A Space Trip Gone Wrong

GeraldRoss

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So, guys, I decided to try writing a story, based on some ideas I got and… well… I think I failed, mostly. What supposed to be my first short ABDL story became a rather lengthy, unfinished manuscript about space travel with elements of not so common (as I see them) fetishes and a small portion of (ab)DL content.
No idea, if you will like it or not – it may actually be too boring for some and too explicit for others. Anyway, I’d be grateful if you read it and told me your opinion. If you think it’s inappropriate for this site for any reason, feel free to delete it, but please, do tell me the reason for it.
Also, sorry if there are mistakes (and there probably are a lot of them).

Warning: may or may not contain explicit content. May or may not be breaking a some of the rules of story forum. As mentioned before, feel free to report or delete the story.




This story is a work of fiction and any similarities of characters, places etc. with reality are purely coincidental.
The story may or may not contain material, inappropriate for readers under 18 years old or a respective legal age in corresponding countries.
The author does not hold any responsibility for whatever actions a reader may take based on the content of this story.



A Space Trip Gone Wrong

Chapter 1

Emily sat down on her pilot seat and stretched. She’s just changed out of her bulky, uncomfortable anti-overload suit, having left the Earth’s gravity field behind and was now wearing loose pajama-like outfit, with her waist-long chestnut-colored hair tied in a high ponytail. Her spaceship that seemed so magnificent and powerful back on the launching track now looked pathetically tiny next to all the space hotels and intergalactic dreadnoughts that were drifting about lazily on the inner Earth orbit.
Still impressed by the size and glory of the ships around, Emily guided her own shuttle onto the outer, less crowded orbit and punched in the course. Interstellar engines came to life with a faint vibration – a feeling, which Emily loved above all else in the space travel. In a few moments her ship was already speeding towards the rim of the Solar system, slowly gathering speed, its engines ready to fire a pulse, that would, in matter of seconds, take Emily deep into space, to a galaxy far, far away and beyond, should she wished so.
Emily, a young, enthusiastic pilot in her early twenties, has shown considerable prowess in controlling all kinds of ships – from heavy unwieldy transports to swift racing pods – and has finally been entrusted with a long anticipated mission of establishing a trading agreement with a distant planet, located in a vast asteroid belt, that has only recently joined the Interstellar Community. Now, while the mission may sound rather important, Emily’s role in it was extremely small – she only had to deliver a hologram projector and ensure it worked properly. The rest would be done without her. Still, it was a great chance to enjoy the hospitality, usually offered only to high-ranking officials.
Having made a final check of all the ship’s systems, Emily rose from the seat and walked over to the living area. She quickly swallowed some food, without actually tasting it properly, checked her mail, while it was still possible and went to bed, hoping to be out of the interstellar warp zone when she wakes up.
Hell, not so fast, young lady!
A shrill alarm literally exploded into Emily’s ears, throwing her out of bed, making her, still half-asleep, race for the control panel. DESTINATION LOST, said the screen in large flashing red letters. “How is it even possible?!” thought the girl, noticing immediately after that all the dials and meters were going insane, showing impossible numbers or just spinning wildly around. The control systems still worked, though and Emily punched the a panoramic view button, opening the side, the floor and the ceiling shutters, allowing her to see in all directions through a perfectly clear reinforced glass panes.
What she saw made her freeze on the spot – right above her shuttle which, as she now realized, was stationary, loomed a giant dark shadow in the shape of an orb, only it looked like it was made of giant roots, all entwined firmly with each other. There were smaller orbs like that darting around the shuttle as well, flashing some kind of beams at it, almost as if scanning the Terran spaceship. Moments later a much more powerful, brighter beam shot itself from the giant mass of tangled roots towards the girl’s shuttle. The last thing Emily remembered was feeling, as if she was turning into a formless jelly and slowly evaporating into thin mist.

