Lockdown - Chapter 26 - Conclusion!!!

[Tisha]

Chapter 5.

Belle tried to sit up but was stopped abruptly by the cuffs holding her wrists.  She had a goofy, but inquisitive look on her face as she spoke out.

"Wh... heh.. What does that mean?  'Wearing diapers.'  Like, actual diapers?".   She sorta half laughed as she asked this question.   The absurdity of what she just heard someone didn't fit within the logical workings of her thinking.

The doctor calmly replied, "Yes Belle, we are just going to prep you first and then Nurse Beth here will get you fitted." 

Belle didn't know what to do.  She had about 50 questions to ask.  But before she could speak the two women lined up on each side of her and grabbed one of Belle's legs behind the knee and brought them up towards her chest.  Belle felt her tushy, then small of her back lift off the table and the women spread her legs apart.  They had her in basically a diaper position like you would do with a baby.  She tried forcefully close her legs together, in order to protect whatever dignity she had left but was unable to fight their strength.  She didn't think there could be anything more degrading than the severe spanking she had received until this moment.  She felt like an object as the doctor and nurse held her down.  She was about to say something but instead just closed her eyes.

She felt something cold touch her thighs.  The nurse was wiping her down with what a wet wipe.  Nurse Beth was not shy about cleaning Belle's private area.  She paid attention to every last area.  It actually felt nice to her to be clean after her time strapped down to the table, but she was disgusted with herself for even have such a thought.  She tried to consider these woman professionals just doing there job.  Just get through this and get out of here.  

When the Nurse was done cleaning Belle, she took some lotion and applied to the girl's behind.  "Belle, your butt is pretty red.  This lotion will help OK?"  

She couldn't make out who was talking but figured it was the doctor.  She always called her Belle instead of Miss Larson.

"Ummm oh kay..."

It was applied generously and it actually did help.  It was the first relief she had gotten from the spanking since it had ended.  She was actually grateful for it and breathed out in a sigh of relief.  She didn't even care at this point that she was so exposed or that these women were touching her.  Belle didn't really expect the nurse to continue rubbing the lotion in around the rest of her private areas though.  Belle was holding her breath during these few very awkward moments.  She had babysat enough throughout her life to exactly what this was for.  She just never though it would be done to her by some strangers.  Her legs were being lowered and her mid section and butt found the table again but it felt different.  She knew she laying on the diaper that in about 30 seconds it would probably be taped up on her.

"Dr. Spencer, are you sure this is really necessary, I mean I think the talking earlier really helped me.  This seems rather excessive don't you think?"

Belle tried to speak with some authority, somehow trying to appeal to the doctor on her level of education and understanding.  She did not receive any response except to feel the very thick disposable diaper being pull up between her thighs.  She noticed she had to sort of spread her legs to accommodate the thickness.  The nurse pulled the front of the diaper up to Belle's waist and tapped it tightly in place.  

"Miss Larson, now don't worry these are the thickest diapers we have and the most comfortable.  We've also put a booster in here as well for you.", the nurse chimed with this irrelevant information.

The doctor came close and into Belle's view.  She rested her hand on Belle's thickly diapered crotch and gave it a couple pats.  "Ok Belle, you are all done for today.  The nurse is going to just finish up with you and leave you with instructions on what to do next OK?"

Belle nodded, "Yes Dr. Spencer, and thank you."  Belle was playing nice.  She could feel she was minutes from being out of this place and on her way home.  She didn't care what kind of rules or instructions she was about to receive.  Her first step after getting home was going to be to slip this diaper off, get some dinner and go to sleep.  She would deal with everything else tomorrow.

The nurse unfastened Belle's wrists from the cuffs.  Belle immediately brought her wrists into view.  They were red and bruised.  She rubbed them.

"Belle, when you get home put some lotion on those, they will look better in a few days.  That should teach you not to fight us here."

Belle didn't give her the satisfaction of a response.  There was no way she could have avoided what was done to her and she was fairly sure this nurse had it out for her. Belle then sat up and she could feel the diaper wrapped around her.  Hugging her tightly.  Sitting there with her legs hanging off the table, the pressure of the thick diaper pressing on her actually hurt when she testing bringing her knees together.  She looked ridiculous.  Looking down, she saw the thick white diaper disappear between her legs.  She didn't understand the point of this at all.

The nurse stood her up and Belle could feel the wait of the diaper for the first time.  She tried to take a few steps and felt foolish have to spread her legs out a bit.  Too much of that and her would definitely chafe the inside of her thighs.  The nurse came over with another garment and had Belle step into them.  Belle was pretty sure she knew what they were.  Pants to prevent leaks.

She asked the nurse, "What's really the point of this?  To embarrass me, make me look like a baby?  The diaper is embarrassing enough.  I don't need the plastic pants too." 

"Well Miss Larson, leaks sometimes do happen so we want you protected."

"Leaks?  Beth, It's not like I'm going to need to use these.  I don't have any issues like that.  I don't wet the bed like an infant or anything, seriously..",  Belle was annoyed that at how the nurse was talking to her.  She was already made to feel like a child with earlier but now she was just getting pissed.  She was just tired and had had enough. It had been a long day and the weirdest evening of her life.  She let the nurse do her thing.

The Nurse worked the garment up Belle's thin legs.  She was required to bring her legs uncomfortably close together briefly to get them on.  The nurse had to struggle to get it up and over the diaper.  It was tight and caused the diaper underneath to press into her even more.  

Belle looked down and examined these pants.  It wasn't what she was used to.  They were a sturdy, canvas like material, but flexible, confirming to the diaper.  When the nurse pulled them up high she gasped when everything became tighter.

"What are these?  I don't understand."  

The Nurse continued to ignore her and spun her around.  The top of the short hand a bit thicker wide band that came up over her hips.  Before she could protest, the Nurse has cinched it tight around her waist, making a seal.  Belle just watched, mainly curious, to make sure she understood what was happening here.  The leg holes in these "shorts" also got attention.  The was a similar band of material that was tightened on her upper thighs.  The nurse had applied this thing so quickly it was obvious she had done this before. 

The nurse stepped away to admire her work.  Everything was fitted how she wanted.  She looked up at Belle.  "Comfy?"

Belle squirmed, "Uhhh NO!  These are way to tight.  I need to loosen them a little."  Belle reached down to adjust the belt and fumbled for a moment.  The waist and thigh belts were just smooth and there was no apparent clasp or buckle.  She couldn't figure them out.

"Miss Larson, they don't loosen.  Not until they come off anyway.", the Nurse looked at her with a little smile.

"What does that mean?  Show me how to loosen these right now god damnit!"  

