Has anyone else changed from dreading examinations to enjoying them?

Its only over the last 10 years or so that I've changed to actually enjoy medical examinations. Before that, my whole life I absolutely dreaded them and the thought of being undressed in front of a stranger caused a lot of anxiety. The worst would have been the thought of it being a female, so I always chose male doctors if I had to go. It was never an issue being undressed with female sexual partners,but it was different with a stranger who was staying completely dressed.

I'm not sure when or why it changed, but now I actually enjoy it, and enjoy it most if its a female. I think its some sense of submission and not being in control. I've never done any medical play, its strictly been during legitimate doctor visits and there's never been anything inappropriate on either side of the exam table.

For me when it started to change, it was somehow exciting to put myself in a situation that I thought would be embarrassing (being examined) to get over my fear of it. Its no longer embarrassing in any way, I'd say its more a sense of liberation in that it doesn't bother me at all that I enjoy.

I thought I'd post some of my experiences in separate posts to keep things from getting to long.

After I started to be curious about being examined, I made it a point to switch to a female doctor so I could just jump straight into the deep end. I searched my health plan for female GPs and selected one, using the listed graduation dates to try and find one that was in her 30s or early 40s. I was nervous as I called to make an initial appointment, telling them I wanted to come for an initial consultation and then a complete physical. Over the week leading up to the initial appointment, I had all kinds of anticipation over what the doctor would look like, what her manner would be. On the day of the appointment, I came in, filled out all the history, then was escorted back to an exam room for the cursory temperature and BP checks by the nurse, then waited fully dressed for the doctor to come in. She came in a few minutes later. She was probably in her late 30s, early 40s, and just average looking. (We'll call her Dr J). She asked me a bunch of history questions and I told her I hadn't had a proper physical as an adult. She told me we'd schedule a complete physical in a week or so and then left so the nurse could come back and take blood for the work up. A few minutes later I made the appointment and went on my way, with about a week to anticipate what the physical itself would be like.

So for the next week, my mind would drift to my upcoming physical any time it could. I kept wondering could I go through with this? How embarrassing would this be to be examined by a stranger, a fully dressed female? Even when scheduling the initial appointment, I kept wondering if I'd talk myself out of it, all the way up to the morning of the initial appt. For the physical, it would be the same for each day leading up to it, knowing that each day that passed left less of an opportunity for me to back out. I kept wondering how the exam would go? I felt pretty sure she'd do a genital/hernia exam at least, but she could be like my previous doctors who did little beside listen to my heart and lungs. If she did do one, I wondered how I would undress - would I just take of my shirt and quickly drop my pants for that part? Would I undress to my boxers? would I undress completely and wear a gown or drape?

On the morning of the appointment I showed up with my heart racing. I knew that there was no backing out now. In just a few minutes, I'd most likely been seen naked by a strange female.......but maybe not......I still didn't know for sure.......the unknown just added to the excitement. How could I really do this? I was petrified but excited.

So finally the moment of truth comes as I'm called from the lobby and led back to the exam room. Whether I thought I could do it or not, I was now past the point of no return, whatever did happen in the exam was going to happen.

I was led by the nurse into the room where she confirmed that I was there for a complete physical. Then a big part of the unknown became clear - she pulled out one of those paper gowns and told me "She'll be in to see you in a few minutes, go ahead and take everything off, including your underwear and watch and put on the gown, open in the back".

So I now knew I'd be getting some level of intimate exam. "She'll be in to see you..." the words reminded me again what was going to happen.

I still remember the feeling and the nervous excitement of totally undressing in a doctors office for the first time, undressing a an unfamiliar place, not my home. The office was on the second floor of a medical building, and had a window facing a parking lot, but no buildings close by. The blinds were open and I debated about whether or not to close them. It was exciting to think of undressing in front of an open window, but in the end I chickened out and closed the blinds.

