Time For Disposal-Version 1 Part 8

The two men drove the almost full truck down to the end of the block then turned right. They then turned right again and then went to the third house on the right on the next block. As the truck was pulling up to the curb, there was a mother and her 14 year old son standing there. The boy was wearing a really, really, thick, bulky, modified disposable diaper that went up to his nipples. The diaper had 12 thick booster pads in it, and his butt was really, really puffy. There were four 32 gallon trash cans full of loose, wet, unrolled & open disposable diapers. There was also two tall diaper pails full of the boy’s clothing, cloth pre-fold cloth diapers that had once been wet but had dried up when the pails were stored and forgotten about until now. The two men jumped out of the cab and then began to flip the lids off the cans before grabbing one of the four cans each. They both dumped the cans into the hopper one after another before the second trash man came over to the boy and the mother. The Trash man put both of his hand on each of his knees while bending over slightly and then said: “Well…you look quite ready to be disposed of…is your diaper wet? Even if it’s not, You are going into my truck with the rest of the diaper trash., come, I’m going to take you over to the truck now.” Said the trash man as he took the boy’s hand and led him forcefully & quickly over to the side of the Lodal Evo T-25 manual side loading trash truck. The trash man then picked the rather thick and bulky diapered boy up and then laid him into the hopper on top of the diapers. Then he went back over to the last trash can to pick it up and empty it into the hopper on top of the boy.

Once the can was empty, the trash man put the can back and then walked around the front of the truck and then got back into the cab while the driver started the compactor before he got into the cab as well.

The truck then drove off to the fifth house on the same side of the street. The truck stopped and then the two men got out of the cab. There were four 32 gallon trash cans, 6 opened packages of youth sized Tranquility Slimline diapers sitting beside the four cans, two busted bags full of clean, but worn medium sized Tranquility Slimline diapers sitting on the lawn near the curb, next to the trash cans.  Standing right next to he busted bags of medium diapers, were a tall boy and a shorter girl. They both were wearing really, really thick Tranquility Slimline diapers with six booster pads in each of their diapers with plenty of baby powder in each of their diapers too. Their mother was standing there holding both of their hands so that they couldn’t run away. The two trash men jumped out of the cab. Each of the men grabbed a can and then they dumped them one at a time. Then the two got the next cans and dumped them before they both went over to the busted bags to try and get them over to the hopper without spilling the diapers out. Each of the trash men ended up spilling most of the diapers from the bags as they tried to move them to the hopper. “It’s ok, you just go take care of the boy and girl while I toss all of these diapers that got spilled, into the hopper, ok?” Instructed the first trash man to the second. The second trash man went over to the girl and then took her by the hand and then led her over to the side of the truck. The poor girl was slightly resisting so the trash man grabbed her by the other hand and then pulled her up against the side of the packer body so that he could pick her up and then load her into the hopper, leaving her laying on her right side with her back against the packer blade. “Stay there little diapered trash….I still have a few things to empty into the hopper before I can run the packer. Don’t get too comfortable…” Stated the second trash man to the diapered girl as he went to go empty some more diapers into the hopper. Then the trash man started to fling the packages of Tranquility through the air and into the hopper before he picked the busted bag up off the lawn and then carried it with both hands, one underneath the bag to help hold it closed until it was tossed into the hopper. Then, the first trash man hit the packer switch. The compactor began to advance onto the girl and the diapers, pushing the diapers, the diapered girl into the packer body against the rest of the diapers already in the packer container in back. The diapers began to buckle and squish together as the packer did the load. The poor girl’s diaper began to press rather hardly against her butt cheeks as she was pressed rather tightly against the diapers. Once the packer began to retract, the girl and a few of her diapers began to pop back a little bit into the hopper.

Her diaper had a very large press mark from where a bunch of diapers had pressed into her thickly diapered butt during the packer cycle. The thickly diapered girl subject tried to get comfortable but the compactor cycle started up again and began to press nice and hard into the diapers behind her and then the diapers pressed tightly against her and her thickly diapered butt. Puffs of baby powder came out of her waistband and some of her thick booster pads began to force themselves out of her waistband too, as she was packed into the packer body.   Then the first trash man went over to the boy and then took his right hand in the boy’s left hand and then pulled him over to the side of the truck to get him ready to be loaded into the hopper. “Alright my little diapered trash, time to be disposed of. Ready? One, two, three!” Then the trash man picked the boy up and then tossed him into the hopper. The boy got half way into the hopper, his top half hanging there while the bottom half was bent over the side of the hopper with his thickly diapered butt facing the trash man. The trash man then flipped both legs up and into the hopper making the boy land onto his back, onto the bare hopper floor. “There! Time to pour in some more diapers!” stated the trash man as he looked to see if there were any more cans to be emptied. Not seeing any more diapers to load, the trash men then started the compactor again then got back into the cab and then drove off to the next stop.

The truck was getting pretty full now and a trip to the diaper disposal transfer station was next. As the two men drove to the transfer station, they talked about their children that they have had to dispose of due to disabilities and how their healthy kids are doing. The second trash man talked about how he had to dispose of one of his boys because he was born with developmental disabilities that made him not able to grow up normally. He was still 2 years old mentally and his body size was stunted badly. His boy was never going to get any taller than the average 3 year old due to some genetic flaw.

Once they arrived at the transfer station, it was now near noon and they were motioned and directed to the spot where they could empty their load into the transfer station compactor hopper. They backed their Lodal Evo T-25 Route builder up to the edge of the transfer station’s hopper and then they hit the switches that opened the tailgate. Then they started up the compactor in ejection mode which was forcing all of the diapers and the few subjects out and down into the hopper, the load falling onto other loads of diapers and other subjects from other trucks. About 22 minutes later, the two trash men had completely emptied their truck and were now on their way back to the next stop on their route.

Meanwhile……back at the transfer station, the compactor at the station was busy compacting the load that I and the other subjects were in. The girl wasn’t to happy about being compacted again and pushed into the large 40 foot long transfer packer body trailer that was almost full already. I was getting rather used to being compacted over and over again. Once the packer cycle was finished and the packer had fully retracted, more and more diapers began to be dumped into the hopper again by other larger trucks. It was time for the front-loader trucks to have their turn to dump their loads. The massive amounts of diapers that were falling out of the front loaders was filling the transfer station’s hopper up rather quickly so the compactor operator in the booth, set the packer cycle on continuous mode. As the diapers and I fell into the hopper, the compactor again pressed rather hard into the loads of diapers, forcing them into the container of the transport truck. My diaper now had the booster pads partially sticking out of the left leg elastics near the bottom of my left butt cheek. I also had some other diapers stuck to the back of my diaper by the tapes of the other diapers…..as more and more diapers get emptied into the hopper and compacted, the more diapers that get crushed against my diaper and I. Once the transfer truck was full, the tailgate was then closed and then locked, and it got really, really dark inside. The smells of all the wet diapers in the loads loomed heavily and the crinkling of the diaper plastic could be heard. I was one of two subjects that made it into the first truck bound for the private landfill for diapers only.

The driver drove the full trailer load the long distance to the diaper landfill where the load was dumped out into a very, very deep pit full of other loads of diapers that had been collected over the last two months. The pile that was forming was at least four stories high if not more. Once the load I was so tightly packed in, had been ejected from the transfer truck, the truck left and a few more trucks dumped their loads on the other side of the pit before all the rest of the trucks were directed to empty their loads, into the new almost empty pit. The diapers were very, very heavy on top of me as I lay there in the pit, still wearing the not-so soaking wet disposable diaper that had been put on me before I had been disposed of. I laid there for the entire day, until the diaper landfill closed for the day. Once the general public and the diaper sanitation drivers all had left, the night team came in and began to prepare the next pit to be used after the latest pit being used fills up.

I could barely hear all the equipment running down the hill from the pit I was in as I dug my way out of the pile and out into open air. I found my way out of the pit and decided to try exploring the area. When I got to the top of the pit, a security guard saw me and then came over to me to stop me from leaving the pile and pit. “Hey there diapered trash boy…better git your soaking wet ass back into the pit…don’t make me throw you back into the pile!” Stated the security guard as he stood over me and forced me to turn around and go back into the pit. “If I catch you coming out of the pit I will take you over to the office where they will deal with you…understand??? Now Stay in the pit…you are dirty diaper-trash….and now belong to the landfill…..they instructed me not to let any of the subjects roam the area freely. If we must move some of you, then we are allowed to do so.” Explained the Security Guard as he turned back around and went back on his usual Cushman golf cart patrol route. I toddled out to the pile of diapers nearby and found two other subjects being taken away from the pile, put onto a large Cushman truck, and then they were hauled away and over to a large building where they were taken inside. I never heard or saw those two subjects again after that. Later on, two men in white uniforms came out of the large, white cinderblock, warehouse-like building talking about how they had just finished flushing six subjects wearing wet cloth diapers, down one of their special wet disposal toilets, used to get rid of large amounts of cloth diapers and subjects that are ordered to be flushed. They were talking about how the two subjects were dunked in and out of the water before they were put into the large flushing bowl. The other man talked about how both subjects had their legs draped over the side when the bowl flushed and how they both looked when the loads of diapers went down the drain.

The two men passed by the pile I was stuck in. They walked by talking about their next load that they are going to do right then and some about the two subjects that they were going to get right then. Once the two men disappeared, a small crew of two women, two men all wearing brown jumpsuits with the diaper landfill’s emblems on patches right above their left breast pockets, came over to the pile I was in. Both of the women came over to me and took me by each arm and then they carried me away from the pile and over to a large blue special washing machine that washed disposable diapers first then it broke them up into little tiny pieces and particles so that each disposable diaper could be recycled. The two women dragged me over to the two men working to load the machine and asked them both where to leave me until I could be loaded.

“Hi guys, we have this subject here for ya, where would like us to put him until you can load him?” Asked the lady on the right of me. “Um, put him into the first tilt truck over there full of the diapers then close and lock the lid. I will be loading that cart in 10 minutes.” Stated the man as he loaded half a cart full of diapers onto the conveyor belt that was taking the diapers up and into the opening of the machine. A few minutes later, the man took the cart over to the end of the conveyor belt and then opened the locking lid. “Hi there, diapered one, I am going to load you and all of these diapers into this disposable diaper recycling machine. After the cycles are finished, you will come out with no diaper on.” Explained the man right before he picked me up and loaded me onto the upward bound conveyor belt that led into the opening of the diaper recycling machine.

The conveyor belt carried me up and into the opening of the large disposable diaper recycling machine then dumped the diapers and I into it. Before too long, the machine was full. Then, the steel door closed and then the agitator began to fill up with warm water and detergents that foamed up. My disposable diaper began to puff up as it got wetter and wetter. Then, like a washing machine, the agitator began to turn around and around, bouncing the diapers and I around and around, washing the diapers as it worked.

