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Deviant Doctors And Nurses
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Disney Doctors and Nurses Part 1 Published: Sep 1, 2014
All rights to images, characters, and everything else belong to Disney and Pixar. Yeah, so this one has more than just movies because there were a few extra characters that I thought it would be fun to include (a few Pixar characters, a few from some animated Disney shorts, just to mix it up a little...and take up space). Mostly medicinal doctors, but I included a few that hold the title of doctor, even if we don't see them practice medicine at any point. Movies included: Rescuers Down Under, Great Mouse Detective, Peter Pan, Atlantis, stock characters, Cars, Pocahontas, Princess and the Frog, Lady and the Tramp, Mulan, animated shorts, Finding Nemo, Bedknobs and Broomsticks, Lilo and Stitch, Treasure Planet, UP
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To coin a fitting age old phrase, "IS THERE A DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE?"

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Playing Doctor with Cindy Published: Dec 24, 2016
This girl is my neighbor when i was a little, her house is one alley next to my house Her name is Cindy, she was the same age as me back then her father is (coincidentally) my doctor, so when i play at her house, we often play doctor with a real stethoscope this story was the last time i played doctor with her --------------------------- We were 12 years old that time. I visited Cindy's house on Friday evening, when her parents is out for work in the local clinic. i asked her what she wanna play, and she said "let's play doctor" i directly agreed (i had my medical fetish already, thanks to her too), as we both usually do her turn to be the patient "okay miss Cindy, what do you feel?" i asked "i have a fever, and i vomitted a lot, doc" She said "okay, let me check you first." i said. "please lie down on the bed, miss" the examination bed is actually a wooden table that we set up. We decided to use the table because it has a drawer to put the stethoscope, that her father gave her one for playing, as his father's examination table had. Cindy slipped her blue denim overall's shoulder strap, and lie down as i asked her to. After that I pulled out the stethoscope from the drawer, as she removed the first button on her white shirt. I put my stethoscope on and started to check her heart and lungs, just like what doctors do. "take a deep breath" i asked. I watched as my stethoscope rise and down again along with her breathing. i pull my stethoscope from her chest, and she buttons up her white shirt again. "your heart is--" "Wait" She interrupted. "you haven't checked my stomach, doc" "i thought you will be embarrassed when i checked your stomach now, we are older, you know?" i said. "as if i care, you know me since the kindergarten already" Cindy snapped. I doubted, but then i said. "then, may i take a look?" She pulled out her white shirt from her overall, showing me her skinny belly and, automatically, her lower bra. Yes, her bust might not grown much, but she wears it back then. i put my stethoscope back. "excuse me" i said as i put my stethoscope to her upper belly, right below the bra strap. I listened several time there, then slides my stethoscope to her left belly, listening carefully to her bowel sounds. then i put the stethoscope in some places around her navel and listened each time the stethoscope landed on her pale skin. I removed my stethoscope, and gave her abdomen a tap, like her father always do when he checked his patients. after several times tapping my fingers around her belly, i said "okay, you can let down you shirt, miss". ---------------------------------------------------------------- We never played doctor again after that, and one month later, i moved away to Malaysia. I never heard of Cindy again, even when i returned to my country after few years.
