Crushed-Chapter 2
*The Mind cannot distinguish the difference between imagination and reality.
**The Author always puts himself in the story as a character and into the illustrations for COPYRIGHT reasons.
Daily Dumps empties their dumpster, banging it a couple times before lowering the dumpster and running the compactor cycle again.
By now, the truck had become nearly packed out. Daily Dumps makes a trip to the landfill to dump the load.
After Daily Dumps is done emptying the load, he goes to a few more stops. He always saves these stops for after dumping the first load off at the transfer station because these daycares happen to be closer to the transfer station.
Daily Dumps drives to the first large daycare center which is a special Needs only daycare. This daycare has over 30 clients in diapers all day long, 7 days a week. They always need two 8 yard dumpsters which fill up each week. One side of this daycare is for a select few that are approved for disposal in the trash by the state disability agency, which is backed by the death-with-dignity Statutes allowing parents and custodial caregivers to choose to dispose of certain people with a short life expectancy and those who were given orders to be disposed of by Federal Government Entities.
The Toltalitarian Nazi-like regime instituted a mandatory disposal of a large amount of people who wore diapers because they were perceived as a perpetual drag on their Medical Insurance funding.
Eric was a disabled person who had been forced to wear diapers since attempting potty training unsuccessfully. He was placed in foster home, after foster home after foster home until he aged out and ended up being placed in half-way home after half-way home until he was placed in a group home. It didn't take long before the group home couldn't provide Eric with the care he needed. THIS left him without a place to live. Eric went out to the rough streets with a wagon-full of his necessary possessions. He wore thick diapers twenty-four hours a day. He found himself sleeping in a cove in an alley close to the old group home. After being there for six months, one day, he wakes up to a friendly lady who noticed that he was wearing thick printed disposable diapers.
The lady leaned over to look him in the eye.
Diane: Hi.....I am Diane. I live here. I know that....you have nowhere to go.
I...don't mind that you are here....I...it's just the...city.....they want you to...go with them....to a special place with others like you, who...have to wear diapers. They will be taking care of you for a while....OK?
Eric: I...really don't wanna go...though....
Diane: Don't...worry....they will take care of you....leave it all...to...them!
Eric: But.....BUT.....That...is exactly what I was trying to....avoid!!!
Diane: These social workers already have a special program ready and waiting for you....the people who run this program will make sure that your diapers are changed and that you are clean and fed.....ok???? Now let...them take you where you will be better cared for....
Social Worker lady: Hi Eric, my name is Chelsea, I will be you and your placement into one of our...programs. The Homeless irratication program. We help get certain homeless off the streets.
Eric: Where will...I be going?
Chelsea: Well.....to our....intake processing.....they will get you a bed, change your....diaper, get you weighed, then they will give you drinks and some food.
Chelsea guides Eric over to the White Dodge Sprinter Van and opens the right sliding door.
Chelsea: Alright....hop in....(putting Eric's things inside the back of the van) I will get you to the intake processing so you can get that...diaper changed....ok?
(Shutting the side door.)
The Van drove through the city streets turning left, and then turning right, then left then right before turning into a large parking lot with an electric gate and a Tall steel fence around it. The van parked and then the side door opened and Eric was let out. He was escorted inside, past a door which required a card to open, then down the first long hall then left and down another short hall then right and down almost to the end where a large, locked door was. The woman waited while the man unlocked the door by sliding his ID card then once the door opened, the woman guided Eric inside as the man followed. The woman guided Eric over to a diaper changing table for adults and helped him up onto it.
Social Worker lady: Al...right up...you go...there.....now..lay down on your back for me.....there....good. Now....Michelle will come and get you changed and then into one of our nice.....beds. Michelle will be your care tech while you are here.....ok?
Eric: O....K.....
The social worker leaves as does the driver for a few seconds while the social worker and Michelle pass each other. Michelle walks over to the diaper changer with a big, thick, bulky disposable diaper in her hand from Rearz Inc.
Michelle: Hi, I am Michelle. I am one of the care techs here. I...will be changing your diapers for you while you are here, because.....that is one of our policies since the pandemic.
If...you want something to drink, ask me, and....I will see if we have it and either myself or...one of the other care techs will get it for you.
Now....while you....are here, you will wear only diapers......and when necessary, a onesie bodysuit.
