Lesbian nursing home

I’m leah. I was a happy person.  I was in college.  I was in my seccond year. I got good grades.  I was attractive.  I had a lot of friends.  Life was good. I had no complaints.  

I was driving one night. A drunk driver slamed into me. I remember the car coming at me. Then i fell unconscious.  

I did not know it but i sliped into a coma. The police,fire and ambulance setvices had to use the jaws of life to free me from the car. My legs were crushed.  I was placed into a gurney. I was rushed into the ambulence. The ambulence sped to the nearby general hospital.  

They took me into emergency surgery.  I later learned that it was touch and go. They were able to symbolize me. I was in a coma. 

I had a student i.d in my wallet. The hospital contacted the school.  The school contacted my parents. My best friend and my roomate and other friends arrived.  My family got to the hospital as fast as they could. 

They stayed at my side. I was in a hospital gawan and diaper. The nurses changed my diapers. I had not woken up. My parents did not want to have me sent to a nursing home but they felt they had no choice. It had been a couple of days and i had not woke up. My parents decided to nove me. 

My mom had held my hand. She kissed my forehead.  After a few daysi was placed on an ambulence.  I was brought to a rehab facility near my home town. It was ten minutes by car from the house i grew up in. 

I was moved from the ambulence to a private room. I was put in bed. Annie a nurse changed my diaper and gave me a spunge bath. She washed my boobs and vaginal area. She later told me that i seemed to be turned on. It was normal.  It was a natural stimulation.  She was turned on.

I had a roommate.  She was around my age. She was awake. She had been injured in a skying accidents. 

I ended up being in a coma for four months.  I had no memory of it. I knew nothing about it. I was bathed by female nurses.  My diaper waa changed. I had still peed and pooped. I was fedby intervenis. 

My patents and sisters and brothers came to see me every day.  I dont remember anything from it. I lost those memories.  Perhaps i dreamed. I had no idea. It was really not important.  

It was several months that i was in a coma.  Doctors had no idea when or if i would wake up. One day my sister was sitting with me. She held my hand.  

I started to wake up. I was very groggy. I was not sure what was going on. I made some groaning noises. “Lee lee its me. Your safe! Your in a hospital. ” my sister Stacy said. I was close with all of my sisters. I was always very close with stacy. I was so glad that she was there with me. I took her hand. 

“Am i ok?” she asked.  “You were injured prety bad lee. You have been in a coma for four months.  ” she said.”four mounths!” i said. I was shocked and stunned. I could not move my legs. 

A doctor  came in and explaned what had happened to me. I was injured badly. The doctor was not sure that i would ever walk again. The doctor told me that my time bed riden may have caused some muscles to atrophy. The doctor assured me that they would do all they could to help me try to regain the use of my legs.  

I was in a total sate of shock. A nurse came in. “Hi i am annie. ” she said. she was very prety.  “I am hear to change you and bathe you” she said.”oh great.” she said. “It wont be so bad. ” she said. 

She pulled off my blankets. She pulled off my hospital gowan. She pulled off my diaper. It was very full. I found i got aroused. I got really humiliated.  Why was i arosed? I hoped to stop.  i tried to overcome my arousal. It was not working. 

She took a spunge and washed my vagional area. I was realy aroused now. I bit my tounge. She put me in a fresh diaper and an orderly striped the bed. I was given a new hospital gowan. 

After a while the nurse and her aides left my room. “Annie is hot isn’t she?” my roommate Amanda asked. Amanda  was my age. She had long brown hair in a poney tail.  

“Oh. I dont like girls. I am not a lesbian.  ” i declared.  “Come on. You realy dont think Annie is hot?” she asked me. “Well she is realy prety. I gues i could say that. ” i admitted. Amanda laughed. 

I started to get out more. I was wheeled around the faculity in a wheal chair. This was not an old fokes home. It was a rehabilitation hodpital. Many patients were younger. Many suffering from injuries or orther ulneses that required ling term care. The adninistrator told me that the goal is being able to return to sosisety. 

I wanted to either be able to walk or function in sosiety. The staff assured me that they would make that that happened.  I hoped that that was true. 

Amanda and i became close friends. We talked all the time. We wheal chair raced. We hugged. I loved how she felt.  She was so soft. One day i kissed her.  Her lips were so soft.  

One night i asked the night nurse if we could sleep in the same bed. Rylie the night nurse said that we could. We cuddled.  

One night she fondled my brest. She licked my boobs. She then kiseed my pussey. I then went on her. The staff knew what we did. They did not mind. My family was fine with it. 

One day annie came in. She bathed me. I kissed her. I expected her to walk away but she did not. She kissed me back.  

One day i asked her to frig me. She pulled uo my gowan. She licked my tits. I loved having my boobs played with and licked. She opened my diaper and licked my pussey. She was so good. She leened over so i could lick her pussey.

I worked to walk again. My body got stronger. I was able to regain some of my strength. I got to be able to use a walker then a cain. I had a wheal chair just in case. 

I was sad to leave in a way.  I would miss the staf and patcients. Amanda was discharged a few mounths before i was. We stayed in touch in more ways then one. 

I moved in with my sister stacy. I was able to work a part time job. I workef to graduate from college. 

Stacy and i slept in the same bed. I kissed her. She kissed me back. I cupped her brest. She went for myine. She adnited that she had been jealous of all the attention i had gotten at the rehab center. I made up for that.  

