The Burn Barrel-A Christmas Disposal

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Todd and Michelle were adopted brother and sister. Their mom and dad were owners of their own trash collection company that they had started back in the mid 1980s. Since they lived near their close friends for the last 16 years, Mr. and Misses Newell, and misses Newell ran a home daycare in her home, they brought their disabled and diapered midgets there to be taken care of during the day when they were at work. Both Todd and Michelle were the size of 3 year olds yet they were both over 18 years old. Todd was 20 while Michelle was 19 and they had been developmentally delayed since birth. They were never going to be able to grow up and become “NORMAL” people.  As their mom and dad became more and more busy in their business lives, they had less and less time to take care of their two disabled kids….and with the amount of money they were paying to live in their house, and their newer model cars, and all of the diapers for the two adopted kids. They looked into getting a nanny but that was going to be TOO expensive for their combined incomes…..as it is they were barely making it…..So they began to discuss how they were going to dispose of their kids….they called adoption agency after adoption agency and even the original one which they found out went out of business long ago, and to NO avail! NO one wanted them! NOT even the foster care system! It too was too full….So now it seemed that they were stuck!

It was now early December and Mr. and Misses Tate were still trying to find a way to get rid of their kids somehow. One day, as Misses Tate dropped the two off at daycare with misses Newell, Misses Newell suggested that they could bring their two kids there for disposal and leave them with all of their clothing, diapers and anything else they wanted to dispose of. Misses Newell had told Misses Tate about the couple of times that they disposed of a couple of their OWN adopted kids and two others that belonged to some other friends of theirs as well as two others that they disposed of at a hotel during one of their vacations. Misses Tate and Misses Newell walked into he backyard where misses Newell showed misses Tate how they would dispose of their two kids if they wanted them to.

Misses Newell: When it’s time for them to be disposed of, I will change their diapers one last time, and then they will be put into one of the diaper pails either inside or out here where I put all of the daycare trash. We also have a nice compactor that we sometimes put diapers and other trash into as well before it comes out here…(walking over to the burn barrel and pointing down at it) and is loaded into here. Once they are in here, Daniel or I will pour some of the Diesel fuel we use, on everything and then we light it. It BURNS for hours and VERY hot too! We would need a small fee though if you can manage it….

Misses Tate: How MUCH is the fee?

Misses Newell: about $2,000 dollars each.

Misses Tate: now THAT sounds cheap! Every other options we have explored would cost us $10,000 each kid! I am SURE we can afford that….but let me call my husband now and discuss it with him.

Misses Tate takes out her iPhone 6 and calls her husband. They talk for about 15 minutes before they both agree.  Misses Tate hangs up and then lowers her phone as she turns around and walks over to misses Newell.

Misses Tate: My husband said that it is fine with him but we need to go to the store and make out money orders first….and can we bring all of their cloth diapers, plastic pants and all of their beds and bedding over too? We also have 8 cases each of their disposable diapers left over since they are both slightly different sizes…..they use different brands too! Their adult diapers were SUPER, SUPER thick and bulky as it was…..and their cloth diapers that were used inside their disposable diapers as added absorbency padding as well as occasionally the Pampers, Huggies, and parent’s Choice diapers that were used underneath the NorthShore supreme overnites diapers  

Each of the kids’ diaper bags was filled with cloth diapers, some of each Parent’s Choice size six, Huggies size six over nights and Pampers baby dry size sevens as well as eight thick NorthShore supreme diapers for their daily use. Their bags also have two onesies and they were wearing shorts and blouses and short skirts.

The two kids came to the daycare strapped to their strollers and were just waiting for misses Newell and misses Tate to roll them into the house.

Misses Newell took Todd’s stroller while misses Tate rolled Michelle into the house.

Misses Newell: Do they both need their diapers changed yet?  SURE! Bring whatever is theirs that you want to be disposed of. We will be sure to get rid of it all for ya.

Misses Tate: Not yet, I JUST changed them both right before we came here.

Misses Tate quickly leaves both Michelle and Todd with Misses Newell while she goes to the store makes a withdrawal from her bank that has a small branch inside, then has the cash converted over to a money order. Then she drives back to misses Newell’s house and brings her and Daniel the money order.

Misses Tate: (knocking at The Newell’s door. Misses Newell answers…)

Here is the Money order….for $4,000. My husband and I will be back later on this evening to drop off all of their things that they will need and that will need to be disposed of.  I have to get to work now but I will call when I am off work.

Misses Newell: Sounds good, see you both this evening….have a great day at work.

Misses Newell closes the door and goes over to Daniel who is at home on his day off and gives him the money order.

Misses Newell: Look honey, they paid us to dispose of their two kids…..$4,000!

WE are going to have a GOOD Christmas this year!!!!

Daniel Newell: Yea…but those two won’t have a good Christmas at all! WE will dispose of them JUST in time for Christmas Eve!!!! That will be a gift of freedom to their mom and dad!

Misses Newell: The two kids will be staying here for the next week or so as I promised so that it gives them time to bring all of their diapers, clothing bedding and stuff over so we can dispose of them when we dispose of the two kids! Oh…and honey, it is YOUR turn to do the two kids this time! I did the last four….I will change them and undress them or dress them for disposal and then it will be YOUR turn to load the burn barrel when it’s time.

Daniel Newell: UH! O…K,   O…K! GEES! I will do it THIS time……but I LIKE seeing YOU do it…and you do SUCH a GREAT job of it……

Misses Newell smiles at Daniel and then goes back into the living room where she left Todd and Michelle still strapped into their strollers. She goes over to Michelle and starts to get her out of her stroller. She finishes unbuckling her and then misses Newell picks her up and carries her over to the rug in front of the TV. Then she goes over to Todd and does the same thing.

Misses Newell: Would either of you like anything to drink? I think your mother left your bottles here in your diaper bags……

Todd: yes, I would like some milk.

Michelle: Do you have any of that red stuff that is sweet?

Misses Newell: Do you mean Kool-aide? Yes…I will get you some in just a minute.

Misses Newell goes to the kitchen and fills both bottles with the requested drinks then puts the drink containers back into the fridge and then goes out to the living room to give their bottles to each of them.

Todd: Thank you Miss Newell

Michelle: yea….Thanks Miss Newell.

Misses Newell: You’re welcome sweeties….

As Todd and Michelle sit, drink their bottles and watch Disney Pixar’s Monster’s Inc,

Misses Newell rolls their strollers outside to the porch and then takes the four diaper bags from both strollers and brings them into the house. She puts the diaper bags down near where she would be changing both of the midgets.

Then, the doorbell rings and it’s two more actual toddlers that are also regulars.

Misses Newell greets the mother and the two toddlers, taking their two diaper bags and inviting them all in before closing the front door.

The mother and misses Newell talk for a bit and misses Newell explains that the two midgets are being “disposed of” on Christmas Eve because they were paid to do so along with all of their clean and dirty diapers, clothing bedding and even their cribs….

The mother of the two toddlers looks at the two sitting there with a sympathetic look on her face. Then the mother turns to Misses Newell and asks if she could pay her to throw some of their old, clean, unused left-over medium diapers that no longer fit their toddlers.

Misses Newell agreed to take the diapers for them. The mother reached into her purse, pulled out $40 and gave it to misses Newell.

Misses Tate: Here ya go. That ought to cover it.

Misses Newell: Thanks. I will be sure to dispose of the diapers when we do the next few loads in the burn barrel.

The mother turns and leaves to go to work leaving her two toddlers with misses Newell to watch until she returns from working.

Misses Newell goes over to the two toddlers and asks them;

Misses Newell: Are you both excited about Santa Coming soon?

The two toddlers both stick their index fingers into their mouths as they look sheepishly at Misses Newell.

Misses Newell walks over and past the two midgets and smells that at least one of them pooped themselves.

Misses Newell: OK, which one of you needs their diaper changed? I smell it….

Todd raises his hand a little and then misses Newell helps him to a standing position

Misses Newell: OK Todd, come with me and I’ll get you cleaned up and into a nice clean diaper.

Then takes him by one of his hands and then she goes over to get his diaper bag then she takes him over to an area near the sliding door where she lays Todd down on the soft and plush carpet and begins unsnapping his onesie. Misses Newell then opens up his diaper bag and takes out a clean, thick, NorthShore Overnites diaper, one of his Huggies overnites diapers, the baby wipes container and some baby powder.

Todd: (As Misses Newell untapes his diaper and pulls it down.) Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Yes Sweetheart?

Todd: My mommy and daddy told my sister and I that you and Mr. Newell are going to throw us and our diapers away. IS this true?

Misses Newell: I am afraid so. Your mom and dad paid us to dispose of you both.

Todd: What do you DO with our diapers after you throw them away?

Misses Newell: We burn them in our Burn barrel outside in our backyard sweetie.

Todd: What was that thing in the kitchen that you put some diapers into then closed yesterday???

Misses Newell: What do you mean sweetie?

Todd: What was that thing that made that sound after you put some of those diapers into and then slid closed?

Misses Newell: OH…yes…..that was called a trash compactor. We sometimes put things in there to squish them down so that we can make more room for more things hon.

Todd: Will I…have to go in there???

Misses Newell: I don’t know sweetie, maybe…maybe not. We’ll just have to wait and see. I had to put someone in there once before that we disposed of….

Todd: Do I HAVE….to wear my onesies when I get thrown away?

Misses Newell: No sweetie. You may wear whatever you want or don’t wear what you want.

Todd: What if I am still wearing my wet onesie when you take me out to be disposed of…..will you take it off of me? Will you throw my onesies in there too?

Misses Newell: Yes sweetie, I will and we won't have any use for them anymore so yes they are trash too. With you and your sister, I am going to tie some nice thick Christmas bows around your waists and around the leg elastics of your diapers before I dispose of you in the trash. For your Christmas gift, you can wear any kind of diaper and as many as you want sweetheart. How about that?

Todd: Really Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Yes, really sweetie….but once you are diapered, you won’t be getting any more diaper changes.

Todd: Will it matter if my diapers are wet or dry when it’s time for my disposal?

Misses Newell: No it won't honey.

Todd: Who will be the one putting me and my diapers into the burn barrel?

Misses Newell: Either Daniel or I will be loading you.

Todd: What will you do with my left-over clean disposable diapers????

Misses Newell: We have to burn them sweetie. No one here can use these special diapers.

Todd: How long will I be left in the trash can in here until it’s time to take it out?

Misses Newell: Baby, you will be in there until the can is full and needs to be taken out to the daycare trash can.

Misses Newell pulls Todd’s dirty diaper out from underneath him and then tosses the used wipes into it before rolling it up tightly and fastening the tapes to hold it closed.

