Bob Johnson laughed aloud when he saw Jackie through the observation window. The haughty, former police officer was now a diapered little girl, sitting humbly on the floor with her knees tucked up against her diminutive babydoll gown.

"What did I tell you," Dave said. "Does she make a beautiful baby, or what?"

The other officers, James Carson and Alec Morris, pushed forward for a glimpse, as well. They all laughed when they saw their former colleague in her humiliated state.

Hidden behind the mirrored glass, they watched Ms. Winters speaking to Jackie. "Well, little girl, I have decided that you will be remaining here indefinitely. Your fellow officer, Dave Lennon, has brought some of your former colleagues to visit."

Jackie's eyes widened in terror.

"Oh, no," she pleaded. "You can't let them see me this way. Please!" Charles the orderly, who was also in the nursery, removed Jackie's cotton top, leaving her naked except for the humiliating diaper. Jackie gasped and tried to cover herself as Dave and the other officers came in. She blushed.

"Dave," Jackie cried plaintively, "Bob! Please help me! Get me out of here!"

"Sorry," he said, smiling at the beautiful, nearly naked girl. "I'm afraid it's all perfectly legal. Ms. Winters is your legal guardian. You're not going anywhere until she says so."

When Jackie tried to break free, Charles removed a syringe from his coat pocket and plunged the needle into her shoulder. Jackie suddenly felt dizzy. Unable to maintain her balance, she went limp into the orderly's arms.

"It will be so much easier for you," Ms. Winters said, "when you learn to cooperate."

Jackie was led to the changing table. Her wrists were drawn up over her head and secured to the table with surgical tubing. Her feet were lifted into the stirrups and her ankles were also bound, securing her in this expose and humiliating position.

Her diaper was unfastened. Jackie gasped when it came off. She blushed furiously as her naked body was washed and rubbed with baby oil.

"Bob, please," she cried, "don't let them do this to me!"

Bob smiled, enjoying the situation immensely. "It's entirely up to Ms. Winters," he replied with a shrug.

"Baby needs to have her temperature taken," Ms. Winters said. "Unfortunately, we don't have any rectal thermometers handy. Perhaps, officer Lennon, you could assist us by inserting a finger in baby's rectum and telling us whether baby has a fever."

Moaning, Jackie struggled vainly to break free. Standing between her parted legs, Dave pressed a finger to her anus and gently forced it into the humiliated girl's sphincter. Savoring her shame, he slid the finger as far as it would go into her rectum. He left it there for some time, "accidentally" letting his thumb stray into her opened vagina.

Jackie moaned and sobbed simultaneously.

"If baby has a fever," the directress remarked, "she will, of course, require an enema."

"Yes, I think she definitely requires one," Dave said with *a smirk. He extracted his finger with maddening slowness, leaving Jackie gulping in despair.

To her dismay, an enema bag was brought out. Jackie shut her eyes tightly, as if to blot out the world. She heard the faucet running in the bathroom. Soon, a nurse's cold hands pried open Jackie's buttocks, and the enema tube penetrated her anus. She heard Dave chuckling to himself.

For several minutes, Ms. Winters worked the tube back and forth in Jackie's rectum, as if raping the miserable girl's anus. Finally, she slid the nozzle in as far as it would go, and held it in place. Warm water surged into Jackie from the tube, filling her abdomen. Jackie moaned softly, as the blood rushed to her face.

She lay with the enema tube in her sphincter for a long time, as Dave and Ms. Winters conversed casually. Finally the tube was withdrawn. Jackie needed deparately to expel the water.

Raising her head, she opened her eyes. To her horror, a nurse pulled Jackie's diaper up and refastened it around her waist.

"Please don't", she pleaded desparately.

"Please don't what, baby?" the nurse asked with a smile.

"Please don't make me go in my diaper like a little baby," she begged. She looked as if she would burst into tears at any moment.

The humiliated girl turned desparately to Ms. Winters and her former colleagues, and begged them: "please let me use the bathroom. Please!"

"No," the directress interjected. "Use your diaper."

Fresh tears streamed down Jackie's face.

Ms. Winters remained silent, torturing the miserable girl with her reticence.

"The sooner you do it," she said, "the sooner you'll get cleaned up. If you insist on waiting another second, we will leave you here alone, and you'll have to sit in your own mess overnight."

Sobbing, Jackie emptied her bowels. For a seeming eternity, the humiliating stream flowed into the diaper, streaming between her thighs. Tears flowed freely down her face, as she released the degrading water before the gaze of Dave and Ms. Winters.

At last, the flow stopped. A rose scent permeated the room.

