1 members like this


Views: 1392 Created: 2014.10.03 Updated: 2014.10.03

There are no toilets in space!

There are no toilets in space!

My first story, welcome comments but be nice.

The year is 2030 and with the earth's population growing, a young scientist joins a corporation to in designing a space city in the solar system. But she finds she has to wear something in order to travel and work.

Chapter 1: Before Lift off

I turned my rented car along the dusty dirty road and pulled to a stop at the fenced up area. "VICKERS SPACE PORT. UNAUTHORISED PERSONS WILL BE DEALT WITH FORCE." Immediately, two armed guards rushed over to my vehicle. "Dr. Catherine Gaplin," I identified myself to them. "I'm here to visit Mr. Tiliberto, the Director regarding a job opportunity." I had just received my doctorate in International Space Policy and was lucky to receive a position as manager in the new Space Cities Programme, a project building a new city in the outskirts of our Solar System.

"Kill the engines, please," the first guard said. My car was thoroughly searched by mirrors and dogs before I was finally cleared. "Park in lot G. Use the yellow not green entrance." I complied as just as I pulled the doors of that entrance, an grey-haired six foot tall man in a suit walked up to me.

"Catherine Gaplin? Jake Tiliberto. Welcome to Vickers. Long way from home eh? It's good have you here as we've changed the schedule."

"Change the schedule?" I said, accepting his firm handshake.

"A lot has transpired since we talked the other week. We would like you to head up to the station to begin evaluation work."

Head up? To space? "But, I thought I would need months of train..."

He gave me a look as if I was some idiot. "Travelling to space and to the station is really advanced nowadays. All you need is a quick checkup and off you go."

Before I knew it, he told me to follow him. Up through several flights of stairs and two elevator rides, he showed me to a door marked, "MEDICAL CENTRE."

"In you go," he said. "I'll take your bag and lock it up. When you return, you can claim it from me."

"But.." before, I knew it, he left and I was alone in the corridor. The door suddenly snapped open and looking at both sides of the corridor, I finally entered. The room was a rather shiny bright white room. "Hello?" I called and out from corner came a man much shorter than Tiliberto but taller than me. He was dressed in some kind of doctor's coat on.

"Charlotte right? I'm Doctor Barnes, the corporation's doctor. You must be the latest member of the team."

"Uh, yeah," I said.

"Well, let's get the examination started." So thus I was guided to a seat and he rang through my entire medical history from birth until my present age of 24. Finally closing his folder and pulled his chair closer to me. "Would you mind taking off your clothes? I need to conduct a full body check up."

I was startled. Up to now, all my previous check ups were conducted by female doctors. "Uh, isn't there a nurse or some female?"

"Not in this case. I'm a doctor you know," he said, fidgeting his stethoscope as if that said it all.

"But.." I really didn't find it comfortable taking off my clothes and being naked in front of a guy, even though it's a doctor. I'm briefly dated before but never got naked at all with guys.

"It's necessary in order to proceed to space travel. Now," he tapped his foot.

The next thirty minutes were the most embarrassing of my entire life. He extensively prodded every nook and cranny of my body. Just when I thought the whole check up was over, he said, "pleas bend over, legs apart."

"Why?" I demanded, shivering from the nakedness.

"Just do so," suddenly I filled a chilly, creamy substance against my anal region. "Hey! What's that for?" No answer.

"Over to the examination bed, please." Resisting a bit, he yanked my arm and I was laid down on the bed. "Hold the rails," he said and suddenly I heard the whirling noise of an electric shaver.

"Doctor, stop. What is going on!" I demanded, getting up.

The blades stopped. "I thought you would realise by now," he said. "This new mode of space transport requires you to be frozen in a special container during the travel from this spaceport to the station. During which you'll be frozen in a special fluid that will render you unable to control bodily functions. Hence you have to wear special absorbency garments."

Frozen?! Transport?! I wasn't told this. "But..."

"But that's how it is even years of research in space transportation. Astronauts always have to wear such garments."

"Then what did you jam into my backside?"

"You'll be fully incontinent for the journey. After which, you'll still have to wear the garments as there aren't any toilets installed in the station. Besides, work hours there are long and people have to move about in suits most of the time. That drug is to covert your faeces into liquid which can be easily absorbed into the garment. This garment is specially made to allow the wearer to use it for up to seven days before changing."

Diapers, nappies, spacesuits, transport, this was too much. "I'm out of here," I declared and marched over to my clothes when a booming voice said, "If you leave now Dr. Galpin, you'll lose the position." That was definitely the Director's voice.

"Are you threatening me?" I called. And are you looking at me naked?

"I picked you because of your research and knowledge, Catherine," Tiliberto's voice continued. "It's a very competitive position. In any case, the facility is in lock down now you you'll have to wait for hours before you depart. It's your choice: to go to space or stay on earth looking for another job."

He was really goading me. "Ok..." I said giving in. "But this is really weird." Lying back down, I closed my eyes and clenched the bar as my pubic area was shaved. Made to roll over, the dread "garment" was slide underneath. Instead of tapes, It was somehow clicked into position over my waist. "Legs up please," he ordered and something plastic-like was pull on. "Plastic pants," he explained. "Just in case you'll leak."

"That's it," Dr. Barnes concluded, removing his medical gloves and washing his hands at a sink. "Take the door over there," he pointed. "You;ll find a room where other's will help you suit up."

Still shocked by the whole series of events, I got up and felt not just the thick nappy around me but here a crinkling sound as I move topless to the door.

TBC.

Comments

freyjaceleste862 9 years ago  
lebeau13 9 years ago  
freyjaceleste862 10 years ago  
WinStuart 10 years ago  
freyjaceleste862 10 years ago  
Stevewet 10 years ago