Characters Index

Author's Notes

 Readers should not necessary (unless you want to do so) picture these characters' faces looking exactly their inspirations. The inspirations are for body measurements, Nationality/Skin Tone, hair, eyes, height, weight, feet, sexuality (and other) only. So the face of a character whose inspiration is Kim Kardashian (like London) should not pictures Kim's face or consider her a Kim personality either, but she will be 5'3” and be curvy and busty, but that is mostly all Although, again, unless you want to do so. The rest of how they look and their personality especially will be shown through the descriptions within the story.
 Basically, I don't you to think, “Oh, he said Kim Kardashian is an inspiration, I hate her, so I hate this character because London will be exactly like her”. She's just inspired by her superficially. And again, unless you really like an inspiration and wan to picture the character as looking exactly like her, then go ahead and do so.
 Character basics will only be given at first, with updates later, not spoiling what procedures, possible accidents, and changes to those characters could come in the future (and there will be those things happening to some).
 Once a procedure is done, the level of the procedure, in the future years, will not be thought of as a disablity (in the stats). It will be still called, and labeled under, the procedure. For example, Jess' procedure was done at L5 (incomplete), but in Year 2, in the listing of her updated stats, this will be listed as Procedure: L5 Incomplete, not as a disability, listed as Other Features (Disabilities/ Physical features/Fetishes/Etc.): L5 Incomplete.
 Characters in the Client sections will be lsited in order of appearance. In the Staff section, new characters will be listed first, the returnees, and staff that have a temp procedure will be put in the Client section, their procedure info there, not in the Staff section. 

Year 1: Trials & Tribulations (2014)

 Note: The Roman numerals beside the characters' names indicate the first, second, etc, procedures they undergo, most of which will be temp procedures. 
 Only Winnie has one in the staff section, since she was the guinea pig and first procedure, and technically not a client.
 I probably need to give the clients more of a variety of wheelchairs, adding Ti-Lite to the mix (Aero Z Series &and Aero X Series 2 being the coolest)

Year 1 Clinic Staff

Dr. Winnie

Age: 26
Inspiration(s): Amy Acker
Nationality/Skin Tone: American/Fair
Hair/Eye Color: Curly Dark Brown/Hazel
Height: 5'8”
Weight: 109lbs
Bust-Waist-Hips:: 32-21-33
Bra Size: 32B (Small B)
Dress Size: 0
Shoe/Feet: 7
Sexuality: Gay
Occupation/Position: Chemist/Clinic Founder & Owner
Other Features (Disabilities/
Physical features/Fetishes/Etc.): Glasses**, Puffy Nipples/Tall, Busty Women
Intro: Prologue
Procedure: Perm T10 Complete
Wheelchair: Colours Zephyr (Midnight Blue)
Notes: *She's Amy in personality (Fred), but with Samantha's measurements (tiny waist).
 **I've forgotten to mention her glasses in many descriptions of her appearance, so this needs to happen.

Wes

Age: 35
Inspiration(s): The Author/Wesley Wyndham-Price (character name)
Nationality/Skin Tone: American/White
Height: 5'11”
Weight: 190lbs
Hair/Eye Color: Brown/Hazel
Penis Size: Thick 8”
Sexuality: Heterosexual/Pansexual*
Occupation/Position: Chemist, Engineer/Clinic Co-Founder/Clinic Co-Founder
Other Features (Disabilities/
Physical features/Fetishes/Etc.): Devotee/Cast (wannabe), Foot, Care, & Anus Fetish
Intro: Year 1: Chapter 2: Heal Thyself
Notes:  Wesley is basically the dark side of me, and with wishful thinking about penis size.
 *It's not revealed, however, that he's pan, until much later, so at fist this info perhaps should be left open or deceptively written as Heterosexual, then changed once Ariana shows up and changes his world view of sex.
 **His first chair, Wannabe Weekend, is just the standard Quickie GPV or GT chair, but he buys a custom Colours for himself, for future temp doses and pretending occasionally. His wannabe experience made him somewhat interested in pretending and being a temp para on occasion. 

