This choice: Because of jailhouse lock • Go Back...Chapter #8Jolyne Cujoh, the big baby with a poor memory by: robobroxt   "What was I supposed to do again?" A young woman said as she looked to the walls of her prison cell. She couldn't even remember why she was back in here, or what she did before she went back here. Did she even do something today?
Jolyne Cujoh, who had ended up in this prison due to a crime she did not commit, had trouble with her short term memory as of late. A fact she had probably already forgotten by now. Still wondering what it was that she wanted to do, the young woman left her cell.
It was more an impulse, than her having an actual clue of what to do next. As she went downstairs, she noticed how the other inmates were looking at her. Annoyance was written on their faces, as if she had done something. But what was it? Jolyne couldn't remember.
That's when she felt someone grab her arm and forced her down to sit on one of the benches. It had been so sudden, that Jolyne couldn't even react. And when she tried to force herself out of this situation, she noticed that she couldn't lift her arm of the table. Someone was keeping it there.
Looking over to the other side of the table Jolyne noticed a blonde woman. She was doing something to her arm. "Hey! What are you..." But Jolyne couldn't finish the sentence before the woman stopped her. "Did you write these notes on your arm to remember what to do next?" She asked, not even fazed by Jolyne's attempts to escape the situation.
"Notes?" Jolyne asked, looking at her arm, which had been released from the woman's grasp. There were three notes written on it. "1. You need diapers. 2. You can grab fresh diapers in the infirmary. 3. You love to use your diapers."
While Jolyne was reading these sentences out loud, she didn't notice how the woman in front of her had vanished. But then again, she couldn't even remember she had been there in the first place.
These notes...how did they get on her arm? Had she written them? Why? She thought long and hard about the mysterious writing on her arm, but she didn't seem to get closer to an answer. But then again there also was nothing inside her mind that would keep her from following these instructions.
Surely if she went to the infirmary, she would find out more about what had caused her to write them. And that's exactly what she did. Once there, she looked across the room. Where exactly Was she supposed to get diapers in here?
"Jolyne, here." She could hear a voice in the back of the room say. "Ermes." Jolyne said, recognizing her friend. Walking over to her, Jolyne was glad that the instructions had led her over here. Ermes however didn't look like she was in a great mood.
Staring out of the window Ermes said "It shouldn't be long until I'm back on my feet. Then we can teach that asshole of a priest a lesson for what he did." That's right, that bastard was behind it all. He killed F.F. Jolyne could remember that much. But after that...after that...
That's when a few nurses stormed into the room, carrying one of the inmates. She looked like someone had beaten her up. "What's wrong?" Ermes asked, noticing how her friend was focusing on the other inmate. "What am I doing here?" Jolyne finally said, looking around the room. She had once again forgotten everything. Ermes gave her a weird look. "What do you mean? We were just talking."
"We were?" Jolyne asked, having forgotten what exactly they were talking about. Ermes was about to call the other woman out for making fun of her, but then she noticed the genuine look of confusion on Jolyne's face.
"Alright. Something besides the whole priest thing happened to you while I was gone." She said, knowing that Jolyne must have run into another stand again. "Something...happened to me?" Jolyne repeated. "Geez...yes. They turned you dumb or something." Ermes theorized, already getting annoyed by this new clueless Jolyne.
"Hey." The other woman said. She might not be able to remember anything but she wasn't dumb. Already raising her hand to knock her friend down a notch for even suggesting something like that, she noticed that there were letters on her arm.
"What's that?" She asked, her anger completely gone. Again she began reading the three notes out loud. "1. You need diapers. 2. You can grab fresh diapers in the infirmary. 3. You love to use your diapers."
"Diapers?" Ermes repeated, thinking she must've misheard Jolyne just now. She couldn't hold back a laugh at the thought of her friend wearing diapers. "You need diapers?"
Jolyne wasn't sure whether she should be embarrassed or angry. But she didn't really have much time to think about it, as someone grabbed her arm and dragged her away. "You need diapers? Come here, I'll help you change."
The girl turned around to see one of the nurses, who had followed their conversation and must've misinterpreted it. She gave Ermes an angry look as she dragged the helpless Jolyne away from her, who had already forgotten their conversation, or that they even talked at all.
"It's alright, you aren't the only one here who has problems making it to the bathroom. It isn't right to make fun of you for that." The nurse said, trying to comfort the inmate. It didn't really seem to work however, as Jolyne was now wondering how exactly she had ended up in this situation.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked, fearing that she might have done something wrong. "To the changing table, of course." The nurse simply replied as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "Changing...table..?"
The nurse looked back at the girl, concerned "Oh right, you're the one that had trouble with her short-term memory. I'm sorry I should have noticed earlier. It's good that you came here by yourself. You know...before anything bad happened."
Of course all of this information was too much for Jolyne to handle. It would only take a few seconds until she would question what was happening again. But before she could even open her mouth, she was lying on the changing table, her pants and panties right beside her, as her legs were lifted into the air.
Not being able to remember alot of stuff at once, made it almost impossible to fight back, considering that she didn't even know who or what she was fighting against. One moment she found herself in a situation, the next one she was experiencing the aftermath of it, without even knowing that the first situation even happened at all.
And just like that, she was suddenly lying there wearing a big poofy diaper, while the nurse patted her padded crotch to signalize that her work was done. All of this happened without Jolyne having the slightest chance to make things clear.
When she was once again looking at the walls of her cell, asking herself what she was about to dp again, she noticed a weird feeling around her waist. That was strange, she didn't remember her panties to be so bulky.
Pulling her pants back with her hand she inspected her strange choice of underwear. "Why am I wearing a...diaper?!" She exclaimed, shocked to see herself wearing such a garment. That's when someone gave her a pat on her padded butt. "Give it a rest already. That's the fourth time you said that." Her cellmate Gwess said as she yawned "I'm tired. Can we go to bed now?"
It didn't take long until the process repeated itself, leading Gwess to throw her pillow at Jolyne. "Be quiet already!" She shouted, unable to keep her anger back now. And she wasn't the only one. The other inmates were also complaining about Jolyne. By now the whole prison ward must have been in the know about her poofy padding.
Well, everyone except Jolyne, who always forgot she was even wearing it. It was then that she heard someone rattle at her cell bars. Jolyne looked over to the entrance to her cell, a bright light blinding her. There, in this bright light, she saw a figure.
She couldn't quite make out who it was, but she was certain it was a woman. Coming closer to the bars, Jolyne tried to identify the person. The woman simply spoke to her in a calm manner. "That's right, come closer."
Jolyne hesitated for a bit as she heard the woman say this. Something didn't seem right. "You need diapers. You can get a diaper change in the infirmary. You love to use your diapers." Was all Jolyne heard, before the light went out and the woman vanished.
The girl knew she had only a few seconds to identify the woman. Running over to the bars, she grabbed them and shouted "What did you say about my diapers you bitch?" As if she hadn't already known that herself. Honestly, who was this person to talk down to her like that? As if she would ever forget these three things.
"Shut up already. I'm trying to sleep. So are the others." Gwess said, her pillow back in her hands, ready to throw it again if she needed to. Jolyne turned around, a clueless expression on her face again. What did just happen again?
Did it matter? She felt tired. Maybe she would remember what it was tomorrow. Going back to her bed, Jolyne felt something down there. An uneasy feeling she knew all to well. But she wasn't sure if she should heed its call now or wait till tomorrow.
She did like to do it whenever she had the chance, but she was also tired right now and didn't want to cause anymore conflict than she had to.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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