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Would anyone be up for doing an RP about being a male pokemon or who's treated like a princess by my OC ry if interested pm me or type on here note this is the outfit your character would where after becoming my OCS padded princess

Created by Eevee Special thanks to moonfallstories for helping me write it, edit it and proof read it. Also special thanks to rawrbaby for suggesting to add certain internal dialogue to the chapter. Back story to chapter 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/VwB0XAIatd Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/BdRrtHpvC4 Chapter 2: Lessons in Manners Mini Chapter 6 As they strolled toward her big, pretty house, Blue felt a mix of emotions—the comfort of her hand in his and the soft fabric of his onesie against his skin. *I just wanna go home and be cozy.* Though he was still unsure how to handle his situation, he couldn’t help but feel that with Cynthia by his side, everything would be okay. *She’ll take care of me; I know it.* After a short walk, they finally arrived at the luxurious home where she was staying. The exterior was elegant, with soft lighting outlining the architecture, highlighting the intricate details of the elegant facade. However, as they entered, they were greeted by darkness. “It’s scary in here!” he clung tightly to her hand as she guided him through the shadowy hallway, its walls adorned with muted art pieces that seemed to watch them pass. The scent of fresh flowers lingered in the air, adding an unexpected warmth to the otherwise eerie space. “I don’t like the dark! Where’s Cynthia?” he whimpered, looking up at her with wide, frightened eyes. “Hang on, Blue,” she said softly. Cynthia’s voice was warm and reassuring as she flicked on the light switch. The room illuminated, revealing a cozy space decorated in soft pastels and adorned with Pokémon-themed accents. The walls, painted in soothing shades of pale blue and soft pink, radiated a gentle glow, inviting him in. A large bed with fluffy blankets awaited him, piled high with plush pillows, each adorned with playful Pokémon faces. The comforter was a dreamy combination of pastel shades, featuring subtle patterns of whimsical silhouettes of Pikachu and the elegant forms of Gardevoir. The bedspread felt soft and inviting, its texture reminiscent of clouds, promising a cozy night’s sleep. The nightstand stood perfectly beside it, showcasing a perfect spot for a diaper bag. A small lamp shaped like a Poké Ball provided just enough light for nighttime reading, casting a warm, ambient glow across the room. Nearby, a bookshelf was filled with colorful storybooks and a few small toys, their cheerful colors brightening the space and inviting guests to relive childhood memories. Delicate Pokémon-themed decorations adorned the walls, with cheerful decals of some of Blue's favorite Pokémon peeking down at him. Their vibrant colors harmonized with the room’s pastel palette. A string of fairy lights draped across the ceiling twinkled softly like stars, casting playful shadows that danced along the walls, adding an element of magic to the atmosphere. Cynthia smiled as she placed the Sylveon diaper bag on the nightstand, ensuring it was perfectly positioned. She then turned back to Blue, kneeling down to his level. “Let’s get you comfy for bed,” she said gently, her eyes filled with warmth and affection. A flutter of nervousness stirred in Blue’s tummy. *What if I get uncomfortable?* She helped him out of his shorts and shoes with care, making sure he felt comfortable and secure in his diaper and onesie. The room was filled with the soft scent of lavender, calming him even more. “There you go, all set!” she said, her voice soothing. *I hope she thinks I’m good.* Blue felt a mix of relief and embarrassment, his cheeks warming at the thought of being in just his diaper and onesie. *I’m so proud of him for being so good!* Once he was ready, she tucked him into bed with tender care, smoothing the blankets around him like a mother would. The warmth of the covers felt heavenly, and he snuggled into them, his eyelids growing heavier. *This feels nice. But I don't want Cynthia to leave.* “Now, let’s not forget this,” she said, reaching into the diaper bag. She retrieved his pacifier, the cute accessory fitting perfectly in her palm. She brought it to his lips, gently pushing it into his mouth. The pacifier muffled his soft coos, creating a cozy and soothing atmosphere that felt safe and familiar. *I feel so little…* “There you go, sweetheart. Sweet dreams,” she whispered, her voice laced with affection. With a soft kiss on Blue’s forehead, Cynthia whispered, “Goodnight, sweetheart.” As she turned off the lights, the room was cast in a gentle glow, making it feel safe and warm. The twinkling fairy lights created a serene, starry ambiance that enveloped Blue, enhancing the coziness of his new sanctuary. *Don’t go, please!* Blue’s heart raced with uncertainty as she left. *What if something bad happens?* Once she was gone, Blue found it hard to sleep without her comforting presence. He rolled onto his side, feeling scared of being alone in the dark. The shadows around him seemed to loom larger, and he longed for the comfort of her presence. *I wish I could hold her hand again!* Eventually, he reached into the diaper bag, searching for his Poké Ball, where his favorite Pokémon, Eevee, was kept. With a gentle click, he released Eevee, who materialized with a soft yawn, the familiar sight filling him with comfort. “Eevee,” Blue whispered around the pacifier, his voice barely above a hush, “snuggle with me, pwease? I need you!” His request came out in a soft, pleading tone, like a child asking their puppy to curl up beside them. *I don’t wanna be alone!* Eevee padded over and nestled beside him, the warmth of the small Pokémon easing his anxiety. Blue wrapped his arms around Eevee, feeling the familiar sense of comfort wash over him. *This is better.* The sensation of cuddling with his Pokémon made him feel safe, and he soon began to relax. He started to suck on his pacifier, the rhythmic motion soothing him further as he settled deeper into sleep. As he drifted off into a peaceful slumber, his bladder finally caught up with him, a consequence of the drinks he had consumed the night before. The sensation stirred him slightly, but the comforting warmth of the blankets and Eevee’s presence lulled him back into a deeper state of sleep. *I don’t want to wake up…* In his drowsy haze, he felt the warmth spread as he soaked his diaper, enveloped in a cocoon of softness. *What if Cynthia finds out?* The thought flitted through his mind, but it quickly faded as he sunk further into slumber, the soothing embrace of sleep wrapping around him like a gentle hug. In the adjacent room, she had been watching over him, a fond smile on her face. She leaned against the doorframe, feeling an overwhelming sense of happiness wash over her as she whispered softly, “Goodnight, my little trainee.” *I hope he knows how much I care for him.* At that moment, she went to bed with a feeling of happiness so strong that she felt like the mother she used to be.

Created by Eevee Special thanks to moonfallstories for helping me write it, edit it and proof read it. Also special thanks to rawrbaby for suggesting to add certain internal dialogue to the chapter. Back story to chapter 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/VwB0XAIatd Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/tI1TLvKUqk Chapter 2: Lessons in Manners Mini Chapter 5 As they started to leave the department store, she gave his hand a gentle squeeze, her heart swelling with warmth as she looked down at him. *He looks so cute with that little blush! I can’t help but want to cherish this moment forever.* In that soft, innocent expression, she saw a glimpse of the little one she’d lost, if only for tonight. *It’s like having my sweet one back, even if just for today.* They stepped into the cool night air of Celadon City, the deep indigo sky dotted with stars beginning to twinkle, casting a soft glow over the streets. The walk felt quick to Cynthia, but for Blue, each step seemed to stretch out, the sensation of the thick, crinkling diaper constant beneath his Eevee-themed onesie. *Why do I have to wear this? I’m not a baby!* Despite his thoughts, the soft padding’s snug embrace brought him an unexpected comfort. *But… it’s kinda nice.* “Now, let’s head to the Pokémon Center to see Nurse Joy, shall we?” she said with a warm smile, squeezing his hand. He nodded, feeling a mix of shyness and comfort under her gentle gaze. *Nurse Joy? What will she think of me?* He figured they were just going to the Pokémon Center to heal his fainted Pokémon from the day’s battles, unaware of any hidden plans. *Will she think I look cute?* But she had a different plan in mind. *I wonder what the clerk meant about Nurse Joy’s ‘special service’ for my little Blue. I hope it’s something that’ll make Blue feel even more cared for.* She pictured Nurse Joy’s calm smile. *Maybe she’ll even have a little treat for him—a small gesture to help him feel safe and seen.* As they strolled through the quiet streets, each step in his soft, crinkling diaper heightened his mixed feelings of embarrassment and comfort. He stuck close to Cynthia, trusting her guidance. *He’s adjusting so well… I’m so proud of him,* she thought, admiring his bravery. His thoughts drifted to a more innocent place, his imagination filling with childish wonder. *Maybe Nurse Joy will think I’m cute! Maybe I’ll even get a sticker!* His heart raced a little at the thought, a small smile forming despite himself. The onesie’s softness and playful Eevee design, though comforting, made him aware of the curious glances from passing trainers and other people on the street. He felt each gaze linger on him, his cheeks growing warmer. *They’re looking at me!* His heart thudded as he looked away, lifting his arm to cover his face, wanting to hide from their stares. *I just wanna go home!* Cynthia noticed his anxious expression, her heart melting at his vulnerability. *Oh, my sweet Blue,* she thought, filled with affection and understanding. *You are being such a good boy. You’re doing such a good job, even if it feels hard.* She leaned closer, her tone soft and reassuring. “You’re doing great, Blue. Just a little longer, and we’ll be at the Pokémon Center,” she encouraged, giving his hand a comforting squeeze. Her warmth calmed him slightly, though he still felt the nervous flutter in his stomach. *What if they keep staring? I feel so silly…* With every step, the short walk to the Pokémon Center felt endless for Blue, the cool night wrapping around them like a blanket. Each crinkle seemed louder than before, echoing in his ears. *Everyone can hear that!* His onesie brought some comfort, but his embarrassment grew as they neared the brightly lit Pokémon Center. *I just wanna be normal again!* Finally, they arrived, and she pushed open the door, gently guiding him inside. The Pokémon Center lobby felt warm and cozy, adorned with cheerful decorations that made it feel less intimidating. The vibrant flower boxes at the entrance overflowed with colorful blooms, while the soft pastel orange paint of the building complemented the lush greenery surrounding it. Sunlight streamed through large windows, bathing the lobby in a golden glow, and the cheerful chatter of trainers mingled with the joyful sounds of Pokémon playing nearby. *This place is perfect,* she thought, glancing at him. *I hope it helps him feel a little more at ease.* She held his hand securely, noticing how he kept his face partially hidden behind his arm. *Poor thing. He’s feeling so shy.* “Welcome to the Celadon City Pokémon Center! How can I help you today?” Nurse Joy greeted them with a bright, cheerful smile that made him feel just a little bit better. *She looks nice…* Blue thought, the sight of Nurse Joy’s pink-and-white uniform reminding him of comfort and warmth. The welcoming atmosphere was further enhanced by the earthy aroma of healing herbs and the faint scent of lavender from the potted plants strategically placed around the room. Nurse Joy’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pair, her expression glowing with warmth. “Aww, you two look so adorable together!” she exclaimed with a delightful lilt. *C-cute? I don’t wanna be cute!* Blue felt his cheeks heat up and instinctively stepped a bit behind Cynthia, trying to shrink away from the attention. *Why do people keep saying that?* Cynthia looked down at him, her heart swelling with affection. *Oh, he’s so precious when he’s feeling shy like this.* She gently squeezed his hand and smiled, her gaze drifting over the spacious lobby filled with trainers discussing strategies and Pokémon happily chirping in response. “We’re here to get this little trainee’s Pokémon healed,” she said softly. *I’m so proud of him for being brave today.* As she took his Poké Balls from the diaper bag, she handed them over to Nurse Joy with a warm smile. Cynthia then pulled out her VIP card, her eyes sparkling proudly. “And, Nurse Joy, could you give my little trainee some extra special care?” she asked sweetly, giving Blue’s bottom a soft, reassuring pat. His face flushed even more, his heart fluttering in embarrassment. *Why does she keep doing that?* Nurse Joy let out a soft giggle, her eyes twinkling with kindness. “Oh, did your little trainee have an accident?” she asked playfully, winking at the two of them. *No, no! I didn’t!* His face grew even redder, and his heart raced, feeling exposed under Nurse Joy’s friendly gaze. *Why does everyone think I’m a little kid?* Cynthia giggled softly, sensing his discomfort but knowing it was just a playful moment. She leaned into the warm atmosphere, where the gentle melody of the iconic Pokémon Center music filled the air, wrapping around them like a soft embrace. “By the way, Nurse Joy,” she added with a gentle smile, “have you ever had to change a trainer’s diaper if they… well, had an accident?” Nurse Joy blinked before breaking into a knowing smile, her voice sweet and nurturing. “Oh, I’ve handled all sorts of things, dear,” she said kindly, her gaze turning to him with a gentle understanding. “You’d be surprised,” she added with playful warmth, easing the moment just a bit. After a moment, Nurse Joy returned Blue’s Poké Balls, giving him an encouraging pat on the butt. “If you ever need anything, sweetie, just let me know, okay?” she said with a nurturing tone that made Blue feel cherished. He appreciated her gentle voice, though he still felt small. *I wish I could just be a normal trainer again…* Cynthia observed the exchange, a soft smile playing on her lips as she watched him. *Oh, he’s so precious when he’s like this,* she thought, feeling a wave of protective warmth. She could sense his exhaustion as he leaned into her, his eyelids beginning to droop. The comforting atmosphere of the Pokémon Center, filled with the sounds of trainers sharing stories and the rhythmic notes of soothing synth music, lulled him into a light daze. He let out a soft sigh, drifting into a light daze, the warmth of her presence feeling like a soft, protective blanket. *That’s it, sweetheart. Just relax. I’m here.* As she felt him settle, she looked down at his sleeping face, gently brushing a lock of hair away. *Look at him… so peaceful. If only I could protect him from all his worries forever,* she thought, her heart swelling with tenderness. After a few moments, she gently nudged him. “Blue, sweetheart, it’s time to wake up,” she whispered, her voice soothing. He stirred, blinking as he tried to adjust to the light streaming through the large windows. She giggled lightly, her voice tender. “Did you have a nice nap, little one?” she teased softly, filled with affection. *He’s so adorable when he’s sleepy.* Blue rubbed his eyes, feeling a mixture of lingering sleepiness and slight embarrassment. *Did I really just fall asleep?* But as he awoke, a slight, nagging feeling reminded him of the pressure building in his belly. *Oh no… I can’t use the diaper!* Seeing his nervous expression, Cynthia gently took his hand, leading him toward the exit. “Let’s get you home, sweetheart,” she murmured, noticing his slight discomfort. *I want him to know he can tell me if he needs anything. I’m here to help him feel safe.* Each step reminded him of his predicament, but as he walked beside her, he felt comforted by her warm presence, focusing more on her than on the curious looks of others. *I like holding her hand. It makes me feel better.* But the nagging feeling in his stomach didn’t go away, bringing a flicker of worry to his face. She noticed him doing a potty dance and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. *“Oh, my sweet Blue…” She felt a wave of empathy, hoping he knew he could trust her with anything. “If you need to go, it’s okay. I’ll take care of the mess, no matter what. It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m here to guide you every step of the way.”*

