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Brown Ocean

Summary:

Warning! This is a story about women pooping themselves. Don't say you weren't warned!

I decided to celebrate the announcement/release of the Stone Ocean anime this year in the worst way possible.

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.

"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-"