I finished college.  I got maried and had two kids. I never quite got over my time at the lesbien rehab hospital if you know what i meen. 

The end.

This is a work of fiction and fantasy.  

The procedures hear are probably not right. 

 

The happy handicap

Calie was a sweet young women.she was in her twenties.  She had long hair. She liked to put it in a braid. She loved dreses. She was a happy funy and sweet young lady. She was attractive and she was very intelligent.  She was well liked. Many who knew it looked at her fondly . she brought a smile to the faces of all who knew her. 

She worked at a book store. She was known for being helpfull. She was active in a local baptist church. She was very talented.  She played the piano and organ and other musical instraments as well. 

She had a happy life, well almost. There was a slight hickup. Well realy a huge hickup. She was handicap.  She was paralyzed from the waist down. She was wheal chair bound. She had been for a few years. 

She was traviling back to colege from visiting home for vacation.  A distracted driver who was texting collided with her car. The car was totled. Rescue workers had to use the jaws of life to get her out of the vehicle.  Her legs had been crushed. She was air lifted to the best hospital in the region.  

They were able to keep her alive. The damage was too savere. They could not do anything about that. She was paralyzed.  

She tried to handle it with dignity and serenity. She did not blame anyone m she was not mad. She tried to work around it. She considered it a slight set back. It was not the end. She could work passed it. She was determined to do just that. She would be brave and determined. 

Everyone admired her sprit. They admired her resolve . this handicap was not going to stop her. She was going to keep going. She was going to work around this. She was going to achieve her goals even if it took extra work. She was going to work as hard as she had to to get where she wanted to be. 

She went back to school. The school tried to help her. With encouragement from friends and family, she got her degree. She graduated with honors. 

She lived a hapy life despite the handicap.  She was known to be shy and reserve. When it came to her disibility, she was strong willed. She was not going to let this drag her down.  She would make lemonade from life’s lemons. 

She did it with grace. She reached out to the lady who hit her. She wrote her a letter. The lady wrote her back. She visited her freqently in jail. She kept a correspondence with her. She tried to bury the hachet with her. She had forgiven the lady.  She held no resentment towards her although some of her friends did. She tried to curb there disdain. She encoureged forgiveness.  

She never complaned. She got discouraged but never let it get her so down. She was an inspiration to others. 

Before the accident, she had dated a little. She had not been in a serious relationship.  After she woke up in the hospital she had to learn how to function in the new normal.  She had to learn how to live being disabled. She focused on living with the disibility.

While she put romance on hold, she did not give up on love conpletly. She just put in on a back burner. After it had been some time sense the accident ,she decided that it was time to put it back on the front burner. 

She had no idea how to get back. In the dating game as it were. She decided to be patient and wait for the right one. It was not long before the right one revealed itself. 

Daryl was a recent bible college graduate. He was training to be a pastor. The church that cali attended ,brought Darryl on as an assistant and youth pastor.  He was tall, handsome,athletic and smart. Every single woman in the church warned to date him. Cali started to second gues herself.  She was going to withdraw. She considered not trying to persue a relationship with daryl. 

She backed off for a while.  She decided to go for it. She had no idea if he would be interested in dating a disabled girl.  She decided to throw caution to the wind and go for it so she did.

“Hey! Do you want to go out for cofee or something? ” she asked. “Sure.  Thursday is prety much the only day i have free. Is thursday ok?” he asked. “Yea Thursday is great ” she said. She was excited.

The date was a huge sucess. They had common interest.  They saw things in a similar fashon. He asked her for a second date. They went on a date at a restaurant.  Things seem to be getting serious for the two of them. 

She waited until date number four to have a heart to heart talk with him. “So i have to ask is this just a friendship between us or are you thinking something more?” she asked.

“I am thinking more.  I was not sure at first. In getting to know you i feel comfortable around you and i am confident that you would make a suitable wife. “He answered.  

“So my being handicap is not an issue? “She asked.”no its not. “He answered.  “It wont be easy having a disabled wife.  ” she said. “I know that.  ” he said.

“I can have kids.  That was unaffected.  ” she said. “I was not sure.  I had intended to ask but i was not sure when or how. I am glad  to hear that.  It would not be a deal breaker but i am glad i know the answer to that question. ” he told her. 

“I do have to wear diapers. I wear diapers all the time. I am bladder and bowel incontinent. ” she said. “Ok. ” he said..”are you ok with that?” she asked. “Yes i am. ” he said. “I wanted to make sure.  I know i am putting a lot on you all at once. I want to get any potential isues out there. Deal with elephants in the room now as opposed to later. ” she told him. “I totally understand. ” he said.

There relationship got more serious. They entered into a formal courtship.they got eachother’s parents involved.  After a time he proposed and she said yes. 

She was a beautifull bride. Her farther whealed her in. Her dress was adjusted with the wheal chair in mind.  It was a great wedding. She gave herself an enima before the weding. She was carefull with her liquid intake and food.  There weding night was not too messy.

He did not mind helping her. He bathed her. He changed her diaper.  She had a little bit of invilid fetish. She liked him changing him.he liked it too. She loved sex with him. He liked it too. 

One day he was organizing her stuff. They did not unpack all at once. He found a notebook. He started reading it. It was dated before her accident.  He felt weird about reading it.he was curious about what she was like before the accident. He was prety sure she was similar. He felt guilty about reading her private thoughts but he was intreged. 