"Miss Laron, do not raise your voice to me, ever again.  I told you earlier you were going to regret calling me a bitch.  After your little outburst earlier the doctor and I, well mainly me, decided you need a little extra behavior modification.  Typically we'd send you home with some instructions and give you a bit of freedom and latitude with your bathroom privileges, but we don't trust you.  So what I mean, Miss Larson, is that those pants and diapers don't come off.  As in you literally can not take them off.  You'll find they are quite secure and can't be broken or cut.  If you try to tamper with them at all you will be punished severely during your next change.  I'll see to that."

Belle was fuming.  She never felt rage and anger come over her like she was feeling now.  She wanted to charge at this woman and knock her down, force her to help her. She played that out in her head for a few seconds and knew that would be stupid.  Her face was red and she was getting a headache from clenching her teeth.  Her heart rate had doubled, and she was about to lose control again.  She was going to scream and remembered the warning she just received about raising her voice.  She took a breath.

"Wait, what 'change'. What are you talking about."

The nurse could see the anger and redness in Belle and took a little sympathy on her for a moment.  "Miss Larson, this packet lays out all the rules for the next 2 weeks. When you get home you need to read it and make sure you follow everything we have laid out for you.  A copy of it also in your email.  All I am going to tell you for now is you have a long 2 weeks ahead of you.  It could have been different, but you are getting what you deserve.  I work too hard, only to have entitled spoiled brats like you come through here and call me a bitch.  When I see you tomorrow I hope your attitude has improved."

Belle wanted to hurt this woman.  She was on the edge.  She took the packet out of her hand and tried a different approach.  "Tomorrow?  Tomorrow?  What am I supposed to do until then?  Nurse Beth, please I'm sorry for what I said.  Can you reconsider this.  This can't be for real.  Please Beth, if you knew me and who I was, I'm like you, a hard working woman.  I'm responsible.  I am."

The nurse gave her a pitiful condescending look.  This wasn't going to work on her.  "Miss Larson, I'm sorry, but we are done for tonight.  This is the way it is going to be. No more talking.  Get dressed.  Someone will come escort you out in 5 minutes."  The nurse walked out and Belle ran after her but the door was locked.  Panic was now setting it.  There has to be a way out of this, she knew it.  She looked down at herself.  She was encased.  She inspected the shorts.  They were practically sealed on to her. She was unable to even get a finger between the material of the diaper cover and her skin.  Same with the leg openings.  Nothing was going in or out of these 'shorts'.  She felt the belt surrounding her waist.  It was smooth.  There was no obvious way to adjust it at all.  She pulled at it with all her strength, tried to twist and break it but it was of no use.  Whatever this was made out of was impenetrable.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH", she just screamed.  She didn't care.  She needed to let out some emotion.  Anything.  It didn't help her headache at all.  She was so exhausted by this point she didn't even know what time it was.  She realized her phone was in the bin, along with her clothes.  She started to get dressed and now wished she would have followed the instructions and worn something loose fitting clothes.  She a point to remember that.  She pull her running pants up her legs and could barely get them over the diaper and diaper cover.  There was no way to hide what was going on underneath her pants.  She slid her sweatshirt on and it covered only about half of her butt. She took her underwear from the bin and looked at them.  Until this point, her situation hadn't really sunk in fully.  She wasn't going to be wearing underwear.  She didn't have a choice.  It wasn't up to her.  She wasn't in control  She looked down at her ballooning midsection and said to herself out loud...

"I'm gonna have to use these..."

It wasn't like she wasn't aware this was the Nurse's and Doctor's plan but she hadn't really, really thought about it yet.  She let the scenario play out in her mind.  She was disgusted and thought she might actually throw up thinking about what was going to happen to her.  She grabbed the wall and steadied herself when she became weak in the knees.  She needed to talk to the Doctor or the Nurse right now.  She couldn't go through with this.  She got her phone, put on her socks and shoes and put her wadded up panties in her pocket and waited for the Nurse to come back.

When the door opened it was a man.  A security guard.  Belle jumped.  She wasn't expecting someone else.  Let alone a man.  He gave her an awkward look, because she was behaving awkwardly, but she took it personally.

"Are you Belle Larson?"

She nodded. "Grab all your belongings and come this way."  He led her to a side door and opened it.  She recognized the street going along the side of the building.  The wind had picked up and the temperature had dropped a lot since she arrived.  A gush of cold air blew in her face and shocked her.  

"This is where you will come for your appointments Miss Larson.  Don't come to the front door like last time.  Everything you need to know is in your packet there."  

The guard was in a hurry and sort of gently pushed her outside the door and it shut.  She wanted to open it but it was a smooth door, no door handle or anything as it only opened from the inside.  She had no chance to even try to find the Nurse or Doctor.  It was dark out, she looked at her phone.  It was 8:30.  She had been in there 3 hours. It seemed like 3 days.  She turned around and looked up and down the street.  Cars were zipping by, people going about their business.  She was cold and now regretted not driving here.  She figured her walk home would take her 30 minutes.  She started walking and every step was uncomfortable.  She was as lead thanking it was nighttime and no one would see her.  The thick diaper hugged her mercilessly and pressed on her crotch and thighs as she waddled along slowly.  Her ass was still sore and she knew it probably would be for days.  This sucked.  She felt like she had been walking forever until she finally reached her street.  She turned the corner and started crying.  She didn't know if it was relief, tiredness or just raw emotional trauma finally letting loose.  She couldn't stop herself from crying.  She had been through enough for today.  She paused briefly before resuming the last leg of her journey.  She could see the steps to her apartment in the distance and started to move again.

 

[SGTbaby]

Hehehe

[Jayme]

Hopefully young miss Belle will learn that the nurse was going easy with her, she actually got to go home... Aggravating nurses, specially nurses in a behavioral health field can be drastic to a person's freedom....

Tisha you have posted another wonderful chapter to this ongoing saga!

[Tisha]

6 hours ago, Jayme said:

Hopefully young miss Belle will learn that the nurse was going easy with her, she actually got to go home... Aggravating nurses, specially nurses in a behavioral health field can be drastic to a person's freedom....

Tisha you have posted another wonderful chapter to this ongoing saga!

It's possible we haven't seen the last of Nurse Beth. 

[Tisha]

Chapter 6.

Belle managed to make it home. She shut the door behind her and leaned against it, exhausted. She was glad to be out of the cold. Her mind and body were mush. She ached all over from the therapy she received today. She didn't consider it therapy but downright abuse. She limped into the living room and threw her keys down onto the table before making her way to the couch.  Before she could think about her next step she just needed to sit down for a bit and decompress.

