#medical fantasy

[madude21]

The experiment

The last thing Laura remembered was volunteering to test a new form of melatonin said to have been very potent. She had fallen asleep on a very comfortable couch in the lobby of the clinic but now she was full of fear as he took in her surroundings. Her heart sunk as she gazed at what seem to be a doctor with amask and goggles to hide his appearance. As she looked around her she found that she was bound to a gerdy surrounded buy medical instruments she had only seen in movies and shows.

"What the hell are you doing, this isn't part of the experiment"

The doctor ignored her and started to organize his instruments at the same time mumbling something about "the pregnancy experiment"

"What pregnancy experiment!? I was in a melatonin experiment! I'm not even pregnant!!"

"Are you sure about that" the doc replied

Chills ran down her spine as she looked down to find her belly had grown into a beautiful baby bump, as large as a beach ball.

"I've got a new record because of you, 13 whole months!"

"No that's impossible, I can't be pregnant! This can't be happening"

Laura started to kick and shake violently, struggling to escape the old, rusty gerdy

"This is my favorite part, now hold steady as I administer the epidural"

Laura, still struggling, kicked with all her might and swung her leg and broke the rail, hitting the doctor on the forehead, knocking him out cold. When she had calmed down a bit she realized what she had done. It wasn't too long till she started feeling contractions. She screamed as she felt the excruciating pain of child birth.

It was 8 hours before the doc came too and by then, Isabel was beginning to crown..

"Good thing I didn't miss the best part, that was very rude what you did to me, I have a headache now"

"SHUTUP AND CATCH THE BABY!!"

The head was sticking out and the doctor had started to put on his gloves. But before he did anything he said

"Because you didn't want to paly nice I think you can stay pregnant for a little while longer"

She placed his hand on the baby's head and started to push

"NOOOOOAAAAAAHHH!!" she cried out

"I can help you get your baby out if you can promise me something"

"Anything, just please stop!" She beged

"You'll help me with my next experiment, but this time you'll be conscious, is that understood"

"Yes, just please stop"

Doctor the doctor changed the position of his hands and started to properly deliver the baby. As he pulled it out Laura let out a echoing scream of pain. Seconds later the doctor was holding the baby as the umbilical cord was still connected to Laura

"It's a girl!" he exclaimed

"Please let me see my baby" Laura said in a defeated voice

The doctor started to uncuff one of Laura's arms and put it on the leg that she had kicked free earlier. He knew that she was too weak to do anything now and that the new baby girl needed to be with her mother. As Laura held her new daughter, the doctor chuckled and said

"I'm very excited for my next experiment"

#birth kink #pushingbabybackin #birthfetish #giving birth #medical fantasy #huge pregnant belly

[daisywords]

One of my biggest nitpicks in fiction concerns the feeding of babies. Mothers dying during/shortly after childbirth or the baby being separated form the mother shortly after birth is pretty common in fiction. It is/was also common enough in real life, which is why I think a lot of writers/readers don't think too hard about this. however. Historically, the only reason the vast majority of babies survived being separated from their mother was because there was at least one other woman around to breastfeed them. Before modern formula, yes, people did use other substitutes, but they were rarely, if ever, nutritionally sufficient.

Newborns can't eat adult food. They can't really survive on animal milk. If your story takes place in a world before/without formula, a baby separated from its mother is going to either be nursed by someone else, or starve.

It doesn't have to be a huge plot point, but idk at least don't explicitly describe the situation as excluding the possibility of a wetnurse. "The father or the great grandmother or the neighbor man or the older sibling took and raised the baby completely alone in a cave for a year." Nope. That baby is dead I'm sorry. "The baby was kidnapped shortly after birth by a wizard and hidden away in a secret tower" um quick question was the wizard lactating? "The mother refused to see or touch her child after birth so the baby was left to the care of the ailing grandfather" the grandfather who made the necessary arrangements with women in the neighborhood, right? right? OR THAT GREAT OFFENDER "A newborn baby was left on the doorstep and they brought it in and took care of it no issues" What Are You Going to Feed That Baby. Hello?

Like. It's not impossible, but arrangements are going to have to be made. There are some logistics.