Then he read something that shocked him. It was a year before the accident. “I saw a girl my age. She was in a wheal chair. I stared a bit i wondered what it would be lke to be disabled. ” she wrote.

She wrote more and more. She became obsessed with it. She wrote on the topic a lot. She wrote about someone dressing her and bathing her. This was odd. How could a women who dreamed about being disabled geting her wish.  She had always been content. He assumed that she was just adaptable.  Could it be more. He decided to confront he about it. 

“Hunie! Did you try to get in an accident? ” he asked.  He expected her to get outraged. She did not. She broke down.she explained that she tried to pretend to be disabled but it was not the same.  She explained that she drove around hoping that it would happen.  She knew the other driver was texting.  She knew she could have died. It could be a risk but she had to do it. Well that was how she saw it. 

He had her get counseling with there pastor.  It did not put a wegde in there relationships.  It could have but it did not. They grew closer together.

She became pregnant.  She gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Two years later she had a son and later another daughter. They lived happily ever after.

The end 

This is a work of fiction and fantasy.  This to my knowledge has never happened.  Although transable exist, i think this would be too far for them. 

Lethal injection table

Nicki is a young women. She was arested alongside her boyfriend. While there was no evidence that she sold drugs, the prosicutors got her on conspiracy charges . the case was weak. Under pressure from her lawyer ,she cop a plea. She would serve six mounths in prison.  This is her story. 

My first day in prison did not go so bad. It was mostly going though the intake process and orientation. I got put in my orange jumpsuit and shown to my cell. After a day i decided that i could do this. Then there was day two, my first real day in prison. That was a very different story. 

I was woken up out of bed. I showered with other inmates. We dried off. I had breakfast. I was introduced to my work detail. I did janitorial duty. It was not too difficult.  The day had been prety easy until i was introduced to the daily afternoon activity.   One i had to do everyday until ny sentence was complete.  It took me totally by surprise. 

I had eaten lunch in the mess hall. It was prison food but it was not terable.it could have been a lot worse i supposed.  I expected to be taken back to my cell. That was not what happened.  

I was shackled. I was put in hand cuffs, waist and feet shackles. I was getting use to it at this point. It was becoming part of my life.  I wore flip flops.  My feet were bare other then the sandles. 

I was getting a bit apprehensive.  I was expecting to be returned to my cell. I was sent to a totaly different ward. Several doors were opened.  Then i saw a sign that really had me woried. It said death watch area. Why was i being brought hear? 

I tried to renane calm. I tried not to panic. There had to be a logical reason for this.  There had to be a plausible explanation.  

Then i was escorted to the death chamber. I saw the gurnery where a condemned is given the ultimate punishment.  The harshest a mortal can administer to a fellow mortal.  The door closed. 

I felt claustrophobic.  What was thus? What was going on? Was this some kind if coast cutting scheme.  Were they secrerly killing prisoners and then covering it up?  Would they say it was an accident?  A dusease ir infection of blame it on other inmates. This could not be happening?  Yet it was. 

I had been a college student. While my parents helped out i worked to pay for colege. I knew he delt drugs. He sold pot. It was not heroin or hard stuff. Besides several sates gad legalized drugs ie at least decriminalized it. Besides our governor praricaly snorted during press conferences.  Now i was in prison even though i had nothing to do with the underlining crime. Now i feard i was about to be the victom of some kind of purging. I feard prison oficials were engaging in some kind of eugenics and i was viwed as a homo inferior.  

The door slamed shut. It was some kund of automatic door. I was realy worried.  I felt so trapped.  “Your probably wondering what is going on i will explain ” the gaurd in charge said. 

I was wondering what was going on.i was not sure i wanted to know. I stayed calm.”ok” was all i could get out. 

“All inmates are required to spend two hours tied up to a gurnery every day. Your hands and feet will be in restraints.  Because you canot leave you wear a diaper while on the table.” the gaurd said.

I was shocked and stuned. Not only would i be tied to a table used for execution but i would not be alowed to use the bathroom.  I had to wear a diaper and use it either that or potentially be very very uncomfortable.  

They unchackled me. I was told to remove my flip flops. I kicked them off. I told to remove my orange pants.i pulled down the pants and took them off. I was ordered to remove my panties. The panties were generic white granny panties. I was now bottomless.  

A female gaurd took out a diaper from a drawer. She pulled it off. They spread it on the exam table.  I was instructed to hop on the table i took a deep breath and then complied with the ‘request’. 

A female gaurd pondered my bikini area with bsby powder. It felt weird. The diaper was closed. They put a plastic panty over the diaper.  I was told to get comfortable.  I was going to be hear for a while. 

I was told to spread my arms out. I did so. My arms were placed in straps.  It did occur to me that they could be lying to me. I realy had no choice. My legs were out togather abd restrained.  I was told i could sleep or do whatever.

I did have a pillow.  The table was metal. It was extremely uncomfortable.  They left me alone in the room.

I could not move. I could not wiggle. I could not do anything.  I had some itches. I could not adjust myself. All i could was lay there.  

Time seemed to stop. Two houers might as well been two hundred years. I thought for sure that my time was up.  I had no acess to a time peace. I am not sure i wanted to know.

I was beyound bored. I tried to sleep but i could not. I tried to disteact myself. It did not work. I hated this. I had to pee. I did not want to soil my diaper.it got worse and worse.  I was determined not to use the diaper. The discomfort only got worse. 

