Living in Furopolis

This is a new story I'm writing about my character Zeak called Living in Furopolis, I hope you like it!

Living in furopolis- chapter one

“All systems are down! Readings are off, too! Places everyone!” I heard the captain yell; every member of the crew got onto their positions as I did with mine at the landing gear.

“How’s it going over there, Zeak?” My brother asked me.

“The lever is stuck! I can’t set it!” I said while pulling the red handle that would move the landing gear to its spot and hopefully stop our crash-landing.

Suddenly, a large ship approached us and shot the side of our ship where my brother was, creating a void and nearly sucking him in. I managed to grab onto his hands and pull him back in. He was panting and sweating out of anger as he engaged the shields, then finally turned on the escape pod and tossed in a couple things before pushing me in.

“Zeak! Listen to me! You need to get out of here; I don’t want you to get killed because of me… You know how to drive this, so you should be alright… Don’t worry, I’ll be okay, and I’ll search for you… Be good, little brother,” he said before closing the door to it and pressing the launch button.

“Kayne!” I shouted as I flew down.

I steered the ship left and right, up and down, trying to avoid the attacks from other ships… But it was no use, they knocked the left wing of the ship off, and I was sent falling onto a planet I knew little about; furopolis. The radiation from the planet’s atmosphere was strong, strong enough to knock me unconscious.

I woke up in an odd place; there was some type of cloth over me, and I was lying on a bed. The room I was in was white, and had many posters about health and other things. I realized I was in the hospital. I sat up, something felt odd in my head; I touched up there and realized I had furry ears! In fact, all of me was furry! I looked at my hands, they were paws covered with lime-green fur!

“Finally, you’re awake,” I heard someone say.

I turned around to see a tall wolf-looking woman in a nurse’s outfit, carrying a clipboard. She looked to be in her mid-twenties, and had long silver hair tied back into a ponytail. Over her white nurse shirt, she wore a golden cross necklace.

“What happened? And why am I a…?” I asked before she interrupted.

“I should explain… You see, when you came through the atmosphere, the radiation caused you to turn into a fox, so that’s why you are furry. Somebody saw you falling, and that’s how you got here,” she said, her voice was soothing with a slight hint of seriousness in it.

“Damn… This is so confusing…” I mumbled.

“Yes, well, there is one other thing you may want to know…” she said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“I hate to tell you this, but well, I have to… The radiation also shocked your bladder and bowels, you are incontinent now, and well, you have to wear diapers… Sorry to tell you this…” she said.

I moved the covers off of me, she was right. I was diapered. I stared down at the thick white undergarment for a moment, and then looked back up at her. Diapers? I was sixteen-years-old! No sixteen-year-olds wear diapers! But I had to face the facts, I was diapered, and there was nothing that could change it now. I would either have to wear them or face the humiliation of all the accidents, and diapers seemed more appealing than dealing with accidents.

“I guess it’s okay…” I said. I suddenly felt warmth in my lower area, and realized I had just peed in my diaper without even thinking about it… Just like a baby! I couldn’t believe it. Sixteen-years-old, and unable to control how I go to the bathroom? This was too unreal… It just had to be a dream.

“Oh, looks like you need a change now,” the nurse said, “I can take care of it for you; I’ll show you how to do it, too.”

“Umm… Alright…” I stuttered; I felt embarrassed about having someone I just met see me like that, but then again, she was probably the one who put the one I was wearing on me, and she was a nurse, so there was nothing to worry about I assumed. I lowered myself down and let her begin to change me.

