Lauren's domineering mother had made an appointment for her at the Treatment Center to have her bath and hair washed. She just turned 18 years old, and her mother wanted her to get good and clean. She was told to be there at 3:30 p.m. Lauren was built tall, thin, 5'6", long legs and narrow in the hips. Her buttocks were tight and small as they sat perched on top of her beautiful long legs. She was very pretty with shoulder length brown hair, large beautiful brown eyes, and a sweet smile. She was kind of shy but still turned the heads of many young men.
Lauren told her best friend Kerrie she couldn't meet with her after school because she had a doctor appointment. She didn't tell her it was to get a bath and her hair washed. She was too embarrassed. But her mother had insisted she go there for an evaluation and treatment. She believed the Treatment Center had the best staff and equipment available to get Lauren good and clean.
It was a warm, sunny afternoon as Lauren drove to the busy shopping center where the Treatment Center was located. She entered the small, two-story medical building through the front door and walked up the steps to the second floor. She studied each door until she found it. The sign simply said "Treatment Center." She opened the door and walked in. It was a pleasant reception area with cushy chairs, soft lights, and an aquarium bubbling. Lauren became comfortable and began to relax. Behind a sliding window, a receptionist sat while talking on the telephone. She looked up when she saw Lauren come in. She smiled at her to let her know she acknowledged her presence. She seems nice and friendly, Lauren thought. She sat down quietly until she heard the window slide open.
"May I help you?" she asked.
"My name is Lauren. I have an appointment at 3:30."
"Yes Lauren, we were expecting you. Someone will be with you in a few minutes."
The window slid closed and then it was quiet. Maybe this won't be so bad after all, Lauren thought as she sat back down and picking up a magazine. This is just like any ordinary doctor's office she thought.
After about 5 minutes, a tall blonde woman about 35 years old, dressed in a clean white uniform came out from a door adjacent to the reception area. She held a clipboard and pen and asked "Are you Lauren?"
Lauren answered, "Yes I am."
The woman sat down on a chair next to her. "I am Nurse Christine" she said. Since this was Lauren's first time, the nurse said she wanted explain what they were going to do to her. Lauren listened very intently as the nurse began reading off of her clipboard. "You will be weighed, examined, and your temperature taken." Sounds normal Lauren thought. "After the exam, my assistant and I will begin your treatment. We do things differently here than you normally do at home."
"Oh. What kind of treatment? What is different?" Lauren asked with concern.
"You will have a scalp treatmentβthat is type of hair washing with medically formulated shampoo. Then you will have a body scrub with medically formulated soap to really get you clean. Now dear, you may experience some slight discomfort during your treatment. But it's necessary to get you good and clean. If you relax and don't resist, you will make it easier."
Lauren began to wonder what was going to happen. But she didn't ask any questions. Nurse Christine seemed like a nice lady. She felt she could be trusted.
Nurse Christine didn't tell Lauren about the telephone consultation she had with Lauren's mother. According to her, Lauren didn't like it when she was given her a bath and washed her hair at home. Her mother insisted that "she" still wash for her hair in the kitchen sink. She also bathed Lauren in a shallow tub near the sink in the kitchen. Lauren would sit in the tub while her mother poured pots of hot water over her head and body. Then she made Lauren stand up naked while she worked up a thick lather with Ivory soap. She used a stiff body brush to scrub Lauren's entire body, even her genitals. But because Lauren was now 18, it made her feel like a baby. Sometimes Lauren would protest and cry.
Her mother also told Nurse Christine that sometimes she could smell Lauren's anus and genitalia. "Maybe she is having difficulty when she wiping after a bowel movement" she commented, "please see to it that Lauren's anus is inspected." Nurse Christine was happy to reassure Lauren's mother that the staff at the Treatment Center were experienced and trained professionals who would be able to give Lauren a complete bath and shampoo treatment. They knew exactly how to handle someone like Lauren.
Nurse Christine looked at Lauren and thought about all the things that needed to be done to her. A lot of work but she really needs it. She stood up and said to Lauren, "Now come with me dear and we will get started." Lauren submissively followed the nurse through the door into the treatment area.
Nurse Christine led Lauren through a corridor to a tiny room the size of a phone booth. There was no door or curtain, and no carpet on the floor. Lauren stepped into the area and looked around. Nurse Christine told Lauren "First, you will need to undress. Take everything off. You can hang your clothes up there." She pointed to a hook on the wall.
Lauren stood there blushing and feeling nervous. "Isn't there a gown for me to put on?" she asked?
"Oh no dear, you don't seem to understand," Nurse Christine explained. "I am going to weigh you. So you must be completely naked so I can get an accurate reading." Lauren wasn't expecting this. Nurse Christine noticed her apprehension. "We are all very professional here dear. You just do everything we say and you will be fine."
Lauren reluctantly replied, "Well, OK."