Chapter 2

Emily woke up. Or rather suddenly realized she knew she existed and felt most of what must have been her body. She didn’t open her eyes just yet, instead just savoring the fact that she had eyes. She then shifted her attention to other parts of herself and found that, for the most part, she was fine. Except she couldn’t move her limbs. The girl finally opened her eyes and looked at her right hand. It lay beside her head, tied down to some soft, greenish floor with what seemed like a thick, hard, but slightly springy pipe made of rubber or silicone or something similar. Same with her right hand. As far as she could see and feel, the condition of her feet was similar.
The next thing Emily knew, was that she had to pee. Badly. No knews there, though – she hasn’t been to a toilet after she woke up the last time and god knows how long it has been since then. “I should still be good for some time”, she thought. She hoped so, at least.
Having nothing better to do, Emily shifted her gaze towards her surroundings. Everything around her had a strange shade of green or brown to it. On closer inspection, it was revealed, that the girl lay in what seemed to be a small cell, made entirely of moss-covered tree trunks, that grew so close to each other, that they formed seamless and rather smooth surfaces – slightly wavy walls, a soft, smooth floor and an arched ceiling. All this smoothness wasn’t natural, it was clearly man-made, whatever it was. Especially thinking back towards the massive root ball, that the girl saw just before fainting. Emily has never seen anything like this, no space encyclopedia ever had any similar structure listed on its pages. This must be some unknown civilization the Interstellar Community have not yet found! “How exciting!”, she thought – “And to think I’ll be the first to contact them!”
Whoever “they” were, they didn’t let her stay alone with her thoughts much longer – a wall rustled open somewhere out of her sight, a shadow stepped onto the girl’s cell, threw something on the floor and made a series of clicking sounds, like a strange, oversized bird. Immediately Emily’s vision was obscured by some wide latex-like belt, that felt as if it was a living muscle, twisting and winding itself down from her eyes to the girl’s entire body, binding her now momentarily free arms to her sides, tying her legs tightly together so that she couldn’t move even if she tried very hard. She then felt rising off the floor, almost as if lifted by some magical force. But the “belt” restricting her movement was bulging and rolling its “muscles” underneath her, so that Emily assumed, it must be somehow responsible for lifting her off the ground.

Chapter 3

“They” carefully transported her along many irregular turns and twists, sometimes even briefly moving along vertical walls and making Emily extremely uncomfortable from the hanging upside-down due to blood flowing to her head or because of increasing bladder pressure in what was usually an normal, standing position for her. All this rather long trip Emily has been trying to talk to whoever was walking alongside her. She kept telling “them” her name and home planet and asking about “theirs” in return, but to no avail, as it seemed. Several individuals were making various clicking sounds around her and it seemed, the more she talked, the more definite and sharp those sounds became. She was already starting to hope they were understanding her, when she was brought to a stop, lowered on some very soft, cushion-like surface, into which she immediately sunk pretty deeply before being unbound.
As soon as the restricting belt slithered off her eyes, Emily was blinded by a strong pure-white light from overhead and couldn’t see a thing at first. When her eyes adapted to the light, she saw a shining orb hovering in the air high above her. The surface she lay upon was indeed a very soft ivory-white cushion, into which Emily’s body sunk so much, she could actually see about 20 centimeters of this cushion above her. It was like a dough, only warm, very light and… breathing?..
The clicking speech of the aliens continued around; it seemed, there were at least fifty of them, hidden from Emily’s view by the dough-like cushion she lay in. Then, suddenly, particularly sharp clicks could be heard and silence fell. More clicks and the Emily panicked, because she started sinking deeper into her cushion, but she only had time to gasp, before it closed over her mouth, briefly cutting off any air flow, making it impossible to breathe. But that lasted only a few moments – the girl was pushed up again, out of the dough, only now she found she was completely naked and her arms and legs were still inside the dough-like substance up to elbows and knees. She could still move them, but the substance, just like real dough back on Earth, was now sticky and stretchy and thick, making even moving a single finger a very slow and hard process. As if to compensate for this, the girl could now, for the first time, see her captors. In general, they had a more or less humane size and body shape, with only four limbs and even a head-like swelling in the right place. However, all the four limbs they were sporting had much more joints, than any creature of that size Emily has ever seen. These joints also seemed to be able to move in any direction and some of them had long, also jointed protrusions, which looked like fingers, except that their number varied greatly from just one to maybe about fifteen. If a human had similar system of limbs, he’d have had fingers growing not only on palms and feet, but also on shoulders, elbows, knees – almost everywhere.
The next difference from humans was that these aliens were extremely hairy. They were all covered with long, straight fur growing all over their bodies. The eyes or ears or mouths were nowhere to be seen, although it was logical to believe, they were hidden beneath the fur on the head-like swelling on top and in between the upper limbs of the creatures. The colors of the fur also varied, with most aliens being different shades of brown, but there were some with greyish, silver and pure white fur and one with a deep purple color of fur, too strange to be natural.
Of course, at that time Emily did not catch all those details. She was too frightened, scared out of her wits by everything, that was happening to her. She kept trying to talk to her captors, using soothing words and calm tones, as she was taught in the space academy, but that didn’t produce any effect. They either didn’t hear her or could not understand her. However, they were now staring intently at a silver-haired alien, who stood closest to the “cushion” Emily lay on. The alien clicked away like an old typewriter, probably speaking to all others. Then he turned towards Emily, extended his arm and pressed it against the side of the cushion. Something gurgled within it, the girl sank deeper into it and felt, with horror, that some liquid was flowing into the hollow she now was in. Her horror reached its peak when she realized, that the liquid, which was of a yellowish tint, was getting quickly absorbed by her body. But this quickly ended, the cushion pushed her up once again, without releasing its hold on Emily’s limbs and a yellow mist started rising from her body. It then formed into a complex, multilayered 3D model of the girl’s organism, complete with the contents of her bowels and now-almost-bursting bladder. It even showed the blood flow and what seemed like Emily’s brain activity. And, needless to say, the model immediately copied any movement the girl made.

