The Incinerator

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Charlie was only 27 years old but his body looked as though it were only 2 years old. He could talk like an adult and knew all that a usual 27 year old should know. Charlie had been born with severe dwarfism, and Down Syndrome. Charlie’s doctors told his parents that he wouldn’t live past the age of 15 but so far the doctors were wrong. Some time after Charlie turned 27, his doctors told him that he wasn’t going to live much longer and that he ought to start thinking about what he wanted to do before he passes away. The doctors gave him 8 months to live. Jack, Charlie’s father, arranged to go to Disneyland on a family vacation so that they could take lots and lots of pictures of them all together and having a great time. After that trip ended, and Charlie and his parents came home, unpacked and settled back in, both of Charlie’s parents started to decide how they were going to bury Charlie. After a couple of days worth of lots of calling around on the phone to funeral homes and insurance companies, Charlie’s parents realized that they couldn’t afford to bury him or even have a funeral! With Funeral costs being over two-thousand dollars and the burial plots costing thousands, they were out of options.

One morning, Jack woke up early and got out of bed. He walked quietly out to the living room and sat out on the couch. An idea was fluttering around in his head. Jack opened up his laptop and pulled up a search engine. With the curser still blinking in the text box of the search engine, jack scratched at his chin and his head trying to think of the search terms that fit his idea. Jack then decided to just type in the closest thing he knew might be relevant into the search engine and after the page loaded, he got a shock!

The ad read:

“For all of your Residential Disposable Incontinence Product Collection and Disposal, call Dick’s Disposal 747-555-8888 Competitive rates.”

It showed a picture of adult diapers, toddler and infant diapers and it described how they collect these items and how they disposed of them. In the ad, they mention that they incinerate everything they collect. The specific items that they collected Charlie used a lot of. He picked up his cell phone and dialed the number shown on the screen.

The phone on the other end rang and rang and then a female voice picked up.

Female on the other end of the call: Dick’s Disposal how can I help you?

Jack: Hi, I have a couple of questions for you. Do you collect and dispose of diapered people as well?

Female on the other end of the call: Yes, we do. Just have them diapered and ready to be loaded at the curb or alleyway on collection day.

Jack: Do you charge extra for diapered people?

Female on the other end of the call: No sir, we do not. As long as the person is wearing only their diapers and is out by the time we arrive, we can load them.

Jack: Do you also take cloth diapers as well?

Female on the other end of the call: Yes, we do. Have everything out on collection day that you want collected and we’ll take it for you. Would you like to start service?

Jack: Yes, I would.

Female on the other end of the call: Are you a residential customer or a business?

Jack: I am both. My wife and I own a daycare and we’d like to have service at both the daycare and our home.

Female on the other end of the call: Sure, we can do that. Where is your daycare?

16814 Applewood lane in Van Nuys.

Female on the other end of the call: Ok, and now your home?

Jack: 10059 Mott St, in San Fernando Valley.

Female on the other end of the call: Great. That will be $70 a week at the daycare and $54 a week at your home. For one-time pick-ups, we charge $30 residential and $50 for businesses. We will also provide a 97 gallon can for you at no charge. We will drop it off at 4 am tomorrow.

Jack: That sounds great. May I pay this online?

Female on the other end of the call: Yes sir, you may. Just go to our website and click on “pay my bill” and then use your credit or debit card to make your payment. Once we receive your payment, we will start your service. When would you like us to start your service?

Jack: Thanks. I’ll do that as soon as we get off the phone. I will need a one-time pick-up on Wednesday if you can.

Female on the other end of the call: We will be in your area by 8 am so try to have everything out half an hour before we arrive. Is that going to be all?

Jack: Yes ma’am

Female on the other end of the call: Ok, then we’ll see you on Wednesday at 8am have a nice day and thank you for calling Dick’s Disposal.

The phone hangs up and Jack puts his cell phone down onto the coffee table.

Then he gets up and goes into the bedroom where his wife is just waking up and getting out of bed.

Jack: (To his Wife) Honey, I just ordered a one-time pick-up from this place that picks up disposable diapers, and they said that they would also take Charlie if we had him out at the curb by 7:30 am on Wednesday. They even said they would provide a 97 gallon can too!

Mary: That’s GREAT honey! Now we can get rid of Charlie and all of his diapers!

Jack: the best part is….they only charge $30 to take Charlie! Which reminds me, I need to pay them…I’ll be back.

Jack goes to his laptop PC and he raises the screen. He then boots it up and as soon as it has finished booting, he opens a browser and then goes to Dick’s Disposal Website. He then clicks on the “Pay my bill” link and then once it loads, he reaches into his wallet and gets his credit card out and begins the process of paying for the one-time pick-up.

Once he is done, he closes his laptop and then gets up and goes to the kitchen where his wife Mary is preparing her morning coffee.

Jack: Well, it’s done, and now we have a day and a half to gather up all of Charlie’s diapers. We can either put his safety bed and his clothing out for regular trash day or we can donate it all. I’ll leave that up to you honey.

Mary: I want you to go into Charlie’s closet and start taking all of his monthly packs of diapers out and throwing them into the trash can they are going to bring tomorrow. Then once that is full, you can use the two 32 gallon cans we have not been using for the trash, to fill up with any remaining diapers he has. As soon as I am done changing Charlie’s diaper, I will help you. Charlie is going to get this month’s supply of diapers today and I want you to unpack and then throw them into the 32 gallon cans and what doesn’t fit, we will carry out with Charlie Wednesday morning. Make sure to leave the diapers we are still using on Charlie until Wednesday.

Jack: Ok, I will go and start throwing his diapers away.

