*(Read tags before reading. Contains mentions of shit.)*
One day I decided to go to see a doctor, since I was worried about the look of my erections. Something just felt odd about them, which had gotten me worried. It was something like it was slanting a little to the right. I had read on the internet that it was possible to get a doctor to look at it, so I decided to give it a try.
I had attempted to get an appointment a week in advance and had explained the circumstances, but because I was too nervous, they told me to come down to the clinic that day.
I drove down to the clinic and waited in the waiting room for them to call me in. It took around half an hour, and then a female doctor came out and yelled, "John Smith," which was my name, so I stood up and said, "Yes." The doctor then asked me to enter the room she came out from.
When I walked into the room, I could feel the temperature of my surroundings rising. She must obviously have turned on the heat, which was weird, because it was late spring.
The temperature only caught my attention for a short moment though, before I got a look at the doctor. I was not very tall, and had only average looks, so when I saw how tall and beautiful the female doctor was, I got a lot more nervous than I already was. Especially considering the circumstances of my visit.
The doctor looked at me from her desk in the corner and said, "Take a seat," so I walked over and nervously sat down. The doctor's eyes never left me as I walked over to the chair, which made me feel a lot of pressure. When I sat down, I tried to keep eye contact, but my eyes couldn't help looking away from the doctor's.
The doctor smiled and said, "My name is Alice. You can call me Doctor Alice. You don't need to introduce yourself," she ended, noticing I was going to tell her my name.
She then continued, "John, we are here today, as far I can understand from our earlier conversation on the phone, because you feel like the way your erection looks is odd, correct?"
"Y...Yes, Miss Alice," I answered, evidently giving away how nervous I was.
"Okayy...well for me to check whether there's something wrong with your erection, I am going to have to see it," she told me in an unhurried tone. "Unfortunately, I am the only doctor in the clinic, so it isn't possible for a male to take on the task. I hope you're fine with that."
Honestly, I was a bit hesitant, but I knew that since she was a doctor, I would be childish if I said I wasn't, so I faced her and answered, "Of course, Miss Alice," and looked away right after.
"Ok, now for you to get that erection, I can offer you anything that could be of assistance, you just have to say it," she said, and when I heard that, something must have snapped in my brain, for what I was about to say was really the most ridiculous thing you could imagine.
To give some background to what I was about to say, I was a massive sub, in the context of BDSM. I had always fantasized about being dominated by a woman and used for her pleasure.
I would imagine myself being squashed under her bottom until I was about to pass out, and then her farting in my face, so that when she lifted her ass to give me some air, her stench would be the only thing I would smell. I would often jerk off to these kinds of fantasies and videos in this category.
So, what I ended up shakingly saying was, "Maybe you could fart on my face." I didn't dare look up after that, sure that she was going to be angry at me and ask me to leave, but the only thing I heard was my own heartbeat, and the sound of a quiet room.
Therefore, I built up some courage and raised my head. Miss Alice was looking down at me with lofty eyes and asked, "Is that going to help you get an erection?"
