It was a warm summer afternoon and Omar Cano Cruz Soto couldn't be a sheriff any longer, and was not even allowed to be a security guard. He had to make a living there somehow.....so.....he went to the San Luis Trash company in town and became a trash man. It wasn't long before he began to offer people he didn't like, or want there, a means to an end. Omar Soto, got to drive the San Luis Colorado rear-loader garbage truck now, often running a couple of Costilla County routes by himself. This route included four daycares and six homes that threw a ton of stinky diapers away.
*His Royal Highness despises writing this stuff, makes me want to take ten showers, however, there ARE and have been, more than several "people" within "The Vatican" whom have done this yet their details have never, ever made it out into the public! What of the former lives of the missing children? These things.....MUST be said!
**This Story is a "Creative Expose" based loosely on actual facts found via the web and other "raw" sources of information. The subjects dealt with here, may NOT be suitable for all audiences. The names have been changed not to "protect" identities, rather, so as to foster creativity in the expose.
Written by: His Royal Highness, Prince Adam Bin Alwaleed
A creative "Expose" on actual events that have historically occurred and still occur today.
Joshua was brought to the Vatican as an Orphan. He was just 1 year old when he arrived. As soon as he arrived, two men came into the nursery to meet him. The two men seemed....very excited, in a very intense and unusual way, to see Joshua.
Dark-Haired Priest: Hi there, how would you like to come with me and I will get you a.....nice, comfy diaper change....huh? I will even give you some yummy candy after that for being such a good boy.
Then, my friend Tom, will want to meet you and spend some time with you.
The dark-haired priest picked Joshua up from in the crib and then carried him over to one of the changing tables. He laid Josh down and began to unsnap the buttons in the crotch of his onesie before he began to roll the flaps of the onesie up and out of the way. Then, excitedly, he began to shake and tremble as he began to slowly and carefully pull the tapes off the diaper as he unfastened it. Once he got the tapes unfastened, the Priest began to wipe Joshua's pelvis off with some of the baby wipes. He used quite a few of the wipes to "thoroughly cleanse" Joshua's penis and crotch. This made the priest really sexually excited! He began to drop the used wipes into the wet diaper as he continued to "thoroughly clean" Joshua's penis and crotch. Then, the priest pulled his pants down and began to use a few of the wipes to....."clean" his own penis off....
Priest: See Joshua? This...is how we clean you. I am going to get you all nice and dirty in a minute and I will make sure you are nice and clean.....ok? Do you....like it when I clean you like this? I like it....you are such a good boy! I like nice, good, little clean boys.
Joshua looked around the room, looking at all of the artwork on the vaulted and arched ceilings as the Priest stuck his index fingers into the boy's anus a bunch of times then stuck his penis in as far as he could without tearing the boy up too much......The Priest exclaimed "Oh.......MY........GOD!!!!" as he climaxed into the boy's anus. As the Priest cleaned himself up super well and then cleaned Joshua up well, he patiently put a nice clean and dry diaper on Joshua before making sure to roll up the wet diaper with all of the wipes in it before tossing the diaper down a trash chute that was large enough to put an entirely full 100 gallon trash bag into. The Priest then looked at Joshua as he watched what happened with his diaper.
Priest (bending over to Joshua's level) One day soon boy, you too....will join the trash down one of those chutes. For now, you are our little.....clean boy......now.....it's time to go.....see Tom.....ok?
The Priest then led Joshua down a long hall which ended at two large wooden doors. The priest led Joshua through the door and up a couple of stairs which then went through an arched doorway where the "Sunday School Nursery" was. Next to the door to the Nursery, was another room. It was an office. The priest led Joshua into the office and over to the front of a desk where another man was sitting behind it. The man saw the other priest with Joshua and then stood up and then came around to the front of the desk before crouching down to his level.
Tom: Well.....hi there little man, did my.....friend....get you all....nice and cleaned up? You look good....
