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Story By: BabyVern
Title: 2100 AD
The year was 2100 AD. The United Census Bureau, an organization devoted to world-wide population orientation and demographic statistics reported that only a handful of the last generation of potty-trainers remained. You see back in 2025 fuel resources were running out and landfills were overflowing, and the population was approaching 20 billion world-wide. The United World Council, the central government, as scrambling to figure out a solution.
In 2032 scientists came up with a solution that would revolutionize the world forever. A material mined from the moon when mixed with certain chemical compounds created a plastic-like biodegradable material. This began to replace plastic on items from alarm clocks to baby diapers. Then in 2037 scientists also discovered by accident that when this material was burned at 92 degrees centigrade, it produced a environmentally safe fuel source. By the year 2040 this material, called Zylac, had been successfully used in supplying power to over 5 billion customers.
At this point the United World Council passed legislation to prohibit manufacturing of products with plastic. Also that same year a law was put into affect to ban conventional sewage systems. There had been several cases in previous years of water supply contamination, and good clean water was at a premium these days. Many people were divided over this transition. The potty trainer generation, which we call them no days, was not to thrilled about the transition from toilets to diapers.
This new project would work out great economically by creating more jobs, environmentally it would provide a new fuel source with almost no pollution, and would prevent landfills from ruining the earth. During the 2040's the population was adapting to these new changes. At this point parents were being taught not to potty train there children. The biggest argument that the potty trainer generation had was that they didn't want to have to change diapers for themselves or others for the rest of there life. This led to the creation of the Human Waste Sanitation organization. The HWS consisted in the beginning of nurses and other healthcare professionals.
By 2060 every bathroom facility world-wide was re-fitted for changing areas. There were also no longer separate gender specific bathrooms. A typical layout of the re-fitted rooms, commonly referred to as an HR, consisted of a number of rows with dividers. In each cubical there was a table, with a comfortable padding, with a surface made of Zylac. To the left and right of each table on the cubical walls were the needed cleaning and disposal tools. Biodegradable wipes, environmentally safe ointments, oils, and lotions, a duct to put the used diaper in. The diapers accumulated in a special container. These containers were emptied by trucks which then would take the Zylac diapers including whatever waste materials were in them, to a processing plant where the Zylac was refined and shipped to power plants, and the other waste materials were sterilized and turned into soil enhancement fertilizer for crop growers.
Around 2090 most people were well adjusted to the new way of life. An unforeseen phenomenon occurred. Crime began to drop, people in general were much more cheerful. There hadn't been a war since 2045, and for once it finally seemed like humanity had reached harmony with themselves and the earth.
The year now is 2100 AD. A typical day for a family at the mall doing there holiday shopping. Nicole and her husband John and their two daughters, Lisa (12), and Heather (3); were standing in line at a store waiting to check out. "Mom, when we're done here I need to go to the HR." "Ok honey, I think we'll all go." After a while they put there gifts in the car. They came back into the mall. "So how's your diaper Heather?" Nicole asked. "Messy." "Me too." Well go get cleaned in a moment ok?" "Ok mommy."
The nice thing about Zylac is that in addition to stopping leaks, it also absorbed about 75% of most odors. This proved to make the transition from toilets to diapers much more tolerable. They walked into the HR. The custom was that a person would walk up to an attendant and greet them as you would any other person. Then the attendant would ask you a simple question. "1 or 2?" Then the attendant would prepare herself for the task of cleaning.
Nicole and her husband John got cubicles next to each other. Lisa too her younger sister to the next available cubical and then went a row over and found another attendant standing ready. I will now lay out in detail each person's experience for your reading pleasure.
John> Hello Attendant> Hi. 1 or 2? John> Just 1 for now. Attendant> Ok lay down and I will have you clean in a moment. John unbuckles his belt and his pants fall to his ankles. He then sits on the table and then lies back. The attendant sprays her hands with a sterilizing formula which almost immediately becomes a rubber like layer around her hands. This coating usually lasts 5 minutes before evaporating off of the attendant's hands. This also kills the germs from any contact. She then pulls the tabs open on John's diaper. She opens the diaper and begins to wipe John all over his penis and his bottom. She first uses a wet wipe and then a dry wipe. Then she slides the diaper out from under him and places a new diaper under him. She then fastens the tabs and opens the lid to a silver box on the front of the table which takes the diaper made of Zylac and the wipes and whatever waste, away to the main collection container. John then stands up and pulls his pants up and thanks the attendant. He then waits on a bench by the door for the rest of his family.
Nicole> Hi
Attendant> Hi, 1 or 2?
Nicole> 2
Attendant> Ok go ahead and lie here.