Created by Eevee Special thanks to moonfallstories for helping me write it, edit it and proof read it. Also special thanks to rawrbaby for suggesting to add certain internal dialogue to the chapter. Back story to chapter 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/VwB0XAIatd Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/Ybk771jbxr Chapter 2: Lessons in Manners Mini Chapter 4 Before they left the changing room, Cynthia picked up Blue's Pokéball-themed bag, holding it securely in one hand while tucking the leftover diaper under her arm. She extended her other hand, gesturing for him to take it. Without thinking, he reached out and grabbed her hand, holding it like a child would hold their mother’s. *What am I doing?* Cynthia’s heart swelled at the sight, and she gave his hand a gentle squeeze. *This is what I’ve been missing—a connection, a bond. Just like when I held my daughter’s hand. Blue, you’re not just a trainer; you’re my sweet little Eevee right now, and I’m here to protect you.* “Thank you for changing me,” he murmured shyly, his voice quiet and innocent, relishing the safety of her presence. *Why did I say that? I'm not a baby. I don't need to be diapered and dressed.* Her expression softened as she looked down at him with a gentle smile. *He’s so precious when he’s like this.* Her heart swelled with affection. “You’re welcome, sweetheart,” she replied in a hushed, motherly tone, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. *It’s okay to feel vulnerable. I’m here for you.* As she unlocked the changing room door, warmth filled her heart. *I can’t wait to continue Blue’s “training.”* She opened the door to find the clerk beaming at them. “You two look so cute together! And it seems your little trainee is enjoying the pacifier from the baby aisle,” she teased, noticing the soft sucking sounds from Blue’s Eevee-themed pacifier. *Oh, he’s just the cutest!* Blue’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and Cynthia couldn’t help but smile. *It’s such a wonderful sight to see him like this—so innocent and in need of care.* Cynthia gently patted his head as he blushed, still sucking on the pacifier. “Thank you!” she said. “The changing room was perfect—it had everything I needed to diaper my little trainee.” *I’m not wittle!* He squirmed at her words, but he felt so adorable when he got flustered. *It’s nice to take care of him like this.* Turning to the clerk, she asked, “Could you help me gather all the supplies I’ll need for my little trainee?” The clerk’s eyes lit up. “It’s already taken care of!” she replied, handing Cynthia a pastel pink diaper bag decorated in Sylveon colors. “This bag has everything you’ll need: an Eevee-themed changing mat, Poké Powder, Poké Wipes, Poké Lotion—and I may have tucked in a few surprises for you as well,” she added with a wink. *Surprises?* His mix of embarrassment and curiosity showed on his face. Cynthia admired the bag, appreciating its thoughtful design. “How wonderful! I’m so glad to have all of this,” she said, carefully tucking Blue’s Pokéball-themed bag into the diaper bag. *This will make everything so much easier to take care of him. No more carrying around his stuff alone. He’s too cute not to be taken care of.* As they walked to the elevator, Cynthia took his hand again, guiding him forward. He instinctively held her hand in return, gripping it tightly—like a little one holding onto his mother for reassurance. *Why am I holding her hand like a child? I’m a trainer!* But something about her touch made him feel safe, a feeling he couldn’t bring himself to let go of. As the elevator ascended, she took a moment to gently remove his pacifier and slip it into the diaper bag. He felt a little exposed without it, his hand twitching slightly as if he might reach for it again. *What am I doing? I shouldn’t need a pacifier!* He moved closer to her, clutching her arm tightly like a small child needing reassurance. *I don’t wanna feel like this.* “Thank you,” he murmured shyly, his voice quiet and sweet, savoring the warmth of her presence. Cynthia’s expression softened as she looked down at him with a gentle, motherly smile. *He’s so precious when he’s like this,* she thought, her heart swelling with affection. “You’re welcome, sweetheart,” she replied in a warm, hushed tone, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. When they reached the service desk, she took his hand once more, guiding him back like a mother leading her child. He held on tightly, seeking comfort from her. *I love how he holds my hand so trustingly. It’s like he’s my little one, and I’m here to protect him.* *These moments are so important. I want him to know it’s okay to let his guard down. Even the strongest trainers need comfort sometimes.* She felt a wave of warmth. *I can’t wait to teach him how to embrace these moments of care and comfort. Just like a child learning to lean on their mother—it’s a lesson in love and trust.* When they reached the service desk, Cynthia watched as the clerk rang up her selections: a Trial Pack, two bags of medium-sized Eevee-themed Poké Pamps, and the custom diaper bag package. Just as the clerk was about to finish, she paused. “Miss Cynthia, may I suggest getting four bags instead? We’re running a special where four bags cost as much as three.” *What a thoughtful deal! I should take advantage of that.* “Could I pay now and get different themed diapers delivered in the future?” “For you, Miss Cynthia, I can make that happen,” the clerk replied, handing her a sleek, red-and-white VIP Poké Pamps card adorned with a Pokéball design. This card does not only function as a VIP card but also as a credit card linked to Cynthia’s store account, along with her name as “Trainer” and Blue’s as “Little Trainee.” The card featured “Poké Pamps” embossed in gold letters, with a list of special VIP contacts, including Nurse Joy and the clerk’s personal phone number. *How perfect!* she thought. *This will make it so easy for me to get supplies for him in the future. I want to spoil him a little—it’s all part of the fun.* She felt a thrill at the thought of pampering him with thoughtful surprises. *I want him to know he’s cared for, just like a mother showering her child with love.* Leaning in with a playful smile, the clerk lowered her voice. “When you’re ready to try those different themed Poké Pamps bags, just give me a call directly,” she said, pointing to her number on the card. “And when you visit Nurse Joy, show her this card and ask if she can help your little trainee in a ‘special way,’” she added with a wink, hinting more at Nurse Joy’s VIP services than typical Pokémon care. *A ‘special way’? What does that even mean?* His mind raced with curiosity and a touch of worry. *Maybe it’s a game? Or something silly?* His heart raced, and he felt a flicker of fear. *What if it’s too silly?* Cynthia noticed his mix of excitement and uncertainty. *I need to guide him through this, just like a mother guiding her child through new experiences. He needs to know it’s okay to explore these feelings.* With everything finalized, Cynthia handed the clerk her card. “Thank you for all your help. You’ve been wonderful. Please add a tip for your hard work,” she said warmly. The clerk beamed. “Thank you, Miss Cynthia.” She processed the order and, instead of giving the VIP card back to Cynthia, she handed it to Blue with a gentle smile. Blue held it carefully before looking up at Cynthia with pride, feeling like her “little helper.” *I’m helping! Yay!* *Look at him, Cynthia thought, her heart full. He’s so proud to help! It’s these little moments that matter, and she wanted him to cherish each one. I’ll make sure he knows how special he is, just like any loving mother would.* Taking his hand again, Cynthia led him out of the store. As he adjusted to the feeling of the thick diaper around his waist, he noticed the faint crinkling sound it made with each step, along with the slight waddle it forced him into. *Why does it feel so funny?* Each movement reminded him of his current state—a blend of vulnerability and childish glee. Occasionally, he felt the soft padding hug him, making him blush. *This is so silly!* But her reassuring presence kept him calm.

Created by Eevee Special thanks to moonfallstories for helping me write it, edit it and proof read it. Also special thanks to rawrbaby for suggesting to add certain internal dialogue to the chapter. Back story to chapter 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/VwB0XAIatd Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/lOYiNmiKYK Mini Chapter 3 Chapter 2: Lessons in Manners Once he was settled, she guided Blue over to the changing table and helped him up. The soft mat, decorated with colorful Poké Balls, added a warm, welcoming touch to the space. As Blue felt the unexpectedly cozy surface beneath him, he instinctively hid his face even more, his heart racing. *Why do I feel so small?* Cynthia reached for the soft, crinkly Eevee-themed diaper that she laid neatly on the changing table when they first arrived in the changing room. The creamy tan color, adorned with adorable Eevee faces peeking out amidst playful hearts and sparkles, made her smile. She opened the trial pack, peeling off the Poké Ball sticker sealing it shut, the gentle crinkling sound filling the air. As it was unfolded, the familiar crinkling sound filled the air—a soft rustling that seemed to heighten the anticipation of the moment. A bright voice noted how soft and comfy it was going to be, her enthusiasm adding to the warmth of the scene. The diaper’s light and airy fluffiness became apparent as it was spread wide, evoking a sense of comfort and security in its very appearance. Behind his hands, Blue peeked through his fingers, feeling a mix of humiliation and fascination as he watched the diaper being prepared. *Am I really going to wear that? This is insane!* “Now, lift up for me, Blue,” she instructed in a gentle, motherly tone. Even while covering his face, he obeyed, lifting his hips just enough for her to slide the diaper beneath him, positioning it perfectly under his bottom. The fluffy padding cradled him softly, enveloping him in a strange sense of security, even as embarrassment washed over him. A strange feeling settled over her, yet a joyful warmth swelled in her heart. There was a quiet sense of fulfillment—taking care of someone this way felt so right. It had been too long since she’d had the chance to care for someone with such tenderness. As his face hid once more behind his hands, the soft material of the diaper was felt against his skin as the front was gently pulled up and wrapped around him. *What… what has my life come to?* he mumbled quietly, almost to himself. Before continuing, Cynthia reached for a pack of Poké Wipes from beneath the changing table, pulling one out with a motherly smile. With delicate precision, she began to clean him, her touch careful yet playful. “I hope you don’t mind, but I need to make sure you’re sparkling clean. Can’t have you being dirty in your new diaper like this!” she giggled softly, her teasing lilt making Blue squirm with embarrassment. It was almost unbelievable to be treated this way, leaving him wondering what everyone would think if they knew. Once she ensured he was clean, she took the bottle of Poké Lotion from beneath the changing table, where all the supplies were neatly organized. “Can’t forget this! We want to make sure you’re comfortable,” she teased, her voice light with amusement. His cheeks burned behind his hands as he heard the gentle squirt of lotion. She warmed it in her hands before applying it carefully to his skin, her touch soothing yet deliberate. *It’s like I’m a mom again, caring for her little one. I’ve missed this feeling so much…* After the lotion, she reached for the Poké Powder next. She shook some into her palm and dusted it lightly over his skin, the soft powder settling gently. “This will help prevent any rashes, sweetie,” she cooed, her tone both playful and caring. She gently raised the front of the diaper, wrapping it around him with a soft, practiced motion as the crinkly material enveloped him securely. The snug fit cradled him like a gentle embrace, giving him a sense of protection. He peeked again slightly from behind his hands, only to pull them back quickly, feeling both humiliated and oddly comforted by the secure embrace of the diaper. *What’s wrong with me? I shouldn’t be enjoying this in any way.* Before taping it up, Cynthia grabbed another Poké Wipe from the stack beside her, the cool, smooth texture contrasting with the soft diaper. “Just a quick wipe to keep things clean,” she said playfully, wiping her hands before she continued. “Good thing we have some wipes in this cute changing room,” she added with a grin, glancing at Blue. “You know, diapering you is a messy job! I’m just glad that these wipes were here or both of us would still be a mess.” His face burned with embarrassment, his hands instinctively covering his cheeks again. *This is so embarrassing…* he mumbled, a mix of dread and resignation swirling inside him. “Don’t worry, sweetie,” she said, her tone warm and reassuring. “We’re almost done, and I promise you’ll feel so much better in this cute little diaper!” “Let’s get this nice and snug,” she said, carefully positioning and fastening the tapes one by one. Each sound of the tape securing echoed in the quiet room, heightening his embarrassment. Nevertheless, she worked patiently, ensuring that every tape was perfectly aligned. Her fingers smoothed over the edges, checking for any gaps, her touch calm and reassuring. “We wouldn’t want any leaks, would we?” she teased gently, giving a final soft tug to ensure the fit was just right. Fear gripped him at the thought of anyone finding out about this; the dread of becoming the laughingstock of Kanto loomed larger than ever. As the soft padding wrapped securely around his waist and legs, the gentle ruffles created a snug fit, further intensifying his feelings of vulnerability. Cynthia gently helped Blue down from the changing table and set him on the ground. He sat there, still covering his face, looking every bit like a frightened child in a world that felt overwhelmingly new and strange. With a warm, motherly smile, she knelt beside him and helped him stand up. As she adjusted the waistband of his diaper, she double-checked each tape, ensuring everything was secure. Running her fingers along the leak guards, she tugged gently to make sure it fit just right. “There we go. Nice and snug!” she exclaimed, giving the back of his diaper a playful pat. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within him as he questioned why he was being treated this way; it felt so infantilizing. His cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and comfort, caught in the warmth of her nurturing care. In that moment, conflicting feelings of vulnerability and safety battled inside him, leaving him wishing to disappear while simultaneously feeling grateful for her attentive presence. At that moment, a knock on the door broke the stillness. “Is everything okay in there?” the clerk called out, concern threading through her voice. Cynthia replied cheerfully, “Yes! I just finished changing him, and I’m about to get him redressed in his clothes.” A playful, almost mischievous smile spread across her face. “Actually, could you do me a favor?” “Of course, Miss Cynthia,” the clerk responded, a hint of curiosity lacing her tone. Cynthia leaned in a little closer, keeping her voice light and playful. “Do you think you can grab me something that would make my little trainee more comfortable in his Eevee-themed diapers?” She envisioned a soft, comforting item that would ease his embarrassment and help him feel less exposed. Something that would remind him it’s okay to be vulnerable sometimes. There was a brief pause before the clerk replied, “I have the perfect things already in mind. I’ll be right back!” As the clerk left, Blue remained frozen in shock, still covering his face. The embarrassment of his situation washed over him in waves. Cynthia quietly giggled, her gaze lingering on him. He looked so cute in his new diapers, the soft, smooth fabric adorned with vibrant Eevee patterns wrapping him in a world of comfort and playfulness. While they waited for the clerk to return, Cynthia couldn’t shake these forgotten feelings. The happiness she felt from caring for Blue rekindled memories of the joy she had experienced with her. *This reminds me of when she was little. Taking care of Blue feels like a second chance to nurture someone. I thought I lost the opportunity years ago.