Nurse Abigail

Age: 44
Inspiration(s): Aisha Tyler
Ethnicity/Skin Tone: African-American/Medium Brown
Hair/Eye Color: Black/Dark Brown
Height: 6'
Weight: 137lbs
Bust-Waist-Hips: 37-26-37
Bra Size: 34DD
Dress Size: 8
Shoe/Feet: 10
Sexuality: Gay
Occupation: Entrepreneur, Early Retired
Other Features (Disabilities/
Physical features/Fetishes/Etc.): Beautiful Legs/Para Devotee, Care & Diaper FetishIntro: Year 1: Chapter 3: New Nurse for Hire
Prologue: Abigail is not your 'typical black girl', as she likes to explain, having grown up wealthy in the suburbs, in Connecticut. After college, she her then girlfriend started home-brewing, their beer soon becoming popular, so they grew it to a business then sold it to ajmajor brewery, making millions.
 But Abigail has always, since she was a little girl, been a wannabe, keeping her secret until now, and she can afford to make her dream finally come true.
Notes: *I'm changing her C cups (Aisha being a C) to DD's.

Year 1 Clients

Jess

Age: 23
Inspiration(s): Jessie Wannabe/Mia Farrow/Carey Mulligan
Nationality/Skin Tone: American/Very Fair 
Hair/Eye Color: Natural Light Blonde (Pixie Cut)/Sparkling Blue
Height: 5'4”
Weight: 122lbs
Bust-Waist-Hips: 32-26-32*
Bra Size: 32A
Dress Size: 6
Shoe/Feet: 7.5
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Occupation: None, College Graduate
Other Features (Disabilities/
Physical features/Fetishes/Etc.): Degenerative Eye Disease
Inro: Year 1: Chapter 2: Tunnel Vision
Prologue: The shy Jess has wanted to be a paraplegic ever since she can remember, and the timing of the clinic is perfect for her since she doesn't think she has much time left with eyesight. Jess has a degenerative eye disease that will one day lead to total blindness.
Procedure: T12 Complete
Wheelchair: Quickie Ori (Black with Tubular Footrests)
Notes: *Soft (Slightly chubby, not toned)

Some Notes & a Content Warning

Warning: The content is of this story is VERY explicit sexually. This is just fantasy, and though some of the content, in real life, would be a violation in real life, here, it is part of the game they all are playing. It's as if there's an unwritten agreement between everyone, and again, it's all fantasy.

There is also, and some might say, extreme content that deals with bodily functions relating to care fetish and diaper fetish. That also is not going to be for everyone, but I might have two versions of the story, one with all the extreme content, and one with a paired down version of it, only alluding to such things.

This story will most certainly offend some, or maybe even most, so beware.

Chapter 3: New Nurse for Hire

A month and a half after Winnie's procedure, and only a week after they had successfully paralyzed their first client, Jess, Winnie wanted a nurse hired before the next.

Wes thought he could do the job, but agreed that a nurse would at least look good for the clinic, professional. He then interviewed several nurses he vetted from online resumes, putting a message out to devotee boards online. This also provided many unqualified applicants, and several kooks, but Anna stuck out. First, Anna was gay, marking the required box on the Wes made application. This would not be a question any normal employer would ever be allowed to ask, but this wasn't for just any job, and they weren't exactly normal employers.

“This job is medicine meets fetish, so to speak, not that BIID is a fetish, but there will be role-play required as well. Dr. Winnie likes to play the poor disabled girl, and I expect future clients will like to role-play as well.” Wes wrote, above the grouping of questions dealing with such subjects, adding, “If you have a problem with doing this as part of the job, then this just isn't the job for you.”

But Anna, like all the others who filled it out, was not only not offended, she was excited. She knew she could do the job, and sitting in front of Wes, she explained this, selling herself to him.