Tom gave a nod to go ahead and leave Joshua with him then the priest left.
Tom: How......would you......like to go into the nursery and find some.....nice toys to play with? Yeah? I will take you......
Tom, takes Joshuah into the nursery, which was empty at this time, to go "play" together. Tom opens the nursery door and Joshua is led in. Tom begins to take Joshua over to remove his clothes so that he can be.... more.....comfortable. Tom liked how Joshua looked in just his diaper. Tom also knew.....that Joshua belonged to no one for he was an orphan, one which the Varican cared for and watched out for. As Joshua played, Tom knew that Joshua would eventually wet his diaper. Tom had been handed Joshua's diaper bag which had diapers, wipes, a couple of pacifiers and a couple of bottles. Joshua wasn't yet off the bottle nor wanting to be toilet trained yet. He seemed too comfortable wearing his diapers. Tom got Joshua to do...certain poses for him which to him, seemed.....sexy yet.....not too obviously unusual. Tom and his fellow priests, all knew that once they were "done" with Joshua, they would end up having to.....get rid of Joshua. In the past, six others had been discretely "disposed of" without anyone noticing.
It was just a matter of time before Joshua would end up going down one of the many trash chutes or being taken directly to the furnace room for immediate disposal.
The trash chutes all led down to the furnace room and a couple led directly into the furnace itself. Two years prior, Jason, a bright, young 8 year old that didn't start out wearing diapers until after he became the favorite boy-toy of choice. Jason ended up being stuffed down into one of the trash chutes and eventually ended up inside the furnace being burned to ashes so as to hide the evidence.
Daniel, another teenager whom was rebellious, was also an orphan and still, was one of the favorite toys whom ended up needing to wear diapers after just a few months after being there at the Vatican. Tom knew that it would only be....a few months before "they" all grew tired of Joshua and "they" would get in MORE new "toys". In fact, a girl was coming soon to be "cared for" by the Vatican. She was another Chilean girl whom had been kidnapped from her very impoverished family and then sold and transported to the Vatican quietly, through their tidy little network of Elites.
Tom sat in the chair, watching Joshua play with the little cars and trucks, waiting patiently until Joshua wet his diaper.
Tom, loved how the wet diapers smelled from little boys whom drink milk. The way the squishy diapers felt on his penis....and his fingertips. He also enjoyed cleaning the boys up well after a thorough diaper change. Tom, loved how the boys fought back too! NOTHING.....turned him on MORE! In a matter of an hour and 45 minutes, Joshua needed to have his diaper changed again.
Tom, got Josh back up and onto the diaper changing table, fastened the strap across Joshua's chest so he couldn't roll off much less move much during the diaper change. Tom patiently began to remove the tapes of Joshua's diaper before pulling the front of his wet diaper down, revealing what he thought to be....."exquisite assets."
Tom excitedly lifted Joshua as he pulled the diaper out from under him.
Tom: You.....have.....some of....the best....looking....parts I have seen. Wanna.....be a.....good little boy.....for me and make me....happy? You....want me to be.....happy.....don't you?"
Joshua nodded as Tom, set the wet diaper aside.
Tom: Well, just seeing you in your.....diapers makes me....nice....and horny! I LOVE when you have saggy diapers on too. I am going to make....sweet love to you boy!
Tom gets his pants down, revealing his large erection. He fingers Joshua's anus before inserting his own penis into Joshua. Then, after a few minutes, Tom climaxes and removes his penis. He then begins giving oral sex to Joshua for 15 to 20 minutes before Tom puts his pants and underwear back on. Then Tom took Joshua to some showers where both Tom and Joshuah both took a shower together. Tom lovingly washed Joshua's body off before washing that if his own. Afterwards, Tom towel-dried Joshua off and then himself before Tom diapered and then dressed Joshua into a white robe. Then, Tom put Joshuah into a thick disposable diaper underneath the robe before picking him up and carrying him, arm under diapered bottom, out of the play-room and then to a daycare. Tom brought Joshuah into the Vatican Daycare room and then left him there for the rest of the day.