I decided to pee into the diaper.  I could not do it. I tried and tried . i relaxed and let go.pee was released. It felt good. I kept going.

I just wanted this over. Finaly the gourds returned.  I was released from my restraints.  My diaper was removed.  A female guard gave me a sponge bath. I was alowed to put my underwear and pants back on. I was returned to my cell. 

I was free. Tomorrow i would do it again.   Then of course i would do it again and again until my sentence was over.  

The end. 

Notes 

This is not based on reality. This is totaly made up.  It is a work if fiction and fantasy. No reserch was done.  

Rehab

I was a businessman with a bright future ahead of me. I went to colege. I graduated fouth in my class.  After graduating,  i went to a work for a well known company. 

I stayed there a while.  I created my own  company.  While stil in my twenties, i was able to create a really solid company.  It seemed sustainable.  

I was a rising star in my field. The sky appeared to be the limit.  I could sell the compony for a lot of money.  I could merge it with another company.  I could go into politics or i could go into a non prophet.  I could do almost any thing.  I was on my way to sucess and even more success.  

I had no reason to think that it would ever end. My life would only get better.  Well that was what i thought. I had no reason to doubt that. Experience taught me that my life would continue to be on the up swing as it bad been. 

I believed that my life was a dream come true that would never end. Of course that did not happen.  It would never go that way.  I had no reason to think otherwise. 

Things would get worse. There unfortunately was a cloud to my silver lining. Man was it a doozy! 

I had spoken at a community college.  I was telling my story.i had a speech.  After i got questiones. It was a lot of fun and i learned alot.

I got into my car. I was heading home.a tired trucker backed into me. First responsers had to use the jaws if life to get me out.

I was unconscious but had a pulse. I was put on a strecher. I was huridly put on ambulance.  I was  rushed to the nearest hospital.  

At the hospital, they were able to stabolize me. I underwent several surgeries.  

I woke up.  The doctor explaned what had happened.  The accident left me paralyzed.  They told me That i was going to be sent to a rehab center. They did not know if i would be able to walk again. At this point it could go either way. 

I was in a hospital gowan. I was diapered. I was so disillusioned.  I was demoralized.  I did not know what to think. I went from sad to angery to confused. I went though the whole range of emotion.  I had no idea how to feel. I was totaly lost. My world was totaly turned upside down.  I had no idea how to make it right or if it even could be made right. 

I stayed in the hospital for a couple of days then i was moved to a rehab hospital. “Brad we are have you moved to the rehab center!” dr. Larson said. “Alright. Proceed.  ” i instructed the doctor. 

I was moved from the bed to a stracher. I was put in to the ambulance.  The rehab center was only a couple of miles from the hospital.  I would stil be near my home, family and friends. That i was very happy about. 

I wished i did not have to go to a rehab center. I refered to it as a nursing home. The doctor did not appreciate that. He insisted that i was not being put away in am old folkes home. I would be back in the world and hopfully soon. 

The doctor had tried to incist that my life is not over. I wanted that to be true. I really hopped that it was true. I did have my doubts. Perhaps i could form a life after all this. I wanted to. I wanted a qality of life but i just did not know. I was really not sure. 

I was taken to my room at the rehab hospital.  The staff hear looked me over and looked at my chart. Then they let me have some much needed time to myself. 

I was glad of That.  I wanted to be alone with my thoughts. I laid down. I let my mind wonder.

I saw a young women in a wheal chair. She was wearing a bathrobe and slipers on otherwise bear feet.  She had long hair. She was cute. I wanted to be with you if you know what i meen. 

I was surprised.  Sex was the last thing on my mind. There were other isues i should be focused on. For whatever reason i was thinking about her and being with her. I gues even disibility did not interfere with my being horney. Oh well i thought.  Perhaps some things dont change.

I watched her for a minute. Somehow i think she knew i was watching her.i turned around. I looked again but she was gone. I gues i was not surprised. 

I could not get her out of my mind. I did not want to think about her but i was. 

The next few mounths were difficult to say the least. I had to relearn everything.  Just siting up was a chore. Let alone everything else.  

I hoped to meet the mystery girl. I realy wanted to. I was not sure how. I had a feeling  that she would run into me eventualy. 

A week after i arived at the hospital, i saw her. I was in a wheal chair. There she was.  Just as beautiful as i remembered her to be. Really more so. 

“Hi. I’m brad. ” i said. “I am lori. I heard you were injured in a car accident ” she asked. “Word travals fast i guess.  ” he remarked.  “In a place like this?  Absolutely. ” she answered. He chuckled. “So whats your story? ” he asked.  “Edson virus. They administered treatment in time to save my life but not soon enough to do a number to my mobility.  They think i can regain my mobility.  Probably not a hundred percent but anything close would be fine.  The closer the better. I can have kids. ” she said.

“Good to know. I take it you want to be married?  Have a family?” i asked. ” i do. There was not a hint or anything.  I am not sure why i mentioned that. Just in case you were curias i gues. ” she said. ” oh ok. That is good information.  I am glad to know regardless ” i said. She chuckled.

We continued to talk hear and there. We talked more and more.  We became closer and closer. I became a little more mobile. I started to become more able to do more. 

We both made strides in improving our mobility. We tried to encourage eachother. We tried to eag eachother on to doung better.we tried to get eachother to do better. We encouraged eachother that we could do it. 

