Crime and Punishment by Bo Tox Original Story with a futuristic twist. Includes diapers, hospital/nurse, enemas, sex, humiliation and probably something else I can't remember. Time: 40 years from now Place: Any major city It is hot, the sun is beating down on the scorched earth. Food is scarce and expensive. The cities are the only place to make a living, everyone goes there... When civilian rule collapsed and the military disbanded, the religious types swept to power with a promise of forgiveness, justice and honesty. Legal courts were closed and religious tribunals replaced them. The death penalty was removed and punishment was meant to either match the crime or retrain the criminal, depending on the nature and circumstances. The city, crammed full of people trying to survive, was as nasty as any pre-collapse sewer. The religious sects were forced out in favor of an extremist cult who twisted justice to fit their own hidden agenda. They managed to gain office by being conservative and then when all the key positions were filled with their own ranks they showed themselves. Witness the birth of the Transparent Truth! Tammy had been wandering the streets for at least 6 months. She worked odd jobs for the scraps she could manage. The TransTrue, as they are called, had mandated that anyone without a place to stay would be provided sanctuary in turn for services rendered. She was unsure what she would do but things had a way of working out for her. Tammy was looking for her next meal or a job that would provide it when she saw a chance to grab a nice morsel, a fairly fresh piece of bread on a nearby window sill. She grabbed it and tucked it under her shirt and walked briskly away only to be stopped by a couple of TransTrue Righters. Righters were appointed to correct people that wandered from the path of righteousness. Tammy cursed her luck! The whole thing was probably a setup. "What have we here?" asked the older one. "Looks like a little bird has flown off course," answered the tall, young one. Tammy spoke up, "Hey, it was just a piece of bread and it wasn't much at that. How's about I put it back and we forget about the whole thing?" "Sorry," said the young one, "new orders are to make examples of everyone, no matter how minor the offense. Got to take you in." Thinking she might have a chance, she bolted and was instantly hit with a tranquilizer dart. She went down like a ton of bricks within 2 steps. When she awoke, she was naked and shackled to a prison cot, her head spinning. As she realized that she wasn't the only one in such a position, she also noticed that every few minutes a righter would lead one out and another was placed on the then empty cot. Tammy could only guess at what fate was before her, knowing only that she would live to regret it as the TransTrue did not have a death penalty. However, the rumors of the punishments handed down by the tribunals were sometimes worse than the crimes. In the old days, stealing bread would have gotten her 3 lashes. Today would be a total surprise. "You, stay still while I unshackle you!" ordered a husky man. Fearing for her life, she did as she was told. He refastened her hands together and pushed her toward the door. Through the door was a line of naked men and women waiting for their punishment. As she worked her way toward the front of the line she could hear the monitor reading charges, pausing for words from the prisoner and then punishments being handed down. Most were pleading for forgiveness or mercy to no avail. A few defiantly protested the authority of the tribunal and were sentenced any way. As she grew close enough to hear charges she heard one accused of lying on a job application about citizenship. That man stood silently and was sentenced to 1 month as a border guard and 3 lashes for every illegal alien that crossed at his station. Not so bad, she thought. Next she heard a woman that had been caught stealing a piece of meat from a shop. She pleaded that she was only hungry but was sentenced to 6 months in the food processing plant and daily enemas to cleanse her spirit. Then a man was read the charges of stealing more than 5 pounds of food, 2 liters of water and being a persistent offender. He said nothing and was sentenced to the donation of one kidney, one arm electrically paralyzed for 1 month and 1 year of high fiber laxatives and diapers to humiliate him for being a persistent offender. Tammy thought that very harsh! When Tammy's turn came and her charges were read! Yes! She was charged with attempting to evade and also with being a persistent offender besides her theft of food charge. Her stomach dropped. At her time to speak she said, "I am but a weak soul." Her sentence was pronounced, 6 months in the medical unit, all of it in the experimental section...as a lab rat, no less! As she was lead away her righter grinned and said, "Are you going to have some fun!" She was led to an area, instructed to sit until called and not to speak. Tammy looked around, about 20 men and women were seated there. Some where led off and came back in bright green jump suits. The ones coming back seemed dazed, almost in a trance. Now she was taken away with a small group of about 4 other women. The were placed on exam tables and poked and prodded. Then she saw what frightened her most! They were being given what appeared to be a glass of orange juice and having what looked like a grease gun inserted into their rectums and a substance was pumped in. From the look on the others faces and the fact that two helped hold them down while the third pumped, it was not pleasant! Then they were diapered in a thick disposable and put into the jump suits and lead back to the waiting room. When they got to Tammy she tasted the juice, it seemed OK and she finished it since she was thirsty. Next they brought the grease gun around and two strong men held her like the others and the business end was brought to bear. Her legs were held apart and it was then she noticed that it had two and not one nozzle on it! They forcefully pushed on in her anus and another into her vagina and the pressure immediately filled both her orifices. By this time she was feeling dizzy and barely noticed the diapering or the jump suit. Tammy fuzzily remembered boarding a bus but nothing else until she awoke, once again strapped to a cot but with the jump suit still on. Her head was clear but her bladder was not. She was already feeling wet and guessed she had peed herself sometime before now. Feeling she could do nothing else, she peed her diaper again. Being on her back she noticed no change until the urine managed to hit her butt cheeks and the diaper. She felt nothing as the pee soaked past her vagina and anus. It was then she remembered the 'grease gun' and what had been done to her! Tammy was left there for the better part of the day. It must have been evening when someone finally came in and looked at her chart. A tall man, not bad looking, wearing a white coat like a lab technician. He pressed a button on a phone and spoke but she did not hear. In a few minutes a nurse rolled a table in and proceeded to unzip the bottom of her suit (it operated both ways, top and bottom!) and removed her diaper. The nurse weighed the soaked diaper and the other noted the results. The nurse spoke briefly with the other before he left. When he was gone the nurse spoke to Tammy, "Looks like you will be one of the lucky ones, nothing permanent." "What do you mean?" questioned Tammy? "Oh, just that some never leave here fully able to function at a very high level," she said. Tammy gulped and the nurse said, "This may hurt a bit, I'm pulling the rectal fill out." The nurse pulled a tool from the table and proceeded to attach it to the substance filling her lower colon. She could feel the movement but no pain. The nurse twisted it a bit and Tammy felt it break loose. An odd feeling it was indeed. Then the nurse told her to loosen up and she yanked it out in one motion. Tammy screamed and felt as if her entire digestive tract had been removed via her asshole! When she recovered a little composure the nurse showed her what had been removed. It was a foam rubber casting of her rectum and the first bend in her colon. No wonder it hurt, it was over 2 feet long and as big as a grapefruit in one place! The nurse said, "Now that's a nice example! The boys in design and fitting will be pleased with this one." The nurse placed the casting into a bag, labelled it and retrieved some items from the table. One looked like a jar of something and the other was a strange contraption with a flexible rubber hose attached and inflating bulbs on the other end. She put on fresh rubber gloves and opened the jar and applyed a liberal amount to Tammy's still throbbing rectum. It did sting at first but seemed to help. Then the nurse inserted the tubing. Tammy could feel pressure but no pain. Then the nurse must have inflated the thing inside her because she heard the puffer bulbs doing their job. It was then