Then, the rinse cycle began. The soapy water drained out and then the rinse water began to fill the agitator. As the rinse water filled the agitator, my diaper and the other diapers in the load began to break apart from bouncing around and hitting things in the agitator. Pieces of my diaper began to float away with the water. After a while, I was no longer wearing a diaper any more. My diaper along with the others, were now broken up into little shreds and fibers. The plastics, paper and the Super absorbent polymers had all been pulled into filters that the water drained through.

On the back side of the machine, all of what used to be diapers, was washed away in torn-up pieces and then sent to get shredded up further after being washed.

Once the machine stopped, I was pulled through the other end of the machine and then deposited into one of the many filters along with the rest of the diapers. When someone checked the filter that I had come into, they saw me and pulled me out.  The man who pulled me out, took me over to a woman at a subject care station where he left me there with the women. I was soaking wet, slimy, naked and dirty with all of the left-over super absorbent gels from the diapers. “Well! What do we have here? Looks like you need…to be diapered. I am going to take care of that for ya. Come with me dirty thing and I will get you all nice and diapered.” Said the woman as she took me by my left hand and led me over to a changing station that was ready and vacant.

The woman picked me up and then laid me down onto my back, onto the changing table then she strapped me down well so that I couldn’t get up. “There! Now, I am going to find out what kind of diaper to put on you so that we can get you ready for the next thing you and your diaper will get used for, but for now, I will put you into these old pre-fold diapers.” Said the woman as she walked over to a pile of cloth pre-fold diapers, picked up three of them, then came back over to start putting them on me. The woman slid the three, bulky, cloth pre-fold diapers underneath me.

Once the woman had put the three cloth pre-fold diapers underneath me, she then began to pull up each individual diaper between my legs. She then pulled the third and last pre-fold cloth diaper up and then used two snappies to fasten my diapers. Then, she went over to a clipboard and then wrote down when she had changed me and what type and how many diapers were put on me. Then, she came back over to the changer to get me out of the restraints and then off the changer. “Now, I am going to take you over to the chemical testing labs and leave you with them. Once they are finished with you, they are going to bring you out to the area where all of the cloth pre-fold diapers are put into a deep pit that has a four-story high pile of cloth diapers. Then, you will be kept in the same diapers, even if you are soaked…until it is time to either flush the diapers, wash, rinse and shred the diapers up or they decide to bury you and the diapers. Don’t worry though, they usually leave the top half of you exposed….they will only bury you up past your diapers….for a week until your diapers are sufficiently composted.”

Explained the woman who had taken my left hand and was leading me over to the lab pick-up station. Once the woman had brought me over to the station, she asked the nearest person working there a question; “Where should I leave this subject?” Asked the woman still holding my left hand and talking to the man and woman standing near the sorting tables. Then the woman spoke up; “oh, go ahead and leave him in that large metal dumpster over there with all of those old, formerly wet cloth diapers in it. Make sure you close and latch the metal lid. We will be taking all of the diapers and stuff out of there shortly and getting it all ready to be either shredded, composted or taken over to a maid service to be used as dusting and cleaning rags before they get shredded up.” Explained the sorting woman, as the woman holding my hand, wrenched me over to the large metal dumpster. The woman slid open the heavy metal lid on the large 8 yard dumpster and then she picked me up and then laid me down on top of all of the diapers inside before she slid the sliding metal doors closed before locking them shut. I was inside the metal dumpster for at least four hours before a large truck came over to the dumpster and then picked it up and then dumped it. The truck was already full of other larger loads of cloth pre-fold diapers that were going to be composted and some were going to be shredded and then sold off to disposable diaper companies to be made into disposable diaper fluff when combined with paper pulp fluff. The front-loader truck’s compactor started up and began to crush the large load of cloth pre-fold diapers and I. I slid across the bottom of the hopper floor and the cloth diapers behind me began to press against me from my thickly cloth diapered butt, to my back of my head as my face was being forced into the tightly packed load of other cloth pre-fold diapers already inside.

The truck then put the large 8 yard tall container down and then backed up and then drove to the next stop. The truck drove for about fifteen minutes before it turned left and then drove for a minute before it slowed then stopped. Then, another large and tall, over-filled 8 yard dumpster full of pre-fold cloth diapers. Some clean and still folded and some that were formerly wet and had dried stiff before they had been disposed of.

The dumpster rose above the truck then began to tip over. The cloth pre-fold diapers spilled out and fell into the hopper in a large, tall pile, with a few of the diapers falling out onto the top of the truck and some onto the ground on the driver’s side of the truck.

Six of the pre-fold diapers landed on the ground, scattering a bit as they fell. The cloth pre-folds that fell onto the top of the truck, fell onto the spillway in a pile near the edge of the hopper. A few seconds later, the dumpster went back down and then the truck backed up and then went over to the second over-filled and over-flowing dumpster full of cloth pre-fold diapers. As the truck picked the dumpster up, the diapers at the top of the pile fell out and onto the ground around where the dumpster used to be, as it rose up and above the truck.

The dumpster tipped over and dumped in almost all of the cloth diapers from the dumpster. Again, a few of the cloth pre-fold diapers spilled out onto the spillway, (that little flat spot over the cab) and then landed in a small pile near the others that had spilled out onto the spillway from the load before. These diapers were still soaking wet from being rinsed out in a toilet just prior to being tossed into the trash after only one wetting. Then that now empty dumpster went back down and then the truck backed up and then it drove over to a set of FOUR over-flowing and over-filled dumpsters full of cloth pre-fold diapers, old t-shirts, old cloth training pants and a lot of plastic pants too.

Down in the middle of one of the loads in the first or second dumpster there was a short, young girl wearing three layers of clean brand new cloth pre-folds that had a lot of baby powder in them. She had two pigtails and she had a pacifier stuck in her mouth that she couldn’t get out due to the tape that was holding it in and the fact that her hands and arms were being held together by zip-ties. The truck pulled up to the dumpster and then lowered it’s forks. The driver then slid the forks into the slots and then began to slowly pick the over flowing, dumpster up into the air. As it rose into the air, the girl down in the middle of the pile of pre-fold diapers, began to squirm. She knew that she was about to get emptied into the compactor and she was getting scared. As the dumpster began to tip over, she wet her diaper, soaking the inner layers. The outer layers remained clean and dry. As the dumpster tipped over, all of the diapers began to fall out into the hopper. The thickly diapered girl also fell out and then was quickly covered by the rest of the diapers from the dumpster. Once the dumpster was empty, the dumpster began to go back down and was set back into it’s original place. Then the truck backed up, and then it went over to an over-flowing, over filled tall, 6 yard dumpster like this one. (below) and then inserted the forks to get ready to pick the dumpster up to empty it.

Once the other dumpster rose into the air and then it tipped over and began to empty all of the disposable and cloth pre-fold diapers into the hopper.

Then, the compactor started up and began to crush the load of diapers and the diapered girl against the rest of the loads of diapers in the back part of the truck. Then the dumpster went back down as the compactor was retracting to get ready to compact the loads again. Then once the dumpster was back down and in it’s place, the truck backed up and then it started to drive to the next stop. As the truck drove, the compactor kept cycling. The packer would pack and then retract, pack and then retract. This caused one of the snappies on girl’s diaper to pop off and get stuck onto another diaper that she was being pressed against.

Then the back of her diaper and plastic pants began to bunch up even more as it was being forced upwards slightly and also against her butt. Any cloth pre-fold diapers that were on any of the subjects, were now being scrunched up and forced out of the plastic pants, under the pressure through the waistband and leg elastics.

The truck turned right and then it drove on for miles and miles through traffic and through the city. The driver even stopped at a local convenience market to get his lunch and sit and eat before going back to work. The driver turned the truck off for at least half an hour before the truck started back up and then the driver drove the truck to the next and last stop. The place the truck stopped at next was a large cloth diaper factory.

The factory routinely threw out the diapers that had defects and the diapers that they used for quality control. The poor little subjects that had the misfortune of being used as quality control product testers, also got disposed of after a very few tests. The factory usually walked each subject out to the large dumpsters, still wearing the cloth diapers that had been tested, and then they lift the subjects up into the dumpster that is the least full and then they toss in another five or six large 32 gallon sized trash cans worth of third quality cloth diapers with too many defects in them to sell or let be used by anyone other than their quality control test subjects. There were now three very thickly diapered test subjects in one of the dumpsters that the trash truck was coming to empty.

As the trash truck approached the first dumpster, the last of four dumpsters was just then being loaded with one subject, a 25 year old developmentally delayed girl who’s mental and emotional ages were both stuck at age 1 and a half. She could just barely walk and or talk and she was stuck in diapers 24 hours a day. The factory used her to test their over-night cloth diapers and she had three of the factory’s double-thick Cloth Diaper Double-Ups brand Cloth Booster pads in her diaper also when she had been tested. Once she and her diaper had been checked and tested, she was then immediately walked right out to the back of he factory and then put right into the last dumpster wearing only the diaper she had on. As the front-loading trash truck emptied the first two dumpsters, the last dumpster was just having the last five or six large loads of cloth diapers loaded into it before it would be emptied. As the trash truck emptied the first two dumpsters full of cloth diapers, the factory was just getting ready to bring out four more diapered quality control test subjects. The janitors lined the subjects up that could walk and carried one that couldn’t walk, then marched them outside to the back where the dumpsters were, just in time for the trash truck to take them. The janitors marched the subjects up to the last dumpster and then the janitors picked each subject up and then helped them into the dumpster. Once all of the subjects had been put into the dumpster, the janitors locked the sliding metal side doors and then motioned for the waiting trash truck to go ahead and empty the last two dumpsters.

The truck slowly inches its way up to the waiting dumpster with it’s forks lowered. Then the driver inserts the forks and then the dumpster begins to rise into the air. The diapers and the subjects inside the dumpster, begin to slide to one side as the dumpster begins to tip. Then the dumpster begins to tip over, dumping the diapers and the diapered subjects into the hopper. The diapers spill out and scatter about in the hopper. Then, the driver bangs the dumpster twice then lowers the now empty dumpster back to the ground.

Then the truck backs up and then it positions itself to slide the forks into the next full dumpster. Once the truck inserts the forks into the last full dumpster, the truck waits while the driver cycles the compactor a few times to make more room for the in-coming load of diapers and diapered subjects. The poor diapered subjects didn’t even have time to settle into the dumpster. They all just fell out into the mostly empty hopper, on top of the diapers that were put in after they had been loaded into the dumpster.

Then the driver put the dumpster back down and then withdrew the forks before he drove off to the cloth and disposable diaper composting facility….where none of the diapers or the diapered subjects would be sorted, used for anything, sold to any of the diaper factories or any of the people wanting one of the diapered subjects. This was the final time that any of them would be allowed outside the tall brick walls of the cloth and disposable diaper composting facility.

The truck drove for miles and miles turning left and then right and then driving straight down a 10 mile dirt road that led to the diaper disposal landfill near a wide river. 

