Your defiant behavior had consequences—relocation to a stricter ward. Now, under Dr. Nastya's watchful eye, you found yourself restrained, unable to resist as she methodically prepared for an invasive RECTAL examination…
They’re watching you. Two figures. Fully covered. Silent. One adjusts something on the tray. The other nods. No words. They’ve done this before. You try to lift your hand—you can’t. The mask tightens slightly. Warm. Sweet. Final. “It’s workin
You're here for a diagnosis, aren't you?Then keep that mouth open—it's essential for a complete assessment.The restraint is necessary…You tend to squirm under pressure.I need full visibility—down to the last twitch.I’ll start with external res
Your mouth is forced open. You can do nothing to stop it. She approaches calmly, gloves pulled tight, picking an instrument to place between your lips. "Don’t like it?" she murmurs. "Doesn’t matter. Endure."
