The Diaper Pail A Story inspired by garbageman2014 on flickr

The Diaper Pail

A Story inspired by garbageman2014 on flickr

It was Saturday Morning around 8 am when Mommy came into my room to wake me up for my morning diaper change. Mommy Sara opened the side of my safety bed and found that my diaper had leaked all over the bed sheets over night. Luckily the mattress was waterproof but mommy still was frustrated at the fact that I was using so many cloth diapers inside of my disposable diapers at night and during the day. Mommy had gone to a diaper service to get some of their old diaper rags to use inside of my disposables as absorbency boosters hoping that it would end the leaking. Over the last five years, mommy had bought me enough cloth diapers to fill an entire 97 gallon trash tote and she even bought one to keep my clean cloth diapers in. the trash can was kept next to the foot of my safety bed and the diaper pail where mommy tossed all of my disposable diapers and those of her other kids, in my room, at the head of my bed. At the first of every month Mommy called to order my diapers and those of my siblings as well. I usually got a case of 96 diapers, Medium and some large, two packs of booster pads and a case of bed pads from my Medicaid. I also got eight packs of size six Cuties diapers which mommy modified by taping two together back to front and cutting the tapes off the front diaper to put onto the back diaper to stretch the reach of the tapes. She used these diapers when I ran out of booster pads inside of my disposables. When I ran out of my Cuties, she switched to using my cloth diapers underneath my disposable diapers. Mommy always liked to use between six and eight layered toddler sized cloth diapers inside of my disposables. On some days, Mommy got mad at me for my diaper leaking and made me wear some of my siblings’ wet diapers as a punishment and she made me sit inside the diaper pail for 6 hours so that in case my diaper leaked, it would already be in the trash can when it did.

Today seemed different for some reason. It seemed that mommy Sara was in a weird mood as she came in to change my diaper, as though she had something weighing on her mind.

Mommy Sara: (To Nick) Good morning little Nick, did you sleep well? I sure hope so, because your father and I have been talking the past week and we just don’t want to take care of you any more after I’ve caught you taking wet diapers from the diaper pail. We just don’t to diaper someone that likes wet diapers all over them. Your Father and I have decided to dispose of you when we take your diapers out this week, as a punishment.

Nick: Is Daddy going to put me into his trash truck?

Mommy Sara: We talked about that and your father wants to put you into his trash truck.  For now, you and all of your clean and dirty diapers will be going into the diaper pail right after your diaper change this morning. That is where you will stay until I take out the diapers from your sister and brother as well as your diapers. Nick this is the way it is going to be…

Nick: NO! Mommy, Please! Don’t throw me away! I will be good, I PROMISE! I won’t take ANY more wet diapers from the diaper pail! HONEST!

Mommy Sara: Your father, Daniel and I have already made up our minds. Your father decided to take you in his trash truck like we have been for the last three years since your bother and sister arrived. You can have ALL of those nice, wet diapers you like pressed against you now!

Mommy Sara finishes layering all of the eight layers of toddler sized old stained up and slightly ripped cloth pre-fold diapers into my large Attends brand Blue adult diaper, she adds a lot of baby powder then slides the diapers underneath me then pulls it up between my legs and fastens the tapes.

Mommy Sara: Oh HONEY….can you help me carry and put little Nick here into the diaper pail liner, and then the pail please? (Said Sara to Daniel who was in the other room)

Daniel: SURE honey, be right there….

Daniel comes into the room, his rather strong stature and build, filling the doorway for a few seconds before he came over to Nick’s safety bed and picked Nick up and carried him over to the diaper pail. Daniel then lowered Nick into the empty new trash bag that has the two corners poked out for leg holes, then mommy Sara empties the diaper pail into the bag with Nick inside, before Daniel started removing his hands from out from underneath Nick’s diapered bottom as the diapers that were being poured into the bag around Nick’s diapered body began to settle. Nick Turns to his daddy and says;

Nick: Daddy!!! PLEASE!!! Don’t throw me away!!! Will I get my diapers changed again if this one gets wet?

Daniel: NO, I’m afraid not….and for the next 48 hours, you will be stuck in that bag until it’s time to take the diapers out for disposal! Yes, we will give you bottles and a pacifier until it’s time to go out with the diapers.

Nick: But, but, what about when my sister’s diapers need to be thrown away?

Daniel: OH…your mother or I will toss them in there on top of you!

Nick: But what will happen to all of MY clean diapers?

Daniel: They are going out with you too.

Nick: How come my onesies and footed sleepers are being disposed of?

Mommy Sara: Because, We don’t need them any more!

Nick: What is going to happen to me? Am I going into Daddy’s trash truck?

Mommy Sara and Daniel both look at each other.

Daniel: You’ll find out when we take you out in 48 hours.

Then both Daniel and Sara walk out of the room where the diaper pail is and where Nick has been put into a tall, white kitchen trash bag filled with dirty disposable diapers of his sister’s and bother as well as his own loose, wet unrolled disposable diapers then put into the diaper pail with the bag wrapped around the lid of the diaper pail, then the lid put on.

The smells of wetness from the diapers, begins to loom inside the diaper pail as poor Nick is stuck in the diaper pail the rest of the night.

In the morning, mommy gets up, goes down the short hallway to Nick’s sister’s room to wake her up and change her wet morning pull-up. Once she has finished doing that, she then goes to change Nick’s toddler brother’s diaper as well. Once she finished doing that, Mommy Sara took both wet, unrolled disposable diapers to the diaper pail where Nick was and she opened the lid and dropped them in then closed the lid.

Nick: Mommy! MOMMY! My diaper is wet! Can I get a diaper change please???

Mommy Sara: Nick, that’s NOT going to happen! Now shush please!

Then Mommy Sara walks out of the room and leaves.

About three hours later, mommy Sara came back in and dropped two more dirty diapers into the pail, but these diapers were rolled up tightly this time. Then Mommy left again.

As Nick waited for his and the diaper’s fate, he could hear the crinkling of the plastic trash bag and the smells of the wet, unrolled disposable diapers of his and his sister and brother too. Then Nick heard some heavy footsteps coming closer and closer. Then the lid opened up and Nick turned around so see for a split second, Daddy Daniel about to empty his now dried up formerly wet cloth pre-fold diapers into the pail along with the rest of Nick’s own wet disposable diapers that still had all of the six to eight wet toddler sized cloth pre-fold diapers still inside them. 

Nick: HEY! STOP THAT! NO! Those are MY cloth diapers! They aren’t trash! Aren’t you going to wash the cloth diapers daddy?

Daniel: NOPE! Sorry, they are being thrown out with you too! They are dirty son! Dirty diapers go into the trash!

Nick: I want my diaper changed! It’s WET! Daddy! It’s HOT in here!!! It STINKS in here!

Daniel: NO son, once you are in the diaper pail, you are trash! You don’t get to have your diapers cleaned, washed or changed! Why would we wash trash? I don’t care how stinky you are! Enjoy this while it lasts son! Your hours are numbered!

Nick Sits there pouting and gets rather turned on inside his diapers by the wetness and the sweet smells of the Huggies, the Honest Diapers and the Cuties diapers that are covering him and surrounding him in his plastic, disposable cocoon.

Then Daniel opens two of Nick’s packs of left-over Attends large adult diapers and then tosses them all into the pail. Then Daniel tosses in the remainders of Nick’s Parent’s Choice size six diapers as well as the unopened packs that had not been used.

Daniel: Hey Honey? The pail is almost full. Are you going to take it out soon?

Sara: (To Daniel from the other room) Yes honey, later on today after the kids get done swimming and before their bedtime.

Daniel: (To Sara) OK, I am going to put the rest of nick’s clean diapers into the pail. Do you want me to throw in the rest of his cloth diapers too?

Sara:  (Coming into the room to see what Daniel is doing) um…yes, but you will need to use another bag for those.

Daniel: Ok, How many diapers are there that need to be disposed of?

Sara: Oh, that whole 97 gallon trash can and what is left over from Nick’s Medicaid shipments. Stuff what you can into the pail then tie up the bag and pull it out. Then leave it in the Kitchen next to the Kitchen trash can. Make sure that you get rid of all of Nick’s dirty onesies and even his new ones that I bought for him two weeks ago. Make SURE to bring out all of his clean disposables and cloth diapers too.

Even all of his all-in-one clean diapers and the diaper covers too, throw everything that belongs to him!

Daniel: Yes honey.

While Daniel gathers all of Nick’s diapering supplies and all of his clean and dirty onesies, tossing them into the large black plastic trash bag. Sara takes Nick’s sister and brother swimming in their diapers. Two and a half hours later, Sara brings Nick’s wet siblings in to dry them off and change their diapers again.

Once Sara has changed both of Nick’s siblings’ diapers she comes into the room where the pail is and opens the lid then makes sure to drop the soaking, bulging disposable pool diapers onto poor Nick’s face. The diapers rest against Nick’s face and head with all of the clean and dirty disposable and cloth diapers rising up to Nick’s nose now in the bag. Then Sara uses her shoes to give the diapers and Nick a GOOD packing down inside the diaper pail so that she can pull the bag handles nice and tight so to close the trash bag up and get the bag ready to take out.

