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An ordinary looking street on a cloudy autumn day. No people around, until a dazzling flash of blueish light resolved itself into a dazzlingly beautiful blonde woman in her twenties wearing black jeans, a blue leather jacket and a determined expression, causing a few leaves to twirl and dance briefly. She pulled a mobile phone out of her trouser pocket.
"How long have I got in this one?" said Rose.
"Three days and eighteen hours." replied the older male voice on the other side.
Rose put it away, started walking. It's a residential area, houses and trees with the occasional parked car.
"I'm bursting." thought Rose. "I should have gone to the loo before shifting."
Rose kept walking, hoping she would find a public toilet. Eventually she came to a roundabout, surrounded by a restaurant, a petrol station and a hotel called the Pamper Inn, which had a purple logo that looked like a pillow with a smiling face.
"I'll need a place to stay." thought Rose, heading inside.
Rose approached the front desk. A young man wearing a hotel uniform sat behind it.
"Scuse me, do you have any rooms available? Today?"
"We do have a few left."
"How much?"
"Is it just yourself staying here?"
"Yeah."
"£105"
"Is it okay if I pay cash?"
"No problem at all."
Rose unzipped a pocket in her jacket, pulled out an alarming amount of £20 notes, and counted off six of them. Hesitates.
"Does this money look totally normal to you?" asked Rose, waving the six notes in his face.
He peered at them quizzically, then smiled. "It does." he answered. She handed him the six notes.
"Here's your change." he says, handing her a £10 note and a £5 note.
"And here's your room key." he says, handing her a card with 223 on it.
"Thanks." says Rose, heading off towards her room.
Rose entered the room and immediately opened the bathroom door. There was a sink, a mirror, a combined bath/shower, a towel rack and a small bin, but something was missing. Something very important.
There was no toilet.
Rose stood there shocked. Do toilets not exist in this universe? Do they pop pills that make their needs go away, like in the future? She had taken one once, and it made her feel uneasy wondering where her wee went. She could really use one of those pills right now, though. The pressure in her bladder was enough that she considered taking her pants and trousers off, climbing in the bathtub, standing there and pissing. That would get piss all over her legs, her feet and the bathtub that would need to be rinsed off with cold water from the shower head and dried with a towel.
"I am not doing that." decided Rose, and she marched off back downstairs.
"There's a problem with my room." said Rose, almost before she reached the front desk.
"We apologize. What is it?"
"There's no toilet. In the bathroom."
"There's no what in the bathroom?"
"You don't have toilets?"
"I don't know what that is, sorry. If you tell me how to spell it, maybe we could put some of them in there for you."
Rose was left speechless for a few moments.
"I really need a wee." she said simply.
"So why don't you wee ...?"
"Where??"
"In your nappy ...??"
"I don't have a nappy." replied Rose.
"Oh why didn't you say so, they're free. Here you go." he said, offering Rose a nappy that she could almost swear came from out of thin air.
Rose grabbed it off him. "Thanks."
Rose went back to her room, closed the door and looked hesitantly at the nappy. It was covered in little versions of the hotel's purple logo. On the front side, there was also a long empty purple thing with rounded ends.
"Go on, Rose. There are no toilets, so it's either that or you find a lamppost." said a Northern male voice in Rose's head. That was what the Doctor told her to convince her to take the pill all that time ago, and it was as true now as it was then.
Rose quickly took her trousers and pants off and tried to put it on. "How do I join up the sides?" she thought, too desperate for her brain to function. "Ohhh, I need to pull the bits of plastic off the tape."
Rose taped herself in, and just in time. There was a whooshing, trickling sound as she flooded the nappy. She looked down after she finished. Now the bottom third of the purple thing was yellow.
"That must be the wetness indicator." thought Rose. "Least it's not full, I'd hate to ask for another one right away."
Rose put her black trousers on over the nappy, only just managing to zip and button them up. She left her pants on the floor.