When she plopped onto the couch, it already felt different.  She wasn't sitting on her couch, she was sitting on her diaper which was sitting on the couch.  She leaned back and closed her eyes for a minute in the dark room.  She just needed a little peace and quiet time but that was interrupted by the ever present pressure surround her loins. She spread he legs to get a bit more comfortable.  Even though it was cold, the long walk home was a struggle and she had worked up a sweat.  She could feel the perspiration and moistness trapped beneath the diaper and she felt really gross.  Like needing to change after a long run.  She hoped things would dry up down there if she took it easy for a bit.  She didn't really have another option.

After about 10 minutes of just sitting still, glad to at least be in the confines of her own home, she decided she needed to get on with her nightly routine.  Tomorrow was Friday and she still had to make it through a day of work.  Before she could think about tomorrow though she needed to get out of these clothes, find something to eat and review the material the doctor sent her home with.  She got to her feet and made it to her bedroom.  She could already feel a bit of tenderness on the inside of her thighs where the thick diaper had rubbed at her on her walk home.  She took her sweatshirt and t-shirt off followed by her shoes, socks and running pants.  She was left standing in just her sports bra and diaper and she went in front of the mirror so she could see herself for the first time.  She raised her hands up and sort of spun around, looking at herself from different angles.  She still couldn't believe what she was seeing.  There was no mistaking she was in a very thick diaper.  The shorts did nothing to hide that fact as they nicely conformed to the shape of the diaper and held everything snuggly in place.  She looked at her protruding butt and knew there was a very red behind somewhere underneath all that padding.  She wanted to see it and rub something on it but was denied even that simple act.  Next she traced her fingers along the edges of the waist band. It rested above her hips and pulled down on the them firmly.  There was no give.  She let her hands fall over the smooth surface of the material, inspecting it.  She knew better than to try and mess with it.  Nurse Beth would know.

She let her hands fall to her sides and she looked at herself one last time.  She was expressionless.  The young successful woman who was standing in this mirror this morning had been replaced by... she searched for the right word.  She looked at the diaper that was locked onto her and she could only call herself a prisoner.  A prisoner in her own home, in her own body and mind.  Every ounce of control and dignity had been removed from her.  This is exactly what Dr. Spencer said would happen and Belle didn't believe her, but that is what she was staring at. 

She snapped herself out of this self pity for now.  It wouldn't help anything.  She put on the loose fitting sweatpants she should have worn earlier, washed her face, brushed her teeth and went to the kitchen.  She was too tired to make or ordering anything so she settled for whatever leftovers she had.  She didn't care.  She took her food and a large glass of wine to her desk and sat down to look for the email the Doctor said would be sent to her.  She found it at the top of her inbox.  In order to get started she had to click the link which required her to create an account on the state's department of health website.  She entered the access code from the email, verified her information and clicked signup.  She rolled her eyes when they site said for her to check her email to verify, and begrudgingly clicked it and logged back in.

A popup screen appeared that said welcome to the Behavioral Correction Therapy program Belle Larson.  Belle read through the pointless welcome text that had been provided.  It was overly nice and annoying.  Below that there was a getting started link that took her through a wizard style set of screens.  Section ONE listed her diagnosis and prescribed therapy.  She realized this point she didn't really have any idea what tomorrow would bring, let alone 2 more weeks of this.  The website read:

SECTION ONE - OVERVIEW

Your Doctor:  Dr. Jessica Spencer
Assigned Nurse:  Beth P.
Minimum Sentence: 2 weeks.
Diagnosis:  Patient presented with hostility towards authority, indifference to those around her, and failure to comply with state and local ordinance required during the pandemic.

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Belle stopped and pounded table, almost spilling her wine.  This was complete bullshit and didn't want this on her record.  She would talk to the Doctor about this.  She read on:

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Treatment Plan:
  - Counseling sessions (2X per week, see section 3 for setting up your schedule)
  - Regression Therapy:
    - Diaper Therapy - Yes
    - Patient allowed self changes - No
    - Restraint Garment (diaper cover) - Yes
    - Spankings - 2 sessions per week.

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What!!?  Belle didn't know whether to scream or cry again right there.  She didn't know how she could make it through another spanking like that.  Especially with how her ass currently felt.  She became very nervous upon reading this.  How was she even going to be able to concentrate on work or anything knowing this was looming out there again.

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SECTION 2 - FAQs

We know you may have many questions about the treatment you are receiving.  The following are frequently asked questions which pertain to your specific treatment plan. Questions below are ordered by most asked for your convenience. Any other questions you have should be directed to your Doctor or assigned Nurse.  You will find their contact information below. Please refer to the FAQ before contacting the staff.  -Thank you for your cooperation.

1.  Will I be allowed to use toilet?

No. Bathroom privileges are not available to patients in your specific program.  Your diapers will be used for all urination and bowel movements for the course of your treatment.  There are NO exceptions.  Your diaper is designed for maximum absorbency and can contain multiple eliminations.  However, in the rare occurrence of a 'leak' your restraining garment covering your diaper is designed to create a seal ensuring no body waste is exposed to you or others.

2.  How do I get my diaper changed?

Report to the same building and location where you had your orientation during you assigned changing windows.

3.  What are changing windows?

You have been assigned specific changing times as part of your treatment.  Your specific changing times are listed below in Section 3. Note: You must check in during these times or you will not be allowed a change until your next window.  We are sorry for any inconvenience but due to the pandemic and program enrollment, we have limited staff for changes.  It is your responsibility to be on time.  Note: If your changing window overlaps or is near your other therapy sessions, you will be changed first.  If you changing overlaps a spanking session, you will be cleaned first, then will receive your spanking session, then diapered.

4.  Can I get changed more often?

That state provides for 2 changes per day due to increased demand and limited staff.  Additional changings can be scheduled at your own expense.  The fee for this is $250.00.  Please note:  We may not always be able to fulfill requests for additional changes.

5.  How do I request an additional change?

Please download and install our app from one of the links below for your mobile device.  You can create a changing request via your login.  Changing requests will not be accepted if within 4 hours of your next changing window.  Please note:  Due to limited staffing, not all changing requests will be approved.

6.  How do I shower while wearing a diaper and restraining garment?

Your restraining garment should be fitted tight against your skin and will not allow any fluids in or out.  The material is water proof and you can take a shower as you normally would.  Simply wipe the water off the restraining garment when you are doing showering.

7.  I'm worried about rashes, chafing and staying clean.  What should I do?

Your assigned nurse will clean your diaper area thoroughly during each changing session.  Antibiotic wipes and ointment will be applied to your diaper area to help prevent infection or rash.  Lotions such as Vaseline and diaper cream will also be used if needed.  Your staff will monitor you carefully to help avoid any problems.  We recommend establishing a daily routine for your bathroom habits that align with your assigned changing windows to avoid spending unnecessary time in a soiled diaper.  We recommend limiting your movement (i.e. walking, running etc.) to avoid chafing but we understand this might not always be possible.  Unfortunately chafing and redness is a common problem with diaper wearing.  Please talk to your doctor if you have any questions.

