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The Test, Chapter 2

Jack woke up feeling the weight of his own heartbeat pounding in his ears, though his body floated effortlessly. He slowly opened his eyes, discovering he was submerged in a glass tank filled with warm, bubbling liquid. The sensation of weightlessness was strange, as if the liquid embraced and held him at the same time.

He tried to move his arms but felt a slight resistance from the electrodes attached to his chest, connected to a machine projecting his heartbeat onto a screen on the other side of the tank. His heart appeared as a digital graph, each beat seeming deeper than the last. A mask was fitted to his face, supplying oxygen, but the air flowing through it had a familiar smell. That same gas, the one he had inhaled before, trapped him in a mix of euphoria and panic.

Suddenly, Dr. Ruiz’s voice echoed from outside the tank, cold and calculating.

"I see you’re awake, Jack," he said, adjusting some controls. "You've been selected for a series of very important tests. We’ll be testing the limits of your heart. The first one was a success, but that was only the beginning."

Jack tried to move more, but his muscles felt weak, as if they wouldn’t fully respond. His breathing quickened, anxiety rising within him again.

"The next test," Ruiz continued, his tone clinical and detached, "will involve something more extreme. We’re going to cool the liquid in which you’re submerged while you continue inhaling the gas. I need you to endure for as long as you can."

Jack felt a chill run down his spine. The liquid, which had been warm and comforting until now, began to cool slowly. At first, it was a barely noticeable change, but within minutes, the difference became clear. The cold seeped into his skin, reached his muscles, causing them to tense involuntarily.

His heart, which had been beating steadily, began to falter. The heart rate projected on the screen started to fluctuate. At first, it was just a slight acceleration, but as the liquid continued to chill, his heartbeat grew erratic.

The green gas kept flowing through the mask, and Jack felt his mind starting to fog again. His senses were disoriented, but his heart, caught between the external cold and the euphoria induced by the gas, fought to survive. Each breath he took fueled a strange sensation, as if he were trapped in a thick fog where time was distorted.

The cold was now unbearable. His limbs began to numb, and his heartbeat quickened, frantic, searching for warmth where there was none. The graph on the screen showed a frenetic pattern, jumping from one irregular rhythm to another.

Ruiz, watching with a faint smile, spoke once more.

"The human heart is extraordinary, don’t you think?" he said as Jack gasped for air, each breath heavier than the last. "But I need to see how much it can take before it collapses."

The cold kept intensifying. The liquid around Jack was no longer just uncomfortable; it was a frozen pain enveloping every cell in his body. His chest felt like it was about to explode, his heart pounding against the resistance of the cold that froze him from within.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his chest. One beat, then another, and another, stronger. Jack's heart fought, but with each beat, the pain grew. His hands clenched, his fingers curling in a futile attempt to grasp something. His vision began to darken, and the sound of his own heartbeat mixed with a buzzing in his ears.

Outside, on the screen, the graphs showed the decline: his heart rate was on the verge of collapse.

"Just a little more, Jack," murmured Ruiz, eyes fixed on the data. "Just a little more…"

Jack, on the brink of unconsciousness, felt his heart give a final, violent jolt. The cold had consumed him completely. And before darkness engulfed him, the last word he heard was from the doctor, distant and devoid of emotion:

"Interesting…"

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**"The test"** Chapter 1

Jack looked at the white walls of the laboratory nervously. It was his first time in that place, a place that looked more like a clinic with a strange industrial air. Everything had been organized by Dr. Ruiz, a man he barely knew, but with whom his father had worked for years. His father completely trusted Ruiz, but Jack couldn't stop feeling that feeling of unease.

Dr. Ruiz entered the room with a cold smile, as if he did not share the same reality as the young man. He had a stethoscope around his neck and a tablet in his hand.

“Ready for the test, Jack?” he asked while adjusting the mask that would cover the boy's nose and mouth. “This won't hurt you, but I need you to follow all my instructions”.