#idk what to tag this #worldbuilding #writing fiction #historical fiction #fantasy #a real-life example: my dad (a pediatrician) was once entrusted with the care of a baby who was born with a rare condition #this was in a place without great hospital/medical access and anyway they were going to fly the baby over #and he specifically asked them to bring the mother and baby #they show up with baby and...the baby's uncle #and he was like. y'all. do you think I asked for the mom to come just for fun??? We don't have formula here. what is the baby going to eat?

[shitpostingkats]

I'm sorry I'm still not over Riz taking the High Fantasy Equivalent Of Speed except no one remembers he weighs 25 pounds soaking wet so instead of Calming The Hell Down like we all know in our heart of hearts Riz would do if he actually took properly dosed stimulants he just sprints through all 9 phases of hyperfocus and ascends to neurodivergent godhood and starts solving mysteries you've never heard of and then becomes paranoid that someone's gonna take his memories so he goes up to a pirate and asks them to tattoo his red string conspiracy board on his flesh

#also he's sixteen and on spring break in cancun #what. what do you think this pirate thought when a highschooler with pupils wider than god walked up and asked for a chest tat of NIGHT YOR #Riz's coffee chugging is an attempt to self medicate change my mind. you can't. #Riz fucking Gukgak #he sleeps with a sword. he sleeps for four hours a night. he offered to bite a guys eye out and shove it into his best friends skull. #he can't stop breaking into crime scenes. #d20 #dimension 20 #fantasy high #riz gukgak

[emlan]

I'm familiar with the concept of game balance, but still

#FINAL FANTASY XVI #final fantasy series #clive rosfield #torgal #FF16 #blood #medical

[ftmtoyboy]

Need a mad scientist to kidnap me as a test subject, fascinated by the long term effects of testosterone on a pussy, so they grab me to examine and experiment on

Need to be strapped to a lab table with gloved fingers twisting and pulling my tdick, asking me to rate my pain on a scale of 1-10 and ignoring my cries of “ten ten ten please let go.” want them to hold a vibrator to it and randomly select the speeds for a better sample, recording the time it takes for me to cum over and over. After I’m fucked out and overstimulated, they can take a break by using my mouth to get off, leaving my cunt free to test how long I can take a fucking machine pounding into me before I pass out

#ftm ns/fw #ftm nsft #ftm sub #cnc k!nk #ftm cnc #r4p3 m3 #r4p3 kink #r4p3b4it #rough cnc #r4p3 fantasy #r@petoy #r@pe kink #r@pe fantasy #rough kink #free use toy #medical kink

[heavenlyascent]

who wants two year old art of a video that's like 5 years old?

#sephiroth #ff7 #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #how much of my twitter stupidity did I never post good god #anyway #I can only draw Sephiroth with mascara running down his face it's a medical condition

[cerealmilker]

while visiting the doctor he asks you if you’d like to participate in highly important medical research for a bit of extra cash, he says they’ll pay five thousand bucks at the end of the research and all you have to do is “run a few standard tests and stay a couple of nights at a research facility”

you agree, i mean he said it was important and the fact they are paying you is a nice added bonus, what could be so bad about a couple of nights in a medical research facility?

the next day you arrive at the address given to you, an empty secluded carpark, with a black SUV parked in the middle. you get out expecting maybe a doctor or a scientist to happily greet you, they did say it was highly important, surely this is normal right? instead four suited men emerge from the doors of the vehicle and grab you roughly by the arms and legs carrying you into the car, kicking and struggling you notice one reach into his pocket, pull out a small cloth and push it close against your face. you only remember the sweet smell as you blackout.

florescent white light invades your vision when you re awake. groggy, you try to stretch your arms when you realise you cant move them, infact, you cant move anything from your neck down. you look down to see you are strapped down on a padded table, arms pinned to your sides, legs spread apart, naked and vulnerable. you were so confused, what the hell was going on?

you see a man, a clean looking older man wearing a white lab coat enters the room holding a clipboard and a pen and takes a seat next to you in a chair just out of your vision. you try to speak, to ask him what was going on but your words are muffled and barely audible, in your mouth was a small gag. after a couple of minutes hearing him writing on a his clipboard you notice a wet squelching sound approaching you, as it got to where you were strapped on the table you heard the man speak. “time is 22:43, first compatibility test starts now”

you felt multiple long slimy tentacles wrap round your already restrained thighs, more made their way onto your chest circling your breasts and eventually teasing your nipples, they began by gently prodding them, tapping and nudging your nipples before placing one of their suckers on each of them. this can’t be happening. you feel your clit twitch. no this- this is so wrong, you didn’t sign up for this, why was this happening to you? what was this thing? and why….why was it making you wet?