Scenario1: It was a Warm Saturday morning when Adam awoke. His disposable diaper was soaked and as Adam yawned, stretched then began getting out of bed, he reached over to take out one of his clean disposable diapers, from the package sitting on the floor near his bed. Adam gets up and grabs the clean diaper from the package, then sits back down then lays down on his bed so he can begin changing his diaper. Adam gets done changing and gets dressed. Just as he finishes getting dressed, he receives a knock at his door. Adam goes to open the door. It's the trash man. Trash Truck Driver: Hello, You're.....Adam right? Adam: Yes, I am.....AH yes! I...think I know what this is about..... Trash Truck Driver: You....DO huh? Well.....I've come to let you know that the owner of our company has accepted your payment for trash service. He and we understand that you and a bunch of your......diapers will be in your trash this coming week. We come by on Fridays to collect trash. We brought four 97 gallon trash cans for you to use until you call us to come pick you and your.....diapers, trash and what-not up. You said you would be wearing just a diaper when you get into one of the 97 gallon trash cans. That is fine. I....will be your driver till I get you and the load to the Trinidad landfill. I personally don't care what.....you have on OR not. Once.....you are in one of the cans......you....are trash.....ok?
Adam: O...K....good. Now.....how many compactor cycles do you usually run on each load of trash? Trash truck driver: As.....many as are needed. Now....I am dropping off the three 97 gallon trash cans for you. Adam: (Stepping outside to see the cans.) OH....great! Thanks. Are there.....any.....daycares that you stop at along your route that are back-to-back? Trash truck driver: Yes.....there are. I have five of them. I would stop at the first one right.....after leaving your stop. Adam:: Good. Does...it matter what I am wearing when you....dump me into the truck? Trash Truck Driver: Nope! I...don't care.....once you're in the trash can, you're trash and I am there to....collect you and your diapers. Now, gotta go......give us a call 24 hours in advance when you're ready for collection.... bye now. The trash truck driver leaves as Adam grabs one of the toters and begins to fill it with the loose, folded over, wet disposable diapers he has a lot of. The first toter becomes very, very full. Then Adam grabs the second toter and then begins to fill that one up with cloth diapers and disposable diapers that are wet.
Once the second toter is full, Adam grabs the third toter and begins to fill that one. There are just enough diapers to fill the third toter a quarter of the way full.
Then, Adam goes back inside, wearing only a thick, bulky disposable diaper so he can get changed by one of the two care nurses.
One of the care nurses is also a daycare worker by day. She runs a home daycare and on weekends, she has no clients.
Mandy: Sweetie? Why don't you come to my house this weekend so that I can take care of you? There are plenty of things to do there and I have plenty of diapers there. Don't worry, I will bring some of your diapers with us....
Adam: Um....sure. That sounds nice. I would appreciate that.
Mandy: (Talking to a man driving a pickup truck) Could....I get you to bring the....toters over to my house and we can throw him and his diapers away there. When it's time....I will call the trash company to come take everything away.
Man in pickup truck: Sure. I will meet you at your place in an hour.
Mandy: Sounds good. Thank you.
Man in pickup truck: No.....problem. The Man in the pickup truck left to get the toters and then bring them to Mandy's house while Mandy, gathered up some of Adam's clothing and two of his diaper bags which still had some of his clean diapers and wipes in them, then she coaxed Adam out to her vehicle, put him into the back seat, before putting Adam's things into the back. Mandy then.....got into the driver's seat, started her vehicle and then drove to her house, 23 miles away.
Along the way, Mandy began telling Adam about her house and what she did there.