Nick: UUUH! STOP that Mommy! STOP! UUUUH! Look what you did! You got me wet with diaper juices!

Mommy: GOOD! I thought you’d like that you little perv!!!

The bag forces the diapers up tightly against Nick’s almost naked and thickly diapered body and face inside the bag and as the bag was cinched up, Nick’s head was enveloped by the bag and covered with open, wet, unrolled disposable diapers and a few wet cloth diapers of his own. All that could be seen from the top of the bag were diapers that slightly stuck out.

Sara: Honey? When you are done gathering up Nick’s things, can you help me get Nick and the diapers out of the diaper pail please? It’s too heavy for me.

Daniel: Certainly, I’d be glad to.

Daniel drops the last of Nick’s clean cloth diapers into one of the tall, white kitchen trash bags and then walks out of the room and into the room where the diaper pail is. Daniel then releases the bag from the lip of the diaper pail, then tips the can to the side and then pulls the bag that Nick is in, free from the pail.

Daniel: Honey, instead of taking the diapers out to the burn barrel like we usually do, may I suggest that I take them to the landfill in my trash truck?

Sara: I’d MUCH rather you took them to the burn barrel myself, but do what you wish with it.

Nick: Where are you taking me Daddy! HEY! These diapers are WET! HEY! Where are you taking me???

(Daniel ignores Nick’s cries while he carries the bag with nick and the diapers out)

Daniel then takes the bag that Nick is in, out to the pick-up truck and loads it into the bed.

Then he goes back into the house to finish bagging up the rest of Nick’s diapering supplies and all of his clothing and everything that is in his closet as well as Nick’s safety bed and disability pushchair/stroller. Once all of the bags of Nick’s cloth diapers are loaded into the bed, Daniel loads the stroller and the folded up safety bed into the bed of the pick-up truck. With the bed almost full, Daniel closes the tailgate and goes in for the night. At around 4:00 am, Daniel comes out to his pick-up truck, get in, starts it, then drives off into the darkness, to work.

Daniel arrives at the trash collection company yard and parks his pick-up truck close to where he will have to drive out from the yard so that he can stop at the pick-up so that the can load Nick and all of his things into the hopper of his rear loader trash truck.

Once Daniel clocks in and does his equipment check on his truck, he starts it up and then once it’s warmed up, he drives it out of the yard then stops at his pick-up truck to start loading all 16 bags of Nick’s things, Nick and the diapers, the safety bed and the stroller into the hopper.

Daniel then lowers the tailgate then takes the stroller out and sets it aside then takes the safety bed out and sets it against the side of the bed of the pick-up for a few minutes so that he can start tossing the bags into the hopper first. The first bag into the hopper was Nick’s bag of clothing. The second bag into the hopper was a bag of Nick’s plastic pants, the third two bags into the hopper, were to bags of Nick’s onesies and footed sleepers.

The next bag into the hopper was the first of seven bags worth of Nick’s cloth diapers.

Then the second bag, the third bag, the forth bag, then the fifth bag, the sixth bag, then, the seventh bag was tossed into the hopper.

Nick: (Stirring and waking up in the trash bag) HEY Daddy? Where are we? What is all that loud noise? What are you doing with all of those bags that were in here???

Daniel: I’m tossing them into my trash truck which is where YOU are going next!

Then the last of the three remaining bags filled and stuffed with Nick and the diapers as well as two other bags filled and stuffed with Nick and his siblings’ wet and dirty diapers were tossed into the hopper. Nick’s bag was the last to be dragged out of the bed of the pick-up and then over to the back of the trash truck with Nick’s legs still dangling out of the corners of the bag. Daniel then made Nick stand up for a few minutes so that he could get Nick and the bag loaded into the hopper. Once Nick settled into the hopper on top of the bags of his cloth diapers, Nick tried to ask his Daddy, Daniel a muffled question.

Nick: Daddy? How come I am being thrown away????

Daniel: What was that?

Well, we just don’t want you any more! Your mother told me that you liked having wet diapers smooshed against you and that she caught you taking some of the wet diapers from the diaper pail quite a few times and she doesn’t want to get stuck with diaper duty after your sister and brother are out of them. SO, since you like having wet diapers pressed against you, this is how we are going to punish you!

Nick: What is going to happen to me and my diapers daddy?

Daniel: I am going to crush you into the truck Nick. I will do you a favor though…I will wait until we get to the first stop before I run the packer.

Nick: Can I get a dry diaper please daddy? Mine is leaking and is soaking wet!

Daniel: Nick, you’re trash now! I don’t care if your diapers are wet or not! You now are the property of the trash company I work for. You no longer belong to me. I HAVE to take you to the landfill now!

Daniel then proceeds to load the folded up disability pushchair/stroller into the hopper. It lands and then rests on top of Nick’s bag. Then Daniel loads the pieces of the Safety bed that used to belong to Nick into the hopper, sliding it along the edge of the hopper floor. Then he goes to the cab of his pick-up and takes out the three still fully stocked diaper bags that also belonged to Nick and tosses them into the hopper before closing the door to his pick-up truck.

Daniel: Can’t talk any more, I’ve got to go to work now.

Daniel then walks around to the driver’s side of the cab and then opens the door then climbs in and shuts the door. Then he puts the trash truck into gear and drives off to the first stop of the early morning. Daniel pulls up and then backs up to the large 40 yard dumpster at the first stop of the day, a day care with not one but two large dumpsters always full of diapers and other trash. Daniel gets out of the cab and walks to the back of the truck to push the dumpster closer to the truck so he can raise, tilt and empty the trash into the hopper. The dumpster bangs against the back of the truck and Nick hears the loud noise.

Nick: Daddy! Daddy! What is happening????

Daniel: Don’t worry, it was just this large dumpster full of diapers and other trash that I am about to empty in there! Ready? Here….it comes!

The bags of diapers and bags of office trash as well as some food trash spills out of the dumpster and tumbles into the hopper. The bags begin to fall on and cover Nick’s bag. Daniel can’t see nor hear Nick now.

Daniel: it’s packer time……..

Then Daniel starts the first half of the packer cycle then he hits the switch that activates the second half. The blade comes half-way down and stops then starts to come the rest of the way down, scooping the bags of daycare trash, Nick and all of his things and the safety bed, the stroller and Nick’s three fully stocked diaper bags as well as his stuffed animals too, into the packer body. The cycle finishes and then Daniel empties the rest of the load into the hopper then lowers the dumpster back to the ground. He then pushes it back into place before starting to go towards the cab to reposition the back of the truck closer to the second dumpster. Just as Daniel gets out of the cab and walks over to the second dumpster, three people walk towards the truck. One is somewhat short and the other two are taller. Once the three come closer, Daniel can see that one is a thickly diapered Midget man, one is a maid and the other is the janitor of the daycare.

Maid: Hi there. We heard you out here and wanted to catch you before you left so that we can give you this (pointing to the thickly diapered midget) and a trash cart full of more diapers. Would that be ok?

Daniel: Um…I guess so…. (shrugging his shoulders)

Maid: Great! The maid then turns to the Janitor and tells him to go inside and bring the trash cart full of diapers out so that the trash man can empty it. The janitor walks back inside and brings out the rolling, grey trash cart full of loose disposable and cloth diapers to the back of the trash truck.

Daniel tips the second dumpster load in and then starts the packer with half the second load already in the hopper. Then he lowers the dumpster a little bit so that he can load the Midget in after the packer cycle is finished.

The packer cycle completes and then Daniel walks over to the Midget and then reaches under his armpits and lifts him up then carries him over to the hopper and tosses him in. The midget lands on the hump of the hopper and slides down on his diapered butt then Daniel tips the dumpster’s remaining load into the hopper, pinning and covering the midget under the load. Daniel runs the second Packer cycle and then puts the dumpster down and then back into its position before he walks over to the trash cart. Daniel then pushes the cart load of cloth and disposable diapers over to the back of the truck and then hooks it up to the tote tipper and then tips the cart over, spilling all of the loose diapers into the hopper. Then he starts the packer cycle again while he lowers and then rolls the now empty cart back to the janitor and the maid.

Maid: Thanks a lot.

Daniel: (waving) You’re welcome.

Daniel then gets back into the cab and then drives off to the next stop.

Daniel drives to a trailer park on his route and pulls up to the first house. Then he and his co-workers get out and get the first of the tall 96 gallon rolling plastic trash cans.

The first of two cans were emptied into the hopper, spilling household trash, a few diapers as well as a few old baby clothes into the hopper. Then, Daniel gets back into the cab while the other trash men jump up onto their step rails before Daniel goes to the next house. At the next house right next door, a woman comes out escorting a thickly diapered man that is an exact twin of Nick who is already in the packer container.

Daniel stops the truck and the two co-workers jump down and start to take the first two 96 gallon trash cans full of trash. The first 96 gallon can has clean cloth diapers and clean disposable diapers that are still in their unopened packages and the second 96 gallon can has been over filled with the man’s wet disposables and wet cloth diapers.

Woman: (To the Trash man) Hi, I have this diapered man here to be disposed of. Will you take him please?

Daniel: yes ma’am.