Jack then goes into Charlie’s room quietly and then goes right to the closet. He quietly opens the closest door and starts to take out each package of unopened disposable diapers one by one. Charlie was fast asleep and unaware of what his father and mother were planning and what was in store for him just a day away. Mary came into the room, quietly lowered the side to Charlie’s safety bed and then she went over to the diaper stacker and took out one of his clean disposable diapers and then she grabbed three thick and bulky booster pads. Then she came back over to the crib to change Charlie’s wet diaper. Once she has finished, Mary takes the unrolled, wet, disposable diaper and tosses it into the large and deep diaper pail then raises the side of Charlie’s crib and then she starts helping her husband Jack, pile all of Charlie’s packs of unused packs of disposable diapers in the middle of the room to get ready to throw them all away.

The sound of the front doorbell ringing was a tell-tale that Charlie’s new shipment of his monthly supply of diapers had been delivered and was waiting for them to retrieve.

Mary: Let me get that, then once you’re done taking these out, go down to the basement and go get all of his wet diapers inside all of the vacuum storage bags down in the basement from the last six weeks. Make sure to empty out each bag and then don’t bag the diapers up in trash bags, we don’t have enough trash bags for that. Just put them right into the trash cans. Then start throwing all of his clean and dirty cloth diapers, plastic pants and onesies that are also down in the laundry chute, in his changer drawers and down in the basement too.

Mary left the room and then went downstairs to go and get the usual four boxes of diapers. Each box had six packs of 24 diapers in each pack and they got 4 cases/boxes worth each month.

Mary opened the front door and started to drag each box into the living room. She then stacked them all near the front door so that on trash day, it would be easier to take them all out when the collection company came.

Then Mary came back upstairs and as she entered the room, she saw Charlie just waking up.

Mary: Well hello there my diapered little one, did you sleep well?

Charlie: Yes mommy, I did. What are you doing with all of my diapers? How come they are out of my closet?

Jack: Well, son, we are throwing them all away.

Charlie: mommy? What am I going to wear if you throw all of my diapers away?

Charlie’s mom and dad look at each other and then Mary answers.

Mary: Well, we are also throwing you away too! We are having a special trash company come and take you and all of your diapers, and clothing away because you don’t have long to live and we can’t afford to bury your body when you die.

Charlie: But, but, but, I don’t wanna be thrown away mommy! NO! I don’t wanna!

Mary: Sorry Charlie! We’ve already made the arrangements and we already paid for the service. We can’t get our money back! YOU….ARE GOING to be disposed of if you want to….or not! Have you decided what diapers you’d like to wear for disposal? We are going to let you pick the diapers you want to wear. If you don’t pick, we will pick FOR you!

Charlie: Do I have…to pick mommy?

Jack: son, I personally don’t care what you are wearing when the trash company comes for you, but your mother seems to want to make you as comfy as possible. SO…your last diaper change will be at your bedtime and then no more diaper changes after that. SO you’d better start thinking about what you want to be wearing!

Mary: Charlie, may I suggest that you have us put you into six layers of your favorite toddler sized cloth pre-fold diapers with one of your thick #AweSoCute diapers over them? It will help you stay drier for longer until they get you to wherever they take the trash.

Charlie: Yes, mommy, I want to wear that!

Mary: Ok, good, then Jack, go ahead and throw out all of Charlie’s size six modified, clean disposable diapers too while you are at it.

Jack: OK, done! I’ll make Charlie carry two or three packs of his unopened parent’s Choice size six diapers out to the trash truck when it comes Wednesday morning.

Charlie: Do I have to carry my own packs of diapers out to the trash truck?

Mary: YES! The trash gets to carry some of the packs of diapers out to the trash truck when it comes unless we decide to put you into one of the trash cans and then wheel you out to the truck, then the can will carry the packs out.

Tonight, when you go to bed, it will be your last diaper change Charlie. If you are still wearing that old stained, leaked-in, wet, filthy onesie, you will have to stay in it until we take you out to the truck and then either your dad or I will take it off of you right before you go out of the front door to the trash truck. The trash men want you to be wearing only your diapers when you come out to be loaded.

Charlie: Mommy! I don’t wanna be disposed of! I don’t wanna go with the trash men! NO! I hate you! I’m NOT going!

Mary: YES! YOU….ARE!!! If your dad and I have to carry you out to the truck, we WILL! You ARE being thrown away with your diapers like it or not! Until then, you will be staying in your safety bed while your dad and I finish throwing all of your diapers and clothing away!

Charlie: I want some milk mommy….can I have some milk?

Mary: SURE…I’ll go pour you some milk in your drink bottle.

Mary takes Charlie’s tall drink bottle and goes downstairs to the kitchen to fill it with milk. Then, when she has filled it, Mary brought the full drink bottle up to Charlie and gave it to him.

Mary: Now, until it is time to go out with your diapers, you can have as many drinks as you want; milk, water, apple juice, grape juice, kool-aid and whatever else we have.

Charlie takes the full bottle and then starts to drink it greedily.

Jack comes back into Charlie’s room and begins to whisper to Mary and then he walks out again and then Mary follows. Then Mary comes back into Charlie’s room after she had taken Charlie’s stroller down to the car.

Mary: Charlie? We are going out on a last-minute errand.  You are going to come along.

I am going to take you out and bring you to the car.

Charlie: Where are we going mommy?

Mary: Oh…don’t worry…you’ll see when we get there…… (Lowering the safety bed side and helping Charlie out and onto his feet) Come with Mommy so we can get going.

Charlie and Mary walk down the stairs, Charlie wearing nothing but his onesie, his thick, crinkly AWE-SO-CUTE blue teddy-bear diapers with three thick and bulky booster pads inside. Mary opens the front door, takes Charlie’s fully stocked diaper bag from the stand near the door and puts it over her right shoulder before grabbing the keys and closing and locking the front door. Then Mary took Charlie’s left hand and then escorted him out to the car where he was helped into his disability car seat and strapped in. Then Mary closed the right rear passenger door and then opened the right, front passenger door and then got in, closed the door and then she put her seatbelt on. Jack started the car and then put it in reverse, then backed out of the driveway, then stopped, then put the car into drive, and then started to drive away from the house and out to the nearby main street.

