Knowing of being undressed soon

Hey everybody . From child to teen it always arouses me when I knew I would be naked or just in my underwear before physicals or other exams . How is Everybody thinking about this ? Do you feel the same ? also to feel embarrassed ?

Absolutely. The anticipation of knowing that soon you will be exposed to the doctor is hugely embarrassing before and during the exam. However, after the exam, it's one of my favorite highlights. Another favorite is the nurse or doctor actually telling me to get undressed. So embarrassing, and yet so exciting!

If just intimate exposure also counts then I would say yes. Even though it's for medical need and I am totally ok with it. It's not embarrassing or scary. I am neutral for the exams. But yes the thought that I will have to expose intimately in a bit, feels weird. Only briefly though. Then it's all normal. No embarrassment. No fear. No excitement either.

Having said that, I recently had a gynec appointment in which I cried but it was for different reason as I wrote in the blogpost here. It was not fear of the exam.

Even for the anal ultrasound I had I didn't feel embarrassed about having to expose for the scan to the doctor but it got embarrassing when a reception lady came in during the scan. She was not medical person who saw me naked. Only that's why the embarrassment.

I think this depends a lot on the particular patient and doctor involved in the examination, and do feel that younger patients might experience this more.

Yeah, I completely feel the same. Not just that, but thoughts about how thorough the doctor will be? Will he/she perform brief eye and heart check, or you will have to bend over and accept his/her finger on your prostate? Will doctor be male or female, for me it's equally embarassing, but in different ways. How old the doctor will be? Older male doctors tend to perform more thorough exams from my experience.

And as you all say, in that moment, you usually feel just embarassment, maybe some fear. (I only felt excitement with one cute female doctor cougar, and even got semi erect). But when you get home, you get excited so much. Remembering the details.

That also applies to my fiancee's exams. She soon needs to have a new employment exam, and also register at her new gynecologist. I don't feel embarassment and fear, I feel some mix of excitement, jelaousy and helplessness. What if her doctor were male and thorough? Etc. But after exam it is another story 😉

Yes, I was very embarrassed in anticipation of this. My face often turned red, my heart was pounding. But if they asked me whether I was shy or not, I always answered no. Because that's what my elders taught me.

After puberty, I would often get aroused knowing I would be examined soon. I'd normally calm down by the time the doctor actually arrived to start the exam, but some white coat syndrome still persists in me.

Once I was a teen the anticipation turned way way up knowing that before I left the exam room I would have every inch of my bare skin examined (even if I wore underpants during the exam) I wondered when I was a teen if someone was watching through the drawn curtains as I was being examined. This anticipation turned to outright embarrassment when I was 13. In the past (until I was 13) had my weight and BP done fully clothed and as the nurse left she would ask that both my brother and I strip down to our briefs and then the doctor would be the only one to see us unclothed. However as I sat in a new doctor's office in a new town that we had moved into in December I realized that I was going to get undressed behind the door to the exam room door which was visible in the waiting area. I already knew that I was going to have a female pediatrician, that my mom teased me about on the way over ,'ohh she is going to see pretty much everything'. Plus this doctor's exam was needed for me to continue school , so I felt like the checkup was like an entrance ritual into this small somewhat conservative town that we moved to. However when we were called in the first thing the nurse said was ‘have them strip down to their underpants’ she said as she began to change the exam table paper. As we disrobed the nurse just stood there watching us as we took off everything except our Fruit Of The Loom's. As I have related in other posts this checkup was humiliating and arousing and I felt like I had to strip for this doctor to get into this town. As I got up on the scale I saw my image in a full length mirror and realized that I was basically as close to naked as I was wearing only a brief worth maybe $1.

I already knew that I was going to have a female pediatrician, that my mom teased me about on the way over ,'ohh she is going to see pretty much everything'.

I often found it contradictory that boys are supposed to feel less ashamed/exposed when showing their genitals to a male doctor. Especially when at the same time, referring to any sort of homosexual tendency is also supposed to be embarrassing for boys.

So why would grown-ups think that boys have more of a problem with women doctors? After all, a female is supposed to be the socially approved viewer of male genitals once boys have girlfriends.

So why suppose that boys prefer showing to male doctors? There seem to be contradictory sets of assumptions operating here.

In a way it's amusing, but I don't think that anything is gained by holding two contradictory notions at the same time. Not really advantageous to logical thinking. Sometimes it seems that society cannot keep its social axioms in a row.

I always got a nervous/excited feeling when I knew I had to undress for a doctor visit.