Michelle (cont.) I will change your diaper, every hour, wet or not. We do...have some cloth pre-fold diapers from a local diaper service
Michelle: We use them inside your disposable diapers to make your disposable diapers last longer. We sometimes use the disposable diapers like disposable plastic pants. IF we use only cloth diapers on you, we will use plastic or rubber pants over them which.....will be thrown away with you.....when that time comes.
Eric: Wait...did....YOU just say....what I think.....you said?
Michelle: Yes....I did....You and all of your..diapers, onesie bodysuits, pajamas, plastic and rubber pants are all being thrown away with you....at some point soon because of Sanitary reasons. Once we are paid....the $29,0000 from the US Government, it will be time to...be disposed of.
Suddenly, another care tech brings another very thickly diapered man over to the changing table next to the one Eric is on. The man is helped up onto it then lays down on his back while Jackie takes up a position between his dangling legs.
Jackie: O......K.....Let's......get this....wet diaper off ya.....and then....get ya into some NICE......comfy....thick diapers for disposal.....OK?
Adam: WHY do...I have to be....disposed of?
Jackie: Be....cause....this is another Government Order. See....there are too many diapered people and the Government seems to think that the world would be easier if there were no more left. They call it "Population Control." Besides, you HAVE to be in a diaper anyhow because once you die, your body lets go of all of it's waste. You see, muscles relax after death, there may be extra attention needed to the areas where the body releases the contents of the bladder and intestines.
Adam: Where do....my diapers, clothing and I go.....for disposal?
Jackie: First, I will put you into one of the 97 gallon trash toters. You will wait in there with your diapers & clothing until the janitors come to take you and the trash out to the dumpsters. The dumpsters have sliding side doors that lock. You won't be able to get out once you are put in.
Adam: But...why?
Jackie: We...can't have....trash getting out and getting all over the place. Besides, it keeps you in and others out that do not have the keys. Now....would....you like me to....add a few more layered cloth pre-fold diapers into your diaper for you? You will need the...extra absorbency while you wait for our....nice trash man....Mr DailyDumps. He....already took a diapered man to the transfer station. He actually enjoys watching your....diapers getting compacted. He bets that he can make your diapers pop....before you...do! OK....Jenny, finish his diaper change while.....I go....gather up all of his....diapers, onesie bodysuits, footed pajamas, plastic pants, cloth diapers and any...leftover packs of diapers. Oh....when you're done there, bring that....large pack of...Huggies there...alright?
Jenny: No....problem.
Adam: But, but....But....I don't ...wanna be disposed of! Do...I have a choice???
Jenny: No, you don't! You and all of....your diapers, clean and dirty, are going into the dumpster outside. You WILL be there until our...nice....trash man comes and takes you and everything.
Adam: But, but MISS! I...I...I don't....WANNA go!
Jenny: Too...bad. Trash doesn't GET to decide if it gets thrown away or not, where it gets thrown away or what happens to it! Now....I know our trash man. He ab.....so....lutely LOVES to compact you and your diapers! He once told me that.....he can almost imagine your diapers as they buckle, crumple up between your legs and if they are wet enough, he knows that...they will pop and splatter ALL over you and everything! He doesn't care....in fact, he can't WAIT to compact you! OK....it's....time for disposal....doen you...go....there.....ok...come...with me......over...here to.....the...NICE.....big......trash can....full of....diapers.....ok...UP...and IN....ya go...there.....now....you have to stay....in there at ALL times until the janitors come to....take the trash out! Ok... Bye now....
Adam: But, but.......what about my...diapers?
Adam waits and gets no answers. He lays there with his legs dangling over the front side with the plastic lid resting on his lower thighs just above his knees while Eric is diapered and prepared for going into a crib until it is time for his disposal.
Eric: Am...I...going to end up...like that other guy they threw away in that....big trash can full of diapers?
Michelle: Yes.....you are....when it's time for your disposal, we will give you one last wipe-down, using a lot of wipes and a few old newborn sized cloth pre-fold diapers which get stuffed into your diaper before you get thrown away. Now....let's get you...into one of the crib-beds ok?
While Eric was shown to the crib, Adam spent the time looking around to see if anyone was coming to take the trash out. The diaper pail he is in, is 99% full and he knew that the diaper pails were emptied daily.
While he waited, he got horny inside the wet, squishy, silky soft diapers.
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