Jack drove out to the industrial district of Van Nuys and then pulls up to the curb in front of a large metal building and then shuts the car off. Then Mary and Jack start to get out. Jack goes to the rear and opens the trunk and then takes Charlie’s Disability pushchair (Adult Stroller) out and then unfolds it and gets it ready to put Charlie into while Mary opens the right, rear passenger door and then gets Charlie unbuckled from his disability car seat and then she helps him out and onto his feet where Jack pushes Charlie’s Pushchair/stroller over close to Charlie so that he can sit in it. Then Mary straps and locks him in.

Charlie: Daddy? What is this place?

Jack: OH…it’s where all of the diapers, clothing and people like you are brought that the special trash companies collect. They called me and told me to bring you down here so that you can get to see what happens to everything and so that they can meet you before you become their property.

Charlie: NOOOO! Daddy! NOOO! Don’t make me go in there!!!!

Jack: It wasn’t a request son….the company ordered us to bring you here! We have to do it!!!

Charlie: OHHHHHH! I don’t wanna! UH!

Jack: Too bad…so sad!!!!

Mary gets behind the stroller and starts to push it while jack walks beside Charlie as they all go into the front office. Once inside, jack steps up to the counter, raises his sunglasses and…..

Jack: Uh…hum!

Woman behind counter: Hi there, may I help you?

Jack: Yes, we were called and told to bring our son, Charlie here.

Woman behind counter: OH! YES! Come with me…..

The woman then holds open the double-hinged gate for jack, Charlie in his stroller and Mary as she pushed Charlie in past the front desk.

Woman behind counter: I want you to see what is going to happen to Charlie and for Charlie to see what is going to be done to him before he comes here. We also need to meet Charlie and show him to the people that will be working with him and while they are doing that, we also need you to sign some papers saying that you agreed to do this on your own and were not talked into it as well as Charlie’s custody papers.

Jack: (Look back at Mary with a “it’s not a problem is it?” look) Um…sure. Will Charlie be safe to leave?

Woman behind counter: OH…yes, certainly! Unless he and the stroller are tagged, he won’t be in any danger. Will that stroller be coming here too?

Jack: UM…if you want it, we can leave it for Charlie when he gets here…..

Woman behind counter: that would be great. We will use it to keep him in while he and some of the diapers go into the drier just before the diapers and Charlie get sprayed with lots and lots of oil.

Now, When the trash truck with Charlie and the loads of diapers comes in, it will back up here….(pointing to the slab where there are already several trucks dumping loads and loads of diapers and related items into a pit with a conveyor belt taking everything as it is dumped.) and then dump everything and Charlie into this pit that has a conveyor belt that takes everything into the area where the driers are. Now, follow me…

(Everyone follows the woman as she walks through the process. The woman walks through an open metal door and then motions for Jack, Charlie and Mary to follow her through the door. Once everyone is through the door, the door quickly closes automatically.) …Now, once everything is brought in here, it is dumped onto that cement slab you see, where those three piles of diapers and clothing is right now. ALL of that is being separated and sorted into cloth and disposable piles. The wet disposables are going to go into one of these large, dry-heated driers for a bit until the diapers are dried out enough then they are taken out and then they go onto another conveyor belt where everything gets coated with a slimy, thick oil before the loads are taken to another area….ok…follow me…..right in here…..(everyone walks behind the woman into the next area) …Now, you see that large pile of diapers and clothing and a couple of thickly diapered people? That female and male are waiting for the cloth items to join the pile before the pile is moved into that very large furnace over there…ok…now…here comes the cloth items…..ok…now….that the cloth items are now combined, the load will now be hand shoveled into the opening of that very hot furnace. OK…watch the first loads of diapers and other items being shoveled in! Now, in just a few seconds, one of those two people with their thick oily diapers on…will be taken by those two heavy-set men and then they will swing her right into the furnace and then once the furnace is full, they will fire it up and close the thick, cast-iron door and then lock it! Then, for the next hour and a half, the furnace processes the loads and then a loud buzzer will sound when they can open the door again. The gasses and C02 that is created is captured and taken elsewhere to be used to light and heat all of our homes! We have “disposed of” over 2,000 diapered people as well as over 100,000 loads of diapers and clothing in the last two months from all over the state and city. We operate 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Sometimes, some diapered people and the loads of diapers get backed up and when that happens, we take all of the diapered people, and put them into locking and rolling stainless steel cribs until it is time to load the furnace. Then we take them out and toss them back into the pile.

Mary: Why do the diapered people have to be wearing only their diapers?

Woman from behind counter: Because, when the loads go through the oil spraying machine, if the person is wearing a onesie or t-shirt, that is partly or completely covering the diapers, the diapers won’t get coated with oil! We have to make sure that the disposable diapers get completely coated with oil so that they will completely burn!

Mary: (Nodding) Oh…ok….I see.

Woman from behind counter: Now, if you’ll both come with me and leave Charlie there, oh, miss? Go ahead and leave his diaper bag there on his stroller for me and then come with me so we can sign the papers.

Mary takes Charlie’s diaper bag off of her right shoulder and then hangs it over the right handle and then reluctantly leaves Charlie in his stroller.

Charlie is busy still drinking half of the tall drink bottle of whole milk and is looking at all of the stuff that is happening around him. Then suddenly his stroller starts to move. Someone is pushing his stroller over to a large set of metal cubicles that serve as the workstations for everyone that works in that area.

Once inside the metal cubicles, there sat a tall, blonde nurse with long hair, wearing some cute printed scrubs. She was holding Charlie’s medical files and reading them as she looked up to see Charlie approaching.

Blonde Nurse: Hi there Charlie, My name is Erica. I am a nurse here and I am going to give you a physical and inspect you for anything that is out of place. I will be doing your final inspection when you arrive here tomorrow but tomorrow, I will be doing it next to the pile you are in. (Speaking to the nurse’s assistant who had pushed Charlie over)

Ok, put him onto exam table one and then strap him down then get me a diaper, some baby powder and some wipes from his diaper bag and then I will have you take his diaper off.