As a child, I didn’t think much of it. Just thought it was a bit weird to be undressed for the doctor. As I got older as a pre-teen/teenager, I kinda looked forward to it. Being told to get undressed and how much/what to take off was what peaked my interest. For me being undressed or knowing I will have to undress tells me that I’m going to have a thorough exam. It’s been a few years since I’ve been told to undress for a physical, and I feel like I’m being cheated out on a thorough check up. It’s a bit difficult to examine someone with their clothes on in my opinion.

Most definitely even to this day in my senior days. Kicks in mentally and emotionally upon trip to appointment. Really elevated when entering exam room and a awaiting gown already in place on the examining tabletop. I cerebrally seem to even see my name on it as though it is a no choice directive putting me in a submitting state of mind in that I am now their property.Fretter.

For me, the most embarrassing age was when I was 12 and at the age when I was getting most self conscious about being seen undressed. When I went the doctors when I was ill I knew that they would ask for me to get undressed so the anticipation of having to do so already got my heart rate up and butterflies in myself. I asked my mother if I could go in by myself but she said no, and I felt nervous in the surgery stripping down and then sitting on the end of the bed and lying there, being weighed etc. when down to my boxers. My big brother was in the exam room with us and smiling at me seeing my embarrassment.

That also applies to my fiancee's exams. She soon needs to have a new employment exam…I feel some mix of excitement, jealaousy and helplessness. What if her doctor were male and thorough?

Does it make you feel kind of like the doctor is cuckolding you in a way

Yes. From age 12 on I found it embarrassing and difficult to prevent an erection once in my underwear in front of the nurse and my step mother. I would pull my underwear up tight to hold it down but it was kind of obvious as they could see everything and even if I was able to keep from getting an erection with them on as soon as the doctor pulled them down and off it always went up at that point And my face would burn.

Yes, the anticipation feelings and a little bit of anxiety are very exciting during an examination, you clearly know what are going to happen and sometimes you could have an erection and this is very embarrassing but normal.

As a boy I was shuffled around from doctor or other provider on an as needed basis. The care I received was substandard and often administered by soulless cretins (I should not degrade cretins in that manner but I have Cretin Hop by Ramones playing in the background so cretins come to mind. A cretin has more compassion than the assholes I had to deal with). My Foster Parents took me to a very kind, skilled and compassionate Pediatrician at age 11 for a complete physical. I was behind on my childhood immunizations so 4? (I think) injections were on order. She told me flat out what was going to happen and they could cause a little discomfort. I tried to muster the right words but all that came out of that 11 year old's mouth was “Well at least you didn't bullshit me. I appreciate that." My foster parents busted out laughing. As time went on my anxiety level over going to the doctor diminished significantly. One person CAN make a difference.

I always felt nervous when I knew I had to undress for a doctor visit.

Sitting in the waiting room as a teen was terrifying. I had the biggest knot in my stomach waiting for my name to be called up on the dot matrix display calling out patients. It was just the pure unknown of it all. Even if I was at the doctors for something mild, in my head I always felt “I could end up having to take my clothes off in there and be touched by a stranger”.

And in the rare instances where it did, like the unexpectdly detailed neuro and musculoskeletal exam I once had, the anxiety skyrocketed. In that case I had to strip to underwear, and have all my joints and muscles stretched, manouvered. I also had to walk back and forward a back corridor (where nobody could see, apparantly) in my pants, barefoot, so they could look at my gait. I was mortified. This was in the early 00s in the UK.

Sitting in the waiting room as a teen was terrifying. I had the biggest knot in my stomach waiting for my name to be called up … I always felt “I could end up having to take my clothes off

I was very nervous in doctor's waiting rooms too, but mostly because of what might be found that gave my mother cause for concern (or outright terror) that would mess up my life and make her treat me as if I were at death's door.

People chatting about exams have often asked me about what was the worst part and often seem surprised when I say the waiting room, so I'm glad to see this topic given its own thread and that other people have had the same experiences and fears.

For a time in my teens I had regular exams once a month or so for which I always had to undress fully from the start. So I was used to the routine and when my name was called & I was told which room to go to it always felt like it was 10-9-8-7-6 etc steps towards my inevitable fate.

I always wondered if others in the waiting room somehow knew why I was there or could tell that I was about to be naked on the other side of that door. I felt sure the receptionist knew and probably looked on me with a mixture of pity and amusement. My biggest dread was that one day, instead of just calling my name and telling me which room to go to, she would add ‘…and take off all your clothes / get completely undressed / strip naked.' for everyone else to hear.

People chatting about exams have often asked me about what was the worst part and often seem surprised when I say the waiting room

Weren't you ever concerned about what the findings might be and what treatment the findings might require? Being told about a horrid disease or condition seems to trump a thing like being naked.

