l               HOSPITAL HUMILIATION

Peter was very nervous. This was the third morning he had woken up and found 
that he had wet the bed, ever since he had been admitted to the hospital this 
incontinent problem had plagued him. 
 On the first morning, the nurses had been very sympathetic and allowed him to 
clean himself up in the bathroom while they changed the bed. Yesterday the Ward 
Nurse, Sister Monica had not been so kind. After discovering his wet bed, She 
had stripped off the bed clothes and pulled his soaking pyjamas off until he was 
totally naked and lying prostrate and shivering on the damp rubber covered 
mattress.Then Sister Monica, aided by two student Nurses, proceeded to give him 
a very humiliating bed-bath. The three Nurses discussed his baby-like toilet 
habits openly while soaping him from head to toe, paying too much attention on 
his genitals and bottom. He was almost in tears when they had finished and 
Monica had promised a more drastic solution to his infantile habits if they 
continued tomorrow. That time had now come!
 Monica, dressed in her crisp white apron over her dark blue nursing dress 
approached the bed.
 "Good morning Peter, did you sleep well last night?" She asked brightly, 
 "Were you able to control your bladder or have you wet the bed again?" 
Monica could tell by Peter's white face and avaisive eyes that all was not well 
under the bed clothes. Peter groaned as She pulled back the bed covers, 
discovering Peter's urine-soaked condition and his soiled bed clothing.
"Well, my baby, it looks like I'm going to have to find you some suitable 
clothes. If you cannot control your bladder you will have to have some 
children's  nappies and plastic pants to wear." 
Monica informed him and started to slide down his soaking pyjamas. Peter was 
horrified and speechless as Monica stripped all the wet sheets off the bed and 
threw them in the soiled linin basket. Aided by the same too young nurses, Mary 
and Jackie, Peter was subjected to another much more humiliating bed-bath.  The 
nurses proceeded to wash him and by the time Peter realized what was happening, 
Monica, using the attached bed straps, had fastened his arms securely to the 
side of the bed. 
 Peter felt like a helpless child as  Monica tightened the straps making all 
aggressive movement impossible. One of the young nurses, Mary, was taking great 
delight in massaging his prick and balls and with her other hand she pushed a 
firm soapy finger deep into Peter's anus, she felt his hard stool and exclaimed 
to Monica,
"Sister, this child needs to evacuate his bowels urgently, his stool is very 
firm." 
Mary then pulled her finger out of Peters bottom and Monica turned to Jackie and 
asked her to hurry along and fetch the Enema equipment and then  directed Mary 
to bring Nappies, incontinent pads, and plastic pants out of the stores.
    While Sister and Nurse Mary assembled the enema solution, Nurse Jackie 
folded a large nappy with an incontinent pad and placed it ready under Peter's 
hips. Monica greased the enema nozzle while the nurses pulled back Peters knees 
to his chest,forcing him to expose his anus to Monica's probing fingers. With 
one hand holding his bottom apart, she placed the nozzle on the boy's rosebud 
and slowly forced the plastic    tube all the way in. Peter moaned with 
discomfort and humiliation,  and tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Quite Child, shortly you'll have something real to cry about!" Monica said as 
she opened the valve on the Enema Bag and the solution flowed into his colon. As 
soon as one and a half litres of warm soapy water had found its way into Peters 
bowel, Monica withdrew the syringe and the nurses released his knees and quickly 
pinned him into the bulky nappy.
"What about the plastic pants?" asked Nurse Jackie as she picked them off the 
table.
"O.K." replied Monica,"They will help keep the mess inside the nappy and off the 
bedclothes"
Monica and Jackie pulled on Peter's over-sized plastic pants. Peter looked and 
felt ridiculous. The pain in his tummy was increasing and slowly it dawned on 
him that soon  he would be needing to go to the loo. Monica interrupted his 
thoughts.
"Peter, do you know what the nappy is for? Soon you are going to want to shit  
and I would like you to use your nappies like all babies do. don't hold back, 
just relax and fill your nappy and we will look after you."
The nurses grinned at Peter's discomfort, as the cramps in his bowel started 
increasing and his face was developing a dark shade of crimsom.
The nurses knew it was only a matter of time now. Peter was holding back but 
Nurse Mary had started to tickle him under the arms and between the legs and 
quite suddenly Peter let go and his bowels emptied noisily into his nappies.
All pride had gone. As soon as he had started to void, he concentrated on 
emptying his bowels of everything that he possibly could.
