Fantasy Getting Weighed

I would be called back to the exam room by a very strict nurse. We would take a walk down the hallway and we'd stop at the scale. She would order me to take my clothes off right there in the hallway and get on the scale. I start crying as we r in a public area and I hate getting on the scale. She tells me again in a stern voice to get undressed and get on the scale! I finally do so and hesitantly step on the platform of the scale. The nurse takes her time in sliding the bar over to the correct number. She then raises the height bar to the proper height. She tells me my height and weight and writes them down on my chart. She then looks and sees that I've gained 15 lbs since my last appt. She tells me

this and starts to lecture me as she walks me to the exam room where the lecture continues. She tells me the doctor will be in shortly. As she's leaving, she tells me she will be personally contacting me to schedule a follow up weigh-in in 2 weeks. I'm sitting there crying.

For my fantasy, I'd change a couple of things. I'd be ordered to strip in the exam room under the constant observation of the male nurse. He'd then order me to follow him down the hall to the scale despite my protests. We pass other naked patients - male and female - on the way to the scale. Once there, we have to wait our turn. I step on the scale for my weight. Once completed, I'm ordered to stand up straight with my back to the scale and hands at my sides for height and body size measurements. On the way back to the exam room, we stop at the lab station for a blood and urine sample. Once again, we have to wait. There's no bathroom, everything happens in view of everyone.

I love the thought of having to undress in the hallway for weight.

I really love the idea of an exam done all in the open with patients of both genders being fully nude

Could this take place at a dental office?

My fantasy would be being asked by a female nurse in the exam room to strip completely naked in the exam room and then escorted through the waiting room full of women who wolf whistle at me to increase by embarrassment to a scale in the corridor in full view of everyone. Once I've been weighed I then stand with my back to the wall to get my height taken, with my now erect penis standing to attention pointing up to the girls in the waiting room. I then get a full range of body size measurements including skinfolds, waist, chest - the latter two with me holding my arms behind my head - and then the nurse measuring the length and girth of my erect penis.

My fantasy was to be led by a strict nurse ordering me to strip clothes and having a hospital dress put in a wheelchair and taken to a room where I will be held until the doctors begin to do the procedures.

Here's the link to my posting about an actual experience like this , which I had recently:

https://www.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;msg=852723

Could this take place at a dental office?

If this sort of thing happens at your dental practice, I must look into that dental plan!

My fantasy involves getting a TRUE weight. This involves getting multiple enemas and bladder drainage before a nude weighing and measuring.

I thought I'd have something to contribute to this thread, but it looks like people have already hit all of my fantasy high-points.

I dream about being taken back to an exam room where I am told to strip down to nothing. The nurse doesn't leave while I strip off. He or she stands there and asks me some general medical questions. Once I'm naked they say "Ok, let's get your height and weight" and lead me out of the room down a busy hallway to a scale up front by the nurses station. I have to stand there nude and wait for a bit while the (female, nude) patient in front of me gets weighed then turns around to get her height measured and sees me there just as naked. She tries to cover herself and is asked to stand straight with her hands at her sides. I start to get hard as she is led back to her exam room. After my weight is taken and I turn around for my height, I see a quick flash and realize that I have been photographed standing against a grid on the wall to record my height. As I'm led back to my exam room I wonder what will happen to the pictures.

Sometimes I like to imagine that the patients are given embarrassingly small covers to wear for "modesty" especially if they might be seen by people in the waiting room.

For men it would either be something like a front-only loin-cloth that is barely long enough to hide the genitals and is made out of the same flimsy paper as disposable gowns, or else it is an extremely stretchy but extremely small thong-style sling-type brief, also with no real back. Neither of these garments provide any coverage if you get even the hint of an erection. The paper loin cloth has nothing holding it down so the penis simply pushes it out of the way, and the thong is fairly translucent to start with and just stretches with the erection. Both have the added indignity of very clearly showing any wet spots.

For women patients the bottoms would be the same two options, and they would have matching options for tops. The loin-cloth would have a similar bra-style top that looks a lot like a drip-cape from a dentists office, but it is split in half, one side for each breast. It has a non-adjustable neck string, and an elastic tie around the bottom. The bottom tie runs through a fold along the bottom of the two "curtains" so they can inconveniently slide around. The nurse are generally no good at picking the right size for patients breasts so women are always either bursting out or the tops are too loose to hide anything. The g-string bottoms have a bra-style top that has two shoulder loops and two tit-bags" made of the same super-stretch material as the bottoms. Women with anything but the smallest breasts have to lean forward to slip their boobs into the sleeves, then pull the straps around each shoulder. They stretchy tops only come in two sizes and do nothing to hide the patients nakedness. If anything they highlight it by drawing attention to their chests. Male patients obviously have no need of an exam top.

I would love to be weighed while nude, humiliated for being fat, then forced to eat cheeseburgers and fries until I can't take it any more while a very thin, judgemental woman doctor observes me and tells me how to eat (take larger bites, chew, open wide so the doctor can observe the food going down my throat as I swallow etc..) then I am weighed immediately after eating, then I am given a full physical examination while I am uncomfortably full, then I given a few hours break from eating to go to the dentist to check the condition of my teeth and gums, then forced to eat again (this time, lots of baked goods and other sugar filled foods), then weighed and examined after eating the sugary meal. then i am kept on the all sugar diet for a few weeks (only being allowed to brush my teeth every other day) while i am weighed daily before and after being force fed. then i am forced to go to the dentist again to see if the all sugar diet affected my teeth and gums.

Then I would be fat shamed some more, then forced to spend a few days in the dental chair to fix the damage from the all sugar diet, then forced to be on a very restrictive diet and intense workout regimen until I am at a normal weight again.

You can achieve your " treatment " by some enemas under medical control done by a nurse and a doctor. Having to release in their presence.

Not a fantasy, but the scale for my doctor's office is actually in the public hallway from the waiting room to the exam rooms.

Yesterday I had a physical with a play doctor. He's a real doctor that performs these out of his home. He was super strict. I had not been taking care of myself and not being accountable to the scale at all. First thing that happened when I got there is I had to strip everything off. I tried leaving my underwear and bra on and he sternly told me to take those off now. He has a Detecto 439 scale and measured my height and weight on that. He also has a digital scale to measure body fat. After being on the Detecto 439 scale, he made me stand on the digital scale while he measured and recorded my body fat. After that I had to go directly to the corner to think about my weight and my choices. I hate doing corner time and he made me stand there, perfectly still, hands at my sides, for one hour. After that he called me over and he had a thick leather strap laying on the table. He ordered me to bend over the table, restrained my wrists with handcuffs, and gave me 150 with that strap. I was sobbing and kicking like crazy. He sent me home with a scale and I am to record my weight and body fat daily. I'm also to go back for accountability for a weigh in weekly with him.