She then sets the dirty, rolled up diaper near Todd and then she opens up the new, clean, thick and very bulky diaper, and then she slides it underneath Todd as she lifts him up and then she sets him down onto the padding. She then reaches over and picks up one of his Huggies overnites diapers and then opens it up. Once she had it ready, she lifted Todd up again and she slid the Huggies overnites size six diaper under his bottom before she takes the baby powder bottle, opens the top, and then she shakes a lot of powder into his diaper and onto him before she pulls the Huggies diaper up and fastens the tapes on each side. Then Misses Newell takes the front of the NorthShore diaper and pulls it up and over the Huggies size six overnites diaper and then she fastens the four tapes. Misses Newell notices that Todd’s diaper is very, very thick and bulky. Then Misses Newell re fastens the buttons in Todd’s onesie before she helps him try to stand up. Todd stands up and notices that his diaper is so thick, that he can’t put his legs together yet.

Misses Newell: That diaper of yours is very thick! I am going to change your diaper every 40 minutes if it’s wet or not so to try to use up the rest of that pack of diapers you came here with. Now go over there and watch some TV until lunch time ok Sweetie?

Then misses Newell escorted Todd over to his spot where he had been sitting and helped him sit down again in front of the TV. Then Misses Newell took his sister Michelle to get her diaper changed. As misses Newell helped Michelle lay down on the carpet where Todd had been, Misses Newell takes Todd’s diaper bag back and then picks up Michelle’s diaper bag and brings it over to where Michelle is laying patiently waiting for Misses Newell to change her.

Misses Newell sits down and then puts the diaper bag down next to her. She opens it up, takes out another one of t he THICK, BULKY NorthShore Overnites diapers, her container of wipes, and a Parent’s Choice size six diaper and her bottle of baby powder.

The little wrap-around skirt that Michelle was wearing had buttons holding it on her in the front, two buttons, one on top of the other. As Misses Newell tried to unfasten them, the buttons broke.

Misses Newell: SHEESH! Well, now your dress is trash!

Michelle: NO!!! NOT my favorite dress!!!! Don’t throw it away!!!!

Misses Newell: Its trash hon….I’m throwing it away.

Michelle: Are you going to throw ME away too?

Misses Newell: Yes, sweetie, I am.

Michelle: Do I HAVE to wear this tight onesie when I am thrown away?

Misses Newell: No, you can wear or NOT wear whatever you like hon.

Michelle: But I……don’t WANNA be thrown away!!!!  I am NOT gonna be!!!! Are you throwing my bother away too?

Misses Newell: Yes, your brother is being thrown away too.

Misses Newell reaches into the diaper bag and finds a onesie that says; “I heart dirty diapers” on it.

Misses Newell: LOL! I am going to put THIS on you for now until it gets too wet and then I am going to throw it away when I change your next diaper. I told your brother this; I am going to change your diapers every 40 minutes or so if your diapers are wet or not so we can try and use up as many of the diapers in your own pack of diapers as we can before you get thrown away in the trash.

Misses Newell begins to unfasten the button in the crotch of Michelle’s onesie. As she pulled on the stubborn buttons to unfasten them, the stubborn buttons broke.

Misses Newell: WELL! This onesie is now trash too! I’m going to throw it away with your diaper.

Michelle: NOOOO! PLEASE!!! THIS is one of my favorite onesies!!! Don’t throw it away!!! It’s NOT trash!!!!

Misses Newell: This onesie is no good now. It’s soaking wet, the buttons no longer work honey. Its trash now I’m afraid.

Michelle: If you throw my onesie away, you will just have to throw ME away with it!!!!

Misses Newell: Are you SURE sweetie? Once you are tossed into the trash can, you won’t get any more diaper changes, nothing more to drink or eat, and you may be in the trash for a while.

Michelle: I….I…I DON’T care!!!! That’s MY…onesie!

Misses Newell: Well OK then! I will get you ready for disposal now. Are you sure???

Michelle: MY ONESIE!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

Misses Newell goes back into the diaper bag, pulls out another one of the NorthShore Supreme diapers then sets it on top of the other diapers that were already there.

Then she pulls the onesie up, and then pulls Michelle up to a sitting position and takes the onesie off of her slightly ripping the arm holes along the side as she takes it off. Then she tosses the onesie aside as she lays Michelle back down so that Misses Newell can change her soaking wet diapers. Misses Newell unfastens the tapes and then pulls the front of the diaper down as Michelle pouts. Misses Newell lifts Michelle’s bottom up as she pulls the wet diaper out from under her, tossing the open, wet NorthShore Supreme diaper onto her chest until she could clean her up with the wipes, tossing each used wipe into the wet diaper. Then when she was done cleaning her up some, Misses Newell opened up the Parent’s Choice size six diaper and then slide it underneath Michelle. Then she picked up the baby powder bottle and shook a LOT of it onto Michelle’s diaper and her, using as MUCH of the powder as she could leaving less than an 8^th of the bottle full of powder. Then Misses Newell pulled the front of Michelle’s Parent’s Choice diaper up and began to fasten the tapes. Once she had fastened the right tape, Misses Newell then picked up the first Clean and thick NorthShore Supreme diapers, opened it up, then slide it underneath Michelle’s diapered butt before pulling the front of the diaper up, tucking the wings in and then fastening the leg tapes on the right side first then the left side before fastening the top tapes on the right before the left. Once that diaper was on securely, Misses Newell opened up the second NorthShore Supreme diaper and then slid it underneath Michelle. Then she repeated the steps until the last tape was fastened. Michelle’s diapered butt was so bulky, that Michelle wasn’t able to put her legs together to walk.

Michelle: I can’t walk!!!! My diapers are TOO thick!!!!

Misses Newell: That’s ok sweetie, you won’t need to. I am going to carry you and your dirty diapers over there to our trash can and put you into it.

Michelle: NO! Wait! I don’t wanna be trash yet!!! WAIT! NO! Stop!

Misses Newell: Sweetie, it’s too late now. You are all ready for disposal now. I have made up my mind…you are going to be thrown away now. IF you keep resisting, I will simply take you and your diapers right over to the compactor, put you into it, and then run it a few times. OK? It’s up to you if you make me take you to the compactor or not.

Michelle: Do I have a CHOICE????

Misses Newell: NO! Not really! Now, let me go get the colored Christmas Ribbons that I promised I’d put on you then I will decide which one of the disposal methods I will use on you. 

Misses Newell picks Michelle up and carries her into her bedroom and then lays her down on the bed for a few minutes so that she can get the Christmas Ribbons out of her bedroom closet. Once she got them all out, Misses Newell took out a pair of scissors and then she measured out just enough Pink Ribbon to tie around her leg elastics. Then, Misses Newell tied the ribbons just tight enough around the leg elastics of Michelle’s diaper so that wouldn’t slide off. Then misses Newell pulled just enough Red Ribbon to tie around her waist band before cutting it with the scissors. Then Misses Newell tied the Ribbons around Michelle’s waistband of her thick and bulky white diapers. Once the bows were tied in the ribbons, Misses Newell put the scissors away and then the ribbons away before coming back over to Michelle, picking her up and carrying her to the kitchen where she opened the compactor drawer then lowered Michelle, her folded over wet diaper with all of the wipes still in it, and her ruined onesie laying on top of that and ALL of that laying on Michelle’s Chest, down into the bag of trash and lots of diapers.

Michelle: Get me out Miss Newell! PLEASE! Don’t throw me away yet!

Misses Newell: I’m sorry sweetie, but it’s time for disposal now…..I am not going to change your diapers and there will be no more bottles. Now bye-bye little one…..

Misses Newell slides the drawer closed and then locks it. She then hits the start button and the compactor starts up. The packer blade starts to come down slowly. Michelle is stuck and can’t move much to avoid the packer as it continues to come down. As it starts to touch her legs, Michelle gets pressed down against all of the other trash and diapers beneath her. She grunts under the pressure as the blade presses harder and harder against her chest with her wet diaper and onesie being pressed rather hard against her. Then as the blade starts to retract, misses Newell has returned with her diaper bag, and the pack of her left-over NorthShore Supreme diapers. Misses Newell waits until the cycle stops before unlocking the drawer and sliding it open again to put the diapers and the diaper bag in.

Misses Newell: Here you go sweetie. Here are your left-over diapers, and your diaper bag.

Misses Newell puts the bag on her face and the diaper bag on her diapered waist before sliding the drawer closed again, relocking it and running three more cycles of the compactor before walking away to take care of the remaining toddlers and Todd.

Todd: Where is my sister Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: OH, she was thrown away with her wet diaper and onesie.

Todd: Is it MY….turn now to be…thrown away?

Misses Newell: NOT unless you WANT to be right now.

Todd: I want to wait until the time that you were going to throw me away.

Misses Newell: OK.

It was now around 10:30 am and the movie was over. Misses Newell got everyone outside to go play on the toys and tricycles that were out in the backyard. 

The two toddlers began to fight over one of the rider toys and Misses Newell had to separate them and get the other onto another rider toy. As Todd played on the tricycle around the yard, he got curious and went over to the side of the burn barrel to peer down inside. He got off the bike and with both of his hands and fingers resting at the edge of the burn barrel, he peered down in and saw a few stray diapers that were not rolled up, laying down at the bottom of the barrel with some ashes. When Todd peered into the barrel, he accidently got some carbon charcoal all over his face and hands. The more he tried to get it off, the more of a mess he made. So he just went back to playing again after that. He scooted the tricycle over to a wet side of the yard where there was no grass and there was a lot of mud. He got off of the bike and started to squat so he could put his hands into the mud. He started to play with the mud and now his hands felt sticky. He tried to shake it off of his fingers and hands he got the bulk of it off before wiping it all over his lower legs and right up to his diaper.

Misses Newell came out and saw Todd with black streaks all over his face and mud all over his legs and almost his diaper.

Misses Newell: Todd? OH Todd! Look at you honey! You’re a MESS!!!! Come with me and I will get you ALL cleaned up. Baby? Can you come out here and watch the kids for a minute while I go clean Todd up? Thanks hon.

Misses Newell takes Todd to the porch and takes his onesie off first then his diapers off then she tosses the onesie and the diapers right into the daycare trash can that was only ¼ of the way full before she quickly escorted Todd right into the bathroom where she began to use baby wipes to clean him up.

Misses Newell: YOU are a MESS kid! How did you get all of that soot all over your face like that????

Todd: I went over to the big barrel thing and looked down into it. I saw a diaper down in the bottom and when I let go of the edge of the thing, I had all of this black stuff all over me. I tried to get it off but when I wiped it on my face, it got on there and my legs too!

Misses Newell: This soot is not coming all of the way off. It’s kind of greasy! I guess it will just have to wear off. I can’t seem to get it all off. I got most of it though.

Come with me now Todd, time to get you diapered again so you can go back outside and play.

Todd: Can I have the diapers you took off of me?

Misses Newell: Why do you want them?

Todd: They smell good! You used a lot of powder in them. Do I have some powder still in the bottle?

Misses Newell: Yes, you do. You have three bottles in each of your diaper bags. If you need more, I’ll send Daniel out to the store to get more for ya.

Misses Newell gets Todd’s diaper bag and then lays Todd down on he carpet near the patio door.  Then she opens the bag, takes out one of the Huggies overnites diapers and one of the NorthShore Supreme diapers, and the baby powder bottle. Then she opens the Huggies diaper and then lifts Todd’s butt up and then slides the diaper under him. She then opens the top of the bottle of powder and starts to shake about half of it into his diaper and onto him before putting the bottle down.