Lori was able to walk before i did.  She could crall as well. She worked to get to me. She qietly sunk into my bed. I kissed her. 

She kissed me back. She got on top of me. Though my legs were not quite yer. My thing still worked fine. She caressed it and got it erect. She forced it into her. It kept going. I held her then she went back to bed.

We did that quite a bit. Both of us slowly started to walk. After a while, she was discharged.  A little bit later, i was discharged as well.

We dated and then got married . we did have kids.  I sold my compony to another compony for a lot of mony. I got to sit in the bored of directors of the compony that baught me out. I started another compony . 

I provided well for our family. We struggled at times.  We are still somewhat crippled. We do well. We are happy. That is all that maters. 

The end. 

Chastity device

I’m ben. I was a manager at a very reputable conpony. I seemed to be an up and comming. Then it all came crashing down.

 Someone was embezzling from the conpomy. There was a huge investigation. It was nasty and dirty. I fully cooperated in the probe. I had nothing to hide so i hunketed down and did what i had to. I was honest and cooperative.  I just wanted this all to be over.  

It seemed to be going fine. The ceo was determined to get to the bottom of what was going on. As it turned out it was his nephew who was steeling from the compony. The ceo did not have any sons only daughter and kent was the cloest thing he had to a son. He hoped that kent would one day take over as head of the company.  

The evidence of kent’s indiscretion was clear. There was no doubt he was guilty.  He was acting alone.  He had no confederates.  

The c.e.o could not throw his nephew to the wolves as it were.  He could not fire him or turn him over to the police. There had been a massive investigation.  He could not sweep it under the rug.  A nothing to see her was not going to cut it in this case. That was clear. 

The CEO decided to frame someone else for the crime – me. The ceo was careful.  He realy incriminated me. There was plenty of “evidence”  

The ceo and i had been friends.  I had been to his house for bbq and pool parties on manny occasions.  It was nothing personal.  It was a kind of bro before under lings. 

The police knocked on my door at 5:00 am one morning.  I had no clue what was going on. I was arrested and brought to a nearby lock up. 

The ceo actualy spoke on my behath at my senticing. He beged for leniency.  I was sentenced to a year in prison .it could have been worse.  A lot worse.

I got a mounth to get my afairs in order. The time came for me to arive. I dressed in a gray t shirt and jeans and wore sandles. I drove to the prison. I was directed to an inmate parking area. I was instructed to pyt the key in the ignition. I was to leave a card with my name on the stering wheal. 

I then got out. A gaurd let me out of the parking area. I enteted the mane part of the conpound. I took everything in. I saw men and women. I perceived that they were fellow inmates.  I assumed that this was an all male prison. It seemed that this was a coed facility. That would be fine with me. 

Some inmates wore regular cloths.some wore a dark blue or gray jumpsuits.  Others were in various sate of undress. Apparently modesty was not a requirement hear. That was not the weirdest thing hear. 

Both male and female inmates all seemed to wear a metal  breef or panties. Why was that i wondered.

I had no idea what to do. I decided to ask someone for help. I decided to find the most attractive inmate i could find. I chose a young inmate i later learned was named Lydia.  She went by the name lydie.  She wore a pink t shirt and the panty. She was barefoot. 

“Excuse me miss. I am a new arival. I need to register. ” i said. “You have not been prepared.  ” she said. I did not like the sound of that. I did not like that at all. ” no i have not been.”i answered. 

“Ok. Folow me.” she said. We went to a maine building. We went inside. They went to the reception desk. “I have a new recrit for you angie. ” lydie said to the girl at the reception desk. 

“Ok! Do you have the paper work?” she asked. I presented it to her. “Ange,katie and i could use a roomate. Can you assign him to our room?” she asked.  “Sure. Lyid can you show him to intake?” she asked.

Lydie agreed. Lydie seemed really nice. She hardly seemed like a hardened criminal.  Then again this was a minimum secuity prison for white collar criminals. 

We went to intake. I met a gaurd.  I was told to strip naked. I was subjected to a full body cavity search. I had to turn over all belongs not my cloths. 

Then it was explaned that all inmates wore what they refered to as a chastity device. It was esentialy a diaper of sorts. It was a metal breef. 

“Basicaly your penis is connected to a cathitor inside the breef. The device has a box that colects pee. You will be bathed every other day. That will be the only time you wont be allowed to wear it. You wil be changed two times a day. The device is designed to nutrilize fecal matter.  You msy experience chafing and other skin iretation. We monitor for that. We can provide skin ointment if needed.

I hated the thought of that. I did not like the thought of having no acess to my privy members.  I feared it might cause incontinent issues.i figured it might cause ichiness. The chaffing and skin irritation was not fun. 

I had to get on a gurney.  I was strapped in. The breef felt like five hundred ponds. The breef was fited to me. It was snug. The breef was placed in a lock. It was impossible for me to remove even i wanted to. There was way i could remove it.   

It felt hot my penis area was swety. I was told i could put my cloths back on. Lydie explaned that it feel beter not to wear pants. It does not swet as much.  I put my pants back on. It did not feel good. I did not like the idea of going half naked nor did i want to swet like crazy. 

Lydie offered to show me tomy room.the room was small but nice. There were two set of bunk beds. She introduced me to katie. Katie wore a t shirt but no pants.  She was young and cute. She had a pony tail. 

