Do you have Second Thoughts or Guilt about your MedFet Fetish?

I have no guilt or second thoughts about med fetish. As long as I’m not hurting anyone (well, you know, not hurting anyone without their consent ?) and everyone is having fun, what is there to feel guilty about?

Rather than liking all of you who state you don’t have - or don’t have any guilt anymore - about your kinks whatever they are - just congrats! When I was very young I felt guilty for masturbating. Got over that within a year. After that I never had any guilt about enjoying enemas or any solo or consensual anal play. My wife and I enjoyed anal play and anal sex with no reservations. We tried some other stuff but it just wasn’t our thing. We never judged each other. If you enjoy your kink - like others have said said before without hurting anyone that doesn’t want to be hurt, there should be no guilt.

I think it is important to write about this hoping that my experience will help others while also helping me. Growing up, I listened to many of my friends' experiences of physical exams. I am not sure how they came up, but I seemed to be able to hear nearly every one of them explain what they had gone through. The most embarrassing stories came from Dr Nash (hence my medfet name). I always had an adrenalin rush and later would masturbate to their stories with great intensity. During those years, I felt that my medfet was a deep psychological disorder and I never spoke about it to anyone. I grew up extremely depressed and often suicidal - not as a result of my medfet, but as a result of understanding my sexual identity, my family "problems," and well, lots of angst. In college I had therapists but I never mentioned my fetish. It wasn't until I moved to Boston that I met a therapist who I worked with for more than 20 years. Eventually, I trusted her enough to share that I had a medfet. I talked about my shame, embarrassment, and how I thought it was "sick." She was magnificent - she said that fetish of any kind is actually quite normal and she ENCOURAGED me to play out my fantasy in real life. I wrote a personal ad for a local gay publication and within 2 weeks Dr Nash had his first patient. I was so nervous, but so thrilled when "Jack," said, "This feels SO REAL." That compliment was enough to blow the medfet door open.

I am grateful to find this community of like-minded people who are exploring their medfet. If you feel that your fetish is "sick" or makes you "mentally ill" - well, most likely it isn't. MedFet is a very natural extension of human sexuality and I have been deeply satisfied with nearly every one of my willing patients who, with their compliance and courage, schedule a comprehensive physical with me. Each guy has been different, and each has, in one way or another, helped me live a very healthy fetish life.

So young man, when was the last time you had a comprehensive physical exam?

:-)

This pandemic is making things slightly weird for me, I must admit. Quarantined, I now have even more time in my life to look at maskgirl pics on the web, since that's my medfet. And that is including some models. And I admit, I love it. But at the same time, this pandemic has killed so many daughters/sisters/friends/mothers, etc, and brought most of our lives to a standstill. Overall, it's an unpleasant thing, and frankly, I've been reminded that I hate wearing masks; I only like seeing girls wear them. To me, they are uncomfortable (maybe some of you who use uniform clothing in your exams have a different take. I'd love to hear it).

In another universe, I'd be born as a vanilla woman. I think things would be much simpler. I don't have "guilt", like religious guilt, but I would want a man to see me as definitely an okay person, and I've met plenty who thought someone into kink was promiscuous or sort of addicted to sex or something.

I have no guilt about having a medical fetish , if i met a woman id like her to have similar interests as i do and just accept thats what i'm into.

I have not had any second or third thoughts about MedFet Fetish. Enemas, catheter use, piercings, all good for me.

None at all . Received enemas and body temperatures taken rectally in my first home were always done with dignity , if I may use that concept , in a private and loving , nurturing home atmosphere under the ' adult supervision / administration ' of my mother . There were no ' feelings of guilt ' for either of us as to our respective roles and the timeline in which the above were administered . I have no ' feelings of guilt ' as a man for taking an enema in the privacy of my home and have done so for many years .

I’ve had this fetish for so long. I’m 25 and I feel no guilt about it whatsoever.

None whatsoever. If it's only in fantasy or consenting play it is fine. Just another in the hundreds of kinks out there. Lol, maybe thousands.

Me either none whatsoever. It's almost always a problem at the hospital at some point.

Prior to finding Zity Biz I never thought of the word fetish. What my husband and I were and are doing is a way of love. Things happened in my life that made it essential for my husband to take care of me. When I had no functional hands my husband took their place. I was only 19 years old and my husband was 21 when we were married.

Four months prior to our marriage he had just returned home from Vietnam. He was with the First Cavalry Division. He had endured the battle at Fire Support Base Illingworth, April 1st 1970 and the Cambodian Invasion. Bill was not drafted. Bill was a Volunteer, he asked to go to Vietnam. A quiet fellow when we met and a mental, spiritual and emotional wreck when he came home. I recall him screaming "INCOMING, INCOMING and trying to get under the bed.