8.  How should I get exercise while diapered?

We highly encourage an exercise routine in general.  Participants may choose to workout at their assigned facility, while not diapered, for a fee.  All workouts will be monitored and at no time will you be allowed to leave the workout area without an escort.  Workout routines and times must be coordinates with your doctor and will be scheduled to coincide with your changing.  Please Note:  Space is limited so please schedule your requests as soon as possible.  You can use our app to request a workout.

9.  My therapy schedule interferers with my work schedule.  What should I do?

Your employer has been notified that you have been sentenced to court ordered therapy.  Details of your therapy have not been shared to protect your confidentiality in accordance with HIPAA privacy laws.  During the pandemic is unlawful for any employer to terminate an employee if they are receiving therapy, however your employer does have the right to change your role, work ours, require you to make up work etc.  It is recommended you set up a meeting with your supervisor to discuss how this might impact your work.

SECTION 3 - Your Schedule

Counseling Times:  MWF 9:00am - 10:00pm.
Changing Windows: 
1) 8:30am to 8:45am daily
2) 7:00pm to 8:00pm daily.
Changes allowed per day: 2
Spankings: Thursdays and Saturdays 6:00pm - 7:00pm

Your Nurse and Doctor can be contacted via the following method:
Please use the app to send secure messages to your staff with any questions.  All messages and chats are logged.  Remember to be respectful and polite when dealing with healthcare workers during this time.  Thank you.

This concludes your introduction to the program. We hope you have found this information to be informative and helpful.  If you have any more questions please contact your assigned staff.  This introduction is always available from the main menu or found on the home screen of your app login.

We hope you stay safe!

Don't forget to wear a mask if you leave the house!

Thank you,

Your Behavioral Correction Therapy Team

-Inspirational quote of the day.. 'You can make a difference.  Hope Wins!'

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Belle had eaten only a couple bites of her food.  She didn't have an apatite after reading section 2, question 1.  Her wine glass was empty however.  She had held out hope that there was some scenario where she wouldn't have to actually use the diapers for their intended purpose but it was wishful thinking.  It always had been.  She slowly moved the mouse down to close the pop up.  She had probably read most of this introduction 3 times to make sure she had actually read what she thought she had, and that she understood all the rules.  It seemed complicated, but mainly because it was new.  It wasn't her routine.  She felt numb right now, almost outside of herself.  She had just learned she'd be forced to pee and poop in this diaper and without immediate access to changes, and on top of that she'd be receiving more spankings.  She wasn't sure at first at what she felt. It was something. She closed the lid on her laptop slowly and just sat there staring out the windows as cars went by.  She felt so alone right now.  The unfamiliar emotion she was experience was fear. 

[Jayme]

Fear can be a great motivator, or a severe limiter. Let's hope Belle uses it as a motivation aid

[SGTbaby]

Hahaha 

[Tisha]

43 minutes ago, SGTbaby said:

Hahaha 

Is that a good hahaha or bad hahah?  Good I hope!

[DiaperRebel]

AMAZING sexy and somehow relatable??? Thank you for this very well written scenario~ It flows and it fits wonderfully within the realm of belief. Keep doing what you’re doing bro!

[SGTbaby]

22 hours ago, Tisha said:

Is that a good hahaha or bad hahah?  Good I hope!

Definitely good!!

22 hours ago, Tisha said:

Is that a good hahaha or bad hahah?  Good I hope!

I can honestly say that typically when I don’t like a story or series of comments I just move on. The whole “if you can’t say anything nice then...” thing ?

[Tisha]

Chapter 7:

Belle eventually found the strength to get out of her chair.  She took her dishes to the kitchen, and threw away her uneaten dinner.  She felt a little light headed after the glass of wine but it was a welcome distraction from everything else.  Feeling good that she understood the rules of her 'program' she decided to get a shower to wash off the grossness that this day had left on her.  She grabbed a towel and got as naked as she could.  As she stepped into the shower she glanced at herself in the mirror. Oddly, she just let out a little laugh, as one would when they found something mildly amusing.  She figured she could see that image of herself a 1000 more times and she would still not believe it was her.

When inside the hot shower she was worried water would leak down into the cover.  That would be all she needed for an end to this day.  She let the water gently run across the waistband that tightly encircled her waist and it did what it was designed to.  Satisfied, she moved under the stream of water and let it wash over her hair and down her body.  It was the first bit of normalcy she had had all day.  After washing her hair and body she stayed under the hot water for a bit longer, trying to let the day wash away as well.  She turned the water off and reached for her towels, wrapping one around her body and used the other to wrap around her wet hair.  Standing in front of the mirror again she saw her normal self wrapped up in her towel.  There was no indication that a thick diaper was fastened to her.  She enjoyed this few minutes of not having to see it while she brushed her teeth and got ready to climb in to bed.

Walking into her room, she started to open the top drawer of her dresser to grab some panties out of habit.  She laughed this off as her normal routines were on hold for now.  She usually just slept in a t-shirt and pair of panties.  That was most comfortable for her.  She didn't exactly know what to wear to bed now, so she just put a t-shirt on and snuggled into her bed.  As she laid on her back she could feel the thickness of the diaper between her legs.  She had to spread her legs several feet apart before she felt comfortable enough to relax.  She turned off the light and grabbed her phone.  She wanted to download the app and set up a workout request for tomorrow.

After getting the app installed, it was a breeze to request a workout time.  She knew she wouldn't be able to run in the morning so she requested a workout at the end of the day during her changing window.  Those thoughts of what she would feel like by then crept back into her mind and she dwelled on it for a bit.  She had to think of something else for now.  She explored the app a bit and got familiar with it before setting her alarm and setting the phone down on the nightstand.  

She was now alone in the dark, with only her thoughts to keep her company.  Besides being diapered, she thought about the day and what lie ahead tomorrow.  Various calls and meetings.  Her mind was wandering a bit, and that feeling of loneliness came back to her as it had most nights.  She longed for some warm human contact during a time when everyone was supposed to stay apart.  She let herself fantasize a bit as she let her hands wander down her chest and then trace down her tummy.  Her hands kept going until they reach the diaper cover.  She was stopped in her tracks.  It had just occurred to her that any form of self gratification had also been blocked.  She hadn't considered this.  She couldn't last for 2 weeks like this.  Every aspect of this situation just kept getting worse.  She tried to touch herself through the cover and the diaper, attempting to get any form of stimulation.  It was useless.  She just kept remember what the doctor said.  She would have to give up control.  Another tear streamed down her cheek hitting her pillow.  She abandoned the effort and closed her eyes.