After driving the long ten miles at 30 miles an hour, the truck pulled up to the scales at the front gate of the cloth and disposable diaper composting facility.

 

The gaurds at the gate took the truck’s weight, gave the driver a ticket with the weight on it, and then instructed the driver where to go. Then the gaurds opened the front gate and let the truck through.

The truck drove past a VERY, VERY tall, large pile of disposable diapers near the dirt road that led to the area where the truck was going to have to dump it’s load. The truck drove for five minutes until it turned, stopped and then backed up then stopped in an area where the cloth diapers were going to be composted. The driver jumped out of the cab, walked to the back and then unlocked the tailgate then went back to the cab to hit the switch that opened it and started the ejection cycle. The compactor began to press into the load of diapers and all of us diapered subjects that had been tightly smashed between all of these diapers. As the compactor blade pressed, the loads of diapers began to get pushed out, making everything spill out into a large pile on the ground. The pile was now mostly fragments of a cube that had formed in the compactor container of the truck. The diapers began to settle more and more as the truck slowly inched further and further away as the last of the load fell out. Then the driver closed the tailgate and then walked around to the back to lock it up again. Then the driver got back into the cab and then drove off to the front gate to get weighed out and get paid for the weight that he just brought in. once the diapers had settled for a bit, some of the workers at the cloth and disposable diaper composting facility came over to the pile and began to rummage through the pile. The workers were pulling out some of the still useable diapers, packages of unused cloth  diapers and a few of the subjects to see what condition their diapers were in and if they needed to be changed or not. Those that DID need to be changed, got some of the diapers from the pile, put on them and then the subjects were put back into the same pile that they came from and told that they could walk around a little bit but to stay around the pile that they came in. I was smashed between a ton of diapers when a man pulled me out from the pile. The man put me down onto my feet and noticed how saggy and heavy my soaking wet cloth diaper was. “WOW! You sure have a super soaking wet diaper on…don’t you little one?” here, come with me….I will take care of that for you…RIGHT….now.” Said the man as he took me by my right hand and then led me over to another pile of cloth diapers that was more than four stories tall. The man then made me lay down on the base of the pile, on top of a whole bunch of other formerly wet, now fully dried cloth diapers.

“Here, lay down right here for a few minutes while I get some other cloth diapers to put on you…don’t go anywhere now…ok?” Said the man as he walked away for a few minutes. I laid there on the other pile for at least 20 minutes until the man came back carrying two rather thick, bulky, rather clean looking cloth diapers and a pair of see-through frosted plastic pants. “Ok little one, I found some nice, clean looking cloth diapers to put on you and this nice….pair…of soft and comfy plastic pants to put on over these two cloth diapers. Ok, so now I need to find a good spot to take you to change you….where….can…..we…do this….hmmmm?” said the man scratching his head and looking around. Then the man spotted an area to take me to change my diapers.

“Ok, little one, here, let me take you over here to this very private area so I can change those soaking…wet cloth diapers for you.” Said the man as he led me over to a secluded area of the cloth and disposable diaper composting facility, near the back and between four towering piles of cloth diapers. He made me lie down on the ground then he began to unfasten the snappies that were holding my diaper on. Then he removed the snappies and then pulled the soaking wet cloth diaper out from underneath me and then he tossed it through the air and onto one of the piles nearby. “There! No more wet diaper….now, here come the nice, soft, comfy, dry cloth diapers, not clean diapers though….ok…lift up…good, now, the second diaper…..ok…there…now, I fold it a little bit…like….this….so that it will fit between those cute little legs of yours….ok…there…..Now for the second cloth diaper…ok…folding it….there..now, I just put these two snappies on…….like…….this……and…….this….now…for the plastic pants……ok….one foot in the leg hole, ok, two feet in the leg hole…now….I slowly work the pants up your legs…and O…VER….your VERY….THICK….UH….Cloth diapers….there! All…..Done! now, it’s time to get you ready to soak in the nice, heated composter along with the rest of the diapers that are in that pile I took you from….the composter will have water filled up just above the diapers then it will begin to stir the diapers around and around, slowly…VERY….VERY…VERY….Slowly as composting enzymes go to work on the diapers that you are wearing and the diapers from the pile you came from.” Explained the man as he took me by my left hand and then led me back to the pile I came from. Once the man and I arrived back at the pile I came from, the man asked one of the compost machine loaders when the pile he was pointing at, was going to be loaded and composted. “Excuse me Joe, when will this pile be loaded and composted?”

“It is a new pile, and we still are trying to get four other piles composted first that came in last week. I think it will be at least a month or more before that pile even gets put on our to-do list.” Explained Joe as he went back to loading a whole bunch of cloth diapers from one of the two-story high piles just across from the pile I was in. “Thanks Joe…” Said the man as he turned away and looked at me again. “Well, you are lucky little one…You and the diapers in this pile will be here for a while until they decide to load you and the diapers into one of the composting machines. By then, you and the diapers here, will be looking like they are ready to be composted. Either I or Susan, my co-worker, will come by twice a day and check your diaper to see if it needs to be changed or not. If by some miracle you and the diapers in this pile, don’t get ordered to be flushed down one of our special toilets, used for flushing and disposing of diapers, in the next two weeks, and you and the pile are still here, I will take you over to one of the areas where we can bring little diapered subjects to get their diapers sprayed with pre-compost enzymes that will help break your diaper down some to get them ready for when they load you into the composter….ok?” Explained the man. “Then, I will take you and all of the diapers that get sprayed, and Susan and I will hang them up to dry in the sun…I will have some very special clips that we use to clamp to the back part of your waistband of your cloth diapers so that we can hang you up on the line with the rest of your diapers, to dry. Then, we leave you there until your diapers are completely dry. Once they dry, we come and take you down and then we take you and all of the diapers to another area that is for piles of diapers that have been sprayed with pre-compost enzymes. There…..you will stay until the compost machine crew comes and gathers you and the diapers up and then takes you and them over to one of the waiting composters.” Explained the man. “Ok, time to get back into the pile, now go lay down or something….and maybe Susan will come by and introduce herself and bring you subjects some bottles full of water.” Said the man as he helped me back onto the pile. Then the man left. The other subjects found comfortable places in the pile to nestle into so that they could sleep for a while. I also found a comfy spot in the middle of the pile, underneath a whole bunch of the cloth diapers to fall asleep in. It was kind of like a little covered nest of cloth pre-fold diapers, both formerly wet and clean, well, mostly clean, unworn and usable…that is…..considering that the cloth diapers have been in a trash truck and now are on the ground.....

It wasn’t until the next morning around 8 am when Susan, the other worker assigned to the area and this and the other piles in the area, came over to the pile to take a look at all of the subject’s diapers to see if they needed to be changed. Susan brought with her, a whole bunch of bottles full of water to give to all of us subjects. She rummaged around in the pile of diapers, moving and scattering diapers around until she found me. She then made me get up and stand in front of her so that she could look at my diaper. She then walked around me and then she told me to wait there while she made three other subjects stand up in front of her, so that she could also see the condition of their diapers.

Then, she came over to me and then slid her hand between my stomach and my diaper.

She slid her hand all the way down to where my penis is and began to feel it and the inside of the wet diaper. “Well! I think I will just take YOUR diaper off and then toss it back into the pile and then I will get you diapered into a disposable diaper so that I can take you over to our disposable diaper pile where you will be left for the next six days.

The pile is managed by a couple of other ladies assigned to that area…they will tend to you and anything they think you need.” Then the woman did just that. She came right over to me, and began to take my cloth pre-fold diaper off, right in front of the rest of the other subjects, tossing my wet cloth diaper into the pile on the ground. “Now….come with me…..and I will get you diapered in one of the nice, comfy, thick disposable diapers we have from one of our disposable diaper piles.” Said the woman as she took me by my left hand and brought me over to a rather large, tall pile of disposable diapers, near a football field away from the cloth diaper pile. The woman then pulled me in front of her then made me stand while she went over to the pile and then rummaged around in it to find me a diaper that was as dry as she could find, to put on me. Finding one, she came back over to me and began to put it on me as I stood right there in front of her. “Now, once I get done putting this diaper on you, you and I….little diaper trash, are going to go right over to our transport station where I will leave you so that they can take you over to the disposable diaper recycling and manufacturing facility where they need you or want you. The transport staff will load you and other disposable diapers into their big truck and then they will dump you back out at the disposable diaper recycling and manufacturing facility. I am going to leave you with the transport staff. Now…..they don’t care what you are wearing, how you look or if you are wet or dry….they only want to get you and all of the diapers to the recycling facility and then when they are done dumping you and the diapers out onto a pile, they will just go and get more diapers and other subjects that are going to this facility. They do have a compactor in their big truck so…..be prepared to get compacted quite few times before they have to drive to the facility they are taking you and the diapers to…ok?” Explained the woman as she and I walked over to the transport station.

Just a few minutes later, the woman left me with another woman who then took me straight over to where two very muscular men in brown jumpsuits were loading a rather large manual side-loading trash truck that belonged to the diaper disposal, recycling and manufacturing facility. One of the men saw the woman holding me by my left hand, standing there waiting for the chance to give me to one of them. “hey….bring that over here…and I will load it into the truck when this packer cycle is done.” Said one of the men. “make him stand over here where he can see what we are doing while we load in some more disposable diapers, before we have to load that diapered trash you have there…into the hopper.” Said the rather large, muscular man to the petite blonde woman holding my hand. The woman then brought me over to the side of the large trash truck and then made me stand right next to the hopper where I could see everything that they were emptying into it. “Leave that here and then I will get to it in a few…” said the man as he loaded a whole bunch of loose disposable diapers into the hopper, tossing them and dropping them into the hopper as he continued to load the truck.

Then, once the hopper was about half way full, the man turned to his left and then reached down and picked me up under my arms. His rough, dirty gloved hands carried me through the air and over the hopper where he dropped me down inside, on top of all of the many varying brands, sizes and types of disposable diapers. I fell down and landed on top of the diapers and bounced once before coming to a rest on my right side. The men continued to load the hopper with more and more loose disposable diapers for a bit. The loads of diapers slowly covered me from head to toe some of them even had their liners resting against me. Many of the diapers draped haplessly over my hips, head, covering my face completely….as the men loaded the hopper. Then, a large couple of opened packages of clean disposable diapers were tossed into the hopper, each landing on top of me, before one of the men decided to hit the packer button. The compactor started up and began to crush and bunch up all of the diapers in the hopper. As the packer blade came into contact with me, the diapers against the packer began to press against me, causing me to slide against the hopper floor. The diapers underneath me were weighted down by me and continued to slide along the hopper floor too as the packer crushed the diapers and I into the packer body, against the rest of the diapers that were already in there.

