Things Better Left Unnoticed Chapter 6

"So what exactly does that even mean?"  She asked as that didn't really clarify anything to her.

"It means, that someone else came in contact with you before we found you, and could possibly be the reason your even here in the first place.  Unless of course, the mutation could seemingly just be coincidence.  You are a whole new species to our world, all of our insight into how this is happening is merely speculation unless we get some solid evidence.  But for the most part it seems like you will end up being a Yectile."  The voice said to her.  

	Kayla looked at the wall skeptically, like she was addressing the actual wall, she assumed that they might be behind one of them when in reality they were probably watching her from a specific monitoring room.

"Yectile?  What?"  She questioned.

"Of course you wouldn't know, the word doesn't translate into your language."  The voice said.

"Yeah I get that but what does it mean?"  She asked, slightly annoyed at the voices lack of explanation, normally she was more patient but this was her physical being they were discussing.

"Oh right.  A Yectile is a combination of more than one species.  It was a new practice several decades ago.  We figured out a way to combine the DNA of two or more creatures, though it shortly became evident that putting DNA from more than two species together would end up causing increased biological instability, not to mention that certain species are easier to mix than others.  So shortly after it became illegal to create Yectiles with DNA from more than two species, though there have been exceptions to this case when it has been found that added a certain species DNA actually helps to stabilize."  The voice told her.

	Kayla listened with rapt attention, this was fairly interesting to her, as well as it pertained to her own well being.  But this kind of stuff was what you'd hear about in science fiction, and these creatures apparently had masterful knowledge of such things.  At least that's the way it seemed as the voice continued to explain.

"Now back when the process first became commercial, it was generally just used by creatures who couldn't conceive together.  Making it possible for them to have offspring.  Over time it grew in popularity and it was generally misused.  That is until certain laws were enacted to stop people from simply combining DNA on their slightest whims.  But enough about that, whats more important is that you are going to be a Yectile combining your own DNA with that of a Wasil, that is the creature we showed you, though we are unsure to what extent that it will mix."  This last bit definitely caught Kayla's attention.

"What do you mean to what extent will they mix?"  She asked, wondering how DNA could mix in the first place, but hell what did she know, she had fur now so it wasn't like she had any place to argue here.

"Well.  All Yectile mix in certain amounts.  Usually they only go to about a ninety to ten ration, usually for visual criteria.  Then eighty to twenty for physical alterations.  So we have no idea how high of a percentage of your DNA will be leftover after this is all over."  The voice clarified.

	She was about to ask another question when she felt something odd, a sudden urge within her lower abdomen told her she needed to relieve herself, but it left just as quick as it came.  Then she felt something smush up against her rear.  She could hardly believe that she had just shit herself.  The mass continued to spread throughout the diaper as she caught a whiff of herself.  Grimacing as the foul scent hit her.  Though she tried to keep her composure, a slight blush did appear on her face.  

"Well, I think we've talked about that enough for now.  Let's move onto those better conditions I talked about."  She said.

"We've already begun preparing another room for you, one that should be more suitable to your tastes.  Though it will still be a little while before it is ready."  The voice responded, seeming to have an answer for that already thought out.

"Well I don't want to stay in here any longer."  She said, irritated, the bad aroma wafting from her backside, as well as the feeling around it did little to calm her mood.  

"Calm down, it'll be ready soon enough.  In the meantime we'll send someone in to change you."  The voice stated.

	This caused Kayla to blush a deeper shade.

"Wait, you mean you knew I had a dirty diaper?"  She exclaimed.

"We monitor your vitals, it's not hard to tell when you've had a bowel movement."  The voice explained.  

	Kayla was about to say something quite rude to the voice, but she held her tongue, thinking it would do no good to shout slurs that wouldn't be understood anyway.  It still amazed her that almost the entire English language seemed to exist here, well as a language no one ever really spoke anyway.  She was brought out of her thoughts as the voice spoke up again.

"We are sending in someone to change you, but this someone will also be your personal nurse.  She'll be responsible for helping you and she will tell you anything you need to know, within certain parameters, as well as taking care of most of your base needs."  The voice said.

