After the exam

I saw a question that addressed how one felt following a spanking. My curiosity is how one feels going somewhere following a very thorough examination at any age that may have included an enema and/or a shot(s)? I think for me, it meant different things as a child, teen, young adult or now. For starters as a child, mom had control over when I was gong for an exam and typically took morning appointments. At the end, she returned me to school. If the exam was later in the day, she would get me at school and announce that I was to see the doctor. She didn't elaborate and I knew not to push or punishment at home would follow.

I didn't like returning to school because you had to give a note to the office and the school nurse. There was always some concern about a fever following whatever shot was given. I hated that the nurse knew and likely that the shot was given in my butt!

As a teen, I knew when friends saw the doctor and what they experienced. I had a desire to know but also was reluctant to ask for fear they would question me as well. I also believed that whatever happened to them would also be my fate.

In the working world, it has fascinated me to hear who had an exam. Women colleagues seem to be more comfortable sharing this with their female coworkers or in a very nonchalant manner to me. Nothing was said after so my mind just wondered. On a rare occasion, I heard my coworker share that she had to get a gyn exam and made a face!

For me the curiosity is key and also lends to much imagination and then reality when it's my turn!

I saw a question that addressed how one felt following a spanking. My curiosity is how one feels going somewhere following a very thorough examination at any age that may have included an enema and/or a shot(s)? I think for me, it meant different things as a child, teen, young adult or now. For starters as a child, mom had control over when I was gong for an exam and typically took morning appointments. At the end, she returned me to school. If the exam was later in the day, she would get me at school and announce that I was to see the doctor. She didn't elaborate and I knew not to push or punishment at home would follow.

I didn't like returning to school because you had to give a note to the office and the school nurse. There was always some concern about a fever following whatever shot was given. I hated that the nurse knew and likely that the shot was given in my butt!

As a teen, I knew when friends saw the doctor and what they experienced. I had a desire to know but also was reluctant to ask for fear they would question me as well. I also believed that whatever happened to them would also be my fate.

In the working world, it has fascinated me to hear who had an exam. Women colleagues seem to be more comfortable sharing this with their female coworkers or in a very nonchalant manner to me. Nothing was said after so my mind just wondered. On a rare occasion, I heard my coworker share that she had to get a gyn exam and made a face!

For me the curiosity is key and also lends to much imagination and then reality when it's my turn!

@Nick31 You can find answers concerning medical examinations throughout this website. Your inquiry really lacks specifics.

I prefer to schedule my exams so I can go home immediately afterwards and masturbate while I replay the memory over and over again in my head.

As for me, reliving exams in my mind has (often) been more intense than the exam itself. I don't enter the same subspace at the real doctor's as during a play exam. I've never had involuntary erections during exams or example. I think that's something many guys talk about and I've never had that sort of experience. Or tricking a real doctor to do a more thorough/invasive exam or faking symptoms or just going to any sort of doctor just for the purpose of my fetish. None of that.

On the contrary, and I think this has been discussed in a different thread, more and more with age, the apprehension is not about what the doctor will do to me or how naked I'm going to get but about the results, helping solve an actual condition, and...the bill. I'm getting old.