he is expected to lay underneath on a mat restrained as one of the nurses/doctors male or female defecates and or urinates on to him and only that for the rest of his days and once a week he comes in for check up to make sure he doesn’t become sicken by it. As so they must keep him clean giving him daily showers between sessions and keeping him completely shaven with electrolysis and or laser sessions. to keep him healthy he is and feed a study stream of fluids in IVs and healthy meals . when use he is expected to accept all sorts of excrement, urine and even period blood . Sometimes depending on the meal more liquid then solid excrement other times the full golden showers of urine depending on the fluid intake . Patient Mark lives a ghastly life now yet he remains stoic and quiet only occasionally gasping for air and or groan for discomfort at his new ghastly existence here.