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Very good story, I wish you could see her again

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“This is the place?” I asked, peering out of the window of my girlfriend, Erica’s sedan. Sometimes I don’t know how I get talked into things. Erica had managed to convince me to go with her to get some procedure done at this run down little clinic by the edge of town. She had coupons or something and wanted to try it out. Me, I don’t like doctors, I don’t like dentists, I certainly didn’t want to try my luck with some unknown place but one conversation with my girlfriend later I had agreed not only to go with her but try it out too. “This is the clinic.” Erica confirmed, pulling into a parking space “Remind me again what this procedure is?” I asked “It’s one of those look younger in just 30 minutes things.” Erica said “Sounds like a scam.” I muttered “How can it be a scam if we have a coupon for free trips?” Erica asked “Just make sure if they ask you if you want anything extra you say no.” I said, reluctantly getting out of the car. The inside of the building wasn’t half bad actually, much nicer than I would have expected. Erica gave the receptionist her coupons and sat down next to me in the waiting area. It wasn’t long before a woman in a white gown walked up to us. “My name is Mrs. Perkins.” The woman introduced herself “I’ll be your nurse this afternoon. Now, which one of you wants to go first?” “John will.” Erica said quickly. I looked at her, the way she had said it seemed a little suspicious, but I shrugged it off. “I’m going first.” I echoed, following Mrs. Perkins into the room. It was also nicer than I was expecting, rows and rows of drawers lined the walls and a single metal chair sat in the middle of the room. Everything was neat and tidy, if a bit odd looking. “I sit there?” I asked, pointing at the metal chair. I didn’t look very comfortable. “It’s all a part of the procedure.” Mrs. Perkins said “Um, about that.” I said, sitting down “What exactly is this procedure? My girlfriend said it would make me look younger.” Mrs. Perkins laughed “Well, she wasn’t lying. The first step is to restrain the subject.” Before I could ask what that meant, metal clasps came out of the chair and fastened my arms to the armrests and clamps came out of the floor and grabbed my feet. “Wha-?” I sputtered as more clasps and clamps came out and completely immobilized me. Then there was faint grinding sound and the chair itself lurched and began to change shape. The chair whirred and clicked as it slowly elongated and forced me to stand with my arms high over my head and my feet firmly attached to the floor. I tugged and yanked against the restraints but they were on tight. “Don’t move so much. We wouldn’t want an accident now would we?” Mrs. Perkins said, opening a drawer and pulling out a pair of shears and a white puffy object. . My heart froze in terror for a moment as she walked up to me with the shears. To my partial relief she just cut through my clothes and let them fall on the floor around me, leaving me completely naked. Then Mrs. Perkins picked up the thick white object and unfolded it. “Wait, is that a diaper?” I asked in disbelief as she once again advanced on me and taped it on. It felt really weird and bulky, I could barely push my legs together with it on. “Yes, like I said, we wouldn’t want an accident.” “What are you doing to me!?!” I demanded, wriggling against the restraints. If they were putting me in diapers, I could only guess that they intended for me to actually use them. “Oh, nothing much.” Mrs. Perkins said, producing a baby bottle full of milk from one of the drawers “Just a simple regression.” She shoved the bottle in my mouth and I felt warm milk start running down my throat. “Mmmph!” I said, trying to turn my head away from the bottle but the machine held my head in place “This formula will make you love going oopsie in your diapers.” Mrs. Perkins said “Babies like you need it to behave properly.” She made me drink every last drop from the bottle. As soon as she removed it I yelled at the top of my lungs “Help! Someone help! Erica watch out!” Mrs. Perkins chuckled “I wouldn’t worry too much about Erica, baby. She’s getting exactly what she was expecting. It was her suggestion that you come here wasn’t it?” My eyes widened “You’re turning Erica into a baby too!?!” “Oh no, you’ve got it all wrong baby.” Mrs. Perkins said “But enough of that, don’t you need to go potty?” I thought it was an odd thing to say until I felt a weird urge. I realized I had to go potty, no more than that, I wanted to go potty. I wanted to go potty right here and now in my diaper. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to do it, just to try it. I knew how ridiculous it would look; part of me told me not to, that I was an adult and not a two year old toddler! But the feeling was too strong to resist. Experimentally I let my bladder relax a little, just to see what it would feel like, and suddenly I was soaking my diaper in bliss. And once I had released by bladder, there wasn’t anything I could do but push the entire contents of my bowels into my diaper too. The entire ordeal couldn’t have lasted more than a minute, but the entire time I was trapped in mindless bliss, the only thing that I could think of was myself going potty in my diaper. When I came out of my high Mrs. Perkins was smiling in front of me and I blushed a deep red. I could feel my diaper squishing between my legs and I knew it must have been obvious that it was full. “You’d better get used to that every time you need to go. That formula’s effects lasts three months, and by that time we’ll have given you a second dose to prolong them indefinitely.” Mrs. Perkins said “How does it feel to be fully potty trained and still completely unable to go potty anywhere but in your pants?” “What did you do to me you complete mother-” I was cut off mid-sentence by a pacifier being shoved in my mouth. Apparently Mrs. Perkins had gotten it while I was busy going potty in my diaper. I automatically tried to spit it out but I soon realized that I couldn’t help but suck on the pacifier. There was something about it that made it so I couldn’t spit it out no matter how hard I tried. Mrs. Perkins left me like that for about thirty seconds before pulling it out with an audible pop. “Ga goo ga ba!” I said angrily as soon as it came out of my mouth. Mrs. Perkins chuckled “Naughty words aren’t in your vocabulary anymore baby. But don’t worry, we’ve left all the words you’ll need to communicate. Can you tell me you pooped your diaper?” “I made stinky in my diapey.” I said without really thinking about it and blushed again. Mrs. Perkins tickled me under the chin “That’s a very good job baby!” She said “Even though we’ve erased most of your language, you still can talk all about your ba-ba and paci and diapey. That’s all you’ll need to talk about anyways. Your life is going to be much simpler, just a series of bottle feedings, naps, and diaper changes.” Mrs. Perkins took a baby bonnet from the drawer and tied it around my head. “Now let’s see baby’s first steps.” She said, walking to the far side of the room and clapping her hands. The metal clasps on my wrists popped off and I was freed from the babying machine. “Now can you come to me, baby?” Mrs. Perkins asked, clapping her hands I waddled a couple steps as best I could but the bulkiness of the diaper made it really difficult and I had to go down on my hands and knees for balance. I tried again but that time was even worse, I could only toddle about five steps before losing my balance and falling hard on my butt. It was only then that I realized the baby bonnet wasn’t just for show. It was another babying device like the pacifier and the baby formula! “I ba gaa pfffft!” I said, trying to undo the knot around my chin to no effect. My hands were now as uncoordinated as my legs, undoing the knot was way too difficult for them. Mrs. Perkins patted me on the head. “Don’t worry, I’m not turning you into a complete baby.” She said “Only a toddler. You’ll still be able to take two or three big wobbly steps before falling down on your big mushy diaper.” “Bud I no baby!” I said, pounding my hands against the floor to show my frustration. “Don’t worry so much about it.” Mrs. Perkins said “You don’t need to be a big, tough boy anymore. You’re just an adorable little baby. And you have a wonderful mommy to take care of you too.” “Mommy?” I asked “Aww, he’s so cute!” A very familiar voice said behind me “Ebibah?” I asked, turning around in shock to see Erica looking down at me “Erica’s a little too difficult for you to say now.” Mrs. Perkins said “Try mommy.” “Mommy?” I ask, looking at Erica and Erica bopped me on the nose “Very good John-John.” She said “Now, your baby is ready to leave.” Mrs. Perkins said, taking off the baby bonnet “But first you should probably get him ready. Do you remember your training to be a mommy?” “Yes.” Erica said and before I could ask what training meant she reached down and pulled back the back of my diaper “Eww, John, you pooped! You’re a really stinky baby.” Erica said and I turned red from embarrassment but also from anger. Erica had planned this! She had brought me here just to turn me into a baby! “Can I change him here?” Erica asked Mrs. Perkins “Of course, all the changing supplies are in the drawer.” Mrs. Perkins said Erica laid out a changing mat and a clean diaper and supplies like a pro. It was obvious she had practiced before, she must have been planning this for months at least! “I have some friends with their own babies.” Erica said, answering my unspoken question as she lay me on the mat and untapped my soiled diaper “I’ve learned how to bottle feed and change diapers and stuff like that. After all I needed to be prepared have my own. Of course I never imagined just how adorable you’d be as my little regressed cutie!” “Afa goo ba dee!” I tried to tell her I didn’t want to be her regressed