"Perfumed water for baby's delicate bottom," the directress said. "Officer, would you be so kind as to take the baby girl into the bathroom and clean her up?"

"Of course," he replied. Taking Jackie by the arm, he led her to the bathroom.

Jackie was stripped naked, wiped, and bathed by the man she had once slapped for fondling her bottom. She was then put in a fresh diaper and brought back into the front room. He had meticulously parted and cleaned her anus and vagina, using only a soapy finger, leaving her sore in both orifices.

To her further dismay, another diaper was laid across the changing table. Jackie was ordered to lie down on top of it. She sobbed as the diaper was brought up and fastened. Finally, her hands were once again restrained behind her back. To her horror, Dave assisted as she was placed in the crib.

She squirmed in the humiliating crib, trying to find a comfortable position.

Her former colleagues peered down at the embarrassed girl and grinned.

Later that morning, Ms. Winters came in with Charles the orderly. Motioning for him to check Jackie's diaper, the directress watched as he tried to place his hand between the humiliated girl's legs. Revitalized from her nap, Jackie rolled onto her stomach pinched her thighs together. She did no see him remove a syringe from his pocket and gave her an injection.

Jackie felt dizzy, but did not lose consciousness. She could barely move her arms and legs. When she tried to protest, she succeeded only in make an incomprehensible gurgling noise. Salvia drooled down her chin.

"If you don't cooperate, your wrists and ankles will have to be restrained," Ms. Winters admonished her. "As they were earlier this morning. And you will get an enema and sit in your mess for the entire day."

"No, please," Jackie tried to beg, drooling. "I'll be good." In her drugged condition, the words came out sounding like "I be goo."

Charles released her bound wrists and rolled her onto her back. Drawing her wrists over her head, he removed her skimpy cotton top. He then lifted her knees and spread her legs widely. He placed a hand on her crotch and felt the soft diaper.

"Nothing," he said.

"Give her the diuretic," Ms. Winters said.

The orderly gave Jackie a second injection. Seconds later, she felt her bladder release, filling her diaper with hot urine.

Waiting until the flow stopped, Charles lifted the mortified girl from her oversized crib and placed her on the examination table. Without bothering to unfasten the pins, he pulled off her diaper, leaving her totally naked.

When she tried instinctively to cover her nakedness with her hands, he grabbed her wrists and drew them back again.

"She'll have to be taught," Ms. Winters said. "Restrain her."

"No," Jackie protested through her drool. Ignoring her, Charles bound her wrists to the table and her ankles to the obstetric stirrups.

"Clean her up," the directress said. "Then give her an enema. Put her in a diaper and give her an I.V."

The orderly took his time washing the miserable girl, before administering inserting an enema tube in her anus and filling her rectum with a solution of water and salt. To her discomfort and alarm, he inserted an inflated rubber bulb in her sphincter to prevent her from releasing the enema. He then placed a diaper under her buttocks and loosely secured it around her waist.

Releasing her wrists and ankles, he lifted the humiliated girl and placed her on a plastic sheet that had been spread out on the floor. Rolling her onto her back, he drew her wrists and ankles together behind her back and tightly bound all four extremities together with surgical tubing. Hogtied and naked except for her flimsy diaper, Jackie lay helplessly with her face on the plastic sheet.

The nurse had brought in two I.V. bottles on a stand, which were placed next to the diapered patient. One needle was inserted into the artery of each arm and then taped in place.

The I.V. solutions worked rapidly, one filling her arteries with water, the other keeping her bladder in a permanent state of release. Within seconds, the fresh diaper began filling with Jackie's urine. Admiring his handiwork, the orderly deflated the rubber bulb and extracted it from her anus, pulling it through one of the openings in her diaper.

Jackie moaned as the solution flowed unobstructed from her rectum. In seconds, her diaper was completely soaked with urine and enema water, forming a pool on the plastic sheet. She heard the door close and began to cry.

Three hours later, the orderly returned to remove the I.V.s and release Jackie from her bonds. Her will had been completely shattered, and her only wishes were to cooperate, obey, and please. She was led into the bathroom where she was placed in the tub and bathed. With a soapy finger, he thoroughly washed her anus and sphincter, and then turned his attention to her vagina. When she was taken back to her nursery room, she noticed with relief that the plastic sheet and I.V. stands had been taken away.

Going limp like a rag doll, she let Charles place her on the changing table and part her thighs. He opened first her vagina, then her anus, expecting each orifice at great length. After probing her private parts with his finger, he inserted a rectal thermometer in her anus.

After a few minutes, he retracted it and noted the temperature on a clipboard. He then diapered her again and placed her on the floor.