Rose picked up the remote on the table, switched on the TV. The news came on. She watched it for a while, hoping to see something that could help her find the Doctor, like an alien spaceship crash. If this universe had a Doctor, he or she would be there. The news was much more boring than that, unfortunately. It was a long shot anyway, as only one universe seemed to have a Doctor, which was mysterious of him since most people seemed to be in most universes.
"It's already dinner time." thought Rose, noticing the time in the corner of the screen. Darkness had fallen fast. She left her room and headed to the restaurant across the road called the Cattle Consumer, which had a logo that looked like a baby cow's face.
Looking around, Rose observed there were no toilets in the restaurant, and people tended to wear loose trousers that bulged unmistakably if you looked closely enough. "They're all wearing nappies." she thought.
Rose ordered a beef burger with a side of beef ribs. Then she ordered a huge salad to apologize to her health for all the bovine-based food. Finally, she ordered a chocolate fudge cake for dessert to apologize to her taste buds for scoffing the entire salad.
A while later, Rose was back in her hotel room and a familiar feeling filled her with a sense of dread.
She needed a poo.
"Can't believe I'm about to do this." thought Rose.
Rose's body took a bit of convincing, but eventually it relaxed and let her empty her bowels into the nappy.
"I shouldn't sit here in a pooey nappy." thought Rose. She got up off the bed. "I need to change myself. I've never changed a nappy before, but I can work it out."
Rose opened cupboards, looking for a fresh nappy, but found only pillows and sheets.
"I'll need to go down and get another one. He's got a pile of them under his desk, apparently. Wait, won't I also need wipes and powder and things?"
Rose looked around for wipes and powder and things. On the main table there was only long stick-shaped bags of milk and other little oddities. In the bathroom there was only a deodorant, a toothbrush and a tub of toothpaste. Shouldn't such a nappy-centric society have these things laying about? Was she not supposed to change her own nappy?
"Just go down to the desk and say your nappy needs changing." Rose said to herself. "You can tell from their reaction what you're supposed to do."
Rose stood in front of the desk once again and did just that. "I need... a nappy change." she said, trying to mentally disassociate herself from the embarrassment of such a statement.
"We offer changes for £14.99" said the man behind the desk.
Rose immediately unzipped her jacket pocket and practically threw the £10 and £5 notes at the man. Whatever would get this soiled nappy off her as soon as possible.
"Great, I'll send someone up."
Rose returned to her room. Only a few minutes later, someone knocked on the door. She opened it, and a young woman was standing there, average looking, slightly shy, dark hair in a ponytail, wearing the hotel uniform and holding a bag.
"Did you request a change?" she asked.
"That's me." said Rose.
The woman stepped into the room.
"Lay on the bed then."
Rose got on the bed.
"Pop your trousers off for me."
She was using a customer service voice, but she was speaking to Rose like she was an adult, like this was the most normal thing in the world.
Rose undid her trousers, flung them on the floor and laid there with her legs apart.
The woman opened her bag, which had a clean nappy, cotton balls, hand sanitizer, rash cream and wet wipes in it. She sanitized her hands, ripped open Rose's nappy, rolled it up with the solid waste inside, wiped Rose clean from front to back, disposed of the used nappy and wipes in the big bin in the corner of the room, put a new hotel branded nappy on Rose and taped it up perfectly. She did it quickly, all without saying anything or looking Rose in the eyes.
"All done, miss." she said, looking at Rose again and giving her an awkward smile.
"Thanks." said Rose. The woman left.
"No one needs to know about what just happened." thought Rose. "Not the Doctor, not anyone at Control, none of them will ever know."
Rose got up but didn't bother trying to put her trousers back on. She was feeling a little warm and stuffy in the hotel room. She opened the window but it didn't open very much.
Rose stripped off her jacket and top, revealing the travel disc around her neck, hidden under her clothes. She took it off and placed it carefully on the small bedside table. It looked like a child's toy, but it was very important. Without it she would be stuck in this place forever. She took off her bra, leaving her naked except the nappy.
Rose flopped onto the bed and got under the covers. After a minute she felt too warm again so she flipped over the duvet and now she was under the cool side, chilled by the fresh air from outside. She fell asleep immediately.