* A few moments later, another knock echoed at the door. Cynthia opened it, greeting the clerk with a warm smile. The clerk handed her a small bundle in a plastic bag wrapped neatly. Cynthia's eyes lit up as she peeked inside, a giggle escaping her lips. Cynthia started to unwrap the bundle that clearly contained clothing, her curiosity piqued. As she eagerly opened it, the first item revealed itself: an adorable Eevee-themed pacifier. It was a warm, all-tan color, featuring a large, soft nipple and an ergonomic shield designed for maximum comfort. A tiny Eevee charm on the front added a whimsical touch. *This is simply perfect for him!* she thought, imagining how soothing this would be for Blue. As she continued to unwrap the bundle, she realized that the wrapping itself was an equally charming surprise: an Eevee onesie made of ultra-soft cotton, adorned with cheerful Eevee prints in warm, vivid colors. The onesie was tailored to fit snugly yet allowed for comfortable movement, featuring a convenient snap closure at the crotch and a soft scoop neckline. Cynthia closed the door quietly, glancing back at Blue with a playful smile. Her heart swelled with joy at the thought of him wearing such cute outfits. “Blue, sweetheart,” she called gently. “Come on, sweetie. It’s okay to show your face. I promise I won’t bite!” Blue, still lost in his embarrassment, began to snap back to reality upon hearing her caring tone. *How can a great trainer like me be reduced to this?* Confusion and shame washed over him, pulling him back into a childlike state. “Sweetheart, can you please uncover your face?” she cooed softly. Slowly, Blue removed his hands from his face, his cheeks still flushed. Just as he did, Cynthia seized the moment to slip the Eevee-themed pacifier into his mouth, gently pressing it in place. The soft, soothing pacifier sent a fresh wave of embarrassment through him, yet he felt oddly comforted. *Good boy! Just let it happen; there’s no need to fight it.* *This is so humiliating... but it feels nice. Why am I feeling this way?* She then held up the adorable Eevee onesie, the soft fabric beckoning with its playful design. “Do you think you can be a good boy, Blue, and let me get you dressed in this cute Eevee outfit?” she asked in a loving, motherly tone. *A good boy? I’m not a baby!* But despite his internal protests, he nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and embarrassment, the pacifier still resting gently in his mouth. *That’s it, sweetheart. Just relax. You’re in good hands.* The onesie was gently ruffled in Cynthia's hands as she playfully lifted it over his head, guiding his arms into the soft sleeves. The gentle fabric enveloped him, wrapping him in a warm embrace while she carefully pulled it down over his torso, ensuring a comfortable fit around his waist and diaper. Thoughts raced through her mind: *I can’t believe what I'm wearing. What happened to the confident trainer I used to be?* But that’s the beauty of this moment, Cynthia thought, smiling. *He’s learning that it’s okay to embrace comfort and cuteness, even when it feels a little silly. Every trainer deserves to be cared for!* Once it was settled, she began fastening the buttons at the crotch, one by one. The soft clicks echoed in his mind, each snap sending a pleasant shiver through him as the onesie hugged him securely. He couldn't help but feel a growing sense of comfort in the playful attire. *It’s just clothes... but it feels so different.* *Look at how snug and adorable you are now, Blue!* With each button fastened, Cynthia gently zipped up the onesie, her hands moving smoothly and lovingly as if she’d done this countless times before. “There we go,” she murmured with a smile, giving him an approving look as she patted the front of his onesie. *Oh, he’s absolutely precious! I can’t wait to see him fully dressed. He’s just like a little Eevee, so full of potential!* He felt warmth wash over him as her motherly touch reassured him, making him feel both protected and cherished. **Maybe it’s not all bad? No... I can’t think like that!** Next, she grabbed his tan shorts, holding them up. “How about we slide these over your new outfit, sweetheart?” she suggested softly. *Let’s add a little discreteness to your new outfit! You’re going to be the most adorable trainer out there!* Blue, still sucking on the pacifier, nodded, comforted by her gentle tone. Cynthia slid the shorts up his legs, adjusting them to fit just right over the onesie and the diaper. *I know this is a bit embarrassing for you, but it’s also a part of you learning a lesson. That’s what being a great trainer is all about!* With the shorts in place, she knelt to help him with his shoes, slipping each one on and tying the laces with the same careful attention. She tied each bow securely, her fingers moving gently to ensure they were comfortable and snug. Her hands lingered a moment on each shoe, giving each lace an extra tug, just like a mother would for a small child. *I’m not a kid. I should be battling, not getting dressed like this.*

Created by Eevee Special thanks to moonfallstories for helping me write it, edit it and proof read it. Also special thanks to rawrbaby for suggesting to add certain internal dialogue to the chapter. Back story to chapter 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/VwB0XAIatd Chapter 2: Lessons in Manners Mini Chapter 2 Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/KU3jSMqjUY The elevator doors slid open to reveal a hidden basement level, a private oasis inaccessible to the public. She stepped out, leading him into a surprising sight—a nursery-like realm filled with soft pastel colors, shelves lined with baby supplies, and countless Pokémon-themed diapering supplies. The air carried a sweet scent, faintly like cotton candy and fresh-baked cookies, wrapping around him in a nostalgic embrace. Warm nursery lighting cast a soft glow over the entire space, giving it a magical, dreamlike charm. Everywhere he looked, shelves overflowed with pastel onesies adorned with playful Pokémon designs. Diapering supplies were artfully displayed, from whimsical diaper bags to shelves stocked with Poké wipes, Poké powder, and even Poké lotion in gentle, playful hues. The walls were decorated with vivid murals of Pokémon frolicking in meadows. Each scene added warmth and liveliness, making the space feel like a surreal playground. His eyes were drawn to the towering shelf filled with trainer-sized diapers, each package neatly stacked and practically calling for attention. The packages showcased vibrant designs, from tan Eevee-themed diapers featuring little Eevee faces and playful hearts to more colorful patterns adorned with Vaporeon, Jolteon, and Flareon. Tucked away in corners were playful, girly designs—pink Jigglypuff Poké Pamps with faint images of the Pokémon singing lullabies, adding a soft touch of mystery to the array. Nearby, boxes of trial packs beckoned first-time customers with a chance to sample the products. Momentarily speechless, Blue stood frozen, his eyes wide as he took in the surreal reality surrounding him. Here he was in a secluded, VIP-only area of the department store, surrounded by diapering supplies and everything he had been desperately avoiding. *The weight of his situation crashed down on him, leaving him feeling dizzy.* Just then, Cynthia’s voice broke the silence as she turned to the clerk. “What a wonderful selection you have here!” she exclaimed, her enthusiasm lighting up her expression. The clerk beamed, a twinkle in her eye as she gestured toward the colorful displays. “Thank you! We pride ourselves on our Pokémon-themed diapering supplies. Those Eevee-themed Poké Pamps have been flying off the shelves!” She picked up a package featuring the tan Eevee design and held it up for Cynthia to see. “Look how cute and embarrassing these diapers are!” Cynthia nodded in agreement, her smile widening as she admired the package. “They really are cute! I think they would be perfect for him.” She glanced back at Blue, who was still frozen in shock. “Oh, and you should see the pink Jigglypuff ones! They’re super popular, too,” the clerk added, reaching for another package. “These have sweet designs that feature Jigglypuff singing. Such a delightful choice for little ones!” She glanced between Blue and Cynthia, clearly enjoying the playful atmosphere. At that moment, he snapped back to reality as Cynthia’s voice broke through his embarrassment. *But something had shifted within him. His composure melted away, leaving him feeling small and vulnerable—a child caught in a situation beyond his control waiting to be punished.* *He felt his mind spiraling inward, helpless against the realization of his predicament and what was about to happen. His usual confidence seemed distant, unreachable, replaced by a submissive sense of dread.* *It was like he was waiting for a scolding he couldn’t escape.* Cynthia’s voice cut through his thoughts, warm yet authoritative, pulling him back to the present. “I think the tan Eevee-themed Poké Pamps diaper would be best for you. Wouldn’t you agree, or should I get you the pink Jigglypuff ones?” she teased with a knowing smile. Her tone, both gentle and commanding, only deepened the weight of his situation. *He felt his face flush, his body tense as if her words alone held him in place. The choice was hardly his to make, and he knew it—he was entirely in her care.* Cynthia regarded the tan Eevee-themed diapers decorated with soft pastel designs as a gentle, creamy background with Eevee surrounded by sparkles and hearts. *She could see Blue’s dignity crumbling, stripped away by the infantile surroundings and cozy atmosphere. This would be a very important step for him in learning humility.* In a quiet, childlike voice, Blue managed to stammer, “N-no… I like the Eevee-themed ones.” *He suppressed a shiver. All this because he lost a stupid battle. For now, he was forced to play along, the least he could do was try to hold onto some dignity. He couldn’t bear the thought of being forced into girly diapers.* Cynthia’s eyes glinted with triumph at his response. *Yes!* she thought, *feeling pride as she watched him stumble, his usual composure slipping away in this childlike space.* *You’ve been so unruly, just like a wild Pokémon refusing to listen to its trainer. But look at you now, learning your place in this little game.* Cynthia raised an eyebrow, her expression shifting to serious playfulness. “You want the Eevee ones, do you? I can get you those, but I think you know the magic word,” she teased, mischief lighting up her gaze. “What’s the magic word, Blue?” He hesitated, feeling the weight of her expectation. With a soft sigh, he whispered, “Please.” His voice was meek but sincere, his pride slipping further under her gaze. *He couldn’t help but wonder how he had fallen so fast and hard. Surely this wouldn’t be his new life… right?* “Good boy,” Cynthia replied, her smile widening as she turned to the clerk. “We’ll take a few of the bags of Eevee-themed trainer-sized diapers, please.” Handing her business card to the clerk, Cynthia provided the address where she would be staying during her time in Kanto. She requested two bags of medium-sized Eevee-themed diapers to be sent there, and the clerk suggested starting with a trial pack to ensure a proper fit. Cynthia’s eyes lit up with approval. “That’s a wonderful idea,” she agreed. “Let’s try those on him right away.” She then asked about a private changing area, and the clerk giggled, gesturing to a secluded corner of the floor where soft lighting and a display of colorful diaper bags hid a cozy, family-style changing room. “Of course! How else would you diaper your trainee in private?” she replied with a smile. Blue remained quiet, *his disbelief intensifying* as they walked toward the concealed area. The soft lullaby continued in the background, mingling with the nursery lights and creating an ambiance that felt both serene and surreal. As they passed shelves stocked with Pokémon-themed wipes and powder, the smell of baby powder and cookies mixed with the lullaby, deepening the sense of wonder and embarrassment. Noticing his discomfort and his hand slipping away from hers, Cynthia remarked, “You’re not being a good boy for trying to run, sweetheart,” her tone gentle yet firm, filled with a hint of affection. “I might just have to punish you for that,” she added playfully as they approached the private room, her words softened by the lullaby’s gentle melody echoing through the magical, hidden basement level. The clerk led them to a room, unlocking the door with a key hanging from her necklace. His eyes widened at the sight before him as the door swung open—a cute Pokémon Center-themed changing area adorned with soft pastel colors and playful decorations. The walls, painted in soothing mint green and baby pink, enveloped them in a warm embrace while the gentle glow of the overhead lights illuminated the space, making everything feel inviting. He noticed the ceiling, playfully decorated with clouds and Pokémon silhouettes, twinkling stars seemingly dancing above them, creating an enchanting atmosphere that was both comforting and surreal. Cynthia observed his expression shift from shock to embarrassment, her heart swelling with warmth. *Oh, sweet Blue,* she mused, *you might think this is the end of the world right now, but it’s just the beginning of a valuable lesson.* In the Pokémon Center-themed changing room, Cynthia radiated calm confidence as she guided him through the changing process. *He felt an odd mix of embarrassment and comfort in her presence, her steady demeanor reassuring him even as his cheeks burned.* Nearby, a large, circular mirror surrounded by a fluffy, cloud-shaped frame invited them to see their reflections. When she gently reached for his little Pokéball-themed bag, he felt a pang of vulnerability as she removed it, watching as his last connection to his Pokémon slipped away. “Let’s get started,” she said, her voice gentle yet playful. As she reached for his long-sleeved purple shirt, she teasingly remarked, “This one’s been through quite a few adventures, huh?” He watched her fold it neatly, *his heart sinking further.* *What am I doing?* With each layer she removed, Blue’s confidence waned. The process felt strange, especially as she carefully took off his tan shorts, shoes, and socks, folding each item with a tenderness that only made him feel more exposed. Finally, she peeled off his Eevee-themed boxers, a giggle escaping her lips as she noticed the playful prints. “How cute! I knew I made the right choice with those Eevee-themed diapers. This will be quite the little upgrade from these dirty boxers you’re wearing,” she teased, leaving Blue beet red and feeling utterly vulnerable. The cheerful atmosphere surrounding them, enhanced by the nostalgic music of the Pokémon Center, filled the air with gentle, soothing melodies, making the experience feel even more whimsical, as if he had stepped into a world where age and pride didn't matter. *Oh, how adorable! They match perfectly!*, Cynthia thought, a warm smile creeping onto her face. *It’s like I planned this all along. I can’t believe how cute he will look in them. I wish I could’ve seen this side of him before he became a “tough trainer.”* As she prepared to dress him in the new diapers, he couldn’t shake the overwhelming feelings swirling inside him. He felt exposed, stripped of his usual composure, and he couldn’t help but wonder how he had ended up in this situation. *Was it really so bad to feel this way?* The question lingered in his mind, battling against his desire to reclaim his lost sense of pride, as the gentle sounds and soft melodies played softly in the background, wrapping around them like a comforting blanket. His mind began to settle down.