Jack nodded, trying to remain calm. He got on the treadmill, adjusting the electrodes that had been placed on his chest. It was a stress test, something he thought would be simple. What he didn't understand was the need for that strange mask connected to a tank.

“What gas is this?” Jack asked as he felt the mask begin to release a strong smell, something that made him shiver.

“Just a mild stimulant. It will help you maximize your performance. Nothing to worry about”, the doctor responded without looking away from the tablet.

At first, the test started normally. The tape moved slowly, but soon began to speed up. Sweat dripped down Jack’s face as the gas continued to flow. His head was spinning, and the pace of his breathing quickened. He felt his muscles tense, but the most alarming thing was his heart. It pulsed with brutal force, as if it were about to explode. Every breath I took with that mask intensified the sensation.

“Are you OK?”, the doctor asked in a distant voice, observing the data on the screen. “Let's increase the speed a little more”.

Jack tried to respond, but the oxygen was escaping him. Something wasn't right. His vision was blurring, and the smell of the gas he was inhaling was beginning to make him dizzy. He couldn't help but notice a strange, almost disturbing euphoria mixed with the panic growing in his chest.

"Doctor... I can't breathe well," Jack stammered between gasps, but Ruiz didn't respond. The boy's heart raced in a way he had never experienced before. Every beat seemed like an explosion. He wanted to stop, but his legs kept running, out of control. The lights in the lab began to seem too bright, and a loud ringing echoed in his ears.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the tape stopped.Before Jack could remove his mask, Dr. Ruiz guided him to a stretcher. He was shaking and could barely stand. The gas continued to fill his lungs, and when the doctor turned the tank back on so he could breathe more poppers, the feeling of unreality enveloped him completely.

"Now, relax," Ruiz said, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. "We're going to do an echocardiogram on you".

Images of Jack's heart appeared on a nearby screen. The muscle was throbbing hard, faster than normal. The valves looked more dilated, and the heart chambers pumped as if they were under extreme pressure.

The doctor frowned as he adjusted the ultrasound, watching as Jack's heart looked like it was about to collapse. However, it did not stop the gas flow or the analysis. Jack, on the verge of fainting, heard the distant echo of his own heartbeat like a drum inside his skull. He wanted to protest, but he barely had the strength to move his lips.

Every time he inhaled, the euphoria returned, taking him to a dark and terrifying place from which he could not escape. The last thought that crossed his mind before he lost consciousness was a question: What was Dr. Ruiz really looking for?

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“It can’t be much longer. Most people can only hold their breath for at most a couple of minutes, and she’s already been without air for three. Just keep the pressure on.” The man kept his hand held tightly over her mouth and nose, not letting a sliver of life giving oxygen get into her lungs. Her hands and legs were tightly bound; there was nothing she could do to escape her fate. She felt like her lungs were ready to burst, and the contractions were now getting impossible to control. Her consciousness was beginning to fade.

“This is taking far too long. Shouldn’t she be out by now?” asked one of the men.

“The human body is quite resilient. It takes time and effort to suffocate someone. Hand me the pulse oximeter.”

He grabbed the pulse oximeter and clipped it onto her right index finger; it took a moment to calibrate. It read her spO2 at 58% and her heart rate was dangerously high at 210. “See. Just be patient. She’s on the way out.”

She could feel her heart begin to falter from the effects of oxygen deprivation. It was beginning to throw constant pvc’s and was trying desperately to keep beating despite all of the stress it was in. The heart can only beat for so long without oxygen, and it was nearing the point of no return.

Finally, her body fell limp, and all her struggles ceased. Her spO2 had dropped to 48% before she officially lost consciousness. The man who was smothering her removed his hand from her face, and her body immediately began to suck in every ounce of air it could manage. Her spO2 slowly rose to a normal level and her heart was beating much slower now, albeit quite forcefully after the stress it was just put through.

“How long will she be out?” one of them asked.