Misses Newell: Is that enough baby powder for you? You said you like a lot of powder, so is that how you like it or would you like some more?

Todd: I feel good, thanks Miss Newell.

Misses Newell: No problem sweetie.

Misses Newell then pulls the front of the Huggies Overnites diaper up and fastens the right tape then the left before reaching over to the Thick, white, bulky NorthShore Supreme diaper and then she opens it up and gets it ready to slide underneath Todd’s diapered butt. Lifting him up again, she slides the thick white diaper under him and then she pulls the front of it up and then tucks the wings in before fastening the leg tapes on the right first then the left before she fastened the waist tapes on the right then the left, pulling them over as tightly as she can.

Todd: Where is the onesie you took off of me????

Misses Newell: I threw it into the daycare trash can. It’s trash now.

Todd: NOOOOO! That was my FAVORITE one!!!! Do I have any onesies left?

Misses Newell: (Looking into the diaper bag) YEP! You have two left. A dark Blue one and a brown one with a printing on it that says: “Diaper loading” LOL! That’s cute!

Todd: When this onesie gets dirty or soaked, will you throw it away too?

Misses Newell: Yes, I will. You can wear it until it is either too dirty or too wet. Then I will throw it away with the dirty diaper I take off of you. Your mom is bringing the rest of your clothes when she comes after work. I will try to make you wear as many of your clothes as I can too so that they will get nice and dirty before we throw them away.

Todd: So….I can go out and play in the mud again?

Misses Newell: Yes, you can, but before I can bring you back into the house again, I will have to take your onesie off and your diapers off and throw them into the trash!

Todd: Do you HAVE…to take my onesie off and throw it away?

Misses Newell: Well, I COULD brush you off as much as I can then I’ll need to take your diapers off and throw them away.

Todd: Who are you going to take out to the burn barrel first? ME or my sister?

Misses Newell: Who’s ever trash can gets the fullest the fastest, gets to go first in the burn barrel hon.

Todd: The other day, I saw you putting something in and out of that toilet thing in the bathroom….what was that????

Misses Newell: OH…that…..yes, I was rinsing out a onesie that got some poop on it.

The stain didn’t come out so I asked their mommy if she wanted it and she said no. So I threw it into the daycare trash.

Todd: What do you do when you get one of the babies you have here, that comes here wearing cloth diapers????

Misses Newell: I ask their mom to change them into disposables before they come. I despise cloth diapers!!!! They are gross, which is why we never used them on our kids!!!

Misses Newell finishes snapping the buttons in the crotch of the blue onesie that Todd is now wearing before she takes him back outside to go play for a little while longer.

Todd sees Daniel Newell going over to the pile of wood and chopping it into much smaller pieces then bringing the pieces over next to the burn barrel. Todd then walks over to Daniel and then looks up at him and asks:

Todd: What is all that for?

Daniel Newell: I use all of this in the burn barrel while loading it so that when the fire starts, it helps the diapers and trash burn completely down.

Todd: Is this going to be used on me????

Daniel Newell: Yes, it is.

Todd: what is that weird smelling stuff in those large cans over there?

Daniel Newell: that is called Diesel Fuel. We use it in the burn barrel. We pour that ALL…OVER all of the diapers and trash inside the burn barrel so that everything will burn.

Todd: Will you get that stuff on me????

Daniel Newell: YEP! I will. In fact, I am going to pre-soak you and your diapers before we load you and your diapers into the barrel! You get to take a Diesel Fuel bath before disposal boy, doesn’t that sound…FUN?

Todd: What if I don’t want all of that stuff all over me????

Daniel Newell: Tough boy! I’m gonna pour some all over you even after I pre-soak you and some of your diapers! You don’t have a choice! You will be trash!

Todd: What if my diapers are still clean and dry????

Daniel Newell: I don’t care if your diapers are soaking wet or dry! When it’s time for your disposal, you are getting put into this barrel and then I am going to light the fire!

Todd: Are you going to burn all of my clothing, my new unused packs of disposable diapers, my packs of Huggies size six diapers, and my four dozen cloth diapers too?

Daniel Newell: YEP! Everything that is in the trash is going into the burn barrel, clean OR dirty! I generally ask my wife to try to wait until your diapers are wet or even soaking wet before we throw you away, but if your diapers aren’t wet by disposal time, you are still going into the trash.

Todd: Will there be more diapers being tossed into the trash can I will be in?

Daniel Newell: Yes, of course.

Todd: Do I have to be bagged up or can I be tossed in there like I am?

Daniel Newell: We usually bag everything up inside the house and take it outside to the trash cans. We sometimes empty the bag into the barrel and then toss the empty bag in on top or somewhere in the barrel. The bags we use aren’t usually made to hold heavy trash like you….so you probably won’t be bagged. You will JUST go into the trash can and then the barrel, as you are.

Suddenly, Todd’s mom walks outside to the backyard carrying two large boxes of his NorthShore Supreme disposable diapers. His mom sees Todd standing out near the burn barrel wearing his blue onesie and a thick and bulky diaper……

Miss Tate: Are you all getting ready to put him into the barrel right now?

Misses Newell: NO, Not yet. But he WILL be going in either on Christmas Eve or On Christmas day once all of the gifts were opened….and the trash gets full.

Miss Tate: If he gets sick before then, go ahead and throw him into the trash can ahead of time. You can dispose of him any time you like…but I want him to be put into the load that you are planning on doing, on Christmas…..if that is ok with you.

Misses Newell: Sure, we can do that. I will tell my husband.

Misses Tate and Misses Newell go back into the house and then through the front door to get the rest of Michelle and Todd’s cases of NorthShore Supreme diapers, their clothing, their two strollers all of their Huggies and Parent’s Choice size six diapers (used underneath their NorthShore diapers) and the three boxes of pre-fold cloth diapers in toddler sizes that Miss Tate uses underneath their disposable diapers at home as booster pads and added absorbency.

As they each take turns carrying two boxes each from the back of Miss Tate’s Chevy Suburban, to the shed out in the backyard, Miss Tate instructs Misses Newell on how she wants her two disabled midgets to be dressed and disposed of, as though she were worried that they both won’t get “done” right.

Miss Tate: How long will Todd be in the trash can inside before he and the trash are taken outside and put into the daycare trash cans????

Misses Newell: …..until the cans are full usually. We generally do a load of dirty diapers in the burn barrel once or twice a week.

Misses Tate: What kind of fuel do you use? Gas or something else?

Misses Newell: We use diesel fuel. We practically bathed our last ones in the stuff….in fact they had so much all over them their diapers ballooned.

Misses Tate: That’s what I want to hear…..I wish I had been there to see that….

After going back to the Suburban two more times, the two ladies had brought everything they wanted disposed of, into the shed. As they exited the shed, Misses Tate walked over to the burn barrel to peer down into it. She saw a few loose, rolled up dirty diapers down at the bottom among the ashes and then she looked up at Daniel.

Misses Tate: so…this is the famous BURN BARREL that Michelle and Todd are going into huh?

Daniel Newell: Yep. It…SURE is. This is where we burn all of our trash.

Misses Tate: Is there…anything special that you do to the trash and to the diapered ones you are going to put in there before you light everything?

Daniel Newell: usually we load the barrel up with trash, pour diesel fuel on everything then I light something and toss it in….everything burns SO hot and for a long time….but THIS time, I’m going to pre-soak everything in diesel fuel, especially Michelle and Todd to be SURE that they are soaked with the stuff so that they will burn well. We had a few problems the first few times with them not burning all the way so this time, I will pre-soak them for at least 6 hours or more to be sure that they get plenty of fuel in them and on them before they are loaded.

Misses Tate: How are you going to do that?

Daniel Newell: OH…..I have one of those horse troughs that has a lid on it that I am going to fill partly with diesel fuel, like a bath and then I will load one of the kids in there and then put diapers and their bedding and clothes in there then put the lid on and lock it so that they can’t get out….then I will leave them in there to soak for a nice, long…time right before I get the burn barrel ready for them. Then I will load them all into the burn barrel and then light it. Any questions?

Misses Tate: Yes…one more…..Will they be awake or asleep when they are lit in there?

Daniel Newell: Well, I generally leave that up to them, but Recently with OUR two adopted kids that we disposed of, we gave them heavy sleeping pills in their last bottles so that they would be knocked out when they were lit. Do you want yours to be awake or asleep?

Misses Tate: I will leave that in both of your capable hands.

Daniel Newell: OK, sounds good then.

Misses Tate walks back into the house and talks a bit more with Misses Newell privately before leaving for good. Misses Newell comes outside to get Todd to go take him to get his diaper changed wet or not.

Misses Newell: (coming over to Todd who was now playing in the puddle of mud) hey there Sweetie, it’s time for your diaper change. Come with me and I’ll get you all nice and cleaned up.

Todd stands up from a squatting position and turns around. Misses Newell sees how muddy he is.

Misses Newell: OH SWEETIE! You are all…MUDDY again! I think I’m just going to have to change you out here somewhere! Hey honey? Can YOU go and get me Todd’s diaper bag inside the house near the sliding door please? Thank….you…hon…..

Misses Newell takes Todd by the right hand in her left and walks him over to the porch and sits him down onto one of the lounge chairs to get ready to change him.

Misses Newell looks at Todd as he sits there and to pass the time, she starts to talk to Todd.

Misses Newell: So Todd is there anything that you want, or want to do or wear before you are disposed of in a couple of days?

Todd: Yes, Miss Newell, I want to wear some of my cloth diapers underneath my disposable diapers for disposal…..I want my diapers to be SO thick, that I can’t walk and my diapers look like bubbles!!!!

Misses Newell: Honey, I don’t like…cloth diapers! They are GROSS! But, seeing that you will be in the trash with them, I don’t see a problem with that. How many would you like me to put on you?

Daniel hands his wife the diaper bag as Todd is about to answer. Misses Newell takes the diaper bag and opens it, takes out a Huggies overnites diaper, and another one of his NorthShore Supreme diapers and the baby powder.

Todd: I don’t know Miss Newell. Maybe six or more…..Will you be throwing my diaper bags away too Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Yes, unfortunately, I will be. Once you are in the trash, we won’t need them any more.

Todd: But…..But, what if they still have clean diapers and my powder in it???

Misses Newell: The powder and wipes I will use, but the diapers inside will be thrown away with your diaper bag I am afraid…clean or not, they will be trash.

Todd: Will you put unrolled diapers on me when I am in the trash can? Will you cover my face with them…I mean….with the padding facing my face?

Misses Newell: Yes, of course I will be putting dirty diapers in there and on top of you. I have tossed folded over diapers into the trash a few times and they opened up and landed on the kid’s face when they were in there so, it may happen. Now Lie down sweetie, so I can change your diaper.

Misses Newell reaches over, and starts to unbutton the snaps in Todd’s now muddy onesie. As she pulls on the buttons, a couple of the center buttons stay buttoned but pull out of the material leaving a small hole where the male part of the button was.