“I took improv in college. I wasn't great, but I think I know I can handle role-playing. I've done it in my private life, and it's always been a big hit, if I can be so immodest.”

“Dr. Winnie is the definition of immodest, so feel free.” Wes said, charmed by the big, beautiful nurse. “She'll be in a back brace, wanting to be treated like she just broke her back, at T10. And she'll want to act like she's not happy about it.”

“Sounds good, I 'll expect to be called terrible things then.” Anna said, smiling, seeming to Wes to be game for anything. Wes liked her.

She's pretty good at it, so break a leg.” Wes said, thinking he was clever. “So, I guess you're hired.”

“Oh, well thank you, when do I start?” Anna asked, impatient.

“You really know how to pick them Wes. She's like no other woman I've ever seen. I know she's not your type, but she's perfect in my not-so humble opinion.” Winnie said, excited for Anna to start as her new nurse.

“She is something.” He said diplomatically, though even the lover of slimmer, more petite woman could appreciate Anna's unique body.

Nurse Anna was almost six feet tall, voluptuous, with an hourglass figure, and although she must have weighed at least 180 pounds, maybe a few pounds more, her large hips and bosom, a 38FF, made her waist comparably slimmer. She also wasn't afraid to show off her amazing curves either, having shown up wearing a traditional nursing uniform that was tailored to show off as much cleavage as was almost tasteful. Nurse Anna clearly loved the fetish lifestyle, and was the only one of the candidates bold enough to show it. Winnie loved curves, especially big hips and breasts, and shapely legs, only liking her own legs skinny, though she preferred the term 'atrophied'.

Later the next day, Nurse Anna entered Winnie's room for a diaper change and bowel cleaning, Winnie having given herself a suppository as a surprise and test for the new nurse, who had ditched the modified nursing uniform for modern scrubs, Wes telling her that Winnie wanted a more realistic scene to start.

“That fantastic vintage uniform will be of good use soon enough though.” Wes added.

Winnie, of course, had a bowel routine, but she wanted to be taught one by her new nurse, and soon played the poor newbie cripple.

“Gross, will I ever get used to this?” Dr. Winnie, the brilliant, newly crippled scientist, asked Nurse Anna – the smell completely real, though the opinion, a fantasy.

“Not sure I would Doctor, if I'm being honest.” Nurse Anna said, picking up on the fantasy.

“Well, at least you're honest Nurse.” Dr. Winnie said, keeping it professional, wanting to keep it this way at first.

“I am nothing but honest Doctor.” Nurse Anna said, her latex gloved finger deep inside Dr. Winnie's numb cavity. “Okay, everything looks good back here.” Nurse Anna announced, taking her dirtied gloves off and replaced them, then applying a fresh diaper.

“Not sure I need those gross details Nurse.” Dr. Winnie said, surprising Anna, who suddenly thought she'd said something wrong. But she then realized Winnie was still playing.

“Sorry ma'am.” Nurse Anna said. 'Stay in the moment, get it together.' She then told herself, not wanting to disappoint her new, and well paying, employer.

“Again, Doctor.” Dr. Winnie said, correcting Nurse Anna in a bitchy tone. Anna liked this.

“Sorry... Doctor.” Nurse Anna gave it back in a passive-aggressive bitchy tone of her own.

Dr. Winnie liked this.

“But you're doing a decent enough job I guess.” Dr. Winnie complimented, sort of. “So, when do I get out of this bed?” Dr. Winnie asked.

“Today actually, let's get you in a wheelchair and wheeling around for a bit.” Nurse Anna announced. “But I want you to scoot over to the edge this time. It's been enough time. You need to be doing this stuff on your own. I won't be there for the rest of your life.” Nurse Anna ordered.

“But I'll be this pitiful for the rest of my life.” Dr. Winnie said, playing the bitter victim.