Chapter 4

“Interesting technology you have here” – made Emily another feeble attempt to make contact. “Never seen anything like this!”
In fact, she was now talking at the same time as the silver-haired alien, who pointed with his long fingers various parts on the 3D model, seeming to be particularly interested in Emily’s mouth.
“I wonder if we’ll ever be able to understand each other” – Emily was saying, when two dark-grey creatures approached her cushion.
“Oh, do you want someth…eeeeh” she was abruptly grabbed by one of them by her lower jaw and had to stop speaking. The hold of the alien’s soft, almost silky fingers was harder than iron. The other one produced a thin thread, on the end of which hung some tiny orb, like a pearl. The alien clicked something to the orb and suddenly it had tiny legs and dropped from the thread directly into Emily’s mouth. She tried to close it or move her head, but the first alien held her tightly, as she felt the foreign object land into her mouth and scuttled onto her tongue. The next moment a piercing pain shot through the girl’s entire mouth, she shrieked sharply and jerked her head out of the weakening grip of the alien, but it was already too late – the orb, or whatever it was, has already firmly embedded itself into Emily’s tongue and was injecting her with something. The girl felt pain go away as cold numbness spread all across her tongue and into the rest of her mouth. She tried speaking, but could now only produce feeble sounds from her throat – “Aaaah… Eeeeeehhh… Aaeeiiaaahh…”
So they silenced her… She’s been talking too much… At first Emily felt frustrated. Then had a fleeting thought that she could still shriek, but quickly decided against it, thinking that they can always do the same to her vocal cords, as they did to her tongue, rendering her totally mute. And she wanted to have at least some freedom of will, if she’s going to be their plaything.
But it was only a beginning. The alien with a silver fur and some of the greys were now tracing the veins and nerves of the 3D model. After a while they finally focused their attention on the brain and the Silver dispatched some greys to do something to Emily again. This time they crowded around her bedhead, if such term can be used, and started prodding the cushion she lay upon with their long fingers. Long black slimy things rose from it around her head and with slurping sounds attached themselves first to Emily’s forehead, then to the rest of her head. Some clung to her spine as well. For a moment the girl felt slight dizziness, all her body seemed to momentarily relax. It was almost as if she completely lost all control over her own body for a fleeting moment. And then something strange happened.
Her dough-like cushion suddenly shuddered and writhed, almost as if in pain, immense clicking broke out all around, grey-furred aliens rushed towards Emily’s bed, gathering somewhere around her midriff area… It was only moments later, that she realized she let go of her bladder and was actually peeing, right there, lying naked in front of all these alien creatures! “They must have done something to my nervous system, these long black things on my head!” she thought frantically, trying desperately to stop the powerful flow of pee. At last she succeeded. Her bladder did feel somewhat less full, but it certainly was far from being empty. So it wasn’t for long that she lost control, then… This didn’t change anything, though. She hadn’t had accidents since childhood and it was extremely humiliating to have one in general, not to mention doing it in front of so many… err… creatures.