She hoped it wouldn't be long before she drifted to sleep.  Her mind was racing though.  She looked over at her phone and noticed 15 minutes had passed.  She tossed and turned in bed.  She was normally a side sleeper and tried several positions to make that work but eventually gave up and returned to her back.  She pulled the covers up and tried to lay still and concentrate on her breathing.  This was a trick she used sometimes to fall asleep.  That had finally done the trick and she drifted off to sleep.  She actually was able to get several hours before waking up.  She had twisted in the night and ended up half rolled onto her front.  She noticed her left leg was straight and she had brought her right leg up towards her chest, causing her butt to sort of stick up in the air.  She had actually discovered a semi comfortable position.  She turned over to check the time.  4:13am. She didn't usually wake up in the middle of the night.  But she also had never had to sleep wearing a diaper.  But there was another feeling... she had to pee.

She knew this was inevitable but didn't plan on having to do it so soon.  She also didn't want to have to sleep all night in a wet diaper.  Her plan was to wake up, do her business and go get changed.  It must have been the wine.  She knew then she was really going to have to watch what she ate and drank over the next two weeks to avoid as much unpleasantness as she could.  She fought the urge to pee for now and just tried to go back to sleep.  She told herself she could hold out until morning.  She returned to the position she awoke in and shut her eyes.  Her mind wouldn't shut down, and her need to pee kept increasing.  She noticed her breathing had increased and her heart was pounding now.  At this point she knew what was about to happen and there wasn't a single thing she could do to stop it.

She got out of bed, and stood in the middle of her room.  She didn't know why she was standing there.  Her arms were crossed in front of her and she had started to pace around.  She didn't know how she was supposed to do this.  Was there a proper way to pee in a diaper she wondered?  What would be the least stressful for her.  Her strategic mind weighed all the options for this indignity that about her to happen to her.  She was nervous now, and didn't want to have to do this.  She wasn't ready yet. But ready or not, it was out of her control.  She went to the bathroom and sat on toilet like she normally would.  A familiar position.  As her diapered but  came in contact with the seat, her bladder released immediately.  She had been holding it too long and it was starting to hurt.  She felt the first trickle come out of her.  She expected to hear the sound of peeing but she heard nothing.  Her senses were on overdrive noticing and feeling everything.  A moment later the trickle turned into a proper flow and she felt relief from her full bladder starting to empty.  The warmth had spread through the diaper.  She was surprised at the feeling and how warm it was.  As she continued to pee she could feel the diaper swelling a bit to accommodate her liquids.  She could actually feel the diaper grow between her legs as it expanded in what little space was available for it.

It was finally over.  She stood up and flushed the toilet.  "What the fuck am I doing?"  she asked herself, shaking her head.

When she stood she could notice it.  It was like a warm wet sponge had latched onto her and wouldn't let go.  The wetness was all over and had creeped into the sides, back between her legs, and up towards her butt crack. It felt so gross. The liquid had filled the diaper too quickly, pooling up.   She didn't allow enough time for the diaper to absorb it all.  A point to remember next time.  After a moment she could feel the diaper doing its job as her pee was consumed by the material of the diaper.   She didn't want to move at first.  She didn't want to feel anything related to what she just did.  But eventually she had to return to bed.  As she walked to her room she could feel the wetness between her legs and didn't know how in the world she could sleep like this.

She climbed back into bed, assumed her position and let her head it the pillow.  She felt disgusted and ashamed laying there.  Eventually she found sleep.  Although only a couple more hours.  She woke before her alarm, which she usually did.  It was 5:45.  Her first thought was to get coffee going, then get ready for work.  But she was quickly reminded of her current state.  She felt the cool dampness of the diaper touching her in the all the wrong places.  It was clammy and stale.  She had been under the covers all night and her diaper had become hot and sticky.  It didn't breath well and she thought this was probably intentional to contain any smells because surprising she couldn't smell her own urine.  As she rolled out of bed she could feel the diaper had stiffened from settling during the night.  She moved around to loosen things up.  It itched and she tried to do what she could from the outside to scratch.

She moved to the kitchen, slowly, and put coffee on.  She knew it would make her pee again but didn't care.  She needed her coffee.  She had to get ready for work, have a conversation with her boss, and get ready to go see the nurse and doctor.  She hadn't even been at this one day but it seemed like a month.  She went through her motions as best she could and got dressed.  She put on skirt and blouse for her zoom call with her boss.  The skirt, while slim, pretty much concealed her diaper.  Perhaps if one knew what they were looking for they could tell, but to her it just looked like she had a bigger butt.  

She sipped her coffee while waiting to connect with her boss.  The call actually went well and her boss was very accommodating.  As long as this didn't impact her work, her boss didn't care when she worked.  That was a relief.  She assured her boss she would keep her updated every step of the way on all of her projects and wouldn't let her down.  With that out of the way she answered some emails, took a short conference call, poured another cup of coffee, made herself and English muffin and worked until 8:00am.  She was pleased with the amount of work she got done but had to make it to her appointment.  She decided to just wear what she had on as since it did hide everything, plus she liked the feel of looking like an adult in her professional clothes.  She threw on her coat and grabbed her car keys, not wanting to repeat the long walk again and headed out.  By the time she found a parking spot across the street it was 8:20.  Technically she had all the way until 8:45 to check in but she wanted to be early for her first day.  She didn't want any more surprises.  

She walked over to the side entry of the building and walked around the corner.  She started walking toward the door and immediately saw a line of people up down the side of the building.  They were all standing about 6 feet apart on the little marks that had been spaced out along the ground.  There were probably 10 people in front of her.  An attendant was coming up and down the line taking names and logging time of entry.

'You have to be freaking kidding me.", she thought.  She walked to the end of the line and waited out in the cold for her time to go inside and 'get changed'.  She wondered if everyone in line was in the same situation as she was.  She tried to look at the various people lined up in front of her.  They seemed like a mix of normal people and didn't notice anything strange.  She didn't recognize herself in this group and seemed out of place.  She didn't think she belonged here.  She didn't want to talk to anyone.  Her plan was to mind her own business and get through the morning and get back home and find some sort of routine in all this.