“I don’t know, I honestly didn’t think that far ahead. Hopefully long enough for us to set up our next experiment.”

“Maybe we should chloroform her, just to make sure she doesn’t wake up for a while,” replied the man.

“I guess it couldn’t hurt. You do the honors.”

The man grabbed a dirty rag out of his bag pocket and soaked a generous amount of chloroform into it. He placed it onto her face and kept it there long enough to ensure she would definitely be out for a while.

“Man, that was exhilarating! It took a lot longer than I thought it would, but boy was it worth it! I can’t wait to play with her some more!”

To be continued…

~~This is my first story so I’m sure I’ve made plenty of mistakes, but I had a great time writing it. I’m honestly not the most knowledgeable when it comes to the heart, but I hope you enjoy it regardless 🫀~~

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A redheaded spy was caught snooping around the research camp! It was great for Viki though because she needed a subject to practice on.

Collab with @mrkillerovsky (Their character, Thes, being the subject)

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Found an old notebook in the basement of a local library... it's just page after page of this stuff. Weird. (Full text below)

Experiment A-200 Test Subject 4

00:00 HR 76 Subject supine, restrained by wrists and ankles 6-lead EKG is attached

00:02 HR 82 Subjects gag and blindfold are removed, seems confused but unalarmed

00:05 HR 85 Administered 1 cc of [redacted]. Subject still unafraid, expressed interest in syringe contents

00:06 HR 94 Subjects heart rate increased as the effects of [redacted] were explained. Onset of action is expected at 00:10 - is subject excited

00:10 HR 142 Drug has clearly taken effect. Significant increase in HR and breathing. Subject's heart is visible against their ribs

00:15 HR 159 Subject expresses desire to touch their chest - right hand unrestrained. Subject gropes at their sternum eagerly

00:17 HR 162 Subjects hand drifts from their chest towards their groin, restrained again to prevent self-stimulation

00:18 HR 175 Subject whines for permission to touch themself No other test subjects reacted to the drug this way.

00:20 HR 180 Subject begs to use the stethoscope around my neck, begins crying when ignored

00:23 HR 186 [Redacted] should peak in system soon. Subject is highly aroused - bucking their hips and whimpering

00:24 HR 195 Subjects heart is beginning to skip: pausing, throwing double beats, attempting half beats, etc

00:25 HR 200 Max predicted heart rate. Rate is expected to drop now

00:26 HR 217 Subject falls into ventricular fibrillation upon hitting 217, appears to have climaxed without being touched

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Where do I start… my heart was going NUTS after a fun night… anyone count the bpm?? It kept on this pace for a good few minutes 🥵❤️

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i help my friend upload this video

this needle about 6cm all in she's heart

she want to satisfy her desire to share

Please give her some comments

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Commission I did for @mrkillerovsky ^^

My coms are closed right now, but I‘ll open them again soon.

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Happy 4th! 🦅🍻 Cue the fireworks — 🎆🎇 it's a new post!! I realized that I got this doppler at one of the first medical surplus auctions I participated in, and I've never shown it off! It was easy enough to fix up, and despite its quirks it works quite well. It's a vascular doppler so it's a bit different from fetal dopplers. The vascular ones operate at a higher frequency which results in a shallower penetration depth. As such, the sound is a bit different compared to the fetal doppler. I really should compare the two someday.

In this vid I show off several spots over my heart and at my left carotid and right femoral arteries! Dopplers offer a unique listening experience to hear the heart; with a stethoscope you generally are hearing the sounds of the heart's valves snapping shut. However, dopplers use high frequency sound to make motion audible, so you hear the whooshing of blood flowing in the heart in addition to the motion of the muscle itself. If you get at just the right angle, you can even hear the delicate fluttering of heart valves opening and closing.

Dopplers are also a little different from a stethoscope in that they are highly directional. The angle of the probe determines the direction in which the sound is captured. In other words, slightly tilting the probe results in a completely different sound. One of the quirks of this particular model is that when the audio peaks, instead of clipping the audio it completely cuts out. It's a bit weird to get used to but as with all things, it gets easier with practice!!