Daniel instructs one of the other trash men to take the diapered trash and toss him into the hopper.

Jason: (Diapered trash) HEY! Let GO of me! I thought I was out here to watch my diapers being disposed of!!! HEY! It stinks in there! It’s all YUCKY in there! WHOOOOOOA! (THUMP!) Jason lands into the hopper and tumbles to the back.

Trash man: OH…shut up! In a few minutes, after I am done loading this trash, you and the rest of the trash will be on the way to the landfill! NO! Don’t EVEN try to get up! Lay…DOWN!

Jason: HEY! Those are my nice, clean cloth diapers!!! They aren’t trash!

Trash man: YES! They ARE trash! If they are in the trash, they are trash! Since they are in the can, they are considered dirty!

Jason: I don’t WANNA be in here!!! (Jason attempts to climb back out of the hopper)

Daniel sees something going on in the back of the truck and puts the truck in park and applies the air bakes, then gets out of the cab and walks back to the rear of the truck to see what is taking so long.

Daniel: What is taking so damned long guys? (Daniel looks into the hopper and sees Jason trying to escape the hopper) OH…NO you don’t!!! Get RIGHT back in that hopper RIGHT now! I don’t have TIME for this!

Daniel grabs Jason and holds him like a large toddler for a few minutes while the other two trash men start to load the first diaper-filled trash dumpster load into the hopper. Then the two men finish emptying the first dumpster and then they wait for Daniel to toss Jason in on the load before they start the compactor cycle.

Daniel gets closer to the hopper and then starts trying to peel Jason off of him and then one of Daniel’s co-workers comes over and helps him peel Jason off and get Jason tossed in on top of the loads of loose disposable diapers that are on top of the trash bags in the hopper.

Jason: NOOO! Don’t put me in there! STOP! I’m NOT trash! PLEEEEASE!

It STINKS like dirty diapers in here! HEY MOMMY! Make them STOP! (Said Jason to the woman standing and watching) MOMMY! What is going to happen to me???

Daniel: We are taking you to the landfill! This is where the TRASH rides to the landfill!

Jason: (landing in the diaper and trash filled hopper, props himself up on his right elbow and tries to talk as more diapers and trash is being loaded) HEY! I want OUT of here! Mommy! MOOOOOMY! GUYS! GUYS! Hey Sir? Can I get out of here?

Daniel: NO! You’re trash! I’m about to run the compactor in a second!

Jason: NOOOOO! Please! I promise! I will be good!

Daniel: It’s too late for all that man! It’s trash time!

Daniel then goes over to the compactor levers and then starts the cycle. First the packer begins to swing outwards, and as it does, the trash loads already inside start to fall back into the hopper.

More to cum soon………..

Trash Day

                                                                           Trash Day

Daddy Baker puts his boy into a big wet diaper pail, and pulls his diaper off, to inspect.

Baker baby boy: So...is my nice and comfy disposable diaper...ready for disposal yet???

Daddy Baker: depends how wet you are boy…

Baker baby boy: Do you have plans to dispose of me and my diaper if I am wet or dry??

Baker baby boy: look for yourself....once you find out how wet I am...how are you going to dispose of me???

Daddy Baker pulls open the tabs ... and finds a very, very wet butt.

Baker baby boy: Am I wet? do I get to be changed?

Daddy Baker: Today? oh I think you’re going to be taken out today, in the pail, and be disposed of by the trash men

Baker baby boy: AHHHHH! MAN!! Do I have to???

Baker baby boy: Aren't you going to take all of my clothes off too...before I go out???

Baker baby boy: what about my onesie? Are my clothes going to be disposed of too?

Daddy Baker: I'm going to take you and your big full diaper pail, and throw you into the big garbage truck

Daddy Baker: which is going to squash you and all your clothes

Baker baby boy: do I get to be changed before I go into the pail???

Daddy Baker: do you want to be?

Baker baby boy: My thick night-time diaper is still comfy luckily....

Baker baby boy: yes...but if I am going to be trash, then it's up to you....

Baker baby boy: So...I have to sit out there, at the curb...for....7 to 8 hours....waiting for the trash truck to come???

Daddy Baker: yes

Daddy Baker: you can stay out there over night, until the trash men, take you tomorrow morning

Baker baby boy: You mean they have 4 300 gallon cans out there????

How full do they look???Are they over stuffed? HEY!!!! Those are my six pretty diaper bags!!!! Don't throw them away!!! What about my brother's diapers???? When is his pails going to be emptied???

Baker baby boy wets his diapers only a little before mom changes them. She doesn't roll his disposable diapers up when she puts them into the trash.

Daddy Baker: yup .. 4 of the big 300 gallons ones .. one of them looks really wet, as it was leaking

Baker baby boy: EEEEWWW! I am going in with those???

Daddy Baker: yeah

Baker baby boy: GOD!!!

Daddy Baker: trash men don't care, and neither do diaper trash trucks

Baker baby boy: Am I allowed one last wish????

Baker baby boy: Ok

Daddy Baker: Ahah .. what were you going to wish for?

Baker baby boy: I wish that I can pick which diapers I get to be disposed of with.....

Baker baby boy: and which ones are put on top of me!

Daddy Baker: hehe .. hmm

Daddy Baker: I guess so

Baker baby boy: Why are you packing that brand new case of packs of diapers in here with me???

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! Why are you putting all of those unopened packs of disposable diapers in here!!!!

Baker baby boy: UH OH!!! I just wet my diaper some!!!

Daddy Baker: better wet it some more, trashy

Baker baby boy: why??? Does it matter??? What will the trash men do if I am only a little bit wet???

Daddy Baker: because then I can stomp you harder into the bin

Baker baby boy: Why would you do that???? C'mon daddy!!! Let me out????

Baker baby boy: Why are you throwing me away???

Daddy Baker drops a big wet one right over his boy’s moaning mouth.

Baker baby boy: HEY! Our Neighbor is walking over here carrying two large over stuffed diaper pails!!!

Baker baby boy: UMF!!!

Baker baby boy: hey!!! uuuuuuuhhhhggggg

Daddy Baker: Better stand up for me now, or you're in for a beating!!

Baker baby boy: Why daddy!! Why!!!! What did I do!!! NO!!! I WON'T stand up!!!

Leave me alone!! Let me out!!!

Daddy Baker yanks his boy upright

Daddy Baker: "do as your TOLD"

Baker baby boy: NO!!

Baker baby boy: You tossed me...I don't have to now!!!

Daddy Baker pulls his boy’s arms up, and pushes his boy’s head down in to the liquid gunk, dunking his boy’s head.

Daddy Baker: "It's not like I care if you live or die! "

Baker baby boy: then......

Baker baby boy: why do I have to stand up then????

Daddy Baker: *yanks the boy back up, and pins his 2 pathetic little arms to the handle of the bin*

Baker baby boy: HEY! STOP IT!!!! DON"T!!!!

Baker baby boy: DADDDY!!!!

with his other hand Daddy Baker zip ties the boy’s wrists to the big tough plastic handle.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Let me go!!! LET ME GO DADDY!

Daddy Baker: "now boy ... (feels the boy’s none too wet diaper)

Baker baby boy: Hey!! Why is the neighbor coming over here with those two over-stuffed diaper pails???

Daddy Baker: I'm gonna make you spoil your diapie

Daddy Baker: "you see those big smelly pails over there?" "they’re really trashy diapers ... and you’re going to be mashed in with them"

Daddy Baker: "yeah you like that don't you, you freak"

Baker baby boy: You are going to let the neighbor dump their wet diapers all over me???

Daddy Baker: yeah ... I'm going to wait until he's gone in, then dump a whole load of wet diapers right over you

Baker baby boy: ...but...daddy!!! Why???? How long will it be until the trash men get here???

Daddy Baker: They'll come bright 'n' early tomorrow

Baker baby boy: But...that means that My diaper might be soaked by then!!!

Daddy Baker: awww

Daddy Baker: sucks to be you then. Not like you have a choice huh?

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Don't throw my unopened brand new packs of my disposable diapers in here!!! They are still good!!

Daddy Baker: not any more .. tips more of 'em in

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Stop that!!! Can't those be used on someone else??? HEY!!! Those were my six white t-shirts!!! HEY!!! Those diapers aren't rolled up!!! HEY!! Stop pressing those open diapers into my face!!!!

Daddy Baker: well .. that’s kind of it for what I've got planned for you tonight. Tomorrow .. the trash truck comes

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! Don't leave me here!!! Where are you going???? Come back!!! HEY!!! My diaper is a little bit wetter now...why haven't you finished making me cum???

Daddy Baker: because I'm cruel like that?

Baker baby boy: My hard on....I guess I can rub it against the inside of my diaper!!!!

Daddy Baker: you'll have too

Baker baby boy: What are the trash men going to do to me and all of these diapers and my clothing and bedding??? I've never been disposed of before.....what happens to all of this????

Daddy Baker: All this is trash. Nobody wants trash anymore, so ..when the big trash men come, with their truck, they empty each of these bins into the hopper, but because there is so much trash, they use a big machine called a packer to squash it all up and make it real small!!

Baker baby boy: the trash truck is going to make me and the diapers smaller???