I had a terrible accident shortly after we got married. I crushed both of my hands. Bill became my fingers and hands for about five weeks. I'm 19 and my husband washed my body in the tub. He cleaned me after I urinated and during my Menstrual Period, and after I had a bowel movement. He had fed me and everything else a husband could do for his wife. At first it was a bit difficult for me, however after a short while I began to embrace everything that was going on. Before we got married I enjoyed him giving me oral sex. I loved that through the entire month! Menstruation never stopped my passion for my lover to take me into his body.

I think we really began to understand what special love meant was when I asked him to kiss me while I was sitting on the toilet. I asked him to come in and kneel in front of me. Then to kiss me and kiss me and kiss me! Here I sat with now hands and I'm excited and had an orgasm while my husband kissed me. That continued and continues to this very day!

Yes, I know what fetish means. I'm not a fetish woman nor him a fetish man. What we have is unconditional love. Each person must be in agreement with what we do. No one if forced or do one way only. It's two people that think and love as one. There is no guilt. There is no sorrow in passion held in the hearts of two people that have learned acceptance. That's the road to unconditional love. And that is so darn sexy!

I can't say anything about people who are single. What I share is the life of a married woman.

Thought I was weird as hell for 5 or 10 years but that was 20 years ago.

Yes, I feel guilty, for many different reasons. My husband is also down on me for my fets, calls me sick and perverted.

Yes, I feel guilty, for many different reasons. My husband is also down on me for my fets, calls me sick and perverted.

My wife says I'm weird about my fets, she said I don't understand why I love doing anal play and plugging, my enjoyment her lost I said. And I don't feel guilty.

Now, not so much.

But I always felt guilt and shame as a young teenager when I would explore my new sexual interests. For several years it was solo exploration, before I had a girlfriend. I was fascinated by doctor visits and physical exams and I would play out scenarios in bed at night or sometimes in the bathroom. In front of the wall mirror, examining my penis and testicles, looking at my bottom, spreading my cheeks to examine my anus, even trying to look inside it, taking my own temperature rectally, putting my finger deep in my bottom hole, always ending with masturbating and ejaculating, often with my finger still inside. All these things made me feel both highly stimulated but also very very guilty and shameful. But I couldn't stop doing it.

Even once I began having sex with girlfriends over the years, and friends with benefits too, I sometimes still felt guilty. Even though most all of the women accepted my naughty interests. Some even had the same interests.

@Dragonflies369 I feel bad for you that your husband would treat you that way. I dated a woman once who made me feel terribly guilty for wanting to touch and explore her bare bottom. Not a good feeling!

@RichardAsni Thank you!

Never. Ever. Not for one yocto second.

It has absolutely nothing to do with the profession and everything to do with when your sexuality was woke. That is, (imho), why there are so many different fetishes.

Yes, I feel guilty, for many different reasons. My husband is also down on me for my fets, calls me sick and perverted.

I am so sorry he has made you feel that way! I am sure you know you are among friends here. You have no reason to feel shame or guilt.

Never. Ever. Not for one yocto second.

It has absolutely nothing to do with the profession. And everything to do with when your sexuality was woke. That is, (imho), why there are so many different fetishes.

A whole yocto second? That's a LONG time. 10 -24 seconds.

How about not even for a PLANCK TIME? 5.391247(60)×10−44 s, almost twenty orders of magnitude less time.

@Dragonflies369 I feel bad for you that your husband would treat you that way Mine makes me feel guilty for loving to lick her pussy until she comes several times and I do too. Terrible feeling when it is love.

Yes, I feel guilty, for many different reasons. My husband is also down on me for my fets, calls me sick and perverted.

Insist he get counseling or ditch him - you deserve much better than to be treated like that.

I had a terrible accident shortly after we got married. I crushed both of my hands. Bill became my fingers and hands for about five weeks. I'm 19 and my husband washed my body in the tub. He cleaned me after I urinated and during my Menstrual Period, and after I had a bowel movement. He had fed me and everything else a husband could do for his wife.

That is true love. You are a lucky woman.

It's one thing to not be into what your partner is into, but another to downright tell them that they're sick and perverted. No one should let their partner call them that. NO ONE. If your partner says you're sick because of your preferences (whatever they are), you have no reason staying with them any longer.

Thank you all for the kind thoughts! I have come to realize that I am not sexually satisfied with my husband. I orgasm but I want for so much more.

Currently, we are separated. I am staying at the house because of covid-19. I was at my Moms but she wasn't safe enough.

@Dragonflies369 Sounds like you have a mismatch of wants and needs in your relationship to the point it is not really a marriage anymore. Seems many things necessary for a marriage are missing as I found out the hard way as I go through my healing process. My therapist has been helping me see these things and make better choices. 😃

No, none at all

No One getting hurt and being legal = no reason for any guilt. People who judge are the ones who should be feeling guilt!

Everyone has different things that turn them on - and off for that matter.

If everyone is consenting (and old enough to consent) and no one gets hurt, what's the problem?

@Dragonflies369 I hope you find some way or some one to make you feel completely satisfied and happily exhausted at the end of play time. Life is too short to live unsatisfied. You deserve happiness!