I've always been fascinated by Dopplers and the unique and rich listening experience they offer. Instead of hearing what the heart sounds like on the surface, you can get a glimpse of what's going on inside and hear the calm flowing or the turbulent rushing of blood traveling through the cardiovascular system. It's particularly interesting to listen at major arteries where a stethoscope would otherwise not offer much to hear. I hope you like it!! 💖💝

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I made my heart freak out again, driving it in a complete messy rhythm with vtach, pauses and skips. Felt kinda close to a cardiac arrest here lol 🫀🥵

Full video here!

🟢 https://linktr.ee/maleheartbeats 🟢

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This was the first time I achieved to make my heart trip over itself due to pressure

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Tell me how you would carefully torture diseased heart that is already close to failure. Your victim is fully comfortable at rest but it doesn't take much for their heart to start struggling.

A diseased heart can mean many things. There's just so many adorable ways a heart can begin to struggle and fail. Oh, of course I'd need to find out which way. But first, I'd make my victim nice and comfortable. A lavish hospital bed with good old-fashioned leather restraints, a paper thin hospital gown not even covering their lovely chest. Then, to decorate that chest with Ekgs and marker streaks telling me where I'd need to cut later. Then I'll take an ultra sound device and look at the sweet, untouched heart, stumbling about in the victim's chest. Then, I'll hold it in place for the duration of the experiment.

Once I find out the exact disease I'm dealing with, I'll play to that disease.

If you have an aortic dissection, some blood thinners and stimulants will help you along.

Any sort of arythima simply must receive a dose of stimulants.

Brachycardia? Definitely requires some downers and then a few shocks and chest compressions to keep awake.

Tachycardia? Breath holding, let's make your pump flutter even faster.

But for now, until I diagnose the disease, I'll take your oxygen mask and instead connect it to a plastic bag and watch your struggling breaths become frantic as we begin with some suffocation.

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How did your victim respond to the suffocation? hopefully, they survived to be tortured a bit more. I like the idea of doing some more investigations. How about a stress test?

Of course, I'm always so careful and delicate to keep them alive. It was so cute how their breathing became shallow and rapid, desperately fighting for breath. The wrinkling of the back inflating and deflating in little desperate pants. Their poor, confused heart reacted the same way, racing and pounding. It quickly began to lose its rhythm to the carbon dioxide the patient's very own lungs were producing. It began pounding strong at first, about 90 bpm. I put my head against their chest. It sounded like a hammer before it couldn't take it anymore. The heart rate shot up to 150 and was so fluttery and quiet. Then I removed the mask to let them breathe oxygen rich air and listened to the lovely choas those desperate breathes and pulses caused. The shock of oxygen nearly ended the patient. Nearly. I don't have to bring out the paddles just yet. The patient's skin is now such a lovely shade of pale pink. Shh. Listen to them gasping.

I agree... we need to dig deeper, find out what the problem is with their poor heart.

Maybe you'd like to give me their diagnosis so I can play with that, anon?

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Throbbing, racing, skipping, and murmuring 😍

Ran up and down the stairs while carrying weights for as long as I could, and the little guy going crazy as a result! So fun, so hot, and felt soooo good 💙

Ended up with my legs pretty sore, but a fair tradeoff for pushing the poor thing until it was properly struggling 😍 I fucking loove when my heart really showcases its inefficiency and inadequacy, trying its absolute hardest but it still isn't good enough, every stumble just kept making me incredibly horny 🥵

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A compressions file

Quite irregular, repeatedly squished my heart and it struggled a bit to cope.

Another older file.

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Just some pressure fun from this morning 😊

I woke up early and didn't feel like going back to sleep, but still had an hour before I had to get ready to leave, and so out of all the normal things I could have chosen to do to kill some time - "actually I'm in the mood to mess up my own heart rhythm rn"