By Jeff Saporito for Grid World News
It is no news that many people fantasize about doctors. Having someone legally allowed (and paid very well) to poke, prod, touch and otherwise molest your body for the sake of greater well-being is not only arousing, but it’s covered by your HMO. Truthfully, doctors are not alone in their symbolic standing as sexual sirens. Uniforms in general get some people hot and bothered, as they may prefer to wistfully daydream about alternately regimented non-medical muses such as soldiers, firemen, schoolgirls or Benedictine Monks. Resulting from these romances coupled with the limited quantity of genuinely uniformed people, role-playing was born, granting all types of folks the ability to ceremoniously imagine themselves or their partners as their favorite uniform-clad supersexualhero.
If the doctorial aspect of that sounds like your cup of Robitussin, a windfall of opportunity is headed your way. Linden’s aptly named Hottie Hospital is your new sanctuary, offering loads of semi-public medical role-play with a gaggle of faux physicians. Whether you seek to become a helpless patient, an extra-observant doctor, a slutty nurse or an inconspicuously aroused receptionist, this is the tool shed for your hammer. Shaped as a medical cross, personal fantasies can be realized for hourly rates (usually around L$ 1,000) or the entire hospital can be booked for private hire.
After drooling at the wall of potential medical beanbags available to toss, a directory (surprising not spelled derectory) shows the areas of the building and the services therein: gynecology, SexGen therapy, sperm donation, diagnostics, hydrotherapy and the “naughty storage closet” being a few of its chambers. Nomadically wandering these rooms quickly allows one to realize that the truth behind these areas is not as refined as their names (barring the naughty storage closet). The method of sperm collection, for example, is not manually dispensed into plastic as one immediately imagines. And gynecology? Yikes.
As for the wall-mounted menu of perky personnel, clicking each one’s mug tosses you a morsel of information about them, their specialties, and their personal rules. Nurse Karen, for instance, likes group fun, being dirty, and Italian food. Dr. Esla does straight, bi and lesbian goodness, and her favorite color is blue. Nurse Crabe’s last name is a little too close to a negative outcome of time spent in the hospital for my comfort. And Freya, the precious cleaning lady, failed at becoming a nurse and consequently enjoys applying her scrubbing bubbles to the messes after patient sessions.
If you have never previously contemplated your own concentrated love of the remedial regalia, a visit to the Hottie Hospital may expose your inner lust and leave you determined to trade in your bed sheets for crunchy hospice bed paper. Regardless, if role-play is your weakness, getting scanned and cured in this sexual sickbay is your prescription. Just don’t actually put the tongue depressors in your mouth.