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The Inside Fox: Part 2

By Zrathie

Danny returned to the car for Jamie. The fox climbed out of the front passenger door and followed the wolf inside. Jamie walked into the building with the wolf Danny and was taken into an examination room. There he found Centzon and Lector, who had been stripped of their clothes but not their soiled diapers. Jamie already knew what to do and began stripping out of his clothes.

Jamie was glad he had gone flaccid by the time he had undressed. Even under the bulky padding, his erections were visible, so he was relieved. He would take care of his urges later and at a time when he could remove his diaper.

Jamie spotted a drinking fountain in the room; he walked over and leaned down. He pressed the toggle tap and took the slightest sip. After his car ride, Jamie just wanted to wet his chops. As he moved his head back, there was a rubbery squeak as a black rubber mass shot up through the drain. It moved so fast it had already wrapped itself around the back of his head and over his muzzle. It invaded his maw with a soft spongy foamy tentacle.

"Muurtp!" Jamie screamed.

"Don't worry, Jamie, that's just one of our new toys. It's a watering muzzle. You activated it because you didn't drink enough from the fountain," said Danny.

Jamie tried clawing at the seamless rubber and pulled his head back. He was attached to the fountain via elastic rubber cords that led back into the drinking fountain. He could only stretch so much before his head was forced down again. He panicked for several moments, only stopping when he realised the rubber muzzle left his nose free so he could breathe. He huffed and puffed breath in and out.

The device seemingly detected Jamie's emotional state change because it began to supply the fox with water. The spongy muzzle plug became damp before it trickled water into his maw. Subconsciously, Jamie swallowed. This action squeezed out more water into his mouth.

Lector and Centzon watched as Jamie continued to drink large gulps of water. The strange device seemed to keep a rapid but not overwhelming flow into Jamie's maw. Finally, after a few moments, Centzon turned to Danny.

"Hey, could you change us before the tour?" asked Centzon.

"No, there's time for that after. I gave you all a rest stop when I was changing Jamie, and you didn't take it," said Danny.

Jamie continued to gulp down much more water than he had intended. The rubber muzzle was locked in place, and he didn't want to risk struggling. He had established a pattern of breathing between mouthfuls of water. The rabbit continued to argue his case that he should be changed while Jamie chugged down more and more water. Danny didn't have it at all. He ignored Centzon's pleas.

With a wet pop, the latex muzzle flopped open and began to slink down into the drain holes of the drinking fountain. Jamie backed away from the thing and gulped in air through his maw. His belly positively sloshed from the fluid that had been forced into it.

"See, Jamie has finished already. Now for the tour." said the wolf.

Jamie was glad to be the only creature not in a soiled diaper. He would usually at least be in a wet one by this point, but it seemed this wasn't his turn this time. The clumpy brownish padding of the two other creatures made it evident that they had shat themselves.

Centzon, Lector and Jamie followed Danny as he led the trio on a tour of Tulip Gardens. It was extra humiliating for Centzon and Lector because their soiled diapers drooped behind them for all to see. In time, Danny pushed through a set of steel double doors. This room was large and had many tables and chairs. At the far end was a counter, and hot food was stored in heated stainless steel trays. Behind the serving trays were double doors with round windows that led into a kitchen.

Danny ushered the group into the canteen. The room was mostly empty as it was between meal times. A few furs, all wearing diapers, were sitting around the room. One creature stood out. He was a kangaroo bound in a wheelchair and wearing a straightjacket. A weasel nurse was spoon-feeding him.

Danny spoke, "This is the dining room. As you can see, it's mostly empty. Save for a few special guests on alternate meal regiments. This room is usually busier."

Centzon grunted as he put a paw on his stomach. The rabbit's belly gurgled, making Jamie's ears twitch. The fox watched as the rabbit squirmed as he moved towards the food counter. Just what had Danny put in their drinks, thought the fox? Even with the dosage, he had received at breakfast, his bowels felt fine after emptying them. Over at the food counter, there was mushy slop and high-fibre porridge in the heated tray and more palatable solid food.

"See that porridge stuff? That's what they feed us each morning. It keeps you regular and stops us from holding our bowels," said the fox.

Jamie could see Centzon wasn't listening. The rabbit was standing still with a strained expression on his muzzle. The rabbit shuddered, and another load of watery stool flooded his diaper. Some of the room's occupants looked over at Centzon as he soiled himself.

"Not that you have that problem," said Jamie.

Danny said, "I should have said there's a toilet off to the side."