(Speaking to Charlie as she takes Charlie out of his stroller) Ok Charlie, it’s inspection time….now, during your inspection, we may use some chemicals that will blend with your body oils. We know some of these chemicals are slimy, and that they stain….but that won’t matter by tomorrow any way. Before my assistant takes your diapers off, do you want them back?

Charlie: Yes ma’am….The cloth diapers I am wearing underneath my disposable diaper are some of my favorites. They are silky soft, and comfy.

Nurse: (Talking to her assistant) When you take his diapers off, you can either put them into his diaper bag, or, we can show him what we do with his diapers after we are done with them.

Assistant: (In a heavy Texas Accent) I think I will just dispose of them as I usually do. His diapers will probably still be here tomorrow by the time he and the load get here….so I will put them aside and then toss them into the pile when it comes.

Nurse: Ok, do what you wish with them….I don’t care. (Talking to Charlie)

OK Charlie boy, as my assistant takes your diapers off, I am going to get the nice, slimy and staining inspection chemicals ready for you. Once I have sprayed these nice yucky chemicals all over you, I will then use this special scope to be able to look at your skin and body for any microbes or diseases that might contaminate the air….we can’t have that now can we? Do you have any questions you’d like to ask me about what is going to happen to you tomorrow?

Charlie: Yes miss….Will I get my diapers changed at all if I don’t go into that hot thing right away?

Nurse: Normally, we don’t care how wet your diapers are, but, if your diapers are too wet, we take that one off and put you into one that is dry but not clean that is bound for that furnace you saw.

Charlie: Do I HAVE to go into that thing?

Nurse: YES! Everything that is here, goes into the furnace at some point. I’m sorry but you belong to the company that will come and pick you up tomorrow. They have ordered me and everyone who works here to load you and all of the diapers that come here into that furnace. Once you are loaded in there, they shut the cast-iron door with a large window in it and then lock it….then, they slowly fire it up and then everything in there is burnt up. Now, if you resist, we can wait until I give you a shot of something that makes you sleep and then we load you or we can load you in there fully awake….how we do that is up to you.

Charlie: But, but, but…MISS! I don’t WANNA go in there!! I WON’T!

Nurse: OH…but you WILL!!!!

Charlie: HEY! Where is that lady taking my favorite diapers?

Nurse: She is taking them away for now until tomorrow. She is going to probably send the disposable diaper through the heated drier and then it will be ready for you to wear tomorrow if you arrive in a soaking wet diaper. That way, we can just put you right in with the rest of the diapers that have already been through the driers and then you can get coated with all of these nice, slimy, nasty dirty oils so that when you get loaded into the furnace, there won’t be anything left!

Charlie: Even my clean diapers? Even the diapers still in the packages?

Nurse: Yes! Even those! Anything that comes here, doesn’t leave here until it has been turned into ashes!

Charlie: have there been any people that were brought here and stayed here for a long time?

Nurse: As a matter of fact, yes. There were a few that had HOLDS on them until their paperwork was done. We kept them in our small but dirty nursery we have over there near the furnace. It is kind of warm in there sometimes.

Charlie: have there been any times when loads and people have been loaded and the thing didn’t work?

Nurse: Yes, quite a few times actually. All that happens is that we pull the people and the loads back out and then we make them stay in that pile until it gets fixed. Then they all get reloaded and then POOF! Their gone! OK Charlie, here come the nasty chemicals. PEW! They Smell like PISS and metal! (Putting her white paper facemask on to keep from breathing the stink)

The nurse then starts to spray Charlie with the chemicals and then once he is completely coated from head to toe, the nurse then uses a couple of scopes to look at Charlie’s skin and hair to find any signs of diseases coming out of his pores.

After an exhausting search that turned up nothing unusual, the nurse marked Charlie with a permanent marker on the back of his neck.

Nurse: (speaking to her assistant) Now, take the diapers the powder and some of this gel, and add the gel first, then the powder then put the diaper on him. Then put him into his stroller and get him ready for when his parents come to get him.

Assistant: (In a heavy Texas accent) Yes ma’am. (Speaking to Charlie) OK Charlie, its diapering time. I’m going to get you all nice and comfy now for your ride home. Ok sweetie? Yes….that’s a big boy now….yes….I know ya like that! Maybe if there is some time, and I am free, I might come over here and “play” with ya for a bit before ya have to get loaded….wouldn’t that be nice? Oh…yes it would…oh yes…it would!

Sometimes, we assistants will need a person in diapers to help us do our jobs. The janitors will sometimes come over and borrow a person in diapers for a little bit to make the person’s diaper soak up a liquid or to use them to test a new product on them to see if there is any reaction or not….don’t be scared if someone does that.

Now Charlie, let’s go put you into your stroller ok honey? That-a-boy! Are you all nice and comfy now? I’ll see ya tomorrow afternoon honey. Here comes your mommy and Daddy….

Mary: What the hell is all over you Charlie?

Assistant: oh, that? That’s some kind of chemical we use on all of the people that will be coming here to check them for air-borne diseases. The stains and the smell won’t matter much after the trash men come for him. Just put him into the trash can t’night if you can’t stand the smell.

Mary: Ok, Will do.

Then Mary started to push Charlie in his stroller back towards the car with Jack following. Then Mary opened the right rear passenger side door, then took Charlie out of his stroller and then helped him into his seat and then belted him in.

Mary: GEES Charlie! What did they DO to you??? UCK! You stink like wetness and hot metal!

Then Mary leaned back out and stood up and then shut Charlie’s door then opened her door, then got in and closed her door while Jack put Charlie’s dirty stroller away in the trunk. Jack then shut the trunk and then got into the driver’s seat and then shut the door.

Jack started the car, put it into reverse, backed, out, then put the car into drive and then started the journey home again.

While driving back home, Charlie had a lot of questions for his mom and dad.

