Operating Room

This sounds like so much! Would love to have the anesthesiologist holding the mask over my face while she is squeezing the balloon bag with her gloves hands. She is also talking to me calmly as I look into her beautiful eyes above her masks. I see the surgical team prepping tools while also prepping my body. As my eyes began to get heavier, she rubs my face with her smooth gloved hand while the other still holds the mask firmly over my moth and nose.

This is my Fantasy Roleplay and always will be.

Oh my… I've read mostly all of your fantasies (and not only I guess. . .), and mostly all of you see yourself as a despaired and totally frightened person.

well… if I'd ever had a chance to be in OR, I'd really want to be an assistant or even a leading doctor! sometimes I have a really strong desire not only just to wear my beloved surgical attires, but also to feel myself as a part of something notional. to have an uncontrollable grin on my face, covered by my mask, playing with my patient as I see him as a victim… but don't get me wrong! it all happens to us when we become too horny I guess! 😄

after all, lying on operation table and having this experience is great, but what about giving such an experience? when YOU feel that's everything in your control and YOU have a chance to save your patient's life or… well, you got me.

Definitely have at-least something of a surgical fetish, as both surgeon/patient. 😃 Sure do love surgical PPE, among many other types of hazmat, medical, etc PPE and procedures. Not necessarily into too much blood or gore/guts per-se though.

Yes. Absolutely. There is nothing more exciting from a fetish standpoint than the cold sterility of the operating room. The large looming overhead lights, the beeping monitors, the trays full of gleaming steel instruments, the operating table sitting in the middle of the room, spotlighted as if it was on stage. The other big turn on is the anesthetic, the patient completely giving up control to the surgeon and his medical team. They are nude upon the table, unconscious with those harsh surgical lights glaring down upon them, exposing every inch of their body as the monitors beep away steadily in the background. The perfect fantasy playground, in my opinion.

If I were to have a surgical fetish, it would be due in part to the recent surgery I had a few months ago, which began drastically differently than any of the other surgeries or procedures I've had previously.

Normally for a knee surgery or colonoscopy, I'd be laying on a bed, arms at my sides. I might be asked to roll to my left just before going out under the anesthesia. But this past time, they seemed to be moving quickly, as if working against the clock. I was tranferred from a bed onto a very narrow operating table that I'm surprised I fit on. Other tables were pushed into it from a diagonal angle, and my arms were stretched out onto them.

It always seems unfortunate that during these real situations, you're not exactly feeling up to sporting your best erection that staff could admire if you were to become exposed. The exhibitionist side of me would cause me to be more into a surgical fetish if the state at which I go in for a proecedure allowed me to present a better sized cock than i usually wind up doing.

Though I tend to imagine that many who have a fetish for being on the receiving end of somnophilia would also have a surgical fetish as well, as far as the unconscious aspect in the presence of one or more beings who want to carry on with one procedure or another on your unconscious body.