Chapter 2: Lessons in Manners Mini Chapter 1 Created by Eevee Special thanks to moonfallstories for helping me write it, edit it and proof read it. Also special thanks to rawrbaby for suggesting to add certain internal dialogue to the chapter. Back story to chapter 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/VwB0XAIatd Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/Gj6hAauj3o Chapter 2: Lessons in Manners Mini Chapter 1 As they left Vermilion City, Cynthia strode ahead with unshakable confidence, her posture perfectly poised. She wore her sleek black outfit, the long, flowing coat with fur-like trim billowing slightly with each step. Blue, still somewhat reluctantly clasping her hand, followed with a blend of annoyance and an oddly comforting sense of security. Though his pride bristled, he trailed just behind, adopting a stance that felt uncomfortably passive. *How could a top trainer like me end up like this?* he brooded, his usual smug confidence souring under a growing sting of humility. Yet every time he slowed or dragged his feet, she would glance back, her calm yet authoritative gaze catching him like a hook. "Stay close, Blue," she reminded, her tone soft yet firm. It was laced with a motherly quality that left no room for argument. “You don’t want to get lost, now, do you?” The warmth in her voice, coupled with her unyielding composure, was both nurturing and a little intimidating. He huffed but tightened his grip on her hand, pretending it was a mere coincidence. He didn’t dare fall back any further; her presence commanded him forward in a way that surprised him. As they entered the Underground Tunnel connecting Vermilion to Route 6, the dimness and faint echoes made every step feel heavier, as though her authority weighed on him even more. *Great trainers don’t get dragged around like this,* he reminded himself, internally scoffing. *I’m not some rookie!* Yet, his frustration tangled with a strange feeling of respect—one he wasn’t about to admit. Cynthia noticed his brows furrowing and had to stifle a smirk. *Still clinging to that pride of yours, huh? So sweet, thinking you’re above a lesson or two.* The stubborn glint in his eyes and the slight twist of his mouth as he chafed against her lead were all too familiar to her. He shot a look toward the tunnel’s shadows, almost as if calculating his chances for an escape. She squeezed his hand, firm yet reassuring. *Nice try,* she thought, *but there’s no running off this time. Today, you’re here to learn about a thing or two called respect—and maybe a bit of manners.* When they finally emerged from the tunnel, a warm golden glow from the setting sun greeted them on Route 6. Blue took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief—until he noticed how the other trainers reacted as she led him forward. Trainers who might normally approach for a challenge or glance at him with recognition now turned away, eyes lowered. There was something in their stance, a silent reverence for her presence that made him bristle. *What’s with the looks?* he thought with a pang of jealousy. **I used to command that respect. That kind of attention used to be mine.** Cynthia caught the flicker of resentment in his eyes and allowed herself a small, knowing smile. Watching him wrestle with his wounded pride, she couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of amusement. With a calm determination, she led him forward, ready to teach him the lessons he so clearly needed. By the time they reached Celadon, the city’s lights sparkled against the early evening sky, twinkling like stars scattered across a blue velvet backdrop. She led him straight to the towering Celadon Department Store, her grip gentle yet resolute—a silent reminder of her unyielding guidance. He followed, his usual spring dampened by curiosity and fearfulness. He couldn’t help but feel a little apprehensive; her calm insistence left him no chance to resist. As they stepped through the entrance, the bell above the door jingled, instantly drowning them in the warm embrace of the bustling store. Inside, the atmosphere was electric. Shelves bursting with colorful potions and Poké Balls beckoned to trainers while families' cheerful chatter and laughter created an inviting buzz. Nearby, a large display showcased plush Pokémon toys, each cuter than the last, eliciting delighted squeals from children. The bright lights above illuminated the aisles, casting a playful glow on everything, making even the mundane feel magical. The lively tune of the Poké Mart theme floated through the air, its bright, synthesized notes dancing playfully amidst the soft rustle of shopping bags and the chatter of eager trainers. The melody was cheerful and bouncy, promising an adventure, like the thrill of uncovering hidden treasures within the aisles. Cynthia strode confidently to the service desk, her hand holding his securely. Blue glanced around, hoping no one noticed him being led like this. The clerk at the counter, dressed in a crisp uniform adorned with the store’s logo, greeted her with respectful recognition. Blue felt the weight of her reputation pressing down on him. “I’m here to teach a lesson in manners,” Cynthia explained, her tone playful yet authoritative. “I’m looking for something that would help me teach this young trainee to learn some manners. If you have anything embarrassing, that would be perfect.” Blue’s heart sank as her words registered. *Embarrassing? What could be worse than this?* he wondered anxiously. He forced himself to maintain a confident expression, but Cynthia noticed the flicker of panic in his eyes and barely suppressed a grin. *Already worried?* she thought, entertained by his discomfort. *Oh, this is just the beginning. Don’t look so surprised—you’ve had this coming for a long time.* The clerk, considering the request, tilted her head thoughtfully. “I believe we have just the thing,” she said but hesitated. “However, it’s restricted to VIP customers only. You must be a VIP member to access that floor.” Cynthia’s smile didn’t falter as she reached into her purse, producing her Champion ID with calm confidence. The clerk’s eyes widened, realizing who stood before her. “I thought it was you, Miss Cynthia. My apologies,” she said, instantly deferential. Cynthia’s expression remained poised, her authority affirmed with ease. “Let’s just say I have a few privileges,” she replied smoothly. Blue’s usual arrogance faltered; watching her command respect so naturally left him feeling small. She walked to the elevator without a hint of hesitation while he trailed in her shadow, frustration gnawing at his pride. Cynthia caught his moment of hesitation and bit back a laugh. He averted his gaze, squirming slightly. *And I can’t wait to see just how you handle it.* The clerk pulled a thin key from a chain around her neck, unlocking the elevator with practiced precision. She ushered Cynthia and Blue inside, and as the doors closed, he felt a strange cocktail of anticipation and dread. The rhythmic beat of the store’s music pulsed gently in the background, adding to the growing tension. Her grip was steady, her silent confidence unbreakable, as they descended beneath the first floor. Her eyes glinted with a hint of mischief as she watched him. She enjoyed watching him squirm. *A little discomfort would seed humility.* As the elevator hummed softly, she felt a deep sense of satisfaction. *Maybe he will think twice next time before letting his ego get the best of him.*

Created by Eevee Special thanks to moonfallstories for helping me write it. Back story to chapter 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/rX1DF7LD1Q Chapter 1: Trainer to Trainee Link to the original place of my story:https://www.reddit.com/r/abdlstories/s/JKJGzQQEcE Blue strode through the bustling streets of Viridian City, his chest puffed out and a smug grin plastered across his face. Just moments ago, he had effortlessly defeated Misty, the Cerulean City Gym Leader, solidifying his reputation as one of the most promising young Pokémon trainers in the region. As he made his way to the annual Moon Festival, Blue basked in his own glory. The victory over Misty had been a cakewalk, and he relished the thought of rubbing it in his rivals’ faces. To him, greatness was all but guaranteed—the title of Pokémon Champion was practically within his grasp. The streets were alive with the sights and sounds of the festival. Colorful lanterns hung from every storefront, and the "the air was filled with laughter and murmuring chatter. Blue navigated through the crowds, his eyes scanning for familiar faces he could impress with tales of his latest triumph. “Did you hear? Blue completely destroyed Misty at the Cerulean Gym!. "he overheard one passerby whispered excitedly." “No way! That kid's on a whole other level. I can't wait to see him take on the Pokémon League,” the other replied, awe evident in their voice. Blue chuckled to himself, feeling smug. "That’s right, peasants, he thought." I’m on my way to the top, and none of you can stop me. As the night wore on, Blue found himself surrounded by a group of equally boastful young trainers, each eager to share tales of their victories. He was the center of attention, dramatically recounting his battle with Misty. “And just as Misty's Starmie was about to land a devastating blow, I shouted, ‘Eevee, now! Use Buzzy Buzz!’” he exclaimed, animatedly reliving the moment. “My Eevee sprang into action, sparking with electricity, and bam! Starmie got hit right before it could launch its Bubble Beam! The electricity crackled all around, and with one last shimmer, her Starmie fainted! I could hardly contain myself, gesturing wildly as the ref declared me the winner. It was awesome—Eevee was unstoppable!” “You should’ve seen her face—she was totally stunned!” The group erupted into laughter and cheers, and Blue soaked in their adulation. Under the bright light of the moon, he felt invincible. “This calls for a celebration!” he announced, leading the group toward a row of food stalls. “Rounds are on me. After all, I’m the best, and I deserve to celebrate my victory.” Cheers rang out as they eagerly followed him. As the night went on, he indulged in one too many celebratory drinks, his boasts growing louder and more outrageous with each passing hour. Eventually, however, the festival began winding down. He stumbled back to his hotel, his head swirling with alcohol and pride. The tipsiness he felt was accompanied by a dull throb behind his eyes, a warning sign of the headache brewing from his indulgence. He squinted against the light, rubbing his temples, but the discomfort lingered stubbornly, reminding him of the drinks he had enjoyed. Finally, he collapsed onto his bed with a satisfied grin, grateful for the night's memories even as he cradled his aching head. “Tomorrow, the S.S. Anne sets sail for Kanto,” he mumbled to himself, his eyelids heavy and struggling to stay open. “I’ll show those fools on board just how strong I am. They’ll be begging me to join their pathetic little crews.” His voice trailed off as the weight of exhaustion overwhelmed him. With that, he slumped back against the bed, drifting off into a deep, dreamless sleep, completely unaware of the challenges that awaited him. --- The next morning, Blue jolted awake, a pounding headache clawing at his temples. Panic washed over him as he glanced at the clock, his eyes widening in horror—the S.S. Anne was set to depart in less than an hour, and he was nowhere near ready. The remnants of last night's revelry swirled in his mind, making his stomach churn as he scrambled to gather himself. “Arceus, no!” he cursed, scrambling to his feet and hastily gathering his belongings. He threw on his clothes and bolted out the door, nearly colliding with a group of startled Pidgey as he sprinted toward the Viridian City docks. The S.S. Anne was the premier luxury cruise ship that traversed the Pokémon world, and he had been looking forward to this voyage for weeks. It was his chance to showcase his skills to trainers from all over, and he couldn't afford to miss it. Weaving through the bustling streets of Celadon, Blue’s heart pounded as he neared the port. By the time he reached the docks, he was a disheveled mess, but the sight of the gangway spurred him on. Just as he was about to board, he collided with a tall, elegant woman, nearly knocking her off her feet. “Out of my way!” Blue snapped, his arrogance drowning out any trace of courtesy. “I can’t be late for this!” The woman, unfazed by his rudeness, met his gaze with a calm, steady look. Dressed in a long black coat with fur-trimmed cuffs, her blonde hair cascaded down her back in soft waves. Her gray eyes shimmered with wisdom, conveying an air of authority that made Blue hesitate, but desperation to reach the ship overtook his caution. “Move it!” he growled, trying to push past her, but she stood her ground, unwavering as a mountain. He stumbled backwards, glaring at her. “Move out of my way!” he snapped, his tone dripping with entitlement. “Can’t you see I’m in a hurry?” The woman’s expression remained serene, almost amused. Without a word, she turned to the ticket master and gestured to the ship, signaling for the departure to proceed. Blue watched in horror as the gangway was pulled away, and the S.S. Anne’s horn blared as it began to depart. Rage boiled within him. He whirled on the mysterious woman, fists clenched. “What do you think you’re doing?” he shouted, drawing the attention of nearby onlookers. “Do you have any idea who I am? I’m the greatest Pokémon trainer in all of Kanto, and you just cost me my chance at becoming the Champion!” The woman’s gray eyes met his, her gaze steady and unwavering. “I am Cynthia,” she said, her voice soft yet firm. “And you, Blue, have much to learn about respect and manners.” His face twisted with fury as he reached for a Poké Ball at his belt. “If you think you can just waltz in and ruin my plans, you’ve got another thing coming! I challenge you to a Pokémon battle, right here, right now!” he shouted, confidence boiling over. Her lips curled into a slight smile, calm and unwavering. She raised a single hand, silencing his outburst. “Very well,” she replied, her tone almost playful but with an underlying authority. “But if you lose, I get to teach you some manners. You’ll do as I say until you’ve learned respect. Understood?” “And if I win?” he shot back, fire in his eyes. She paused, a gleam of interest in her gaze. “I travel the world to research Pokémon legends,” she said, her voice calm yet firm. “Along the way, I’ve caught many rare Pokémon. If you defeat me, you may choose one of them as your prize.” "Fine by me," he sneered, he replied, already picturing his victory. With a flick of her wrist, Cynthia released her formidable Garchomp. The crowd gasped, recognizing the power of her Dragon-type Pokémon. “Garchomp, let’s show them what we can do,” she said confidently. “I only need one Pokémon to defeat you.” Blue summoned his trusted Eevee, brimming with misplaced confidence. “Let’s show her what we’ve got, Eevee!” he shouted, and the battle began. “Eevee, use Quick Attack!” he commanded, his voice filled with excitement. But Garchomp moved with a speed that took Blue by surprise. “Dodge it, Garchomp!” Cynthia instructed, her tone calm and collected. The Dragon-type evaded effortlessly, then leapt forward with a gleam in its eyes. “Garchomp, use Rock Smash!” she called out. With a powerful strike, Garchomp’s Rock Smash hit Eevee, sending it crashing to the ground, fainted in an instant. Cynthia gave a small nod, her expression firm but understanding. “It's super effective,” she noted with a calm smile. “And a good reminder to always be prepared, Blue.” He clenched his teeth, anger flashing in his eyes. “Eevee, return!” “This isn’t over yet! Go, Spearow!” Blue shouted, throwing his next Poké Ball with fierce determination, eager to reclaim his pride. “Spearow, use Peck!” he commanded, his voice tinged with desperation as doubt began to creep in. But Cynthia remained unfazed, her demeanor as steady as ever. “Garchomp, use Stone Edge!” she ordered, her tone calm and authoritative. With remarkable precision, Garchomp unleashed a barrage of sharp stones that struck Spearow mid-flight. The impact was brutal, sending Spearow spiraling down to the ground. “Super effective,” she remarked coolly as Spearow fell, unconscious. “You see, Blue, it’s not enough to rely on strength alone. You must also understand your Pokémon and their capabilities.” Blue’s face twisted in frustration as he recalled Spearow. “Spearow, return!” he shouted, his anger boiling over. He couldn't fathom how swiftly his Pokémon had been taken down. The thought of losing was unbearable. “You’re up, Sandshrew!” he yelled, trying to reignite his dwindling confidence as he sent out his next Pokémon. He clenched his fists, determined to turn the tide. “Sandshrew, use Swift!” he commanded, hoping to land a hit and regain the upper hand. Cynthia, however, remained unfazed. “Garchomp, evade and use Aqua Tail!” she instructed, her voice steady and composed. Garchomp moved with astonishing agility, its tail glowing with swirling water energy before it struck Sandshrew head-on. The powerful Water-type attack overwhelmed the little Ground-type, sending it crashing to the ground. “And… it’s super effective!” She teased, a slight smile curving her lips. “Remember, Blue, even the smallest of Pokémon can be formidable with the right training.” Frustration coursed through his veins. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go! He recalled Sandshrew, his confidence faltering but his resolve still intact. “You’ll see—I won’t lose! Rattata, let’s finish this!” he declared, throwing out his next Poké Ball with renewed determination. “Rattata, use Hyper Fang!” he yelled, his voice ringing with fierce conviction. But Cynthia stood unwavering, her calm confidence infuriating Blue even more. “Garchomp, Rock Smash!” she called out, and with a powerful leap, Garchomp crashed into Rattata, sending it sprawling and fainting on impact. “Super effective,” she noted, her expression unyielding. “It seems you’re still not getting the message, Blue.” As he stared at the battlefield littered with his defeated Pokémon, disbelief washed over Blue, quickly replaced by a surge of rage. The crowd watched in stunned silence, their excitement fading as Cynthia stood tall, Garchomp at her side, the undisputed victor. With a calm smile, she nodded at her Pokémon. “Return, Garchomp,” she said, recalling her dragon into its Poké Ball with a flick of her wrist. The dismissal felt like a slap to Blue’s pride, and he could feel the weight of humiliation settling heavily on his shoulders. “I told you, Blue,” Cynthia said, her voice smooth yet firm, “one Pokémon was all I needed.” The words struck him like a physical blow. “What do you mean, 'one Pokémon'?” he shot back, desperately clinging to the remnants of his bravado. “You got lucky!” Cynthia stepped closer, her expression unreadable as Blue braced himself for her next words. “Well, young man,” she said, her authority undeniable, “it seems you have much to learn. As I mentioned before, you will now do as I say until you’ve learned some manners.” Before he could react, her hand grasped his wrist firmly. With an unyielding grip, she began to lead him away, much like a mother guiding a stubborn child. “No excuses,” she continued, her tone brooking no argument. “From this moment on, you’re under my tutelage. I’ll teach you the value of manners and respect, whether you like it or not.” Blue’s heart sank at the realization of what this meant. He had been bested in front of a crowd, and now he was bound to her will, forced to confront the flaws that had led to his downfall. With a resigned sigh, he trudged alongside her, shoulders slumped, his once unshakeable confidence shattered. As they walked away, she held his wrist firmly, guiding him like a mother leading an unruly child. Blue felt a swirl of dread and curiosity about the challenges that lay ahead. Would he ever reclaim the confidence that had once defined him? One thing was certain: his life was about to change in ways he had never anticipated.