Mandy: Adam, I...am SO glad.....to have you at my place. I....run a home-based daycare for those whom need my services. I see that you.....wear diapers......well, I am going to make sure that you have nice, dry, comfy diapers on at all times until it is time for your disposal. OK? Now, how about.....something to drink? Adam: UM...OK.....I'd like some......water or some.....whole milk please. Mandy: Sure.....coming right.....up. Mandy goes to the refrigerator and gets the milk out, then she goes to the cupboard and takes out a tall plastic tumbler which she fills up with milk. She then brings the tall tumbler over to Adam and hands it to him. Mandy: Here you....go hon.....now....drink ALL of it......so that you can give us more....wet diapers to dispose of.....OK?
It had been a financially rough year for Frankie and Mark, Parents of an eighteen year old boy who was still in diapers and was still the size of a 5 year old. Frankie signed their son up to be used at a diaper testing lab who offered to pay weekly money to Frankie to use in diaper tests as well as other product tests.
Frankie and Mark had been taking their diapered son back and forth to the labs and back on a weekly basis and after a while..... she grew tired of driving back and forth. Both Frankie and Mark got together and talked about giving their son to either the labs or to an orphanage. Frankie called the labs and asked them if they wouldn't mind taking their son for an extra week. They usually weren't able to do this however, seeing that they needed all of the test subjects they could get that they don't mind getting really dirty and smelly, the labs arranged to hold onto Casey while they put him and his diapers through many, many tests. Casey was among a small group of diaper testers that were kept in the diaper test labs as they were used to test diapers daily and weekly. Casey, was also used to test sunscreen, various types of lotions, perfumes, colones and even cleaning products as well as detergents. When Casey wasn't testing diapers, he was testing other things. Casey wore diapers 24/7 and everyone who worked with him, kept him in diapers. One day, someone in a suit and tie came to see how everything was doing. The man in the suit asked if it would be OK if some of the test subjects could be taken elsewhere and used in other tests. Since most of the test subjects in the room actually belonged to the labs, the lab techs didn't mind.
The man ordered the test subjects he was taking, to get dry diapers before he took them.
Man in Suit: Give my test subjects nice and dry diapers before I take them please, I don't want their diapers leaking during transport.
Lab Nurse: Certainly.....will do. OK, ladies? I have a couple of test subjects that need diaper changes....then they are going to be taken to be tested.....elsewhere in our facility. We get them back after they are done. Pick a test subject and change them. Have them ready here in 15 minutes.
The diaper changing nurses begin going over to the selected test subjects and conducting diaper changes on each subject before each changed subject was lined up and made to stand near the door as they awaited transport over to the next testing area.
The man in the suit came back shortly with two women whom guided all of the test subjects over to the testing room where each test subject was put up onto a large countertop and made to lay down on their back. Arlen and Casey were placed next to one another on the countertop on their backs while they both got secured to the countertop.
Arlen: Hi....I'm Arlen.....what's your name?
Casey: Ca...sey....Why are YOU here?
Arlen: My mom and dad left me at some.....daycare that says they are going to.....throw me away after these people are done.....testing me.
Casey: Yes.....that....is what they do to us. I....got dropped off here by my mom because she can't diaper me anymore. Now.....these people own me and I heard......that once they can't use any of us anymore, they take us to where they put the test-diapers and throw us AND everything of ours........away! Even......leftover test diapers!
Arlen: Really? They......do all that?
Casey: Yes.....they.....DO! I....watched someone take one girl they had tested and she was.....covered in some....blue stuff that made her look....blue! Her diaper looked clean.....when they took her away.....I never saw her again after that.
One of those......boys over there......took her place......
Arlen: Do.....I....have to be taken away.....like.....them?
Casey: Does this.....place own you?
Arlen: Noooo.....I get taken back to the......daycare each day.....
and brought back.
Casey: Then.....they may do something different with.....YOU....oop......it's time to get our test diapers put on.......
The Lady with the white lab coat on came over and began unfastening the tapes of Casey's diaper before lifting him up and pulling the diaper out from under him. She put the diaper she took off, on Casey's chest while she opened the test diaper, slid it underneath his bottom before slowly pulling the diaper up between his legs and fastening the tapes. Then, the same lady came over and stood between Arlen's legs before unfastening the tapes of his diaper and pulling it out from under him, folding it over and laying it on his chest.