But....how???

Daddy Baker: there's a big plate, which pushes in from the front to the back, when the trash men, tell it too, and it squashes everything into a tiny cube. Then the cube gets pushed into the main body of the truck. Once it's full, it goes to the dump. There, they open the back and push it all out! It's veeery smelly at the dump!!!  Once it's all in a big pile there a bigger machine comes along called a compactor, it squashes it all into the ground!

Baker baby boy: So my diapers and my things are going into the ground??????NOOOOO! Daddy!! Please!!! Don't!! I want to be here!!! I don't want to be disposed of!!! oooooooh!

It stinks like pee-pee in here!!! Why are you shoving all of these diapers into my face...hey! Stop it!!!

Daddy Baker goes off and grabs one of the neighbor’s big, giant trash can of a diaper pail, and proceeds to trip the lot over the boy in the 96 gallon trash can.

The load of diapers entirely fills up the rest of the pail and then piles the load up on the sides next to the boy.

Baker baby boy: HEY!! Those diapers weigh a lot!!!

Daddy Baker: The smell is something else! See ya dumpster babe!!!!

Baker baby boy: HEY!! Those disposable diapers aren't even rolled up!!! Hey! Those are cloth diapers!! Can't they be washed???

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! Come back!!!

Baby Baker watches as his daddy takes the empty diaper pails over to the neighbor's and leave them before coming back and then walking straight into the garage

The garage door slowly rolls down and closed.

Baby Baker lays out in the 96 gallon trash can filled with all of the unrolled, wet, disposable diapers, cloth diapers, his onesies, all of his used to be clean clothing and bed sheets as well as his six diaper pails....

Back inside, Daddy finds a couple more diapers he'd missed in mommy’s big diaper bag

Then Daddy comes back out to the can carrying two more full diaper bags

that were left in Mommy's closet.

Daddy Baker: "ick .. we're not keeping these neither" (opens front door and strides out and tosses the contents on to the huge pile of baby stuff in the 96 gallon trash can)

The boy waits in the trash can under all of the wet, loose cloth and disposable diapers and his things

I lay in the trash can hour by hour and as I lay there, with my hands tied to the handles. I can see a few cars going by from time to time and even a few people walking by, looking into the can I am in but not seeing me as they walk by.

one couple has just changed their baby and tosses in an unrolled wet disposable diaper into the can then continues to walk by

It is now 4:30 am and I can hear the faint sound of a loud trash truck rumbling through the neighborhood somewhere nearby.

I can hear the loud sounds of the trash cans banging down to the ground and the sounds of the compactor running after they dump the cans

My stomach has butterflies in it and I start to shake some......I get a really stiff hard on as I lay there with the lid opened, on my tummy.

I start to rub my diaper back and forth, to and fro against the rest of the wet diapers and other trash that is inside of my can.

Daddy brings out a tripod and the video camera then begins to set it up and gets ready to film the trash men taking the trash away as mommy requested.

My hands are shaking as I am tied up to the handles and I continue to try in vain to get my hands free. The sounds of the trash truck get louder and louder as it gets closer and closer.

Soon, the trash truck turns the corner and stops at the daycare. I can see the trash men dumping their four super large cans that are over-stuffed with all of their disposable and cloth diapers.

As the trash truck rounds the corner, Daddy Baker looks up from the breakfast table:

Daddy Baker:  Sounds like it's time…Time to be rid of my boy!!!

picking up the HD video camera from the shelf next to the front door, I head out and stand next to the large pile and collection of bins really, along with my soon to be ex-son

clicking record, I zoom in, as the trash truck stops next to the nursery up the road

Once they are finished, the truck pulls up to the next stop.

The house right before the next door neighbor's place.

They have two cans full of diapers and then the trash men quickly dump the cans, but don't run the packer yet since the hopper isn't that full.

Then they pull up to the next door neighbor and dump their three over filled cans. The hopper still isn't quite that full yet, so the trash men don't run the packer yet....then the trash men pull up to the curb in front of the two cans that are out at the curb at daddy's house.

I am about to cum into my diaper as the trash men pull up.

I start to cum very, very much into my diaper as the trash men take the first can and dump it. My cum fills the front of my diaper but doesn't show on the outside since I have six booster pads and six cloth diapers on under my disposable diaper.

Baker baby boy sees his daddy standing there and tries to convince him not to dispose of him.

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! Daddy!!! PLEASE!!! Don't let them take me!!! PLEASE!!!! OH.....please don't let them take me!!!

Baby baker boy franticly tries to get his hands free.

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!!! PLEASE!!!!

Baker baby boy: Don't let them take me!!!!

Baker baby boy: Daddy????????? PLEASE!!!!!

Baker baby boy: I don't want to go into the trash truck!!!!

I realize that I smell like pee now and I have been laying on top of open wet diapers of mine

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! The trash truck is coming!! Don't let them take me!!!!

Daddy Baker: ….and to think yesterday you didn't know what a trash truck was….

Baker baby boy: I haven't wet my diaper all night since I haven't had anything to drink!!!!

Daddy Baker: "watch the truck child .. see how it takes the entire big bin's worth??

I look at the trash truck for a few moments. Then I start to franticly try to get loose

Baker baby boy: I don't want to go in that thing!!!! That thing is VERY BIG!!!! It's loud and scary!!!!

My stomach has butterflies in it and I start to shake some......

Daddy Baker: "think you’re going somewhere? I'm not letting you out of my sight! I'm even going to video you being taken away for mommy!"

The Mack Heil side loader pulls slightly closer so the trash men can finish loading the Mack Side loader with more diapers and diapering trash.

I get a really stiff hard on as I lay there with the lid opened, on my tummy.

I start to rub my diaper back and forth, to and fro against the rest of the wet diapers and other trash that is inside of my can. I start to cum very, very much into my diaper

My hands are shaking as I am tied up to the handles and I continue to try in vain to get my hands free.

Baker baby boy: I don't want to go into that scary thing!!!

Baker baby boy: Please don't make me!!!! PLEASE Daddy!!!!

Baker baby boy: Why are all of my clean diapers in here???

Baker baby boy: I'm shaking daddy!!!

Daddy Baker: "don't worry son .. you won't have to do a thing ..

Daddy laughs and continues to video the truck, being loaded by the garbage men, with diapers

from the nursery. As it finishes, he finishes, the driver looking in his mirror, moves the truck on to the next stop, and the garbage guy steps onto the running board.

Baker baby boy: Is that thing coming over here??? PLEASE!!! All you have to do is take these wet diapers off of me, get me out and then wipe me up!!!

Baker baby boy: PLEASE!!!! Don't let the trash men take me!!!

Daddy Baker:  ….and why would I waste a new diaper on you, when your going to be thrown out, with all the other dirty trash?"

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! My diaper isn't that wet!!! I can still wear this one!!! Why am I being disposed of!!! Why won't you get me out?????

Daddy Baker: "oh .. it's not wet is it ... well .. we can't have that!!!

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! The can next to me has my stuffed animals in it and more of my wet cloth diapers from last week!!!! Why are they being disposed of instead of being washed?????

while Daddy baker continues to film with one hand, he sticks the other hand deep down into the smelly mess of diapers in the bin, and finds the front of the boys diaper.

Daddy Baker: No your not .. well .. we can't have this

Baker baby boy: I came into my diaper Daddy

 Baker baby boy: I still have this very stiff hard on!!! I am shaking from being scared and panicked!

Daddy baker slides a finger down and around the leg.

Fingering his way inside, the boy shudders, and Daddy strokes the boy.

Daddy Baker: "look at that big beautiful load of diapers .. all being squashed .. (Daddy teases his little cock some more . .knowing he can't help but be aroused)

Baker baby boy: Daddy...oh...daddy!!!

Baker baby boy: Why do I have to be in here????

Baker baby boy: ….that feels good! I could cum hard again!!!!

Baker baby boy: I already filled the inside of my diaper well with cum.....

Baker baby boy: but why are the trash men standing there? Waiting with that half full trash can???? Why is the truck louder than it was???

Daddy Baker continues to video the truck, being loaded by the garbage men, with diapers from the nursery. As it finishes he finishes, the driver looking in his mirror, moves the truck on a stop, and the garbage guy steps onto the running boards.

Daddy Baker: "That’s because the hopper was too full to put any more in, so .. if you watch the garbage man, pulls that leaver and ..... " (the truck roars, and the hydraulic compression cycle starts up)

The truck’s PTO raises the engine RPM to draw power from it and then the trash men start to empty some of the diapers on top of the compactor then they wait as the compactor blade retracts. The truck is really, really loud with the engine racing as the compactor retracts and the engine settles back to idle.

Baker baby boy: Daddy!? Are we going to have time to make me cum or am I going to go into that thing like this????

Baker baby boy: These nice cloth diapers are still mostly dry...I wet a little bit but not enough to soak them...I dribbled a little bit....

Daddy Baker: "nah .. I'm just teasing you .. you'll probably cum when it takes you"

Baker baby boy: Why can't I just stay with you and Mommy??? Doesn't she want two babies???

I don't WANT...to go into that scary large thing!!!