you didn’t get the chance to be confused for much longer, feeling another slimy appendage make its way up your legs, it makes its way up your thigh and then stops, right infront of your cunt. slowly it rubs itself up and down your slit, mixing its slime with your wetness before making is way to your clit. again it prods, pokes and taps at the bud between your legs. you feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, you really dont want to be turned on by this but something about the way the tentacle on has now switched to suckling gently on your clit has you gushing.

“the subject responds incredibly well to stimulation provided by the first creature” the man speaks calmly, you cant stop your eyes from rolling in the back of your head, every single movement from the appendages had you twitching. its like they new exactly how and where to touch you.

you felt another appendage press at the entrance to your cunt. this one was thicker than the rest, the tip pushes into your hole, and even the first few inches are a stretch. it pushes further and further in stretching your little tight hole nice and wide for it. you cum just from the stretch alone, and the extra stimulation on the rest of your body. whatever this creature is, it does not care that your pussy has never taken anything this big before, it starts brutally shifting in and out of your stretched hole, rubbing up every wall again and again and again. you start to see stars, the overstimulation way too much for your poor body to handle.

and right when you think your on the edge, about to blackout. it stops and pushes deep down, up against your cervix. you feel its hot sticky fluid invade your womb while it twitches up against your walls. all the other appendages stop stimulating your nipples and clit, hearing them slither off and away from the table. you lie and wait, surely it was done secreting whatever fluid has just entered you and will pull out? a couple of minutes turn into ten maybe fifteen, the only sound you could hear being the mans pen on his paper.

again you hear the man speak “test will resume in 3 days, subject and creature will stay linked until birthing”

you start to cry as you hear him leave, realising you’re stuck there. overstimulated cunt stuffed to the brim with alien sperm, and a huge tentacle between your legs to keep you company till the birth of its offspring. lets hope it doesn’t get bored and play with that swollen little bud of yours.

#cl1t torture #cl1t #cl!t torture #cl!t overstim #tentacles #monsterfucking nsft #alien fucking #rapekink #r@pe fantasy #medical kink #medical examination #transmasc #ftm nsft

[worldformula]

hades laid his hands on you and gave you everlasting life.

#ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #final fantasy xiv #ff14 #fandaniel #emet selch #medical horror tw #eye horror tw #its just one of those days

[coolfireguy73]

Happy holidays !

I was supposed to post this earlier but I didn't have much time to finish it.

I mean... i realized like, the day before Christmas that it would be great if I drew something for the occasion :/

Anyway, enjoy !

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #fanart #art #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jotaro kujo #jolyne cujoh #ffxv #final fantasy xv #digital art #ignis #ffxv ignis #promnis #prompto argentum #prompto #ignis scientia #me :) #dadtaro #heavy x medic #red octoberfest

[robinmage]

#this shit is my bread and fucking butter #I'm having so much fun you have no idea #just finished the 7th light novel....... four more to go..... #so far it's been like. 5% romance. 25% medical malpractice. and 70% fantasy politics #I'm having the time of my fucking LIFE #sorry I haven't been posting mahoyome much I've spent literally all of my waking free hours this past week reading/watching #the apothecary diaries #kusuriya no hitorigoto

[sugaredoleander]

the most unrealistic part of house md isn't the malpractice it's the unlimited resources & how little time they spend dealing with insurance

#house md #like in terms of medical accuracy it's one of the More accurate ones but still gets stuff wrong #in terms of how little time they spend dealing with insurance?? in the US?? that's the real wish fulfilment fantasy

[artist-mico]

hello. can you please draw soldier eating a burger thank you.

*soldier voice* today is a good day!