In very early childhood (preschool age) I was never afraid of going to the doctor, but I was not ashamed. From the age of 5 to 9, I went to the dermatologist, where I had to strip naked, and I treated it as something normal.

Between the ages of 10 and 15, I began to feel ashamed at visits to the pediatrician (female). I wasn't ashamed of being a woman, only that I had my genitals examined in my mother's presence. I felt like a little child, I was very ashamed of being treated like this.

When my mother informed me that she had scheduled a check-up, I was a little nervous. Then there was waiting in the waiting room. I was most embarrassed when my mother talked to other mothers and mentioned the need for a thorough examination.

Then there was the medical examination. First there was a conversation - then I was clothed. Then I had to strip down to my panties. Finally, after the doctor had examined me, my mother would "remind her" to examine my genitals. I always wondered what would have happened if Mom hadn't reminded her. However, that never happened. I always had to lower my panties while the doctor was examining me.

@agracier #22 I agree, those would be much greater concerns to someone feeling unwell and not sure what the causes or treatment might be. In my case being still a ‘late developer’ aged nearly 15, I didn't feel unwell as such, it was more like the treatment would help me catch up and be like my friends. As such the treatment wasn't so physically dreadful (observation, measurement, blood samples, injections), rather it was the psychological effects (embarrassment, lack of privacy / dignity etc) that stuck in my mind.

I've only ever had one exam where I had to get undressed right down to my underpants, and I wasn't embarrassed about it. The only two people there were the doctor giving me the pre-op check up at the hospital and my mum. Mum had seen me like that (or worse) loads of times, and the other guy was a doctor, so for 9-year-old me that made it okay because doctors were trustworthy and I'd only ever had good ones who treated me well, and my mum was there so it was completely safe and for a good reason. I still do get a kick out of remembering ‘Okay Alex, in a moment I’m going to ask you to take all your clothes off apart from your pants and your socks', and I actually did take my socks off because for some reason it felt weird to me to be in my pants but still wearing my socks. I was just expecting a quick exam of the thing that was going to be operated on (my dick - I had phimosis and needed to be snipped) but hell no, this doctor wanted to give me a full check-up, and I actually really liked it with no embarrassment, even getting an erection at having the cold stethoscope put on my chest, which happened to me for as long as I can remember.

Any other exam I remember I was never required to be completed undressed - just the part of me that needed examining. As a younger kid I always felt a bit bashful about taking my shirt off, usually so the doctor could use a stethoscope on me, including at school once at the only school medical I ever had aged 5 or 6, but somehow I could always be persuaded to co-operate. I still think a doctor and my mum combined talking to me kindly to persuade me it was okay to have this done to me contributed to my fetishes as an adult - intense experiences at an early age which in my case were also dealt with with love and affection and very professional doctors who knew how to handle a kid with modesty issues.

I feel excited and aroused at the same time

Embarrassed because I'd have my most intimate parts on full display to the doctor and possibly his nurse (male most likely) or male med students. Anxious and scared because I've never had an exam and as soon as I'm undressed, I'd be required to follow through with the exam and have no control over what is being done to me.

I still do get a kick out of remembering ‘Okay Alex, in a moment I’m going to ask you to take all your clothes off apart from your pants and your socks', and I actually did take my socks off because for some reason it felt weird to me to be in my pants but still wearing my socks.

For me, it was my mother or father who would be asked "can you strip him to his underpants please?" but I felt grown up when the doctor asked the same to me to undress. There was only once when they said "he can keep his socks on for now, but in a strange way I actually felt more undressed getting on the scales with my boxers and socks on than in just my boxers, even though that doesn't make sense as it was just unusual.

I actually really liked it with no embarrassment, even getting an erection at having the cold stethoscope put on my chest, which happened to me for as long as I can remember.

The same with me, the cold stethoscope going over me really made me grow downstairs if they asked me to breath in and out I probably took a far deeper breath than needed with my chest and back really lifting off the table as they moved the stethoscope about. And of course I loved it when I got to listen to myself, my heart sounds, breathing sounds, and the gurgling in my tummy as I laid down and went all round my bellybutton with it.

Same here: the anticipation of knowing that the doctor would ask me to undress to my underwear and that I might even end up totally naked in front of him always aroused me from the start.

I completely understand this feeling. I enjoy the thought of getting examined with my brother when I was younger because I would watch him undress, and then me undressing. The exposure and embarrassment was great. Same reason I enjoyed a spanking from my dad. I know I would be stripped completely naked for it. It was the anticipation that always gave me a boner.