Published: September 2nd 2021, 2:00:05 pm
This is probably not going to be as long as my other CYOAs (though, I said that about The Other Side, and it wound up being only a few pages shorter than the original Twins story) but I thought it was a fun idea that could work well in this format, even if it doesn't last for too terribly long.
"Excuse me," the nurse cleared her throat. "You're not supposed to be in here, young... Oh, sorry!"
Beatrix blushed and turned, feeling sheepish as she stared up at her co-worker. Part of it had been the mistaken identity, of course - she was petite enough that it was far from the first time that had happened - but most of it was because of what she was planning to do today. "I-It's fine," she shook her head.
"It's your haircut!" the other nurse, Bea stealing a glance at her nametag to remind herself that she'd been right, and this was Tahlia. "It looks great, I just didn't recognize you with it!"
Bea couldn't help smiling, running her hand through her hair. "You think so?" She hadn't been convinced, after getting a look at herself in the mirror afterwards, though it had been growing on her, thanks to compliments like that. "A-Anyway, there's really no need to apologize... We don't even see each other that often, so I'm not offended."
"That's good," Tahlia said. "Why are you here so early? It isn't shift change time yet, is it?"
That was generally the only time they'd see one another, in passing as Bea arrived, and Tahlia was getting ready to leave. "No, not yet, sorry," Beatrix shrugged. "I-I was having car troubles, so this is when my boyfriend could drop me off."
Bea could have sworn she saw Tahlia's eyes narrow slightly, and she started to squirm and sweat in response. She'd never been good at lying, and, while that one had been innocent enough, it was connected to something much bigger, and if Tahlia began to pick away at this deception, what if she uncovered everything else?!
"I'm sorry," Tahlia told her after a moment. "That's the worst... I hope it isn't too expensive to get fixed."
A relieved smile spread across Beatrix's face. "I don't think it will be!" she chirped. Fortunately, their limited interaction with one another meant that Tahlia, probably, had no clue what her car looked like, wouldn't think anything of it if she happened to spot it in the parking lot when she left, after her shift really was over. "It's not so bad... I have a book, and I figured I would hole up in here and read until it's time to get my scrubs on and get to work."
"Good plan," Tahlia approved. "Well, have fun. I better get back to it."
Bea waved, taking a few steps towards one of the big, comfy chairs in the nurse's lounge, reaching into her purse. She had brought a book, just in case, although, by the time she had fished it out, Tahlia was gone.
She set the book back at the top of her purse, wondering why she hadn't done that to begin with. If all went well, she might even have a chance to read it after all, to make her cover story less of a lie... But she had something she had to take care of first.
She couldn't believe she was about to do this; she didn't have to, of course, since she hadn't started her plan yet, other than showing up early. She could plop down in the chair, take her book back out, and kill some time before her shift... But she knew this was what her boyfriend wanted for his birthday, and if she was going to get it for him, it had to be now. She was typically so busy while she was working that there wouldn't be time to get it and bring it back to the lounge to hide it, and by the time her shift was over, there would be a lot more people milling around the hospital, making her task that much harder.
Chester hadn't asked her to do it, not really... There had been some hints, however, some signs that, at the very least, he was curious about it. Bea had been apprehensive when he'd finally come clean to her and told her about his diaper fetish, but she was open-minded enough that she was willing to accept it. Some of the diapers in his collection were pretty cute, too, and she couldn't deny that he was kind of adorable in them.
She was lucky not to have to change many diapers at work, though it did happen now and then... Often enough that it wasn't something she wanted to do on a regular basis at home, too. Thankfully, Chester understood that, and didn't pressure her into it, even if it was obvious he would like it.
So, for his birthday, that was what she was going to do. But, more than that, she was going to give him a whole experience. She'd get him into his cute, baby-print, diapers soon enough; to start, however, she wanted to do something else. He had asked her, a couple times, what kind of diapers they used at the hospital, and then, when she didn't know the brand name, what they looked like, how thick they were...
Bea didn't know enough about diapers to know if the medical diapers were any better or worse than the kind he bought, though she could see how they might interest him from, at the very least, a collector's standpoint. And it could be a fun roleplay, getting to pretend he was her patient, putting him into one of the same diapers she used on her patients, before 'discovering' what a baby he was when he used them, and demoting him down to something more babyish.
She had no doubt he'd have a fun time, and she had a feeling she'd enjoy it, too. To do all that, however, she needed a diaper... Well, at least one. She hadn't decided how many she wanted yet, for certain. She could do the roleplay with one, but then he wouldn't have any for his collection, so maybe two? Or... If he liked them, wouldn't it be nice for him to have a whole package?
That was getting ahead of herself, though. She could probably have found a way to talk to whoever ordered supplies for the hospital, seen if she could find a way to order the diapers on her own, but the thought of digging too deeply into the subject, making someone think that perhaps she was the one who was interested in diapers, had been too embarrassing. And she had definitely waited too long at this point to change her mind and give that a shot.
The only way she was going to be able to pull this off in time for Chester's birthday was to steal them. Bea didn't like the idea of stealing - she'd worked at a kids' jewelry store in high school and almost took a pair of earrings for her little cousin's birthday from a box of new arrivals, in the back room of the store where nobody would see, but had felt so guilty that she'd put them back before the end of her shift - yet this seemed innocent enough. Was the hospital really going to notice a couple missing diapers? Or even a full package vanishing? She'd seen the supply closet they were stored in, and there were so many of them... Plus, she was too big a chicken to talk to anyone else about it, or think about asking permission.
The sooner she got this done, the more pressure she'd have off of her, and the more she could relax, knowing everything was all set for her boyfriend's birthday. If she waited, she'd just make herself more nervous, and make it harder on herself in the long run. She ought to go do the deed now, get it over with... It shouldn't take long at all; if anything, she'd shown up too early. But that had been part of the plan, too, ensuring none of her regular co-workers would be there to potentially catch her.
She headed over to the doorway leading from the lounge to the locker room, opening hers up, setting her purse down on the shelf inside for a moment. It was time to make some choices, she thought silently. Probably, she should have done this already, so she would be better prepared, but, while she had wanted to do this for Chester, it hadn't been until she'd found herself getting in her car so early that she'd realized, for sure, that she was committed to doing this.
What was she going to wear? She'd worn some old, ratty jeans and an oversized shirt that probably didn't do much to make her look like the adult she was, possibly part of why Tahlia had made the mistake. She looked like a kid playing dress-up... She hoped it would make her look as if she was trying to be comfortable for her long wait in the break room, though, really, it was to make it easier to smuggle a diaper, or possibly two, back through the halls. If she wanted to take a whole package, on the other hand, she might need to bring her purse... If it would even be big enough. Or would it be too obvious that she had something suspicious inside?
Of course, she could always get into her scrubs now. She'd blend in better, and people likely wouldn't think twice if they saw her carrying some diapers, assuming she was on her way to a patient's room. Then again, she could be mistaken for being on duty, and if she couldn't come up with a good excuse for why she was running around in uniform when she wasn't meant to be there yet, she might get pulled in to help with something else, and lose her best opportunity to make this happen. Or, if one of her co-workers saw her taking the diapers into the lounge, they might have some questions for her that she wasn't prepared to answer...
She nibbled her bottom lip, all her options swirling around her mind wildly. This was her moment of truth... What was she going to do?!
Should she...
Change into her scrubs and take one diaper?
Change into her scrubs and take two diapers?
Change into her scrubs and take a package of diapers?
Stay in her street clothes and take one diaper?
Stay in her street clothes and take two diapers?
Or stay in her street clothes and take a package of diapers?