So then came that exciting part of sitting there totally undressed, under a flimsy gown, waiting like a condemned man, excited but scared, hoping my genitals wouldn't shrink up to an embarrassing small size from the fear. I know it was no big deal to the doctor, but I couldn't believe I was really doing this. Finally there was a knock on the door and the door opened as Dr J came in.......

So now was the moment that had been building for a long time..... my first physical, and with a female doctor to top everything else.

I was obviously nervous, and she could tell, but I think she just wrote it off to generally being nervous with doctors. She started with me sitting up and did all the normal checks of HENT, glands in the neck, etc. The whole time, all I can think of is "OMG, the genital exam is just moments away, I'm going to die of embarrassment".

Then she asked me to lower the gown so she could listen to my heart and lungs. She listened in the front, then moved around to the back. At this point, I was realizing that she could see my exposed back all the way down to the top of my cheeks..... I felt exposed for the first time, knowing it would be long until she saw everything I considered private.

Then she has me leave the gown down to the waist and lay back on the exam table so she could palpate my abdomen. Now my heart is really racing, knowing the genital exam would come any minute. After palpating my abdomen, she lifted the gown back up over my chest. Would she next lift the gown, or have me stand up?

Then came the words - "I'm just going to lift up the gown and do a quick check for hernia........"

I tried to lift myself up on my elbows, but she told me just to relax and lay back. I think she thought I was doing it because I was scared (not untrue) but the main reason was so that I could see her and my privates in one view to drive home the fact that I was really subjecting myself to this ultimate embarrassment. Seconds later, I felt the gown be pushed back, and could feel the open air on my groin. I knew now a strange woman was now actually seeing me completely compromised.Next I could feel her begin to lift my penis as she did a brief check, then started to feel my testicles. She asked if I did self exams, and I said "not really, I feel them in the shower, but I don't really know how to do a proper self exam." I hoped she would take that cue to show me how to do a proper exam, but she just said " just feel them for any unusual lumps". Next came the hernia check where she had me turn my head and cough a couple of time. All too soon (though it seemed to last for ever) she lowered the gown back and told me I could sit up.

I was hoping that she would do a rectal/prostate but she didn't because she said men under 50 don't really need them and I was 4o at that time. (I should have pressed it harder since more and more doctors are saying men over 30 should at least have an initial one.)

So then she told me I could put my underwear back on after she left and that the nurse would come back in to do an EKG. She said I could also put my pants back on if I felt more comfortable. I decided that I'd further my embarrassment by only putting my underwear back on and having the nurse see me in my boxers. Not as embarrassing as being seen naked, but this being my first time, it would still be embarrassing.

After the uneventful EKG, I got dressed and left. All in all, nothing overly different or exciting happened in my first exam,it was mostly the anxiety/dread/anticipation/excitement that made it so memorable. And now that I had done it once, I knew I was hooked and would be seeing doctors, male or female, on a regular basis and having a physical every year.

Not me, I'm scared to death.

About 8 months after my first physical, I moved to another state. After dealing with all the moving business, I started working on finding a new doctor. Using my new insurance companies web search I of course narrowed the list to all females. I selected one that sounded promising and made an appointment for with the Nurse Practitioner for the initial consultation. She was probably in her early 30s, average in looking but maybe a bit heavy. After doing the basic history stuff and nothing exciting, we talked about scheduling a complete physical. It was the busiest part of the year in their office, so after hearing that I'd have to wait about two months for a physical with the doctor (especially for new patients, a routine physical gets lower scheduling priority) I told her I'd go ahead and do my physical with her since she could get in the next week. I figured I already knew what she looked like and how she was, so I figured why not? It would make it easier to spend the next week imagining how it would go since I had a point of reference. After the disappointment of not getting a DRE in my first physical I made up my mind I'd insist on one if need be this time.

So I spent the next week wondering how it would go down, just like I did the year before. How would I undress, would the genital exam be done with me standing or laying on the table.......again wondering if I could go through with it or chicken out. The fact that she was a bit younger than the previous doctor made it a little more embarrassing, but that's what was great.