She had moved up a few spots in line but it was moving slowly.  She leaned against the wall for a bit.  The 2 cups of coffee had moved through her.  On one hand she wasn't really interested in wetting herself again, but on the other she wanted to get everything out system of here before her change.  She had already tried to think through the best way to manage the timing going forward.  It was her analytical mind.  She closed her eyes and just concentrated on relaxing.  Last night it came so naturally sitting on the toilet like she normally did, but now, not so much.  For starters, she was in public, about to relieve herself.  She didn't even know if this was appropriate but figured that if they had locked her in these diapers, she was going to use them on her schedule, not theirs.  Secondly she was standing up.  This would be the first time in her life she was going to pee standing up.  It was just different and foreign to her.  She really wanted to squat down but wasn't about to do that in front of these people.  Eventually the need to go, and trying to relax overcame any hesitation and it started to happen.  The warm flow came and she took a deep breath and exhaled.  The diaper started to swell again and she tried shifting around a bit to make some room.  Belle had this really immature and naughty feeling come over her from what she was doing right now.  She didn't know why she was feeling like that.  This wasn't her decision.  She continued to pee when she suddenly heard someone from behind her.

"Excuse me, the line moved!"

Belle jumped in shock.  She had been in her own little world there for a few moments.  The flow immediately stopped.  She looked up at the voice coming from 6 feet behind her.  It was a young woman around her age but it was hard to tell as everyone was wearing masks.  It was the only other person who looked like her she had seen so far.  All of a sudden she didn't feel so alone.

Belle replied, "Huh? What?"  She was annoyed that someone dare disturb her during this time but quickly saw that the was the one at fault by not paying attention.

The other girl gave what looked to be a warm smile from behind her mask and motioned her forward. "The line.  It's moving.  Sorry I didn't mean to scare you!"

[SGTbaby]

Love the quick chapter and her inner dealings with everything!

[D503]

Fun story! Nice writing 

 

[roch879]

This is well thought out so far and I'm deeply engrossed in it. I find it very timely and look forward to more for sure.

[Jayme]

I have a feeling that her changing window will be over before she can get to the door... but that's just an evil thought I had.

[Tisha]

Chapter 8

Belle looked at the line in front of her and there was gap to move up when she realized what the girl was trying to tell her.

"Oh, yeah that's ok I just wasn't paying attention.  Sorry.", Belle was so embarrassed.  Did the other girl know what she was just doing?  God this was so awful.  She moved forward up the line and turned away.  She knew she still had to go some more but nothing was coming out now.  'Great she thought to herself, just great.  I'm going to be changed and have to pee again.'  Determined not to let that happen she eventually found the time while waiting in line to make some progress.  She peed as much as she could and felt satisfied with her first attempt at doing that outside of normal privacy she enjoyed.

When she entered the doorway, a male staff member greeted her and checked her name off the list.  "Miss Larson, looks like your first time according to my records.  It is good you are early,  I always recommended getting here extra early because sometimes the line gets long with all of our patients and visitors and I see you are under, how should I say, a bit of time constraint."  He looked at her diaper area and it was obvious from her paperwork he knew what was going on.  She wanted him to quit staring and let her pass.

"Have a seat in that far row over there there until the nurse comes out to get you.  There is no talking and no cell phones permitted here.", the attendant pointed to an empty row of chairs along the back wall.

"Ok, do you mind if I just stand while I wait?", Belle politely asked, not wanting to sit in a freshly soaked diaper any more than she had to.

The attendant snapped back, "I told you what to do, now are you going to sit here or do we have a problem?"  

"No, no sir, no problems here.", She quickly darted over to one of the chairs.

Belle took a seat and felt the wetness of the diaper squish between her thighs.  These were not the most comfortable chairs she thought.  Sitting like this caused more pressure on her bladder and she thought felt a little more pee escape."  She waited for awhile and someone else entered the room.  It was the same girl that was behind her in line.  She entered the room unattended and walked to the other side of the room like she belonged there.  Belle got caught looking at her and the girl smiled back from across the room and gave a her little wave.  Belle waved back awkwardly.  They shared a brief connection until she was snapped out of it by hearing hear name called.

"Miss Larson?  Miss Larson!", she heard in a loud angry tone.  

Belle looked up and saw Nurse Beth trying to get her attention.  She quickly got up and said, "Yes.  I'm here.  Sorry nurse Beth."

The nurse just shook her head and took Beth down a hall way into an available room.

"Set your stuff over there and get all the way undressed, I am already behind today and you don't seem to be paying attention."

Nurse Beth appeared to be in a less than stellar mood so Belle didn't want to get on her bad side.  "Yes Nurse."  She quickly got undressed.  She took off her blouse, bra, and skirt, and her heels and folding everything neatly before setting it aside.  Once again, she stood naked in front of the nurse. Well as naked as should could be.  She let her hands fall to her sides and didn't even bother trying to cover her breasts this time.  She had lost the will to care at this point.  The nurse took notice and gave a little smile as if she had won some battle that Belle wasn't interested in playing.

"Ok Miss Larson, lay back on the table so I can get you restrained and we'll get that diaper off off you."

Belle huffed when hearing she'd be tied down again.  She did as she was told.

"Was that a huff I just heard?  I'm sorry Miss Larson, but these are the rules here, and besides this is only your first day here.  You haven't done anything to gain my trust or respect for you yet,  but at least your manners have improved a bit today."

Belle's hands were brought over hear had and secured to the corners of the exam table like before.  She wanted to itch her nose all of a sudden but was denied.

The nurse was gathering supplies, "Well Miss Laron how was your first night diapered?  Ready to get changed out of those I bet?"

"Yes nurse.  It was a long night and it was hard to sleep wearing it.", Belle tried her best to answer her honestly.

"Ok."  The nurse gave a snap reply implying she didn't really care but was only making small talk.  "I'm assuming you didn't #2 yet?"

"Uh... No!"  God how embarrassing Belle thought.  How could she even ask her something like that.

"Ok, well it is important you maintain a regular schedule down here.", the nurse said as she poked at Belle's stomach.  It kind of hurt when she poked her like that.  

"If you are not going regularly we will give you something to make you go.",  she gave Belle a raised eyebrow which indicated this was more of a threat than an offer of help.

The nurse pulled out some sort of tool and waved it above seems of the bands that locked the diaper cover.  It made a humming noise and after about 30 seconds she could feel it start to loosen.  Beth let out an audible sigh of relief at being free from the material that was digging into her hips and waist.  She could feel the diaper cover being pulled down her her legs and off her feet.  The feeling of having that thing off of her after 12 hours was glorious, even though she was still wearing a wet diaper.

Nurse Beth noticed Belle's change in demeanor, and responded, "Now Belle, don't get too comfortable.  I've got a fresh pair with your name on them."  