The tight towelling nappy expanded to cope with the on rush of "Poo Slury" that 
came rushing out of his back passage and he could feel the slippery mess pushing 
its way up around the front of his bulky nappy. The nurses laughed as Peter 
tried to pull his legs together to hide any visible signs of his weakness but 
his humiliation was complete. He cried out loud as Monica started prodding his 
soaking brown, sodden nappy and soon the tale-tale smell of excreta filled the 
room.
"Now you are beginning to smell, look and feel like a small child and if you are 
going to act like an infant baby we will treat you like one." stated Monica,"You 
can lie in your own crappy mess for the rest of the day and if you behave we 
will change you tonight."
 Peter's experiences at Sister Monica's hands had only just started.
It was 4 pm. before the nurses came to change him. Monica directed the students 
to remove the stained plastic pants. As the young nurses pulled the pants off 
Peter's feet, Monica pointed at his face;
"Put them over his head, that will give the dirty little boy some idea of how 
badly his soiled pants smell." The nurses laughed as they pulled the wet, smelly 
pants over Peter's face. Peter was horrified but there was nothing he could do. 
He just lay there as the girls unpinned the sodden, dirty nappy, pulled it away 
and threw it into the soiled linen basket. While the two nurses  sponged and 
wiped Peter's shitty bottom, Monica pulled off the plastic pants from his head 
and threw them after the nappies. Peter was grateful, at least he could now 
breath clean air but that was not to last for long. Monica mounted the bed and 
sat aside Peter's chest, her skirt was well above her waist and his beautiful 
nurse was not wearing any panties!
"Now baby, I want you to use your tongue on me, have you ever performed oral sex 
before?" Monica asked as she pushed a finger deep into her moist vagina. Peter 
could only see her lovely fanny as the two young girls were still soaping his 
bottom and genitals. He could feel his penis respond to their ministrations,"Yes 
Sister, but only with my girlfriend," he replied.
"Well baby, you can forget about girlfriends from now on. What would she say to 
her lover now wetting the bed, having to be washed by his nurses and then  
dressed in a nappy and plastic knickers which he promptly fills  full of wee-wee 
and poo-poos."
 Monica shifted her position until her cunt was tight against Peter's mouth and 
he automatically started working with his tongue. From behind Monica's back, 
Nurse Jackie and Nurse Mary were very busy. Peter knew that his prick was in 
somebodies mouth and it was lovely, his balls were being rolled around in 
someone elses mouth and two fingers had been inserted deep into his bottom. He 
was on fire! Monica's hips began to girate into a rythem, Peter's tongue started 
working faster, Mary, who was fellating peter's penis began picking up speed as 
well. Nurse Jackie had withdrawn her fingers from Peter's brown hole and slipped 
in a large vibrator instead, she was busy moving it backwards and forwards.
Monica, with a great shudder, screamed as she came, flooding Peter's mouth with 
her love juices. Peter's Orgasm followed almost immediately; he shot his creamy 
load deep into Nurse Mary's mouth.
After Monica and Nurse Mary had left, Jackie quickly pinned a clean, white nappy 
onto Peter and pulled on his plastic pants. She kissed him goodnight and left 
him to sleep with a large bottle between his lips. It was not long before an all 
to familiar pressure started to develop in his bladder. When it had reached a 
pleasant intensity Peter released himself and the large nappy soaked it all up. 
He fell into a deep, contented sleep.
The next morning he was woken as the bedclothes were pulled slowly off him. He 
opened his eyes and looked up as Jackie, dressed in her blue nursing dress 
protected by a white rubber apron,  smiled down at him and slipped a hand  into 
his plastic pants.
"Oh dear!" exclaimed Jackie, "we are a little wet this morning, aren't we?" The 
nurse pulled back the bedclothes and smiled down at her blushing patient. "It's 
a good thing that we've put you into nappies now, it saves all the wet bed-linen 
and makes keeping you clean and dry much easier, now help your Nurse by lifting 
your bottom off the bed."
 With that Jackie gently pulled Peter's plastic pants down as he raised his hips 
off the dry sheets below. He was embarrassed as his wet napkin was exposed and 
aware of the sharp baby-like 'wee-wee' smell but Nurse Jackie did not seem to 
mind at all as she threw the pants in the soiled linen bin. 
"Relax now Darling," cooed his nurse as she carefully removed the two safety 
pins at each side of the wet towelling and with a practiced movement, pulled the 
sodden cloth away and threw it after the plastic pants. Jackie patted his thigh 
and said; 
"There, doesn't that feel better baby, now lie there quietly while I fetch a 
bowl of warm water and soap so we can get your bottom all nice and clean, I fear 
their is a nasty smell of 'pee' at the moment and we don't want any nappy rash, 
do we?"

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