#my art #tf2 #tf2 medic #tf2 scout #tf2 soldier #tf2 pyro #ask #your-mothers-fantasy

[heart-2-get]

mmm i love lying back on the bed, my legs spread wide and my pussy stuffed with a speculum, cranked open as far as it can go, clenching desperately around the blades while my heart races away in my chest

i love the feeling of being so humiliated, so exposed, knowing that anyone who walked in at that moment would be able to see deep inside me, see my cute, pink little cervix all slick and ready for a load, knowing that anyone who wanted to could pick up the stethoscope on my bedside table and press it to chest could hear the frantic racing of my heartbeat

what would you do if you walked in on me, hmm?

would you use me? pull the speculum out and fill me with your cock? breed me while I begged you to cum deep inside me?

would you press the stethoscope to my chest? listen to my pounding heart while you touched my clit, explored my wide open pussy? would you make my heart race even faster so that you could hear it skip when I came?

mmm, what a dream come true...

#medfet #medical kink #gyno kink #speculum #cervix #playing doctor #medical exam #cardiophilia #cardiophile #heartbeat kink #female heartbeat #cardio kink #fantasy #stethoscope #stethoscope kink

[longhardtransitionreturns]

Twilight Sleep

Colonel Hutcherson's blonde bombshell wife has been making waves in our small town since the moment she got off the train in a bright red pin up dress with more creamy cleavage on display than our poor farm boys had ever seen. Her sea green eyes, red lips, and shapely hips on top of the longest set of gams in stilettos to ever set foot here immediately made her gossip fodder for the bar flies and the busy bodies.

They said she couldn't buy bras off the rack because her breasts were so big. That she sent all the way to New York for her stockings. That her hair was falling out because of all the peroxide she bought to keep her hair a brilliant platinum white.

Either she already had a baby growing in that flat belly of hers when she came to town or Colonel Hutcherson put one in her right quick because it wasn't long before Ashley Hutcherson’s already obscene titties were spilling out of her tops and her belly was growing straight out like a bullet. She wore her dresses so tight the whole town knew the very day her belly button popped from an innie to an outie.

I knew Ashley, of course, because I was her OBGYN. One thing I figured out quickly is there were no thoughts behind those pretty eyes. Ashley was so dumb she could barely string a sentence together and I had to explain to her how her baby was going to come out of her tiny little fuck hole. The look of horror on her face when she realized she was going to have to push a watermelon out from between her legs was priceless.

And that was without me telling her that she had an extremely narrow pelvis and Colonel Hutcherson made such large babies his last wife had labored for 3 days to squeeze a 14 pounder out. She could barely walk for weeks and she was a regular size farm girl.

Ashley was so relieved when I told her about the miracles of twilight sleep I almost popped in my pants right there. She was delighted she’d just go to sleep and wake up with a baby, none of the mess of having to push it out. 

When the time came, Colonel Hutcherson delivered her to my home surgery when her pains were regularly five minutes apart. She was so swollen by that point she was wearing nothing but a white silk robe trimmed with lace over her shoulders. Her pretty face was screwed up in discomfort when I opened the car door to help her out.

Her eyes lit up with relief when she saw me. 

“Oh, doctor, I’m so glad to see you. I’m ready to go to sleep now. I don't like how my tummy feels. It hurts!”

She clutched my arm with one hand and her massive, straining belly with the other as we walked inside. We bid goodbye to her husband at the door and I promised to call him. Her kissed her on the cheek and told her to mind the doctor. 

She shivered when I led her into the delivery room and she spotted the steel table in the middle of the room. Her eyes went immediately to the stirrups.

“We’ll put your legs up there to help the baby come, honey, but first we have to get you ready to go to sleep.”

I coaxed her out of her robe, taking a moment to admire her dark, swollen areolas and how the baby had settled low in her elongated belly. She was so big I had to help her up on to the table. She let out a grunt of discomfort as she lay back and the full weight of her overloaded womb and her massive milk laden tits settled on her small frame.

She was pliant as I strapped her legs into the stirrups but she gasped sharply when I ran my finger through her folds. 

“Let's get you ready, Ashley.”

I didn't bother to explain what I was doing or apologize for the cold temperature of the shaving cream as I spread it over her vulva. She had just a smattering of blonde curls but I ran my razor over them anyway just to have a clean work surface.

“That's a good girl,” I reassured as Ashely moaned through a contraction while I wiped the cream and hair away. She was a groaner but she was clearly trying not to writhe too much in the stirrups.

I let her recover from the contraction while I prepared the enema supplies. When I approached her with the tip of the tube and a bit of lube, I saw fear flash across her face for the first time.

“Where's that gonna go?”