The nurse asked Belle how many times she peed and Belle begrudgingly told her what had happened so far.  The nurse took a few notes and then gave a healthy squeeze to Belle's crotch causing her to jump.  Beth looked at the wetness indicator built into the diaper.  It was about 20% based on her experience, even though she knew they could hold more than the stated capacity.  Rather than fighting the strong tapes, the nurse used medical scissors to cut the diaper to save time.  As soon as she cut the tapes at one side, the tension released and it sort of popped open like spring. Belle felt a wave of fresh air across her diaper area but she immediately smelled the staleness of her urine mixed with her sweat and grossness of the last 12 hours.  The nurse pulled the front of the diaper down and Belle was fully exposed.  She lifted her little butt off the table as the nurse pulled the diaper out from under her.

"You sure you went twice, these don't even seem that wet?  You should know I don't want you coming in here for pointless changes.  These can hold a lot so I don't want to take these off you and find them barely used, understand?"  The nurse held up the front of the diaper to showed Belle the indicator, "This better be at least up to here tonight when you come for your change little girl."

"Yes Nurse Beth.", Belle replied in a slow monotonous tone.  'Little girl?!  Little girl!?', Belle was becoming highly annoyed and she was furious at the notion she hadn't used these diapers.  She had wet them twice!  They were already strapped on very tightly and the diaper had swelled to the point of hurting.  She thought there was no way she could pee that much before tonight.  Her emotions were getting the better of her again.  She thought she had this under control but it was just too much too fast.  She held back tears of anger and embarrassment when this woman, barely older than she was, had just removed a soaked diaper from her.

"Phew, what have you been drinking?"  Belle knew the nurse was trying to piss her off and cause a reaction but didn't take the bait.

"Ok let's get you cleaned up."

The nurse went to work on Belle and quickly but thoroughly cleaned her entire diaper area.  The nurse wasn't shy as her hands were everywhere. Belle felt violated but also enjoyed feeling clean down there again.  The nurse left and returned with something else.  This must be the lotion and antibacterial cream referenced in the intro letter.  The nurse applied it and rubbed it in.  She started on Belle's front first and when she was touched there Belle almost let out a little moan.  She thought about how strange it was that this woman was allowed to touch her down there, but she was not. It was humiliating to even think about it.  Belle felt the nurses fingers slide up her rear end, between her cheeks and she jerked upwards off the table. She had never been touched there.  The nurse didn't care and kept applying the product forcefully as Belle squirmed.  It was over quickly and nurse had produce a new diaper and booster identical to the first.

"Ok Belle, lift up we are almost done."

Belle complied and within moments the thick diaper was tightly taped back on her.  This was her life now.  The nurse opened a cabinet and returned a fresh diaper cover.  The was a little medical tag hanging off of it and the nurse tore it away and showed it to Belle.

"See I told you it had your name on it.", the nurse gave a smile and then proceeded to work the garment up Belle's legs and over the diaper like before.  Belle hoped that maybe, just maybe it wouldn't be put on so tight but her hopes were dashed as the nurse secured it to her no different than before.

"Comfy?", the nurse teasingly said with a smile.  Belle was now convinced this woman was some sort of sadist who just wanted her to suffer unnecessarily.

For whatever discomfort she was feeling, she was happy to be cleaned up down there.  She knew she could never get used to that dirty feeling.  She could only watch from the table as the nurse went to put her tools away and wash her hands, and then she was finally released from the table and was allowed to sit up.  

"Get dressed and remain her until the doctor comes.", the nurse ordered.  She dressed and waited patiently.  It must have been at least 25 minutes before the doctor came in.  They proceeded to the Doctor's office like before where they had another long talking session.  The 60 minutes session seemed to fly by as the Doctor and Belle had a deep conversation about the various aspects of her personality, problems, work etc.  Belle actually enjoyed this part of the therapy and felt great comfort in the company of the doctor.  The odd thing about the conversation was that the diapers and the spankings and all the physical stuff never came up.  Belle had intended to discuss some of her complaints with the way she was being treated but never got the chance.  Before she knew the doctor was giving her an embrace and showing her back down the hall and through the doors.  She had been so overwhelmed by their discussion she had forgotten about everything else for that hour.  But as the doctor left and the doors closed behind her it all came racing back.  She had to get on with the rest of her day.

She left the facility and headed towards her car.  She was about to get in when she though she heard someone yelling at her.

"Hey!  Hi again.",  it was the girl from the line.  Belle became embarrassed again, not wanting to face her after what had happened.

"I just wanted to say hi.  You looked a bit out of sorts in there.  Are you ok?"

Belle quickly replied, just wanting to get out there. "Thanks but I'm fine really."

"Wait... hold up, I think you live on the same street as me.  Well, actually I know you do.  I see you running all the time, I'm Katy." 

A bright attractive smile was beaming back at her.  They weren't wearing their masks now so they could actually communicate like real people.  Belle now felt rude, having tried to hurry away and avoid the conversation.

"Look, I'm sorry I was abrupt, I've just had a long couple days.  My name is Belle.", she forced a smiled back.

"Nice to meet you Belle.  Yeah so I promise I'm not stalking you or anything, I just work in my office from home and every morning like clockwork I see you go by my window on your run.  I saw you today so thought I'd introduce myself."

Belle was feeling very self conscience at this moment.  Talking to this woman, wearing what she was wearing.  'There was no way should could know right?'

"Oh, thanks, I'm kind of a homebody, plus with the lockdown and all its hard to meet people and get out ya know?"

Katy agreed and changed the subject, "So I hope this isn't awkward or weird for you but you wearing a diaper, right?"

Belle turned to look at this woman wide-eyed but no words came out.

[SGTbaby]

Love the conversation between neighbors. I love my neighborhood education growing up. Still talk with them years later. Belle And the nurses relationship is awesome!

[Baby Rescue]

Keep it up, the new character is going to increase the intensity a little more now! Can't wait til the next chapter!

[Bodger990]

Really hoping this gets continued. It’s been a great read so far!

[AdultInnocence]

Liking the story so far. It is in the same manner  of other stories of forced because of a legal reason, but the approach is very different and refreshing. I did notice a few grammatical errors but nothing that really throws the reader off. The biggest thing is when she is reading her e-mail, and it has therapy timeframe, I think you put PM instead of AM for counseling times? Otherwise that would be an 11 hour appointment

[cusediapers14]

Is there a chapter 9 coming?

 

[Tisha]

On 12/22/2020 at 9:03 AM, cusediapers14 said:

Is there a chapter 9 coming?

 

Yes, I've just been swamped lately and had to take a break from it!  Hope you are enjoying it.