The packer pressed against the diapers really, really hard, causing my diaper to buckle up against my butt and the other loose disposable diapers to press into my crotch, between my legs, causing my legs to slowly spread apart as I went into the packer body. Once the packer began to retract, the pressure released and some of the diapers popped back into the hopper and my legs were able to be put together again. The men continued to load more and more loose disposable diapers into the hopper. There weren’t that many left to load now but there were going to be more at the next area that they had to go to, so that they could take more diapers to the final disposal pile where they were going to be left for good. The men continued to load the rest of the diapers into the hopper until the last loose disposable diaper had been tossed into the hopper.

As the last diaper was loaded into the hopper, the compactor was started and ran it’s cycle. Then the two men got into the cab and then drove to the next area, 500 feet from the stop they just left, in the 80 acre lot. The truck drove up to the next area with a pile that was 6.5 feet tall and wider than a large Christmas tree. The two men jumped out and came over to the pile and began to toss arm-loads worth of the diapers into the hopper. It took the two men a little while to toss in a lot of the diapers and to whittle the pile down to about half-way. As the two men continued to load the loose, unrolled, disposable diapers from the pile, a woman brought a subject over wearing a very, very, very thick, bulky disposable diaper and the woman was carrying a bag with leg-holes in each bottom end that also had elastic tie-ups. (This was so that the bag would hug the subject’s legs and so that the diapers in the bag wouldn’t slip out during transport to the trash pile)

The bag was empty but when the woman brought the subject over to the side of the trash truck, she stopped the thickly diapered girl and told her that she was going to have to wear this nice trash bag over her diaper so that it could also hold a bunch of diapers that were going to be disposed of. The woman then made the thickly diapered girl step into the bag, like a pair of plastic pants, then the bag was pulled up and then over the girl’s diaper. The bag reached up to the girl’s neck once it was pulled up all of the way.

Then, the woman bent down to tie up the leg elastic pull-ties on each side of the bag before leading the poor thickly diapered girl over to the pile so that a whole bunch of the diapers from the pile could be put into the bag the thickly diapered girl was wearing.

Diaper after formerly wet disposable diaper was put into the bag, unrolled, open, loose disposable diapers that had dried up and had been disposed of and brought to this facility for disposal. The facility was having certain amounts of the diapers and subjects picked up and then taken to one of their disposable diaper recycling facilities that made more disposable diapers out of the old disposable diapers. Some of the diapers that were being collected, were going to be resold as formerly wet diapers to use on subjects being disposed of. The woman, who was wearing a white, rubber apron that hung around her neck and tied in back, stuffed the last disposable diaper into the bag before shaking the bag a little so it could be pulled just over the thickly diapered girl’s shoulders before it could be tied with the bag’s pull-tie handles. Once the bag was tied and closed, the woman then marched the girl over to the side of the hopper to wait for the two men to be ready to take her. As the woman marched the girl over to the side of the hopper, she told the girl; “it’s recycling time….time to take out the trash that is being recycled….too bad too, because if I didn’t have orders to recycle you, I’d be able to take you over to our special nursery for our permanently stationed subjects. We keep all of them there until someone needs a subject for something…..you…little one, would have probably been put to good use. Then….you will be sold off with some of the company’s recycled disposable diapers to someone needing or wanting a person in diapers to take care of.” Explained the woman to the girl as she handed the girl in the trash bag full of diapers to the diaper disposal recycling employees. “Here, I have some more recycling trash for you….” Stated the woman to the closest of the two men who were loading the hopper with the loose disposable diapers.

The 6 foot-five inch tall man wearing a navy blue jumpsuit with the company patches above the breast pocket turned to his left and then came over to pick the girl up by the trash bag ties to load her into the hopper. As he picked the girl up by the trash bag ties, the girl’s legs dangled in the air, sticking out of the elastic leg-holes of the special, super strong bag, as he gave the bag a toss into the hopper. The poor girl in the bag of diapers landed on top of some other loose, unrolled formerly wet disposable diapers then she fell over onto her right side with her back facing the compactor blade. Then, as the last two cans full of other disposable diapers was dumped in, the compactor started up as one of the men pushed the button. Then one of the trash men waved to the woman wearing the rubber apron then they drove off to the next stop which was not very far from the last stop. The girl in the trash bag full of diapers had all of the dry, slightly crusty disposable diapers pressing very, very hard against her and her diaper. Her diaper was beginning to buckle and bunch up between her legs and the bag she was in, was buckled and was now almost covering her chin as she lay on her side, pressed against the rest of the diapers in the load that was in the rear container. As the truck pulled up to the next stop, the diapers in the container shifted forward a little bit as the truck came to a stop. The two men jumped out and began to empty the first of six full large cans into the empty hopper.

Some of the cans that had been over filled, and were over-flowing with loose, unwrapped wet disposable diapers, had some of the diapers falling out and onto the ground as the men emptied each of the cans. A few minutes later, a man and a woman came over to the side of the truck with two rather thickly diapered boys that were going to be recycled, along with the diapers that were now being loaded into the hopper of the side-loading truck. Both of the boys diapers were rather dry looking from the outside but were slightly wet from being scared as one of the trash men came over to both boys to take one over to get loaded into the hopper. “Ok, which one is going to be first?” Asked the trash man.

“Take your pick….this one here, or this one….they both are going…we want them loaded separately and between as many diapers as you can.” Stated the man standing next to the woman who was holding onto the shoulders of one of the boys. “Ok….well, I will take this one first, then I will come back for the second then…” stated the trash man taking one of the thickly diapered boys over to the side of the truck and loading him. The boy waddled with his legs bow-legged as he was escorted over to the side of the truck. “Ok boy, it’s trash time…you and your diaper are now trash! Now bend over the side of the place where all those diapers have been dumped and then stay there for a second so that I can flip you in!” Ordered the trash man to the boy.

Once the first boy was in the hopper, the trash man came over to get the second boy. “Ok my boy, it’s time to go…say good-bye to your caregivers…you….are going for a nice, cozy ride in my nice, comfy trash truck! Is your diaper nice and comfy? If it is now, it won’t be in just a few minutes…after I run a cycle of the compactor….I am going to make you watch as we run the first cycle with your brother in it….then you can see what is going to happen to you in a few seconds!” stated the trash man as he held the boy’s shoulders with his hands that had working gloves on them. The trash man then hit the compactor switch and then made the boy stand there and watch as his brother was compacted with all of the clean and dirty diapers. Then the trash man picked the boy up underneath his arms and then hoisted him into the hopper in an Indian-style sitting position. “There, now stay right there while I finish dumping the rest of these diapers into the hopper…this won’t take long” Stated the trash man to the boy who was now sitting in the hopper. As the trash man began to empty the rest of the diapers into the hopper, the boy inside the hopper was forced onto his back with his legs facing the opening of the hopper container, which already had been packed to the half-way mark, by the weight of all of the heavy unrolled, wet, disposable diapers. Then the trash man put the large empty tote back down and then rolled it aside before grabbing the next full one and then he hooked it up to the tote tipper and then the tote rose and tipped over, spilling the loose  unrolled, open, wet disposable diapers that had three to six soaking wet booster pads in each diaper, into the now almost full hopper. Then the trash man put the now empty tote back to the ground than he hit the packer switch which started the compactor cycle. The diapers in the hopper began to bunch together as the packer pushed the diapers and the boy into the container along with the rest of the other loose diapers and bagged unrolled disposable diapers. Then the trash man emptied the last full tote full of loose, wet disposable diapers into the hopper before he got into the cab and then went to the next stop. As the trash truck driver drove down the alley to the next stop, the packer kept cycling, until the truck stopped. The truck pulled up to the first house at the beginning of the next alley and stopped. The two trash men got out of the cab and then went over to the first of six totes that were over stuffed with loose cloth pre-fold and loose wet disposable diapers. There was a young maid standing next to the first totes with her thickly diapered 19 year old boy and her thickly diapered 16 year old girl.

The girl was wearing really thick cloth pre-fold diapers that were slightly wet underneath her pull-on frosted plastic pants and the boy was wearing a Tranquility Slimlines Large sized disposable diaper with six Dignity Naturals Booster pads (Diaper Doublers). The maid decided to take the plastic pants off of the girl and then made her hold onto the plastic pants  while she put a thick, bulky disposable diaper over the already thick cloth diaper that the poor girl was wearing, while the boy and girl waited for the trash men to take them both. “Here, let me take off these plastic pants you are wearing before the nice trash men come to take you away and put on this nice, thick disposable diaper. That way, when you get to the disposable diaper recycling facility, your diaper will be ready to be recycled. Now stand here and don’t give me any trouble while I put this disposable diaper on you.” Ordered the maid to the girl. Then, once the maid was finished putting the disposable diaper on over the girl’s slightly wet cloth pre-fold diapers, the maid walked the girl over to the side of the truck for the trash men to take. “Hi there guys, I have two for ya today. Here is the first, and I will go and get you the second.” Stated the maid as she grabbed the attention of the two trash men who were loading the dirty disposable and some cloth pre-fold diapers into the hopper of their truck. The maid then went over to the thickly diapered 19 year old boy and then made him waddle over to the side of the truck to stand right behind the girl to wait until the trash men took them.

Hi there little ones…time for disposal now…ok…in you go little girl.” Said one of the trash men as he loaded the girl into the hopper just as the second trash man emptied another of the over-filled totes full of loose, wet disposable diapers into the hopper all over the girl. “Ok, now, your turn little boy, you and that nice, thick, saggy, comfy disposable diaper you are wearing are now our property. You are about to be loaded into our nice, dirty trash truck. Ready? Ok, one….two….threeeee! There…now wait there until we are finished emptying the rest of these large loads of dirty diapers..ok?” Stated the trash man as he went over to get the next over-filled totes ready to empty.

 More to come soon......

Time For Disposal-Version 1 Part 7

Once the woman and I had gone through the door, we walked down a very short hallway before the hall opened up into a full nursery. Another woman came over to us and said: “hi there, let me take your boy over to his crib for ya.” That would be nice, thank you.” Said the laundry woman. “How long will he be here?” Asked the nursery woman.

“Oh, long enough to know if he is being flushed or disposed of.” Explained the laundry woman. “Will we be the ones to dispose of him or will you be?” Asked the woman in the nursery. “I don’t know yet. I might be, then again I may not have the time to at this point, so, if I come and tell you to go ahead and dispose of him, do what you want with him, he will be all yours.” Explained the laundry woman to the woman from the nursery who was putting me into a crib. “Ok, I will wait for you to let me know that it’s time to dispose of this boy.” Stated the nursery tech watching the laundry lady leave the nursery. Once the laundry woman had left, the nursery tech went over to her desk and picked up the phone. She called over to the Lab that I had just came from and talked to the supervisor. He said that it was ok to do whatever the laundry tech asked them to do with me, since they were finished with me anyhow. Then she hung up with them and then she called the janitors and maids department. “Hello, hi, it’s Stephanie from the nursery…yes….I have now six subjects to pick up when you come to clean and take out the trash.” Stated Stephanie to the supervising janitorial department. “How would you like me to dispose of the subjects?” Asked the supervisor of the janitorial department. “I can compact them, I can…flush them down a toilet, I can…..send them to the compost piles, I can….send them to the diaper shredders, I can…..recycle them…I can……reprogram them all and then use them as compactor subjects exclusively, there are lots of ways that I can DISPOSE of them…so, which way would you like me to do them?” Asked the supervisor of the janitorial department. “Well, I DO have ONE subject that I DO want to have flushed down the diaper disposal toilet the rest…I really don’t care…WHAT you do with….just come get them by 5:00 pm today. All but one for now, I will leave a note on the one’s crib if it is ok or not.” Stated Stephanie. “Make sure that the subjects have nice, thick and comfy diapers on…they are……going for a ride!” Stated the supervisor to Stephanie.