Based on the amazing computer game of the same title I present everstone daycare Hello there if your reading this than you must be wanting to drop off your pokemon at everstone daycare a place that takes disobedient and bratty pokemon and turns them into mature battle ready pokemon, here at everstone we take disobedient pokemon and do what is called regression therapy basically we have them wear diapers drink from bottles and what have you every time the Pokemon proves good behavior and such the will be upgraded to the next rung as it goes diapers training pants pull ups training undies undies and Finnally graduation as a fully mature mon who's ready for the world. Everstone daycare has a variety of nurses to care for all the Pokemon from are head nurse nurse Charmeleon to our disciplinary nurse nurse ursaring and even our kindest nurse nurse buizel the nurses in order are head nurse nurse Charmeleon, disciplinary nurse mew and ursaring, cook nurse zigzagoon nighttime nurse haunter and Finnally care taker nurse buizel. Each nurse is here to take care of all the new pokemon and old ones who still stay here so come on down and join everstone daycare the building has enough space for everyone as this diagram will show. Now rules rule 1 you can be any of the nurses the only female nurses are Charmeleon and mew the other nurses are male you can also be any pokemon from the past 9 generations including legendaries. Rule 2 be descriptive as much as you can be when it comes to diaper changes and other scenes, I don't mind short paragraphs but I am a bit of a stickler when it comes to descriptions. Rule 3 have fun and enjoy yourselves anyone is allowed to join and you can be any age you want to be just be careful this is supposed to be a fun not a place to be mean unless your playing a bully. Rule 4 no hating or ranting on someone be respectful and keep it friendly now go have fun and enjoy yourself at everstone daycare.

(An older story, originally written for Valentine's Day.) ----------------------------------------- Buzz trekked through the dungeon; his wits were as sharp as the claws he sheathed, and twice as tough. The brave Luxray was stalwart, not letting his guard down for a moment. He knew that what awaited him on the final floor would be a treasure of the ages. After an arduous journey, he finally found a stairwell leading down to the next level. Soon his adventure would be over, and Buzz would be rewarded handsomely. He could hardly wait. As he came to the bottom of the stairwell, Buzz immediately realized he was in the lair of his greatest challenge yet. Scenic candles decorated the walls around him. The lights were low, perfectly capturing the atmosphere. There, at the edge of her bedchambers, sat the master of this domain. “BWAHAHAHA!” cackled Queen Venus. The Serperior before him was as wicked as she was beautiful. Her eyes were keenly locked on the daring intruder. “Welcome, intrepid adventurer. I see you have bested my dungeon.” The serpent villainess flicked her tail with a thunderous crack. “But your efforts will be for naught. You have no hope of escaping from here!” The Luxray took a brave stance, sizing up the snake Pokémon. “I beg to differ. Try to mystify me if you must, but I, Buzz the Luxray, will best you in combat and leave this dungeon.” Venus let out another thunderous cackle. “Ha! I see you are as confident as you are cute.” Twin vines sprouted from Venus’s back, her gaze sharpening. “But such lavish words won’t work on me. I am a lady of action. And you…” Within an instant, one of the vines snared around Buzz’s hindlegs. Venus pulled the vine back, quickly confounding the Luxray, sending Buzz falling onto his back. “…You are out of your league, little one!” Buzz cried out in protest. “Curses! You fiend! How could I be defeated so easily?” The queen didn’t answer his question. She instead chose to bat her eyelashes, feeling cocky. “Now you know what happens to those who challenge Queen Venus.” The queen rubbed a vine around the edges of Buzz’s cheeks. “But worry not. I will not let a specimen as dashing as you go to waste. Every story deserves a happy ending, after all. As a reward for being the cutest warrior to brave my dungeon…” From behind, the villain pulled out a package of the most unthinkable, most devilish, the cruelest item imaginable. The cursed items would no doubt be used to seal the adventurer’s fate for all of time. Buzz gasped loudly, dumbfounded by the package before him. “You can’t possibly mean!?” “You, precious adventurer, get to be my baby for all time!” She bellowed, tearing open a fresh package of extra thick diapers. “Prepare for your padded prison!” “Wow,” Buzz thought to himself, Venus is really getting into this. I was worried she was going to freeze up, but it looks like she’s really enjoying herself.” Buzz was laid splayed out, at the mercy of his captor. He brought his paws up in a desperate attempt to shield himself from this wicked villainess. “Noooooo! What a cruel twist of fate! It appears that even an adventurer of my caliber is no match for the majesty of the radiant Queen Venus.” Venus blinked, a blush rising on her cheeks. “I, um…” Her voice squeaked, Buzz’s words pulling her out of character. If she was an evil mastermind, she would have already been swooned by this dashing Pokémon ten times over. “Focus, Venus!” she thought to herself “It’s only part of the game. You know how much Buzz loves to flirt.” Venus shook her head, and she was back to her evil ways, “That’s right. Now you know the fate of those who cross me.” With that, Venus’s vines got to work. One shot out and swiftly coiled around Buzz, keeping him nice and snug. With another, Venus ripped open the package of diapers. She pulled one out, revealing its adorable design. The diaper was white with pink accents around the edges. Spread around the diaper, there were designs of ribbons and lollipops. The size was marvelous. The diaper was big enough to fit a Charizard, let alone a Luxray. His prideful stride would soon be reduced to an adorable waddle. The queen had spared no expense for him. “I hope you’re ready, little one. See this cushy pamper? It’s about to take permanent residence on your hindquarters.” Venus lifted Buzz’s legs, setting them back down directly onto the surface of an open diaper. “That’s right. Lie back, powerless to stop me.” The other vine fished behind the bed, revealing another item, another foul tool of torment. A full shaker of baby powder! “No! You can’t!” The adventurer whined, “Those flowery scents will clash with my heroic aroma.” Buzz put up a struggle—not faking, most certainly using all his might—and try to break free. Venus hugged him tight, not daring to let go of her precious little hero. Buzz soon gave up on his struggle for freedom. There was nothing he could do, except sit back and wait. “The only aroma you’ll have is that of a helpless cub.” The villain knew no mercy. Venus turned the shaker open, and soon the former hero was engulfed in a smokescreen of lavender and chamomile scents. After she had felt he was sufficiently powdered, Venus discarded the shaker, and began to work the vines on the diaper tapes. Buzz’s heartrate was rising, his body hot with anticipation. “No, please! Anything but that. I don’t want to be a baby!” Venus had no time for protests. “It’s too late for that now. I believe, in time, you will learn to love being my precious little one.” There was a pause from the villain, still working on Buzz’s impending diapered fate. “Now accept this—wait, no. Maybe like this…? Dang it.” “…Venus?” “Ugh! Stun seed!” Venus cried out in frustration. “I call stun seed!” Stun seed was the safe word the two had agreed upon. Buzz was surprised to hear Venus say it first, especially when their night was going so well. “Venus, is something the matter?” Venus grumbled, her cheeks puffing up. “It’s these stupid tapes. They won’t stick.” Try as she might, Venus struggled to close the diaper properly. Her lack of experience was showing, as the grip of her vines continued to slide off the slick surface. “Hey, it’s okay.” Buzz held one of Venus’ vines in his paw. “You want me to do this part? I have a lot more experience with this stuff.” Taping a diaper onto oneself was not usually something to boast about, but Buzz felt the need to lighten the mood. Venus shook her head. “That’s not how the story goes. The wicked queen of the dungeon—that’s me—is supposed to trap the cocky explorer—that’s you—in diapers and baby you. But the story doesn’t work if she can’t even put the diaper on.” Buzz tapped his chin, trying to brainstorm a solution. Venus was nothing if not dedicated. She truly cared about not compromising her role. “Well, maybe the explorer diapers himself this time? Maybe the queen orders him to, and he complies out of fear.” Venus paused, updating the story details in her mind. Would that be true for her character? This roleplay needed a rewrite. “I guess,” She huffed, “Sorry. This is our first time together. I just want everything to be perfect.” “This isn’t our first time together.” “You know what I mean. This is our first time doing it,” She waved a vine, gesturing to the room at large. “Like this. The roleplaying, the acting…the diapers. I know how much this means to you.” It was true that this was a departure from their usual date nights. It took a long time for Buzz to open up about his particular taste. Still, there was no one else he would rather share this experience with than Venus. He could never have imagined they would be indulging in this fantasy together. He couldn’t have asked for a better partner. Buzz hopped onto the bed, looking his partner into her eyes. “First of all, you’re what is important to me. Nothing means more to me than your happiness.” “Buzz…” “Secondly, I don’t care if we get things wrong the first time. You have already done an amazing job so far. We have all the time in the world to get it right. I’m not going anywhere.” “Really?” The kind words filled Venus with relief. “Did you like my decorations? The ones in the living room?" “Of course, my darling. The dungeon was an excellent touch. I thought the sticky notes with the skull drawings were very intimidating. I was almost afraid to come downstairs.” Buzz said, smirking. Venus chuckled, “Okay, okay. But can you do something for me first?” “Yes?” “Can we take you off the bed? You’re going to get powder everywhere.” Buzz looked down at the mess he had made. Some of the powder sprinkled onto him had landed on the bedsheets. “I’ll shake this out later.” He answered bashfully. “First time mistakes, and all that, right?” “Hehe. This is why babies should stay in their diapers.” She lifted Buzz up by the armpits, setting him back down on the open diaper. “I know. How about you talk me through it, so I know what to do for next time?” Buzz nodded. He tried his best to inform his girlfriend of the proper technique for taping a diaper. It took a fair bit of trial and error, with the couple having to resort to starting over, using a new diaper. Eventually, with enough coaching and practice, the process was complete. Venus laid Buzz on his back, as he rested over the padding. She sprinkled a liberal amount of baby powder on, before rubbing it in. The tapes were pulled over, one by one, closing the diaper around her boyfriend’s waist. “Done!” Venus exclaimed! “How’s that for a diaper change?” Venus couldn’t help but feel accomplished. She was not going to let something as silly as a diaper ruin their evening. “There we go.” He pawed at the front and inspected his girlfriend’s handiwork. “Nice fit. It’s not loose or too tight. You did very well.” Buzz took a few cursory, waddling steps. He stretched his legs, sat up and down on his padded rear. According to his evaluation, the padding had no chance of coming off prematurely. Their playtime could continue without interruption. For Venus, seeing her boyfriend of so many years taped up in a diaper was a sight to behold. She had plenty of time to mentally prepare for tonight, to absorb the mindset. Venus wanted nothing more than to be supportive of her partner, knowing exactly how much this meant to him. Venus looked down at Buzz, still inspecting her handiwork, and smiled. The way his hindlegs splayed out to the side. The way his gait was spread out. She was happy Buzz decided to confide this secret with her. Because the end result was so unbelievably cute. Diapers or not, Buzz was still her love. To think that he had ended up with her. Her! A lion and a snake! She had found someone to love, in him, and it felt good. Amazing. She had been saving up a lifetime of love and could think of no one better to spend it on. No one but her Buzz. Her dashing, daring, caring Buzz. Handsome, stoic, brave and heroic. What a feeling, to be in love. She knew it was out there for her. She never stopped believing. She had finally found it and could not be happier. “Venus? You still there?” “Ah!” Venus yelped. She shook her head, having let her mind wander in such a dreamy direction. “Sorry, sorry! Ahem.” Venus straightened her posture back up. “I’m ready to return to the scene, if you are, honey.” “Please continue, my queen.” “Gosh, he is such a little smooth talker.” And so, the story continues. The queen sneered at the helpless hero, still wrapped in her vines. “Much better. Now, it’s time to put those claws of yours away. I would not want my precious cub to cut himself by accident.” The queen then unveiled her next item of doom. A set of pastel blue booties, with white paw prints on the bottoms, perfectly sized for the paws of a Luxray. One by one, four booties were pulled down and tied tight. The fallen hero gasped at his new attire. The cushy diaper taped onto his hindquarters. His paws trapped in a covering of fleece and wool. Everything spelled babyish doom for the explorer. The thought made his heart race. Buzz gulped, the scene being almost too much to bear. He had to retain his composure. “Y-you will not get away with this, Queen!” “Oh, but I already have, my mewling little kitten. And I do believe you have lost the right to call me by that title. From this day forth, you shall only refer to me by