So finally the day comes and after a short wait, a med tech leads me back to an exam room. She does the basic temp and BP. Then comes the first clue to what was about to happen - she pulls out a small cloth lap drape and tells me to go ahead and take everything off and the NP would be in to see me shortly. Seeing the lap drape sent me over the top knowing that at some point I could expect to be completely exposed without even a gown or a pair of socks to keep me from feeling totally naked. So after the tech walked out, I started to undress, once again savoring the strangeness of being naked in an unfamiliar place, waiting to be seen in all my glory by a relative stranger.

So when I hear the knock, I'm expecting the NP, but the young med tech comes back in. It was embarrassingly wonderful to be sitting there with just that tiny drape over my lap and seeing her glance at me slightly uncomfortably, obviously not used to seeing patients in any real state of undress. Even though she couldn't see anything private, I still enjoyed having her look over and know that she knew I was naked under the drape.

But even better than that was what she held in her hand - a tube of lubricant. There's only one thing that could mean - I was getting my DRE. OMG - I was actually about to have a strange woman look at my anus, then stick her finger in to examine my prostate. I could think of nothing more embarrassing, and yet somehow I couldn't have been more excited. I could barely believe I was subjecting myself to being displayed, but how could I do this? But of course there was no backing out now.

So finally a few minutes later the NP comes in and we get down to business. As with the first exam, it starts with the stuff around the head, followed by the stethoscope on my bare back. I thought about her being able to see the top of my backside, but what did that matter- she'd soon be doing a DRE. Next came the last easy part as she had me lay back on the table to palpate my abdomen. I wondered would she remove the drape then, but soon I heard the words I had hoped I'd hear - "Go ahead and stand up so I can do the genital exam." What could be better? There's no way to do that except discard the drape and stand there completely nude, and to top it all off, I'd be able to look down and actually watch her do the exam - there's no way not to know its real this time. So I move the drape and hop off the table and she wheels over on a small stool and sits with her face just inches from my penis. "OMG I thought, If I got a sudden erection it would hit her" (I didn't of course.) Her asking questions about any soreness in the testicles, burning when I urinate only made the embarrassment better. And it got even better when she started talking about the DRE, telling me to bend over the exam table, spread my feet apart a bit and turn my toes in to make it easier. I'd never been more embarrassed in my life. Then I feel her spreading my cheeks as she says she's just going to do a brief visual inspection first. Then she tells me the lube will be a bit cold, but to just relax. Then for the first time I felt a female doctor's finger slide in for a rectal exam. I realized I probably couldn't think of anything else to subject myself that could be more embarrassing than that.

For the perfect cap to a perfect exam, she stayed in the room as I wiped off the lube and got dressed again. She didn't stand there staring or anything, but it was exciting none the less having her in there for the maximum amount of time.

So there it is - my second physical, but the most complete physical you could ask for.

Yes I have changed from dread to enjoyment provided doctor is a female. I really enjoy having a student or student nurse present.

I never did mind a physical examination never bothered me!

I totally agree with you on the submission thing, but how do you prevent an erection?

I don't do anything to prevent it, it just hasn't happened. I think its a combination of 3 things: 1)The reality, even when its great is quite as exciting as the anticipation/fantasy 2)There's still some general nervousness that goes wit it, even though its exciting 3) Worry that if I do get one, they will be offended.

The closest I ever came was with a physical that had an extended testicle exam. I can post that story if anybody is interested. I know that these boards always have a lot of fantasy and exaggeration on them, but I've really kept my post truthful for what its worth.

I used to dread physicals as a kid, but once I started going to a female doctor, I began to enjoy them.

I would say yes for two reasons, the most important of which is it's a doctor I picked. Secondly, I feel more comfortable since the doc is a woman.