“OH, they most certainly WILL have nice, thick and comfy diapers on…you can be assured of that!” see you all at 5:00 then, good day!” Stated Stephanie who then hung up. Then Stephanie came back over to my crib and then got me out. She helped me down to my feet and then she led me over to the nursing and feeding area so that she could give me a large bottle of nice, cold white whole milk. She took the bottle from a refrigerator and then led me over to a large, fluffy green couch. She then sat down and then pulled me into her lap. She then made me lay across her with my head nestled in her left arm.

“Ok boy, here…is a nice, cold bottle of milk for you…..when you are finished with it, you and I are going to have some nice, diapered fun together. You of course, will be fast….asleep though so be good now, and drink your bottle while I sing you a nice lull-a-bye ok?” Stated Stephanie as she gently rocked me as I steadily drank from the bottle.

Before too long, I was fast asleep as she had predicted. Once she knew I wasn’t going to wake up, she carried me out of the nursing and feeding room and into a large sound-proof room with a crib, a changer and lots and lots of cloth pre-folds and very, thick disposable diapers on shelves. She laid me down on to the changer and then began to take my diaper off. She laid my diaper open on the changer and then reached over to a large device that had a smooth pointed end on it that looked like a bullet from a .22 without the hole in the middle. This thing had a long chord attached to it and some switches and small dials at the end of that chord. The woman inserted this device into my anus and then turned it on to test it. She set the dials and turned some switches and then got me to get hard in a very short few seconds before she turned it off again so that she could get a nice, comfy diaper on me before she used this thing. She then put the device on the middle setting and then she put on a really, really thick, bulky disposable diaper with four booster pads inside of it, on me before she fastened the tapes and then she began to reach into the leg elastics of my diaper and then she began to get me as hard as she could. Then, a few minutes later, I was cumming in very, hard, bursts. Then, my hard-on didn’t go away as it would usually after I came, so she continued to rub my penis especially the head and tip of it. Again, the device went off inside me and caused a second large amount of cum to squirt out in rather hard burst right into my diaper’s padding. I was already nice and sticky as it is with the two cummings, but then a third? The device was set to make me cum until there was no more. It just kept stimulating me on and on. The third time I came into my diaper, it was just oozing out of the tip in large amounts. Stephanie had eyes that were as large as two full moons as she watched in pure amazement and delight. She even licked her lips and drooled a little bit too. “Too bad you couldn’t be awake for this little one….but as soon as I get some of this cum of yours into this sample bottle, I am going to be a very, very rich woman!” Said Stephanie softly as though she were talking to me. I will also be saving some of the cum in a little jar so that we can create more test subjects for us to use, and sell. I get paid for the cum and then at the labs, they engineer more subjects from the DNA and quite a few will look exactly like you. They have successfully done this a few times. In fact, several of your twins were picked up by the trash ladies, Zoe and Sadie. Your other twins are scattered about now, being used by some other families who wanted little ones and didn’t mind the fact that they are disabled and in diapers 24/7. There is also a cleaning service that has one of your twins too. They use him for a rag rack. They put all of the cloth diaper rags in a box and then they diaper him with a lot of cloth diapers. Then, they use him like a mop. They dunk his diapered butt into a large mop bucket and then they make him scoot across the tiled floor a bunch of times to help clean the floor using his diapered bottom. Then, when his diaper rags are really dirty, they take the diapers off and then toss them into the trash before they put him into more diaper rags until they need him again. They keep him in a special crib along with a large pile of rags, clean and dirty all in one pile, so that they can use the rags to change him with when they have to. There is also a disposable diaper company that uses one of your twins too. They put him into cloth pre-folds that come in as rags and then they soak him and the diapers well, before they send the diapers and him, wearing his diapers, into a special diaper shredder. The shredder shreds his cloth diapers right off of him and then he comes out the other side with nothing on. They then take him over to the quality control station and then put him into one of the sample diapers. They then put him and the diaper through some rather rigorous tests before they take that diaper off and then put him into another diaper and then do more tests before sending him and a diaper down to the place where they keep him for the night. They also keep a generous supply of the diapers they make, very close by for them to diaper him with. Now, a few trash companies also have some of your twins. They use them as disposal and compactor subjects to demonstrate their equipment with and how they load and compact subjects that have been disposed of, for people interested in their services.” Further explained Stephanie before she continued to stroke my penis.

“Now be a GOOD boy for me and cum lots and lots. Make mamma a RICH woman!” Said Stephanie as she rubbed and stroked my penis and lower body. About half an hour later, I had only cum a little bit and this made Stephanie really disappointed.

“Now, I am going to use the electro ejaculator! You didn’t cum enough for me! We are going to stay here until I can get enough cum from you, to make me RICH…Even if that takes a couple of days!!!!” Stated Stephanie, as she went to get the smooth, pointed bullet-looking electro ejaculator to insert into my rectum. She came back carrying the device and then she put it down beside me for a bit while she unfastened my diaper and then laid it open flat.

“I am going to put this thing inside of you so that I can get you to cum more! Once I get enough cum form you, I will wait for a day before using it again to get more cum and then I will dispose of you once I’ve got enough cum. While you are waiting to be disposed of, I will be changing your diapers a lot because after I use this thing on you once, the side effects are that you will be leaking cum for the next three to four days.

Cum will just simply ooze from you, even after you wet your diapers. It will also make you wet more often too for at least the next week or so. While you are here with me, you will get changed at least ten times a day or more if needed. When I get what I need…..I will just put you and your diaper that you have on, into the diaper pail over there and then put the diaper pail in the nursery for the maids and janitors to take out and dump for me.” Said Stephanie as she began to lube the end of the device to get it ready to insert into me.

Once it had been lubed, she stuck the device into my rectum which fit rather tightly and was rather uncomfortable. She then pulled my diaper back up and refastened the tapes.

“DON’T make me unfasten your diaper again because you pushed that thing out! It may make you want to push it out at first, but hold it in for me until it activates. Once it activates….little one, you won’t want to push it out, it will make you feel more comfortable while it works. It will feel like little spikes of electricity going through that part of you, but that is what will make you cum nice a hard with lots and lots of cum too.

Then, you will get your diaper changed and then you will cum some more. I won’t stop until there isn’t any large amounts coming out of you. Then, I will wait for a few days and then we will do this again. Then, I will dispose of you. Are you ready? I set the device for 2 minutes….just enough time to get your diaper back on you…..here….we…GO!” It should be starting right….NOW! AH…HA! Look at how HARD it made you! Let me start to rub your body while it’s working……it says in the instructions that rubbing your body further stimulates your nervous system…..I will check your diaper here in a few minutes….you should have came into it at least once if not twice by then……” Stated Stephanie.  Stephanie began to caress my body ever so gently as the device inside of me, stimulated me from the inside out. “OH! That’s my boy…..YEEEA! I can see you climaxing……that’s what I want……yes baby boy….that’s it……more cum…..that ought to feel really, really good! Now…..time for the next one…..(rubbing her hands together) get ready….oh, oh, OH yes baby boy…..mama is going to be a RICH woman! YES! YES! How does that one feel baby boy?” Cheered Stephanie as I came for the second time rather hard. Then Stephanie peeked into the waistband of my really, really thick disposable diaper with four booster pads in it and saw lots and lots of cum. She then got the little glass sample jar out and took some of the cum out of my diaper, which filled the little jar about a quarter of the way before she put the jar’s black screw-on lid back on. “GOOD boy! A Third time is coming……it might take a little longer now, but it WILL….be rather intense when you cum this time…..how does this feel……do you like to have the front of your diaper rubbed? Oooooh, look…he DOES….it feels REALLY nice huh little one?” Said Stephanie as she rubbed the front of my diaper. “Oh, it’s getting close to the third time…I can see it coming…..it’s coming, it’s COM…..ING!!! What a BOY! Oh…..OH…..OH…..a little more…..YES! YES! YES!!! You are making mama REALLY, REALLY HOT right now! That is a LOT….of CUM! WOW! Ok, now, let me scrape some of it into the jar before you go again……” Said Stephanie as she took the jar, opened it, and then inserted it into the waistband of my diaper to scrape the cum from me and the diaper before she pulled it out and put the lid back on again.

“ Now, I KNOW you have at least two more large cums for me before I have to change your diaper and let you sleep for the night……if it takes until midnight then it takes that long….I really don’t care…..I have to leave for a few minutes to call the janitorial department to let them know that their sixth subject is still here and in use but will be disposed of when I am done with you….I also have to go back into the nursery for a bit to take care of a few more subjects that are also going to be disposed of. I might even bring another boy in here to get some more cum from before they too get disposed of. I will come back and check on you in an hour.” Stated Stephanie as she left the room and went into the nursery. Once the door was closed, and then locked from the outside, there was no sound except for the sound of my crinkly, thick disposable diaper. I was still getting ready to cum a VERY large amount of cum again just 40 minutes before Stephanie was to check in on me again and then I was going to Cum yet again about 5 minutes before Stephanie comes back in to check on me.

Stephanie comes back with another boy wearing rather thick disposable diapers that are wet and sees that I have cum a lot.  She quickly straps the other boy down to the other changer that folds out of the wall and then she comes over to me to check my diaper. “Oh! MY!” Stephanie exclaims in delight. “I guess I need to unfasten your diaper so that I can scrape some more of your luscious cum into this nice sample bottle….MY! What a LOT….of…CUM!!! How sticky it is! Well, time to change your diaper….but you are far from done….you still have some cum left in you…I will reset the timer after I have changed your diaper.” Stated Stephanie talking to me even though she knows that I am unconscious. Stephanie proceeds to change my cum-soaked diaper and then she tosses my diaper into one of two diaper pails nearby without rolling it up. She then opens up another new, thick, bulky disposable diaper and then she puts four more thick, bulky booster pads into the diaper before she slides the diaper underneath me. She then resets the timer of the electro ejaculator that is partially sticking out of my rectum for another round. She sets it for a two minute delay before she pulls the front of the new diaper up and then fastens the tapes. “There….that ought to hold you for a bit until you cum at least two more times for me before I take the electro ejaculator out and then put you down for a nice long sleep in one of our 96 gallon trash cans.” States Stephanie softly to me…even though I am already unconscious. I had been unconscious the whole time, but Stephanie liked to say what was being done while she did it, because she was used to calling out what was happening for the subjects that were awake. 