she realized that one was inside of her and the other was outside, creating a seal that she would not be able to expel. Then the nurse clamped off the ends of the bulbs, removed them and placed a fresh diaper under her, tucking the hoses out the left side just above her waist. After completing this the nurse pulled out an IV bag, inserted a needle into Tammy's arm and started the flow. Tammy could feel the warmth and slowly lost the battle to remain alert. When she awoke again, she was still in her cot, wet and still with an urge to pee. Looking up, she saw the IV bag was empty. She not only needed to pee but felt an incredibly uncomfortable pressure in her bowels. Trying to push a load of poop only resulted in her peeing herself again. She must be monitored either by video or by vitals signs because it was only about 5 minutes before the lab tech from earlier returned. He looked at the chart, spoke into his phone again and the nurse entered. Once again the diaper was removed and weighed and he left. The nurse put her in a fresh diaper and brought out what looked like another IV bag. OH NO! Not another nap! Well, she was right, no nap. This bag was bigger and it had a much larger hose and the nurse was hooking it to one of the hoses hanging by Tammy's waist. The nurse said, "Well, you are doing great! You've been selected for a new test procedure. One that will be vital for future rehabilitation efforts!" As she finished the statement, she opened the valve and Tammy's already full colon now visibly grew larger before her eyes! Tammy's abdomen stretched the diaper to its maximum elastic limit and the cramps where horrible! The nurse did not seem to care that she was in pain and only watched the bag empty. Once empty, she clamped off the line and left the room. Tammy remained there for what must have been 30 minutes when an orderly came in and released the inner ballon in her rectum and then the outer ballon and pulled the contraption out in one yank. The relief of not having a plugged butt was soon replaced by the shear terror of having her bowels empty, noisily, into a diaper. She could feel clods and clumps exit her rectum and felt the warmth spread up and down her crack. She nearly fainted with the feeling of relief. Still in a messy diaper, she was unshackled and placed on a gurney. She was refastened at the arms only and rolled down a hall. The orderly wheeled her into a room with tile floors and several plumping fixtures lined the wall, most with long hoses connected to the spigots. The orderly helped her off the gurney and fastened her hands over her head and removed the jump suit over her head, still on the chain. He then popped the tapes on the dirty diaper and let it hit the floor and proceeded to hose her down with a pleasantly warm stream of water. She couldn't help but notice that the orderly looked like he might also be diapered. Then she remembered that some of her fellow prisoners were sentenced to serve in various jobs. She asked, "Are you a prisoner/public servant?" He nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I was caught trying to get my daughter in to see a doctor without authorization. I was sentenced to 1 year of this job and 9 months of a high fluid, high fiber diet...and diapers. There are 6 months left on my orderly job. I hope this goes easy for you." "What happens after your year?" Tammy asked. "Some are allowed to remain if they were good and performed well," he started, "I hope I'm allowed to stay. My daughter has breathing problems and I can get help here." "What about me?" Tammy asked, hoping for some glimmer of good news. "I don't know," he said, "I only know you are not to be permanently altered. Besides most do not want any memory of this place." Then the nurse entered and the orderly went silent. She looked suspiciously at him but said nothing, only motioning for him to leave. The nurse looked her over lifted her chin up. "You haven't even got a little taste of what's in store for you," she smirked and unchained Tammy, leading her into the next room, still naked and dripping wet. The room she was in now was an operating room of some sort although there was nothing that looked like a table, only a padded saw horse. She was led to the saw horse and bent over it, her hands strapped at the bottom corners by one orderly and her feet at the other corners by another orderly. They then pushed a button on a tethered control that lifted the table, first in the front to stretch her arms out and then to shift the peak toward the back to make her butt more accessible. At that point they stopped, check her straps and left. Next the doctors and nurses entered the room. The obvious chief doctor approached Tammy and asked, "How are you? Any discomfort?" She nodded and said, "Only from this rack trying to pull me apart." "That can't be avoided," he replied, "it is necessary to keep you immobilized. Would you like to remain awake? You can watch on the monitor if you'd like." She saw the monitor on the rolling stand and it was pushed in front of her and lowered. It was then she was aware that it was focused on her pink little rosebud, full screen. She went beet red. She also noticed that there was something protruding from her vagina, a tab of whatever they injected her with at the beginning of her ordeal. The doctor gave an order and a nurse proceeded to shave her most private areas and then washed them in betadine solution. No matter what she thought, she couldn't help but watch. It was intriguing and erotic. The doctor gave an order and a nurse proceeded to shave her most private areas and then was them in betadine solution. No matter what she thought, she couldn't help but watch. It was intriguing and erotic. Then the doctor announced, "We will now dilate the anus and then implant the Righter Valve so that it holds the inner sphincter open without causing the exterior anus to remain open. Observe the range of opening we are able to have with a subject only 1 day into the program." At that she saw a tool being prepared with lubricant, more lube applied to her rectum and then the tool was inserted. It was cold was all she noticed. Then the doctor started to squeeze the handle and she watch on the monitor as her little rosebud expanded, first a little and then a lot! It stung just a bit, the lube must have a local anesthetic in it. Then the doctor used both hands and the tool fully opened. Tammy gasped from the sensation of significantly more burning and could see some distance into her own poop chute! Yet she could not turn away. Then the doctor brought into view a device about the diameter of a tennis ball but smooth and shaped more like a football with the pointed ends removed. As he displayed it on the monitor, he rotated it. She could see that it was metalic, not solid, probably hollow but closed at the moment. He inserted a tool of sort into it and rotated the tool, causing lugs to project from the device. He turned it the other way and the retracted. He did something off camera and the device had a mechanism internally like a camera shutter that opened and closed. He closed it again and applied more lube to the device. "This device will be intrumental," he started, "in the rehabilitation of various criminals by putting control of the most basic functions in the hands of a guardian righter. It might also one day be used to help those without proper control to regain some function." At that he righted the deviced and fixed it to a tool that held it secure and he inserted it deep into her bowels then pulled it back a bit and used the tool to cause the lugs to protrude. She could not feel them but knew that was the sound she heard. He removed the tools and slipped the butt- stretcher tool out as well. It was a relief to see her butt return to almost normal. It was still very stretched and looked like a piece of raw meat. Then the doctor said, "Might as well remove the vaginal cast while we got her here." The nurse handed him a tool that latched onto the tab she'd seen previously and he pushed it in and she felt it release and suddenly felt very full inside and he gave a tug and she felt her vagina stretched larger than it had ever been. The doctor held up the cast of her vagina and then bagged it for the nurse to label. She suddenly felt very empty and violated. With that the doctors and nurses left and the orderly she had seen earlier returned and unstrapped her. He helped her stand and she was now aware of the added weight in her bowel. She was also very unsteady at having been stretched and sprawled for the procedure. The orderly led her, still naked into another adjoining room where the nurse was waiting. "My, you took that like a trooper!" the nurse said and motioned for her to get on the table where she was fitted with a less bulky diaper than before. The orderly also handed her a jump suit, this one was yellow and had 'Anal Test' printed across the back. She put it on. The nurse pulled something from a cabinet and filled a glass with water