You’re in for a treat today, my little patient. My schedule is clear and I have plenty of time on my hands to conduct so many experiments to see exactly whats wrong with you. With your mouth held open by this spreader gag, the first thing we can do is a series of…oral tests… to determine how severe that latex allergy truly is. The average person has no reaction. For a mild case, it’d be a bit annoying. But in YOUR case? Swelling, rashes, nasty stuff…all right inside of your mouth. I’m going to slide a latex gloved hand right into that helpless mouth and really explore, feel around. If you gag, I don’t know if it’ll be a gag of pleasure or that poor throat closing up - but I really don’t care. So pathetic coming here, despite your latex allergy, and demanding, craving, needing a cure in the wrong fucking place. I’m going to make sure I mix your saliva with my slippery lubed latex glove and there’s nothing you can do about it. Looks like your mouth actually is beginning to show signs of that allergy, and inability to breathe is soon to follow. But…with your tongue all swollen and thick, I’m sure we can put that thing to use in a variety of, ahem, other ways before it becomes too much of an issue. I love being hands on with my patients, love being able to give them the remedy that they really deserve. And you do deserve to be my little scientific experiment. Your brain can’t accept it but your body has no qualms telling you that something is fucking wrong and it looks like you have no survival instincts. So…why should I not allow natural selection to do it’s thing in the name of science? What was that? With your mouth open and swollen I couldn’t quite hear you…but I don’t think you’re saying anything worthy of me needing to know. I see how swollen, not just your tongue, but other parts of you are - so I wouldn’t complain too much if I were you. I’m giving you the experience of a lifetime, even if it’s the last experience you’ll ever fucking have. Now what’s next for our little experiments? Because I’m not done with you, not by a long shot. Your fragile state is so much fun, and that’s why I think we need a new method to…stifle…the situation at hand. Let’s properly shut you the fuck up. I can’t stand patients who complain. I mean, I’m doing the best that I can - and its not my fault if you can’t accept the treatment that I’m giving you…