I smiled reassuringly. “We need to clean out your insides to make room for the baby.”

I slipped it in quick, shushing Ashley's yelp of protest, and allowed the warm water to start flowing. She was dumb but quickly figured out what was happening when an urgent pressure started to build in her bowels.

“Ow, ow, my belly, it's too full already! It hurts!” She rubbed the underside of her aching orb, trying to twist to the side to alleviate the pain in her gurgling gut but stopped by the straps on her ankles in the stirrups. “I feel like I need to poop, why are you doing this? Ow!”

I pressed my palm against her pelvis, rubbing firmly. She cried out in protest.

“We wouldn't want you to poop on me or your baby's head, no would we, Ashley? I can't believe you're being such a bad girl. I'm sure the Colonel told you to do as the doctor says.”

Ashley looked betrayed now, scared, in indescribable pain, exposed on a table with no way to know what was coming next or to do anything to stop it.

As if to illustrate the point a contraction gripped Ashely's roiling abdomen and she screamed, full throated, as tears streamed down her face. The agony of contracting with a full bag of warm, salty water in her ass broke any last semblance of composure and Ashley started begging me to make the pain stop.

I secured the catch bag underneath her and prepared the drugs I would need to administer twilight sleep while Ashley screamed and pleaded her way through three more contractions. I realized quickly she would need extra restraints while under because she was tossing her aching body wildly, huge tits swinging. 

When I finally removed the plug the noise the laboring woman made was so erotic I got hard instantly. It was a groan of agonized relief followed immediately by a yelp of pain when yet another contraction closed around her middle. 

Ashley was spent, legs splayed limply, her bowels empty and her ass clenching. The baby had dropped so low by this point she was starting to feel him in her aching hips. She was unimaginably full and the ordeal of the enema had taken it out of her.  After the pain passed, she gathered her composure enough to look up at me beseechingly. 

“Put me out now, please. I don’t want to hurt this bad anymore.”

I had to adjust my rock hard cocktail before moving to her side to slip my special cocktail into her IV. I stroked her face as she started blinking and nodding her head from side to side. I watched as awareness left her eyes and her mouth dropped open with a weak groan.

“Ashley?” I tapped her cheeks, moving her jaw from side to side. Her green eyes stared up without recognition. I reached down and tweaked her engorged nipple and her lips opened to emit a moan of pain.

This was my crowning, pun intended, achievement. I'd perfected a scopolamine cocktail that turns the patient’s brain to mush but leaves her aware enough to feel and respond to the pain of labor in order to be a beautiful, brain dead birthing doll for my and my patron's pleasure.

I left Ashely lying on the bed, contracting now about every three minutes and really feeling it, measuring by her noises, to make a phone call. Then I put an oxygen cannula under her nose, cleaned her up between her legs, checked her dilation, and wrapped her wrists and ankles in towels so there wouldn't be any questions about bruises. 

When John Hutcherson arrived, he looked as eager to get the night started as I was. We'd met during the war when I served as the chief medical officer of his battlefield command. We found out one pregnant local girl later that we shared some frowned upon predilections and now, ten years and a lifetime of experience later, we partake of his wealth and my medical genius as often as we can without raising suspicions.

It's John's wife so, of course, he gets to go first and however he likes. He loses his pants quickly after he walks in and sees her strapped spread eagle, her arms straight out and tied to the table and her legs secured in stirrups. She's screaming through a contraction and oblivious to our presence.

John moves on her like an animal in heat, plunging his generous, throbbing member into her exposed, dilating cunt without any preamble. She shouts as she is brutally and unexpectedly skewered on his cock while a contraction is still ripping through her. He doesn't give her even a moment before he starts pistoning in and out of her so hard her back is slapping up and down on the steel table.

Her titties bounce lewdly, slapping from side to side atop her grotesquely swollen belly, as he rails her with all his strength. I finally go up and hold Ashley’s head to keep in from hitting the table due to the force of her husband’s pounding. Her leaking green eyes are filled with fear and pain but it’s also clear the struggling woman isn’t capable of understanding what’s happening to her. Her world has narrowed to the pain and fullness in her tits, hips, and cunt, and as far as she is concerned, it’s never ending. 