The rules were simple.  We could go anywhere we want unles the room had a red sign with the words alert. We can engage in physical contact including kissing and sucking tits.

I loved brest feeding.  Both my my roomates let me nurse on them. I did it frequently.  I got to watch them make out. They let me watch and even encouraged it. 

I had trouble peing at first. Lydie told me to relax. Finally the pee came out.over time the pee just came out. This was bad for any hope of maintaining continuance post prison but that could not be helped. 

I had no idea what to do about when i sm hony. There was no way to mastubate with the chastity device.  I moatly grined and bared it.

Prison life was for the most part not too bad. I was ajusting to it. At least i got to hang out with a lot of half naked girls.  

The end.

Notes 

This was similar to the last post. I like it better. I see it as much more developed.  

Basement death row

Amber was newly married.  She decided to stay at home. Her husband had a steady income. He felt he could provide for her.they wanted to one day have a family.  She had a colege degree. She could rerurn to the work force at any time if need be.she was talented and would probably get a job quite easily. 

She was a really good housekeper. She was buisy cleaning and seting things up after the weading. She had goten things looking good. 

She went downstairs to the basement. The previous owner of the property had a bit if capital punishment fetish.  He had built a replica of an electric chair and lethal injection table. There was a gass chamber. 

She discovered it by acident. Her husband had not discovered it yet. She decided to go down to the basement she nicknamed the dungeon.  She looked at them.

She saw that the owner had left behind a collection of prison uniforms. There was a two peace orange scrubs. They were in her size. She striped out of her green t shirt and gray skirt and panties. She put On a diapered. there was a package of diapers. She then put on the orange suit. 

She imagined being led to the electric chair.she would plea with the excucutor not to put her to death.she would cry and plea but to nit avail. 

She was barefoot. She tied her arms and legs to the chair. She imagined being asked if she had any last words.  She would incist she waa innocent and would plea for this to not happen.

The levor was pulled. She imagined the volege of electricity pumped in her. She pretended that she was skirming around. She wingled back and forth. Apparently her imigaination got away from her.she pied in her diaper.all of this got her really horney. 

She stayed in the chair for a while. She heard the door oppen. “Hunie! Im home!” he said. ” oh crap!” she thought.

He noticed that the house was cleen. Where was she? “Amber where are you?” she asked. “Down in the basement. “She said. 

She quickly pulled off her soiled diaper. She hid it in a corner. She would dispose of it later. She quickly put her regular cloths back on. She went up the stairs.  

“What were you doing downstairs? ” he asked.  “I was just checking down stairs. “She said. She hugged and kissed him. 

The next day she threw away the diaper.  Today she put on a blue prison isue scrub. She was barefoot. She got on the gurney. She tied her hands and feet. She imagined being put to sleep.  Then she relaxed her muscles. Again she soiled her diaper. She fell asleep.

He came in. He called for her. He looked around. He opened the door to the basement . he saw her.  She woke up. 

” what is going on?” he asked. “I gues the previous owner was obsessed with capital punishment. ” she said. “Ok!  Why are you wearing a prison suit and straped into the gurney?” he asked. 

“Oh ! That is a really good question. I should probably have an answer. ” she said. “That would be nice. ” he said. 

“Ok i am pretending to be executed. ” she said. ” ok.why?” he asked.  “I have no idea. I was curious.  I saw the execution equipment and decided to try it out. I am not really sure why. “She said. 

“Ok. I am a little confused.  Ok i am very confused but thats ok. Lets get you out of the prison cloths.” he suggested.  “Oh i soiled my diaper ” she said. “Why were you waring a diaper?” he asked. “Women have weaker bladders. Manny women do ware a diaper while executed.  “She told him. ” ok!” he said.

That Saturday they had a relaxing day . they grilled burgers and eat. They sat in the living room. 

“Stand up!” her husband said.  “What? ” she said.”i want to visit the execution chamber. ” he said.she got realy horney. She smiled. She got up.

He escorted her to the basement.  He had her strip naked.  She removed her t shirt. Then she removed her skirt. She took off her bra and panty. He put her in a diaper.

He had her get on the gurney. He put her hands and feet into the gurney.  “Please dont execute me?” she begged. “I have my orders. I just carry out my orders. “He said.” you dont want to do this! ” she begged him.

“Do you have any last words? ” he asked. She did not.he pretended to turn it on.she closed her eyes. She breathed.  She pied. 

He took her out of the gurney. They engaged in marital relations. He asked her if she wanted to try out the gass chamber. She said yes. 

The end. 

“The fail”

