Brown Ocean WIP Preview

I decided to celebrate the announcement/release of the Stone Ocean anime this year in the only way I know how: by writing about all the girls shitting themselves. 

After a bathroom stabbing incident, the Green Dolphin Street Prison institutes a new policy requiring the inmates of the women's ward to wear diapers in lieu of using the toilet. Very few of the prisoners are happy about this, Jolyne Cujoh especially. She and Ermes formulate a plan to put a stop to it, but the solution might end up being pretty stinky as well.

Contains diapers and messing

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"All prisoners in the women's ward, report to the courtyard immediately. I repeat, all prisoners in the women's ward, report to the courtyard immediately," came the voice from the Green Dolphin Street Prison's loudspeakers. 

    Jolyne Cujoh grumbled as she dismounted from the top bunk, resentfully dressing herself before the security guard came by to unlock the cell door. "I wonder what they want with us," her cellmate Gwess said, who was currently on the friendlier end of her rapidly swinging mood. 

    "Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not good," Jolyne said as the two of them were escorted to the courtyard. She wasn't thrilled about being woken up early, especially not for what would certainly be some kind of punishment or curtailment of the meager privileges her and the other prisoners were allowed.

    That seemed to be what most of the prisoners were expecting, as the courtyard was packed tightly with every last inmate from the women's ward and enough guards to subdue them all and then some. Standing atop a dais at the center of the courtyard was Loccobarocco, the crocodile puppet on his hand indicating that he had something to say. 

    "Attention!" he said. "Quiet!" 'Charlotte' the puppet added with a screech, which instantly put an end to the scattered chatter between the inmates. "Due to several incidents involving the toilets that have taken place in the women's ward, including but not limited to concealing weapons, drugs, and other illegal items inside of toilets, and one instance in which a security guard was stabbed by a prisoner as he escorted her to the lavatory, the bathroom access of the inmates of the women's ward will be greatly restricted."

    "What's that supposed to mean!?" came one unhappy voice from the crowd.

    "All of the toilets within your cells will be removed," Loccobarocco continued. "And all of the bathrooms will be for staff only and will require a security key to access."

    "Then where the hell am I supposed to shit!?" said another heckler. 

    Charlotte was the one to speak this time. "Diapers will be provided for all female inmates," she said.

    Immediately the crowd began to stir. Over the chaotic chatter and frustrated shouts a few key phrases could be heard. 

    "Are they serious!?"

    "Is this some kind of joke!?"

    Jolyne gritted her teeth. Even they wouldn't try something like this, right?"

    "Settle down, settle down," Loccobarocco said so Charlotte could continue talking. "You will be provided with the most high quality, high capacity women's adult disposable diapers. Each inmate will be given five at the start of each week, and will be allowed one change each day."

    "Wait, change!?" came one voice from the crowd, which Jolyne recognized as belonging to Ermes, one of the few friends she had in this 'stone ocean' she was imprisoned in. 

    "Yes. Inmates will be forbidden from changing themselves and must request a change from one of the prison guards when needed. A single 'changing token' will be provided alongside your meal in the dining hall, which can be exchanged for a single-"

    "Hey, fuck you! I'm not shitting in a diaper like a baby!" said one inmate as she hurled a water bottle at the chief which unfortunately went wide and sailed over his shoulder before she was dragged away.

    "Extra diapers and changing tokens will be provided for good behavior," Loccobarocco added, as though that would quell the roar of frustration that rose from the crowd beneath him. "And of course, your supply of either can be reduced for rule violations."

    "Remember, no amount of good behavior will allow your toilet privileges to be restored while these measures are in effect," Charlotte chimed in. "If you want your butt to touch porcelain again you'll have to wait until you're back on the outside!"

    "Thank you, Charlotte," Loccobarocco said before he stepped down and was escorted back inside by a phalanx of guards.

    Meanwhile, the crowd was more restless than ever, justifiably upset that they were being stripped of even the most basic right to use a toilet.

    "I can't believe this..." Jolyne muttered to herself. "This has nothing to do with security. They just want to humiliate us."

    "Alright, alright, get back to your cells," said one surly female guard as she nudged the prisoners back inside.

    "Yeah, your wittle diapees will be waiting there for you," added another guard as the two broke out into laughter.

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    Once Jolyne returned to her cell, she was indeed greeted by two packages of adult diapers, and a sealed-over concrete hole where the toilet had once been.

    "This is ridiculous," Jolyne said, pressing her hands against the package in disbelief, and feeling the puffy garments within crunch and crinkle beneath her fingertips. This package even had "Jolyne Cujoh" written on the side, presumably to avoid mix-ups. The one with Gwess's name seemed to be untouched. She wondered where her cellmate was, but she made sure to leave her package completely undisturbed, lest her mood turn sour.

     "Well, whatever," Jolyne said. She didn't feel any urge to go at the moment, and she sure as hell wasn't going to use one of these things unless she absolutely had to. There was another bodily function she needed to tend to: she was absolutely starving, and perfect timing, as the dining hall had just opened up too.

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    The dining hall was in a bit of disarray, although it wasn't nearly as chaotic as Jolyne might've expected. Some of the inmates were berating the guards, or even picking physical fights with them, but the rest seemed to be going about their business as usual. It seemed that many of them had gone down the same route as Jolyne, and opted to avoid using the undergarments they'd been provided until it was absolutely necessary. She saw others receiving their changing tokens alongside their meals, as if to say "this is going to go right through you, you're going to need this."