Charlie: Mommy? Why are you throwing me away?

Mary: Charlie, we can’t afford to bury you! Your doctor gave you only 8 months to live and since we can’t afford to bury you, we can barely afford to care for you in your final months. We already paid the trash company to come and take you away and we can’t get our money back. SO…..you are NOW official property of Dick’s Disposal now. They don’t even consider you a person any more! To them, you are just another object being disposed of!

Charlie: Can I pick the diapers I wear for my last diaper change?

Mary: OH…I suppose…..I really don’t care what you are wearing when we take you out to the trash truck though, and neither will they. When we get home, you and I will go upstairs, and I will change your soaking wet diaper and then I want you to spend the rest of the time between now and the time the trash men come tomorrow, in the dirty diaper pail. I WILL change you one last time at your usual bedtime though as promised.

Charlie: OK mommy.

Jack: Charlie? Is there anything special that you’d want to take with you? Any of your diapers, clothes?

Charlie: Yes Daddy! I want my baby blue onesie with the sailboat-prints on it and I want my Pampers with the Blue waist-shields too!

Jack: Why those?

Charlie: because, if someone wants to change my diapers, then they can use some of them under my regular disposable diapers.

Jack: UM…sure…you can have that. Are you thirsty Charlie?

Charlie: Yes daddy.

Jack: (To Mary) Can you get him one of his sports bottles of juice please?

Mary: Sure honey, just a sec.

Mary opens Charlie’s diaper bag and pulls out one of the three sports bottles filled with various juices and then reaches back and gives it to Charlie in the backseat.

Mary: Here Charlie sweetie. You can have as many bottles as you want until it’s your usual bedtime. When you’re in the diaper pail, I don’t care if you sleep or not, but you DO have to be quiet, ok Charlie?

Charlie: OK mommy. I’ll try.

Mary: (To Jack) Should I just give him his last diaper change when we get home? That way, I won’t have to later…right?

Jack: SURE! Do what you want with him….I suggest that once he is in the pail though, he not get any more diaper changes. That is up to you though.

Then Jack turns into the driveway and pulls the car up close to the garage door and then puts the car in park then shuts the engine off. Then Both Mary and Jack get out and Mary heads to the rear passenger door to open it and get Charlie out while Jack goes to get Charlie’s Stroller out.

Mary opens the door and then leans in to unbuckle Charlie. Then she takes Charlie’s hands and helps him out of the backseat and onto the cement driveway.

Charlie is wearing nothing but his diaper and the cool air hits him.

Charlie stands there for a few seconds appreciating the cool, fresh air while Mary is trying to coax him back into the house.

Mary: Come on Charlie, Charlie? Come. Let’s go. Let’s get that dirty diaper off of you and get you into a nice, thick, fresh one shall we?

Charlie then toddles back into the house with Mary holding his right hand in her left.

Jack opens the front door and then all three walk inside and closed the front door.

Inside, Mary takes Charlie upstairs to get his diaper changed and then put him down into the dirty diaper pail with the diaper that Mary is about to take off.

Jack goes into the garage to retrieve the boxes of Charlie’s formerly wet cloth diapers that had been bought when Charlie was smaller. The diapers were never washed and put into cardboard boxes to be stored until they were either needed again or they decided to throw them out. There had been six large boxes filled completely to the rims and stuffed with as many cloth pre-folds as possible. Jack and Mary preferred using disposable diapers since they were covered by medi-CAL (California’s Medicaid healthcare system for indigent and low-income)

Back in Charlie’s room, Mary was just helping Charlie up onto the changing table.

Mary: OK Charlie, it’s diaper changing time little one. Now, I am going to use one of these same diapers like the one you have on now, but what other diapers do you want on underneath this nice, thick, disposable diaper honey? I can use some of your favorite cloth pre-folds that we haven’t used in years if you like…OR…we can add some of your thick booster pads inside of this diaper….

Charlie: Mommy, I want the booster pads, and I want all of those cloth diapers inside my disposable!

Mary: Honey that is going to make your diaper so thick you’ll be waddling! It will be really, really, really thick and bulky between your legs. Are you SURE you want all of those in there?

Charlie: YES mommy, I DO want all of those in my diaper!

Mary: O…K! Just checking….

Then Mary gets all of the 12 toddler sized cloth diapers from the pile of folded cloth diapers and then she puts them down nearby and then she starts to open the clean disposable diaper. Once the new diaper is open, she takes six of the booster pads and starts to peel the papers from the adhesive backings and then sticks each one into his diaper. Then she puts the clean diaper onto Charlie’s chest while she unfastens the tapes and pulls the front of the wet diaper down. Then she pulls the wet one out from underneath Charlie and plops it on Charlie’s Chest. Then she grabs the new, clean diaper and then begins to slide it underneath Charlie. Then she starts to take each folded cloth diaper, and then she unfolds them then lays each one into the clean diaper in layers, 6 in back and six in front with the diapers overlapping in the center. Then she starts to fold the ends that meet in the center, inward using the angel-fold.

Mary: Now, I am going to use a lot of baby powder in your diaper to keep you nice, and comfy and….so that I can get rid of most of this powder since we won’t be needing it.

Is there anything else that you want before I’m done changing your diaper?

Then Mary pulls all of the diapers up and then she lays them all on Charlie and then she pulls the front of the disposable diaper up and then starts to fasten the tapes as snuggly as she can.

Mary: Ok, now its diaper pail time! Once I put you in there, there will be…no…more…diaper changes ok? You’ll have to stay in there until it’s time to go out to the trash truck! Either your dad or I will come and take you and these diapers out to the trash truck in the early morning. I don’t care if you sleep or not, or if your diapers get wet or not! Don’t call me or your dad unless you want something to drink. Now, here…take your bottle of juice and then I will get you another bottle of another juice from your diaper bag when that one is empty.

Charlie: NOOOO! MOMMY!!! Can’t I go back into my crib until they come?