But it appeared, that the source of commotion was not her immature act – it seemed, that her accident has somehow damaged the cushion she lay on, as it was now very hot and shaking violently, like an animal in fever. Emily could not see, what was going on there, but the aliens certainly were severely shocked at what had happened. While the small mob was continuing to click and clatter around her, three grey aliens busied themselves with the black “worms” clinging to the girl’s head, unceremoniously ripping them off, although without causing Emily much discomfort. After finishing that, they shooed others away and lifted Emily off the still hot and shuddering cushion, which has released the girl’s arms and legs now.
Frightened, but still very much interested in the occurring events, Emily twisted her head so she could see what was happening underneath her, as grey-haired aliens held her over the cushion. As she watched, she saw it shrink in size and slowly retract, as if deflating, into the floor. The girl couldn’t help noticing a darker stain, almost a burn, where her pee must have leaked. Almost as soon as the cushion disappeared, another one sprouted from the same place. This one was light blue in color, but was otherwise, as Emily found out after being lowered on her new “bed”, exactly the same as the first one. The moment alien hands holding Emily let go of her, she blue cushion secured her arms and legs the same way as before. Again someone started prodding the dough near the girl’s head and the same black long leech-like tubes rose from the depth of the “bed”. But this time they didn’t immediately attach themselves to her head. All the aliens seemed to be waiting for something as well. Quite soon, there came an alien, holding a bubble of jelly in its hands. The bubble was passed to the Silver, who stayed beside Emily all this time. The Silver, then, walked towards the girl’s bed and, carefully consulting the 3D hologram model of her body, placed something cold and slimy he produced from inside the bubble onto either side of Emily’s lower belly. Despite anxiety and fear, Emily could do nothing. She tried feeling her body, but couldn’t feel anything special, except fast breathing and frantic heartbeats.
Then the Silver made a series of sharp clicks and… “Aaaeeeeeiiiieeeeh!..” screamed Emily. An excruciating pain shot through the girl’s body – it was a miracle she managed to stay conscious at that moment – the could feel something under those two slimy objects burrowing deep inside her lower abdomen, causing terrible pain with each passing second. “What are they doing?! What are they going to do to me?!” she kept thinking through painful waves, spreading all over her, almost swallowing her whole… Suddenly, the pain stopped. Not like when they had her silenced, with a numbing coolness (which she could still feel on her tongue), but was simply gone as suddenly as it started. Instead she felt two tiny electric-like stings somewhere deep inside herself, in the vicinity of the bladder. The girl strained to look at the model hologram and saw, that there were two fine tree-like structures embedded into her now, both starting from the surface of her skin, both entangling themselves around her still very full bladder.
“Are they going to numb my bladder too?” she thought. “But what for? I’m no expert, but wouldn’t that just repeat what happened before?”
Oh, you’ve never been so wrong yet, child.
The Silver, who did all that now tapped the two tiny blueish bulbs on Emily’s lower belly. At first nothing happened. And then… Then came a shock, both electrical and otherwise, as Emily’s bladder shuddered momentarily, painfully contracting, but unable to empty because of yet even more powerfully contracted sphincters, stimulated by a rush of low-voltage but strong and steady electric current. Numbing her bladder wasn’t the alien’s plan, no. They, for a reason known to them only, meant to prevent her from releasing her hold on it. No matter how she tried, no matter how she strained, she could not let go and only brought more pain onto herself. And so she knew, that she’ll be forced to hold it until the now-constant electric buzzing in her bladder sphincters stopped or until she died being unable to pee in this strange place filled with strange creatures.

