Psychiatric Ward with a Twist

“Fine,” the judge said. “Then Lauren shall go to the psychiatric ward until it is deemed that her self esteem and body image is restored to what it should be. In which case, Lauren shall be legally obligated to be naked at all times and comply with the asylum staff. She is also not to be isolated but put on display so that she may be assured that the body she has is nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Thank you so much,” Nancy said. “I’m sure my client will prefer that over jail time.”

“What?!” Lauren shouted. “Wait, this wasn’t what we agreed on!”

“Hush!” Nancy hissed. “Now Lauren is ready to go as soon as the staff are ready to take her.”

With that a stretcher came wheeling out as 3 people dressed in hazmat suits and quarantine masks entered. They took everything she had been wearing off leaving her completely naked as she was strapped to the stretcher and rolled away as everyone looked at her. The third staff member grabbed Lauren’s clothes and put it in a sealed bag. “We’ll have to put this in the incinerator along with any other clothes Lauren has.”

“Here, reach out to this phone number. It’s Lauren’s mom,” Nancy said as she handed the employee a slip of paper.

Lauren found herself thrown into a pitch black room as she heard a SLAM behind her. Then she felt herself moving despite being strapped in place. She deduced she was actually put into a vehicle.