The three looked to where the wolf had pointed. There was a glass door that showed a toilet and washbasin. It didn't look like there would be any privacy here. Lector looked over at the bathroom with a somewhat longing expression. It appeared to Jamie he was considering it, but after a moment, Danny led the group away and back out of the room.

Jamie was beginning to need to pee, but he wasn't about waste, having his dry, clean diaper. As the group moved down the hallway, Jamie could see Lector was blushing. Jamie followed his gaze until he saw the seat of Centzon's diaper swing lower. The group was slowed by the waddling of both Centzon and Lector. Turning back to Lector, Jamie could hear a gurgle coming from the Yoshi's bowels. Lector placed his paw on the wall to balance himself. Jamie realised the poor critter must be tightening his sphincter to avoid adding more mess to his already-filled diaper. Danny slowed down, and Jamie stopped. He turned back to glance at the yellow Yoshi.

Lector squirmed as he tried to hold it. But he lost control after several moments.

"I did try to warn you about the tour. It's more fun with a clean diaper," teased Jamie.

The next stop on the tour was the hydrotherapy room. But now, Lector and Centzon seemed chipper despite their double dose of soiling. Danny opened the doors to the hydrotherapy room. The group walked inside.

Inside the room was a spa bath that was sized for one patient. It didn't look as inviting as one in a hotel because it had a set of neoprene shackles and stainless steel hardware. The restraints were mounted directly into the tub. In addition, the spa had an inbuilt shelf where a patient would sit.

The rest of the room was standard. The walls and floor were covered in white tiles. One of the walls had a floor-to-ceiling mirror. On another wall were two sizeable forested glass windows. The shadow of a diamond-shaped grill outside the window was cast on the floor. Next to the spa was a control console for the spa bath.

Jamie had been on a spa session; the strategically placed water jets had got him quite worked up. Jamie was sensing a theme with the rooms there were visiting. The tour may be a failsafe for those furs who had stayed dry and clean on arrival.

The next stop on the tour was a new ward that Jamie hadn't been to before. The group headed upstairs in the lift.

"You will like this place, Jamie," said Danny.

The forced wetting ward was something else. There were several bound creatures in what was best described as bladder stress positions. They were in diabolical bondage devices designed to torture them into disobeying their toilet training. A diapered fennec fox was sitting on a leather saddle, his short legs barely reaching the stirrups. His body was quivering, and his large ears twitched to and fro.

A straitjacketed tiger was sitting with his legs forcibly spread by a spreader bar. He was wearing a Maxi-Protec 4E; that was total overkill for him. It looked moist with the slightest blur of the wetness indicator lines. It could take more piss before needing a change. His maw was stuffed with a forced-feeding gag; the gag was connected to a double set of two-litre water IV bags that were slowly dripping moisture into the big cat's maw.

A buck was sitting on a steel chair in the corner. The deer had a camera set on a tripod pointed at him. It was broadcasting a close-up of his crotch to a television hanging on the wall. He was the only creature not wearing a diaper, clad in a white cotton boilersuit with a padlocked back zipper. He could walk out of the room, but his locked-on outfit would force the issue sooner or later. There was a floor drain under him, and the tiled floor was slightly sloped towards it. So, it looked to be the designated piddle-pants zone.

Jamie had been teaching the nurses here before, and they had set him up with a camera setup similar to the deer's, only with a camera feed showing his face. It was a great way to show the hidden tells of a creature holding its bladder before it became too obvious.

"You look thirsty, Jamie." came a voice.

Suddenly an crocodile nurse moved in front of Jamie and placed a tube into his muzzle. The tube was connected to a water bottle that the croc held inverted. Jamie couldn't react and just went along with this sudden watering. The water came out in a slow flow, and it tasted sweet. Jamie knew this was the standard electrolyte-enhanced water meant to stimulate rapid bladder desperation. But it wasn't meant to work this fast.

Jamie could hear a hiss, but it wasn't him. Instead, Centzon was wetting his soiled diaper. Thankfully there was enough absorbency left in the front panel to contain the rabbit's flows. A coyote nurse was feeding him, and the sudden drinking must have been the last straw. Looking around, Lector was being made to drink too.

"Hello, I'm Kakuk. I specialise in patient incontinence," said the crocodile.

The crocodile nurse removed the bottle once Jamie had finished it.

"That should help you use that diaper. You're the first one I've seen dry and clean coming in with Danny."

Kakuk gave Jamie a hefty pat on his back.

"Do you greet all your patients with a drink, or are we just special?" said Jamie.