Nicole lies down and lifts her skirt up. The attendant helps her tuck it behind her back so that it will not get messy during the diaper change. The attendant opened the diaper. A second later an automatic odor sensor in the cubical sprayed a chemical to neutralize the odor. There was also an outflow vent above the cubical for good circulation. As the attendant was wiping Nicole's messy bottom her COM-Link beeped. "Hello?" "Hey Nicole, it's me. Hey are you guys still coming over for dinner tomorrow night?" "UM yeah, we are. Hey listen Jen, I'm in the middle of being cleaned can I call ya back later?" "Sure hun. Talk to ya later." "ok bye" The COM-Link unit auto disconnected the call.
Nicole> Sorry about that.
Attendant> No problem. I'm almost done here. You have a slight rash and I am treating you with some ointment. Be sure to visit an HR more often to prevent further rash.
Nicole> Not a problem, you know how it is though, long lines this season.
Attendant> Yep.
Nicole> Hey I have a question? Who cleans you?
Attendant> Other Attendants. We take turns as needed.
Nicole> Oh, I figured. Well thank you.
Attendant> You're welcome have a nice day.
Nicole stands up, her dress falls back down around her. The attendant hands Nicole her purse and she goes to wait for the rest of the family.
Heather (3 year old)
Heather> Hi. (she says timidly)
Attendant> Well hello there little girl. 1 or 2?
Heather paused for a second trying to think of what to say
Attendant> *softly* Did you go pee or poo honey?
Heather> I'm poopy
Attendant> *smiles* Ok honey hop up here and I'll clean you up.
Attendant lifts her onto the table and takes her pants down.
Usually attendants take a little more time assisting little children.
Attendant sprays chemical sterilizer on her hands. Then opens the girl's dirty diaper A sensor in the cubical detects the odor and releases a chemical air freshener into the cubical. Also there is an out-flow duct in the ceiling.
Attendant> My goodness you have diaper rash. You need to tell your mommy when you're messy so she can bring you to the HR ok honey? Cuz you don't wanna get a bad diaper rash cuz it wont feel very good. Here I'll put some ointment on it and make it all better. OK?
Heather> OK.
Finally Heather is all clean and is sitting on the edge of the table. The attendant walks with the girl to the bench so that she can notify her parent of her rash sine children don't usually remember to, or even want to tell their parents.
Lisa (12 year old)
Lisa> Hey
Attendant> 1 or 2?
Lisa> just 1. You seem tired how long has your shift been?
Attendant> I am working overtime. My replacement didn't show up so I'm working back to back shifts. I get to go home in a couple hours though.
Lisa> Oh, I'm sorry.
Lisa slides her jeans down around her ankles and sits on the table and then lies down.
Attendant begins to open her diaper.
Lisa> Wait
Attendant> What?
Lisa> I think I have to go #2.
Attendant> Ok. Can you do it laying down or do you need to stand back up?
Lisa> I can do it like this.
A few minutes later Lisa was done.
Attendant> You're a little constipated hun. Need to eat a little more healthy.
Lisa> I know, I know, but you know how it is. I always eat fast food with my friends.
Attendant> It's ok, I understand. It's just that I am required to notify of stuff like that, like if they have diaper rash, or whatever. It's required by law, so you know how that is.
Attendant and Lisa> *laugh*
Attendant> Ok all done.
Lisa> Wow you're pretty quick.
Attendant> I've been doing this for 3 years now while I'm getting through college. This is like the only job in town that actually has benefits and is still part time.
Lisa> Cool, well thanks.
Attendant> OK have a nice night. Remember, eat more fruits and veggies.
Lisa> Ok. Later.
You see, the people who were never potty trained don't have a problem going in their diapers no matter what position they are in, or if they're around others out in public. You can definitely spot someone from the potty trainer generation. They always try to keep a low profile and they always squat when going number 2.
Now let's go to a restaurant where a couple is their first date. They are talking as they wait for their food. "So Andrew, it's rally great that you brought me here. I love this place." Ellen said. "Well right now I'm working for the Disarmament Alliance. We are taking old stock piled weapons from the old war days and disassembling them. Some of the nuclear components we are shipping to a storage facility on Mars. Our company uses LiteSpeed Inc. as a cargo transport. They seem to be really reliable." Andrew said. "Wow, that is so neat. You're helping to prevent future wars, and also preventing environmental hazards from occurring. I mean wow, that's a really important job.