and walked over the Tammy. "Take these and drink all the water," the nurse ordered as she handed Tammy 3 different types of pills and a very large glass of water. Tammy did as ordered and asked, "What are they? A sedative?" The nurse smiled and replied, "You wish! They are a special mix of bowel stimulant, bulking formula and I threw a diuretic in for good measure so can use that diaper. That's why you needed all that water!" Tammy had a sinking feeling about this and saw no hope for short term improvements. The nurse returned with a serving tray and left it on a table and left. The orderly spoke, "This is for you. The mix she gave you will make it pass right through but, believe me, it is better than having your empty insides churn away. I know from experience!" Tammy thanked him and offered him a piece of her ration, he declined. "My name is Tammy, what is yours?" she asked. "I am Jim but around here I am CO17 or corrections orderly 17," he said and continued, "and you will be known as AT1 since you are the first with this new device." "What will happen next?" Tammy inquired, "Will I suffer much?" Jim smiled, "No, you've experienced about as much pain as you ever will around here. The worst of it is the humiliation and degrading treatment. With my punishment I am able to function normally but I am diapered and am not allowed to change but twice a day. My choice allows me some dignity but I still am confined to a wet messy diaper for some part of the day. You will be as well, it seems." "My word, that sounds disgusting! Is it?" she asked. "At first you are repulsed," he started, "and then you learn to manage. I am overcome about 5 times a day with an uncontrollable bowel movement. I wet at least a dozen times a day. I change before lunch and before supper. Those are my last big messes and afford me the longest amount of time to be clean. I must take my meals, medications and liquids at prescribed times, no exceptions and no additional food, such as sharing yours. Such violations would jepordize my chances of staying on and my daughters treatments" "I'm sorry, didn't mean to tempt you," said Tammy, "I guess I should eat and be a good subject. It doesn't look very tasty though." With that she ate her meal, dry wafers, synthetic cheese and a liter of water. Tom urged her to eat and drink it all and she did. The wafers were a bit grainy and she suspected it was a high fiber part of her diet. She and Jim were alone, talking for probably 30 minutes when Jim appeared to be having a cramp and then she heard the unmistakable sound of a very messy poop coming from his diaper. "Are you OK?" she asked. "Yes, it is nearly time for my last change and that was, right on schedule, the last big one for the day. You must return to your room now. If you promise not to misbehave I won't strap you in." She nodded and got on the gurney and Jim rolled her back to the room. She was locked in but not strapped to the bed. She examined her room more closely now. There was a cot, a bookshelf with some medical books, a sink with only cold water and a drinking glass. She also noticed no toilet and she was starting to need to pee. She uzipped the bottom of her jump suit and immediately heard an alarm, a vocal warning saying "STOP NOW" and then she felt a stinging pain in her rectum and she peed her diaper from the shock of it all! Then a tech came to the door with Jim, CO17. The tech said, "Stand away from the door!" She did so shakily and the tech entered with Jim behind. The tech produced a small pamphlet and proceeded to read it to her. She didn't hear much except that any infraction would be noted and added to the original sentence. When he finished Jim strapped her back to the bed and the tech left the pamphlet on her bookshelf. They turned the light out and left. She was alone, strapped to the cot, in the dark, wet and now knew the device in her ass was no joking matter. Then the nurse came in and brought an IV bag with her. "You've just made my day! We've got a special cocktail for you now," she smirked and placed the bag on the the pole, tapped a vein and then put a needle into the line injected a syringe of something into the bag. "What is that?" whimpered Tammy. "It is your reward for being my favorite subject. Just a little saline solution a touch of stimulant. Wouldn't want you to fall asleep and miss the fun." With that she left and Tammy could feel the drug kicking in. She was wide awake and her mind raced. What was going to happen to her? She did not know and pissed her diaper out of sheer panic. It was warm at first but cooled quickly. She was now able to feel the warmth against her shaved love cave. She was becoming excited but unable to do much about it. She shifted her butt to try to get some friction against the diaper but it only frustrated her even more. After what seemed like a full night of pissing and trying to get some pleasure from it, she felt a cramp in her gut. She did not fight it and then another one came, worse than the last one. This went on for what must have been an hour. The bag was finally empty and the cramps got easier but did not stop. She would have slept had it not been for the cramps. Tammy was just about to doze when a big cramp hit her and the nurse walked in, hit the lights and boomed, "Time to rise and shine. Oops, you can rise. Here's a little surprise for you." The nurse touched a device like a watch on her wrist and Tammy felt the sting like yesterday and once again peed her already soaked diaper and gasped. "Whoops!," the nurse chuckled, "Wrong button, that's for when you are uppity. This is the one you are going to learn to love!" She pushed another button Tammy felt a stirring in her bottom and a massive load of poop suddenly was pushing past her anus. Tammy could feel the warm, squishy mess as it forced its way out without the warning that one usually has before an approaching bowel movement. THE DEVICE! Then it stopped. "How was that?" questioned the nurse, "That was only 15 seconds. Lets try locking it in open mode for the day." She turned and left Tammy alone again. At that Tammy felt the stirring again and yet more warm crap filled her already loaded diaper. She was helpless to do anything but endure it. The pressure from her cramps caused a new push in her bottom every 5 minutes or so. This was horrible! Then entered Jim with a rolling cabinet. He touched a button on his wrist and she felt the device in her bowel stir again, closed this time. He tried to smile and she tried to smile back. He opened her jump suit to access her diaper and removed it and cleaned her up. This time he caressed her bottom and brushed her privates ever so lightly. She wanted more but he put her back into a diaper and she noticed the front of his pants were bulging. Apparently the feeling was mutual. "Was it bad?" Jim asked, "Did it hurt much?" "She zapped me," said Tammy, "That witch likes her job. Then she opened that thing in my butt and left it open. I couldn't stop it." "Yes," replied Jim, "She's horrible. What's worse is she used to be one of us that was asked to stay on. I've heard stories that she was a madam before this. I suppose this place has honed her skills to their ultimate." "What now?" asked Tammy. "I'm going to release you from the bed," started Jim, "so don't do anything silly like try to fiddle with your clothes. Also, I must release the valve again. If I don't they will punish me." With that he tapped his watch and Tammy felt the device work again. This time there was no immediate mess, thank goodness. Jim smiled and Tammy smiled back then he left. She sat on the bed and read the pamphlet. She now knew she must be on her best behavior or they could make her sentence last indefinitely after as little as 6 such offenses. She gingerly touched her diapered side, hoping it was not a violation. Then she moved her hand to her front and felt the bulk and finally to the back. She was well covered not a chance of what was inside to get out or vice versa. She looked at the bookshelf and picked another item to read, an anatomy book. She also felt pressure on her rectum and she tried to hold it. For the moment she kept it in and tried to relax but as soon as she did, the crap hit the diaper! The imbedded device was not going to allow her any dignity. She tried to clamp down again and managed to stop the release but it required constant clenching to keep it in. She finally tired and to her relief not much more came out. It was just enough to fill her crack and feel squishy between her cheeks. Tammy managed to sit in a manner that did not irritate her and started reading the anatomy book. It had a section on the digestive tract, bowel, colon and rectum. She now understood why the foam cast that was removed from her when she first arrived was shaped like it was. She learned a great deal about the human digestive system but it did not really help her now. Another urge hit her and she let to happen, it was a small load. She was barely aware that she had wet as well. It