Leah woke up. She had a good dream.her husband has not got out of bed yet. She felt her panty was wet. She felt it. “Oh crap!”She thought. She was wet. There was a wet spot In the bed.
“Hey can I have a morning kiss!”her husband asked. She kissed him from a far. “Come closer. ” he asked. “Hey I don’t want to distract you from getting ready foe work. “She said.
“Your acting strange. Are you ok?” her husband asked. “Yes I’m fine. “She said. She warped herself in a blanket.
“Why are you all covered up?”he asked. “I’m cold!”she said. “It is not cold in hear. ” he said.”you know us women we are always cold!”he said.
“What is going on?” he asked.”oh nothing!” he said. He thought she was being plsyfull. He took the blanket off of her. He saw the wet spot.
“Yes I wet the bed!” She said. She hugged her. “Le le it’s not the end of the world!. He told her. “I used to be a bet wetter. That was a long time ago.I have no idea what happened. ” She told him.
“Its ok. ” he said. He held her. He helped her strip the bed and put the soiled bedding in the washer. He helped her out of her t shirt and panties. They put them in the washing machine as well.
Then they both got in the shower. They washed each other off. They dried each other off with a towel. “This is so embarrassing!”Leah said. “It is not that bad. I promise you. “He said.”your not ashamed of me?”she asked. “Never “he said.
He hugged and kisses her. Then he went off to work. She could not believes this hash happened.
The next night she was careful with her liquid intake before bed. She used the toilet before going to bed. She had trouble sleeping that night. It was horrible.
“Hunnie can you do me a favor.”she asked.”sure what is it?”he asked. “I did not sleep at all last night. I have this overwhelming fear that I am going to wet the bed. Can you pick me some adult diapers?” She asked. “Ok sure. ” he said.
That night he came home. “Hi hunnie!” he said “did you get the diapers?”she asked. He handed her the bag. “Thank you . I hope I can sleep tonight. ” she said.
That night they got ready for bed. She took off her skirt. She took off her panties . he took the diaper out. He tied the straps.
“You really look hot in that?” he said. “Ok ! ” she said. She was able to sleep soundly.she woke up dry. She has nor pied. She was happy.
She did not dare not ware a diaper.She went a whole week with no problems . perhaps She was fine.
After two weeks, She decided it was a fluke.she did not ware a diaper. She could not sleep. It was two am and she had not gotten any sleep. The diaper went on.
She fell asleep. She was dry. It may have been a psychological thing. She had to be diapered or no sleep.
It was several mouths with no issues.She stil had to ware a diaper. One day she woke up and had to per. She was too lazy to go to the bathroom.she pied in her diaper.
She kept using her diaper. She was basically diaper dependent at night. Her husband had a diaper fetish. He was fine with it. She was too after a while.
The end .

Poty training is child abuse

Humans are born without the ability to control ones bladder. They were created to pee and poop themselves. There is how they were designed . it is natural to pee and poop while dressed in ones cloths. It is not natural to suppress that bodily function.
Our bodies are designed to release fluids. Witholding bodily fluids until we find a toilet is unnatural.  Waiting to urinate or poop causes problems . our blazers can only holds much.
Sosiety has accepted that pity training is right and proper. Most bodies do seam to be able to train there bodies to hold fluids until they find a toilet. Many people struggle with that ability.
We make kids feel they had to be pity trained.if they fail to be able to be pity teamed they are shamed.they are teased.
Children are forced to be pity trained.training occurs before they can even remember.they did not make the choice to be trained or not.  Should they not decide foe themselves at a time when a decision can be made.
Our society seems to almost unenanimously believe that potty training is normal and right. Is there proof that being continent is right and proper. Is the fact that most people are continent proof that is is right just and proper. Does might make right?
Why must everyone be potty train.is is wrong unjust or immoral to be incontinent? What is wrong with being incontinent?
One might argue that almost everyone is continent. In most cases when a group dictates a behavior to the whole we call that tyreny.  Could forced continence be a form of discrimination?
Another argument is that peing and pooping ones pants is gross? That us because that is how we are conditioned. If everyone peed or poop would it still be considered bad? Mayby we should consider Waring diapers or maybe underware should be thicker.
Is it possible that there are less people that are potty trained then we think.perhaps more people are incontinent then we think. Mayby 90 percent of people who would not think of themselves as incontinent really are. Mayby incontinence is normal and poty traned is the deviation.  Mayby everyone should be incontinent.
What about bed wetting.we are told that adult should get eight hours of sleep? Most people body warns them of impending doom if they do not get up and Use the toilet.could it be that potty training is preventing ua from getting a good nights sleep? If we just pied ourselves or wore a diaper we might have better sleep.
Could it be that our body are made to release bodily fluids at night.we cannot get to sleep until we are relaxed. Mayby we are supposed to be relieved at night.
The fact that everyone wares underware could lend credence to thus theory. Underware is extra protection. It seems to prove that total continence is a myith. Women have to wipe themselves after urinating.
Women ‘s bladers are weaker. Many states that use has a capital punishment have female condemned diapered while they are execicuted. Women are prone to issues involving continence issues .this includes pelvic floor disorder. Pregnantcy Also seems to adversely effect bladders.
Many object to children having there ears pierced at a young age. Is poty training also a kind of abuse? What is the answer?
What if we allow people to make there own decisions? Probably many would chose to be potty Traned. Incontinence is not easy.maybe many would stay incontinent or would be