“Okay… So you just undo the tapes like this… Then lower it down like this and remove it from under you, then roll it up. You should roll it up like this because when you throw it away it will make it easier to throw away, and also if you throw it away in a public garbage can no one will have to see what you’ve done in it. Next, you wipe yourself with these wipes; make sure to clean well, if you don’t it makes it easier to get a rash. You can stuff the wipes into the rolled-up diaper if you want to, but it doesn’t matter. Next, you take some powder and rub it in, this helps prevent against rash, and it also smells nice! And finally, get a clean diaper and tape it on like so… Not too loose, but not too tight. If it’s too loose, it won’t be able to adequately absorb the urine, and it will leak. If it’s too tight, though, the tapes may pop,” she explained as she changed me. I took in all of the information so I’d know.

“Thank you,” I said, smiling for the first time since I’d been there.

“No problem! So, I should ask you, do you have a name?” she asked while throwing my used diaper away in a waste basket near the door.

“Of course I have a name! My name is Zeak Zakston,” I said.

“Nice to meet you, Zeak, you can call me Mary,” she said.

We continued to talk, and it wasn’t too long before one question came to me, “Where am I going to stay after I get out of here?”

“Oh! That is a thorny situation… Hmmm… I have an idea! You could stay with me; I live alone, so there’s plenty room at my house, would you like that?” she asked.

“Sure, sounds nice. Say, where are the things I had before?” I asked curiously.

“They’re in that bag,” she replied, pointing to a black mesh bag near the wall. I walked over to it and dug around until I came to a picture of me, Kayne, and our parents. That reminded me! Kayne! Where was he? I hoped he was alright.

“Well, I’ll be back in a while. We’ll go to my house once my shift is over, alright?” she said as she walked toward the door.

“Okay, Mary,” I said without looking up from the picture.

“You can buzz me if you need me, and if you need to change, the diapers and other supplies are in the cabinet over there,” she said, pointing to a brown cabinet set across from my bed, and then going out.

I waited for her to leave before going over to the cabinet and opening it. I didn’t need a change yet, but I wanted to see the diapers for some reason. I opened the drawer and found it stocked with three packages of diapers, pulled a diaper out, and examined it. It was really thick and soft, I pressed my paw into it and felt the outer part of it, then looked at it some more. I noticed it had a blue stripe on it, which I assumed was a wetness indicator. I opened it up the inside looked soft like a bunch of cotton balls sewn together. There were also three blue tapes on each side. I finally put the diaper back and lay down on the bed to take a nap.

Living in Furopolis- chapter two

I woke up from my nap about an hour later. At first I thought what had happened was all a dream, but when I felt a soggy diaper around my abdomen, I knew otherwise. I lay there for a second, recalling what had happened… I was a fox, lying on a bed in a hospital, and wearing a diaper… It was all real, but I still wished it wasn’t. I finally sat up, the gels in my diaper squished against my fur, and I decided to get changed, so I took out a clean diaper and thought about how Mary changed my diaper before going through the process by my self. I managed to get it like Mary did, but it didn’t feel the same; I guess I liked it better when she did it. I threw away my used diaper and sat on the bed again.

A growl from my stomach reminded me I hadn’t eaten in a while. I looked at the clock near the bed, it read half-past twelve so I knew it was lunchtime now. I didn’t want to be a bother by asking for food, but I was hungry, and needed something to eat, so I pressed the buzzer above the bed and Mary came quickly.

“Yes Zeak? Need anything?” she asked.

“Umm,” I stammered, “is it possible that I could maybe get something to eat?” I asked shyly.

“Sure thing, I could get you some soup if you’d like,” she said politely.

“Alright… Umm, hey, when is the end of your shift again?” I asked.

“In two hours, it shouldn’t take too long,” she said before going to get me something to eat.

I sighed to myself as I thought of what I could do. I looked around the room; there was a TV up in the left corner, so I decided I could see what was on. I looked around for the remote control and found it in a drawer. I turned the TV on, and ironically it was right at the start of a diaper ad. It showed a cat-looking kid chasing three other kids in a park-looking scene.

“You’re twelve-years-old…” the narrator said, it then switched to a scene where the kid had wet his pants, “and you still have accidents…”

“Cheer up!” one of the other kids said, a girl rabbit-looking furry, “just wear Snuggies diapers like me! They’ll protect against accidents, so you can keep playing without worry!”