Daddy Baker: Two?? Never!!  I couldn't afford the diaper bill  It's a shame none of these would fit the new boy .. and anyway .. who'd want to be in a second hand diaper??

Baker baby boy: So that means I have to be disposed of with all of my diapers??? Can't you and mommy just give me to someone else???

Baker baby boy: Are the trash men mean to the trash????

Daddy Baker: "nope .. you can't hurt trash..."

Baker baby boy: Do they check my diaper or make sure that my diaper is comfy at all???

Daddy Baker: Hi Bill… (Daddy shouts to the collector that is just next door.)

Baker baby boy: Don't take me!!! Please!!! Don't take me!!!!

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! I don't WANT to go into that thing!!!!

Trash Man 1: (Bill) Hey buddy..

Daddy Baker: "looks like they put out a mother load for you this week"

Bill-Trash Man: yep - I swear, they do it on purpose .. nothing for 3 weeks and then .. look at this shit!

Daddy Baker: "I got a live one for ya this week"

Baker baby boy: I don't want to go!!! Don't take me!!! PLEASE don't take me!!!

Baker baby boy: Stop!!!! Don't even think about it!!!

Bill-Trash Man : yeah .. can hear .. he's a shouter isn’t he?

Baker baby boy: What are you going to do to me????

Baker baby boy: I have been in here all day and all night!!!

Baker baby boy: Let me out!!!

Baker baby boy: Cut me loose!!!

Bill-Trash Man : Phew! Yeah .. he smells like a dirty diaper too .. I can smell him from here!!!!

Daddy Baker: "yeah well .. time's up for this little one" (daddy tussles with the boy’s  hair)

Baker baby boy: Daddy! Let me out!!!

The trash man dumps in the last of the neighbors waste diapers and assorted other trash.

Baker baby boy: Why are you throwing away my clean cloth diapers and I????

The trash man signals to the driver to roll forward, and jumps onto the running board.

Baker baby boy: HEY!! Let me loose!!! Please!!! I don't WANNA BE disposed of!!!

Baker baby boy: That truck is BIIIIIG!!!!

Daddy Baker:  (whacks his boy across the face) Quiet!

Baker baby boy: OUCH!!! Daddy!!! Why did you do that!!!!

I stop whining and look at the truck as it pulls up to the curb in front of my can.

The trash men jump down and start to take the first two cans.

There is a pile of diapers from the neighbor's place still in the hopper. Some of the diapers fall down and settle into the hopper as the truck stops.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Don't take me!!!!

Baker baby boy: I start to shake.....

Baker baby boy: DON'T!!!!

Baker baby boy: Don't take me!!!

Baker baby boy: I'm NOT trash!!!!

Baker baby boy: I am not even wet!!! I still have mostly clean thick bulky diapers on!!!

The trash man picks up the big tote containing the boy and a big hefty weight of assorted child gear, and grabs the cutters hanging off his belt, and clips the zip ties off.

Baker baby boy: You wouldn't throw away clean diapers would ya???

Daddy Baker:  "bye bye"

Baker baby boy: HEY!! Stop it!!!

Baker baby boy: DON"T!!!!

Baker baby boy: NOOOOOO!

The trash man waves to daddy, who's pointing the camera at the hopper, as the boy is dumped in head first!!

The trash man starts throwing the surrounding piles of used and clean diapers all on top of the pile in the hopper.

The boy tumbles down into the hopper and then get covered by an avalanche of diapers and onesies, clothing and crib sheets as well as brand new packs of disposable diapers.

The boy struggles to get back to his feet but the weight of the heavy wet diapers is a lot.

Spotting the boy, trying to stand up, the trash man throws a big heavy bag full of diapers into the hopper,  hitting the boy in the chest, knocking him back.

The boy falls back onto his back with his legs facing the compactor blade. Now only his legs and diaper are showing.

 Lots and lots of cloth and open, unrolled disposable diapers are piled underneath the boy’s legs and diaper.

Baker baby boy: STOP!

Baker baby boy: Let me GO!!!

Baker baby boy: Let me out of here!!! Don't take me!!!

Baker baby boy: The boy tries to get back up again

The Trash man picks up the 2nd tote, and empties it into the hopper.

The stuffed animals and clean cloth diapers slide and fall into the hopper in a shower.

The boy falls back down landing on top of the open, wet disposable diapers with the inside of the wet disposable diapers cradling the boy’s back and head.

The trash man pushes the diaper truck’s special button, and a green liquid is sprayed in, covering and soaking into the diapers and stuff in the hopper.

The little brown stuffed bear ... turns green ... so do all the diapers .. but the smell of piss improves considerably !!!

As the boy lays there, he gets coated with slimy, wet green liquids.

As the liquids continue to spray onto the diapers and I, the smell of a fresh Luvs diaper begins to take over the smells of wetness

The boy tries to stand up but then he falls backwards and land onto my tummy with his head facing the opening of the container

The baby powder fresh scent of the slimy, wet green liquids is apparent. The liquids coat and drench the boy’s hair and the outside of his diaper!!!

Baker baby boy: EEEEEW! What IS this yucky, slimy stuff!!!

Baker baby boy: uuuuuh!

Baker baby boy: Please!!! Make it stop!!!!

Baker baby boy: What are you doing to me!!!

Bill-Trash Man: sanitizing you!!

The trash man dumps in the last of the diaper waste.

Baker baby boy: What??? why????

Baker baby boy: Hey!!! Those are clean!!!! Those are still in the packages!!! HEY!!!! Those cloth diapers were clean!!!!

Daddy Baker: "bye-bye baby, (daddy gives the boy a last wave) as the garbage man jumps back on and the truck drives off.

The trash man pushes the packer button.

Daddy Baker: Thanks Bill .. see you next week.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! What is happening!!!

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Stop that thing!!! Make it stop!!!

Baker baby boy: The boy tries to scoot back to try and avoid the thing advancing onto the diapers and him but it slowly keeps coming forward!

The trash man looks in at a sea of used, green, stained diapers, boxes of unopened diapers, green clothes with nasty looking yellow stains on them, and ... oh yeah .. the boy’s foot .

As the packer blade pushes forward, with a pop and a hiss, some of the bags expand as the air inside forces them to blow up and pop open.

The blade  pushes half way, then retracts back then pushes forward again .. this time on the final full compaction cycle. A muffled cry is heard along with cracking and the sound of liquids being squeezed out as the ram finally pushes home, deep forward into the body of the truck, before finally retracting. The boy’s diaper buckles and bunches up against his butt and his legs get pressed against a bunch of diapers as diapers get tightly pressed against him.

On the second cycle of the compactor, his diaper gets more diapers tightly pressed against it, causing his diaper to push upwards and somewhat fold up against him in a tight little wad. The part of his diaper that was saggy between his legs, is now pressing against the front of his diaper.

Then the cycle releases and he falls back into the hopper with a few of the diapers.

He is out of breath but still alive.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! (The boy says to the trash man as he looks up at him.) Where are you taking me!!!! Why did you do that to me and my diapers????

Look at me!!! I am all covered with this....slimy, sweet smelling green stuff!!!!

The trash man jumps back up and pushes the packer button again.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Stop it!!! Don't!! That makes my diaper bunch up!!!

Aren't you going to listen to me???? Oh please!!!! Don't make me go through this again!!!

Baker Baby boy: HEYYYY!!! 

The boy gets pressed against the load of diapers again and again, the saggy part between his legs gets pressed tightly against the other diapers and his face gets pushed into an open diaper that slowly wraps itself around his head as his face is pressed into the open wet liner.

The packer retracts and the boy falls back down on top of some of his own wet diapers with the diaper that his head was pressed into, still wrapped around his head and his face pressing into it.

He lands onto his back with his legs facing the trash men on the right hand side of the truck.

The truck rolls to a halt, diving forward, and the sharp none too well maintained brakes heave the hefty truck to a halt.

The trash men jump down.

The trash men start to toss the loose overflowing diapers from the  bags that burst and the over flowing bags into the hopper.

Baker baby boy: HEY! Sir!! Stop this!!! Please!!!

Baker baby boy: When does this all stop??????

The trash men ignores the cries and continues to load the hopper.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!!!

Baker baby boy: Let me go!!

 The boy tries to stand up and take the diaper off of his head.

Grabbing a big, black 32 gallon off the top of the 96 gallon bin, one trash man throws the 32 gallon into the hopper, then tips the now only half full 96 gallon can in, half filling up the hopper.

The boy gets to his knees and he is able to find the top edge of the hopper on the right side of the truck.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! That is a whole can!!! Why are you disposing of the whole can sir???

The boy puts his two hands on top of the right hand side of the side hopper rail and tries to lift himself off his knees.

The diaper he still has on his head falls off into the hopper. The boy’s hair is matted and he is still coated with the green slimy liquid.

Bill-Trash Man: "no one has ever heard of talking trash have they sonny! You've been watching too much sesame street!!!" says one of the trash men to the boy in the hopper peering over the side. The hopper floor is slippery and slick but the boy almost manages to get to his feet

The trash man pushes the boy off the side of the hopper and back into the trash in the hopper.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! UUUUUH! Thump boom!!!