Chapter 5

The creatures, however, were once again busy at work. For the second time Emily felt her body (well, most part of it) relax for a moment, as leech-tubes connected to her head and spine. Several silver and white haired aliens walked forward and pulled, from within the blue “bed” identical leech-tubes, attaching them to their own heads. And then it started – images flashed before Emily’s eyes. Images of places she’s been to, of things she’s done, of people she’s met. Familiar smells filled her nostrils and with her numb, unfeeling mouth she could even taste, although very lightly, the tastes she remembered so well… “They must be watching my memories of Earth” Emily thought. This was indeed so. However, the hairy aliens did not seem interested in technology or armaments of her home planet – these memories flashed by barely letting the girl realize what she was remembering. Others, though, lingered long and strong. They all depicted some information of the work of human body. Memories of visiting a restroom, an anatomy lesson back at school, sex education lessons (to which the aliens seemed to pay close attention), the first time Emily touched herself and the feelings and emotions of the climax flooding her again, overwhelming, threatening to knock her out… The girl did not know how long this weird cinema went on – after a while she lost track of things and just lay there, like a broken doll. She came to her senses, when they, once more, started removing the leech-tubes from her head. Other aliens busied themselves with the girl’s 3D model, that was still floating above her. They were excitedly chattering, jabbing their fingers at the model and at her own body. She did not yet know, what they have prepared for her, but she was sure it would not be pleasant. And she was right in this one.

***

There came black-furred aliens, bearing variously colored bubbles, which they placed beside Emily upon her cushion. The bubbles immediately got absorbed into the cushion, the girl could feel something brewing inside it. She braced, preparing for more pain, but instead there came something, which Emily did not anticipate.
Tubes of different colors rose out of her cushion and attached themselves to her body. Thinner tubes pinned themselves all over her skin, others, that were thicker and darker in color… Oh, god!.. One fell upon her mouth and squirming like a living worm, forced it’s way deep down Emily’s throat. She’d have choked if she could, but somehow, this was impossible. The tube came to rest somewhere in her gullet, leaving the trachea untouched and free, thankfully. “At least they seem to realize how my body works”, she thought. “Maybe our anatomy is not that… Oh!” – Emily’s thoughts were interrupted as something soft and slimy made it’s way into her private parts. “Are they going to?… Don’t tell me this is going to be my first!…” – she screamed inside her head, but before she could finish her though, the thing stopped moving somewhere just before Emily’s hymen. Another shock, as a similarly slimy worm made its way into the girl’s backside entrance. This time, though, it went much, much further and she watched in awe as it’s outline moved through her intestines on the 3D model, feeling, at the same time the same strong, muscular movements deep within her own body. The “worm”, or whatever it was, quickly came to a stop and went slowly sliding backwards, until only a small part of it remained within Emily’s bottom.
The aliens watched all this intently and as all tubes stopped moving, started pushing at Emily’s “bed”. And soon she found out why.
The first to move again was the tube in Emily’s rear – the girl’s eyes widened as some frothing substance was pushed, with pressure, into her. Within seconds her belly expanded incredibly, hurting like it was about to burst, but the flow went on. She could swear it passed all through the intestines, surged into her stomach and was now steadily flowing into her gullet, where another tube was lodged. Suddenly the flow stopped, but instead, the throat tube pulsed once and released a torrent of what seemed to be air, pushing all the liquid from Emily’s insides outward. It was a unique feeling and although, thanks to the worm-tube in her bottom, did not feel much of what was coming out, the sensation of frothing solution rushing out of her intestines was so intense, that the girl was lost in feeling and pleasure and shamefully climaxed right there, curving her body, making small sounds (that were the best she was capable of at that moment). This produced another commotion among the aliens. As soon as the air torrent within Emily stopped, they rushed towards her bed and started pushing at it again. This time the tube, connecting to Emily’s private parts twitched and she could feel some kind of gel flowing slowly inside her. There was no pressure, no pain – just a very familiar cool sensation, similar to that, which enveloped her tongue. The gel flowed into the girl’s uterus, filling it up, numbing it, removing all feeling. The final sensation was that of a tube withdrawing and then all the perception down there was gone.
“Why are they doing this?”, Emily wondered with strange calmness. “Have they found her climax dangerous somehow? Have they, perhaps, felt all the same she had felt, remembering her first session with herself and decided it was not good?” She could only guess.
But the work continued. This time the tube in Emily’s throat pulsed and a cascade of some liquid mush flowed right down into her stomach. It did not last long, but long enough to make her feel uncomfortably full, after which the tube thinned and withdrew.
At the same time the girl felt someone working about her anus and, straining, saw the Silver from before, who seemed to be running his fingers about her anal sphincter. But then, for the third time now, pain shocked the girl as something bit into the sensitive skin right at the sphincter. This was too much for poor Emily as she fainted and did not know, what was done to her until several hours later, when she woke up back in her original cell…