one name and one name alone. Mama!” Simply hearing Venus say such a thing caused a shudder to wring out through Buzz’s body. Venus’ words cut through his armor faster than any blade ever could. “This is really happening.” The diaper-clad lion Pokémon thought to himself. “I…I will do no such thing!” The queen remained ruthless. “How adorable. My cute little kitty thinks he has a choice in the matter. Do you still not understand? You have lost. This is my domain, and my word is law. If I decide to keep you as my cub, then that is how it shall stay. Understood?” Buzz was quivering in Venus’ grasp. “Please.” Buzz begged through sharp intakes of air. “I want to hear you say it. Call me by that name and seal your fate as my baby. You haven’t a choice. Say. It.” Buzz let out an unsteady purr. His face was drawing up a furrow and a zig-zag lip. He had never felt this way before. Buzz yelled out the first thing that came to mind. “Stun seed!” Venus blinked. “What?” Her demeanor flicked like a switch, returning to her regular self. She loosened the grip of her vines, setting Buzz back to ground level. “Oh. Oh, honey, did I get something wrong? I was only going with the flow.” Buzz shook his head. “No! No, my darling, you were amazing!” Buzz fell to his side. Flush in the face, he took sharp inhales and exhales. “I needed to catch my breath for a moment. It turns out that the real deal is much more intimate than I expected. It is no cause for concern.” Buzz sat up, his demeanor improving. “I must say, you play this role very well.” “Well, you knew I was an actress when you met me.” Venus smiled, feeling faltered. “I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t loving this role.” Buzz nodded. “I can see that. I need to try and keep pace with you. Admittedly, I was fumbling my lines back there. My apologies. I hope this isn’t ruining the night.” “Oh, hon, of course not. All that matters is that we get to have fun together. Really, all I need you to do is be your adorable self.” Venus pressed her tail against Buzz’s diaper, sending off a few crinkly, powdery pats. “And you pass that test with flying colors.” When Buzz finally calmed down, and reflected on the scene, he realized how wonderful tonight truly was. His Venus, whom he loved with all his heart. She had opened her heart to him, given him her everything. There was no struggle, no hardship. Where these things were once commonplace, all dashed away by her. She made the foreign concept a natural reaction. Loving was as easy for her to give as the time of day. Her love was never a luxury, but it was absolutely priceless. “Are you ready, Buzz?” she asked lovingly. “I’m ready, Venus” he answered truthfully. “That’s Mama to you, cutie.” And so, the story continues once more. Queen Venus still had the heroic Buzz in her clutches. Was this truly the fate of our hero? Doomed to be donned in diapers for all eternity? “Say it.” The queen demanded once more. “I will not stand for any disobedience in my domain. Especially not from a hapless cub. Go on now. Call me Mama.” Buzz sighed. “A warrior knows when he is beaten. I concede. You have bested me in combat swiftly and thoroughly. I failed to receive the treasure. You win, Mama.” “Buzz is going to love this” Venus thought to herself, grinning wide. “My, my. It seems that my little one still has much he does not understand. You speak of treasure, yet fail to see the mighty boon before you.” “I beg pardon?” Buzz asked, his voice uncertain. He could feel the heat rising in his chest once more. Venus smiled tenderly. She set her kitten down, only to make her next move easier. She slithered around the lion, before coiling him snugly. Not tightly, as to constrict. Rather, securely, as to hug. “I have bestowed upon you a gift with no price. The gift that countless souls have fought over, and will continue to fight over, for all of time.” “What gift is that, Mama?” The coil of a hug helped him feel less tense. The touch all around him. It gave him a sense of calm and ease he had never known before. “I gift you, my lovely Buzz,” Venus smooched Buzz on the forehead. “The gift of acceptance.” “What?” Buzz was left shocked by the answer. Stunned, in the truest form. He had a hunch about what she meant. What she understood. Yet, that promise sounded too good to be true. “I accept you,” Venus continued. “As my baby, for all of time. I accept the needs that you have. To be loved and cherished and cared for, like the most precious of jewels. I accept the feelings you have. Your fears, your joys, your doubts. Your Mama will always be there to comfort you in those times. And, more than anything, I accept your love. The sweet and innocent love that only a baby can show to his Mama. This is a wonderful treasure. Wouldn’t you agree, Buzz?” Buzz’s eyes became puffy, absorbing the full weight of Venus’ speech. His hunch was right on the money. “But.” His voice began to crack. “I am a warrior. I must be strong. I must fight.” “My baby does not have to do anything he does not want to.” Venus’ answer was quick and resolute. “As long as you are in my care, I shall shelve all your battles for you. I promise. All you need to do is accept me as your Mama, your protector. Your one and only.” “I…I…” The former warrior was driven to tears. All he could do was nod his head in response. The truth was that a lifetime of battle had left him worn and weary. He wanted a better life. An easier life. A life filled with love and compassion. If Venus offered him that, why would he refuse? “There, there, my precious little one. You need not cry. But, if crying is what you want, I will be here to dry those tears.” Venus held her blubbering baby in a tender cradle. She reclined, still holding Buzz, now partially with her vines. Venus’ tools were not those of destruction. They were those of healing, misunderstood. With that in mind, her methods were easy to understand. With her vines, she pulled out the next tool. Sloshing with cool milk, there was no miscommunication. “Would my baby like his bottle now? I know he has worked up an appetite, playing the hero for so long.” “Yes,” Buzz threw his hesitation to the wayside. He had already agreed to his Mama’s demands. There was no reason to falter now. He took the spirit of a warrior he honed over the years and aimed it towards this new path! “Yes, Mama!” He eagerly pawed for the large baby bottle, like a hungry newborn kitten. Mama answered his pleas, guiding the bottle into his mouth. The lair was soon filled with the sounds of cutesy, satisfied suckling. “Adorable. My baby is such a fast learner.” Venus smiled down as she fed Buzz. The lost kitten greedily sucked up the sweet cream like it was the greatest feast in history. Despite its size, the bottle was soon empty, and the former hero was left sucking up milk flavored air. “Ah-ah. No use drinking from an empty bottle.” The motherly snake pulled out the bottle, leaving the overgrown lion cub waiting in anticipation. “Here you go. This is much better than an empty baba. It even comes with a special flavor, just for my little one.” Venus pulled out a suitable replacement for the bottle; a pink pacifier, with the emblem of a berry on the shield. The queen’s kitten eagerly took to the pacifier, and all the sweetness that came with it. “Did you enjoy your baba, my dear?” she asked, idly brushing her baby’s fur. “Yush, Mama!” Buzz uttered between carefree suckles. The sweet flavors of Mago berries filled him with bliss. “Fank you, Mama!” “You are welcome, my precious buzzy bottoms. But there is something else you need to know about your mama.” The mother was not finished with her kitten yet. With her tail, she held a colorful noisemaker, the sight of which filled her child’s heart with glee. “She is also a rattle snake!” A game was played between the two. The queen snake dangled the rattle overhead, shaking it with a musical rhythm. She continued to play, because she loved her cub. She loved sharing this feeling. This warmth buried underneath a cold outer front. The lion cub laid on his back, pawing high up to the rattle just out of his reach. A pacifier in mouth. Cozy booties on his paws. A soft, crinkly diaper on his bottom. The lion felt more safe and secure than ever before. It was pure happiness. The kind of happiness the warrior lion did not have the privilege of knowing during childhood. Eventually the rattle was dropped to his level, the little lion playing with it to his heart’s content. He shook the rattle with his bootie-clad paws. He treated the rattle like it was the most interesting thing in the world, not letting it out of sight. He was like a predator batting around his prey. After some time, Buzz put his playing on pause. His face scrunched up in a look of concern. “I know that face. My little buzzy bottoms needs to go potty, doesn’t he?” Venus interjected, rubbing Buzz on his back. Buzz nodded shyly. “Yush, Mama.” He could feel the twinges in his bladder growing more demanding. He knew the terms of his agreement, yet still hesitated. “What did I say before? I accept you as my baby, all the way. If you use your diapers, believe that I will always be right there to change you. Mama isn’t going anywhere. I promise.” It was all the reassurance Buzz needed. He relaxed his bladder, and the bedroom filled with the sound of soft hissing. Buzz’s diaper warmed at the front, taking on a yellow hue. It was all a natural process. No judgement. No rejection. The large kitten still found himself tearing up. “Shhh. Everything is okay, my dear. You’ve done nothing wrong. Only as a baby should. Now, let Mama change you for naptime.” The next diaper change went over much smoother than the first. The soggy wet padding was discarded with no issue. After Buzz was wiped clean, a new diaper was pulled out to replace the first. Buzz’s bum was lifted and rested. Powder was applied, and tapes were pulled soundly together, leaving Venus satisfied with herself. The change did not end there. For naptime, Venus had prepared a onesie, which perfectly matched her baby’s booties. The cozy garb was pulled over his head, the soft blue onesie buttoned over his thick diaper. Buzz kicked his legs gleefully, happy to have a crisp and fresh diaper. “Well, don’t you look adorable? Are you ready for Mama to tuck you in?” The kitten shook his head. “No. Wanna stay with Mama.” He wrapped himself around part of her long body, holding her tight. Venus looked shocked by the sudden burst of affection. “Oh. You want to cuddle up with me tonight?” Buzz nodded. He held his mama tight, sharing with her his own warmth. “You really are a sweetheart.” Venus wrapped loosely around Buzz, until they were both comfortable. She laid back with Buzz, a tender position she had not shared with anyone else. “No one ever wants to cuddle with a snake. They run in fear and judge me without ever speaking a word to me. Yet, you chose to stay, despite my appearance. Rather, you chose to embrace me, like no other. You treasure me in the same way that I treasure you.” The pair stared into each other’s eyes, sharing this sweet, pure love together. “I love you, Mama Venus.” “And I love you, my sweet baby Buzz.” *** “Hey, settle down. You know I don’t really care about that stuff.” The couple was exiting the station after another successful mission. A troupe of Pokémon had been causing trouble, stealing goods from the market. Buzz and Venus managed to track them down, besting them in battle with ease. After the dust had cleared, and the criminals were apprehended, they had many choice words for the couple. Many of which were directed towards the snake Pokémon. Many of which were very crass in nature. “It bothers me, is all. They had no right to say such horrible things.” When the troupe was brought to the authorities, they were delivered extra chard, still buzzing from tampering with high levels of voltage. “So? Let them talk. I’ve been called every name in the book by now. I don’t need the approval from a couple of goons, anyway. Besides, those thugs are probably just salty that they ended up getting caught, and having their tails whooped.” “I suppose you are right. Sorry for getting so worked up over it, my darling.” “Hehe, you’re fine, honey. I’m always happy to have a big, strong, warrior come to my side.” “You say that like you’re a damsel in distress. Back in the dungeon, you were much crueler to those criminals than I was.” “Those creeps were trying to sneak attack my Buzz! It was like they were asking to get spanked! They can enjoy a set of sore backsides along with their jailtime.” “I knew they were coming either way… Still, I am blessed to have a loving partner watching my back. Especially one as beautiful and strong as you.” He turned, shooting Venus a wink and a smile. “Oh, stop it, you little charmer.” Venus cooed, kissing Buzz on the cheek. “Feeling good today? You’ve been acting much livelier recently.” “I suppose so. I’ve been feeling very relieved as of late. I have you to thank for that. You have changed as well. You’re being spritelier. More yourself.” “Well, what is the use of putting on airs? I don’t need to prove anything to anyone. And, of course, I have the love of my precious buzzy bot—” “Venus. Not right now.” “Aww, c’mon! I was only teasing. You don’t have to give me the scary face. Okay. I get the picture. Not while we are still out and about.” Buzz nodded. “The sun will be setting soon. We still need to run some errands. Pick up groceries. Review our missions for the week. However, if we still have time left after dinner, and we aren’t too tired…” “Playtime?” “If the queen is feeling up to it.” “Oho ho! But of course! The queen always has time to play with her favorite hero.” “Wonderful. I can’t wait to see what she has in store for him tonight.” The couple continued their day. They did their work. They enjoyed the time spent together. They were courteous to all they had met. However, when night fell, a familiar tale would play out in their home. A tale of a hero searching for treasure. A tale of a queen with a wonderful bounty. A tale of healing the wounds that life had scarred them with. A tale of love. A tale of acceptance. A tale of uncoiled affection.

