He assumed they had reached the body of the creature, or at least were no longer in the unoccupied portion. More fleshy corridors were appearing, most...of them containing some kind of biological trap like the spikes from before. Wherever this deepest portion of the shell was, it had to be close by. Besides, there was also plenty of incentive to take the risk. While they did a lot of traveling, much of their time was spent gathering treasure. Their packs and pockets were getting heavy with. Helena's daily routine involved periods encased in her Plastolite shell and it was certainly the case that she made an amusing addition to my accommodations. Unfortunately the effects of her imprisonment were, at best, temporary.Certainly while Helena was encased in her Plastolite shell she became, of necessity, subdued. Unable to move or to express herself she did, as I had imagined, become turned in on her own thoughts. Released from her casing, though, she soon reverted to her original. It worked and soon I was walking home with Debra. Holly wasn’t with us. Thank God! Apparently Debra had told Holly what she was planning. Debra walked pretty fast and we got home quicker than usual. Debra had taken a shit during her last period so that she would be empty enough for me. I thought that she was on the right track and I also know that she was looking forward to it as much as I was.Debra wanted to do it in her bedroom so that’s where we headed. We both got undressed and Debra got on. To keep non-treatment time to a minimum the tunic has been discarded as somewhat unnecessary, though she still wears her nurses’ cap at all times to signify her status. She is kept so busy with patient therapy that she doesn’t really have time to go home anymore and so a cot has been set up for her in the medical supplies room. At the beginning of each shift the on-duty student nurses take Marlene into the washroom where she is given a thorough enema and douching. In this way she is always.