Mary: Sorry Charlie! Your father and I have discussed this and we think it’s best if you stay in the dirty diaper pail. We are going to lock the lid so you can’t get out. It will be REALLY stinky in there and hot too. OK Charlie, down you go…

Charlie is put onto his feet for a few minutes while his mother guides him over to the large, dirty diaper pail that is ¾ of the way full of his unrolled, open, wet diapers.

Mary: Ok, in ya go! Here…let me have the wet diaper for a moment while you get in and then I’ll drop it in on ya…there…now….feet in…good! Here….comes your diaper…!

Then Mary dropped the diaper on Charlie’s face and then pressed on it to make sure it would fit into the pail.

Charlie: HEY! UMF! (Mumbling from under the open wet diaper) MOMMY! NO! PLEASE! Let me out! I don’t wanna be disposed of! STOP!

Mary quickly puts the lid on and then locks the metal lid tightly with the trash can lid lock then she walks away, leaving the room.

It was dark, slightly humid and smelly in the diaper pail. Poor Charlie could barely move in the can. About an hour later, Charlie’s mom and dad came into the room, carried the heavy can into the garage so that they could empty the boxes of old formerly wet, now dried out cloth diapers and a few of Charlie’s dried out formerly wet disposable diapers too. Jack unlocked the lid, and then raised it and then set it right beside the can. Then they started to turn the boxes upside down and empty the dirty cloth diapers into the large metal diaper pail that Charlie was now in. Then, Mary came over with two packs of Charlie’s unopened Parent’s Choice diapers as well as the left-over clean diapers from his diaper stacker. She tossed them all in and then packed them all down tightly before Jack put the lid on and then relocked it snuggly.

Then the two of them left the can in the garage for the night along with the now TWO 97 gallon sized trash cans stuffed with Charlie’s disposable diapers, cloth diapers, clothing and plastic pants as well as his diaper bag that is still fully stocked.

The first can, was provided by the trash company, the second one Jack and Mary had purchased to use for all of Charlie’s dirty diapers.

Before too long, Charlie fell fast asleep. He had been so tired that he slept soundly until he had the distinct feeling that the can he was in, was being rolled. The diapers inside the can began to shimmy and shake as the can was rolled to the curb. Then, the lid opened and Mary was standing there ready to help Charlie out and onto his feet so that the three of them could stand and wait for the trash truck that could be heard rumbling around the neighborhood, picking up other loads of diapers and other diapered people being thrown away. As the trash truck rounded the corner, it stopped and then two men jumped down from the manual side loader trash truck and began to empty large loads of clean and dirty diapers from one of the neighbor’s houses. The trash men didn’t even run the compactor yet because there wasn’t enough in the hopper yet. Then, the two men jumped back onto the sides and then the truck drove to Charlie’s house and pulled to a stop right in front.

Mary: So, are you still all nice and comfy in that really thick and bulky diaper of yours?

I SURE..HOPE so because here comes your ride!

Charlie: Mommy! NO! PLEASE! PLEASE don’t make me go with them! PLLLLEEEEEAAAASSSEEE don’t! I don’t WANNA go!

Mary: Now…we talked about this….you can either go like a BIG boy or we can carry you over to them…the choice…is yours Charlie…but either way, you ARE…going with them! You NOW belong to them…to do as they see fit with!

Charlie: NOOOOO! I wanna stay HERE….with YOU two!

Jack: Sorry Charlie, you no longer belong to us! You belong to the trash company now!

Charlie: (Slightly jumping and almost throwing a fit) NOOOOO! Daddy! PLEASE!

Jack: Your Ride is here! Let’s go!  

The two trash men jump down and start to grab the first of the 97 gallon cans filled with Charlie’s diapers. The one trash man dumps the can and then returns the empty can to the curb as Jack, Mary and Charlie approach the side of the truck.

Jack: Hi there, this…is Charlie. Charlie, this is the trash man that is going to take you.

Trash man 1: Well hello there…we are here to take you away now. Say bye-bye to mommy and daddy…. (Bye-bye mommy and daddy…) You sure are wearing a thick diaper boy! Don’t worry the truck’s compactor will be able to handle it.

Charlie: What’s going to happen to me?

Trash man 1: Well, I am going to load you into the truck and then we are going to dump the rest of your diapers in and then we have to run the compactor, it crushes the diapers up so that we can fit more diapers and clothes in at the other stops.

Charlie: Will it hurt?

Trash man 1: I don’t care if it does or not! Now, as soon as my partner here comes over here, he is going to help me load you into that nice big pile of clean and dirty diapers and then he and I will dump the rest of your diapers in and then it’s packer time for you! That nice, thick diaper of yours? It might pop under the pressure and you WILL be crushed into all of the OTHER dirty diapers in here!

A few seconds later, the other trash man walks around the back of the truck and then comes over to where Charlie is standing. He bends down, takes hold of Charlie’s legs and as he does, the other trash man grabs Charlie by his arms. The two lift Charlie up a little so that they can swing him into the hopper and toss him in.

Charlie: HEY! Let GO of me! PUT…ME DOWN!

Trash men: (In unison) OK, NO….problem! ONE…TWO…THREEEEE!

The two trash men heave Charlie into the hopper. Charlie flies the short distance through the smelly air and lands on top of a bunch of his and other diapers already in the hopper.

Charlie: UH! Uuuuuuuuh!

Trash man 1: Get that last, large can and I’ll get the smaller can then its packer time for the trash!

Charlie: MOMMMY! HELP! Get me OUT of here! PLLLLEASE!

Trash man 2: SHUT UP trash! Stop your whining! Your Mommy isn’t here! We are NOT your Daddies either! Your new daddy is at the incinerator plant! BUAHAHAHAHAHA!

As the first trash man empties Charlie’s large 97 gallon can of diapers into the hopper, the other trash man walks around to the other side and then dumps the smaller can filled with his diapers into the hopper of the trash truck and then the first trash man hits the compactor switch.

