I’m imagining that more than I’d like to ever admit anon, reading it here brings peace and clarity to my heart. I know everyone loves Medic and thinks he’s a sex God because they’re biased and love him, but I just love the thought of this megalomaniac compensating and compensating hard.

Maybe it’s cause I’m lesbian and I don’t think I’ll ever need to worry about having sxx with a ween that needs to pleasure me, but lil d!cks are so hot to me. Not hard to handle and easy to overstimulate and tease over. Idk! The thought of being unable to even make a fist and pump it off is so alluring to me.

Sorry this got TMI, but I just love this thought with Medic. Just him squirming and mewling in shame and pleasure as someone giggles at his little peen. Bonus points if he gets too excited and premature ejacs (another fave of mine).

As someone who doesn’t wear myself, I always think about this frankly. There has to be a point where it’s second nature like that! Regardless, I’ve been thinking about this so much. He doesn’t even realize it at first, it’s become normal for him, despite being so close with another merc. In fact, he’s not even bothered by the wet warmth, that is until it doesn’t remain in one spot. Wether its from the other merc looking down in shock, or his own horror, its way too late regardless. There’s no stopping those floodgates, especially with the embarrassment and surprise of his accident.

What’s even worse, he doesn’t know what to do or say. Does he apologize? Does he try and explain? How would he even explain? Instead he’s just boyishly clutching his crotch and knocking his knees, the trickling sound of his piss hitting the tile floor below.

After all of that…he’s finding himself conflicted after cleaning up. Does he force himself back to his old ways? Or simply accept that he’s made himself like this and keep wearing? One answer is rational…but the other is shamefully appealing.

Oh I love it so much LMAOAOOA I really hope it gets in someday!! I’ll be sure to link it in the replies of this on Twit. Regardless, that is certainly a fun premise, sort of like a drain gag. Either start drinking or start drowning, Medic!

Just the thought of his hair being soaked as multiple people yank him up to their cocks, hot streams of piss making the plastic fog and the stench even worse. He hardly has to worry about drowning though…something tells me this mutt will be desperate to get it right from the tap before it can even pool in the cone of shame.

That or of course the scheisse route…not even really being forced to consume it, just being used as a toilet and forced so close to the waste itself. Trying not to gag as it’s forced against his face, trying to tilt his neck up and away from it before another heavy onslaught comes. Lots can be done with the cone!

I don’t doubt it’s happened at least once. Then again, maybe he’s done it on purpose, going out there knowing he has neglected his usual routine. Maybe a good gut punch or accidental shove will get things moving.

Either way, once it actually happens, immediate regret and deep arousal sets in. How do you tell your Heavy you can’t exactly stand up to keep pushing the cart right now, seeing as you literally cannot stop yourself? Usually having an accident like that is equated with diarrhea, which is fine for some, but I think something more my taste and more fun might just be a solid, needy load.

I’m embarrassed now after writing that but we persist I need to get back into my grossness. As I was saying, the thought of not just a blast of suddenness, but just him quivering and trying not to grunt as he’s on his knees and slowly losing the battle. His labcoat is covering some shame, but the discomfort of trying to go into those tight jodhpurs makes that null and void. Trying to be subtle as he buckles over, his body forcing him to shit despite the circumstances going on around him. It feels so good, yet so embarrassing, he can’t help but groan in a mix of shame and pleasure of finally relieving himself. That is until it’s all over, and that afterglow is replaced by horror, remembering he’s closer to the point than his spawn.

ANON. PLEASE. Enabling my embarrassing fetish like this..for shame. REGARDLESS…it is something I unfortunately day dream about quite often.

Him sitting in some weird setup that spreads his legs and just legs them hang, little scared whimpers as such a strange part of his body is held and cupped. Understandably he’d be so scared and quivering but that’d make it even more arousing as they tighten up a bit. Not to mention how embarrassing it’d be for someone to be staring so hard…At least I imagine.

That or of course the other route, which I’m not AS into, but certainly still very much am. Would love to hear him squeal as someone yanks them, squeezes them, etc. I’m not into destroying or maiming them personally, just enough to cause psychic damage and a hurt ego. Just listening as he whimpers between gentle caresses and then a howl from a sudden yank.

Fuck my gay chungus life if God is real why did he give me a fetish for fucking balls