didn't matter that much, she knew it was futile to attempt to alter her situation. Tammy was now feeling a little uncomfortable, the fecal matter was starting to cool and she felt as if a rash is setting up. She was feeling hungry, having not eaten for several hours. Tammy also did not know what time it was but thought it must be at least early evening. Another push came on and she tried to help it out but the same device that keeps her from retaining it also kept her from expelling it any faster. She could only endure it. Then she felt the AT device stir and the door opened. The nurse came in said, "Good evening! Have you enjoyed your new toy? We've enjoyed your act on the monitors. I'd expect you to be at about 1/2 to 1/3 of a kilo in that little seat of yours." Tammy tried to not give her satisfaction, "Oh, it isn't that bad. I'm actually starting to like it. So warm and squishy! Aren't you jealous?" "I'll show you smug," shouted the nurse as she hit a button on her phone and left. It was a few minutes more when Jim came in with her dinner. Apparently she was to get 2 meals a day but all the water she could drink and she was to eat all that was given her or it was a violation. A violation opened her to any number of punishments, 6 of which would almost surely make her a permanent guest. Jim put the food on the end of her bed and said, "I'm sorry but you must eat this. It will be bad tomorrow but it will be worse tonight if you don't eat it." "What now?" she asked in a subdued tone. "This meal is very high fiber, almost pure fiber and the drink is a powerful purgative," he said, "you will be miserable all day tomorrow." "What's a purgative?" asked Tammy. Jim spoke, "A very strong bowel stimulant that will basically cause you to empty your entire digestive tract. I'm sorry." Tammy opened the containers and said, "To hell with them, it can't kill me," and ate everything before her and even licked up all the crumbs. She then drank the liquid, it tasted vile and had a horrible after taste. She went to the sink and drained the glass not once but twice. Jim looked at her and said, "Time for your change. I bet you are ready!" "YES!" she said loudly, "Get me out of this thing now!" and she started to pull the zipper when Jim nodded his head in a big 'NO' motion. She remembered the last time she did that and agreed with him. She moved the dishes and plopped down on the bed. Jim unzipped her, removed the diaper and cleaned her up. He also applied a cream to her red and irritated butt and rubbed oil on the rest of her diaper area. He then did something she had not seen before; he pulled a stack of clothe diapers from the rolling cabinet and folded 3 of them up, stacked them and placed them under her. He then quickly pinned the clothe into place and placed a pair of zipper and velcro rubber pants on her. They fastened securely and he put a small lock through the loops of the zippers to keep them in place. "What's this?" she asked. "Security. You will need this all too soon," he said, "The locks will keep you out of trouble. Good luck and try to breath when it hits." He patted her on the shoulder, rezipped her suit and left her in the dark. She tried to sleep while she could. She could already feel her stomach grumbling. Morning was not going to be good. Tammy drifted off to sleep and tried to remember happier times. "Security. You will need this all too soon," he said, "The locks will keep you out of trouble. Good luck and try to breath when it hits." He patted her on the shoulder, rezipped her suit and left her in the dark. She tried to sleep while she could. She could already feel her stomach grumbling. Morning was not going to be good. Tammy drifted off to sleep and tried to remember happier times. When morning arrived Tammy's guts were churning like a volcano about to errupt. She could feel the pressure in her lower colon but the device was holding it all back. She cramped and tried to make herself comfortable. She thought she could feel the device being pushed lower into her rectum, nearly protruding from her under the intense pressure. Tammy was nearly sick from the spasms and was near vomiting when the lights came on and the door opened. In came the nurse from hell. "Stand!" she demanded and Tammy did her best to comply only to have the device operated as she was almost fully standing. The release was both pleasure and pain as the pressure was gone but the cramps were able to continue the misery in full force. The nurse laughed as Tammy broke down and cried, not from pain so much as the sheer evil that this other person was inflicting on her. The nurse trigger the device closed and left Tammy to her agony. The diapers were soaked, all three of them. The rubber pants were ballooned out and she could feel the liquid mess slosh as she tried to find a comfortable position on the cot. The worst part was this was only the morning and she could feel more cramps building already. She was left cramping and hungry for probably another hour when in came Jim. He took one look at her and helped her up and walked her to the pre- op room she had been in before. He removed her jump suit and instructed her to squat down. He then popped the locks on the rubber pants and rolled them down, allowing the majority of the mess to flow down the drain. He then unpinned the diapers, allowing them to fall away one by one to the floor. The last one was so nasty that the smell nearly caused Tammy to faint. Jim then pulled a hose over and rinsed her off with warm water, a very pleasant feeling and the closest thing to a shower she'd had in weeks. Her stomach was still cramping horribly. Jim pulled out his phone and she could hear him talking to someone, pleading for something. He looked sad and put the phone away. "I tried to get them to allow you a release here without a diaper," Jim started, "but they said it was not allowed." Tammy, feeling better said, "It will be OK, I think the worst is over. Let's get on with it so I can get it over with." Jim rediapered her in 3 fresh cloth diapers and clean rubber pants and relocked them. He escorted her back to her room. On the way Tammy had a bad cramp and they had to stop. When the finally reached her room, it was Jim's turn, he cramped and produced a loud, wet load into his own diaper. Tammy giggled and Jim smiled for they shared a thing not of their own doing but a common bond none the less. Jim left her again, walking funny now. It was only 15 minutes later when Jim returned, obviously cleaned up and bringing food trays. As he approached, Tammy felt the demon device in her bowels stir and the new diaper was messsed. Jim heard the mess and shook his head. "Damn her," mumbled Jim under his breath, "she did that on purpose, trying to keep you from having a meal in peace." Tammy felt the device close again and said, "She's just trying to break me. She wanted me messy so you'd hear. I don't care any more, what's for lunch?" Jim placed the food on her cot and said, "Not much better. She's going for the other end of the spectrum. Mostly protien and no fiber. She's planning on constipating you now." Tammy ate the mush on crackers and drank as much water as she could stand hoping to offset the intended actions somewhat. Jim left again and the device stirred, causing a sloshing in her already saturated diaper. This went on every 30 minutes or so till supper when Jim returned and they repeated the events of the morning. Except this time she was back in a disposable and no rubber pants. Supper was pretty much the same and Jim once again, right on schedule, filled his diaper while bringing Tammy her food. They both giggled this time. Jim left and turned the lights out. Tammy was already wet when he left but she barely noticed. Morning came and she was soaked and still peeing from all the water she drank but no cramps. The nurse came in soon after she awoke and smiled. "You think the worst is over," she said, "it hasn't even started." With that she touched the button and the monster in her butt purred but nothing happened. It was Tammy's turn to smile. But the nurse didn't stop smiling either. "Nothing happened," said Tammy. "I know," said the nurse, "that's the idea. I'm leaving it open all day and nothing will happen...until 48 hours from now!" The nurse turned and left and Tammy once again had that sinking feeling. The only thing that kept her going was the thought of Jim coming to see her. The fact that he changed her and brought her meals was not important, his company was. Jim was the only person she could relate to, he was a fellow victim even if he was hoping to become one of them. Thinking of Jim, where was he, she thought. She didn't have to worry long, he arrived right on time with breakfast. Unfortunately, it was more slow moving stuff. They chatted about life before the center and the TransTrue and then he had to leave. She was not going to be changed this time. Tammy spent the day reading and waiting for supper when she would see Jim again. Just before she thought