Chapter 6

Waking up was a pain. Literally. Emily woke with a start because of a twinge in her bladder and realized, that it was still very full, spasming and buzzing with electric current. The next thing she realized was that she was being lowered onto the soft mossy floor. As a restricting belt fell off, freeing her limbs and eyes, the girl saw two grey aliens beside her. One was holding a large wad of some soft-looking plants. Both creatures seemed completely uninterested in Emily. One walked over to a wall on her left side and started tapping it with some rhythm. The other stayed where he was, almost absolutely motionless.
Emily used the chance to find out, what they did to her, while she was out and check on her already known installments. First, she tried to speak and failed. Touching her limp tongue with her fingers revealed there was a slight, metal-cold swelling in the center of her tongue, fused perfectly with her own flesh. Next Emily moved her hands down and found, by touch, two similar swellings on her lower belly. Carefully pressing on them left her with a strange sensation of springs moving around her bladder. But no pain came. Then the girl cautiously, glancing at both aliens, slid her hand between her thighs… and froze with shock. There was nothing there. Not only were her pubic hair gone, but her private parts also seemed displaced! She could not feel anything, no matter how she rubbed or scratched, neither on the inside, nor on the outside. A more careful, scrupulous search showed, however, that this was not entirely true – they were just covered with a layer of soft, but springy, almost rubber material, clinging so strongly to her skin, that it was almost impossible to discern it from the skin. A tiny hole was present in the material. This somewhat reassured Emily, because that meant the aliens knew she had to relieve her bladder in order to function. And so she shifted her attention to her backside entrance. With slight fear, she probed around her sphincter, but could not find anything out of ordinary. Except that it felt a bit swelled up. She tried clenching or unclenching it, but nothing happened. Her own muscles did move, she could feel that, but the sphincter stayed stone-shut. “What have they done to me? Why?!” thought Emily desperately as she placed her hands on her chest. And jerked them away with fright – her breasts, young, plump sensitive breasts had no feeling to them at all! They seemed to be compressed down to her body and lacked absolutely any sensation! She looked down and saw a sky-colored tint to them and a latex-like glint. Whatever covered her breasts seemed like a strong, compressing film, that contoured Emily’s curves perfectly and, at the same time prevented her from feeling anything in that region.
She desperately tried to determine, what else had been done to her, but could not find anything. Meanwhile, the alien finished tapping on the wall and clicked something to the other one, who was holding a grass wad. Immediately, the wad was thrown over Emily’s lower abdomen. She thought it was to cover her up, but, as if following the aliens’ clicky instructions, the wad wound itself tightly, enveloping Emily’s nether region and tummy up to her navel. The aliens left immediately after.
The girl lay for some time, motionless, then moved her hand down, to touch her new installment. It was soft, softer yet on the inside (where she could not get here hand, as the grasses or whatever it was stuck tightly to her skin). It resembled high-waist underwear on Earth, only was much, much thicker, making it impossible for Emily to properly close her legs. It was almost as if a… a diaper, remembered she the proper word. Why would she need it, though? Aren’t they restricting her ability to relieve herself?
The answer came shortly after – suddenly the electric buzzing around her bladder stopped and Emily realized she could now control bladder function. She had to go, desperately and she was able to do it now.
But why a diaper? Why not just let her use a toilet or something? The girl decided to leave these questions for later and struggled clumsily to her feet, hindered by her thick garment. “It would make walking a challenge”, she thought. Next she tried peeing, but nothing happened. It was much harder to release into her “clothes” than in a proper toilet, she realized.
It took her several minutes before Emily finally succeeded in relaxing enough to start the flow, but… The odds were clearly against her. As soon as a few drops of pee escaped her bladder, a slight electric shock shook her body and her bladder was once again locked in a frustrating buzzing sensation, still bursting with pee…

