Daily Free-Write November 24, 2020

Content Warning - Medical Fetish. Catheters, diapers and restraints. I was just thinking of what it would be like to have to wear diapers in the hospital. I've heard of stubborn people being 'helped' to use their diapers with glycerin suppositories, and also seen restraints used on some stubborn patients. Just a little fantasy about all that - I don't know a lot about medicine and hospital procedure so forgive any inaccuracies!

I was barely conscious as I was wheeled into the E.R. I didn't know that's where I was at first. My head was fuzzy. I tried to sit up but I was pushed back down by hands around me. I tried harder and I failed. What was that thing in my arm? I pulled at it. Finally, my hands were pushed into something soft and puffy and I felt them being pulled down. I couldn't lift them.

Loud voices I couldn't understand speaking quickly. My clothes were cut off of my body leaving me naked. The cold air and hit me and woke me up and I was suddenly in a room full of people naked as the day I was born and no way to cover myself up. 

"Hey! Hey! I let me go! I think I have to go to the bathroom!"

I felt my bowels churning. 

"Then let it go," said one of the people wheeling me through the hallway. It was a short woman in scrubs.

"No, it's...hnnnng.... I have to go number two!"

"Well you're not getting up any time soon." 

I cursed and struggled and finally lost the battle. I messed myself right there for all to see. 

"Why is this happening? Let me go!" 

"Looks like he's lost bowel control. Better put him in a diaper." 

The cart came to stop in an large room. I was wiped down and everything on the gurney was stripped. a new soaker pad was laid down beneath me and my legs were strapped down to stop me moving while a tall man in scrubs approached me with a catheter. 

I grunted as he slid the tube into my penis. There was nothing I could do but watch as he inflated the bulb. I felt the sudden urge to pee, and then this sensation almost akin to an orgasm in my penis. I shuddered in pleasure. My bladder was spasming. Moments later I saw the yellow liquid flowing out via the tube. I was getting hard and everyone could see it. A mask went over my face and I went to sleep. 

I woke up in a soft bed. 

"Mmm, here am I?" I looked around. I.V. Drip. Heart monitor. Blue curtain. Televangelist on the T.V. I was in a hospital. 

I struggled to sit up but found that I was secured to the bed, and my hands were still in these poofy white mitts. 

"Hey! Hello? Hello? Anyone?"

A nurse appeared, and pulled down my sheets to reveal a very wet diaper. 

"Oh my, is my little patient wet?" 

"Little patient? What are you talking about?" 

"Somebody is cranky, but I know what will help. A fresh diaper! Won't that be nice?" 

"Hey! knock it off! I'm not a child!" 

"Aww, that's right. Diaper! That's for you!" 

It was like she couldn't understand me. I groaned in embarassment as she proceeded to untape me.She smiled as if unwrapping a present and I threw her my best angry glare but it had no effect. 

"Such a tiny little peepee made such a lot of wee-wees. How did that happen?" she asked, her eyes opened wide in mock surprise. "Not to worry, little one. We'll get you in your new one quick as a jif and you'll be ready to start all over again!" 

While she was unfolding a new diaper, I flooded the open diaper lying before me. I couldn't stop it. What was happening?"

"Totally incontinent," she said. "Looks like your procedure went as planned!" 

"Procedure? What are you talking about?"

She made some notes on my chart and changed me into a new diaper. She left without answering any of my questions. This humiliating process repeated for many changes. It seemed like one nurse had scarcely left before another one came in to check me again and found me soaked. The concerning thing was, I barely felt myself peeing, and when I did it was wihtout warning and with no way to stop it. What had they done to me?

It was a blessing that I had retained control of my bowels. After that embarassing incident when I arrived I was determined to hold on until I could have the dignity of a toilet. But it was not to be. A large man came in the room. I hadn't seen him before and his stance told me he was the muscle around here. Was I really that threatening? 

"You haven't made a bowel movement in some time. I want you to let go and fill your diapers. If you don't, I'm going to help you." 

"NO! I won't do that!" I yelled. He shrugged and unstrapped me from the bed. The moment I started to struggle his firm grip told me I didn't have a chance. He turned me on my side and pulled down the back of my diaper. I felt his finger probe my buttcheeks.

"Hey! What are you doing back there?"

"Quiet you. Unless you want a pacifier too. 

I winced as I felt something poke between my cheeks. He squirted something up inside me and pulled out whatever was there, then he rolled me on my back again and resecured me to the bed.  