The lady.....opened up a thick, crinkly white diaper with blue sides on it....and then she quickly slid it under him before reaching over Arlen's head to insert a tube along side of his penis. Then, once the tube was velcroed in place, she dropped in two blue dye gel packs before she pulled the diaper up and fastened the tapes.
The lady went down the row of boys and the one girl on the long countertop, changing diapers and inserting tubes and a few blue dye gel packs into their diapers as quickly as possible.
Once she was done, she walked over to Casey and then ran her index fingers along Casey's leg elastics before she pushed a button on the wall just over his head. A cold and wet liquid began to fill his diaper.
A few seconds later, the lady flipped Casey over onto his belly so she could see the back of his diaper.
It had not yet leaked. She noted that on the test notes on the clipboard above him.
Then the lady flipped Casey back over onto his back before another woman came in carrying another newer pack of diapers needing tested. The diapers were brought over to the stack of packs of test diapers in one corner of the test lab. The dark-haired boy third to last in the row on the testing counters had his wet diaper changed and he got another test diaper put on him. Then, another blue dye pack was put into his diaper to show where the leaks were....he was then given a lot of liquid to drink as the test continues. It wasn't long before the dark-haired boy soaked his diaper and it finally leaked. The diapering Tech came over to check on where the leaks were and make notes on the clipboard before changing the boy's diaper.
Then, the diapering tech picked the boy up and put him right into one of the large, deep diaper pails along with the two test diapers he had on, for disposal. The diapering tech used both her hands to push down on the boy she had put into the diaper pail so as to try to make more room for more diapers, seeing as how the diaper pail was quickly filling up. The diaper pails would fill up every two hours after each of the tests. This was usual during each day. The janitorial cleaning crews would come in and take the loads of diapers in the diaper pails to the furnace room where they would leave them on a large pile on the floor near the furnaces. Sometimes, when there were too many diapers, one of the janitorial crew would come and load some of the diapers into a janitorial trash cart, and take them and any diapered trash to the stationary compactor that would crush the diapers into a neatly packed cube that would easily fit into the furnace.
Dark-haired boy: Miss! Uuuuuuuuh!!!! Hey! Miss??? Why am I being put into this.....diaper pail?
Diapering Tech: Because, we....are done testing on you. Since you.....and the diapers legally belong to the diaper factory, they told us to throw away all leftover packs of diapers AND the diaper testers after we were done testing.
Dark-haired boy: Wait! Wait!!! Please! Don't throw me away! Where......am I being taken after this?
Diapering Tech: (looking at watch) In about.... oh....an hour or less, the.... cleaning ladies will come to take the trash out and from what I hear, the diapers and trash, like....you, go to a large compactor that.....will crush the diapers into a NICE cube that will later go into one of our furnaces which generates electricity for the diaper factory and our testing labs.
There.....are certain diapers that they don't want burned here....those wearing these diapers and the diapers that can't be burned here, go out to the alley and get put into the blue and white toters for a collection truck to take away.
Dark-haired boy: Am I.....going to that.....burning thing here.... or....out to the blue and white thing?
Diapering Tech: I....don't know. Whatever it says in your file, is what will happen. I....don't have your......file here with me.
Diapering Tech: (To the boy next to The Dark-haired boy) OK.....I need to give you......the next test diaper. This.....one.....we have to...field-test in our....playground.
Sandy-Haired boy: I....get to go out to the playground?
Diapering Tech: Yes.....long enough to give these diapers a good testing. Then, you come back inside, get changed again, then, we have to.....pressure-test your diaper to see if it leaks under normal pressure. After that, you.....get to be....thrown away.
Sandy-Haired boy: Huh? Wait......Please! Don't throw me away! Where am I.....going? To that....burning place like you told that.....other boy or....into the...blue and white things?