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Intermediate Epilogue

Over the next passing days Emily, through trial and error, learned the ropes of life in her cell. The main problem for her was peeing. The devices, paralyzing her bladder, seemed to turn off at random times for random intervals of time. It could be off several times for just a few seconds over a span of a minute or could stay off up to a half an hour. At first Emily found it difficult to adapt to the whims of the strange devices, but as time went, it became more and more normal for her to let go whenever the electric shocking stopped. She learned to do it in almost any position, but waking up was still a pain – in the “morning” Emily’s bladder was full and sore and she usually had to wait for quite a long time, before the devices would let her relieve herself.
Doing it in her “diaper” was not very pleasant at first, but soon she found the feeling of warmth spreading all over its inside part, thirsty, inflating as it absorbed the pee, rather soothing and relaxing.
Then there was also a matter of going number two. The girl though, that whatever sealed her anal sphincter would release its hold similarly to the two bladder electrocuters and dreaded such moment, but she was wrong. Only by accident she found out how the thing worked. A platform, on which one could sit protruded out of one wall, connected to the floor. Once Emily, tired of lying down or walking about, sat down on that platform and was surprised, when her arms and legs were bound with straps of living muscles so that she couldn’t move. Her “diaper”, normally a sealed bundle, fell apart, returning to an original state of a wad of grass. It then retracted into the seat beneath her, but instead of being wrapped up into another grass bundle, as Emily expected by that time, she felt a familiar tube penetrate her now loosened rear sphincter. At the same time another equally familiar tube descended from the ceiling and shot into the girl’s mouth, stopping, as before, somewhere in the middle of her gullet. She thought she’d be filled up with something, like last time, and was quite right. But before it happened, a familiar cool, numbing sensation passed from the rear tube into the depth of Emily’s intestines, blacking out anything she might have felt. Then she saw her tummy distend before her eyes, contract once again, the only feeling being the almost bursting skin on her belly, and a flow of mush started from her mouth tube, again, directly into her stomach. The same uncomfortable fullness followed, after which both tubes retracted and the alien grasses, once again, bound themselves tightly, seamlessly, around her, forming a new “diaper”. That way Emily, at once, found out the way they were going to feed her, dispose of her solid (or maybe not so solid, considering what she’s been fed with) waste and to change her “diapers”. She decided not to do it too often though, because all she had to go through was rather unpleasant. A nice surprise, for a change, was that the numbing sensation of her intestines wore off after a short amount of time.
That way Emily lived for a while in her solitary cell, mostly sleeping, rarely doing gymnastics to keep herself at least a bit fit. she could not say, how much time passed since her initial capture, but she knew, than no one has yet realized, that something has gone wrong neither on Earth nor on the receiving planet. so she could only wait.
 

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There is nothing against the rules about this story, at least not yet, but I have to say it is probably the strangest story I've read on here. That's neither good nor bad. It's certainly imaginative. Grammar note: you tend to overuse commas...a lot. :)
 

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There is nothing against the rules about this story, at least not yet, but I have to say it is probably the strangest story I've read on here. That's neither good nor bad. It's certainly imaginative. Grammar note: you tend to overuse commas...a lot. :)
It's good it's still within the rules boundaries. I wasn't sure about that one at all after checking the said rules.
As for commas — that's because of my native language; I know something must be done about their excessive usage. Can't help it, though.

And one more thing. I now it IS strange, I even think I know the answer to my next question, but I have to ask. Could you tell, what is it that you found strange in this story? It's important for me if I'm going to write the next part.
 

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What's strange? Maybe fur-covered apparently tree-based organisms with strange invasive worm tubes and other bizarrely inventive and disturbing elements? What isn't strange here?
 
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