It then switched to a diagram of the diaper, showing all of the features, the girl continued on, “it has anti-leak guards in the legs and waist so you’ll never have to watch out for leaks, and the stretchy waistband curves around you, giving a perfect fit. It also has extra absorbent layers, in the front where boys need it most, and in the center where girls need it most. You’ll never notice them!”

Finally, there was a scene with the boy and girl playing again, only this time they were both in diapers, the boy looked down like he’d just wet it, then looked at the girl, “Wow, you’re right! Snuggies are the best!” the boy and girl stood side-by-side and both said, “Snuggies: Made for all ages.”

I looked at the TV in awe, I couldn’t believe they actually had commercials on diapers for older kids! That meant I wasn’t alone! A minute later, Mary came in with a tray that had a bowl of soup on it, and I clicked the TV off.

“Thanks Mary,” I said.

“No problem, just let me know if there’s anything else you need!” she said. I started eating, but then paused for a second to ask a question.

“Umm, Mary… Do you get a lot of patients that wear diapers?” I asked.

“Hmm… Sometimes, it’s fairly common here, though mainly only for younger kids… Why?” she answered.

“Just wondering…” I said while stirring my soup to cool it a bit, watching as she left again.

I finished my soup and set the tray aside, then lay back on the bed once more, thinking of the last time I had worn a diaper before my accident. It took a while, but it came to me clearly. I was six-years-old, and was wearing them at night because I still had a few accidents at night. I remembered going to bed wearing diapers, and waking up soaked. My brother always diapered me before bed and read me a story, my parents couldn’t because they had been killed when I was five, so my brother took over for them, even though he was only four years older than me. That brought me back to my old question… Where was he? A small tear came to my eye, but I quickly wiped it away; I was always told by the other crew that crying wasn’t masculine, especially after I’d cut my arm on one of the motor blades of the ship and had to have it stitched back up when I was eight.

I got back up and went over to my bag; inside was my clothes, my necklace, and my picture. I didn’t know why, but I felt like something was missing… I couldn’t tell what, though.

I suddenly felt my bowels shoot a load into my diaper, causing it to fill with a stinky mess. I also wet it again, and I knew I was definitely in need of a change now. I got out a clean diaper and decided to go into the bathroom to change it since it was messy. I undid the dirty one and threw it away, then looked behind me and examined the damage; it seemed to be something wipes alone wouldn’t fix easily so I decided to spray off in the shower. I washed my whole self while I was in there, it was a bit weirder due to having extra parts, ears and a tail, to wash, but I managed, and I was squeaky clean in no time. I then sprayed the shower out to make sure there was no mess left, and toweled off with a spare towel in the bathroom before putting on my clean diaper and hospital gown.

I went back into the room and looked at the clock, one-thirty… Only thirty minutes until the end of Mary’s shift, I wondered what I should do next. I walked over to the window of the room and looked out of it, the sun was still in its midday position high up in the sky, and there were clouds scattered about. I sighed as I watched the people wandering about doing miscellaneous things that weren’t important… I wondered if I was the only ‘alien-furry’ on the planet.

“Having fun?” I heard someone asked, I quickly turned around to see Mary standing at the door.

“Umm, yeah, just seeing what outside looks like…” I said, smiling slightly.

“I’m almost ready to leave now, you can put your old clothes back on and give me the hospital gown,” she said.

I went to my bag and took out my old clothes and necklace, then went into the bathroom to change into them. I felt somewhat sad having to cover up my diaper, but decided I could go around in just diapers when we got there. When I came out, Mary was still there. I handed her the hospital gown and the towel I used earlier to dry off after my shower, and she told me to follow her to the lobby. I got my bag and did just that. She went into a room and came back without the clothes, then signed some papers and led me to her car.