“You're not pitiful, but you're acting that way. I'm not asking you to smile, but at least stop pouting. You're a grown ass woman.” Nurse Anna said with sass, proud of her improv skills. She was definitely in the moment.

Dr. Winnie then did as she was told, scooting her body, struggling for real with the restrictive custom clamshell brace, which had been made by Wes, the brace preventing her from easily doing what she had done mostly without it. She then played a bit after that, wincing in pain, though no pain existed, finally reaching the edge of the bed.

“Now, transfer, don't worry, I'll be here to help if you need me.” Nurse Anna said, reassuring the acting worried Dr. Winnie. “”Yes, scoot closer to the end, now, yes, left hand on the seat, now SCOOT.” Nurse Anna directed. Dr. Winnie slid her body off the bed and over to her chair, even stumbling a bit, not getting completely in the seat, having to scoot over when in it. Anna admired Winnie's commitment to her part. “Now, get those feet on the footplate, good.” Nurse Anna finished, Dr. Winnie fully sitting in her “new” chair.

“It's kind of a slick chair actually.” Dr. Winnie said.

“Yes, state of the art. You deserve the best Doctor.” Nurse Anna curiously said, but Dr. Winnie liked where she was going.

“You don't need to brown nose Nurse, unless you're just being a smart ass, because I can call your boss and get a new nurse just like that.” Dr. Winnie said, in a snarky tone, before snapping her fingers.

“Yes Doctor, I was complimenting you. I...”

“Yes?”

“I've read your book. It's very good.” Anna added.

“Oh, well thank you.” Dr. Winnie said immodestly.

Her attitude had been snippy from the beginning, injured Dr. Winnie mourning the loss of not only her lower body, her injury also interrupting her state of the art research. She had planned on giving Nurse Anna a difficult time for longer, but liked Anna's improv and the turn, and for the rest of the scene that morning, Dr. Winnie thawed her attitude – at least a little.

But the next day, Dr. Winnie was awful to Nurse Anna again. “What a bitch,” Anna thought later, “so convincing for such a sweet girl.” Anna said to herself, later that night after the long day of being cursed at by in character Dr. Winnie.

“Time for a bath sweetie.” Nurse Anna said, on that morning.

“Ugh, you again, you're too perky, can I get another nurse?” Dr. Winnie asked.

“Sorry, you get me again this morning.”

“Well, fuck me then.”

“Language please.” Nurse Anna said. Winnie had to hide a smile. She didn't like to curse in real life, but thought it appropriate for the scene.

“Fuck you, you perky cunt.” Dr. Winnie retorted, scowling, having never said the c-word ever before out loud to anyone, even as part of a play, or in jest.

“Now, I haven't heard that one before. Nice one, but I would appreciate you not cuss.” Nurse Anna said, adding a slight drawl, the scene a work in progress.

“Cuss? What are you, some hillbilly? Well, whatever, so what today, clean my asshole? Oh, excuse me, my bottom.”

“Better, and no, but I will be giving you a suppository.” Winnie knew this, but the bitter Dr. Winnie didn't. Winnie was looking forward to it and the results, Dr. Winnie would not.

Nurse Anna then took off Dr. Winnie's diaper, not soiled, and inserted the suppository. She then checked her cath bag, but it was only a third full. “Everything looks fine Winnie.”

“Doctor.”

“Excuse me, Doctor, everything looks okay for now.”

“Okay? Really? So, I can just get up out of this bed and walk out?”

“Everything else Doctor, I apologize.”

“Just go away.” Dr. Winnie ordered.

“Fine, see you later... Doctor.”

“Bitch.” Dr. Winnie said, so that Nurse Anna could hear, Anna's back turned; Anna smiling.

That afternoon, Nurse Anna returned then unfastened Dr. Winnie's diaper, revealing a stinky mess. “So I shit myself? Oh joy, this is my life now.” Dr. Winnie said, in a monotone voice.