"Now what?" I said, not knowing what to expect next. I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment. 

"Now we wait." He said. He crossed his arms and smirked.

"Well it's going to be a long wait if you think I'm going to poop myself in front of you, asshole! You'll have to do better than that!" However, I could already feel my bowels churning again and I squirmed helplessly as he watched on. Within thirty seconds, I was straining with all my might against the restraints and dripping sweat as I evacuated into the diaper with a loud groan. And as it happened, it felt good. I mean really good. It was like an orgasm in my ass as I forced everything into the back of the diaper. I panted and drooled as I pushed out the last bit with a plop and fell back to the bed, exhausted.

"Looks like you liked that, huh?" He had a shit-eating grin on his face and I turned away as he proceeded to untape my diaper and clean me up.

"Oh wow, somebody really did enjoy themselves!" He said. 

Curiousity got the best of me and I looked to see my limp hairless cock was dripping sticky semen into my soiled diaper. 

"Good. The procedure is working." 

"Oh my god. What procedure?" 

Instead of answering he finishe cleaning me up and unstrapped me to turn me on my side. I felt his finger probe my hole and curve inwards hitting a special spot inside me that caused me to moan. First I peed into my bedding. But then, as my penis lay in the soaked bedding, I felt a new feeling. I thought I was gonna pee again but instead more milky liquid dripped out of my cockhead. At no point did I get hard. He scooped it up into a sample container and labeled it. What was happening to me? 

"Don't worry, we won't have to do this too many more times. Just until we know there are no active sperm left."

That was the closest thing I got to an explanation. 

I was annoyed and frustrated as I was taped into yet another diaper and my IV bag was replaced by another one. This was getting old. 

"How long am I going to be here?" 

"Until the procedure is complete," he said. "Don't worry little one, we're almost there. Why don't you have a nice nap and when you wake up things will be better."

He injected something into my IV and I went out again. When I came to I was giggling. I was sitting on something soft. It felt like I was wrapped in a fleece blanket, and I was waving something around in my hand. Something brihgt red and vaguely donut shaped.

"Very good baby boy. Now stack it here!" 

I was confused. What was I doing? I was supposed to put this on something. I reached forward to where the nice lady was pointing and dropped the ring.

"Wha? Who you?" 

"Aww, you don't remember do you, baby boy? Don't worry honey, things are going exactly as planned. The procedure is working."

I looked down and saw I was in a fleece footed sleeper. There was a very obvious diaper bulge in the front of it. I looked around, and it appeared I was in a large and very busy daycare center. I tried to stand up to leave but just kicked my legs uselessly instead. 

"Wha can't me giddup?" I asked.

"Oh, you're too little to walk on your own, sweetie!"

"Wha am me?"

"You're in the daycare center, silly boy. Where we keep all the babies!"

"I notta baby!" I said, adamantly. Apparently I was loud enough to attract the attention of another helper in the room. 

"Awww! They're always so cute when they think they're still adults." They cooed at me. And then who should walk in but my own son. 

"Hey, a new baby! This one is the cutest one yet!"

I cried out in recognition. I hadn't seen Andrew since he left for medical school. It had been years. This must be his hospital. 

"Andwew! Wa happenin me?" 

"You're going through the procedure, little buddy. Don't worry your little head about it, you won't remember it anyway once the procedure is over. All you need to know is that sometimes grown-ups have a sudden accident that leaves them in need of a caretaker. This institution just happens to specialize in such cases. And if those people just happen to have caretakers with deep pockets waiting to adopt them, so much the better."

"Who." Was all I asked. I wanted to know who would put me through this procedure - who wanted me as their baby?

"Me, little guy." I was shocked. Andrew? "You did such a good job raising me, I thought I would return the favor. You've worked hard enough to put me through school, consider this your retirement." 

"But I dun wanna be a baby!" I cried. I began to wet my diaper as I got all worked up, and then I doubled over as I filled the back of my seat. It felt so good to fill my diapers.

"That's it, little guy." Said Andrew, squatting down to my level and petting my head as I got down on all fours to push harder. 

"There we go. Just fill those diapers and let your adult worries go away." 

It felt so good. Better than any regular orgasm. I began to drool as a smile crossed my face. 

"I wike poopoos didee dada..." I giggled. Words were funny. 

Andrew smiled and patted my head before standing up.

"The procedure is complete. Let him enjoy his diapers for a while before you change him. I'll be back to take him home later."