"It's a standard thing we do for visitors to the forced wetting ward. We have a reputation to uphold," said Kakuk before returning to the other patients of the word.

"This is a new ward at Tulip Gardens. It's a specially omorashi ward for patients with a bladder desperation fetish," said Danny.

Looking back across the way at the buck. Jamie could see his short fur had broken out in a cold sweat. He would have loved to spend more time in the forced wetting ward, but Danny was moving on.

Jamie's need to pee had swelled up since their arrival. The forced hydration from the drinking fountain and the nurse in the wetting ward were taking their toll. He needed to pee. He could feel his bladder swelling more and more, and it was getting hard to keep his poker face.

Jamie didn't want to surrender to his bodily urges yet, so he was beginning to scout out a way to leave the tour and find a restroom. Jamie took this opportunity to lag behind the others before darting across a corridor as the other creatures turned down into it. As he pressed up against a wall, his shoulder brushed against it. The fox could feel that something was stuck to his fur there. Jamie reached for it, and he pulled it off his coat. Jamie looked down at the square patch with rounded corners. It had no markings, so there was no way of telling what it was; he stuck it to a wall and continued.

Jamie spotted a restroom and walked over to the door. He stood with his back to the door and tried to look nonchalant. He held his legs closed but not crossed. A casual holding pose that wasn't too telling. Once he was sure no one was watching, he leaned back and pushed into the door. It was locked.

Sometimes they forgot to lock the patient toilets but not this time. The fox allowed himself a classical potty dance with an added hand paw clamping down over his crotch. Once he had shaken out the desperation waves, Jamie continued to the elevator lobby. He pressed the call button for the lift. The fox looked around for anyone watching him. Finally, Jamie shifted his weight from one paw to another, a massive signal to the staff he needed the little fox's room. They would contrive a way to make him piss himself if they saw his signs of bladder desperation.

He knew there was an unmarked door hiding an unlocked hidden staff toilet on the lower level. His insides began to feel heavy as he waited for the elevator. That was another thing he could take care of. Finally, the lift arrived, and Jamie stepped inside. When he was halfway between floors, the elevator suddenly stopped. Jamie tried to suppress his panic as Jamie looked at the floor display and then up at a surveillance camera in the corner of the elevator's ceiling. This was new, he thought.

"Hello, Jamie? Can you hear me?" came a voice.

The voice was coming through a speaker near the call buttons.

"Yes, Hello," said the fox.

"I'm Phillip, one of the nurses here. I'm just checking in on you. You were doing the tour with Danny. Is there a reason you want access to the next floor," said Phillip.

Jamie had to think fast. He would be forced to piss his diapers if he were honest with them.

"I wanted to walk the grounds for a bit. You have my file and know I've been here before and don't need the tour," he said.

During this conversation, his bowels were growing worse and worse. Slowly edging up to his primary concern. He stood in a relaxed pose, trying his best to look calm and placid.

"That's understandable. The camera and lift monitoring has just been introduced. I have to stop unbound patients and ask them where they are going. There are always diapered patients who try to sneak to a restroom," said Phillip.

"That's new. You gave me a surprise," said Jamie.

"While I've got you, I have to ask about Centzon and Lector," said Phillip.

Jamie was slightly relieved that the nurse had changed topics.

"Shoot," he said.

"We are still perfecting our formula for our juice laxative. Did you get a chance to try some?" said Phillip.

"No," said Jamie.

"Okay, so it was just given to Centzon and Lector?"

"Yes."

"We noticed you arrived both dry and clean. Did you have any accidents on the way here?"

"Yes, err, both," said Jamie.

There was no sense in lying to him about that. Speaking about clean, Jamie squeezed his butt cheeks tightly closed and slowly, ever so casually, brought a hand paw to his middle. Unfortunately, this action made him lose focus on his bladder, and a tiny squirt of piss trickled into Jamie's diaper.

"Our notes state you had Carnivore Helper laxative and Bulk Fibre agent No. 3 before leaving, and unlike Centzon and Lector, you have only messed once?" said Phillip.

Jamie tried to stay still as another squirt of vulpine piss left his sheath. He could feel the diaper wick his pee away, but it still left a moist patch near the tip of his sheath.

"Yes," said Jamie.

"How are your bowels holding up now? Any bloating, discomfort or cramps?"

"I'm fine; I haven't needed to go, not since the ride over,"

Jamie wasn't okay; his foot paw claws scratched across the floor as he fought back against an abdominal cramp. Whatever they had done to him wasn't laxative. He didn't feel like his bowel was being agitated by a chemical. It wasn't the runs; he just needed to take a massive shit. One that continued to grow more urgent.