“Yes, it is, and the sooner you accept this, the sooner you will get on the road to recovery and out of here.” Nurse Anna said, playing the optimist, but not as perky.

“Recovery? There is no recovery. This is me forever you stupid woman.”

“By recovery, I mean independence.' Nurse Ana continued, ignoring the insult, though Anna liking it. “You may not think this now, I mean it's so early in your recovery, so you should be angry, but you will get stronger and out of here”

“Well, don't expect me to jump for joy when I get out of this bed or wheel around a bit. Oh wait, I CAN'T JUMP!” Anna had to fight hard not to chuckle at Winnie's melodramatic performance.

But out of character, Winnie was a sweetheart. Two weeks later, and Anna still very much her and the clinic's nurse, both laughed at those early days, at how good Dr. Winnie was at being a huge cunt, Anna's word, and at how good Anna was as a great obnoxious optimist bitch. “Though I'm glad you changed the perkiness to a matter of fact manner.” Winnie complimented.

And just over a few weeks in, Dr. Winnie finally made her move, the scene months ahead in Dr. Winnie's recovery, and Nurse Anna ditching the frumpy modern scrubs for her modified vintage uniform.

Winnie couldn't make herself cry literally, but played the crying patient, appreciative of Nurse Anna's care, apologizing for her early behavior, Nurse Anna understanding of course, and taking Dr. Winnie into her arms and ample bosom. Dr. Winnie then lifted her head up and looked into Nurse Anna's clear blue eyes. Nurse Anna understood, and met Dr. Winnie halfway, their lips soon touching passionately.

“We can finally be together.” Dr. Winnie said, again melodramatically.

“Yes, forever.” Nurse Anna said back, equaling Winnie's melodrama.

Nurse Anna then stood up, off the bed, and undressed for Winnie, who watched in amazement as Anna revealed more and more of her unique and amazing body, and Nurse Anna rejoined Dr. Winnie on the bed as quickly as possible, once fully nude. Nurse Anna then helped Dr. Winnie undress, and was soon kissing her again, moving down Winnie's body, kissing her comparatively much smaller, though perky B's, her unfeeling belly button to her unfeeling sex after removing the fresh diaper, she just moments earlier, applied.

But Dr. Winnie loved that she couldn't feel Nurse Anna's lips and tongue, and begged for more, Nurse Anna's fingers soon inside her, the pleasure starting as Nurse Anna kept fingering Dr. Winnie, moving up her body as she did so, both kissing again, the statuesque Anna easily using her fingers, and expertly, as Winnie finally had her lips on Anna's nipples. Winnie suckled as Anna fingered, multiple orgasms coming soon after.

“Oh god, you're the first to make me...” Winnie said, no longer in character for some time, back to herself.

“Really?” Anna asked, not sure if Winnie meant ever, or since her 'accident'.

“Yes, I mean, since my procedure.”

“Oh, could you come easily before.?”

“Yeah, both ways.” Winnie answered, smiling, her head back in Anna's bosom

“Good to know.”

“Now, it's your turn.” Winnie suddenly said, looking up at Anna, her neck crooked.

“No, not today, this was your day.”

“My favorite day.” Winnie smiled, her head back down.

All this, Wes inevitably hearing some of the details, made him a bit jealous. Wes wanted to be the nurse, hiring Anna out of loyalty and love for Winnie. But he dreamed of playing the scenarios they played, of Winnie insulting his manhood, as a male nurse, as she bitterly dealt with being a new para. He dreamed of a scenario, with Winnie's permission, of taking advantage, playing the pervert nurse, fingering her unfeeling pussy as she slept, unable to feel this violation. And soon, Winnie would let him fuck Dr. Winnie as she played unconscious. He even had a dream of her agreeing to take a sedative to make her unconscious, Winnie letting him do what he pleased to the unconscious Dr. Winnie.

But instead, he focused on his work, and especially on the next client.