Trash man 1: It’s PACKER…TIIIME!

The compactor has roared to life. As the cycle continues, the diapers begin to shove into themselves, shimmy, shake and shutter as well as bunch up, twist and tumble on their way into the packer container Charlie gets avalanched by all of the diapers and then is covered completely as he slowly slides into the container and is crushed against all of the other loads of loose, clean and mostly dirty cloth and disposable diapers.

Both Jack and Mary watched with curiosity and fascination as Charlie and all of his diapers were slowly being crushed in the trash truck. 

Charlie’s unopened packs of Parent’s Choice diapers as well as his unopened packs of Attends Mediums with the waistbands that look the MOST like the old LUVS BABY PANTS diapers from the mid eighties, began to burst open and the diapers began to spread themselves around in the hopper under the pressure. The Pressure for Charlie was intense for a few seconds! He diaper between his legs began to bulge and press itself up against him causing his cloth diapers to be slightly forced out through his right leg elastics. Then the pressure released as the packer blade retracted. Then the trash truck drove on to the next stop.

At the next stop, there were four 97 gallon cans filled with wet and dirty disposable diapers from a home daycare. Once all of the cans had been emptied, the truck drove to the next stop. At the next stop, two more 97 gallon cans were emptied in and then the compactor was run again, causing Charlie’s diaper to bunch up EVEN MORE than before!

Charlie: (muttering to himself) my diaper! OH my comfy diaper…UH! UUUUUUUH! It’s….getting…TIGHT…in here! UH!

Then the pressure released and Charlie could breathe again until the next compactor cycle started. 

The more stops that were made, the more Charlie and his diapers were compacted and the further and further into the container he was forced. About two and a half hours later, the truck was full and needed to be emptied before it could continue on the afternoon leg of the route. The driver drove the full truck to the incinerator plant.

Charlie was wedged very tightly into near the middle of the load in the container.

He was completely surrounded by tightly packed wet and messy disposable diapers and old formerly wet cloth diapers of his own. The truck drove for 45 minutes before it arrived at the incinerator plant. It pulled into the dumping bay and then it backed up to an empty spot. Then the driver got out, unlocked the rear tailgate and then the other two trash men waited for the tailgate to rise up and open and the packer container to start tipping back so that the loads of diapers inside could be emptied out into the fast-moving conveyor belt. As the first diapers began to fall out, the other two men stood by and helped pull the loads of diapers out and allowing them to fall onto the conveyor belt.

Charlie had been severely crushed between all of the diapers but was still alive.

Once the pressure blade had pushed the last diapers out and Charlie had fallen out onto the belt, the truck the now empty truck pulled away and then it went back to its route to collect more diapers and a few more diapered people.

Meanwhile, Charlie and the diapers were whizzing along the dirty conveyor belt and were now about half way to the sorting stations. As Charlie was brought to the first of the sorters, the sorter noticed that Charlie had cloth diapers inside of his thick disposable diaper. She pulled him off and then brought him over to a changing table.

Sorter: OK, I have another one for the nurse to check his diapers. He has cloth diapers on under the disposables. He can’t go into the driers with those cloth diapers on….

Then the sorter left Charlie on the Changing table, strapped down so he couldn’t go anywhere.

A few seconds later, the nurse came over to Charlie and started poking her fingers around, into his thick, bulky, smashed up disposable diaper.

Nurse: Hello there Charlie. I see you’ve made it here to our nice little plant. Well now, let me take a look at your nice, comfy diaper here……

YEP! You’re not going into the disposable diaper driers….I’ll just take you right over to the next station and have them put you onto the conveyor belt so you can get all nice and spray-coated with all that slimy oil! OK, down you go boy…good…now…come with me….this won’t take long….

Charlie: MISS! NO! PLEASE! Don’t make me go on that thing! PLLLLEASE!

Nurse: OH…shut…UP! You and your diapers are here to be disposed of and if you come here in a trash truck filled with diapers and clothing, you ARE….going to be processed for the incinerator!

Charlie: What was that again?

Nurse: Oh…you’ll just have to find out! (Speaking to the lady standing at the next station loading disposable diapers onto the conveyor belt) here, take this one and make SURE…he gets extra coats of oil…put him through twice if you have to!

Then the woman takes Charlie and then lifts him up from under his armpits and then lays him feet first onto the conveyor belt.

Charlie: HEY! NO! Let go of me! I don’t wanna go on this thing! Get me out! STOP! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

The woman doesn’t even respond to Charlie as he is slowly whisked away on the belt. She continues to load large armloads of more disposable diapers as they come down the chute from the other belt. Charlie could hear the loud sounds of the thick, slimy oils being sprayed all over all of the clean and dirty disposable diapers. He was almost in full cry mode until he got heavily coated with some clear sweet smelling oils. Then he got sprayed and coated again with a dark colored and very heavy oil before he and the diapers were dropped into a large pile forming on the cement floor near the furnace.

The nurse came over to the pile once she saw Charlie drop down and onto the pile. She put on a thick apron and then a thick pair of yellow rubber gloves before she grabbed Charlie by both hands and then took him right back to where the same lady was still loading more diapers onto the conveyor belt.

Nurse: Here he is again….load him on again when you can and then he’ll be ready to go into the furnace once the other cloth diapers and clothing joins him at his pile.

Charlie: UCK! EEEW! NO! NOT again! NOOOOO! STOP! My diapers are RUINED!