Diapering Tech: (Reaching over to the clipboard to read the boy's files) Um....let me....see here.....you...are going......into the furnace I am afraid.
Sandy-Haired boy: How long will it....be until.....I get put...into that....burning thing?
Diapering Tech: Usually, if there aren't a lot of diapers, you would go in right away, some time today. However, this week, we have thrown a lot of diapers and test subjects away. You.....could be there for.....a few days.
Sandy-Haired boy: Do.....they....care if I am......awake, asleep or not? What about.....my onesies and clothing?
Diapering Tech: Everything you have on and came with, that was used in tests, goes in with you. No.....nobody cares if you are awake, asleep or not. When....it's time to load the furnace, you go in.....awake, kicking and screaming, or.....asleep.
Now.....time to get you.....into this....NICE......comfy, very....thick.....disposable diaper. It may....be.....your last diaper change.
The diapering Tech changed the Sandy-Haired boy's diaper then left the diaper that was taken off, in the diaper pail before taking the Sandy-Haired boy out to the playground to test the diaper's absorbency under "normal" pressures and stresses.
As the Sandy-Haired boy moved and was sat onto the slides and swings, his diaper began to leak blue dyes and red dyes. The dyes showed where the liquids flowed under pressure and took the path of least resistance out of the diaper.
Once the field tests were done, the Sandy-Haired boy was brought back into the lab where he was placed onto the diaper changing and testing counter. Then the diapering tech came over with another test-diaper to change him into.
Diapering Tech: Well.....one....more test honey and it's going to be time to.....throw you....and the diaper away. This....may be....your last diaper.
Sandy-Haired boy: May I....choose what diaper I get after the test is over?
Diapering Tech: No, sorry, if....you want to....play with the diapers in the pails, we don't care. You get this diaper and....that's it. I won't see you again unless I toss one of the diapers into your pail.
The diapering tech finishes changing the Sandy-Haired boy then puts him down onto his feet and walks him over to a building across from the labs on the same lot and ad they enter the building, a security Guard asks the diapering tech to show her ID badge. She does and the Sandy-Haired boy and the diapering tech walk over to an area where there are various types of small, medium and large machines and hydraulic press tables. Near one of these machines, was a row of large steel cribs that had some thickly diapered test subjects in them, waiting to get tested. There was an empty crib near the beginning on the row of six cribs. The diapering tech escorted the Sandy-Haired boy over to the empty crib, helped him into it, before raising the side, locking the tall sides and then walking away. The cribs all had fixed steel tops on them, sort of like steel cages with plastic mattresses in them that had different prints.
The Sandy-Haired boy looked around and saw various boys and girls with their legs dangling from the edges of tables and a few with their diapers unfastened and lowered, being tested by one to three people in white lab coats. The Sandy-Haired boy noted the few dried up diapers in the far back corner of the crib he was in. He wondered why the diapers were there. Then, two of the men in lab coats began to walk over to one of the machines carrying a dark-haired boy wearing a very thick and crinkly disposable diaper. He seemed too occupied with protests to notice that the machine he and a couple of dozen disposable diapers were going into, was a stationary compactor hopper.
Dark-haired boy: Nooooo! Nooooo! Quit! Put.....me....down! Let....GO of me! Stop! I....don't....wanna go in there! Yuck! Stop....it!
Dark-haired man in lab coat: Ok.....time for you....to be compacted. This.....is where.....we squeeze the.....piss out of your diapers! Then, after a certain weight is reached, the floor slides open and you....and these....diapers will drop down into a chute that puts everything RIGHT....into the large furnace. It's nearly a direct feed! A valve opens up every so often and let's a certain amount of diapers and trash in. It....should take....oh.....about three hours to....get you and these.......diapers into that nice.......warm furnace. Ok.....it's crushy-crushy time!