baby, but all I managed was drooling on my chin. Erica giggled and holds my used diaper at arm’s length while tossing it in a nearby diaper pail. “Now you wipe his little bum down.” Mrs. Perkins instructed “Remember, use as many wipes as you need.” “All right.” Erica said and I gasped as something cool and wet touched my skin. It felt weird but also surprisingly good as Erica wiped my poopy butt clean. “Now baby powder and a clean dee-dee, right?” Erica asked “Exactly correct.” Mrs. Perkins said and I felt the now-familiar bulkiness of a diaper return between my legs. Except it was way thicker this time, I felt like I had an entire pillow between my legs. “Big diapey?” I asked, patting my thick padding “Well, it’s a two hour car ride back.” Erica said “And a certain someone can’t hold his messes any longer. Better to be safe than sorry.” There wasn’t much I could have said to that, even if I had had all of my vocabulary back. I was wheeled out to Erica’s bright gold sedan in an adult sized stroller. Thankfully there wasn’t anyone outside that could see me but I had a bad feeling that that wouldn’t be the case for long. When we reached the car, Erica opened the backseat door and I saw an adult sized carseat that had apparently been installed in my time in the clinic. Not only that, but the seat next to it had a baby blue diaper bag, as though to remind me what my life was going to be like from now on. “Upsie-daisy!” Erica said, lifting me into the car and strapping me in. I was light, but being picked up was still a bit startling. I had had no idea Erica could do that. While Erica put the stroller in the trunk I made a hopeful attempt at undoing the straps on the carseat, they were fastened with only simple buckles after all, but my uncoordinated hands proved incapable of carrying out even that simple task. “John, you really shouldn’t try to escape. Babies can’t do anything without their mommies and you’re no exception.” Erica told me as she got in the front seat and began driving. I could see most of her face in the rearview mirror and could tell by the look on it that she wasn’t actually upset that I had tried to get away, just amused. “I no baby!” I said “Not yet.” Erica said “Don’t worry John-John, soon you’ll be a little baby on the inside like you are on the outside. You’ll have to accept your new life of diaper changes and helplessness. Soon you’ll even enjoy it, you’ll love playing in the park and exploring the house in just your big poofy diaper. And when baby needs to go potty, you’re going to have the time of your life squatting down and making a big oopsie for mommy to clean up. I’ve seen it happen with all my friends’ babies, trust me it won’t be long for you.” “Bud-” I began but Erica popped a pacifier in my mouth before I could say anymore. It was just like when Mrs. Perkins had put the pacifier in my mouth, no matter how much I tried I couldn’t spit it out. “That formula did more than make you diaper dependent.” Erica explained “It also made you crave your binky. Not to mention you now love watching kiddie cartoons and playing with stuffed animals. There’s also a couple other surprises for you in store, but I think I’ll let you figure them out yourself…” “Mmm…” I suckled. Now that I thought about it, playing house with my stuffed animals didn’t seem that bad… I could play the mommy and beary could play the baby and giraffey could be the daddy… I shook my head to try to clear the thoughts. I tried to concentrate on adult things I liked, football and hot girls and stuff. But I found the thoughts surprisingly boring and I couldn’t focus on them for long before drifting back to what playtime would be like… “Aww, you’re slipping already aren’t you?” Erica giggled, my battle not lost on her “Don’t fight it so much, mommy’s going to take really good care of you, I promise.” “Mmm…” I suckled extra hard on my pacifier, just barely keeping my adulthood but suddenly I felt a familiar twinge in my bladder. Knowing how good wetting myself would feel, I didn’t stand a chance. I let loose in my diaper and was rewarded with an instant high. Drool ran down my chin and I began giggling dumbly. The pleasure from wetting myself actually didn’t last that long, it was only a small wetting, but it was enough to break my mind and turn me into a baby who thought everything was funny for no good reason. “Looks like my little baby needed that big diapey of his after all.” Mommy said “Bapha mmfoo!” I drooled happily around my pacifier. I loved my big diapey! It was so big and comfy and soft! I couldn’t wait to get home and play in it, then it would be really, really fun! Maybe I’d even go stinky in it sometime and mommy would come and change me! Mommy giggled “You like your life as my little baby?” “Mmm-hmm!” I said. I felt my tummy grumble telling me I needed to go poopy. I pushed, no hesitation, no worries, just a little baby filling his big soft diaper. Mommy smiled. “Good job making your afternoon oo
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