	And right as the voice finished speaking, the wall door to my cell opened up to reveal a cat.  Well, at least that's what it looked like.  The cat creature stood at about six feet tall, give or take some inches.  Her face was that of a cat, looked very catlike, whiskers, ears, nose, all very feline.  Body structure looked humanish, though it would be impossible to make that assumption complete due to the cat wearing a lab coat, much like all the other scientists she's seen.  A tail found it's way from underneath the bottom of the lab coat, her fur was black, possibly a charcoal black but Kayla couldn't tell that well.  After the cat came in the door closed behind her.  The cat was carrying a bag over her shoulders.  

"So, I guess your the nurse then."  Kayla said to her and surprisingly enough, the cat answered.

"Yes, I am."  

"Woah wait, you can speak my language?"  Kayla asked, surprised.  

"Yes well, when everyone found out that you could speak an actual language, there was a mad rush to get everyone acquainted as possible.  Of course many were busy making a translator of sorts, but several people at the institution, including myself grasped the language fairly easily and simply took to it with no problem."  The cat told her.

"Right, so.  I guess we are going to be spending a lot of time together, what's your name?"  She asked her.  

"My name is Carly.  Now, if you don't mind I'd like to remove the offending article from you."  Carly told her.

"Offend- Oh you mean the diaper.  Yeah, sure, that's fine."  Kayla told her.

	Carly set the bag down on the floor and opened it, it was very much a diaper bag, being full of the needed supplies to change diapers.  After popping the needed supplies out of the bag and onto the floor, she then unfolded and laid a very wide mat down.

"Alright, lay down."  Carly said.

	Kayla wasn't going to hesitate with this, lowering herself onto the mat, being careful not to sit down, but rather lay her back down first and use her legs to prop up her rear.  But that didn't matter because as soon as she got into position Carly pulled her legs out and laid her down completely, causing Kayla to shudder at the feeling of the mush in her diaper spreading around even more.  It was obvious that Carly had a way of doing this, because she went to the task quite quickly.  Popping the diapers tapes and opening it up caused both Kayla and Carly to wrinkle their noses.  Kayla absolutely refused to even look in the direction of the diaper change, she didn't want to see what she did to that diaper.  But she could hardly ignore the sensation of cold wipe after cold wipe being slid against her as Carly went about getting her clean.  This was all very embarrassing for Kayla, who at this point kind of missed the fact that she used to be sleeping for these sorts of things.  Then suddenly her legs were lifted skyward as Carly kept at it.  Giving Kayla some definite discomfort as she did, Carly was definitely thorough.  Though her legs were shortly lowered and her rear placed onto a new diaper, a quick bit of powder was then applied, giving the room the enticing smell of dirty diapers and baby power.  

"Alright, all done."  Carly said as she put all of the soiled material, into a large plastic bag.  

	Kayla got up off of the mat, happy to be out of a messy diaper, though she wasn't sure how to feel about getting changed into a new one, she watched as Carly took the mat and put it into the bag as well, then tying it up.  

"Well, that wasn't so bad."  Kayla mentioned.

"Alright, now that I've gotten you cleaned up, I'm supposed to take you to your new room."  Carly told her, standing up after having put the supplies back into the bag and slinging said bag over her shoulder.

"But I thought they said it wouldn't be ready for a while?"  Kayla questioned.

"Yes, but it's in a different wing of the facility, in fact it's on the opposite side.  So by the time we get there it should be ready to go."  Carly stated.  

"Oh, also."  Carly said as she dug in her bag, pulling something red out.  

	Carly went over towards Kayla and affixed the red thing to her, it was a baby harness, fitted to her size of course.

"Seriously, a harness?"  Kayla questioned, obviously this was just silly.

"Well that's the rule, if you want me to escort you by myself without any gauds or anything, you need to have that harness on."  Carly explained.

"Whatever, lets just go."  Kayla said.

"Alright.  Let's go."  Carly said, and as soon as she did say that the wall door opened.

	Both Carly and Kayla left the room, Kayla behind Carly.  She stayed close because she didn't want to be pulled along by the harness.  So, they walked on, towards a new part of this odd facility.