    Others had already donned their puffy new underwear-Jolyne could tell by the bulky bulges beneath their pants, or the not-so-subtle crinkle their bottoms emitted whenever they sat down. Same chose to go completely bottomless save for their padding, giving Jolyne her first look at the puffy garments she'd soon be required to wear herself. One apparently very confused inmate was wearing her diaper over her pants. Jolyne hoped she would have everything sorted out before things got too messy for her.

    Speaking of messy, Jolyne wasn't sure, but she spotted a few particularly lumpy bulges in the seat of one woman's diaper, and caught a few whiffs of a foul odor that seemed to suggest that she'd already used it-but then again, it was hard to tell the difference between that and the smell of the prison food.

    With a sigh, Jolyne made her way up to the counter, where the usual pile of barely-edible slop was splattered onto her tray, only this time a shiny silver-dollar sized coin was placed beside it. This must've been the 'changing tokens' the chief had referred to before, and Jolyne took some time to examine it as she sat herself at a nearby table.

    Emblazoned on the coin was an image of Charlotte, the warden's puppet (only now she had something below the waist, of course) looking up at her with a grin and a wink with a diaper around her waist that was apparently quite heavily used, if all the little lumps and stink lines emanating from it were any indication. On the top was text that read "One (1) Good Girl Point" and on the bottom it said "Redeemable for One Diaper Change."

    Jolyne rolled her eyes. Somehow she liked Green Dolphin even less as an adult daycare than she did as a prison. At least being hardened criminals meant they were treated with some degree of begrudging respect, and Jolyne wondered if that was their intention with this new policy, to completely humiliate and embarrass them to aide in their 'rehabilitation.' Well, she wasn't going to stand for it. There had to be something her and the small group of allies she'd managed to assemble could do about this, and as if on cue, Jolyne spotted Ermes through the cafeteria crowd. 

    "Hey, Ermes, over here!" Jolyne said, waving her friend over. Ermes gladly sat herself across from Jolyne, unable to keep herself from smiling warmly. It was nice to have a reminder that, despite the chaotic day everyone had been having, some things were still the same, and that there was still some light to be had. 

    "So, I guess they're really serious about this no bathrooms thing, huh," Jolyne said, spooning a glob of her lunch into her mouth. "I'm just amazed that it all happened so quickly. They must have been planning this for months for them to seal up all the toilets so fast."

    "I know," Ermes said with a scowl. "Like everything they were already doing to us wasn't enough. I have a plan for how to put a stop to all of this, but I can't talk about it now. Meet me later in the library, we can discuss it there."

    Jolyne cocked her head curiously. "Why can't you just tell me it now?"

    "There are too many guards around here," Ermes said. "They might hear us. And, well..." a bright pink blush spread across Ermes's cheeks. "...The truth is......How do I say this...I might.....I might already need a change," Ermes said, standing up from her seat with a squish and waddling her way out of the dining hall, leaving trail of stink in the wake of her bulky bulging butt.

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    Jolyne's trip back to her cell was relatively uneventful. "I wonder how Gwess is dealing with all this," Jolyne muttered to herself. Between this weird situation and her cellmate's weird personality, she had a hard time imaging how she would react.

    She wouldn't have to wait much longer to find out, as she turned the corner and spotted Gwess through the bars of her cell. Gwess was caressing her own bulky padded crotch, which appeared considerably thicker than anything Jolyne had seen the other women wearing. At first she thought that Gwess had just messed herself, but it wasn't just bulging in the back, the fluffy white padding jutted out a good few inches in every direction. It wasn't until Joylne got closer that finally realized what the reason for this was. Gwess was wearing not one, but several diapers at once, all layered on top of one another and adding up to an unbelievably thick nappy that forced her legs wide apart. 

    "I just love my huge diapers so much~" Gwess cooed as she sunk her hands into her profoundly poofy padding, feeling the material crunch and crinkle beneath her fingers like a pile of leaves. "You have no idea what you're missing Jolyne! They feel so soft and coo~zy!~"

    Jolyne glanced over at the pack of diapers Gwess had been provided, and saw that it had been torn open. Then she looked over at the one that was supposed to be for her and saw that they had been ripped open as well. And Gwess did look like she was wearing about ten diapers at once. 

    "Hey, what the hell!" Jolyne said, pushing Gwess up against the wall, or at least trying to. With the massive cushion of diaper fluff sticking out from her rear end, she could only get so close.

    "Oh, I'm sorry!" Gwess said. "I heard you talking this morning about how you didn't want to wear them, so I thought you wouldn't mind if I took yours."

    "I don't want to wear them!" Jolyne snarled. "But I'm not allowed to take a dump if I don't!"

    "I saved one for you just in case," Gwess said, gesturing over to a lone diaper sitting in the wreckage of Jolyne's package. "I'm sorry Jolyne. I hope we can still be best friends."

    With a scowl, Jolyne begrudgingly let go of Gwess's collar. She couldn't believe she was going through all this trouble just for the privilege of shitting herself like a baby. 

    "There's no way one diaper is going to last me for an entire week," she said, picking up the diaper and stretching it out in her hands. 

    "You're right, I remember you had to use the bathroom all the time-" Gwess chimed in. 

    "Hey, this shitty prison food goes right through me, okay!" Jolyne said, looking in disbelief at the puffy white garment. Was she really going to do this? She remembered what Ermes had said about her plan. If she could manage to put a stop to this quickly enough, maybe she wouldn't have to wear one after all. Speaking of Ermes, she figured it was about time to meet her in the library.

    "Ugh..." Jolyne felt a sharp pinch in her bowels as her intestines let out a low rumble. She thought about it for another moment, before resignedly tucking the diaper into her pocket and heading off for the library.