The woman took Charlie and reloaded him back onto the conveyor belt again and then Charlie and the load of diapers he was in there with got coated with a large amount of baby oil first and then the old used motor oil was sprayed again onto poor Charlie and his diapers before he was re-deposited back onto the even larger pile of diapers at the end of the conveyor belt. Then, the four large men working to load the furnace began to take their large shovels and they each started to take a shovel full of cloth and disposable diapers as well as clothing and they each began to shovel their loads into the furnace. The furnace had shut down after each load had been done and cooled to a mere 50 degrees before the locks on the heavy door unlocked automatically. Then once there were enough diapers in the furnace, two of the nurses came over walking and escorting two other thickly diapered boys completely coated with oil. One of the nurses handed one of the men loading the furnace, one of the boys to load. The boy started to freak out and resist so the other man took hold and helped load him into the way back of the furnace so that they could also load the second thickly diapered boy. The second boy had been given a sleeping medicine and was about to fall into a deep slumber as the two men took him and loaded him into the furnace. Then, they closed and then locked the furnace door and then pushed a few buttons and then they walked back to the pile of diapers forming at the end of the conveyor belt. The both of them then took their shovels and started to move the diapers from that pile and put them all into the bigger pile forming closer to the furnace, as though they were a pile of coal.

When once of the men saw Charlie and his thick, bulky, slimy oil-covered diaper, he took Charlie by his right hand and then walked him over to the pile and then gave him a shove in the chest that caused him to fall backwards onto the pile.

Then the man then went right back to shoveling more of the diapers from the pile at the end of the conveyor belt to the growing pile near the furnace door.

As the furnace came to life, the diapers and the two thickly diapered boys inside quickly were turned into ashes by the extremely hot flames! Once the load inside had been vaporized, the flames turned off and the furnace cooled once again back to a mere 50 degrees. Then once the door lock released, the two men opened the door widely, and then started to shovel more and more diapers, clothing and whatever else was in the pile that needed to be incinerated. As the men were loading the furnace, one of the nurses brought a really thickly diapered girl in pigtails over to be loaded.

Thickly diapered girl: NO! WAAAAAA! STOP! WAAAA! DON’T! I don’t wanna go in there! That thing gets too HOT! Let GO of me! NOOOOOO! WAAAAAAAAA!

The one man that was loading the girl, made her bend over and then he pushed her from behind and made her slide into the furnace on her oily belly. The girl kept going until she came to a stop again the back metal wall of the furnace.

Thickly diapered girl: HEY! STOP putting diapers in here! LOOK what you’ve DONE to my pretty, pink teddy-bear diaper!

Man: YEA! Now it’s trash! Like YOU! Now shut the hell up so I can finish working!

How do you like your diapers done little girl? Medium well? Well done? BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I have a….burning…question for ya…..is that diaper of yours nice and comfy?

BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Do you know what it’s like to have “Hot Flashes” yet? NO? You soon WILL! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Once WE are done with ya…you…are going to be…ONE…HOT little girl! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Now, it’s time to go my little HOT…PANTS! Ready? OK…here…we…..GO!

The man then shuts the door after shoveling in a very large amount of the diapers from the pile. Then the man hits a few buttons and then the two walk away again and continue sweeping around the area and transferring more processed diapers from the one pile to the final pile. As they all wait for the Furnace to complete it’s cycle, one of the nurses comes over to the pile and rummages around in it to find Charlie.

Nurse: (Finding Charlie and pulling him out and onto his feet near the base of the pile) Hi there little one, I am here to take you over to my work station for a bit until they want you over there at the pile.

Charlie: Miss? What are you going to do to me?

Nurse: Oh…nothing you won’t like. Ok, up you go….onto my exam table…that’s a boy.

Now, I am going to reach into the leg elastics of your diaper and then make you feel REALLY good. Then once I am done with ya here, I will check to see if it’s time to take you back over to the pile yet. Now be a good boy and let me make you feel good!

The nurse then reaches into Charlie’s leg elastics and underneath all of his semi wet layers of cloth diapers underneath his already thick and very bulky disposable diaper and starts to play with his penis. She makes it hard and since the woman is SO good at this, she is able to make Charlie “POP” into his diapers hard! She gets him to dribble lots and lots of milky cum into his diapers that makes him totally and completely relax.

Nurse: There! See? Now….you’ll be too tired to resist! If we need to, I can give you a sleeping drug that will make you sleepy so that the men can easily load you and then you won’t make a sound! Do you want to be awake or asleep when they take you?

Charlie: Awake miss!

Then, one of the men came over to the station the nurse was at and moved the nurse aside, took Charlie off of the exam table and then carried him over to the pile. He then tossed Charlie onto the pile of diapers and once Charlie landed, the man took his shovel, and got a bunch of the diapers and Charlie onto his shovel and then he carried the load and Charlie over to the opening of the Furnace.

Charlie: NOOOOO! STOP! Where are you taking me???? NO! What IS that thing!

Man 1: It’s your NEW nursery! Now shut up! In you go trash! This place will give you the nice warm fuzzies! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Then the big muscly man went back over to the pile to get another shovel load to put into the furnace while the other three men took THEIR shovel loads back and forth to and from the opening of the furnace, loading more and more diapers in.

Then once Charlie was completely covered under a very heavy load of cloth diapers, old onesies, clean and dirty disposable diapers and a few stray plastic pants, the door was then closed and then locked. Then one of the men started hitting buttons that started the furnace cycle. It took almost two minutes for the flames to start up. Once the flames started, the diapers began to burn wildly and quickly given that they were all coated with lots and lots of oils. Before Charlie knew what was going on…his body started to heat up and started to burn slightly. Charlie screamed in utter pain but suddenly……his body started to transform! The heat was beginning some sort of mitosis! His body was starting to grow larger and it was starting to turn a pastel blue color! The more heat that his body was exposed to, the larger and bluer he became! Before he knew what was going on, he had grown VERY ANGRY! He walked over to where the furnace door was and kicked it. The whole three-inch thick steel wall crumpled and shattered into large chunks and shards! The New larger and bluer Charlie was now on a RAMPAGE! Even the large and muscle-bound men that had forcefully loaded him were running from the Furnace, screaming and yelling in utter fear! Charlie began to stomp his way towards where everyone was running to! He thought something else must be scaring them and maybe it was after HIM TOO! So he started to run in the same direction and as he did, everyone below him scattered in every direction!

The end.....

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