Misses Newell: OOPS! Well, this onesie is trash! The button came out! It’s no good now! If you still want to wear it a little bit more, I can let you, otherwise it’s going into the trash with this diaper I’m taking off.

Todd: Wait! My onesie is broken??? Do you HAVE to throw it away?

Misses Newell: If you don’t want to wear it, then yes, it will be thrown away.

Todd: Do I have another onesie?

Misses Newell: Yes, sweetie, it’s your last one though. After this, you have no more onesies. Are you sure you want to wear it right now? I can put it on you tomorrow instead. Its just warm enough out that you can run around in just your diapers if you like.

Todd: OK, I will save it for tomorrow then.

Misses Newell unfastens the three unbroken snaps in the crotch of Todd’s onesie and then she rolls it up and begins to pull Todd up to a sitting position so she can take the onesie off. Once the onesie was off, she drops it onto the cement next to the lounge chair then lays Todd back down then begins unfastening the four tapes on Todd’s thick and very bulky still dry NorthShore supreme diaper. Misses Newell then pulled the front of the thick and crinkly diaper down, revealing the Huggies overnites diaper that was still mostly dry. Misses Newell unfastened the tapes of Todd’s Huggies diaper then laid it open flat on the NorthShore diaper. The half a bottle’s worth of baby powder puffed out of his Huggies diaper as misses Newell pulled both diapers out from underneath him, folded the thick white, bulky NorthShore diaper over then dropped it on top of his navy-blue onesie on the cement next to the lounge chair with a puff and some crinkles.

Then Misses Newell reached into the diaper bag, pulled out a clean NorthShore Supreme diaper and another Huggies Overnites diaper. She put the thick, white and bulky supreme diaper down on her left leg while she opened up the Huggies Overnites diaper. Once it was ready, she lifted Todd’s butt and slid the Huggies diaper underneath him then she set him down into the open diaper. Then Misses Newell grabbed the baby powder container and shook some more baby powder all over Todd’s diapering areas and a lot into his diaper before she put the bottle back into the diaper bag. Then she grabbed the thick, bulky, white, crinkly NorthShore Supreme diaper and began to open it up. She then slid the diaper underneath Todd and then she pulled the front of the diaper up between his legs and began to fasten the four tapes. She first fastened the right-hand leg tapes then the left-hand leg tapes before going back over to the right hand side, tucking and smoothing the wing and pulling the tape over to the front of the diaper. She did the same thing on the left before she had completed his diaper change. Misses Newell grabbed both of Todd’s hands and helped him up to a standing position on the her left side of the chair (Todd’s right) and she gave him a light smack on his thick and bulky disposable diaper as he ran back into the backyard to go back to playing in the mud again.

Misses Newell stood up, then bent over to pick up Todd’s diapers and the onesie to throw away as Daniel came around her from behind and he gave HER a nice slap on the behind as well.

Daniel Newell: Nice ASS honey!

Then Daniel leaned over to give his wife a kiss on the lips. Misses Newell returned the kiss simultaneously.

Misses Newell: Thanks babe….I love you too.

Daniel Newell: You do…such a great job with the kids, both in your daycare and with ours. YOU are SUCH a great mother and caregiver. I am SO proud to be your husband!

Misses Newell: AWWWWE! That is SO nice of you honey! Thank you!!! That meant a lot! I have to throw these diapers and this onesie away and then I need to get lunch started.

Daniel Newell: I am going out here to chop some more firewood for the burn barrel.

I think with these two, we may need more kindling and some shorter pieces of logs.

Misses Newell: You go do that, and I will go get lunch ready.

Misses Newell then walks into the house forgetting to toss the diapers and the onesie into the outside trash can because she had her sexy husband on her mind. Realizing her mistake, she walks over to the daycare trash can inside and tosses the diapers and the onesie in. then she goes to wash her hands in the kitchen sink before she decides what to make for lunch. After a few seconds of deliberating, she sets her mind on some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. She gets the loaf of bread out, the peanut butter and the jelly and goes over to the counter to start making them.

Meanwhile, outside in the backyard, Daniel goes over to the firewood pile and starts gathering up some of the larger logs and then brings them over to the stump where he picks one up and then sets it up right then he grabs the axe and chops it in half. The pieces fall to the ground as he bends over to pick up the larger piece to chop it down farther. Todd sees what Daniel is doing and gets curious. With mud all over him, his shins, and thighs, in his hair and a little splattered on the front of his diapers, Todd waddles over to see what Daniel is doing.

Todd: what are you doing?  What is all of that for?

Daniel Newell: Stand back over there for me kid for a second while I do this…OK?

Todd backs up some then watches as Daniel expertly splits the piece of wood into thin splinters of its former self.

Daniel Newell: These nice logs here…are going to be for when you and your sister get disposed of. We use this to help keep the fires going longer and hotter.

Todd: So all of this is for my sister and I? You are going to use this on us?

Daniel Newell: I am afraid so kid. I am getting the burn barrel ready for you and your sister. Whoever is going first, will be loaded in that barrel with the dirty diapers and trash. The other one will have to wait until the next day.

Todd: You said that you were going to soak us and the diapers in some kind of stuff before you put us into that barrel thing. My sister is in that…thing in the kitchen and Miss Newell said that I was going to be thrown away in two days. So is my sister going to be first?

Daniel Newell: Looks like she might be then. If the compactor she is in gets full within the next two days, yes. She will be going first.

Todd: Will I get to watch what you do to her?

Daniel Newell: ONLY if you want to…..

Todd: When is my sister going to get…soaked?

Daniel Newell: probably sometime tomorrow I think. I have to go to work tomorrow so it might even be tonight after you’ve gone to bed.

Todd: Where will I sleep until I get disposed of?

Daniel Newell: Probably in the playpen in the living room but you will have to ask my wife that.

Todd then wanders over to one of the scooter toys with wheels, gets onto it and then starts playing on it, scooting around the backyard for a bit until Misses Newell comes out to bring him a paper plate with his sandwich, some potato chips and his bottle full of white milk. She puts it down on the patio table and then goes over to get Todd off of the toy to go eat. Misses Newell goes over to Todd and helps him off of the toy and then guides him over to the patio table and sits him down in a highchair before sliding the tray on and locking it in place.

Misses Newell: There, now, here is your lunch sweetheart. Want anything else?

Todd: (Shaking his head no) No Miss Newell.

Misses Newell goes back inside and feeds the other two toddlers their lunch and she then cleans up the left-overs and then tosses the trash into the compactor. Misses Newell sees that Michelle’s diaper has burst a little bit along the leg elastics in the compactor as she tosses the trash in on top of her before sliding the drawer closed again and relocking it.

Michelle: HEY! Let…me…OUT of here! PLEASE let me out! NO! Don’t shut it!!! NOOO! UH! I will be good, I promise if you let me out!

Misses Newell: If you don’t quite down in there, I am going to run another compactor cycle until you DO! Understand?

Michelle: Yes Miss Newell!

Toddler boy: Misses Newell? Why is that girl in the trash? How come she has such a thick diaper on?

Misses Newell: Well because his mommy wasn’t able to take care of her any more. She had no choice. So her mommy paid me to throw her away.

Toddler boy: Is MY mommy going to do that to me?

Misses Newell: NO sweetie, your mommy loves you and she cares very much about you. You don’t have to worry hon. That won’t happen to you.

When the two toddlers were finished with their food, Misses Newell took the two toddlers over to change their diapers and put them down for naps.

Misses Newell pulled the soaking wet Pampers diaper out from under the first toddler and then she began to wipe him up using a lot of wipes. She deposited the used wipes into the wet Pampers diaper before she opened up the clean Pampers diaper and then putting it on him. Once she was finished, she put him down for his afternoon nap.

Then Misses Newell changed the toddler girl’s diaper and then put her down for her nap.

Once she had finished with both and the two toddlers were fast asleep, she took their diapers to the compactor where she slide it open, tossed the folded over wet diapers into the compactor, on top of Michelle.

Michelle:  Are those diapers wet or messy?

Misses Newell: just…wet.

Misses Newell then puts the diapers onto Michelle’s face with the liners against her face and the wipes falling against her diapered pelvis.

Then Misses Newell emptied the left-overs from Lunch into the compactor with the sticky sandwich halves falling onto Michelle’s stomach and diapers.

Michelle: HEY! That’s STICKY!!!! I can’t get them off me! Can you get those off me please?

Misses Newell ignores Michelle’s pleas as she adds a couple more dirty and messy diapers that were rolled up into the compactor, on top of her diapers.

Michelle: Those SMELL badly!!!! How much longer do I have to be in here?

Misses Newell: Just….a little bit longer…..maybe…a day more.

Michelle: What will happen when it’s time to be taken out of here?

Misses Newell: You’ll go outside into one of the trash cans. I have to close the compactor now and I WILL need to run a couple of cycles….I’m sorry sweetie….

Misses Newell slides the drawer closed and then locks it, then she bends over and starts the compactor. She can hear the low hum of the electric ram coming down and just as she was about to stand back up, she could hear Michelle groaning under the pressure of the compactor. Misses Newell stands up and goes out to look in on the two soundly sleeping toddlers in the living room before going outside in the backyard Where Daniel was still working on chopping wood and Todd was riding around the yard making engine sounds on the toy plastic rider toy.

Misses Newell sees that Todd is having fun entertaining himself….she looks over at the table where Todd had sat to eat his lunch and notices that he too had only eaten half his sandwich and all of his potato chips. Todd still was drinking from his bottle as he played. 

Misses Newell looks at her watch and notices that it has already been 40 minutes since Todd’s last diaper change. She steps out to try to corral Todd so she can go and change his diapers. She stops him from going any further as she helps coax him off the rider toy then takes him by his left hand in her right as she goes and gets his diaper bag then takes him over to the lounge chair so she can change his diapers.

Todd: What are you doing miss Newell?

Misses Newell: I am…Changing your diapers.

Todd: But…I am not wet or messy.

Misses Newell: I know….I am trying to use up as many of your diapers as I can before you go into the trash.

Todd: How much longer will it be until I get thrown away Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Either tonight or after breakfast tomorrow morning. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve.

Todd: What if I try to get out of the trash can Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: If you get out, I will just take you right outside and put you into the daycare trash cans that I can lock. Then you will stay out there until it’s burn barrel time.

Todd: When will that be Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Christmas Evening sometime after all of the wrapping paper and diapers are all ready to be thrown away. After we are done unwrapping presents, there will be a lot of trash so it will be time then.

Daniel Newell comes walking over to where Misses Newell is changing Todd he leans down and gives her a kiss on her left cheek.

Daniel Newell: On Christmas Eve Morning, I will get up nice and early and then I will take you and all of the diapers put them into the nice soaking trough and then I will leave you there until Christmas. What do you think hon; shouldn’t he be thrown away tonight?????

