Title

The helpful Doctor assists her further

by TBLardmaster
Storyline Prison for Meta-Powered Women
Characters Black Widow
Category
Previous Chapter She debases herself still further

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"Miss Romanoff, what are we going to do with you", he said, shaking his head. "What can we do here?"

Panic-struck, the Black Widow pleaded anew; "It's - it's overflowing! Please help me!"

He strolled across the room unhurriedly. "You're a very lucky girl, you know; I can't believe I actually have another potty in here somewhere..." He knew exactly where it was, but rattled around behind her. "Ah, here we are..."

He threw it on the ground next to her, this far larger, years old and carrying numerous stains. The once-formidable Black Widow tried to lever herself from one to the other, but was too feeble, and too clumsy to succeed. Instead she managed only to lever herself up a few inches, and then crash backwards and downwards and speed, unable to sustain her awkward crouch. This upended her pot of shame as she thumped her sore behind onto the hard floor, sending most of it's content spiraling into the air. In a hideous split-second of lucidity, she realised it was coming straight towards her. She tried to move, but her dulled reflexes were far too inferior, and a moment later her torso was covered in her own filth. Stunned for a moment, she barely noticed the Doctor grabbing her by the armpits and hauling her onto the bigger potty. Her steady flow continued unabated.

"Now Miss Romanoff, we're clearly going to need to improve your diet as you clearly can't handle what you're currently eating", he remarked. "Less solids I think, and certainly more protein. Of course, with your motor skills, even eating is going to give you a substantial problem - your hands seem pretty much useless..."

An explosive blow-out interrupted his musings once again, this time so catastrophic that it's victim commenced a shuddering orgasm. The Black Widow howled in despair at her complete lack of control. But with it at least flow from her bowels and bladder seemed to finally start to slow.

"Right, Miss Romanoff, you do appear to be finally done." He considered for a moment while she blankly gaped into thin air, her mind not yet restored to her. Clearly we can't leave you in that condition". He filled a bucket with warm soapy water and a sponge, and proceeded to dab her down, clearing the filth away from her swollen chest and heaving belly as he did so. The once proud heroine never attempted to do anythin for herself but relished his touch. Then he changed the sodden sheets on the examination table, and again early lifted her onto it, wiping away everything down below as he did so. The Black Widow now only murmured in a combination of joy and deep shame.

"Now, that's better", he smiled, "It's almost like you didn't just cover yourself with your own crap!" The Black Widow's cheeks turned vermillion as he continued. "But clearly you are no longer even remotely able to control yourself. We need to give you some more protection..."

He proceeded to coat her pussy lips, anus, and whole groin area with liberal amounts a thick diaper rash cream. Unbeknownst to the Black Widow, it was designed not to soothe, but to bond with her system through her skin; it would very soon remove any last vestiges of personal control and act as a catalyst in her sphincter so that now every bowel movement she endured would come out firier than after the spiciest curry. And it adjusted the very constitution of her once-sanctified back passage, so that every millimetre of it was now made up of sensitive nerve endings. Any object intruding upon her now, and every time she now messed herself, she would automatically have a quivering orgasm that each time would take her longer and longer to recover from.

Her pussy was similarly sensitized, any sudden movement from her legs or torso would cause her sudden distraction, and any physical contact with it would make her pass out delirious within moments. 

 


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