"Good, our juice-based laxatives are a bit too harsh right now. So we have been testing a discreet method to deliver fibre spores. We have been randomly deploying patches on unbound patients. On the upper levels," said Phillip.

Then Jamie remembered the patch that came off near the elevator and the nurse in the forced wetting ward who had congratulated him on keeping a clean diaper and patted him on the back. So he must be one of the test subjects.

"Only the ones with clean diapers and who have a messing clause in their consent contract."

He wouldn't have been targeted if he had piddled in his diaper. Great. It seemed his pride was going to be the death of him, or at least his anal continence.

"I'll level with you. A coyote patient tagged with a fibre spore patch is now waiting upstairs for this lift. That's why I've been stalling for a bit. That should be enough time. Anyway, enjoy your walk."

The elevator began moving again. Then, finally, it dinged, and the doors opened at the floor Jamie needed. The fox stepped out into the hall but stopped in his tracks. A massive painful cramp made Jamie double over. He felt as bad as he had been holding for three days.

Knowing that he had been dosed up on fibre spores, Jamie knew his ability to hold was down to his maximum bowel capacity. So Jamie decided to let his bladder loose. Instantly he let out a heavy stream of vulpine piss. The thick padding absorbed his fox piss, and more importantly, it made more space for his bloated bowels. He couldn't help but look down at his diapered crotch as it began to swell. His piss didn't stain the diaper due to his overhydration, but the swelling diaper and the blurring wetness indicator lines signalled to everyone he had wet himself.

He had bought himself a few more minutes. Jamie pressed onwards, knowing he had one chance to make it to a toilet clean. He walked pigeon-toed until he was outside the inconspicuous restroom. He clasped the door handle and pressed down.

The door wouldn't move. Jamie looked down and saw a black card reader, much like the ones used by hotels, had been installed on the door. The lift monitoring wasn't the only change; Jamie groaned. He had no choice now. His bushy fox tail raised, and he relaxed his trembling anal sphincter. The mass pushed out. His stool was a healthy consistency, and the quantity of the first log weighed down his diaper seat.

Despite the shame of shiting a diaper in semi-public, Jamie felt relief flow over his form. With the initial load expelled, Jamie was back in control and could hold his shit again, but there was no point he couldn't unscramble this egg. So the fox continued defecating until his bowels were fully voided. In the end, he had packed his bowels with seemingly three to four days' worth of shit despite having shat just hours prior.

Jamie did the walk of shame back to the tour group. Danny and the others were at the group wards. They were small wards that held two to four creatures each.

"These are our group wards. Tulip Gardens have picked..." said Danny.

The wolf stopped at the sight of Jamie. The fox's state must have pulled Danny out of his train of thought.

"Fibre spores," siad Jamie.

It was enough explanation because Danny shot the fox a sympathetic look before continuing his speech.

"Tulip Gardens have picked a group ward for you three," said Danny.

Centzon and Lector were openly staring at the fox. Jamie could feel his ears heating up. The tell-tale sign of a full vulpine blush.

The ward where Centzon, Lector, and Jamie shared was a large hospital room. It was equipped with three large medical beds. The beds came with segufix strapping and side railings. Privacy curtains segmented the space, separating the view of the beds from each other.

Written on a whiteboard above each bed were their names. Lector was assigned the bed nearest the door and furthest away from the window, while Centzon was given the middle bed. Lastly, Jamie had the bed that was closest to the window.

There was a changing table with shelves of diapers, laxatives, enema kits and diuretics opposite Jamie's bed. Across from Centzon's bed was a harness attached to the ceiling via elastic ropes. The bouncer also had a square of bouncy rubber flooring placed under it. Lastly, across from Lector's bed was a small bathroom. The door had a keycard reader attached near the handle. No doubt, it was locked and could only be opened by the nursing staff.

The three furs were then changed one by one. The first creature was Centzon, who was led into the ward's bathroom by Danny and showered. He emerged in a fresh diaper. Then it was Lector's turn. The Yoshi seemed glad to be getting clean and quickly followed the wolf into the bathroom. Jamie was just as eager to get out of his soiled diaper. He waited for the Yoshi and the wolf to return.

Not much later, Jamie had his chance to clean up. Lector exited the bathroom, and Jamie passed him as he entered. Danny was ready for him, and Jamie wasted no time peeling off the diaper tapes. The fox bathed himself despite the wolf trying to help him.