Misses Newell: You’re right sweetie, We should throw him away tonight. Sorry Todd, after dinner you will be going into the trash right after your last diaper change. Don’t worry, I will give you all of the nice, thick and comfy diapers that you want…..even those gross cloth diapers….in fact, Daniel, would you go to the shed, get me six of his cloth diapers and bring them to me please? Thanks hon.

While Daniel goes and gets the cloth diapers, Misses Newell begins to slowly unfasten the tapes on Todd’s still dry NorthShore supreme diaper. She then pulls the front of that diaper down and lays it open flat before unfastening the tapes of his Huggies Overnites diaper. Then she lifts Todd’s butt up with one hand while sliding the diapers out from under him with the other. She then folds the diapers over….semi-encasing the Huggies diaper inside the NorthShore Supreme diaper before she dropped the diapers to her left onto the cement. Then, she reached into the diaper bag, pulled out the last of the Huggies Overnites diapers and the last NorthShore Supreme diapers and then she opened up the thick, bulky white and rather large disposable diaper and then took out the baby powder and she shook a lot of the powder into the diaper. Then, she put the powder bottle down, and then lifted Todd’s butt up again and with the other hand she expertly slid the open diaper under Todd before laying him back down into the thick, bulky powdery diaper.

Then as Daniel brought the six rather thick and pillowy cloth diapers over, Misses Newell grabbed them, and then began to fold them using the airplane fold so that only one end was narrowed so they all fit inside Todd’s disposable diaper. Then she leaned to her left, picked up the baby powder bottle again, then shook a whole lot of the baby powder onto Todd and then into his diapers making SURE she thoroughly coated his entire diapering areas with a thick coating of powder. Then, once she was done laying all of the layers of cloth diapers onto Todd’s Pelvis, she then grabbed the front wings of his already thick disposable diaper and then she pulled it up and then began to smooth and tuck the wings in along each side as she pulled the right leg tapes over and fastened them, then the left one before fastening the top right tape and then the top left tape.

Misses Newell: Daniel hon, Can you please go back to the shed and bring me another one of his unopened packages of the NorthShore Supreme diapers please? I…LOVE…you….

Daniel Newell: Sure thing. I love YOU too baby!

While Misses Newell waits for her sweet and loving and VERY manly husband to come back with the pack of diapers, Misses Newell looks around inside the diaper bag and sees a pacifier, another disposable baby bottle, and a pacifier clip. Misses Newell pulls it out, and visually inspects it before asking Todd if he wants it.

Misses Newell: OOH! Look what I found! Would you…like to have it in your mouth? Otherwise its going right back into the bag and then the bag is going into the trash tonight with any left over clean cloth and disposable diapers still in it.

Todd: Yes Miss Newell, I would.

Misses Newell: Here…you go…Open up…AH! There you go….You look CUTE with the pacifier in your mouth.

Daniel brings the large pack of NorthShore Supreme diapers over and sets them down next to his wife’s left leg.

Daniel Newell: Here you go babe…..is there anything else that you need?

Misses Newell: Yes, I need a dozen more cloth diapers from the box to put into his diaper bag. I am going to use them as wiping rags on him and his sister later on. Then we can use one of these diapers to light to start up the burn barrel.

Daniel Newell: Oh….I gottcha…. Be RIGHT….back.

As Daniel goes over to the shed and gets the handful of cloth diapers and brings them back to his wife, Misses Newell begins to open the package of diapers, taking out four of the diapers at a time and putting them into the diaper bag. Once Daniel puts the cloth diapers down in a pile on the cement, he goes back into the house to go take a shower and clean up.

Then Misses Newell takes out another three diapers and then takes one and starts to open it up. She then lifts Todd’s butt up again and then slides it under him before pulling the front up and fastening the tapes. She repeats this step two more times before she stands up, picks Todd up cradling him in her arms as she carries him into the house and into the bedroom so she can lay him on the bed, and then take out the Christmas Ribbons from the closet. Then she takes out the pair of scissors, grabs a length of thick, red ribbon, and then wraps it around Todd’s waistband then cuts it. She then ties the ribbon semi loosely around his diapered waist and then creates a bow. She then curls the bow nicely.

Then she grabs another length of some thick green ribbon and then wraps it around his leg elastics. She then cuts it and then she ties it then creates a bow and then curls the bow.

She does the same thing on the other side and then she takes out three red, green and gold bows and then sticks one on the front of Todd’s diaper then the other on the butt of his diaper and the other into his hair. She then uses some of the red thin ribbon to tie the bow into his hair.

Misses Newell: There. Now you look like a gift.

Todd: So…who am I being given to?

Misses Newell: The trash can…….

Todd: Wait! Does this mean I am being thrown away now?

Misses Newell: Yes, I am afraid so sweetie. We don’t have anywhere for you to sleep so the trash can is the only place. I wish I didn’t have to do this, but your mom paid us to do it. So it has to be this way. Come with me….it’s trash can time…..

Todd: WAIT! NO! I don’t wanna go! PLEASE! Don’t make me!!!!

Misses Newell picks Todd up and carries him out to the living room and then over to the trash can where she tosses most of the daycare diapers. She lifts the lid that locks, to keep toddler hands out of it, and lays Thickly diapered Todd down on top of the wet and messy diapers inside.

Todd: NOOOOOOO! Let me out please Miss Newell…..

Misses Newell: it’s disposal time now. You are now trash. NO more diaper changes, no more food, no more bottles except for the one that my husband will give you to make you go to sleep in the burn barrel. Bye-bye now……OH…and if you are loud or try to escape, I WILL take you outside and lock you into the metal cans…..do you understand?

Todd: Yes……Miss Newell!

Misses Newell: Good!

With that, Misses Newell put the lid on and then put the lid locks on and then walked away. She went outside to go stuff the cloth diapers into Todd’s diaper bag and as many of his clean and folded NorthShore Supreme diapers as would fit before she slug the bag over her shoulder and then bent over to pick up his still dry, powdery diapers she had taken off of him. She then takes all of that, into the house and over to the trash can that Todd is now in. She then unlocks and removes the lid and then opens the large, thick, white disposable diaper up and lays it across Todd’s face and then she closes the lid and relocks it while Todd mumbles and complains about the diaper being on his face.

Todd: NOOO! Don’t put that on my face!!! STOOOOP!

Misses Newell: GEES! I’ve NEVER heard trash complain SO incessantly before!

Then Misses Newell went back outside to get the remainder of the diapers still left in the package she left outside where she had changed Todd and then picked the pack up and then carried it into the house where she went over to the trash can that Todd was in once again and she unlocked the lid, removed it long enough to toss the still folded, thick, clean, white diapers into the can on top of Todd’s diaper. Then she took his diaper bag off of her shoulder and then put it into the can next to his diapered waist. She then pushed down on the bag so that it would fit down in the can. Then Misses Newell put the trash can lid back on and then relocked it.

Todd: UUUUUH! STOP THAT! Don’t push down on me! UUUUUUH! OUCH!

Misses Newell: Sorry, I have to make room in there for more diapers and trash!

Misses Newell then tosses in a box of Velveeta cheese, some old uncooked shell noodles,

A box, an old baby bottle with the white cap still on it that had some rotten milk in it, and three more folded over dirty diapers to top it all off. She then walks away to the living room where everyone has retired to, to watch  some TV.

As the evening became later and later, it was time for the kids to get their baths and then to bed. Misses Newell cleaned each kid, including their newest addition to their family as well as the toddlers that were going home later than usual due to their parents having a night out for a change. They were coming for their kids after midnight and Misses Newell just wanted to get to bed so she could have the day off from her daycare duties for Christmas Eve.

About an hour goes by and misses Newell gets up from the couch and goes over to check the twins’ diapers. She finds that their diapers are wet enough to warrant changing. So, she goes and gets two diapers, the wipes and some powder and then proceeds to change both of them. Once she was done changing them, she takes both of their semi wet diapers and then folds them over without rolling them up and then gets up and then takes the diapers with the used wipes stuffed inside, over to the trash can that Todd is in.

Misses Newell tosses them in and then walks away because she sees Todd turned over to his stomach and rubbing his diapers back and forth against the other trash and diapers in the trash can. Todd cums a LOT into his diaper and then relaxes before falling asleep.

At around noon the following day, Todd hears footsteps coming towards the trash can.

Then he hears the swinging lid come off and then he feels the trash bag being pulled up.

Todd: HEY! HEY! What is happening?

Misses Newell: It’s time to take the trash out now.

Todd: I was told that I was going to be taken to the trash can but NOT in the trash bag…..

Misses Newell: You’re right, this bag can’t handle your weight. Here, let me help you out for a minute so that I can take the bag and you out to the daycare trash can.

Todd: Can I stay in here until it’s my time misses Newell?

Misses Newell: NO, I’m afraid not honey. Trash has to go outside when the can gets too full. Now are you going to cooperate or not? I can carry you if I have to or you can come willingly.

Todd: What if I DON’T wanna be thrown away?????

Misses Newell: Then I will just CARRY you out to the daycare trash can and then…I will put you in there and then lock the can. You will stay in there until later on today after all of the gifts are opened and there is more trash to take out. Then, my husband Daniel will get you, the diapers and trash all nice and ready for the burn barrel. OK?

You SURE are smelly and filthy now….look at ya….you have something slimy runny down your chest and there are coffee grounds all OVER you, in your hair and in your diapers now too!

Todd: Can you get this off me?

Misses Newell: NO, I’m not. You are just going to have to get used to being like this for the next few hours or so until it’s time to go into the burn barrel.

Todd: but, but, but….it’s COLD out there!!!!

Misses Newell looks around and can’t find anything right away that will keep him warm.

Then misses Newell remembers that the plastics of the diapers trap heat. She reaches down into the trash and pulls out some of his unrolled semi wet and not wet diapers.

Misses Newell: I have a new idea. I am going to wrap some of your diapers around your tummy, back, chest and head. The diapers will keep you warm until its burn barrel time.

Todd: NOOO miss Newell! PLEASE!

Misses Newell: Well sweetie, it’s either you can be cold or I can make you as comfortable as possible while you wait. I’m using your diapers to wrap you with.

I also do not want to see your face. It makes me feel bad for you if I do.

Misses Newell starts to take the unrolled, still dry and partially wet NORTHSHORE Supreme diapers from the trash can and she begins to wrap them around Todd’s waist.

Misses Newell: Sweetie? Raise your arms above your head for me while I get these two diapers wrapped around you….OK hon?

Misses Newell wraps two of Todd’s NorthShore Supreme diapers around his chest then she waits to put the one around his head until Todd is in the trash can, before she tosses the rest of the diapers into the can on top of him.

Misses Newell: OK honey, it’s time to get into the trash can now.

Misses Newell takes a few of Todd’s unrolled NorthShore supreme diapers and tosses them into the can. Then she reaches down into the can, and opens them up so the padding is facing up. Then misses Newell reaches under Todd’s arms and lifts him up and then lays him down onto the open disposable diapers that are nearly at the bottom of the can.

Then, misses Newell takes one of his slightly wet diapers from the trash can she is about to empty and reaches down into the can to put the open diaper around Todd’s face, wrapping it around his head and fastening the tapes to hold it in place.