Ms. Winters, who had apparently been watching through the observation window, walked in with a stern-looking nurse.

"Now, baby Jackie," the directress said. "Are you going to start behaving yourself?"

"Yes, oh, yes!" Jackie exclaimed, terrified of displeasing her guardian. "I will, I promise!"

"Good," Ms. Winters replied with a supercilious smirk. "However, because of your previous behavior, your apparel privileges have been revoked until further notice. You will wear only a diaper from now on, and nothing else. No babydoll gown, no plastic panties. You may eventually earn the right to wear these garments again some day. However, you will never, ever again be allowed to wear grown-up clothes."

Tears formed in the humiliated girl's eyes.

"You will always be what you are now, a little tiny baby, totally dependent on others. You will not dress yourself, or undress yourself. You are not allowed to touch your diaper at any time. Only someone else can put it on you or take it off. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Jackie whispered, blushing in shame.

"Yes what?

"Yes, I understand."

"From now on, you will address me as Mommy."

Jackie blushed, horrified. "Yes, Mommy, I understand," she said submissively.

"If you fail to behave, we will be forced to take more-- irreversible--measures. I am sure you would not want to be physically incapacitated."

Jackie gasped in horror. "I'll behave, I promise, Mommy. I'll be good."

Ms. Winters gestured to the nurse, who gave Jackie an injection. The diapered girl immediately became dizzy again.

"Come here, baby," the directress ordered.

With difficulty, Jackie stood up and staggered toward her guardian. As she did so, the loosely fastened diaper slipped down over her waist. Jackie started to grab at the flimsy garment as it descended to her knees, but then remembered she was forbidden from touching it herself. The drug made her lose her balance, and as the diaper dropped to her ankles, she went sprawling on the padded floor.

"Poor baby," Ms. Winters said with a laugh, as if addressing an infant. "Little tiny babies like you can't walk. Come, you must crawl."

"My--my--" Jackie sputtered, trying to speak through the saliva drooling down her chin. "My diaper."

Ms. Winters grasped her face by the chin and gazed into her eyes. "We will have to teach you how to speak. This is your di- di," she said, pointing to the diaper clinging to her ankles. "Say it."

"My di-di," Jackie replied obediently, blushing in shame.

"Yes. But we just changed you, so your di-di will just have to stay where it is. Now come, baby, it's time for your exercise. Crawl with Mommy."

Turning she held the door open and waited for Jackie to crawl out into the corridor. Naked except for the diaper wrapped around her ankles, she crept on her hands and knees like a baby at Ms. Winter's ankles, trying vainly to ignore the delighted stares of the other patients and staff.

Jackie was led through the entire hospital wing, down every corridor and through every waiting room. Returning to her nursery room, she let Charles pull up her diaper and lay her in her crib. She no longer protested or resisted in any way, even when he methodically stroked her clitoris through the flimsy diaper until she had a humiliating orgasm in full view of the orderly and nurses.

One of the nurses then showed her a baby bottle filled with a milky liquid. "This is your ba-ba," the nurse said with a laugh. "Say it."

"Ba-ba," Jackie replied, blushing.

"Whenever you are hungry, that's what you will say: ba-ba. Understand, little baby?"

"Yes," Jackie said.

The bottle went into her mouth, and she obediently suckled the nipple, genuinely hungry. The milky tasted strange, sweet and bitter at the same time, but she drank it greedily. She was also fed mashed carrots with a spoon. When Jackie had finished two jars, the nurse wiped Jackie's mouth with a baby towel and left the room.

Charles once again bound Jackie's wrists behind her back, and the pacifier went into her mouth. She was left alone again, wearing only her white cotton diaper with its three-inch pins. Now, even the degrading babydoll down and pink plastic panties seemed like an unattainable luxury. Ms. Winters had seemed ambiguous as to whether Jackie would ever again be able to wear even those garments. One thing, however, was perfectly plain: Jackie was to be a permanent, full-time baby for as long as Ms. Winters wanted her to.

That afternoon, the door opened and a guerney was wheeled into the nursery room by two orderlies. Jackie was lifted from her crib and placed on the guerney. She was then wheeled down a corridor into an examination room. She saw a man wearing a surgical mask and gown. A rubber mask was placed over her face and she immediately tasted ether. Within seconds, she was asleep.

She awoke in her crib, naked, with her wrists still bound. She had an odd, tingling sensation in her abdomen. In addition, there was an uncomfortable feeling in her sphincter, as if she needed urgently to go to the bathroom. As she became fully conscious, she realized an object of some kind was lodged in her rectum. Glancing between her legs, she saw a strip of adhesive tape stuck to her delicate skin, holding the unknown object in place. She sobbed softly to herself, feeling as helpless as a real baby.