Trash Man 1:"you look like real trash now ... ahahha " The trash man pushes the button that squirts the green sanitizing liquids again.

The boy lands onto his butt and his diaper bunches up with a loud crinkle.

The jets squirt in, and the trash man dumps in the last of this houses' diaper trash, then pushes the packer leaver.

Baker baby boy: HEY!! EEEEEW!! What is this stuff!! YUCK!!!!

 (Coughing and spitting and squinting as he gets completely coated with a thick coat of the cold, wet, slimy, thick green liquids

The boy shakes it off and he wipes his eyes and mouth with his right wrist.

The trash men watch as the Rubbermaid 32 gallon trash can and the diapers bunch up, before some of the bags started bursting as it gets rammed in by the packer.

The boy suddenly Starts to feel the packer pushing him back into the loads of diapers and his hands get wrenched from the edge of the hopper as he gets pushed into and  against more open, unrolled wet diapers.

Some of the wet padding of one of the diapers that burst, gets all over him and in his hair.

The slimy wetness makes the gels stick against the boy like popcorn sticking to pancake syrup.

The boy’s face is pressed tightly into the same open wet disposable diaper liner that It was before and then the diaper wraps itself around his head as the packer continues to press the boy into the diapers. the tapes pop loose and fasten themselves to the plastic backing

*See Chapter Two: Coming Soon…..

Trash Day

                                                                                   Trash Day

Daddy Baker puts his boy into a big wet diaper pail, and pulls his diaper off, to inspect.

Baker baby boy: So...is my nice and comfy disposable diaper...ready for disposal yet???

Daddy Baker: depends how wet you are boy…

Baker baby boy: Do you have plans to dispose of me and my diaper if I am wet or dry??

Baker baby boy: look for yourself....once you find out how wet I am...how are you going to dispose of me???

Daddy Baker pulls open the tabs ... and finds a very, very wet butt.

Baker baby boy: Am I wet? do I get to be changed?

Daddy Baker: Today? oh I think you’re going to be taken out today, in the pail, and be disposed of by the trash men

Baker baby boy: AHHHHH! MAN!! Do I have to???

Baker baby boy: Aren't you going to take all of my clothes off too...before I go out???

Baker baby boy: what about my onesie? Are my clothes going to be disposed of too?

Daddy Baker: I'm going to take you and your big full diaper pail, and throw you into the big garbage truck

Daddy Baker: which is going to squash you and all your clothes

Baker baby boy: do I get to be changed before I go into the pail???

Daddy Baker: do you want to be?

Baker baby boy: My thick night-time diaper is still comfy luckily....

Baker baby boy: yes...but if I am going to be trash, then it's up to you....

Baker baby boy: So...I have to sit out there, at the curb...for....7 to 8 hours....waiting for the trash truck to come???

Daddy Baker: yes

Daddy Baker: you can stay out there over night, until the trash men, take you tomorrow morning

Baker baby boy: You mean they have 4 300 gallon cans out there????

How full do they look???Are they over stuffed? HEY!!!! Those are my six pretty diaper bags!!!! Don't throw them away!!! What about my brother's diapers???? When is his pails going to be emptied???

Baker baby boy wets his diapers only a little before mom changes them. She doesn't roll his disposable diapers up when she puts them into the trash.

Daddy Baker: yup .. 4 of the big 300 gallons ones .. one of them looks really wet, as it was leaking

Baker baby boy: EEEEWWW! I am going in with those???

Daddy Baker: yeah

Baker baby boy: GOD!!!

Daddy Baker: trash men don't care, and neither do diaper trash trucks

Baker baby boy: Am I allowed one last wish????

Baker baby boy: Ok

Daddy Baker: Ahah .. what were you going to wish for?

Baker baby boy: I wish that I can pick which diapers I get to be disposed of with.....

Baker baby boy: and which ones are put on top of me!

Daddy Baker: hehe .. hmm

Daddy Baker: I guess so

Baker baby boy: Why are you packing that brand new case of packs of diapers in here with me???

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! Why are you putting all of those unopened packs of disposable diapers in here!!!!

Baker baby boy: UH OH!!! I just wet my diaper some!!!

Daddy Baker: better wet it some more, trashy

Baker baby boy: why??? Does it matter??? What will the trash men do if I am only a little bit wet???

Daddy Baker: because then I can stomp you harder into the bin

Baker baby boy: Why would you do that???? C'mon daddy!!! Let me out????

Baker baby boy: Why are you throwing me away???

Daddy Baker drops a big wet one right over his boy’s moaning mouth.

Baker baby boy: HEY! Our Neighbor is walking over here carrying two large over stuffed diaper pails!!!

Baker baby boy: UMF!!!

Baker baby boy: hey!!! uuuuuuuhhhhggggg

Daddy Baker: Better stand up for me now, or you're in for a beating!!

Baker baby boy: Why daddy!! Why!!!! What did I do!!! NO!!! I WON'T stand up!!!

Leave me alone!! Let me out!!!

Daddy Baker yanks his boy upright

Daddy Baker: "do as your TOLD"

Baker baby boy: NO!!

Baker baby boy: You tossed me...I don't have to now!!!

Daddy Baker pulls his boy’s arms up, and pushes his boy’s head down in to the liquid gunk, dunking his boy’s head.

Daddy Baker: "It's not like I care if you live or die! "

Baker baby boy: then......

Baker baby boy: why do I have to stand up then????

Daddy Baker: *yanks the boy back up, and pins his 2 pathetic little arms to the handle of the bin*

Baker baby boy: HEY! STOP IT!!!! DON"T!!!!

Baker baby boy: DADDDY!!!!

with his other hand Daddy Baker zip ties the boy’s wrists to the big tough plastic handle.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Let me go!!! LET ME GO DADDY!

Daddy Baker: "now boy ... (feels the boy’s none too wet diaper)

Baker baby boy: Hey!! Why is the neighbor coming over here with those two over-stuffed diaper pails???

Daddy Baker: I'm gonna make you spoil your diapie

Daddy Baker: "you see those big smelly pails over there?" "they’re really trashy diapers ... and you’re going to be mashed in with them"

Daddy Baker: "yeah you like that don't you, you freak"

Baker baby boy: You are going to let the neighbor dump their wet diapers all over me???

Daddy Baker: yeah ... I'm going to wait until he's gone in, then dump a whole load of wet diapers right over you

Baker baby boy: ...but...daddy!!! Why???? How long will it be until the trash men get here???

Daddy Baker: They'll come bright 'n' early tomorrow

Baker baby boy: But...that means that My diaper might be soaked by then!!!

Daddy Baker: awww

Daddy Baker: sucks to be you then. Not like you have a choice huh?

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Don't throw my unopened brand new packs of my disposable diapers in here!!! They are still good!!

Daddy Baker: not any more .. tips more of 'em in

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Stop that!!! Can't those be used on someone else??? HEY!!! Those were my six white t-shirts!!! HEY!!! Those diapers aren't rolled up!!! HEY!! Stop pressing those open diapers into my face!!!!

Daddy Baker: well .. that’s kind of it for what I've got planned for you tonight. Tomorrow .. the trash truck comes

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! Don't leave me here!!! Where are you going???? Come back!!! HEY!!! My diaper is a little bit wetter now...why haven't you finished making me cum???

Daddy Baker: because I'm cruel like that?

Baker baby boy: My hard on....I guess I can rub it against the inside of my diaper!!!!

Daddy Baker: you'll have too

Baker baby boy: What are the trash men going to do to me and all of these diapers and my clothing and bedding??? I've never been disposed of before.....what happens to all of this????

Daddy Baker: All this is trash. Nobody wants trash anymore, so ..when the big trash men come, with their truck, they empty each of these bins into the hopper, but because there is so much trash, they use a big machine called a packer to squash it all up and make it real small!!

Baker baby boy: the trash truck is going to make me and the diapers smaller???

But....how???

Daddy Baker: there's a big plate, which pushes in from the front to the back, when the trash men, tell it too, and it squashes everything into a tiny cube. Then the cube gets pushed into the main body of the truck. Once it's full, it goes to the dump. There, they open the back and push it all out! It's veeery smelly at the dump!!!  Once it's all in a big pile there a bigger machine comes along called a compactor, it squashes it all into the ground!

Baker baby boy: So my diapers and my things are going into the ground??????NOOOOO! Daddy!! Please!!! Don't!! I want to be here!!! I don't want to be disposed of!!! oooooooh!

It stinks like pee-pee in here!!! Why are you shoving all of these diapers into my face...hey! Stop it!!!

Daddy Baker goes off and grabs one of the neighbor’s big, giant trash can of a diaper pail, and proceeds to trip the lot over the boy in the 96 gallon trash can.

The load of diapers entirely fills up the rest of the pail and then piles the load up on the sides next to the boy.

Baker baby boy: HEY!! Those diapers weigh a lot!!!

Daddy Baker: The smell is something else! See ya dumpster babe!!!!

Baker baby boy: HEY!! Those disposable diapers aren't even rolled up!!! Hey! Those are cloth diapers!! Can't they be washed???

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! Come back!!!

Baby Baker watches as his daddy takes the empty diaper pails over to the neighbor's and leave them before coming back and then walking straight into the garage

The garage door slowly rolls down and closed.