it was supper time she felt her bowels stir but not much and nothing in the diaper. By now her diaper was literally soaked to the brim. She had leaked a bit and tried to keep it on the floor and off the bed. Jim came in on schedule and said, "I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is you will be getting a diaper change this time. The bad news is supper is the same as yesterday." "Oh well," she said, "at least my butt will get a rest." She ate the dry, grainy food and washed it down with as much water as she could stomach. Jim motioned for her to get on the bed and she nodded her head and stood spread legged over a corner in the room that was already wet and started another stream. Jim put a towel on the bed and she got on the cot. "Geez," he said, "the plumber hasn't been here in a while." He unzipped her jump suit and removed it completely and then took the diaper off. It weighed a ton! He got another diaper under her and put ointment on her tender skin to help the rash that was setting in after being wet all day. Before he fastened the diaper he slid something else in and made the motion to keep quiet to Tammy. Once the diaper was all fastened, Jim also put on a pair of rubber pants to avoid leaking like today. She stood and Jim gave her another suit, same as before. She stood and whispered to Jim, "What did you put in my diaper?" "Nothing," he said, "just a helper. It will soak up about a pint of fluid more than your diaper alone." "Thanks," replied Tammy, "every little bit helps. Now if I could just get over this full feeling in my gut!" They both laughed and then Jim stopped for a second and filled his diaper and laughed even harder than before. Tammy said, "OOPS! your a little late today aren't you?" Jim stopped laughing and told her, "Yes, I am and I've already changed! Darn, now I have to wait till almost lunch!" He started laughing again and shrugged his shoulders, hugged Tammy and left, turning the lights off. Tammy stayed awake for a bit, thinking about how things would have been different if she had met Jim outside of this place. She finally drifted off to sleep, wetting herself before she fell asleep. In the morning she was roused by Jim, he brought breakfast and early, she thought. "Hey, sleepyhead," he chuckled, "you and your bowels are both slowing down." She sat up and was ready for breakfast even though she wasn't really hungry except for the company. She ate slowly, trying to draw it out. Finally she finished and her time with Jim was over till supper. He shrugged, no change this time and left her again. About midday the nurse came in and asked, "Well, all plugged up with an open hole?" "You should know," answered Tammy, "What next?" "Nothing..." she started, "except that you've been such a good test subject they are going to conduct another one in conjunction with the current one. Another new project with a unique diaper configuration. You'll see tomorrow." Before she left the nurse tossed a small packet of pills at Tammy and told her to take all of it, it'll relieve the pressure. Tammy took all three with a glass of water and settled in for some reading until supper. She was finishing a book on the skeletal structures when she felt the familiar urge. There were no cramps, just the gentle push of poop into the diaper. She tried to press down on the cot to keep it in but it only made her tired quicker. She finally flopped down on the bed and lifted her legs to make the exit easier. It was not going any quicker. Jim walked in and saw her in this position and laughed. "Yoga?" questioned Jim, "or is this your 'sexy' look?" "Neither," she replied, "I'm trying to relax and let it all come out, as much as possible before you change me. You are going to change me soon, right?" "Yes," he said, "I hear you will be getting a new toy that they have developed in R&D but I haven't seen it yet. It might actually be a good one. It is developed for real bowel problems, not artificial ones." "Good," she said and felt another glob ooze out, "I really could use some good news. Please don't change me yet, OK!" Jim nodded, "Sure, supper is better tonight, a piece of real meat! Enjoy it." Tammy couldn't believe it. She hadn't had any meat, real meat, in over a year. She looked it over, it was only a rough looking cut of ground beef but it was like a T-bone for her. She ate it piece by piece, sopping up the juices with the bread and eating it all. The whole time she felt the semi-stiff mess in her diaper kept coming and squished between her crack and worked its way all around her encased butt. Jim looked at her and said, "Well, I'm only allowed to close it long enough to change you then I have to open it again." "It won't matter," she said, "Let's get it over with." Tammy got on the cot and let Jim do his magic. It was a really stinky, huge mess. The clean diaper felt good but she knew it wouldn't last. He did not open the valve until he was ready to leave and she nodded she was ready. She blew him a kiss and he left, filling his diaper as he turned to leave. The lights were out now and she felt her bladder needing an empty. She also felt a bit of crap sneak between her cheeks but that was all so far. She tried to lean back and let the pee trickle out, hopefully washing some of the poop from her crack. It helped but not much. She fell asleep and slept very soundly. Once again, Jim woke her and this time he was early and did not bring breakfast. He had a gurney with him and motioned Tammy to get on. She complied and he rolled her down the hall to the pre-op. Tammy noticed that she was pretty wet and she was a little messy, probably because the valve was still open on the demon device in her bowels. When in pre-op Jim helped her off the gurney and two techs undressed her and hosed the mess off her. When cleaned up Jim left. Just then she felt a well formed turd pushing out her butt. It dropped to the floor and the tech with the hose washed it down the drain and the other tech took another hose sprayed it all over her butt and even pointed it up her bottom. She felt water run in and out as quickly as it went in and then he hosed her butt and legs again before shutting it off. Then the two techs escorted her into the operating theater and she was left standing there. The chief doctor entered with the whole gang in tow. He nodded to Tammy and motioned the techs to get her back onto the saw horse contraption. This time she was ready for the experience even though she did not know what to expect. Again the camera was point at her very red bottom. The doctor spoke, "Now we see the results of a week anus as exhibited by our AT device. Notice the raw tissue, the redness of constant contact with fecal matter. This new equipment should alleviate a great deal of this." The nurses brought some equipment to the doctor and he continued, "This is just the prototype, the final design will be modified for user comfort. These tests are only to determine the effectiveness of the concept." The doctor displayed a device similar to the device already lodged inside her and she shuddered to think of having two of those monsters. Then the doctor spoke again, "This is the device this subject already carries that simulates loss of bowel control, requiring constant diapering." Then the doctor produced another piece of equipment, this one looked like a hose with two smaller inner hoses and fittings on one end. "This simple attachment," started the doctor, "has an inflatable collar that will retain it in the last few inches of the bowel. This one will actually protrude for testing. Notice the hoses. The smaller one will connect to a fill hose and the larger one is the drain pipe." With that he applied lubricant to the new equipment and applied pressure to inflate the collar. Tammy noticed how large it was. He deflated it again and applied lube to her anus and shoved it home in one motion. She jumped from the sudden violation. Then he inflated the collar and Tammy saw the device pull into her a bit and change the angle at which it was protruding. It stuck out about 2 inches! How would she function? Would she be able to sit at all? The doctor continued, hooking hoses to the fittings and running them around her left buttock and then strapping a belt around her and fixing the loose ends of the hoses to the belt. He spoke again, "Now we will test the pressure fittings on the device." He then motioned for a nurse to bring a hose over to the table. She connected it to the small hose and then Tammy felt the inner monster close. The next thing she felt was the immense pressure of the largest load she had ever felt. Then the nurse connected the larger hose to one that went to the drain in the sink. She opened the second valve and it immediatedly sprayed water into the basin and Tammy felt the relief. Then she felt the inner device open again and felt the cool water fill her colon very quickly. Being strapped to the table did not allow her to fill very full and the other pipe was allowing the water out