Todd: HEY! STOP IT! What are you doing??? MMMMMFFFF! MMMMMMFFF!

Misses Newell: There….now it’s time to empty the diaper pail in there….ready? Here…..the dirty diapers…come…….

Misses Newell tips the can over and the avalanche of diapers spill out all over Todd in the can, completely covering him. Once the diaper pail was empty, Misses Newell tossed his diaper bag minus the wipes and the bottle of baby powder and lotion into the trash can along with three packs of his NorthShore supreme diapers, one that was opened and still had ten clean diapers still in it and the two others that weren’t opened at all. Then she put the lid on and locked the lid down tightly, tightening the lid locks with the provided screws like a vice. Then misses Newell went back inside to go deal with Todd’s Sister that was still inside the kitchen compactor.

Misses Newell goes into the kitchen, opens the compactor, checks to see if it is full yet, and being that the load of diapers and trash isn’t full yet, but the load needs four good packing cycles so to fit more in, she decides to run the compactor four more times in a row.

Michelle: UUUUH! STOP! Make it…..STOP!!!! NOOOO! OOOOH! MAN! MY diaper!!! It’s beginning to HURT OOOOOUCH!!! OOOOOOOOUCH! OUUUUCH!!!! UUUUUUG! UUUUUUUH!!!! LET ME OUT please???? STOP THIS!!!! OH……NO!!! NOT again!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

As the second cycle of the kitchen compactor began and the packer came down and pressed very, very, very hard into poor Michelle and the diapers and trash, a couple of the really soaked diapers began to burst under the pressure, causing the wet, swishy, slimy super absorbent gels to gush out of some of the diapers along the leg elastics that were on top of Michelle. Michelle was also covered in coffee grounds, left-over peanut butter and sticky strawberry jelly. By the time the fourth compactor cycle was over, Michelle’s diapers had begun to slightly burst at the sides, some of the semi fluffy padding beginning to be forced out along the leg elastics and the wings.

About two hours go by and misses Newell comes back into the kitchen to toss in some more diapers into the compactor. The diapers were still folded up but now had some jelly stains all over them and they had some strawberry jelly inside them which is why they were being tossed into the compactor along with about six more folded over wet Pampers, a couple of wet, folded over Huggies diapers with used wipes in them, and some Parent’s Choice size five diapers that were wet and being thrown away. Misses Newell began to toss the diapers into the compactor bag with the diapers landing on Michelle’s face and head. AS the diapers settled, a few of them opened up and landed with the wet liners and the wipes facing Michelle’s face.

Michelle: HEY! EEEEW! Please take the diapers off my face….I can’t reach them to take them off Miss Newell.

Misses Newell: Sorry sweetie, you are trash and dirty now…..once the diapers are in there, I’m not taking them out or moving them. They go wherever they go. Right now, there isn’t much room where your feet are…..so….I have to put them over your head now…..I will be running some more compactor cycles in a bit…..you can have a little time to…do whatever you want with the diapers in there….but once the compactor starts, the diapers will probably burst all over you in there…..it won’t be much longer now before you are taken out to one of the daycare trash cans and put in…..sit tight…..

Then Misses Newell slides the door closed and locks it. Then misses Newell walks back to the living room where she has been sitting and playing with her kids……

Inside the compactor, Michelle begins to “wet her diapers” in a special way Michelle begins to moan with pleasure as she rubs the front and crotch of her diapers. Misses Newell hears some sounds coming from the compactor and wonders what the sounds are. SO, she gets up and investigates. She comes into the kitchen and bends over to put her ear against the door of the compactor. She faintly hears the rustling of plastic and the faint sounds of some possible moaning. Misses Newell decides to start another compactor cycle. She leans up slightly, turns a few knobs and then hits the power button then the start button. Then she walks back into the living room.

Michelle lets out a louder moan as she climaxes into her diapers before the compactor blade comes down and starts to press hard into and against her and the diapers.

As the compactor blade comes to full extension, the blade pushes against Michelle’s face and presses the diapers that have their liners against her face, against her facial skin. The wetness and dampness begins to slightly run onto her face and then it becomes sticky and stinky!!! Michelle moans in slight agony as the blade fully extends and then begins to retract.

Michelle: MY…DIAPERS!!! My COMFY, BEAUTIFUL diapers!!!! Make it STOP!!!! That made some wetness get ALL over my face and the gels are all over my chest and now are getting into my nice, comfy diapers!!! Let….me….out!!!! LET….ME….OUT!!!! My diapers are bursting!!!! I PROMISE I’ll be GOOD!!!

When no one came, Michelle simply slumped back and relaxed SO much that she fell into a very deep slumber. Four hours later, Misses Newell came into the kitchen and opened the compactor door. In her left hand, she was holding a soaking wet pull-up with used wipes in it, a small sized rolled-up poopy diaper and one of the empty Pampers diaper packages. As misses Newell slid the door of the compactor open, she tossed the wet pull-up onto Michelle’s head then put the poopy rolled-up diaper right next to her head near where her ears were. Then, misses Newell tossed in six cloth pre-fold diapers that she had used as wiping rags which landed on Michelle’s facial area, right around where her chin was  underneath the two other disposable diapers and her chest before misses Newell slid the compactor door closed again and locked it.

Misses Newell then walked away as misses Newell started another cycle of the compactor.

At around 6:00 pm, Daniel Newell went outside on that brisk Christmas Eve to start loading the burn barrel. Inside the can, Todd had turned over to his tummy and was humping the inside of his semi wet inner, layer of cloth diapers inside the disposable diapers that he was wearing.

The outer thick disposable diaper was still dry and clean yet and had a lot of dried up wetness all over the plastic backing. Todd now also had some dried up poop that had leaked from one of the diapers underneath his head, in his hair, and he had some coffee grounds inside the first layer of disposable diapers he was wearing. The cloth diapers he had on underneath the Huggies Overnites diaper that was still dry were now moist and sticky from all of the times he had cum into them. He was about to unload and spurt another large amount of cum into his cloth diapers when Daniel began to drag the can he was in, over closer to and next to the burn barrel. The loud dragging sound of the bottom of the aluminum trash can against cement startled Todd. Suddenly, Todd sported a SUPER large amount of cum into his cloth diapers. Todd moaned in ecstasy then slumped into a relaxed position as Daniel stopped dragging the can into a position right next to the burn barrel. Daniel then removed the lid locks and set them down near the trash can. Then he removed the lid and then started taking some of the diapers out and tossing them into the barrel. Misses Newell came outside carrying another full daycare can over to the burn barrel.

Misses Newell: Here honey, I am going to bring all of the cloth diapers, plastic pants, and the left over packs of disposable diapers. Do you want his stroller and crib pieces for kindling?

Daniel Newell: Yea, bring them and set them here next to the can. I will put them into the barrel after loading it with the diapers and the boy.

Daniel continues to take diapers from the trash can, tossing them into the burn barrel.

As the load from the can gets lower and lower in the trash can, Daniel gets closer and closer to Todd. Daniel decides to take Todd out before all of the diapers are loaded so that there will be enough diapers to dump on top of him.

Todd: HEY! WHO is this? Let GO of me! What are you DOING?

Daniel Newell: Its burn barrel time kid, I am about to load you into the burn barrel now.

Todd: NOOOO! I’m NOOOOT going IIIIN there!!!! NOOO! STOP! Let…GO of me!

Daniel Newell: Stop resisting! You ARE…going in there whether you like it…or NOT! Now GET over here! HEY! Come here! Where…are you GOING? Get….OVER here!!!

Todd managed to get the diaper that had been wrapped around his head, off during the struggle and then he wiggled free, allowing the diapers that had been wrapped around him, to also fall off, landing to the ground. Todd then began to run around the yard being chased by Daniel.

Daniel Newell: Hey…..ho…ney…..I need your help here. Can you help me catch Todd?

Misses Newell brings the boxes with the cloth diapers and plastic pants over to eh burn barrel, sets them down then goes over to Todd’s right side, cutting him off from running further around the yard near the back wall.

Todd: I WON’T go in that thing over there!!!

Misses Newell: Sweetie, it’s time for your disposal now. WE don’t really WANT to do this but we HAVE to. WE have NO choice! Your mommy doesn’t want you any more and we can’t take care of you either. The ONLY choice left is to dispose of you and your diapers. Now, you can come to me and I will take you over to the burn barrel and put you in there or we can catch you and one of us WILL end up taking you back over there ANY way! Now, come here RIGHT NOW! If you don’t, I am going to SPANK you!

Todd: Can you lay some of MY diapers that you took off me, open in the burn barrel so I have something soft….to lay on?

Misses Newell: ( Nodding and looking up and to her left) We could….do that…yes.

Todd: Can I also have some time to sit in the burn barrel for a while before you do anything?

Misses Newell: (Looking at her husband, Daniel for acknowledgment) I’m….sure we can….arrange that…now, come over here…so we can get this started……

Misses Newell slowly takes one step at a time towards Todd, getting closer and closer before she was able to grab him and lift him up, and cradling him into her arms.

Misses Newell: GOOD boy! Now, let’s get you over there to the burn barrel and tucked nice and comfy inside…shall we sweetie?

Todd: Do we HAVE to? Can we at least wait a day more please?

Misses Newell: NO, sweetie, it’s time for your disposal now……tomorrow, your sister will be disposed of.

Misses Newell and Daniel walk over to the burn barrel, Misses Newell carrying Todd in her arms. Misses Newell puts Todd down onto his feet and then asks Daniel to hold onto him while she opens up some of Todd’s wet and still dry disposable diapers in he burn barrel. Then when she has a bed of opened disposable diapers ready and waiting for Todd, she comes over, picks Todd up and then she lowers him down into the barrel onto his back. Since his legs are dangling over the edge of the barrel, she helps fold them up into an Indian styled position before she leaned back out and stood up-right, gazing down into the barrel for a few seconds before looking over to her right at Daniel who was getting ready to finish loading the burn barrel.

Daniel Newell: Honey? Will you finish loading the diapers into the barrel while I go and get the broken pieces of his crib ready to put into the barrel and open the two cans of Diesel fuel and prepare them for use? I will need you to stand by while I pour this entire can all over the boy, so that he doesn’t try to escape again…..

Misses Newell: Sure, I can do that.

Todd: What…what is happening now????

Misses Newell: My husband Daniel is getting ready to pour in some Diesel fuel all over you and the diapers. He has to bathe you and the diapers in it so that everything will burn down all of the way.

Todd: What IS…that…..“Diesel Fuel….stuff?”

Misses Newell: We use it to help everything burn and to get everything started burning…sweetie.

Daniel comes over with the blue 5 gallon can full of diesel fuel ready to start pouring and misses Newell glances over at Daniel as he takes up a position over Todd’s head alongside the burn barrel.

Misses Newell: Sweetie? I want you to close your eyes now…Daniel is going to start pouring the fuel on you and the diapers now. Don’t worry….it will…feel cold for a few seconds but you will get used to it…..this won’t take long.