I still dread it alittle, but I have come to enjoy it some as well now =)

I always dreaded going the gynecologist. I found one a male ob/gyn that took care of my during my pregnancy and for several years following. I may have gotten a little more comfortable, but then he retired. I found a doctor that had taken over his dad's practice that I had been to 15 years prior. I had the worst anxiety attack I have ever had. While I waiting on the table, I started to hyperventalate and had a cold sweat. I was about ready to grab my clothes and run out. I got through the exam but I do not remember driving home. It really freaked my husband (at the time) out. I dont go anywhere without some Xanax in purse!!!

I have , in the back of my mind i knew i was raped . It was about 10 years ago it came to light .I hated med offices , hospitals.....then i realized it wasn't doing me any good .so after i had a GI my attitude changed .I kind of enjoyed my vasectomy (there was a babe for a DR.) so i don't mind any more . :😃 :😃 :😃 :😃 😮 😮 😁

Yep, going through this transformation as we speak, cant wait for the next one

I do not look forward to being examined by my male doctor and find genital and rectal exams by him humiliating. I am conflicted about whether or not I like the humiliation. I think the conflict exists because I feel differently about it at different times.

In answer to the OP, it seems at least likely that I am in the process of transitioning.

Ok, it may sound weird, but when i was little, i DID NOT want my fantasies to come true: i have had a fetish for ekg tests since i was 5, i had my first at 9, but even though i enjoyed it and masturbated afterwards, i didnt want it to happen then. Maybe i was scared of the huge pleasure 😃

I also knew about holter monitors, found them exciting, but i was praying that i wouldnt need one (i had complained of palpitations many times).

But looking back, i regret it, and i wish to turn back time and have my young self undergo every exam that excited me 😃

Irrelevant to this, i was obviously scared of needles when i was a kid, but had no issues when a doctor saw me naked.

I remember the thorough exams that my former gp did, and I found it very unpleasant. That was 20 years ago. I’ve since changed doctors, and have never experienced that since. Today they rely more on blood work, but I’m sure that there are still plenty of doctors who like to probe and poke your private parts, and push hard on your abdomen. I could never imagine dealing with that again.

Just the opposite! I used to look forward to a doctors appointment, a respite from school or work. I was healthy and in shape and didn’t mind showing it. Now retired, my wife or I seem to always be going to a medical appointment: PCP, urologist, oncologist, PT, neurologist, neuro surgeon, lab tests, etc. It’s got to the point I’m sick of going and am trying to eliminate some of the visits.

I've come to enjoy mine because, when they're physical examination at least, I get to strip to nothing but the gown and someone I barely interact with outside of these appointments gets to check me. Right now it just so happens that both my pcp and derm are attractive female PAs/NPs so that doesn't hurt, but just being able to have that situation in general, male or female doctor, is something I've come to enjoy quite a bit.

I was very shy growing up and until age 50. I got into enemas at age 50 and I remember the first time I went to an enema nurse. I almost backed of the appointment because I was shy, but I really wanted a lovely lady to give me an enema. I went and loved being taken care of by a lovely lady. She gave me three enemas and a hand job at the end. I lost my shyness that day and over the years went to many more enema nurses. There were a couple that I was able to see multiple times in my travels. Over the years I had three enemates. Enemates are better than an enema nurse because it is a two way situation, we give enemas to each other and make each other climax. But since then I look forward to my doctor appointments. I really enjoy getting shots in the butt from a female nurse but that does not happen very often.

Stage fright is natural and part of the fun. A bit of stress makes the exam experience what it is.

Growing up I remember i absolutely despised and hated going to the doctor, mainly because I was a shy kid and didn’t like the forced undressing. I also hated how the doctors would talk patronizingly and treat me like a little kid. Then somewhere during my mid teen years I started to get completely turned on immediately after each exam and been the same since.

Yes

I didn't mind doctor appoints growing up. They were either general check ups/physicals or I was sick. Straight forward easy issues.

Now much older doctor appointments are not always okay. When sub has an issue, it can be scary and important to be dealt with now. Just the way his health issues could combine to be a problem for him, us.

So doctor appointments are not something I look forward to.