The man in the lab-coat starts the crusher cycle and then the diapers in the crusher hopper begin to bunch up, and begin to press against him and his diaper, causing his wet, bulging, saggy diaper to begin bunching up between his legs, spreading his legs apart. The padding of the boy's diaper began to feel as if it were going to burst from the inner liner of his diaper as the compactor continued it's cycle. Then, as the compactor retracted, the diapers began to spring back into shape, some of the diapers stayed in their crushed up forms. Then, some more diapers were added to the hopper from a large and overflowing 32 gallon can. Then, another 32 gallon can of more diapers was added before the compactor started again. The boy's diaper began to get the diapers that had been pressed against him as well as the new loads of diapers pressed against him and now, the pressure felt as if it was more than it was before! The boy groaned as he was now being forcefully pressed against the diapers that had been inside the container already. As the boy had his head and face firmly embedded into the plastic and padding of the other diapers, the squishy padding of his diaper began to slowly ooze from the leg gathers as the squishy, slimy wet disposable diaper fluff oozed like oatmeal from a zip-loc bag under pressure.
Soon, the dark-haired boy was pushed nearly against all of the diapers that had been loaded in before him and he was having his face pressed into the plastic backing of diapers as well as into the open padding of others as they curled around his head and face. The compactor kept running every 15 minutes or so with more.....and more diapers being loaded in. Then, as soon as the compactor seemed to be packed out, the compactor stopped, and about two hours later, a low-toned whining was heard and as the smooth, stainless steel floor slid out from underneath the dark-haired boy and all of the test diapers, the dark-haired boy could feel the floor moving and the vibrations as the compactor blade underneath him, began to retract so that the loads could fall down into the funnel chute that would drop certain amounts of the diapers and test subjects into a large furnace which was right underneath a large boiler full of water which was turning into steam that turned a steam turbine which generated large amounts of electricity for the city, for the diaper factory, and for the test labs.
The boy landed onto some other diapers that were still inside the throat part of the funnel hopper, waiting to go down into the furnace. The sliding door that controlled the flow of the diapers and diapered trash into the furnace began to slide open for a bit, allowing lots and lots of the diapers go fall down into the furnace. The boy could feel the heat as it rose through the density of the load if diapers. Then, more and more diapers began to slide down on top of the dark-haired boy as the diapers below him fell down and into the boiler furnace, burning up nearly immediately.
Then, the steel floor began to slide closed again allowing the dark-haired boy to be next in line to fall into the boiler furnace with a bunch of the loads of diapers, clothing and tested items on top of him to follow. The weight of all the diapers being constantly and consistantly loaded into the funnel hopper, felt as if the load was pressing down upon him. The dark-haired boy felt his diaper begin to wringle and begin to melt a little as it rested against the serring hot metal door. The wetness inside his diaper began to turn to steam and rise from around the leg elastics as he and the diapers waited for the steel hatch door to slide open.
About two hours later, the sound of the hydraulics moving the heavy, thick hatch door open alerted the dark-haired boy that he was about to have....some of THE HOTTEST flashes he'd ever known!
As the hatch slowly opened, the boy and his diaper began to start sliding down into the molten hot boiler furnace along with the rest of the diapers. Suddenly.....the boy and a bunch of the diapers instantly burst into flame and the diapers nearly instantly shriveled up and melted into a blackened, hard carbon-like material before burning the rest of the way while the boy and his diaper turned into a smoldering skelton as it landed on the floor of the boiler until the bones fragmented and then began to spark.....as they smoldered away. As the hatch closed again.....more diapers were added and a couple more diapered trash as well.
A girl wearing a soggy and saggy Pink Luvs diaper fell into the funnel hopper along with about 500 loose wet and messy diapers, and old onesie bodysuits and footed sleepers.
Then......a large load of some opened packages of diapers that were no longer sanitary were now falling into the funnel hopper. The pink diapered girl lay on the piles of diapers with the plastic of her soggy and saggy Luvs diaper that had burst along her right leg elastics causing some of the wet gels and padding to spatter out all over her and the diapers below her. The compactor had squished her diaper quite well before she had dropped into the funnel hopper with the rest of the packed diapers as the diapers and the girl waited to fall into the boiler.