Daniel begins to pour the diesel fuel onto Todd’s head and hair while Misses Newell runs her fingers through his increasingly diesel fuel soaked hair as Daniel continues to pour. Then Daniel starts to pour down his face, his chest as Todd spits out some of the fuel that ran into his mouth, leaving a VERY metal-like, very greasy and nasty taste in his mouth.

Todd: BRRRRRR! PPPPUUUA! YUCK!!! Blah! Cough! Cough! MY…EYES!!! I can’t SEE! They BURN bad!!!!

Misses Newell: Yea, don’t worry hon, you won’t need your eyes in a little while….this won’t take long now.

Misses Newell reaches over to the trash can where his diaper bag is still sitting in, and grabs the diaper bag, then opens it up, takes out the cloth diapers that she had put inside and then drops the bag into the barrel between Todd’s legs, into his lap.

She then begins to soak the cloth diapers with the diesel fuel being slowly poured onto Todd and then begins to sponge-bathe him and wipe him from chest to the bottom of his feet with the fuel-soaked cloth diapers, tossing each used diaper where she had used it last, taking a new one to continue wiping him. She and Daniel get to his thickly diapered, ribbon-laden pelvis. Daniel pours the fuel all over Todd’s diapers, as misses Newell wipes the fuel all over them, being sure to get the area between his legs very, very well as Daniel moves the stream of pouring fuel over to that area.

Todd: My Diapers!!! You are wetting my DIAPERS with that stuff! Now they feel all…slimy and greasy!!!!

Misses Newell: yes, I know sweetie, your diapers have to get this stuff soaked into them so they will burn completely…..be patient with us while we get them really nice and soaked well with the fuel…ok?

Daniel Newell: Honey, can you….pull back the waist of his diapers for me so I can soak the inside of his diapers well with the fuel? If I can’t get the inside of his diapers soaked well, with him lying down, I might have to ask you to stand him up…so I can insert the end of the spout into the waist of his diapers in the front, sides and back. In fact, can you stand him up for me?

Misses Newell: Sure…hold on.

Misses Newell reaches down into the burn barrel with her rubber-gloved hands and picks Todd back up and allows his crossed legs to fall into a standing position in the barrel while Daniel walks around Todd, inserting the end of the pour spout of the diesel fuel container that is nearly empty, into Todd’s waistband of his diapers, soaking the inside of his diapers until Todd’s diapers began to leak and fuel ran out of the bottoms of the leg elastics. With the first container of fuel now empty, Daniel goes over to get the second one of the four containers he had brought over to the barrel, to soak the diapers and Todd with and brings it over to finish soaking Todd VERY, VERY well before he stopped pouring, set the container down nearby, and then instructed his wife to lay Todd back down into the barrel while they both finished loading the rest of the diapers into the barrel.

Daniel Newell: OK honey, can you lay him back down in there, then come help me finish loading the barrel with the rest of the diapers?

Misses Newell: Sure thing. Be right….there.

Daniel Newell: Before we forget, can you give him his last bottle? I put it over there near the other two diesel fuel containers…..can you go get it and give it to him?

Misses Newell: Good, I almost forgot too. Sure…

Misses Newell goes over to get the bottle, then she takes it over to the barrel, then leans in, and offers it to Todd.

Misses Newell: Here you go sweetie, this…..is going to be…the LAST bottle you will ever get. It has some sleeping medicine in it so you will be asleep when we start the barrel up. This stuff was a little cheaper than the other stuff we have used on others in the past and the box said that it will take up to 45 minutes to an hour to work. Drink this and then Daniel and I will finish loading and getting you and the diapers ready. Then, once the barrel is ready, Daniel is going to put the locking lid on and then leave to allow the fuel to soak in more and the medicine to work. In about an hour, you will be asleep and Daniel will start the fire….you won’t know what is happening….so this is goodbye….

Todd: Can I do whatever I want while I wait in here?

Misses Newell: Sure…I don’t care….

As misses Newell and Daniel finish loading the rest of the diapers into the barrel, Daniel goes to pour in more diesel fuel onto the diapers as Misses Newell starts putting in the broken pieces of Todd’s crib and a few of the chopped pine logs as kindling on top then misses Newell inserts Todd’s folded and now bent up stroller inside the top end of the barrel before putting a few more logs around and on top of the stroller as Daniel continues to diesel fuel soak the wood pieces, logs and the stroller. Then, Daniel picks the metal lid up that has perforated metal screening in the center, up and then puts it down over the top of the barrel before turning the locks that firmly hold the lid down and in place.

Misses Newell: OK sweetie, we will be back to check on you to see if you’re asleep yet or not in…45 minutes to an hour. Enjoy the diapers in there…….

Both Daniel and Misses Newell begin to move everything they had brought out, back over to a safe distance away from the barrel before going back into the house to clean up and change their clothing. While Todd waited, he got really, really horny again. He decided that he needed to cum again into his fuel-soaked diapers. For some reason, the sliminess of the fuel created a lubrication that made him hornier than he had been in a while. After about 30 minutes, Todd CAME HARD into his fuel-soaked diapers soaking the diapers with SO much cum that the diapers began to get sticky and slimier! Todd began to feel woozier and woozier as the time ticked away. Before he knew it….Daniel had come outside to enjoy a Marlboro cigarette and to check to see if Todd was asleep yet or not. 

Daniel: Todd? Todd? Are you awake?

Todd: (moaning weakly) UUUUUUUUH! UHHHHHHHH!

Daniel: well, I’m going to give you a few more minutes and when I come back out for another cigarette, it will be time to start the fire…..be back in ten minutes to check on you again.

Daniel finished his cigarette and then went back inside for a few minutes before coming back outside for another cigarette. Before Daniel lit the cigarette, he went over to the barrel and opened the lid, and then lifted it a little, pulled out one of  the fuel-soaked cloth diapers, then he took his Zippo lighter, gave it a flick or two, then began to light the cloth diaper on fire. As the diaper began to burn slowly, he tossed it back into the barrel then put the lid down quickly and relocked it. Then he stood back up, and then lit his cigarette before closing the Zippo lighter lid. As the flames began to rapidly engulf the diapers and sleeping Todd in the barrel, Daniel watched as the barrel erupted with hot and almost bright white-tipped flames that were shooting out through the perforated metal screening in the lid. Misses Newell stepped outside to see the status of burning the load.

Misses Newell: I see that you got the load started…..was he asleep when you started it?

Daniel Newell: I assume so since he didn’t answer when I called his name. The first time, he moaned then I came out the second time, he didn’t answer…so I lifted the lid, took one of the cloth diapers on top that you had used as a rag, then lit it, and put the lid back on. One kid down, one more to go…..

The Next two days were spent putting trash and more diapers into the compactor and running multiple compactor cycles. Misses Newell added 12 more diapers to the load in the compactor the first day and 10 more the following day. Misses Newell usually doesn’t roll the wet diapers up but she does roll the messy ones up for disposal.

On the morning of Sunday the 27^th of December, Misses Newell woke up, got dressed, went and changed the kids, brought their diapers into the kitchen, opened the compactor door, put the soaking wet pull-up and the soaking wet diapers in then closed the door and ran two more cycles of the compactor which woke poor Michelle up from her deep slumber, and then got breakfast ready and served for the kids and her husband Daniel. Then misses Newell went into the living room to get her daycare area ready for the six toddlers that were coming over to stay for the day. As each of the parents dropped their toddlers off, left them with enough diapers that they wouldn’t run out, misses Newell had planned some very fun, educational and stimulating activities for the toddlers before lunch time.  As the day progressed, misses Newell tossed in more and more wet and messy disposable diapers and even a few pull-ups. Each one of the wet diapers had wipes in them and were just folded over when she tossed them into the compactor. A couple even opened up and landed with the wet inner liners against Michelle’s head and face.

Misses Newell slid the compactor door open once more after changing four wet diapers in a row, then leaned over slightly and then opened one of the diapers and laid it over Michelle’s face before laying the other three wet diapers on top and on her chest before starting to slide the door closed again.

Michelle: HEY! HEY! WAIT! WAIT! Miss Newell? Why are you laying all of these wet diapers on my face? I can’t move them off! Miss Newell? How much longer will I be IN here???? Isn’t the bag almost full by now?

Misses Newell: You and the load will be going right out to our burn barrel today sometime.

Then Misses Newell slid the door closed again and then locked it before starting another cycle of the compactor. As the cycle of the compactor pushed and pushed harder and harder into Michelle’s diaper and against the diapers that were put in on top of her and her diapers, the diapers that were really soaked began to burst some at the sides and leg elastics, getting of the gooey, slimy gels all over her body and into her diaper. Then one of the leg tapes popped off and stuck to one of the other diapers that were in the compactor. As the cycle retracted and then stopped, Michelle turned over to her tummy and then realized that she was now unable to turn back onto her back. She groaned in frustration that she was unable to move now due to the fact that so much trash was now tightly packed all around her. She was now DEEP down inside the compactor trash bag and covered with everything from spaghetti sauce, spaghetti noodles, coffee grounds, peanut butter and sticky strawberry jelly, French bread crumbs, old pizza pieces and crumbs, as well as wet and slimy diaper gels from her matted and now tangled hair to the bottoms of her feet. A few hours more pass by and misses Newell changes two more diapers…one messy and one soaking wet. She comes back into the kitchen, bringing the two dirty diapers and then opens the compactor again. THIS time, she has also brought some old, dusty, slightly torn up onesies that also had bad spaghetti stains all over them that she took off one of the toddlers and was throwing away, as well as one of the wet cloth diapers that was stinking up one of their diaper bags that the mother must have changed JUST prior to coming there to her home daycare.

Misses Newell had called that parent on the phone to ask them if they wanted to KEEP their cloth diapers and plastic pants, clean and or dirty ones and they told her to just go ahead and throw them away and that they had plenty at home anyhow.

As Misses Newell slide the door open again, she tossed the two dirty diapers in, right by Michelle’s head where there was the most room left. Misses Newell also noticed that Michelle had managed to turn over onto her tummy from the positions of the diapers on top of Michelle in the bag. The bag was starting to burst some now and it was time to take that bag out and put the new bag in. Misses Newell began to pull the top of the bag closed and then she pulled hard on the bag as it began to pull up and out of the compactor. Then she managed to get he bag out and onto the floor without it ripping as she put the full bag aside and then opened up the new bag, then put the new bag inside.

Michelle: Miss Newell? Are you taking me out to eh burn barrel now?

Misses Newell: Yes, I am afraid so.

Michelle: NOOOO! I don’t wanna go! Do I have to?????

Misses Newell: Yes! You have NO choice. You are trash and trash has NO choice!

Michelle: are YOU…going to be the one who loads me into the barrel?

Misses Newell: Yes! I am.

Michelle: Where is…my BROTHER????

Misses Newell: We disposed of him yesterday….there might be some parts of him still left in the barrel from yesterday…..

Michelle: You mean…to tell me…….that I HAVE to go in there with the left over parts of my BROTHER?