So what about you Ellen; what do you do for a living? Ellen finished chewing and then took a drink from her glass. "I'm an HR attendant at the mall on the ground floor. Andrew seemed to zone out as if he were lost in a dream. "Andrew?" "Oh, yes, um wow, that's really a important job too. I mean changing diapers, I mean cleaning. Well you know what I mean. "Yeah." Lisa said while smiling. "So do you like your job?" "Actually, yeah, I mean I was born in 2078. I have like 3 other sisters. I changed a lot of diapers while growing up. So its not a real big deal. I mean someone has to do it. The way I see it, anyone can change diapers, but you have to be good at your job to read the person and make them feel comfortable about the whole process. For instance, you get children sometimes that cry. Sometimes it's easier to let the mother change their own kid like they used to do. But anyway. I get people that are shy, people that are totally used to it. I even get some that actually get off on the idea of a lady changing there diapers." "Get out, are you serious? I didn't know there was people like that." Andrew said. "Well sure, I mean I suppose their always were people like that. I saw on the history channel once that like 100 years ago or so there used to be people who liked wearing diapers and baby clothes in public and so on. There were like groups of them or something. I bet that was hard, back then, living among the potty trainer generation." Ellen said. Andrew laughed. "I bet now you couldn't tell the difference between one of those people and a average person." Andrew said. "Wrong, believe me, I can. You change diapers long enough for people, you can just tell what type they are." Ellen said.
"I have a challenge for ya. I need to go to the HR. So you can tell me what type I am." "I can't, I'm not on duty. Besides, it's our first date, wouldn't it be weird if I saw your equipment on our first date, not to mention whatever it is you've got waiting for me in your diaper?" Ellen said jokingly. "Well, I'm open to the idea." Andrew said. "Ok, come on." Ellen said as they both left for the HR. They walked up to an attendant.
Attendant> Hi. Which one of you is going first?
Ellen> Hi, I'm an attendant from the mall. Scan me in if you like. I'm gonna change him.
Attendant> No need to scan ya in. I believe you. Hey, since you're here, I need to go get something to drink, do you mind covering for me. I'll only be like 5 minutes.
Ellen> Sure no problem.
Ellen then had Andrew drop his pants and lay back on the table. She hesitated before opening his diaper. She leaned down and sniffed. She couldn't tell if he was messy or not. "Oh um, 1 or 2?" Ellen asked. Andrew blushed. "I didn't do it yet." He said. "Well you could have done it at the table. You know, that annoys me. People that wait until they come to the attendant and before they even have anything in their diaper!" Ellen said. "Sorry!" he said. "It's ok. Just go. After a while Andrew was done pooping his diaper. Ellen began to wipe him and be nice and gentle with his penis. He became hard almost instantly. She hadn't seen this type of reaction accept in those who were potty trained before the transition, or those who had a fetish for diapers. "Honey, were you ever potty trained? "Yes, I was, but soon went back to diapers cuz it wasn't working out. My parents were stuck in their ways and weren't happy about the transition." Andrew said. "That's understandable." Ellen said while stimulating his penis, something prohibited by law, but she did it anyway.
Andrew seemed astonished. "It's ok baby. I know what type you are. You like this, a lot. Am I right?" He smiled. "Yes, I like diapers and, I want you to breast feed me mommy." He said as he came. She held the diaper over him so it wouldn't go all over his clothes. She then put a new diaper on him after wiping him again. "So you wanna breast feed huh?" Ellen said as she took off her top and her bra. She motioned for Andrew to stand where she was she then sat on the table. Now her breasts were at mouth level. "Go ahead honey. Suck on mommy." Andrew began to suckle on her. To his surprise milk came out. He looked up. She smiled. "You didn't think I worked all day changing diapers for nothing did you? And I certainly didn't buy my new 2099 GM hovercraft Ultra on the wages they pay. I get tips. If you know what I mean." She said. He just happily sucked on her nipples.
After he was done and the lady had returned they left. The lady looked annoyed because she knew Ellen was doing more then just a diaper change. Once in the car Andrew was quiet. "Honey, don't be shy ok. It's totally ok, what happened back there is not that big of a deal ok." Ellen said while patting his shoulder. "Are there others?" He asked. "Yes, you have no idea how many people, especially men, that have infantile or diaper fetish fantasies. Remember I told you about what I saw on the history channel? I sorta lied. I had to do research on the internet to find out about that stuff. Now days, it is so much more prevalent. I guess nobody really talks about it now. They used to have support groups, but I guess now that all you have to do is go out somewhere to get a diaper change any time you want, it satisfies the need. So why have a support group. That's my theory." Ellen said. "I think you're right. So how often do you breast feed your customers?" "Not very often. I get one that is bold enough to ask me, maybe twice a week, sometimes less, sometimes more.
Well, needless to say that Ellen and Andrew lived happily ever after. So you see, in 2100 AD, the world is truly a better place. A place where people are accepting, a place of peace, a place where people respect the earth and the environment. A place where humanity finally co-exists in harmony with the universe.
Let's not wait for the future, we can make the world a better place as we care for others. Well that's all from 2100 AD.
Remember, the world changes one diaper at a time!
The End