Jamie was soon clean and dry, and Danny diapered him for the night. As the fox left the small room, he was surprised to see Kakuk standing in the ward. The croc was holding a straitjacket in his claws.

"You've been busy, and up to mischief, so I think it's best if we put you in a jacket," said Kakuk.

Jamie complied as the nurse began to strap him into the straitjacket. It was a standard canvas straitjacket with red trim around the collar. The nurse worked quickly; Jamie could tell he had done this before. It didn't take long for Jamie to be in a tight self-hug. His bushy vulpine tail hung from the back between the twin crotch straps pressing into his diaper padding.

"What, no patches this time?" said Jamie.

Jamie was feeling smug about his smart-arse comment when...

"Ow!" yelled Jamie.

Something has stung him on his side, just above the diaper and below where the jacket ended. It was Kakuk. He had just injected him with something; Jamie spotted the crocodile putting away an auto-injector back into his pocket.

"Just a little prick," said Kakuk.

"What the fuck was that!?" yelled Jamie.

He wheeled around to face Kakuk and flashed his fangs. He was bound but not muzzled, he could bite him if he wanted, but then again, those scales might repel his teeth relatively easily.

"It's something to remind you that you're not in control here," said Kakuk.

Centzon murmured at Jamie's outburst, and Lector looked around the room. Jamie calmed himself. This new nurse had something to prove, but he shouldn't have become aggressive about it. Kakuk grabbed Jamie and moved him into his bed. The straitjacket wasn't enough for the crocodile. Jamie was getting strapped to his bed as well.

"I've got the hit the road. Play nice, Jamie," said Danny.

The wolf walked out of the ward. Jamie relaxed as Kakuk did up each of his straps in quickly. It was as if he was a wild animal, and they had to work quickly before the tranquiliser wore off. This croc was no Danny; he was much more business-like and dominant.

Jamie was glad when the crocodile nurse moved on to doing up Centzon's restraints because he was beginning to grow an erection. This sudden erection must have been a response to Kakuk's treatment. Thankfully, the privacy curtain was up so no one could see the bulge forming in the crotch of his diaper. Over the next several moments, Jamie listened to Kakuk strapping in Centzon for the night, trying desperately to get his erection back under control.

His boner wasn't painful. The snug padding pressed into Jamie's excited flesh as he lay there. It was a pleasant sensation, perhaps too pleasant because he couldn't put his lipstick back in the tube. He was embarrassed more than anything. He could feel the blood rush up to his ears as he began to full-on blush. It had to be an aphrodisiac. It just had to be what he had been drugged with. There wasn't any other explanation. Jamie gulped as he heard Kakuk move onto Lector's position.

The Yoshi was getting strapped down next. Jamie fidgeted in his straitjacket and strapping. He was trapped in throbbing hell with every clench and every pulse of his hard-on giving him just the barest of teases. He stopped after a few creaks and crinkles sounded out from his bondage setup. He didn't want to attract attention to himself in this aroused state; he could imagine Kakuk giving him a smug look if he caught him like this.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn't masturbate. His legs were strapped wide apart, and his torso wrapped tightly in a self-hug. He couldn't even roll over and hump the mattress.

Jamie's knot slipped free, pressing into the already snug padding. He couldn't help but try to look down at his crotch. Finally, he got a glimpse of tented padding after a few attempts. The Maxi Protec IV's plastic backing shined under the room's lights. There was an explicit lump where his hard-on was.

His cock was dripping with pre, and it was promptly soaked up. Jamie could feel the buttery soft, precum-slickened diaper padding tempt and tease his now throbbing cock pressed snuggly into the crotch panel of his special underwear.

The lights in the ward had been switched off. The three furs had been left for the night, but sleep was the furthest thing from Jamie's mind. He kept still, but his cock twitched involuntarily. It sent ripples of pleasure up to the fox's brain. Every few minutes, he felt he was getting closer and closer to blowing his load.

Although Jamie tried to fight it off, he felt his body betraying him. He had promised himself not to cum inside a diaper. If he did, it would break his spirit terribly, but with whatever medication he had been given, he had no choice.

Jamie could feel the moment when he lost control over his sex drive. His balls twitched before his cock erupted. The fox kept his maw tightly closed as his fox seed painted the inside of his diaper. Wave after wave of pleasure overwhelmed Jamie. He kept his orgasm silent, or at least he hoped he did. It took a few moments for him to recover, and not long later, sleep overcame his body.