“Well! Since you are awake, and you saw what I did to that other boy…laying on the other changer, that is what you are about to have done to you too. You are here to be “milked” forcibly for your very valuable cum. Your cum is going to make ME…a rich woman! After you get me a full jar of cum, you will be disposed of with the rest of your diapers. You will be having your diaper changed twice an hour while you are being “milked” for your cum. Each of the diapers you use, will be disposed of in your own diaper pail later on that, I will take out to the nursery and leave with the others to be taken out when the janitorial staff, the maids and janitors come in to take the trash out.

Once you are taken by them, you will belong to them, as their property. They can do what they want to you and with you until they dispose of you. The trash men like to use you as disposal and compactor subjects in their demonstrations for those seeking their services.

They only change your diaper when you get dumped out of their trucks after the truck is full each day. They keep you in nice, thick dry diapers, not necessarily clean diapers though….dry diapers…yes.” Explained Stephanie to the other boy as he laid there with the binky in his mouth. “Now be a good boy for me and cum lots and lots. Make me a rich woman! If this takes you a day or two to fill this little jar, then you will be here for two days. If it takes you two hours, you will only be here for two hours…understand little one?” Asked Stephanie to the other diapered boy. The boy nodded and then watched Stephanie get the other electro ejaculator ready to insert into him.

Once the device was ready, Stephanie unfastened the boy’s wet disposable diaper and then pulled it out from under him and then she tossed it right into the diaper pail without rolling the diaper up, before she opened up one of the thick, bulky disposable diapers. She then put in four thick, bulky booster pads before she slid the diaper underneath him and then she inserted the electro ejaculator with a 1 minute delay before she pulled the boy’s diaper up and fastened the tapes.

“Now, in 20 seconds, you will get really, really hard and then about 30 seconds after that, you will start to feel pressure building up and it will become greater and greater until you cum! Once you cum the first time, it will only be about 2 minutes before you cum hard again and then 3 to 4 minutes later, you will cum hard again…and then it won’t stop until the two hours has past….you won’t be awake by then though…..and I will have changed at least five maybe six diapers already. Once I know there isn’t any more cum inside you, I will put you into a diaper for the night and then put you down either in here or in the nursery until I wake you up again and bring you back in here for a second time of extracting cum from you. The side effects of using this device is that you will leak cum from your penis for at least three to four days and it will also make you wet more often too. So more soaked diapers is a good thing for you!” Stated Stephanie to the other boy.

“If I can’t get any more cum out of any of you, I will put a nice, thick diaper on you and then you will get disposed of immediately.” Stated Stephanie to both of us boys.

Then as I came REALLY, REALLY hard and a lot came out, Stephanie scraped all of the cum that she could fit into the specimen jar and then she reset the electro ejaculator to make me cum again. THIS time, there wasn’t a lot of cum oozing out of my penis any more. Stephanie then scraped what she could from my drugged body and then scraped as much as she could from the diaper I was wearing before she refastened the tapes tighter and then she picked me up and then carried me out of the sound-proof room and back out to the nursery room where she then carried me over to one of the large 96 gallon trash cans. She then opened the lid and then laid me down inside of it with my feet dangling off the side before she lowered the lid down across my legs. She then went back into the sound-proof room and brought back the diaper pail that she had been putting all of my cum-filled diapers into. She then came back over to the 96 gallon trash can that she had laid me into and then she raised the lid again and then she dumped and emptied my dirty disposable and cloth pre-fold diapers in on top of me before she lowered the lid again and then walked away. It was getting close to closing time now and the rest of the staff members were getting ready to move all of the other subjects into the back room that was locked so that someone could watch and monitor each of the subjects until it was time for each of them to be either disposed of or flushed or taken to one of the many cloth diaper shredders. I was still fast asleep and with a rather thick, bulky and now rather cum-stained , sticky diaper on, as the maids and janitorial cleaning staff began to come in and start their duties. The first thing they have to do is dump all of the diaper pails from all around the nursery, including the back room too into the 95 gallon can I was in. Then, while the maids wiped everything down, the janitors then took out all of the diaper trash to be collected by the trash men on their way to the back part of the diaper processing plant where all of the diapers got processed, got recycled, or put into diaper compost piles that was as large as six full-sized school buses, all parked together end to end and as tall as a six story building.

If the processing plant isn’t able to take any more diapers that day, the trash men drive to the nearest landfill and dump their load there. The landfill that the trash men go to is specially made just to take diapers and diaper related trash. At the Diaper Processing Plant, They recycle disposable diapers, they also sort them into piles; Still clean and usable,  wet diapers and messy diapers. The messy diapers get recycled right away. The wet diapers will be placed into a pile near one of the recycling machines that they use for the wet diapers. The wet diaper recycling machine can only fit so many diapers at one time, so the diapers must stay in the pile until the next load can be put into the tumbler.

                                                                                      

Every single disposable diaper is collected, put into a washing machine that will also break the diapers up into pieces. The lighter fibers will float to the top of the water and be siphoned off and then collected into another process. The plastic parts are washed and then collected and then they get sent to be pelletized. Then the pellets are then sold off to companies that will eventually make Plastic Picnic tables, Roofing Tiles, and other such things. The paper pulp materials are cleaned and sanitized before they get sold off to companies that make things like Air filters, vacuum Filters, oil filters and such. The Super absorbent polymers and other waste is then sent to be used as fuel to keep the processing plant going. Any subjects that come in there that still are diapered, get their diapers taken off and then the subjects are diapered again and then sent to a reprogramming facility that will program each subject for specific type uses before each of the subjects are then diapered, and then taken to be sold off to people who might need to use them for what ever they need them for. The Janitors began to gather up all of the wet diapers and all of the wet cloth pre-fold diapers that were being disposed of, dumping each pail into the 95 gallon tote I was in, on top of me. Then, Stephanie came out into the nursery. “Hey Gus, I want that subject in that tote you have, to be compacted very well! I want him and all of his diapers to be done as slowly as possible too.” Stephanie requested. “Oh, don’t you worry your beautiful head about that miss. He will be getting a very good compacting!” Said Gus, the janitor to Stephanie. “None of the subjects will be getting their diapers changed either, I might add.” Stated Gus as he wheeled the 95 gallon tote out of the room and into the hallway, heading out to the back of the building. About that time, I started to wake up. I groaned as I tried to figure out where I was. I quickly realized that I was in a large tote with a ton of wet diapers in it and all packed around me. I still wasn’t strong enough yet to move my legs besides, the weight of all of the diapers on top of me and all packed around me, kept me from moving much. My legs were dangling over the front edge of the tote as the janitor whistled a tune as he pushed the tote through the back door and outside to position the tote for pick-up sometime in the morning of the next day.

Once the janitor put the tote into position in a line of other totes that were also full and also had other subjects in them along all kinds of wet diapers, the janitor came along to the front of the tote and then flipped the lid open so that he could shove my legs into the tote. “AH! There! That ought to make you fit in there better! Don’t worry little one…it won’t be long before the trash men will come and take you and all of these nice, wet and comfy diapers away. For now, I have to lock this lid closed to keep other people from trying to take you and some of the diapers out during the night. Good…bye…..little diapered trash! Ah…hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! AH…..HAHAHAHAHAHA!” The Janitor said then started laughing as he locked the lid closed and then walked away.

It was generally a rule that wet disposable diapers were picked up on one day and the messy diapers were picked up on another day by a different company that brought the messy diapers directly to the recycling plant to be immediately recycled. The wet diapers, cloth and disposable, were picked up on Tuesdays and the messy diapers were picked up on Thursdays and or Fridays depending on where that location was on the trash company’s route. I wasn’t really comfortable in the tote all night and since I had been in a very deep sleep for most of the time that I was at the nursery, I couldn’t sleep. Hour after hour went by and it remained dark in the tote until about 7 am when the trash men came. The trash men jumped out of the cab and rolled the first tote over to the side of their truck, and then the trash man dumped the tote into the side loading Lodal Evo T-25 diaper collection truck. The load of diapers in the tote fell out into the 32 inch deep, 50 Inch wide by 36 inch long hopper, almost filling the hopper completely. Then the first trash man put the first tote back into the row and dragged the second tote over to the side of the truck. This tote had mixed disposable diapers and cloth pre-fold diapers in it. The trash man then dumped it into the hopper. The hopper was now full, after the tote was down and back in the row, the trash man hit the red packer button. The compactor blade went into action, advancing onto the load of diapers, forcing the diapers into the packer body before retracting again. Then, just as the packer had retracted, the second trash man

dumped another tote from the other side, full of wet and worn-but-not wet, disposable medium adult diapers. Then the first trash man was just about to grab the tote I was in when four diapered subjects were marched outside to the back alley by the maids. One of the maids was leading the subjects and the other was following up the line of diapered subjects. There were two rather thickly diapered boys and two thickly diapered girls being brought out to be disposed of.

 “Hi there ladies….what are you bringing me today?” Asked the first trash man to the first maid. “I have four lab subjects for ya this week. There are two others in the last two totes. Here are the custody papers for you to sign before you take them. Stated the maids. “Do you wish to make any changes to how they are dressed?” Asked the trash men. “NO….they are all fine. They all have really, thick, bulky diapers on. Stated the maid to the first trash man. “I really don’t care what they have on, as long as they have diapers on, I will take them. If their diapers are falling off, I will make their diapers stay on just long enough to get them into the hopper and packed in.” Stated the trash man as he took the papers and then signed each set before handing the papers back to the maid. “Here you go…the white copies are for you…if you don’t mind, we’d like to stand here and watch the subjects getting loaded in and compacted” Stated the maids. “Certainly….be my guest.” Stated the trash man as he and his co-worker came and took the first two subjects a boy and a girl. The two trash men escorted the closest boy and girl over to the side of the waiting trash truck and then made them both stand there for a few minutes while two full totes were dumped into the hopper before the boy was the first to be loaded. The trash man that had the boy, picked him up and then put him down in the hopper, laying him onto his right side. Then the compactor was then run and as the load was crushed, the maids watched the boy’s thick, bulky diaper getting smashed against him as the diapers between his legs got smashed against his diapered butt as the whole load was forcefully crushed into the packer body.

Then, the girl was then loaded once the hopper was empty again. Then two more totes were then emptied in on top of her before the packer was run again. The girl’s saggy, bulky doubled cloth pre-fold diaper buckled as it was crushed against the load before and the diapers that had been dumped in were crushed slowly against her butt.