Baby Baker lays out in the 96 gallon trash can filled with all of the unrolled, wet, disposable diapers, cloth diapers, his onesies, all of his used to be clean clothing and bed sheets as well as his six diaper pails....

Back inside, Daddy finds a couple more diapers he'd missed in mommy’s big diaper bag

Then Daddy comes back out to the can carrying two more full diaper bags

that were left in Mommy's closet.

Daddy Baker: "ick .. we're not keeping these neither" (opens front door and strides out and tosses the contents on to the huge pile of baby stuff in the 96 gallon trash can)

The boy waits in the trash can under all of the wet, loose cloth and disposable diapers and his things

I lay in the trash can hour by hour and as I lay there, with my hands tied to the handles. I can see a few cars going by from time to time and even a few people walking by, looking into the can I am in but not seeing me as they walk by.

one couple has just changed their baby and tosses in an unrolled wet disposable diaper into the can then continues to walk by

It is now 4:30 am and I can hear the faint sound of a loud trash truck rumbling through the neighborhood somewhere nearby.

I can hear the loud sounds of the trash cans banging down to the ground and the sounds of the compactor running after they dump the cans

My stomach has butterflies in it and I start to shake some......I get a really stiff hard on as I lay there with the lid opened, on my tummy.

I start to rub my diaper back and forth, to and fro against the rest of the wet diapers and other trash that is inside of my can.

Daddy brings out a tripod and the video camera then begins to set it up and gets ready to film the trash men taking the trash away as mommy requested.

My hands are shaking as I am tied up to the handles and I continue to try in vain to get my hands free. The sounds of the trash truck get louder and louder as it gets closer and closer.

Soon, the trash truck turns the corner and stops at the daycare. I can see the trash men dumping their four super large cans that are over-stuffed with all of their disposable and cloth diapers.

As the trash truck rounds the corner, Daddy Baker looks up from the breakfast table:

Daddy Baker:  Sounds like it's time…Time to be rid of my boy!!!

picking up the HD video camera from the shelf next to the front door, I head out and stand next to the large pile and collection of bins really, along with my soon to be ex-son

clicking record, I zoom in, as the trash truck stops next to the nursery up the road

Once they are finished, the truck pulls up to the next stop.

The house right before the next door neighbor's place.

They have two cans full of diapers and then the trash men quickly dump the cans, but don't run the packer yet since the hopper isn't that full.

Then they pull up to the next door neighbor and dump their three over filled cans. The hopper still isn't quite that full yet, so the trash men don't run the packer yet....then the trash men pull up to the curb in front of the two cans that are out at the curb at daddy's house.

I am about to cum into my diaper as the trash men pull up.

I start to cum very, very much into my diaper as the trash men take the first can and dump it. My cum fills the front of my diaper but doesn't show on the outside since I have six booster pads and six cloth diapers on under my disposable diaper.

Baker baby boy sees his daddy standing there and tries to convince him not to dispose of him.

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! Daddy!!! PLEASE!!! Don't let them take me!!! PLEASE!!!! OH.....please don't let them take me!!!

Baby baker boy franticly tries to get his hands free.

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!!! PLEASE!!!!

Baker baby boy: Don't let them take me!!!!

Baker baby boy: Daddy????????? PLEASE!!!!!

Baker baby boy: I don't want to go into the trash truck!!!!

I realize that I smell like pee now and I have been laying on top of open wet diapers of mine

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! The trash truck is coming!! Don't let them take me!!!!

Daddy Baker: ….and to think yesterday you didn't know what a trash truck was….

Baker baby boy: I haven't wet my diaper all night since I haven't had anything to drink!!!!

Daddy Baker: "watch the truck child .. see how it takes the entire big bin's worth??

I look at the trash truck for a few moments. Then I start to franticly try to get loose

Baker baby boy: I don't want to go in that thing!!!! That thing is VERY BIG!!!! It's loud and scary!!!!

My stomach has butterflies in it and I start to shake some......

Daddy Baker: "think you’re going somewhere? I'm not letting you out of my sight! I'm even going to video you being taken away for mommy!"

The Mack Heil side loader pulls slightly closer so the trash men can finish loading the Mack Side loader with more diapers and diapering trash.

I get a really stiff hard on as I lay there with the lid opened, on my tummy.

I start to rub my diaper back and forth, to and fro against the rest of the wet diapers and other trash that is inside of my can. I start to cum very, very much into my diaper

My hands are shaking as I am tied up to the handles and I continue to try in vain to get my hands free.

Baker baby boy: I don't want to go into that scary thing!!!

Baker baby boy: Please don't make me!!!! PLEASE Daddy!!!!

Baker baby boy: Why are all of my clean diapers in here???

Baker baby boy: I'm shaking daddy!!!

Daddy Baker: "don't worry son .. you won't have to do a thing ..

Daddy laughs and continues to video the truck, being loaded by the garbage men, with diapers

from the nursery. As it finishes, he finishes, the driver looking in his mirror, moves the truck on to the next stop, and the garbage guy steps onto the running board.

Baker baby boy: Is that thing coming over here??? PLEASE!!! All you have to do is take these wet diapers off of me, get me out and then wipe me up!!!

Baker baby boy: PLEASE!!!! Don't let the trash men take me!!!

Daddy Baker:  ….and why would I waste a new diaper on you, when your going to be thrown out, with all the other dirty trash?"

Baker baby boy: Daddy!!! My diaper isn't that wet!!! I can still wear this one!!! Why am I being disposed of!!! Why won't you get me out?????

Daddy Baker: "oh .. it's not wet is it ... well .. we can't have that!!!

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! The can next to me has my stuffed animals in it and more of my wet cloth diapers from last week!!!! Why are they being disposed of instead of being washed?????

while Daddy baker continues to film with one hand, he sticks the other hand deep down into the smelly mess of diapers in the bin, and finds the front of the boys diaper.

Daddy Baker: No your not .. well .. we can't have this

Baker baby boy: I came into my diaper Daddy

 Baker baby boy: I still have this very stiff hard on!!! I am shaking from being scared and panicked!

Daddy baker slides a finger down and around the leg.

Fingering his way inside, the boy shudders, and Daddy strokes the boy.

Daddy Baker: "look at that big beautiful load of diapers .. all being squashed .. (Daddy teases his little cock some more . .knowing he can't help but be aroused)

Baker baby boy: Daddy...oh...daddy!!!

Baker baby boy: Why do I have to be in here????

Baker baby boy: ….that feels good! I could cum hard again!!!!

Baker baby boy: I already filled the inside of my diaper well with cum.....

Baker baby boy: but why are the trash men standing there? Waiting with that half full trash can???? Why is the truck louder than it was???

Daddy Baker continues to video the truck, being loaded by the garbage men, with diapers from the nursery. As it finishes he finishes, the driver looking in his mirror, moves the truck on a stop, and the garbage guy steps onto the running boards.

Daddy Baker: "That’s because the hopper was too full to put any more in, so .. if you watch the garbage man, pulls that leaver and ..... " (the truck roars, and the hydraulic compression cycle starts up)

The truck’s PTO raises the engine RPM to draw power from it and then the trash men start to empty some of the diapers on top of the compactor then they wait as the compactor blade retracts. The truck is really, really loud with the engine racing as the compactor retracts and the engine settles back to idle.

Baker baby boy: Daddy!? Are we going to have time to make me cum or am I going to go into that thing like this????

Baker baby boy: These nice cloth diapers are still mostly dry...I wet a little bit but not enough to soak them...I dribbled a little bit....

Daddy Baker: "nah .. I'm just teasing you .. you'll probably cum when it takes you"

Baker baby boy: Why can't I just stay with you and Mommy??? Doesn't she want two babies???

I don't WANT...to go into that scary large thing!!!

Daddy Baker: Two?? Never!!  I couldn't afford the diaper bill  It's a shame none of these would fit the new boy .. and anyway .. who'd want to be in a second hand diaper??

Baker baby boy: So that means I have to be disposed of with all of my diapers??? Can't you and mommy just give me to someone else???

Baker baby boy: Are the trash men mean to the trash????

Daddy Baker: "nope .. you can't hurt trash..."

Baker baby boy: Do they check my diaper or make sure that my diaper is comfy at all???

Daddy Baker: Hi Bill… (Daddy shouts to the collector that is just next door.)

Baker baby boy: Don't take me!!! Please!!! Don't take me!!!!

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! I don't WANT to go into that thing!!!!

Trash Man 1: (Bill) Hey buddy..

Daddy Baker: "looks like they put out a mother load for you this week"

Bill-Trash Man: yep - I swear, they do it on purpose .. nothing for 3 weeks and then .. look at this shit!

Daddy Baker: "I got a live one for ya this week"

Baker baby boy: I don't want to go!!! Don't take me!!! PLEASE don't take me!!!

Baker baby boy: Stop!!!! Don't even think about it!!!

Bill-Trash Man : yeah .. can hear .. he's a shouter isn’t he?

Baker baby boy: What are you going to do to me????

Baker baby boy: I have been in here all day and all night!!!

Baker baby boy: Let me out!!!

