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Felicity woke up the next morning, she had been asleep for almost 18 hours. Her nappy was filthy and saturated with her eliminations. Her tongue felt odd and although her dummy still caused her to dribble, it was not as bad as yesterday. The door opened and a female orderly came into the cell. She set about cleaning Felicity with well practiced efficiency. First she took her to a padded table in the room next door. Her scrubs were removed, her dummy was taken out, then the chain on her pants unlocked, she was stood up so that the whole mass could be slid down her legs. The orderly supported her as she stepped out of her mess.
The bench was in a wet room and the orderly hosed off the furniture before turning the spray onto Felicity. It was warm and at body temperature, the majority of the soiling went down a large gridded drain. A big shower head was turned on and Felicity was given a large bar of heavily scented soap that smelt of disinfectant. She soaped up her naked, hairless body and thoroughly cleaned herself. The orderly dried her off with a towel that was far from fluffy and pulled out a gown that was in a stack on a shelf on the wall. The towel was used to dry the plastic surface on the bench.
The orderly positioned a shaped nappy on the bench and indicated for Felicity to lie on it. There was a huge central panel in the centre and the sides had Velcro fastenings. The fit was snug and secure, as a nanny, Felicity had never seen a nappy so thick and hefty. The locking vinyl pants came off the shelf below, the legs were stained orange from the leaks of previous patients. Everything smelt of Dettol, the orderly had not bothered with creams or powder. Her final nappied condition was huge and her protection ballooned out from around her. The click of the padlock confirmed that she had no control of her nappies. The smock was just long enough to just cover the waist band of her plastic pants. The faded writing on the front said “Manor Hospital”. The orderly took out a terry towelling bib that was as long as her shirt and was labelled with the same wording. There was a rustling of cellophane that said sterile and a white dummy was revealed. The rubber teat was yellowed and the guard was scratched from frequent use by other inmates. Felicity accepted the comforter, just accepting and absorbing her situation with silent incredulity. She suc-ked the medicinal flavoured dummy without hesitation.
The orderly indicated for her to step into her pink fluffy slippers and it was then that she realised just how uncomfortable and bulky her nappies were. All her jewellery had gone, she had no watch, no idea of time, her only bracelet was her hospital plastic identification. The slippers were loose and with the bulk of her nappies, she had to adopt a wide legged shuffling gait. Her plastic pants were on full display, just transparent enough to tell when she had wet or soiled herself. They arrived in a room that had plain stainless steel tables and uncomfortable seats. A hatch in the wall revealed a team of kitchen staff making breakfasts.
The orderly sat Felicity at one table and went to get food. She had a ticket that she handed to the person in the hatch. Felicity looked round the room, each table had one occupant, there were about a dozen or more and they all shared one thing, they all looked drained of any emotion, they all moved like automatons and stared into space. There was no recognition, no attempt to converse or associate, a total disconnection. They all wore nappies and similar smocks to her own.
The tray arrived, a bowl of fruit, a slice of toast cut into fingers, a boiled egg, a plastic set of cutlery but not a knife. The orderly took out her dummy and put it in an empty dish placed on the tray for this purpose. She realised that she was ravenous and attacked her breakfast with relish. A lot of the egg ended up on her bib. The orderly wiped her face with her bib adding to mess sticking to it already. A kitchen member brought more buttered toast that had been coated with Marmite. Felicity demolished this in no time at all. Another plate of toast arrived, this time marmalade. All disappeared. The calories consumed were huge by the time she had finished.
The orderly replaced her dummy after wiping her face with her bib and took her back to her cell. Felicity tried to ask her to clean her teeth and was told to put her soother back in. She mumbled about using the toilet and received a laugh in response and told to look at what she was wearing. She sat back on her cot and the sister from the day before came in to check progress. Felicity could not hear what was being said, but the smiles and head nodding seemed to indicate that all was going well.
The pink syringe appeared, her dummy was taken out and the gel squirted into her mouth. She swallowed the potent mix and suc-ked her binky as it was reintroduced. She enjoyed the wave of peace and tranquility that washed over her and slipped into the arms of morphia. Her carers smiled with satisfaction as a big yellow wet patch blossomed in her nappy and showed through the plastic pants. They positioned her on her side and were further pleased when the back of her nappy bulged out as she soiled herself with a gentle grunt. Her response was reflected by an increase in her dummy suc-king activity.
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