Then the first and second trash man grabbed the tote I was in and then rolled it over to the side of the truck to get hooked up to the tote tipper. The tote was dumped and the diapers and I spilled out into the hopper. I landed on a whole bunch of my cummy diapers that hadn’t been rolled up or put into a bag or anything but left open and unfolded half way in and half way out of the hopper. I tried to climb back out and one of the trash men came over to make sure that I didn’t get out. “Where do you think you’re going? Get in there! If you don’t, I will tear your diaper by using it to toss you back in!!!” stated the trash man as he flipped my legs and diapered butt back into the hopper. When the trash man tossed me back in, my face went right into the soft liners of the open formerly wet disposable diapers as more and more diapers poured in on top of me. Then, before one of the trash men hit the compactor button, one of the men climbed up onto the side running board and then brushed a bunch of the diapers away from me and into the area between my legs so that I could be clearly seen as the compactor started and did the load of dirty diapers and I.  Once the trash man was finished, he climbed back down and then stepped away then the other trash man hit the packer button while the other went over to the last two totes and then took one and then brought it over to the side of the truck. He then dumped the tote on top of the packer blade as it was doing the diapers and I. The maids got closer to the truck so that they could watch me getting compacted to confirm that I was indeed being disposed of. Then as the compactor retracted, the load from the tote that had been dumped in mid-cycle fell into the hopper as the second and last tote was dumped into the hopper. Then the tote was put back and then the last two subjects that were waiting there, were then taken over to the side of the truck, picked up underneath their arms and then both of the subjects were loaded into the hopper on top of the diapers already inside. Then the trash men both got into the cab and then drove off to the next stop.

The maids then went back inside and then went to go and prepare the next subjects that were being disposed of that they had just received that day. Those subjects were going to have to wait until the next trash day to be disposed of, the next week. The subjects were kept in a special set of crib-cages with water-proof mattresses and were only changed into diapers that were taken from the trash that were drier than the ones they had been wearing until trash day came. The trash men drove to the next stop nearly four blocks away. The stop was behind a large diaper and diapering product testing company. This company frequently disposed of their subjects and lots and lots of disposable diapers, cloth-pre-folds that were used once and then were disposed of and lots and lots of plastic pants, printed or not. All of the diapers were used once and then disposed of. The subjects come out in a single file line, dressed in either very bulky almost new, freshly cleaned cloth pre-fold diapers that have been doubled or super bulky, thick saggy disposable diapers that were changed not too long ago, the line of subjects is led by a rather stern looking nurse and the line is also followed up by one of the janitors. The trash men have already jumped out of the cab and have already dumped in two 32 gallon cans worth of diapers. One of the trash men comes over to the subjects to take one over to the side of the truck. He puts his gloved hand over the girl’s shoulder and then walks her over to the side of the truck. The trash man takes the girl by the back of her thick doubled, dry, clean cloth diapers and picks her up and then tosses her into the hopper on top of the diapers. Then he motions for the other trash man to hit the compactor button while he goes to get two more subjects.

The two last subjects are wearing really, bulky, thick Tranquility Slimline and Abena Abri-Form X-Plus Diapers with six thick Dignity Naturals Booster Pads in each of them. The diapers were causing the subjects to barely be able to walk. The trash man took both subjects by each of their hands and then he led them over to the side of the waiting truck. Then, he handed one of the subjects to the other trash man to load so that he could load the other subject. The second to last subject started to fight and resist being disposed of and so the trash man picked the kicking subject up and then tossed them into the hopper.

“Get…IN THERE!!!! You have been brought out here to be disposed of! You are Now trash and also our property to do with what WE wish! I wish to load you into my truck and then we are going to compact your diapered ass! If you try to get out…I will simply lower the Pre-crusher blade and then you will get compacted nice…and good anyhow!!” Stated the trash man talking to the trashy diapered disposal subject. The subject still continued to try to get back out of the hopper, but as the subject tried, the pre-crusher came down and then knocked them down onto the hopper floor which was mostly full of fluffy, wet, disposable diapers, some barely used cloth pre-fold diapers for medium sized adults and some small sized adult pre-fold cloth diapers as well as a few unopened packages of old Kimbies brand disposable diapers, Pampers diapers that came in boxes, and some pull-up training pants.

    

                   

Once the subject was unable to get up with all of the diapers pressing down on them,

The one trash man started the compactor and then as soon as the compactor got to a point in the cycle where the subject wasn’t going to be able to get back out, the pre-crusher was lifted and then more diapers were then dumped in from at least three more 96 gallon totes. Then, once the last tote was dumped, the driver got back into the cab and then drove to the next stop. Once the diver got back onto the main road, he drove the truck for a little while, stopping at the stoplights and stop signs before turning right. The driver then drove down the road until he came to a stop sign then he stopped. He then turned right again and then pulled close to the curb in front of the first house in a block housing neighborhood. A rather tall woman was standing there, waiting for the truck to pull up. She had her very thickly diapered disabled 17 year-old boy sitting in a toddler stroller. The boy was as small as a 3 year old. He was by all means a dwarf. The boy was still wearing the very thick night-time diaper that he had been put to bed in and the diaper was somewhat wet too. The stroller had four packs of LUVS toddler sized diapers in the bottom and the basket behind the seat had four packs of diaper doublers in it, one pack that had been opened. The boy in the stroller had three thick, bulky diaper doublers in his diaper and he was strapped in. The mother then leaned down and unstrapped the boy and then got him up and out of the stroller and onto his feet.

The mother then wrenched the thickly diapered midget boy over to the side of the trash truck, which was just being loaded with the boy’s wet disposable diapers.

“Hi, got one for me today?” Asked the trash man she approached. “Yes….I do! The boy’s diaper bag and all of the boy’s diapers are underneath the stroller he was in, that I want you to take. Mind if I stand back and watch you do him and the diapers?” Asked the mother to the trash man. “I don’t mind at all ma’am, be my guest” Retorted the trash man as he took the thickly diapered boy wearing a LUVS size 7 toddler disposable diaper with three diaper doublers in it. “I hope those diaper doublers you have in that diaper of yours…..will help keep you comfy long enough to get you to the diaper disposal dump where we are taking you…..and you probably thought we were taking you to the diaper processing plant…..hahahahahahahahahahahaha!” Said the trash man as he tossed the midget into the hopper onto his back, on top of some of the diapers already inside the hopper. Then he leaned in and then said: “You’d better not try to get up, or you will end up being punished by me!!! Stay there while I dump some more of your trash into the hopper, then, get ready to be compacted!” Then the trash man went over to the stroller and then asked if the lady wanted to get rid of the stroller. “Do you want to get rid of the stroller or, just the diapers?” Asked the trash man. “Go ahead and take the diapers and the stroller too, I don’t need it any more now that you took my boy…” stated the woman to the trash man. Then the trash man rolled the stroller with all of the clean cloth pre-fold and unopened and opened packages of disposable diapers, over to the side of the truck before he lifted it into the hopper and then started the compactor. The compactor began to shove the load of clean and dirty diapers and the thickly diapered midget into the rest of the diapers already in the packer body. The compactor also folded the stroller up correctly and then it crushed it against the load as well. Then the trash men took the last two remaining 96 gallon totes and the two 32 gallon Rubbermaid trash cans full of the midget boy’s diapers, clothing and such, and then emptied them into the hopper before they both jumped back into the Lodal Evo T-25 Route Builder’s cab and then drove off to the next stop just down the street.

At the next stop, the truck rolls to a stop and then the two trash men jump out of the cab and start to dump the first of four 96 gallon totes full of diapers.

The first tote is full to the top, of nothing but loose, ripped, torn and damaged cloth pre-fold diapers that had been worn once, wet in and then taken off before being disposed of.

The second tote, had nothing but rinsed and still slightly damp cloth pre-fold diapers that were in mostly perfect condition except for being worn and then rinsed before they were disposed of. The third tote had nothing but loose, wet disposable diapers in it of different sizes ranging from toddler sizes to medium adult sizes. It turns out that the place that the trash men had stopped at, was a daycare facility for disabled toddlers and adults to age 40 that still needed to be cared for as though they were still infants. These disabled adults were developmentally delayed and were all virtually big infants anyway. Their minds haven’t developed past varying ages from 9 months to 2 years old.

Just as the trash men pulled up and started to empty the first two 96 gallon totes,

Two of the daycare workers came walking out, with several of their diapered subjects that they were bringing out to be disposed of. The subjects were all holding hands and sort of walking in a single-file line as they were all escorted out to meet the trash men for disposal.

The first daycare worker lady was carrying one of the two toddlers that were very thickly diapered for disposal and their diapers were still mostly wet. “Hi there, sorry for being a little late, but we had to get one of these subjects changed into another diaper since the one they were wearing was so wet that it didn’t want to stay on.” Stated the first daycare worker lady. “Ok little ones, time to go meet the nice trash men now, you all are going to be good boys and girls are you?” said the first daycare worker lady as she bent down to the smallest of subjects. Then she took the hand of the first subject in line and then led them over to the side of the truck where she gave the subject’s hand to the trash man to take from her. The trash man took the girl’s hand and then picked her up and then pushed her into the hopper onto her back, on top of a whole bunch of the disposable diapers that they had emptied just a few minutes ago. Then, the second trash man came over from the other side with the second 32 gallon sized trash can that was full of loose Pampers diapers from 1992 that were wet and some had been worn but not used yet but had been taken off anyhow. The second trash man emptied the can into the hopper then went to go return the empty can and pick up the next full one to bring over to empty. The diapers the second trash man emptied into the hopper, fell all over the little girl and mostly covered her almost completely. Then the first trash man emptied one of the daycare’s 96 gallon totes full of more loose, wet and slightly wet disposable diapers into the hopper. Some pineapple juice also dripped from the tote and also got all over some of the diapers and the girl in the hopper. The girl was wearing a pair of frosted pull-on plastic pants and a thick and puffy set of three cloth pre-fold diapers underneath the plastic pants.

Then, the hopper got full again along with the load that had not been compacted yet from the stop just prior to this one, and it was time to make some more room in the hopper for more diapers and subjects. “Ok little one, hold onto your diapers because it’s time to run the packer now…got to make some room for more diapers now…” Said the trash man as he started the compactor. The compactor began to advance onto the load of diapers and the thickly diapered dwarf 17 year old boy. As the compactor packed all of the diapers against and around the dwarf boy, his diaper between his legs bunched up due to all of the diapers being shoved up between his legs, spreading his legs apart, and the pressure shoved him against the loads of other diapers already in the packer body. The boy’s stroller folded up as the packer ran it’s cycle. All of the diapers, the boy’s diaper bag, (which was full of clean diapers, wipes, two full containers of baby powder, and a couple tubes of rash cream), and several brand new onesies that were still inside their packages,

All fell out from underneath the stroller and onto the hopper floor when the stroller was loaded into the hopper, all got packed very, very, very hard during the cycle.

Then, the trash men finished emptying the last two 32 gallon containers then they both jumped into the cab and then went off to the next stop.

The last loads of diapers that had been emptied into the hopper at the last stop, weren’t compacted yet until more diapers and other diaper related trash was emptied at the next stop because there just wasn’t enough there to warrant running s cycle just yet.