Misses Newell: Yes! You do! I’m sorry, but that is the way it HAS to be!

Michelle: Where are you going? Are you just going to…leave the bag and I here????

Misses Newell: Yes! For a little while until I gather up all of the left over wrapping paper, dirty diapers and your left over cloth diapers and clothing.

Misses Newell had carried the bag outside to the back porch and over to the burn barrel where she set the bulging, wiggling bag down right next to the barrel. She then went inside to get her stroller, the two diaper bags, all of her remaining packs of NorthShore supreme overnight diapers, the two boxes full of her Pampers diapers, that had never even been opened, and the bag of her clothing, mostly onesie body suits and a few pretty dresses as well as the dirty t-shirts that she herself had taken off of her when they got wet all the way up the back during a naptime diaper leakage accident.

As Misses Newell came back outside, she also brought a few of the toddlers outside to play in the backyard so that she could watch them also. As Misses Newell opened the boxes of her clean Pampers diapers that had been medically prescribed to Michelle and were being treated as prescribed medications that could NOT be transferred or kept for any reason legally, misses Newell began to rip the clear packaging that was holding the clean and still folded diapers in, open. As a few of the diapers popped out and fell to the ground, landing right next to the barrel, she bent over to pick them up and then she tossed them right into the barrel along with a shower of the other clean and unused Pampers diapers. Then once she was done with that, she opened the compactor trash bag, and then started to toss the handfuls of the dirty, nasty diapers and other trash into the barrel. As more and more of the diapers began to fill the barrel, the bag became emptier and emptier. Once Michelle had been completely uncovered in the bag, Misses Newell reached into the bag and began to get Michelle out from behind her as she had been lying on her belly.

Misses Newell: WOW! You sure are a MESS! You sure smell like wet diapers too! PEW! You have spaghetti sauce all over you, I see that you have coffee grounds all over you, and what’s this? It looks like you have another diaper hanging from the leg tapes of your diaper too! Your hair has strawberry jelly and noodles and diaper gels in it! WELL, time to get you into the NICE and comfy burn barrel now. Would you like to lay on your tummy or your back in the barrel?

(Asked Misses Newell as she held Michelle dangling over the opening of the barrel.)

Michelle: I don’t WANNA go in there!!!! PLEASE! Don’t MAKE me go In there!!! Can’t I…just be….cleaned up or something?

Misses Newell: NO, sorry, it’s burn barrel time now hon. Do you want to be on your back like your brother was or on your tummy?

Michelle: UUUUH! OK, OK! My TUMMY then!

Misses Newell: In ya go then…..O….K. There…..comfy? I put some diapers down over what is left of your brother so you don’t have to see that and so you will be more comfy until I get the load started.

Michelle: It sure…is COLD out here!!! BRRRRRRR!!!! (Shaking and shivering slightly)

Misses Newell: Yes, I know sweetie, I am trying to get this done as quickly as possible.

Michelle: Miss Newell? Did YOU….HAVE to…run that compactor right before taking me out here? My leg tape is stuck to another one of my icky, slimy diapers that has food all over it!

Misses Newell: Yes hon. I did. I had to get as many diapers as I could into that bag so that they would all fit in there.

Misses Newell picks up the bag with all of her cloth diapers, plastic pants and some of her specially prescribed and custom-made onesies that had been prescribed to her by her former doctor, and starts to empty and shake the bag’s contents into the barrel on top of Michelle so that she can be a little warmer as she finishes loading the rest of the dirty diapers, clothing and even the clean Pampers and the packs of her NorthShore diapers in there on top of her.

Michelle: HEY! Why are you putting all of those nice, clean Pampers in here on me????

Misses Newell: honey? They are trash now! Since they were prescribed to you by your doctor, the law says that I can’t keep them and they MUST be destroyed once we no longer need them and you no longer need them since you are here in my burn barrel.

Michelle: Why must my onesies be tossed in here too? What about my cloth diapers and plastic pants???? How come THEY are in here?????

Misses Newell: Same reason. They were all prescribed to you. Anything that was prescribed to you, like your stroller, your crib, the diapers and clothing, ALL, ALL of it must be destroyed with you. It’s ALL trash now!

Michelle: Am I going to feel the fire as it burns me?

Misses Newell: I am afraid so. We ran out of the sleeping medicine we use when we put trash like you into the barrel. So I’m sorry about that…..but I have to do it this way I am afraid. I have NO choice! You won’t feel it for too long though…..and you won’t be cold any more either.

Just then, one of the toddlers misses Newell was watching came over to see what misses Newell was doing.

Toddler: What are you doing Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: I am…burning the garbage sweetie.

Toddler: I saw you put that messy, dirty diapered girl in there. Is SHE garbage too?

Misses Newell: Yes, I am afraid she is hon.

Toddler: Is this how you dispose of my dirty diapers? Will YOU do that to me?

Misses Newell: No, I won't do that to you. YOU are NOT trash sweetie.. Yes hon, it is. I need to finish getting the trash ready to be burned now. Why don’t you go back over there and go play with the others for a bit, ok sweetie? I will get you all a NICE treat after I am done here…ok? Thank you sweetie…..

Michelle: HEY! What are…you DOING to my stroller??? It’s NOT trash!!!

Misses Newell: I am afraid it is now. It HAS to go in there with you so I am breaking it up and banding it so it will fit.

As Miss Newell continued to break the stroller and bend it up so it would fit into the barrel, Michelle tried to get out of the barrel.

Misses Newell: HEY! GET back in there!!! Where do YOU think you are going???? (Misses Newell drops what she is doing and goes over to force Michelle back into the barrel) 

Michelle: I don’t WANNA be burned!!!! I don’t WANNA be trash!!!! I want my wet diapers changed!!!!! I’m….all…DIRTY and stuff!!!!

Misses Newell: WELL, I told you, you and I do NOT have a CHOICE here! Now…get RIGHT back in there or I will be giving you…a NICE and hard spanking!!!! YOU don’t want THAT now…do ya?

Then as SOON as Michelle was forced back down into the middle of t he load in the burn barrel, misses Newell stuck the locking lid on and then finished bending nad breaking the stroller up. Then she opened the locking lid just enough to stick the pieces of her stroller in. Then she put the remaining now loose clean Pampers into the barrel then the packs of her NorthShore diapers as well as the bags of her clothing before she removed the lid, set it aside then leaned over the pile in the barrel to pack it all down nice and tightly to make more room for the kindling and logs.

Michelle: UUUUUH! OUCH! What…are…you DOING! UUUUH! That HURTS a little!

Misses Newell: Sorry! I have to make room now for the kindling and the logs….

Then, as Misses Newell used her body weight to hold the load down, she began to reach down and put in the pieces of her once pretty custom-made crib as kindling before adding a few logs on top. Then misses Newell got back onto her feet and then went over to the three five gallon containers of diesel fuel and then she picked the first one up and carried it over to the burn barrel. She popped the lid on the pour spout then she began to pour the diesel fuel all over the wood and the diapers below. As she poured, the fuel began to rush in and drip and flow all over the diapers inside. The more she poured, the more it flowed down further into the load.

Michelle: HEY! HEY! That’s COLD and WET! It stinks too! What IS that stuff??? EEEW! It’s all…slimy and oily!!!! GROSS!!! Get it OFF me!!!

Misses Newell: I am soaking you and the diapers with this stuff so that you will burn better hon, and there is going to be more of it being poured in there too in just a few. Then it will be time to start the load…ok? Is there….anything you’d like before I do that?

Michelle: Can you please…at LEAST soak the inside of my diapers and my hair well? I don’t want anyone seeing anything left over like my brother was! Can I also get you to wipe some of the wet diapers all over me please? I think I have begun to LIKE the smell of them!

Misses Newell: (Thinking for a few seconds) Sure, I can do that….I will make sure that your diapers get extra soaked with the fuel.

Misses Newell then moved a few of the now fuel-soaked diapers aside so to expose Michelle’s dirty, slimy diaper, then she started to stick the end of the spout down into the waistband of her diaper as she poured the fuel in, thus soaking the inside of Michelle’s diaper with the fuel.

Michelle: BRRRR! That stuff is COOOOOOLD!!!! It’s running down the back of my diaper and I can feel it leaking now out the back of my diaper!!!!

Misses Newell: GOOD! Then your Pampers below you will get a nice soaking with the stuff too! Now…hold still for me a few…minutes longer until I can also soak your hair and chest…..

Misses Newell soaks Michelle’s hair super well with the remaining diesel fuel before she moved and tucked some more of the diapers back into place over the entirety of Michelle’s body and diapers. Then Misses Newell goes to get the second container of diesel fuel and brings it over to the barrel to start further soaking everything more.

As she pours, she hears Michelle complaining that she is wet and slimy and that her once comfy diapers are now beginning to balloon.

Michelle:  WAAAAAAA!!! WAAAAAA! My COMFY….DIAPERS!!!! STOP IT!!! STOP IT!!!

As the diesel fuel drips and flows down and soaks into the diapers that are open, they too begin to start ballooning up. Then misses Newell goes over to where Michelle’s head is and begins to really, really soak Michelle’s long hair and her head well with the diesel fuel. As the container gets about half empty, she stops pouring for a bit and then puts the locking lid back on the burn barrel then she locks it and then puts the diesel fuel container back over at the storage area at a safe distance away from the barrel. Then misses Newell calls all of the toddlers into the house for a bit and gets them started on watching a Disney film until she knows that they are occupied enough that she can go out and get the load of trash started. Once she gets the movie started, she sits and waits near the door so that she can sneak out for a minute or two to light the trash load.

While misses Newell is inside, Michelle starts to reach into her diaper and starts to play with herself because the sliminess of the fuel-soaked diapers feels SO nice to her…..and as misses Newell comes outside to light the barrel, she lifts the lid and sets it down and then grabs one of the diesel fuel-soaked cloth diapers and then starts to light it. She hears Michelle in the barrel having some FUN….but it is past time now to start the load.

AS Michelle climaxes, Misses Newell tosses the lit cloth diaper into the barrel! The barrel then takes a few minutes to start burning. Misses Newell goes over to the container and puts the locking lid on and makes sure it’s locked. Then she walks back towards the house. AS she is heading towards the house, she pauses, and then turns around only to hear Michelle start screaming because the barrel has fully erupted in intensely hot flames!!!

Misses Newell then turns and goes back inside, closing the sliding porch door closed.
Michelle screams in utter agony for a little while as the hot flames lick at her fuel-soaked diapers before she passes out and lays quiet as the flames fully burn everything in the barrel! 

A few hours go by and misses Newell goes outside to check the barrel. The barrel seems to have burned everything pretty well but it still needs another hour or so of hot flames to turn everything into ashes. So misses Newell takes some oven mitts and then unlocks and opens the metal lid of the burn barrel, then sets it aside. Then she takes a few more logs and adds them into the barrel before she also empties a few more of the left-over packs of Pampers and the last two packs of NorthShore diapers before she puts the lid on again and relocks it. She then walks back into the house and attends to the other toddlers as they watch the movie.

Until the next story……..