(This story is a commission from PinktheDinosaur on DeviantArt, who plans to edit it and use it as part of a larger world) "GO! Shock him!" Azai shouted as the monsters fought in front of him. He clenched his fist and leaned forward. The fight was nearing the end. Both were on their last Pokémon, and both Pokémon were near unconscious. Azai was desperate, he HAD to win. His opponent, Lord Nobunaga, was infuriatingly calm. He barely even seemed to care. He sat in a massive chair, flanked by armed guards on each side, and watched with a borderline disinterest. If anyone had just walked in, they'd assume it was a complete stomp in favor of Nobunaga, rather then the near one for one match it was. "Zekrom, hit him back with the same," Nobunaga said. He leaned on his hand and elbow, and spoke in a bored voice. The giant black creature rose up on its hind legs and spread its wings to the side. A yellow blast came from it, forming a massive electric wall that crashed onto Azai's Raichu. The Raichu shot backward, flew through the air and crashed into the wall behind Azai. "Rai..rai.." Azai tried, but couldn't bring the energy to shout. It was over. "No," he said in disbelief. He had worked almost 20 years to get there, starting at age 10. He had dedicated his entire life to one thing, and now that was over. "It seems you're beaten Azai," Nobunaga said. "I..." Azai began. "Yes, I will... ahem." He swallowed. He knew what they agreed, but he couldn't go through it. "Thank your the match. I will be heading out, and see if I can take them to the hospital." He started backing up slowly toward the door. Nobunaga laughed. "I don't think that was the agreement, Azai." He sat up straight and snapped his fingers, and the guards beside him began to move forward. Azai turned and ran. He didn't bother arguing further, he didn't even bother collecting his bag, he just ran. He didn't get far until he had to stop. Guards in all black uniforms appeared out of the doorway, with their own Pokémon beside them. They advanced slowly toward Azai. Azai turned to run again, but more guards and their Pokémon appeared around him. He turned toward Nobunaga. "Lord Nobunaga, please, we can discuss this." "What is there to discuss? You challenged me and agreed to the terms. I now own you, and you will serve me for the next six months." "We can come to some other agreement. You don't want to do that to me, what would you even get from it?" He smiled. "What would I get from it? The satisfaction of seeing you beaten. The joy of seeing you're shame every day. The knowledge you will spend a year serving as a warning who anyone who dares challenge me like you did." "But.. but... this isn't fair!" "Fair?" Nobunaga rose from his thrown in rage, suddenly angry. "YOU came here, YOU challenged me. You claimed you were going to take me down, and said I was a coward if I didn't agree. If you won, I wouldn't be arguing- I'd give you the money and Pokémon I promised. What's not FAIR is thinking you can do something like that and get away with it. Grab him!" The guards pounced on Azai. He tried to struggle, but they held him tight, and forced him to his knees. He looked up at Nobunaga. "What are you going to do to me?" "As I said, you are going to be a warning to everyone who ever dares to challenge me. They are going to see you humiliated, degraded, and punished, and know that is their fate if they do the same." He waved at the guards. "Enough of this. Take him down to the dungeon." "What?! DUNGEON!? HEY! WAIT! NOBUNAGA! MY LORD!" he cried, but Nobunaga just stayed in his throne, waiting for the next person to enter. A blind fold was pulled over his eyes, and he felt himself get lifted into the air. Azai's feet hit solid ground and the guards let go of him. One of them tore his blindfold off, and he was left staring at the strangest room he'd ever seen. "What the..." "Like your new room? Lord Nobunaga thinks it will drive the point home better then a classic dungeon, Mr. Wannabe Tough Guy." "Yeah but..." Azai looked around the 'dungeon" with his mouth open. he had to admit it did seem more comfortable then he expected, but in other ways, it was far, far worse. It was still a dungeon. The walls were stone, there were chains on the wall, and a separate cage on the ground. Behind him, he could tell the door would bolt shut, and a camera recorded his every movement. This was all what he had expected, and even experienced in past dungeons. However, most dungeons he had been in, and escaped from, were drab, black or grey, and ugly. They were made as cheaply as possible, with no comfort afforded to the inmate. This, on the other hand, was the opposite. The walls, rather then being unpainted stone, were a bright pink. In fact, almost everything in the room was pink. The bed was piled high with soft pillows, and blankets, the ground had a thick carpet, and even the cage contained a matt and cushions, all in the same pink. There was a tall chair in the corner with a table in front of it and hand cuffs on the sides, and a table with more cushioning ran alongside the wall. From the looks of it, he even had a deep closet for clothes. It was far more luxurious then any dungeon he had seen, but at the same time, the idea of it being his own made him blush. Though far nicer then he expected, it was also far, far worse. "Was this meant for someone else?" he asked. A guard stood in front of him. He wore the same uniform as the others except for golden stripes on his arm which Azai guessed made him in charge. "No. Lord Nobonaga is sick of you wanna be tough guys coming here, challenging him, and after they fail, using their punishment as proof of their "toughness." So, he has tasked me with ensuring that will never happen again. Instead of letting you look strong and powerful, we are going to humiliate you every day, and the entire thing will be live streamed for the amusement of your enemies," he pointed to the camera. "But why?" "Two reasons. First, even if you ever escape, you will never be able to show your face to your opponents again. Second, no one who sees it will ever think to challenge Lord Nobonaga again. Now, lets get started, shall we?" "I..." He considered his options. He could try fighting, though he was outnumbered. He could try running, but he had no idea where to go. His eyes looked along the walls, searching for an answer. The guard saw his wandering eyes. "If you're thinking of escape, don't bother. I can have this room filled with a dozen more in a moment," the guard with the stripes said. "My name is Herald, but you will call be Sir as long as you stay here. I will be running your punishment. Lord Nobonaga tasked me with ensuring no one would follow in your footsteps, and I pride myself in my ability to complete his tasks. Now, moving on, send in the Pokemon." Two Alakazams stepped in, walked to the guard, and turned to face Azai. "What are you doing?" he asked in a panic. The guard smiled. "Don't worry, you will find out. Now, put him under the spell." The two Pokémon raised their spoons. Azai felt his mind scramble, as if filled with static. "Now, take your clothes off." Azai wanted to shout out. He wanted to argue and fight, but instead, he obeyed the command. He took off his shirt, then his pants and underwear. A moment of compelled movement later, and he was standing naked in front of the guards. He heard snickering behind him, but he was unable to turn his head to see who it was. "Good boy. Now, walk to the closet and open it up. And my name is Sir," the guard said. Once again, his own mental arguing failed to stop his body from obeying the orders. He marched to the closet and flung the doors open. "Good boy. Tell me what you see." What he saw made him feel sick to his stomach. However, the strange hypnosis still kept him obedient. "I see dresses, stockings, diapers, shoes, and hats, sir." He said. They weren't just any dresses. Each one was short, with a skirt that flounced out far to the side. They were in the same disgusting pink as the room, and worse, were piled high with frills and multi colored lines. Each had an insult written on it in glitter, from "Loser," to "Sissy," to "Cry Baby," seemingly made just to humiliate him. The rest of the clothes followed suit. The stockings were knee high and had pink bows at the top, the hats looked like bonnets. The thought of wearing a diaper was bad enough as it was, but these were even worse then he would have expected. Much like the dresses, they were pink, frilly, and with multi colored accents, all covered with the same written insults and tiny pictures of himself, diapered and in a dress, crying. "Good boy. And can you guess who those are all for?" "Myself, sir." The thought made him shudder inside. He wasn't sure if the hypnosis allowed him to blush, but if it did, his face would be beat red. Almost as bad as the clothes themselves was how clearly customized they were to him. The size was perfect, and they even seemed to have gotten diapers with his own image on them. It told him how very little of a real threat they had seen him as, that all the while he was training, calling them out in public, and getting ready to challenge them, they knew he was coming and already planned for his failure. "Good boy. So what will you be wearing while you are here?" "I will be wearing dresses, stockings, diapers, shoes, and hats, sir." "Good boy. And the entire competitive world will you see you in them. They will see you prance around at our command, fill our drinks and your diapers, and when we are done, no one will be threatened by you again. Now, pick one of each, and hand them to the guards." Azai felt tears forming in his eyes. He imagined his friends, his enemies, and everyone he knew seeing him mindlessly obey humiliating commands for months on end, all because of a bad bet he made and a battle he lost. He remembered all his bragging, about how he would take down the dreaded Lord Nobonaga, and how he was invincible, and thought of how ridiculous it would all seem now. However, all he could say was "Yes Sir." He picked out a "Loser" dress and a "Cry Baby" diaper, an handed the clothes to the guards. "Get on the table, and lie back to be diapered." "Yes sir." The ridiculous, humiliating command rang in his ears as his body responded. He watched himself walk to it, lie down, and wait. The guards stood over him. They lay the diaper under him and spread powder on him. Every inch of him wanted to fight. He wanted to punch and kick, then run for the annoyingly open door. Instead, he rolled from side to side to let them powder him, then watched unmoving as they lifted the front panel up between his legs and taped it on snugly. They followed it by by his stockings and black, wide healed shoes. "Good boy. Now stand up and put your hands over your head." "Yes sir," he said. He obeyed, and blinked tears away. He could see himself in a mirror on the closet, wearing just his stockings and diaper, hands in the air, waiting for someone to pull a dress over his head, and tried not to think of how it looked on the camera. The dress came a moment later, followed by the bonnet tied under his chin. He stared at himself in the mirror. The outfit was simultaneously feminine and infantile, and the most ridiculous thing he had ever seen. As if to add insult to injury, he noticed that the flaring of the skirt deliberately left his diaper visible up to the tapes, leaving even the tiniest bit of dignity impossible. If he met himself on the street, he'd be tempted to bully himself. The lead guard stared at him. "Aww, don't you look cute. Not a brave champion at all. Why don't you spin around and give the camera a look?" "Yes sir," Azai responded and did his best ballerina twirl. He stumbled, got back up, and did it again. "Good boy, very cute. I think Lord Nobunaga is going to be VERY happy with what we are broadcasting. Now, do you know what will happen now?' "No sir," he said. "Lord Nobonaga isn't going to need you for a while. So, we are going to march you to those cuffs on the wall and leave you strung up with your legs wide," he pointed at the chains behind Azai. "Then, since you'll be nice and secure, we will release you from hypnosis. We want to see you whine and squirm for the camera as you new reality sinks in. When it is time, serve drinks to your new Lord and his guests, who are thinking of challenging him like you. When they see you in your pretty widdle dress and soggy widdle diaper, I'm sure they will send you running. You will then end the day standing in front of his house as a warning to anyone who may try the same, and if your lucky, you will be allowed to sleep in your cute bed tonight. Sound fun?" "No, sir," he said. I didn't just sound "not fun." It sounded horrible. It sounded like all his worse nightmares, and things that were so strange and awful they didn't even appear in his nightmares, combined into one. Worse, he knew there was no way to fight back. He chuckled. "Well, too bad. You do know there is no way to stop it, right?" "Yes sir." "Good boy, now, first hting first." He waved at one of the guards, who approached and handed him a gigantic baby bottle full of water. "I meant it when I said you are going to be serving them in a soggy diaper. You are going to drink this so you learn that they aren't just for show." Azai picked it up with both hands. He put it to his mouth, and began drinking. "Good boy. Remember, this is so you can wet your diaper on the camera, and humiliate yourself for our audience. Also remember are broadcasting that humiliation to hundreds of people, and there is nothing you can do about it." Azai listened to the words until he was done, then held the bottle out. "All done, sir." "Good boy," he took the bottle. "Walk to the chains and put your hands in the cuffs." Azai walked to the wall, then turned to face the door. He stepped up on the platform and lifted his hands to his sides. Two guards walked up to him, and chained his hands up. They then bent down to his feet, set them on separate platforms to his sides, and locked them in place. "Good boy," the head guard said. "Now, time to wake up." Azai snapped out of his hypnosis and stared around the room. "What are you doing to me? This is insane! I can't spend this time dressed like this!" "Ohh yes, we can. In fact, there is nothing you can do about it. Have fun soaking your diaper!" the head guard said. "NO! I CAN"T DO THAT! HEY! YOU #(($@ )@(#! LET ME GO! I WILL GET YOU! LET ME GO! HEY...!" he kept shouting, but the guards ignored him. They only laughed, walked out, and closed the door. Azai looked around the room in panic, searching for some way out. Solid, sickeningly pink stone walls looked back him, and the locked steel door gave no sign of weakness. Even if it did, his hands were chained in place. Still, he knew he needed to get out. If those videos were released before he escaped, the consequences would stick with him for far longer then then the agreed upon six months. He pulled at the chains, but they refused to budge. A whirling sound came from in front of him. He looked down, and saw a small toy car with a camera on it drive up to the center of the room. "Oh come on," he said. He rolled his eyes as the camera focused on him, and in particular his diaper, from below. "I'm not going to wet this thing!" he shouted out, though he wasn't so certain himself. He had no idea how long they'd leave him there, and in his hypnotic state he had already drank a full bottle of water. Realistically, it was only a matter of time. The hours dragged on. His arms began to ache and chafe in his chains, and his legs got sore from the awkward position. However, worse of all was the pressure growing in his bladder. He moaned and twisted, which only made the pain in his arms grow. He shook his hands in them. "Ok I'm sorry! I won't do it again, just please don't make me wet this diaper!" Azai wasn't sure, but thought he could hear mocking laughter outside the door. He cried, then cried harder when he knew it only made him fit his clothes better. His bladder ached, and he got desperate. "Pleas I'm sorry I'll do whatever you say just don't make me do this on camera!" More laughter, and the camera buzzed and rotated as it zoomed in. "No," he said, and his bladder finally released. The warm liquid poured into his thick, plastic diaper, and he felt it grow warm and damp around him. He felt sick to his stomach, but there was no way to stop what was happening. "OK fine," he said. "I did it. Can you at least get me down?" He waited, but there was no response. Unmoving in the windowless room, it was impossible to tell for sure how quickly time was passing, but he was sure it was at least another hour before the door opened. A guard walked up to him and shoved another bottle in his mouth, and despite himself, he drank from it greedily. Standing in place with his hands in the air was tiering work, and left him thirsty. "Good boy. You put on quite a show for us, and Lord Nobonaga is going to LOVE seeing you soak your little pampers on camera." Azai groaned and looked away. "Now, untie him." The guards undid his cuffs, first on his feet, then on his hands. Azai's thoughts immediately went to fighting and escape, but as soon as he was out of the bounds, he collapsed on the ground. His arms ached, and pins and needles ran up and down them. He reached for them and began rubbing, all while plotting how he could overcome the three guards and their Pokémon. However, the moment ended quickly. "Alakazam?" the guard said, and a second later, Azai was once again in a trance. "Come on wanna be tough guy, time to serve in your new role," the guard said. Azai was marched up through the fortress. It was long walk, past dozens of corridors filled with rich decorations. They passed servants, guards, and guests, all of him snickered and laughed as the "Loser" passed. Normally, he'd quickly turn to face, and fight, anyone who dared laugh at him. However, the hypnosis kept him walking forward. He was lead into gigantic chamber, built around a huge, solid wooden table. Lord Nobonaga sat at one end, and around it, sat teams of other Pokémon trainers. Some of them were people Azai recognized, and his breath caught as they met his eyes. "Ah, yes, are servant, and entertainment is here. Azai, my little loser, please serve the tea to our guests." "Yes lord Nobonaga," Azai said. His body walked forward. He found a tea kettle in a corner of the room, picked it up, and began walking around. All eyes in the room were on him, staring at him in shock. "Is... is that Azai?" a voice asked. Azai didn't recognize the person, but assumed they were a fan. Nobonaga smiled. "Yes, it was. However, I think his new name for now will be "The Little Loser." Alright, Loser?" "Yes Lord Nobonaga," Azai said. "And what is your name? I want to hear you say it" he laughed. "My name is The Little Loser, Lord Nobonaga," Azai said. His face burned as blood rushed to it. His knees shook and wanted to collapse, but the trance compelled him forward. He began to pour tea in each cup. Some of them mumbled out stifled "thank yous", other's just stared with fear in their eyes. More then a few focused on his diaper, which he knew was blatantly yellow stained, and obviously used. "Our little Loser here was another challenger. Like many of you, he thought he could come here, all brash and bold, and overcome me. He also decided to make a bet, and wagered six months of service against a small fortune from my reserves. I'm sure he didn't think this was how he'd end up, did he, eh Loser?" "No Lord Nobonaga, the Little Loser did not," he said. "Good Loser. When you are done, go stand in the corner like a good boy, and wait for one of your superiors to call you over. Everyone, if you want anything, just wave to him. He is compelled to obey." The others quietly nodded and thanked the lord. Azai walked to the corner, turned to face them, and waited perfectly still. "Now, we were discussing which of you wanted to challenge me, and which of you wanted to join me?" Lord Nobonaga asked with a smile, and leaned back in his chair. The rows of panic struck faces all quickly called out to join him. ... Once again, Azai was tied up in a cross shape. Once again, his hands were chained to the walls, and his feet chained to small platforms in a semi split. And once again, he was in the air. However, this time, he wasn't in his new "bedroom." Instead, he was outside, by the front door of Lord Nobonaga's fortress. He faced a long, busy road. Some of the traffic stopped to laugh at him, others turned away, too afraid to look. Lord Nobonaga was feared through the city, and if wanted to publicly punish his rival, no one would stop him. He was still wearing the same outfit. He was even still wearing the same soggy diaper, now, after another embarrassing order in front of the other trainers, more soaked then before. Worse, a sign stood directly over him, with "Little Loser" written for the entire town to see. Below him, another plaque was hammered into the ground, with a picture of his face. A team of Pokémon trainers came up toward the door. They looked up at him, and he stared down at them, tears falling from his eyes. They looked down and read the sign in front of him, detailing his mistake of challenging the great Lord, and walked away. He wanted to call out for aid, but his mouth was shut with a pacifier shaped gag. Azai wished he had had the same level of forethought. Six months of this- going from serving his new Lord under hypnosis to being left outside as an example to others, all dressed in his twisted, humiliating outfits. If he had known that was what service would entail, he never would have agreed. Tears began to pour from his eyes. He looked up. There was a loud, deep sound in front of him. At first he thought his eyes were blurring from the tears, but he blinked them away, and nothing changed. Colors were spinning in front of him. They made a whirling sound, and opened to a portal. It slowly moved toward him. Some instinct told him to fight, but he doubted wherever the portal lead could be much worse then his current state. He closed his eyes, and let it consume him.