The driver drove the truck to the next block then turned left and then drove to a house six houses down and then pulled to a stop at the curb. The two trash men jumped out and then they both started to empty the first of two 96 gallon totes and four 32 gallon trash cans. Just behind the two totes was an old playpen that had the girl subject’s 32 gallon diaper pails dumped into it after she herself had been put into the playpen. The poor severely disabled 22 year old girl, was wearing a medium Attends without waistband that also had six thick Dignity Naturals Booster Pads brand booster pads in it. Her diapered butt was really, thick and puffy and also had a lot of baby powder in it. She was sleeping because she had been put out to the curb, around 4:30 in the morning. It was now 9:30 am now and the trash men finished emptying the last of the two totes into the hopper. The first trash man saw the playpen full of diapers and the sleeping girl subject and then asked his co-worker to assist him with the playpen full of diapers. They both dragged the playpen over to the side of the truck and then they both picked the sleeping girl up, one had her by her arms and the other by her feet. They both tossed her into the hopper, through the air on the count of three. The girl landed in the hopper on the diapers with a slight thud which woke her up just in time to have the playpen tipped over and the diapers from inside, completely covering her as the playpen caged her and pinned her down. Then the second trash man started the compactor. The compactor began to pack the diapers and it folded and buckled the playpen up, completely trapping the thickly diapered severely disabled 22 year old girl. The packer retracted and then the trash men emptied the four 32 gallon trash cans full of the girl’s loose, wet diapers that still had lots and lots of baby powder in each of them. The diapers made puffs of powder smoke as they fell into the hopper. Then the first trash man started the compactor again after the last of the 32 gallon trash cans had been emptied. Then the two men got back into the cab and then drove to the next stop.

The next stop was another home daycare that took care of 7 very developmentally delayed subjects. They also got subjects from several labs in the area that they no longer needed and would send them to this daycare until the subjects were either disposed of or placed with another company that needed a subject during the course of doing their business or a family that wanted them to use up diapers that they had. The trash men turned up the curvy street and then drove up to the curb out in front of the home daycare then stopped near the four 96 gallon totes that had been over stuffed with dry, but worn disposable diapers that have lots and lots of baby powder in them each, and four 32 gallon trash cans full of onesies, badly stained up footed sleepers, very stained up, still usable cloth pre-fold diapers that were wet and not messy,(The messy diapers both cloth and disposable were picked up by another company on a different day. If the subjects missed the wet trash day, they were taken out for the messy trash collection.) and even a few cloth pre-fold diapers that had been washed, folded and not used after they had been washed. The daycare didn’t keep anything that belonged to any of the subjects that they were disposing of. They got lots and lots and lots of free disposable and cloth pre-fold diapers to use on each of the subjects and they also got the clean diapers that came with each of the subjects that they received. The daycare doesn’t care if they dispose of clean cloth diapers or clean packages of disposable diapers either. They just put their subjects that they are disposing of, right into a trash chute where the janitorial staff and maids deal with the subjects and the diapers for disposal. The daycare also didn’t wash any diapers that were worn by a subject that is being disposed of. If the subject is wearing cloth pre-fold diapers, the only thing that can be done if anything at all, would be to have the subject taken down to one of the rinsing toilets and then have that subject dipped in and out of the water a few times so to rinse their diaper out and rinse them off a little too, all while still wearing the diaper. Sections of the daycare also didn’t even bother to wash the cloth pre-fold diapers at all. They just threw them all into a trash chute when the diaper was wet or messy. There were two chutes, one for the messy diapers, and one for the wet diapers and the subjects. Any subjects that had on messy diapers, were tossed down the messy diaper chute and were either disposed of or flushed down a special toilet made for flushing large amounts of diapers of different sizes and large sized subjects if there were any.

The two trash men got out of the cab and then started to empty the first of four 32 gallon trash cans into the hopper. They each took turns emptying cans until all of the cans were empty. The first trash man told the second trash man to go inside and bring out any of the subjects that were being disposed of. The trash man walked into the daycare and then a few minutes later, came out with the maids who were escorting four disposal subjects out to the truck. “Come on, keep walking, lets go….the trash men are here to take you and your diapers. They are going to dispose of you in their truck one at a time. Once you are out by the truck, you will then belong to the trash company. They get to do what they wish with you and the diapers. You are not getting any more diaper changes, and if your diaper is wet, then you’ll just have to wait until you get to where ever the trash men are taking the trash to see if you get a diaper change. ALL of you….ARE….going into the trash truck with all of the diaper trash, no….matter….what!!” Stated the maids as they escorted the subjects outside to the side of the waiting trash truck.

“Now, stop right there by where the trash men are dumping the diaper trash and then wait for them to pick you up and put you into the hopper of their truck.” Said The maid as she made her way to the front of the line. “Hey there guys, I have a whole bunch of subjects for ya today…I have to make sure that each of them gets taken away, so I will be standing over there, watching. Here are their diaper bags, I expect that you are just going to toss them all into the hopper any ways, so here are all four diaper bags.” Stated the maid as she dropped the four diaper bags on the ground in a small pile. Then she walked over to a place where she’d be out of the way and still can see what is happening in the hopper. Then, the first trash man finished dumping the second 96 gallon tote’s contents into the hopper. Then once the 96 gallon tote was down on the ground, the trash man went over to the first subject in line and then lifted her up and then put her into the hopper on top of the diapers that had just been dumped in. Then the second trash man dumped the third 96 gallon tote into the hopper, spilling all of the load from the tote, on top of the girl who was wearing a thick, wet disposable diaper, before the first trash man started the compactor. While the compactor cycled, one of the boy’s that was next up, looked up at the trash men and asked: “Will you please put a drier diaper on me please? This thing is getting rather bulky and heavy..” Stated the boy wearing a Tranquility Slimline medium diaper with three thick booster pads in it. “Sorry little diapered one, you are trash now. I am NOT allowed to change anyone that are being disposed of. You have to go into my truck wearing whatever you have on. If your maid or caregiver wants to change you, they’d have to do so before they hand you over to us. Once we have you, we have to put you into our truck….NO choice! It’s company policy.” Stated the first trash man to the subject. “I am betting, that diaper of yours, is still really nice and soft and comfy…right? It looks nice and squishy too. When you get compacted, your diaper may get packed really tightly and your diaper will leak. It’s ok though, it’s a garbage truck….leaks are allowed.” Stated the trash man as he picked the boy up and then put him onto his back, on top of the moving packer blade as the second trash man dumped the third 95 gallon trash tote full of loose, wet, unrolled, large and medium Wings disposable diapers. The boy and the diapers fell into the hopper with a thud when the packer blade fully retracted underneath. Then, the second trash man dumped the fourth and last full trash toter into the hopper, on top of the boy. Then, The next subject was picked up and put into the hopper on top of the diapers. The poor girl wearing a nice, clean pre-fold cloth diaper and clear plastic pants over the cloth pre-fold diaper, somehow got her waistband elastics caught on one of the packer blade as it retracted and now the plastic pants were caught between the blade and the surrounding metal blade housing. She was now pinned against the packer blade until the next cycle was started.

The second trash man put one of the 32 gallon trash cans that had been full of loose, formerly wet cloth pre-fold diapers and loose small and medium disposable diapers that had between three and six booster pads in each diaper, down onto the ground where it had been, then he came over to the fourth and last subject and then picked her up and then laid her down onto her back with her legs slightly draping over the side of the 32 inch deep by 50 inch wide by 36 inch long hopper that was already over filled. Then the second trash man picked the four diaper bags up and then tossed them all into the hopper. Two of the bags landed right on the last girl’s stomach and one of the bags landed on the girl’s face that was now covered with one of the wet disposable diapers with six booster pads in it. Then the second trash man signaled to the first trash man to start the compactor cycle. The first trash man threw the switch and the compactor started to do the clean and dirty diapers and subjects as the two trash men walked back to the cab, got back in, then waved to the maid who was watching and then drove to the next stop.

The manual side loading Lodal Evo T-25 Route Builder Trash Truck drove to the end of the block and then turned left then stopped. It then turned right and then got into traffic for a while before it turned right again before it slowed down and then turned right again and then it drove down a residential street before it stopped for a second. Then it started to move again before it slowed then stopped in front of a large mansion that had six large 32 gallon trash cans out in front of the 7 foot high painted brick wall. There was also a stroller, that had been loaded up with four diaper bags that also were fully stocked with clean thick disposable diapers, two pacifiers, two full bottles of baby powder, one container of baby lotion, a bag of clean wipes, and two empty bottles with the flip-top water bottle styled top on them, The bottom of the stroller had four packages of unopened Tranquility Slimline medium diapers in it, and two unopened packages of Wings Choice brand diapers too.  The seat of the stroller had two large laundry baskets full of clean, folded cloth pre-fold diapers and six pair of pull-on plastic pants that had Sesame Street’s Grover printed all over them in different poses. The other basket had onesies, footed sleepers and more cloth pre-fold diapers that were formerly wet and had since dried out completely before they had been put into the basket to be washed but instead were put out to be disposed of. Sitting in the seat of the stroller, was a very petite, short, almost midget sized girl subject wearing a fresh, clean Tranquility Slimline Disposable diaper in youth size that also had six booster pads in it and lots and lots of baby powder too. The two trash men got out of the cab and then started to empty the first and second 32 gallon trash cans into the hopper. Once the first two cans had been emptied, the two trash men emptied the next two cans. By this time, the hopper was about half way full. The second trash man started the compactor and as it cycled, the next and last two trash cans were emptied into the hopper right on top of the compactor blade in mid cycle.

Once all of the six cans had been emptied, the two trash men began to go over to the stroller and begin taking some of the packs of unopened disposable diapers and laundry baskets out, tossing them through the air and into the hopper, as the compactor blade fully retracted. The laundry baskets full of the clean and folded cloth pre-fold diapers fell into the hopper and then tipped over, spilling the cloth diapers into the hopper. The packs of diapers landed in the hopper on top of the cloth diapers and some hit the laundry baskets and then bounced and tumbled into the threshold of the packer body. The other laundry basket full of onesies, and more cloth diapers also landed into the hopper but the few onesies and dirty pre-fold cloth diapers fell onto the side of the hopper, draping across the top edge of the hopper, hanging over the side. Then once the stroller was mostly empty, they saw the poor little short thickly diapered girl with pigtails, sitting in the stroller. “Well hello there. Are you ready to go into my truck? Here, let me get you unbuckled and get you out of there.” Said the second trash man as he tried in vain to unbuckle the girl from the stroller. “MAN! I can’t get this strap undone! Well, looks like you’ll just have to say in that stroller then.” Said the trash man. the trash man then motioned for the other trash man to come and help him load the stroller into the hopper. The second trash man rolled the stroller over to the side of the truck and then both men lifted the stroller up and then laid it down on it’s right side with the push handles facing the packer blade. Then, the trash men noticed that there were four diaper bags and several more packages of diapers underneath the stroller that they hadn’t noticed before. Then the first trash man started the compactor again before the two men got back into the cab and went to the next stop. 

See Part 8