Poty training is child abuse

Humans are born without the ability to control ones bladder. They were created to pee and poop themselves. There is how they were designed . it is natural to pee and poop while dressed in ones cloths. It is not natural to suppress that bodily function.
Our bodies are designed to release fluids. Witholding bodily fluids until we find a toilet is unnatural.  Waiting to urinate or poop causes problems . our blazers can only holds much.
Sosiety has accepted that pity training is right and proper. Most bodies do seam to be able to train there bodies to hold fluids until they find a toilet. Many people struggle with that ability.
We make kids feel they had to be pity trained.if they fail to be able to be pity teamed they are shamed.they are teased.
Children are forced to be pity trained.training occurs before they can even remember.they did not make the choice to be trained or not.  Should they not decide foe themselves at a time when a decision can be made.
Our society seems to almost unenanimously believe that potty training is normal and right. Is there proof that being continent is right and proper. Is the fact that most people are continent proof that is is right just and proper. Does might make right?
Why must everyone be potty train.is is wrong unjust or immoral to be incontinent? What is wrong with being incontinent?
One might argue that almost everyone is continent. In most cases when a group dictates a behavior to the whole we call that tyreny.  Could forced continence be a form of discrimination?
Another argument is that peing and pooping ones pants is gross? That us because that is how we are conditioned. If everyone peed or poop would it still be considered bad? Mayby we should consider Waring diapers or maybe underware should be thicker.
Is it possible that there are less people that are potty trained then we think.perhaps more people are incontinent then we think. Mayby 90 percent of people who would not think of themselves as incontinent really are. Mayby incontinence is normal and poty traned is the deviation.  Mayby everyone should be incontinent.
What about bed wetting.we are told that adult should get eight hours of sleep? Most people body warns them of impending doom if they do not get up and Use the toilet.could it be that potty training is preventing ua from getting a good nights sleep? If we just pied ourselves or wore a diaper we might have better sleep.
Could it be that our body are made to release bodily fluids at night.we cannot get to sleep until we are relaxed. Mayby we are supposed to be relieved at night.
The fact that everyone wares underware could lend credence to thus theory. Underware is extra protection. It seems to prove that total continence is a myith. Women have to wipe themselves after urinating.
Women ‘s bladers are weaker. Many states that use has a capital punishment have female condemned diapered while they are execicuted. Women are prone to issues involving continence issues .this includes pelvic floor disorder. Pregnantcy Also seems to adversely effect bladders.
Many object to children having there ears pierced at a young age. Is poty training also a kind of abuse? What is the answer?
What if we allow people to make there own decisions? Probably many would chose to be potty Traned. Incontinence is not easy.maybe many would stay incontinent or would be mostly continent. They might ware a diaper for security but stil be mostly continent.
If many tried to potty train at ano older age some training might be uncesfull. Mayby people would be happy if they were incontinent.
What should happen? Allow people to decide for themselves rather or not to be potty trained. It is ok to ‘ve incontinent.there should not be a stigma to being incontinent.it is cool to be incontinent. Go ahead ware a diaper. Pee in with pride.
End
Again this was not serious. This is a parody.the views of the editorial
Are fictitious .

Wedding night

The ceremony was concluded.the minister made the deceleration of the newly minted couple. The reception occurred . the bride and groom hit the road.
They checked into the hotel. They went inside. Garry owned a book store and code shop. His bride Tracy had been a cashir waitress and had just grown a degree in accounting. She now helped out at new husband’s business. Both were very bright.
He locked the door and put up the sign that said do not disturb. Then it was time for them to get down to business so to speak.  
They both stil wore the wedding day attire. She stil had on the wedding dress. He had the shirt and pants. They started to kiss.
He unzipped the white dress. He started to pull off the dress. She unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off.
Then he pulled off her slip. She pulled his t shirt to his face and then pulled it off. They kissed and hugged.
He then pulled off her panty hose. She unzip his pants and pulled it off. He had been so focused on peeling off her cloths that he did not notice that she was Waring a diaper.
It was strange to see that she was dipered. He surmised that it was not that strange. A lot of women ware diapers on there wedding. Perhaps this was what happened hear. Then he noticed something else.
She had soiled it. It was not just urine but the other stuff. There was evidence of poop. She bad cramped her pants.
She had gotten so caught up in the day that she had not realized that that had occurred.
he was quite confused. Then she realized that he had never told him.she had ment to.they were both from very conservative families. One did not discuss such thing in public before they were formally married.
“What’s going on dear?”he asked. “Oh! You don’t know. “She said he was really confused now. “Don’t know what?”he asked.
“I have a birth defect that prevented full control of bodily functions. I tried to potty train but was never fully able to control it. I ware a diaper.” she told him.
He was taken a back. He never suspected that she was incontinent. He was a bit stunned.
She had given it any thought. Would he lose interest now. Would he not want to be maried her now.while there sect did not have a provision for annulment if they did not formalize the aranfment getting out of it might be sold.
He went for her bra. He unclasped it. He apearently had a thing for Brest. He licked her Brest. She really liked him saying with her boobs.
He then took his hands to her diaper area. He started to remove the diaper. “Woa babe!”she interjected.”perhaps I should get cleaned off first. “She suggested.”no that’s ok.”he said.he pulled off her very full diaper. She had pooped. The poop got on to the bed. Hotel house keeping staff would not be happy.
She removed his underware. He started to put his thing In her. The poop stil not seam to deter his sex drive. He kept going.
They cuddled afterwards. The poop had gotten everywhere. That was no exaduation.it got on the bed .it had gotten on there discarded clothing. It was all over there naked bodies. Neither one seemed to care.
“I’m sory.I should have told you that. I was deceptive. “She said. He stroke her hair. “Its ok. I understand. I was probably hard to tell me.I don’t hold it against you.” he said. “Promise?”she asked.he kissed her and said promise.
They went to the shower and got cleaned up. They requested room service. They gave there apologies and a nice gratuity.
Later on she asked if she should give herself an enema but he said no. He kinda liked poop sex as he called it.
After there Honey moon he started wearing a diaper. He pooped In His diaper.she was shocked.he told her that he was going to make himself diaper dependents .she was sceptical of that at first. He seened to enjoy diaper use. They were now diaper users.
End .