nearly as quick as it went in. Then it all stopped and the doctor left the room and said something about see you in 3 days! The nurse closed the valves and detached the hoses and also left. The techs now unfastened the hose from her belt and brought something else that blocked the view of her camera. When she could see again, they were snaking the hoses through a diaper with a hole in it. But this diaper was different, it had a shiny, thicker backing to it and it had velcro instead of tapes and the lining was mesh instead of fluff or cloth. When they had the diaper next to the latest invention, they twisted it over the device and used a tool to tighten a band around the diaper for a secure fit. Here she was, strapped to a saw horse, diaper half hanging off her butt with hoses going every which way! Then they released the saw horse and undid her restraints. What a relief. As she stood, she could feel water still sloshing in her colon but it wasn't getting past the Fort Knox contraption in her butt! Once off the rack, the techs placed a disposable pad between the mesh and the diaper backing and pulled it up between her legs and fastened it in place. They also refastened the hoses to the belt. Then Jim came back in and wheeled a gurney with him. He helped her onto it, face down as the protrusion did not allow for a face up position. Jim wheeled her out. This time he went a different way, not to her room. She looked at him and asked, "Where are we going?" "To your new room," he smiled, "it is a little better and has furniture to handle your, uh, new situation." Jim opened the door to her new digs and wheeled her in. She immediately noticed a chair with a large section missing where the seat should be. She also noticed hoses hanging from the ceiling on a long rod so that it reached any point in the room. Once in the room, Jim helped her off the gurney and helped her get seated in her chair. "You will be connected to these hoses for the next 3 days," he started, "and you will be changed into a clean pad whenever you want. Just push the button on the wall." He pointed to the wall plate as he was retrieving the hoses and attaching them to her belted couplings. "This is better?" she questioned, "being tethered to a bunch of hoses?" She smiled when she said it and started to chuckle at the silliness of the whole thing. "Yeah, at least you won't have a diaper rash any more," said Jim and tapped his watch and Tammy felt the inner device open again but nothing happened. Screwing up her courage Tammy asked, "So what's the schedule on this thing?" Jim thought and said, "Once in the morning as soon as you wake and once before lunch and once before supper. Then they will put a small fill enema in after each one to make the next one easier to drain. It shouldn't be bad, really!" Just then a light flashed on the wall and Jim pointed it out. "What's that?" she asked. "It signals the next cycle," Jim answered, "You are about to be filled, drained and filled since this is the before lunch time." When the light stopped she heard water start to flow and felt her abdomen begin to grow. Then it stopped and Jim massaged her tummy. After 2 minutes of that, the other line kicked in and she drained. The hose was translucent and she could see a dark fluid being pumped out of her. Then the other hose started again and she felt it run for just a few seconds and the cool water stopped, leaving her feeling just a bit sloshy but not uncomfortable. Jim helped her up and then left. She explored her new room, noting that the books were different, something else to read! Bummer! They were all Tranparent True propaganda. She decided to try out her new diaper and tried to pee as much as possible. It held it all but she decided to see what the response time was if she pushed the button on the wall. Five minutes after pushing the button the door opened and in walked Jim with a food tray and a bag over his shoulder. "Which do you want first?" he asked. "Oh, change me," she answered, "I want to see how it works with this new one." Jim complied and let her examine the new insert before he fastened her up. He held the old one up and squeezed it with one hand and nothing came out. Jim cleaned up and servered her lunch. WOW, 3 meals a day now. The food was ordinary wafers, tasteless spreads and bland drinks but was welcomed. Tammy and Jim talked about getting together when the were both free of this place. Jim's wife had died in child birth and Tammy had never had a real relationship with anyone before. Tammy spent her days reading the TransTrue lies and enduring the plumbing cycles. After 3 days Jim returned before breakfast, just as the last cycle was finishing, and Tammy noted that they did not refill her. Must be because she was going back to see the doctor today since Jim brought a gurney with him. Once in pre-op she was stripped of the suit and diaper and was relieved to have the air on her butt. Once again she was cleaned and taken to the operating room and strapped to the saw horse and stretched tight. The doctor entered right on cue and motioned for the monitor to be placed in front of Tammy. "How's my patient today?" asked the doctor. "Not bad," replied Tammy, "but my behind was getting sore from lack of air flow." "Hmm," the doctor started, "Yes, I see some redness here, we'll make changes in the backing of the binder garment. Thank you. Now we will be removing this and also removing the internal AT device as well." The doctor deflated the collar on the hose monster and with a quick tug it was out. Tammy noticed how large her hole still was! Then the doctor rinsed her off with some saline and lubbed the opening and placed the crack-spreader in her open hole and squeezed with both hands! Strange, it didn't hurt. Then she could see the end of the internal demon just before the doctor blocked her view with the insertion/removal tool. He turned it and she felt something, probably the lugs retracting and then he pulled it free. No pain again. When he removed the spreader, she noticed her butt hole was still very large! The doctor was leaving now and she was being unstrapped from the saw horse and put on a gurney and rediapered with the normal disposable. Then Jim entered and rolled her back to her room. On the way to her room she had a large pocket of gas escape; they both giggled. With nothing foreign lodged in her colon, Tammy thought things would be back to normal. Jim reminded her that she had been over a week without controlling her bowels and that her hole was still very distended. He guessed she'd be at least a day or two of nearly identical symptoms as having the AT opened all the time. Tammy sighed, "Oh well, it was a thought. At least I am doing it to myself and not the witch with the pointy hat!" Jim laughed along with her, "Yep, wouldn't you like to see some experiments on her?" They both laughed until Jim's phone beeped, he answered and left immediately. Tammy was now able to feel all the sensations she had been robbed of and actually thought it might have been better with the AT in place. Now she could dread it longer and feel the full effect of a sloppy bowel movement. The nurse came in and shouted, "GOOD NEWS! You are the winner again. This time the test will involve electrical stimulation. I'm really enjoying this." Tammy did not acknowledge the nurse and she shouted, "HEY, LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!" With that the nurse backhanded Tammy and she fell from the cot. The nurse came around and kicked her in the rear, hitting her very sore butt and causing Tammy to moan. Someone must have seen this on a monitor because it was only a second before two large men in blue uniforms came in and grabbed the nurse, put her hands behind her back and drug her out of the room. After they had left, Jim came in and helped Tammy up and took her to another room for some first aid and a fresh diaper. It was then Tammy noticed that there was a window that looked over into the operating theater. Curious about what might go on when she was not in there, Tammy saw the nurse strapped to a large metal ring, hands and feet stretched out. A bar was being cranked into her abdomen, forcing her rear outward, then it tilted so that her rear was the highest point of her body. As Tammy looked but was afraid to know what was going to happen, she had to know what fate was before the nurse. Jim patted her on the shoulder as she watched with both pleasure and pain, revenge and sympathy, the doctor took a crack spreader and rammed it home. Then the doctor opened it as wide as the one Tammy had experienced and he opened it a bit more. The whole time the former nurse was screaming. One of the techs finally tired of it and placed a gag in her mouth and inflated it. He then connected a hose to the gag and opened a valve. You could tell the nurse was swallowing something and it wasn't her favorite dessert either. Jim told her this fluid was a very thick paste that was hard to swallow, like oatmeal only it tasted like