Daily Free-Write August 12, 2021: The Baby Factory Pt. 10

Continuation of August 11, 2021 "The Baby Factory Pt. 9"

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I walked into Portable M still clutching my stuffed turtle. I hadn't brought a change of clothes so I was right back in my uniform, which, of course I would not be able to remove on my own. Come to think of it, I realized as I caught sight of my machine crew, most of the others were still in uniform too. Outside of the context of the factory floor, they really did just look like a gaggle of toddlers, sitting on their puffy buts around the TV screen, or on the bottom bunks playing cards.

"So what happened, buddy?" asked Chubs, spotting me immediately. "Didja get lucky?"

I blushed as a burbling fart escaped and I felt some cum drip from my butthole into the waiting diaper.

"I guess that answers that question!" He said with a laugh. The other guys immediately turned their heads to look, catching wind of what had happened, as quickly as I had broken wind. A chorus of catcalls and wolf whistles ensued.

"Did the new guy just lay Gareth? No way!"

"Way to go!"

"You stud, you!"

"Hehe, thanks guys," I said, my face feeling hot again, and that odd sense of pride returning. I moved to join Chubs on the bunk with Guy and started to ask if I could join in on the next hand when my eyes fell on the one guy in the room who hadn't taken his eyes off the screen. He just sort of stared at the children's programming, smiling, drooling, rubbing the front of his crotch, a steady crinkle emanating from his shortalls. He was totally zonked.

"Hey guys... Who's that?"

"Oh, him? That's just PeeJay."

"Uh... is he... is he okay?"

"Oh, he’s been like that for weeks. Doesn't interfere with his work. Don’t worry about it."

Something made me very uneasy to see a fully grown man just staring into space like that. It made the hairs on my neck stand on end. I began to pat down my pockets out of reflex. "Uh, hey guys... anyone got any smokes?"

Guy twisted up his face and looked at me funny. "We don't smoke those cancer sticks around here."

"Yeah," said Chubs.  "Your best bet is the convenience store up the road, but I haven't even been there in months..."

"Yeah... Yeah, okay," I said, stepping away. "I'll get in on that game later, guys. I think I'm gonna take a walk to the store."

"Just be back by din din time at 6. We have a mandatory training after that and you don't wanna be marked truant."

"Yeah, sure, got it," I said, speeding up as I walked away. I stopped when I got outside. For some reason my heart was beating wildly and my mouth was dry. Kind of like when I was at Gareth's, but without any of the excitement. "What the hell is going on?"

Then, it hit me. I patted myself down again. "Fuck." I had never gotten my keys back from the hiring manager. I forgot all about them as I was too preoccupied with getting laid. I decided to at least take a stroll around front to check on my car. I could scrounge around for some butts if nothing else. As I walked around the front of the building, the sun was still up in the sky, the air hot and dry. I squinted as I looked into the sunlight at the empty parking lot.

"Huh..." I said, as I continued around to the parking spaces nearest the entrance. "That's weird. I know I parked there this morning..." I looked left and right. No sign of anyone. "Well, shit."

I walked along the fence toward the guard's both, dragging my hand along the fencing as I went. It was the one exit and entrance I knew to this place and I figured maybe the guard would know where I could find Linda.. I wondered if the same happy nappy gate guard was still there from earlier. Sure enough he was, headphones still on, still watching his Tommy the Freight Engine show.

He didn't see me approaching from the side, so he didn't know I was watching him smiling and bouncing and clapping as he watched, sucking on an oversized pacifier all the while. It was no mystery to me now what the puffiness was around his waist. Most of the employees seemed to be consumers of the very product they helped make, including myself. It seemed like an odd coincidence to me, but I put it out of my mind for the moment. I was more concerned by the mystery of where my wheels went.

I knocked on the window of the little booth, but the man was so engrossed in his show, he didn't even see me. I waved my hand, and still nothing, so finally I walked around to the front of the booth and he visibly jumped, quickly putting away his headphones and pacifier and straightening himself up before opening the little sliding window.

"I see you're still working..." I began.

"Hey there, mister. I didn't see you there. What can I do ya for? You here for the job?" That was odd.

"Hey, no, we met this morning. Remember me?" I paused, and he just blinked and smiled expectantly. "I just started here today."

He looked at me with a vacant smile and I could tell he wasn't the brightest bulb in the box. "Great!" he said, simply. "Always happy to have another hand on the line." Hadn't he said that this morning? He clearly didn't remember me, but then, I would have been surprised if this guy even remembered what he had for lunch.

"I parked my car right over there," I said, pointing to the front lot and making sure to enunciate my words. "Right over there. Do. You. Know. Where. It. Went?"

"Well gosh," he said, blinking and smiling. "That's a stumper. I figure they took it to the garage to make sure no dust got on it." I looked around.

"Garage? I never saw any garage around here... hey!" He was glancing over to the T.V. screen and chuckling to himself, clearly more interested in the show than whatever problem I had going on. Then, I looked down and saw that he hadn't been changed yet. The crotch of his uniform was beyond puffy at this point - it was looking ready to burst. "Say, buddy. I think you might need a... um... a change..."

He looked down at his crotch, then back up at me and smiled. "Nah, these oughtta hold for quite some time. At least 'til lights out."

"I think you're already there," I mumbled to myself.

"What was that?" He asked, smiling. I sighed.

"Nothing, nevermind. Listen, can you tell me where to find Linda? I believe she had my keys so..."

"Uh huh?" he asked, looking expectantly.

"So... she's bound to know where my car is."

"Well, she should be present at the mandatory training happening after din din."

"Great," I said, without any enthusiasm whatsoever. I sighed and looked longingly at the road. No point in going out without any money to spend or car to take me there. "Hey... you don't happen to have any smokes on you, do you?"

"No, sir. No smoking allowed within 10 feet of Happy Nappy property. If you wanna do that, you'll have to do it outside.

"Eh, it was a longshot anyway. You, uh..." I eyed his crotch once more. "You have a nice day, mister..."

"Soggs," he said.

"Figures," I replied with a nod. "Thanks, Soggs. You've been a real lifesaver."

"You're welcome, buddy. Have a nice day!"

I walked off, glancing back once to see that he was once again watching his show and sucking his pacifier happily. That craving for cigarettes was gnawing at me now. An itch that wouldn't go away, like a diaper rash, that.... Heck. Was I using diaper-related metaphors now? I shook my head as I slowly made my way over the dry, cracked ground back to the main building. I tried the front door and it was locked.

"Hello? Hello? Anyone?"

I put my hands up to the mirrored glass and looked inside. No one at the front desk. The lobby sat empty, aside from a few indoor plants and the same old diaper safety posters on the wall, telling us what we already knew about the need to keep all employees securely padded in their tamper-proof uniforms. As if it wasn't obvious. I happened to look up, then, and noticed something strange.

"Huh... why can't I see Gareth's executive apartments from here?" They should have been visible towering up over the factory. At least... that's how big they had seemed when I went there with Gareth. I made my way around the building. I wanted a damn cigarette and I was losing my patience with this weird-ass factory, so I marched my way back toward the employee housing area. I didn't make it very far, once I got around the building, though.