Hutcherson blows his first load when she has an especially hard contraction on his cock. He lets out a surprised gasp and then he’s jerking as he’s milked by his wife’s laboring uterus. Their cries blend in the air, one of utter pain and the other of blissful pleasure. 

When he’s finally able to pull out, his flagging cock plops loose with a squelching sound. His cum mixed with blood and amniotic fluid floods out of her and on to the cloth below. 

The brutal pounding leaves Ashley listless and moaning with a little bit of drool making its way down her chin. It’s part of the beauty of the drug that even though she’s blasted out of her mind, her body is going to push the baby out no matter what. 

Over the next several hours, we take turns playing with her engorged nipples, sucking them to induce contractions. John sticks his hand up her through a couple, shivering with arousal when she cries out and tries to get away from the intrusion. Eventually her agonized sounds change to desperate screeches as transition hits and the contractions become longer and unbearable. We each dip into her a few times while she endures the most painful part of labor and both barely keep from cumming when she clamps down on our dicks and wails. 

It takes her hours to get the baby down but it’s huge in her tiny pelvis and when it gets lodged in her hips, she starts vocalizing low, loud grunts as her body tries to expel the huge head. I almost blew my load too soon when I wedged my dick up against her massive stomach and rolled her hips side to side to help urge the huge load down. 

She screamed bloody murder when it finally crowned and John held it there for a good long while, stroking her engorged clit and easing the head out so she didn’t tear. The body was huge, however, and we had to put her legs as far back as we could to help her deliver the shoulders. Her cries of pain echoed off the walls as I roughly jerked the rest of the body out of her sore cunny. A huge flood of liquid shot out of her bloody slit and she was left with her pussy bared, gaped open and dripping birth fluid. 

I handed the baby off to my loyal nurse who maintained the nursery in the next room and turned back to my friend. He was hard a rock, stroking his wife’s ruined cunny. She was still visibly hurting, both from the sheer size of what just came out and the after birth contractions. 

I climbed on top of the beg, squatted over her deflated belly, and put my dick in between her massive tits. Behind me John let out an erotic groan as he sunk his massive length deep into his wife’s loose, bleeding pussy. It made a nasty squelching sound when he pulled all the way back out and slammed back in as hard as he could. He proceeded to brutally rail his wife’s post birth pussy and I came all over her tits while she flopped up and down on the bed, screaming from the pain. 

The next time I saw Lucy, she was back in her white silk robe, a 17lb baby suckling at her ample breast. She’d reapplied her lipstick but her eyes were bloodshot and she looked like she’d been through hell. She woke up initially screaming about the pain in her pussy and she was still sitting awkwardly, an ice pack on her bruised and throbbing sex. 

That being said, she was thrilled she didn’t remember a single bit of it. She thanked me profusely and told her husband she wanted me to deliver all of her babies. Once her poor little cunny healed, of course. 

Josh and I shared a look over her head. We were already counting down to Ashley’s next labor and delivery. 

#birth kink #maesiophilia #preggo kink #painful birth #hospital birth #medfet #labor and delivery #giving birth #birth #twilight sleep #medical malpractice #preggo fantasy #fantasy

[gophergal]

A couple doodles of the Fantasy AU where Medic is part demon (pretending to be an angel) and Heavy is his Champion/bodyguard

(Pillowfort)

#gopher art #heavymedic #red Oktoberfest #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #fantasy au #i love thinking about this au so much #also yes medic's tail is feathered. his demonic traits are bird inspired (and also a little dinosaur-esque lol) #NOTHING UNTOWARD IS HAPPENING IN THE BOTTOM IMAGE. I SWEAR #THE LAST TIME I DREW BLU OKTOBERFEST IT CAME OFF AS LEW DTO Y'ALL AND IT WASN'T MY INTENT

[mmmthornton]

I'm collecting supporting evidence for my argument that Chilchuck Tims needs a Medical Halfling Leaf Card REAL bad:

(I might write something about this later)

He's supposed to be the same fantasy race as these guys, you tell me that man doesn't need some pipeweed STAT.

#dungeon meshi #chilchuck tims #this man has hypertension! he's way under the normal BMI for his race! #let him have medical HERBS man! get his appetite normal and his heart to calm down! #he's not gonna live to the ripe halfling age of 60 at this rate! #anyway i might write a thing for fun since i'm already doing a fantasy story about DRUGS so! why not lol #Youtube