salty, sandy vinegar. He also told her it would bulk up her colon so that she would gain 15 pounds just from the added contents. He continued saying it would cause horrible cramps and a burning sensation to any skin it contacted. Next they'd switch to a high diuretic fluid that could cause a constant burning in the bladder as well as an irritant to the skin while maintaining electrolytic balance. Jim found a volume control and turned it up. They heard the doctor say that this subject was failing to remain loyal and that she was to be permanently made into a test subject. The device he was using on her now would sever the nerves that control the upper sphincter without deading the sensations. He was also doing this without any local anesthetic, only the gag would muffle the screams. The nurse twitched several times and the doctor removed the device. He said it was a permanent procedure and even if allowed to leave the subject would be unable to function without 24/7 diapers and probably a nurse/companion. They also switched fluids at this point on the gag. Next he pressed a button and the table rolled over and the bar moved to press the middle of her back and make her lower abdomen the highest point. The doctor continued by saying next he was going to perform the same procedure on her bladder but with a smaller device. This one usually hurt more but the subject would not be heard. He then inserted a needle like device into her pee hole and she squirmed like mad but to no avail. Next the doctor pushed another button and the nurse was laid on her back and her legs were drawn nearly to her chest and spread as well. The doctor stated that now he was going to implant a device in her vagina that would use an movement to cause it to tumble about inside its case, causing symptoms of motion sickness. It would also constantly stimulate her bowels and bladder, making her constantly wet and messy, probably only remaining clean for 10 minutes after a change. When he had finished that he left and the tech removed the gag. Her stomach was very distended. The nurse was speechless and peed herself right there in the operating room. Tammy was not happy but she was glad that the nurse was being punished. As Tammy turned away, she saw them putting a single cloth diaper and thick plastic pants on the nurse. As a matter of fact, the pants had a hose at the lowest point of the crotch and they were connecting it to an IV bag on a pole. Jim took Tammy back to her room and on the way they saw the former nurse being wheeled on a gurney. The former queen of mean was diapered and the plastic pants were sloshy from the liquid in the IV bag. Jim told her it was an irritant that would cause diaper rash like symptoms even before she got to the end of the hall. She wore a vacant stare on her face as they wheeled her down toward the permanent storage facility. Jim told Tammy that was where the TransTrue housed their worst criminals and least reformable subjects. The nurse would never leave and would never have a dry, clean minute in her lifetime. Tammy's bowels finally returned to normal after a few days and she thought things were getting better but it was not be. She still had most of her sentence ahead of her and they were going to get every pennies worth out of her. Jim brought in supper that evening and he had some pills she was supposed to take. "These will clean you out again," he said, "I'm afraid they have another test device in store for you. It won't be any worse than the rest, I'm told." "Great!" she started, "I've got plenty to look forward to for the rest of my stay here." She ate her meal, took the pills and drank plenty of water. Before he left, Jim changed her and took a little extra time rubbing ointment on her reddened flesh. She enjoyed it but he stopped before she became too aroused, darn it. She had not had sexual release in weeks. He quickly taped the diaper in place and zipped the suit up. "Why'd you stop?" Tammy asked. "I had too," he said, "If I'd gone any further, I'd have ejaculated and I'd have been punished at my next change, probably with a plug, an enema and loss of a change per day for a week. None of which would be as bad as what they would do to you if you had an orgasm just now." With that Tammy was not happy but understood his reasons. She then was glad to have her diaper back in place, safe and secure. After he left and the lights were out, she leaned back and let a trickle of pee run down, clean to her butt, where it pooled and was soaked up by the diaper. It was nice but it didn't give her the release she desperately wanted, even needed! The next morning she was jolted from sleep by the immense load exiting into her diaper in a very noisy manner! It was a soft, moist load that flowed easily up the back of her diaper and worked its way up between her legs. She peed to make it even squishier. She rubbed it around, using the bed against her diapered butt to try to get some satisfaction but it only made a big mess. Jim entered just as she was about to start using her hands and she instantly stopped. He nodded that it would have been a no-no! He also held his nose jokingly to show that he knew she'd made a huge mess. "I think I smell something dead!" he said jokingly. "Yep," Tammy said, "I think it crawled up inside my diaper and died!" He put the food tray down and it was only a glass of liquid, she tasted it and it was the nasty stuff that would finish the job the pills started, a clean colon. Jim left and did not change her. It was only 30 minutes before she felt the remaining contents of her colon empty into her already well filled diaper. After 30 more minutes, the cramps stopped and the full diaper needed to hold no more, which was good because it was starting to really swell and the mess was working its way clean to the top of the band in the back. Jim returned a few minutes later with a gurney and he helped her onto it. She knew she was monitored but it was still erie the way people showed up at the right times. On the way to pre-op she asked, "Did any of this every happen to you?" "Only twice," Jim replied and continued, "the first time was when I was only here a day and not yet given the duties of an orderly. I tried to remove my suit and was untaping my diaper when they hit me with a tranq. Next thing I knew I was strapped to a metal table and a tube that felt as bit as a firehose was filling and draining my ass about 3 times a minute." He paused and sort of blushed, "The second time was after you got here and I rubbed the front of my suit until I was punished. That's how I knew what would happen if I didn't stop last night. I was there only a week or so ago." Now she blushed and said, "Was it worth it?" He smiled and rolled his eyes and pushed her into the pre-op room. There were two techs that took her to the same place as usual and hosed her off. She was hungry and felt so empty at this moment she thought she might faint. The ushered her into the operating theater again. She could still remember the last event she had seen take place here. She shuddered with the fear she had never really felt before, probably because the doctor talked to her even though he didn't have to do so. This time the doctor entered and nodded to Tammy, "How's my star subject? Ready for something that will eventually help some truly disabled patients?" "Fine, Doc," she replied, "Heck, yeah, lets save some people then! Can I watch again?" With that the doctor motioned and the techs once again put her on the saw horse. This time they did not bend it so much but stretched her more toward her left side than the right. She was basically stretched across a table with one side dropped at a 45 degree angle with the rest of it pretty normal. Her head and arms were down and her legs and buttocks were on the level part. The monitor was positioned in front of her but hard to view. The doctor had the techs take it off the stand and place it directly on the floor! "This is our best test subject," the doctor started, "and has been singlely responsible for no less than 2 excellent tests on new products. Today we will be fitting her with a device that was cast from her own bowel." With those words a nurse brought out a table with a covered object. The doctor uncovered it and held it up. Tammy recognized it, it was a black copy of the cast that had been removed from her when she arrived. The only difference was that this one was hollow and not quite so large in the area where she remembered there being a grapefruit sized area. It was still almost two feet long! The doctor attached a device to it and it deflated to about the size of a small garden hose with a few bends in it. It was flexible as he bent it in several directions. A nurse sprayed something on it as he twisted it. Next, a nurse snaked what looked like a small, 2 foot tube into her empty colon. Tammy was a bit worried that they had not lubed it but as soon as it entered, she felt it start to spray something as it worked its way into her. It felt very