After a while, Ms. Winters came in, again accompanied by Charles and the stern-looking nurse. Jackie was lifted from the crib and placed on her changing table. Immediately, she obediently lifted her knees and parted her thighs to be diapered. To her surprise, the nurse peeled off the adhesive tape and removed the object from Jackie's rectum. The embarrassed girl moaned with relief. She stared at the ceiling as Charles diapered her.

"As you will discover," Ms. Winters was saying, as the orderly fastened Jackie's diaper pins, "you are now permanently dependent on diapers. You had a very simple and relatively painless procedure this morning, which, in effect, has permanently removed all voluntary control over your bladder and sphincter. Anything you eat or drink will flow immediately from your urinary and digestive tracks into your diaper."

Jackie gapsed in horror and burst into sobs.

"Assuming, of course," the directress continued, with a malicious smirk, "you can manage to keep it on."

Jackie was given another injection and placed back in her crib, which was now lined with a plastic sheet. The nurse immediately stuffed the baby bottle in her mouth and began feeding her.

"Drink it all," Ms. Winters said, with a laugh. "Or would you rather that we feed you intravenously from now on?"

Sobbing and suckling at the same time, Jackie gulped down the strange-tasting milk. Ms. Winters had told the truth; before Jackie had even finished the bottle, urine began flowing into her diaper through her now-useless bladder. She even felt liquid trickling out through her sphincter

When the feeding was over, she lay whimpering like a baby in her crib, in her soiled diaper.

"Now, listen to me carefully, baby," Ms. Winters told her. "It is no longer necessary for your wrists to be restrained. You will find that your arms and hands are now extremely weak and uncoordinated. In fact, as weak as a baby's. Using an ultrasonic device, the surgeon disabled some of your nerves."

Jackie gasped in horror. She began sobbing hysterically.

"From now on, you would find it extremely difficult, if not impossible, even to dress or feed yourself. Nevertheless, I expect you to be an obedient little girl. If I allow the nurse to free your hands, are you going to behave yourself and not touch your diaper or try to cover yourself up?"

"Yes, Mommy," Jackie replied, tearfully. "I promise."

"And you will behave exactly like a baby, not interfering in any way, or trying to prevent anyone from touching you, or batheing you, or diapering you, or feeding you, or anything else that is done to you?"

"I promise, Mommy."

"Good. Because otherwise we will have to snip a few more nerves, and then you wouldn't be able even to masturbate or suck your thumb."

Jackie blushed, feeling humiliated and horrified at the same time. "I'll be good, Mommy."

The directress gestured to the nurse, who removed a pair of scissors from her pocket and snipped the plastic wrist restraints, freeing Jackie's hands.

"Now, sit up on your knees. I'm going to show you where to keep your hands," Ms. Winters said. "Put one thumb in your mouth and suck it."

Jackie obeyed, blushing. She found that what Ms. Winters had said was true. Her arm was incredibly weak, and it was only with great difficulty that she managed to stick her thumb in her mouth.

"Now, reach behind you with the other arm and stick your hand down your diaper."

Jackie did as she was told.

"Insert the middle finger into your anus as far as it will go."

With a sob, Jackie obeyed. She was now completely humiliated, wearing nothing but a loose diaper, sucking her thumb and holding her own finger in her rectum.

"That's the only way," Ms. Winters said, "you will be able to control your bowels." Smiling at her total, limitless control over the diapered, once-proud former police officer, she turned and walked out of the room, leaving Jackie crying and sucking her thumb.

Jackie's transformation was now complete. Even if, somehow, in the distant future, she did manage to get released from the institution, Jackie would be forever dependent on diapers. She would never be able to dress or feed herself. She would live in a permanent state of maximum humiliation, a helpless, whimpering baby the rest of her entire life.

Moreover, Jackie had resigned herself to her new life as a baby. Of course, she had no choice. She soon learned that her well-being was entirely dependent on her ability to please Ms. Winters, Charles, and the rest of the hospital staff. The more she behaved exactly like a toddler or infant, the easier her life became. She began to look forward not only to her diaper changes and feedings, but to her masturbation-induced orgasms at the hands of her caretakers and visitors. Her former colleagues visited often, bringing their friends to share their amusement. It no longer mattered whether she was humiliated or embarrassed to live as a baby, or have her diaper changed by strangers, or even to have orgasms in full view of anyone who happened to be watching. Ashley was destined to be a baby forever, so she would be the very best baby she could.