The man sitting in the control center that had video feeds of what was inside the funnel hopper, was busy monitoring the temperature of the boiler to tell him when it would be best to open the sliding hydraulically controlled hatch.
The poor saggy diapered girl awoke to find herself deeply embedded within a load of loose diapers that had already been conpacted and now were about to fall into a molten hot boiler. The girl could feel the heat radiating from below her.....she began to sweat bullets of perfuse wetness as she reached down to feel her diapered bottom.
Saggy Diapered Girl: Hey! UM......Hey......can........someone please.......get me out of here?
The saggy diapered girl waited to hear a response yet hearing none, she began to fiddle around with the diapers around her.....to find one she could use to wipe off some of the sweat. Suddenly, the loads of diapers shook and started to shift. The diapered girl felt a sudden drop as the loads of diapers below her suddenly began to fall into the boiler.
The diapers she was laying on......suddenly began to get super warm then a few of them began to sizzle as they began to slightly liquify and melt some. Her own wet diaper began to shrivel up some as steam rose from inside her diaper. The wet padding suddenly felt almost too hot to bare! More and more diapers beneath her fell down into the boiler and nearly burned and shriveled up instantly.
As she began to drop down with the loads of diapers she was laying on.....her diaper began to shrivel up against her just before it began to melt and then flamed out. She let out a blood-curdling high-pitched scream as the rest of her body nearly dried up instantly before flaming out as well.
Before her burning and flaming body was able to hit the boiler floor, the thick steel hatch had slid closed sealing in everything that had fallen within.
Meanwhile.......back in the testing facility.......
A blue-eyed diapered 15 year old whom was a midget, was brought into the diaper testing room and then he was lifted up onto the testing surface, before the diaper he was wearing was unfastened, pulled out from under him and then thrown into the wet diaper pail with all the others.
Diapered Midget: Um......which diapers......will I be testing today?
Diaper Testing Tech: You.....get to test our size 6 and our size 7 diapers as well as all of our over-night diapers in these sizes. Then....you will get to test a few of our.....pull-ups. How does that......sound?
Diapered Midget: Sounds.....great....honey as long as....you....are the one changing my diapers......
Diaper Testing Tech: Oh.......don't even...TRY to get.....cute with ME shorty! You'll be lucky.....that after the diaper tests.....you don't get disposed of!
Diapered Midget: Um......you mean......that.....I am going to be.....disposed of after they are done being tested????
Diaper Testing Tech: Yes! All.....who come here......and belong to the test labs, and test diapers, will be thrown away after the tests are done. Now......you.....get to test one of our.....new overnight diapers. You......will be the first to test them.
The diaper testing tech opened the package of the first-run overnight diapers and took one out. She opened it up and then set it on the midget's chest while she unfastened the tapes on the wet diaper he had on.
Then the diaper testing tech opened a container of wipes and began to use one, then two, then three, then four, five, six wipes,dropping each used wipe into the wet diaper before folding the front of it over, then pulling the back half out from under the boy. Then, the diaper testing tech grabbed the clean test diaper from the boy's chest and put the diaper she took off, onto his chest while she put the clean one on. Once the diaper testing tech was done, she helped the midget down to his feet. She then took him by the left hand in her right and led the midget over to a long line of test mannequins with test-diapers on them and then she helped the midget up onto the test-counter before strapping him down then hooking up the diaper-moisture monitors to his diaper.
Diaper-test Tech: O......K.......now.....it's......Diaper testing time. Your diaper....is going to get wet and then it will get wet again. Then.....I am going to take you out to our test-playground where your diaper will get a good field-testing. OK.....here comes....the wetness!!!! Ooooooh!!!! Bet.....it feels nice and.....COOL huh?