On 12/21/2020 at 10:31 AM, AdultInnocence said:

Liking the story so far. It is in the same manner  of other stories of forced because of a legal reason, but the approach is very different and refreshing. I did notice a few grammatical errors but nothing that really throws the reader off. The biggest thing is when she is reading her e-mail, and it has therapy timeframe, I think you put PM instead of AM for counseling times? Otherwise that would be an 11 hour appointment

Thanks,

Ahh yeah, well it takes a while to write, then proofing it take a bit, by then I'm just ready to push submit!  Hope you are enjoying though.  Chapter 9 is coming but slow

[AdultInnocence]

20 hours ago, Tisha said:

Yes, I've just been swamped lately and had to take a break from it!  Hope you are enjoying it.

Thanks,

Ahh yeah, well it takes a while to write, then proofing it take a bit, by then I'm just ready to push submit!  Hope you are enjoying though.  Chapter 9 is coming but slow

Like when you are doing something for so long that your brain just takes a break and all though process goes out the window! Slow is still progress and don't feel like you have to rush. The forum will be here when you get the next chapter done! Have a happy new year.

 

[Tisha]

Chapter 9

"Huh? Uhh NO.", Belle tried to act as if it was a weird question.

They looked at each other and it was obvious they both knew she was lying.  Belle wasn't a good actor.  An awkward moment of silence passed and Belle spoke again.

"It's not like I want to.  I sorta got into some trouble...  Look Katy, thanks for saying hi, really, but this isn't one of my finer moments right now."

Katy saw that Belle was on the verge of breaking down, having to admit this.

"Belle, don't be embarrassed ok?  Do you want to tell me what happened?"

Belle gave her the 2 minute version of her story up until this point.  Katy just listened, nodding the whole time.  She was the first person that seemed to show any sympathy or validity in Belle's version of the events. When Belle was done with her explanation Katy simply looked at her and responded.

"I believe you."

Belle want to throw her arms around Katy and thank her but remembered she was suppose to keep a distance from people.

"You do?!" 

"I think what they are doing in there is wrong and I want to help put a stop to it."

"Riiiight.  Well how are you going to do that?", Belle replied in a skeptical tone.

"Well I happen to be a civil rights attorney.  That's why I was here today.  I was visiting a client.  Based on the story you told me, I think you might have a case here worth fighting.  It probably wouldn't help you out of your current situation, but you might be able to sue for some emotional damage.  But the real reason is we would help others by getting the state to stop with this type of therapy.  I think all the power the state has acquired during this pandemic has gone WAY to far."

"Oh... uh, I don't know Katy.  I'm not sure I want to be the poster child for the anti-diaper movement.  I'm already embarrassed just talking to you about it.  Besides, I think I juts want to serve my time and get this over with as quickly as possible.  I don't want any more trouble."

"I understand, but promise me you won't make a decision right away.  You've only been doing this for one day.  Just think about it OK?  There are a lot of people we could help.  Look, even if you don't want to fight this, here's my card if you ever just want to talk.  I mean, we are neighbors."  

Belle took the card, "Thanks Katy.  Hey I really gotta get back to work now.  It was nice meeting you."

"You too Belle.  And I'm serious, don't hesitate to call me.  It's been pretty boring lately ya know?"

Belle nodded and waved bye and then proceeded home.  She kept thinking about what Katy had to say, and her offer.  Both of her offers.  She wasn't sure about this legal thing, but it might be nice to have someone she could talk to about this. 'She was the only other person outside of the nurse and doctor that really knew her condition.', Belle thought to herself.

Before going home, she drove a few block to get a Starbucks, or 'SB' as she called it.  She could get favorite latte through the drive through.  She felt a little funny going through these motions, ordering, paying at the window while wearing this thick diaper but she had a long two weeks ahead of her.  She wasn't going to let this ruin her life.

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Belle spent the rest of her morning in front of her computer.  Between conference calls, and  more conference calls, followed by emails and then more conference calls, time seemed to fly by.  She liked working hard like this.  It took her mind off of everything else.  She was able grab a late lunch in between calls while she continued to work.  It wasn't until around 3:00pm when she felt the need to pee again.  On cue, her heart started racing.  "Whelp here we go again."  She blurted out.

She held it.  Just a few more hours until her evening change.  Between her diet soda at lunch, and her coffee intake, she was about to burst.  She was about to get up and go to the bathroom like she had done last night, but then reconsidered.  She realized she was being stupid so she just sat back in her office chair relaxed.  She flooded her diaper again.  Once more, the warmth filled her seat as the diaper did its job.  Relieved of the urge to go and able to concentrate again, she went back to work for a few minutes.  She found herself thinking this was rather convenient.  Not having to get up from her desk and her work did offer and advantage!  She shook her head and snapped herself out of it for thinking such a thing.

For the next hour she fidgeted in her chair.  Between the dampness, and the swollen diaper between her legs it was hard to concentrate.  But she found a way.  She peed once more before stopping work around 6pm.  She had to work extra, and probably more later to make up for her missing time each morning.  But she figured it was at least something to do.  She had long since changed out of her business attire and had only been wearing the diaper and a t-shirt around the house.  It seems more comfortable like that today for some reason.  

The one thing she had been looking forward to all day was getting to work out tonight.  She hoped they had a decent treadmill she could run on.  Her changing window started at 7pm and she wanted to be there right on time.  She packed a bag and headed for her car.

When she reached the facility she tried to park in the same are she had before and was able to get close.  She got in line and was thankful it wasn't so long today.  She was at the door in no time and checked in.  She was directed to the same row of chairs as before and took a seat.  She had thrown on an old pair of sweat pants which did a wonderful job of concealing the diaper.  She saw no reason to be presentable today given she planned on working out.  She was a bit stressed from having missed a day yesterday but decided to give herself a break.

When the door opened, someone came out and called her name.  She didn't recognize the older woman.

"I'm Belle.", she announced.  "I was expecting Nurse Beth?"

The woman half acknowledged her and pointed her down the hall and into an open room. "The nurse will be with your shortly.  Keep quiet in here and wait patiently."

There must have been something about an older individual giving orders that exudes a sense of authority.  Belle did as she was told and the woman walked out.  She waited for what seemed like forever and began to grow impatient.  She had been sitting on the side of the exam table and after awhile decided to sort of lay down and wait. She was looking up at the ceiling when she heard the door open.  'Finally', she thought.

She started to say, "Hi Nurse Be..", and as she sat up she cut herself off.  A man walked in wearing scrubs.  He was probably in his late twenties or early thirties and Belle thought, somewhat attractive.  Her initial reaction was to cover herself, even though she was fully clothed.  She had a surprised look on her face and stared at this man as if he was in the wrong room.

"Hi, you must Belle?  I'm Nick and serve as Nurse Beth's backup on nights and weekends, pleasure to meet ya."

 

 

[jaycanrdezum]

Nice story!