Baker baby boy: Cut me loose!!!

Bill-Trash Man : Phew! Yeah .. he smells like a dirty diaper too .. I can smell him from here!!!!

Daddy Baker: "yeah well .. time's up for this little one" (daddy tussles with the boy’s  hair)

Baker baby boy: Daddy! Let me out!!!

The trash man dumps in the last of the neighbors waste diapers and assorted other trash.

Baker baby boy: Why are you throwing away my clean cloth diapers and I????

The trash man signals to the driver to roll forward, and jumps onto the running board.

Baker baby boy: HEY!! Let me loose!!! Please!!! I don't WANNA BE disposed of!!!

Baker baby boy: That truck is BIIIIIG!!!!

Daddy Baker:  (whacks his boy across the face) Quiet!

Baker baby boy: OUCH!!! Daddy!!! Why did you do that!!!!

I stop whining and look at the truck as it pulls up to the curb in front of my can.

The trash men jump down and start to take the first two cans.

There is a pile of diapers from the neighbor's place still in the hopper. Some of the diapers fall down and settle into the hopper as the truck stops.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Don't take me!!!!

Baker baby boy: I start to shake.....

Baker baby boy: DON'T!!!!

Baker baby boy: Don't take me!!!

Baker baby boy: I'm NOT trash!!!!

Baker baby boy: I am not even wet!!! I still have mostly clean thick bulky diapers on!!!

The trash man picks up the big tote containing the boy and a big hefty weight of assorted child gear, and grabs the cutters hanging off his belt, and clips the zip ties off.

Baker baby boy: You wouldn't throw away clean diapers would ya???

Daddy Baker:  "bye bye"

Baker baby boy: HEY!! Stop it!!!

Baker baby boy: DON"T!!!!

Baker baby boy: NOOOOOO!

The trash man waves to daddy, who's pointing the camera at the hopper, as the boy is dumped in head first!!

The trash man starts throwing the surrounding piles of used and clean diapers all on top of the pile in the hopper.

The boy tumbles down into the hopper and then get covered by an avalanche of diapers and onesies, clothing and crib sheets as well as brand new packs of disposable diapers.

The boy struggles to get back to his feet but the weight of the heavy wet diapers is a lot.

Spotting the boy, trying to stand up, the trash man throws a big heavy bag full of diapers into the hopper,  hitting the boy in the chest, knocking him back.

The boy falls back onto his back with his legs facing the compactor blade. Now only his legs and diaper are showing.

 Lots and lots of cloth and open, unrolled disposable diapers are piled underneath the boy’s legs and diaper.

Baker baby boy: STOP!

Baker baby boy: Let me GO!!!

Baker baby boy: Let me out of here!!! Don't take me!!!

Baker baby boy: The boy tries to get back up again

The Trash man picks up the 2nd tote, and empties it into the hopper.

The stuffed animals and clean cloth diapers slide and fall into the hopper in a shower.

The boy falls back down landing on top of the open, wet disposable diapers with the inside of the wet disposable diapers cradling the boy’s back and head.

The trash man pushes the diaper truck’s special button, and a green liquid is sprayed in, covering and soaking into the diapers and stuff in the hopper.

The little brown stuffed bear ... turns green ... so do all the diapers .. but the smell of piss improves considerably !!!

As the boy lays there, he gets coated with slimy, wet green liquids.

As the liquids continue to spray onto the diapers and I, the smell of a fresh Luvs diaper begins to take over the smells of wetness

The boy tries to stand up but then he falls backwards and land onto my tummy with his head facing the opening of the container

The baby powder fresh scent of the slimy, wet green liquids is apparent. The liquids coat and drench the boy’s hair and the outside of his diaper!!!

Baker baby boy: EEEEEW! What IS this yucky, slimy stuff!!!

Baker baby boy: uuuuuh!

Baker baby boy: Please!!! Make it stop!!!!

Baker baby boy: What are you doing to me!!!

Bill-Trash Man: sanitizing you!!

The trash man dumps in the last of the diaper waste.

Baker baby boy: What??? why????

Baker baby boy: Hey!!! Those are clean!!!! Those are still in the packages!!! HEY!!!! Those cloth diapers were clean!!!!

Daddy Baker: "bye-bye baby, (daddy gives the boy a last wave) as the garbage man jumps back on and the truck drives off.

The trash man pushes the packer button.

Daddy Baker: Thanks Bill .. see you next week.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! What is happening!!!

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Stop that thing!!! Make it stop!!!

Baker baby boy: The boy tries to scoot back to try and avoid the thing advancing onto the diapers and him but it slowly keeps coming forward!

The trash man looks in at a sea of used, green, stained diapers, boxes of unopened diapers, green clothes with nasty looking yellow stains on them, and ... oh yeah .. the boy’s foot .

As the packer blade pushes forward, with a pop and a hiss, some of the bags expand as the air inside forces them to blow up and pop open.

The blade  pushes half way, then retracts back then pushes forward again .. this time on the final full compaction cycle. A muffled cry is heard along with cracking and the sound of liquids being squeezed out as the ram finally pushes home, deep forward into the body of the truck, before finally retracting. The boy’s diaper buckles and bunches up against his butt and his legs get pressed against a bunch of diapers as diapers get tightly pressed against him.

On the second cycle of the compactor, his diaper gets more diapers tightly pressed against it, causing his diaper to push upwards and somewhat fold up against him in a tight little wad. The part of his diaper that was saggy between his legs, is now pressing against the front of his diaper.

Then the cycle releases and he falls back into the hopper with a few of the diapers.

He is out of breath but still alive.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! (The boy says to the trash man as he looks up at him.) Where are you taking me!!!! Why did you do that to me and my diapers????

Look at me!!! I am all covered with this....slimy, sweet smelling green stuff!!!!

The trash man jumps back up and pushes the packer button again.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! Stop it!!! Don't!! That makes my diaper bunch up!!!

Aren't you going to listen to me???? Oh please!!!! Don't make me go through this again!!!

Baker Baby boy: HEYYYY!!! 

The boy gets pressed against the load of diapers again and again, the saggy part between his legs gets pressed tightly against the other diapers and his face gets pushed into an open diaper that slowly wraps itself around his head as his face is pressed into the open wet liner.

The packer retracts and the boy falls back down on top of some of his own wet diapers with the diaper that his head was pressed into, still wrapped around his head and his face pressing into it.

He lands onto his back with his legs facing the trash men on the right hand side of the truck.

The truck rolls to a halt, diving forward, and the sharp none too well maintained brakes heave the hefty truck to a halt.

The trash men jump down.

The trash men start to toss the loose overflowing diapers from the  bags that burst and the over flowing bags into the hopper.

Baker baby boy: HEY! Sir!! Stop this!!! Please!!!

Baker baby boy: When does this all stop??????

The trash men ignores the cries and continues to load the hopper.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!!!

Baker baby boy: Let me go!!

 The boy tries to stand up and take the diaper off of his head.

Grabbing a big, black 32 gallon off the top of the 96 gallon bin, one trash man throws the 32 gallon into the hopper, then tips the now only half full 96 gallon can in, half filling up the hopper.

The boy gets to his knees and he is able to find the top edge of the hopper on the right side of the truck.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! That is a whole can!!! Why are you disposing of the whole can sir???

The boy puts his two hands on top of the right hand side of the side hopper rail and tries to lift himself off his knees.

The diaper he still has on his head falls off into the hopper. The boy’s hair is matted and he is still coated with the green slimy liquid.

Bill-Trash Man: "no one has ever heard of talking trash have they sonny! You've been watching too much sesame street!!!" says one of the trash men to the boy in the hopper peering over the side. The hopper floor is slippery and slick but the boy almost manages to get to his feet

The trash man pushes the boy off the side of the hopper and back into the trash in the hopper.

Baker baby boy: HEY!!! UUUUUH! Thump boom!!!

Trash Man 1:"you look like real trash now ... ahahha " The trash man pushes the button that squirts the green sanitizing liquids again.

The boy lands onto his butt and his diaper bunches up with a loud crinkle.

The jets squirt in, and the trash man dumps in the last of this houses' diaper trash, then pushes the packer leaver.

Baker baby boy: HEY!! EEEEEW!! What is this stuff!! YUCK!!!!

 (Coughing and spitting and squinting as he gets completely coated with a thick coat of the cold, wet, slimy, thick green liquids

The boy shakes it off and he wipes his eyes and mouth with his right wrist.

The trash men watch as the Rubbermaid 32 gallon trash can and the diapers bunch up, before some of the bags started bursting as it gets rammed in by the packer.

The boy suddenly Starts to feel the packer pushing him back into the loads of diapers and his hands get wrenched from the edge of the hopper as he gets pushed into and  against more open, unrolled wet diapers.

Some of the wet padding of one of the diapers that burst, gets all over him and in his hair.

The slimy wetness makes the gels stick against the boy like popcorn sticking to pancake syrup.

The boy’s face is pressed tightly into the same open wet disposable diaper liner that It was before and then the diaper wraps itself around his head as the packer continues to press the boy into the diapers. the tapes pop loose and fasten themselves to the plastic backing

*See Chapter Two: Coming Soon…..