interesting, very strange to feel something working up her colon. When it reached a point that was surely near the end, the nurse stopped and gave it one last spray before retrieving it. Some of the substance dripped out her rectum as the hose was withdrawn, it looked like it was about a honey consistency but it was very slippery. When the hose was completely removed the doctor inserted a crack spreader again and opened her enough to get the hose in. The doctor noted an alignment mark and started to snake the hose into her colon. Tammy felt an even more interesting, yes, even erotic feeling as the tube was snaked back down her bowels. When he had it almost all the way in place, he twisted a bit and pushed it the rest of the way in, leaving none protruding and just past the outer muscle ring. As he was making sure the position was correct, the doctor removed the setting tool and it instantly inflated back to its full size. Tammy nearly came as the pressure on her vagina and bladder caused by the tube returning to its orignal size and shape aroused her. The remaining lube inside her colon squirted out around the tube and splashed at the doctor. Then the doctor motioned to the techs and he announced, "This device will replace a damaged or cancerous colon in patients with such afflictions. Now we will check that there are no kinks in the hose and that it is clear." The doctor took a flexible, giant cotton swab and pushed it a full two feet into her rectum. Tammy felt nothing and still nothing as he pulled it out. The doctor picked up something that looked like cups of jello and announced, "This will simulate the weight of a normal bowel movement...times 3." He started popping the jello out of the cylinders and popped them into her but and stuff each one as far as possible with the big swap. She couldn't help but think he was tamping down an old style cannon. When he had place was must have been a dozen of them inside her, he pushed the button that loosened the saw horse. The techs let her up and proceeded to put on a velcro pair of clear plastic pants. They helped her stand there and she could tell that she had a funny feeling in her guts but it did not hurt. The doctor announced once more, "Now we see how the material exits. The lining of the hose has a nearly natural action. It allows material to move slowly and exit without alarming the subject. We can control it from 1 to 45 minutes between units per evacuation. Evacuations will depend on patient diet and exercise. This test will be conducted at the 1 minute setting and with a bulk-forming diet and no exercise requirement." As he was speaking, she felt the slight movement of something passing her anus, squeezing past her cheeks and squishing between her legs. Almost on cue, she felt the next one a minute later. They held her there for 15 minutes while all the 'units' passed into the waiting clear plastic pants. "See you in 2 weeks," said the doctor as he left. They took Tammy back to pre-op and dropped the plastic and hosed her off. Jim put her back into a slightly thicker disposable and suit and took her back to her room. She relaxed and waited for lunch. Jim brought it in and it was pretty much regular food again. She ate it quickly for she was starving from lack of breakfast. She was wet and Jim changed her before leaving. She hugged him as he zipped up her suit watched him leave. The rest of that day was uneventful, just some gas, no bulk in her diaper. By dinner time she was soaked again and Jim entered with a rolling cart and a food tray. He served her dinner and lifted slightly off the bed as he filled his own confines with a big, mushy load. "PLEASE!" yelled Tammy, "Not while I'm trying to eat!" and she laughed. Jim blushed and said, "Sorry! You know I can't help it." After dinner Jim said, "Time for a change and a little something extra they thought of after you left." With that he pulled out a fresh, clean diaper and something that looked like links of sausage but Jim said they were synthetic feces, sterile, and would help her bowels return to normal function after the cleansing she got today. He positioned her on the bed with her butt high in the air and started snaking the 10 linked 'units' into her waiting tubed hole. He had all of them in and put Tammy in her diaper. She smiled and 'thanked' him for the surprise. He left and the lights were turned out. Tammy awoke with a very full diaper and counted at least 3 units still exiting when she thought to count them. Hmm, sleep-messing, this wasn't so bad. Jim came in with breakfast and changed her, noting that synthetic poop didn't stink! They both laughed. The two weeks passed fairly easily, no problems and Tammy was used to the pulsing turds when they started. She usually produced 4 to 6 on her own. The tube inside her made it all a big surprise but she had them down to 3 times a day just before meals. At the end of her two weeks Jim once again brought the 'cleaning fluid' in for her breakfast and before lunch she was clean as a whistle inside but not outside. The tube had an interesting reaction to diahrea, it pulsed the soupy mess such that it nearly erupted every minute! Jim took her to pre-op and the techs washed her down. She was taken into the theater and strapped to the table and the doctor entered. "Well," he said, "you look well, was this a success for you?" "Yes," she answered, "it was actually very comfortable and no trouble at all." "Good," the doctor said and proceeded to deflate the tube and snake it back out. Tammy felt the odd sensation of her guts rumbling but it was completely painless. When it was out the doctor motioned for the nurse to bring another tube, this one smaller and connected to a grease gun type device. "This will fill your colon," said the doctor, "slowly dissolving and returning it to normal function." With that he popped the first foot of the hose into her still distended hole and pumped her full of the stuff. With that completed he left and the techs released her and a fresh disposable was fastened about her. On the way back to the room, she felt something seep out her anus, sticky and warm. It made the diaper stick to her butt, a new sensation. This went on for nearly 24 hours before she had a real bowel movement. It was messy and loose, probably due to lack of use of the last two feet of her colon for the last few weeks. Tammy endured several more experiments, mostly minor drug therapy and once she was put on a diet very similar to Jim's except that she was pooping and peeing way more than Jim. She guessed that was the whole idea. Then one day Jim came in and he looked different, he wasn't diapered any more! He also only had O17 on his suit, he was a full blown employee of the center now. Tammy was proud of him, but she still needed a change. Not much changed for Tammy in the course of her confinement until her last week, she was given a large enema, allowed to use the toilet and then fitted with a collared enema nozzle. They pumped something inside of her and then x-rayed her. She was allowed the expel that as well and then she was fitted with a body cast from just under her arms and down to her knees. Her bladder was catherized and her bottom was left exposed. She was then strapped to a table that had nothing but a padded edge and a frame. She was suspended within the frame and a feeding tube was snaked down her nose. For her final week of confinement she was simulating a coma patient. After only 3 days she was constipated so bad they had to give her an enema to get her going again. Now that her time was over she wondered if she would be given a chance to stay on and see Jim. The day came for her release and she was taken to a new room, one with a shower and toilet. She cleaned up and felt a little unsure of herself so she got a diaper from the cabinet and put it on before dressing. Tammy was sitting, reading some of the news that she had missed while locked away when a man entered the room. "You may not recognize me without a mask but I'm the chief doctor around here," he said, "and you have been a model test subject. How would you like a job here? We would give you housing, food and a small salary. In return you could become an orderly or participate in some of our less risky and more beneficial test from time to time." "I..I," she stammered, "I'm honored! When would I start?" "Now," he said, "and you can keep wearing diapers as long as you like, it isn't a problem" With that she blushed and asked if she could see Jim now. The doctor paged Jim and he came to the room. Jim smiled at Tammy and Tammy hugged him. The doctor seeing that they were going to be fine, left them alone. "Nothing deviant, you two!" shouted the doctor as he left the room. With that Jim started to unzip his suit and hesitated. Then Tammy unzipped her suit, revealling her fresh diaper. Then Jim unzipped his suit and showed his fresh diaper, too. They both laughed and went toward the bed with nothing but their diapers and they'd be off before long! The End!