Hello everyone! I just finished a project of mine, which I worked on for some month now. Over the years, I commissioned pictures of my Human OC getting adopted and babied by a Pokemon-Family, after he somehow landed in this strange, new world with only Pokemon. The art is from different artists and the outfits sometimes don't match with previous pictures, but I think that's a bit more fun^^ Here a link to the first page of my story caption: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/54775194/ I hope you enjoy the story and pictures^^

The story is about 22 years old Husky named Maike and her 20 years old Bunny boyfriend named Yuyu. Maike developed a strong diaper fetish out of her bedwetting times as a teen and now freshly moved in together with her still pokemon-obsessed boyfriend Yuyu, who is accepting her liking in diapers but doesnt want to get involved in it. This story was my idea but was wrote by two other people. I took some inspiration from the sadly unfinished story "How daring". When the whole story is posted i will add there furaffinity accounts and patreon of the authors. Chapter 1 by PoodlePamps These are so cute! Maike, a red and white husky, thought. Clad in a cushy diaper of her own, she surfed through her notifications on an ABDL art website. Her favorite artists were uploading in rapid succession today. Cute anthro and feral characters in pamps. A lot of the art was wholesome. While others were… Maike exhaled. Some of it was just downright kinky. Art of intense bondage that emphasized helplessness but still showed how poofy and soft the diapers were. Men, women, or both getting dominated by others or by plushies. Or just simple diaper humping. One image, in particular, had her aroused. A short stack Cinderace laying on its back while a beefcake of an Arcanine plowing its butthole through the diaper’s tailhole. She dipped a few fingers into her diaper, playing with herself. In her head, she reimagined that the image was her and her boyfriend. The Arcanine turned into a rabbit slightly shorter than Maike. Meanwhile, the Cinderace turned into her. She moaned and panted as her boyfriend’s diaper humped her own. Maike’s tail wagged as she let out small breaths. My cute little diaper pet. Bet you love getting diapey humps, right? The imaginary version of her boyfriend teased. She nodded, her fingering bringing her closer to the edge. Her imaginary lover and herself, both fantasy and real-life versions, were nearing their climax. Sadly… “AH COME ON! THAT’S FUCKING BULLSHIT!” Maike heard from the living room. Her boyfriend’s outburst left an annoyed expression on her face. In the living room, she saw a grumpy white rabbit watching Pokemon. She hopped over to the couch and sat next to him. “What happened?” Maike asked. “Mega Metagross, a steel-type, was beaten by Pikachu’s Iron Tail, a steel-type move! And Pikachu can control its Z-Move?! Pure plot armor,” Yuyu, Maike’s boyfriend, complained. Right as he replayed the scene, he noticed his girlfriend’s current underwear. Eyebrow raised, he asked, “Diapers? Are you a little too old for that?” Maike smirked, making her way onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around him, wiggling her pamp rump against his crotch. “Maybe but-” Maike kissed her boyfriend’s forehead then finished, “Isn’t Pokemon for little kids?” “Hey!” “Besides,” she side-eyed the laptop, “how’s the job search going? Send any resumes or get any interviews lined up?" The Husky took a delightful chuckle from her boyfriend’s response. “Well, uh… you see… I was uh… about that…” Yuyu stammered on and on incoherently about his failed job search. Recently, thanks to a new job, Maike and Yuyu moved to a new city. The money from her new job dwarfed what they were making prior so Yuyu, naturally, quit his prior job. Sadly, the job search was… going poorly. Either he got a ‘you’re not what we’re looking for’, ‘we’ve found a better-suited candidate but will keep your information on file,’ or, the most disheartening, no reply at all. After a week, Yuyu had, more or less, quit job searching. He still sent an application or two a day to any low-skilled job, though that was just false hope. Fortunately, Maike’s new job paid more than enough to cover their cost of living expenses. Although, Yuyu wished that didn’t include… “How’s about a bet?” Maike proposed, cutting off Yuyu’s thought. “Huh?” “I’ve been thinking and… I want to wear diapers 24/7,” Maike admitted. Yuyu’s eyes widened, speechless as she added, “and I’d love it if my jobless bf joined me. So… if you can find a job before we both end up incontinence, I’ll give up diapers.” “And if you win?” “Then we’re both wearing 24/7!” Maike answered. Yuyu blinked. This… didn’t seem fair. “Wait so all I’m getting the privilege of not wearing diapers when I don’t wear them already. I gonna need a bit more than that,” That was a fair point. As it was, her deal was completely one-sided. She gave it some thought before remembering the various Pokemon plushies he’d had since childhood. Along with her boyfriend’s very adamant fanboyish behavior towards Pokemon. “How’s about a Pokemon-themed apartment? And I’ll even get the largest plush of your favorite Pokemon. Fair?” Maike offered a paw. Yuyu didn’t give it any thought. He simply shook her paw. Maike squealed, smothering her boyfriend with kisses. Oh, this is gonna be so much fun! She thought. But first… When she stopped kissing him, ground rules were laid down. “First, no toilet. I’m gonna buy a lock and some rope so neither of us can use it. Also to keep you from cheating,” Maike softly booped Yuyu’s nose, “I’m gonna get some locking rubber pants so you have to use them.” Yuyu had a pouty expression on his face. Logically, that rule made sense. It would prevent him from just going somewhere else to use the restroom. “Next?” “Second, you can’t change yourself. Only I can change your diapers.” Before Yuyu could interject with a potential problem, Maike continued, “But I will unlock your padding if I have to leave for more than an hour.” Yuyu puffed his cheeks but nodded. At least, he wouldn’t be in a messy or wet diaper for too long. “Any more?” Yuyu asked. Maike’s, already wide, grin got even wider. Her tailed started wagging even faster than before. “Two more. Third, every night while we sleep, I’m gonna play some hypno files that’ll make us slowly lose control.” Yuyu suppressed a grin. Despite what mass media may say through books, movies, tv shows, etc. hypnotism isn’t all too effective. Simply because you cannot hypnotize someone to do something that they don’t want to do. Which left the last rule. Albeit, in retrospect, was pretty oblivious. “If either of us gives up, the one who didn’t give up wins.” Perfect. Yuyu wouldn’t even need to do anything. After a few days, Maike would get sick of this and call it off. Easiest bet I’ve ever won. After the pair shook on it, Maike hurried out of the living room. She then returned with a bottle of baby powder, baby oil, and an opened pack of diapers. “Alright, drop those pants! Our bet begins now!” Maike ordered. Blushing, he slowly took off his pants and then Pokemon-themed underwear. He laid on the couch, eyes closed. It’d been years since he’d last had to wear a diaper. And here he was, trying to win a bet with his girlfriend by wearing diapers. Not exactly how he thought his day would go… “Such a cute widdle bunny!” Maike cooed in a babyish tone. Yuyu scrunched up his face. Wearing a diaper is bad enough but, the babyish prattle felt insulting. Sensing his discomfort, Maike pouted as she slid the diaper underneath him. Yuyu lowered his bottom onto the soft padding. Some combination of a blush and surprise appeared on his face. He’d seen pics of fictional characters in diapers. As well as skimmed through whatever diaper-themed stories Maike texted him. All of them described diapers as being overly soft and thick. Yuyu… felt disappointed. The diaper was certainly soft but it didn’t look too poofy. His disappointed face was met with a scrunched-up face and grunt from Maike. “One day we’ll have fetish-style diapers!” Maike declared with a paw raised to the sky. Yuyu got a little chuckle from this. Sometimes you’re such a dork, Maike, Yuyu thought. Maike, holding a bottle of baby oil, lathered her paws with it. She took her oily paws to his crotch, embedding his groin area. Every stroke of his cock caused it to erect up slightly. Yuyu lightly moaned beneath his breath. He could never understand how, no matter when, Maike’s paws always knew the right way to get him aroused. Not that he was complaining about it in the slightest. It didn’t take long for him to be sporting a full-on erection. The scent of his arousal was strong. Pre-cum shot out of his cock in small spurts. Maike didn’t stop, rubbing her oil and pre-cum soaked paws against his dick. She grinned, saying, “Seems like someone’s enjoying themselves?” Yuyu’s moaned and nodded. He clutched his feet, curling his toes. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge. In a hazy daze, he threw his head back and screamed… “I’M CUM-” he stopped midsentence. Right as he was about to reach an orgasm, Maike stopped. Looking towards her, he saw her now sprinkling baby powder onto his crotch area. The sweet scent of baby powder mixed with his arousal’s scent. He narrowed his eyes while she whistled innocently. That’s for ruining my fantasy, Maike thought maliciously. Though outwardly, she kept an innocent-looking face. Besides, it was much too early for that. But that little taste… would be useful down the line. She tapped the diaper firmly around his waist. Yuyu looked at her with a puzzled face. It was certainly soft. The scent of baby powder wrinkled his nose a little. Getting up, his legs were spread apart slightly. Walking wouldn’t be difficult but he’d have a nice strut. There was also a noticeable crinkle sound whenever he moved. It wasn’t loud but definitely, someone close by could hear it. Honestly, he didn’t see what Maike saw in this. Speaking of which, she looked positively giddy at the sight of her boyfriend in a diaper. “Oh my god, you look so cute! My adorable diaper bunny!” Maike gushed. Yuyu blushed rubbing the back of his head. His discarded pants are thrown onto his lap. Smiling, she ordered, “Come on, we’ve got to go shopping.” “Shopping?” Yuyu asked, confused. Maike sat on the couch, surfing the web on her boyfriend’s laptop. In a matter of minutes, she had a pair of baby blue rubber pants on screen. There was one more noticeable feature. Around the waistband was a rope with a locking accessory. “There’s a shop a couple of miles from here that sells this. So come on, let’s get going!” Maike ordered. He would’ve questioned how she knew to find it so quickly. Or even how she of a nearby place that sold them. Instead, he didn’t. Mostly for fear of the answer. “Damn it, it’s not gonna fit…” Yuyu realized as he struggled to pull his pants up. He could get his pants over the diaper. It was just he couldn’t button his pants or zip them up. Eventually, with help from Maike, he was able to button and zip up his pants. Although, if Yuyu had hoped to keep his diaper a secret, that would be impossible. His bulky padding was visible for all to see. He cringed, proposing, “Yeah… I’m gonna probably wear sweatpants.” After a quick wardrobe change, the pair set off to the store. To Yuyu’s good fortune, the halls of their apartment were clear. The same applied to their building parking garage. Although thanks to their crinkling diapers, he was completely spared any embarrassment. He had noted that Maike had changed her wardrobe too. Though mostly trading in her pants for a skirt that barely hid her diaper. Once they arrived, Yuyu was once again grateful for the near lack of cars. Hopefully, they'd be in and out quickly. For now, he couldn’t help but smile. Maike held his paw, practically skipping with every step, tail wagging. Honestly, Yuyu couldn’t remember a single time she was ever this excited. And… that worried the rabbit. She’s got something planned, he realized. With that thought in mind, he needed to strategize. Once inside, both took in the sight before them. The shop’s interior was roughly the size of a Walmart or Target. As well as a similar layout. Except… replace the things you’d find in a convenience store with fetish gear. Perhaps the closest thing to normal either saw was maternity clothes and medical diapers. Everything else in some way, shape, or form was catered to some kind of fetish. Maike squealed from the sight of it, “OMG, I’ve always wanted to come here!” “And we’re welcome to have you too,” an employee, a brown skunkette, said as she approached them. Besides her nametag reading ‘Fay’, the couple immediately noticed something. Like Maike, she was diapered too in a skirt that barely hid her diaper. Yuyu blinked a few times before asking, “Is it… appropriate for you to be wearing a diaper to work?” “My bosses don’t mind. And,” Fay then held her face in a bashful way. On her face was a lovey-dovey sort of smile, “my wonderful boyfriend adores me wearing them. And just for him I-” Fay stopped herself by lightly slapping her forehead, “Sorry I didn’t mean to be weird. How I can help you two?” “We’re looking for a pair of locking rubber pants or plastic pants,” Maike answered. At this moment, Yuyu smirked maliciously. “Make it two pairs!” Yuyu added. Maike’s heart skipped a beat at Yuyu’s requests. When her tail started wagging again, Yuyu gulped. Despite the smile on his face from Maike’s abrupt kiss, he felt himself sweat a bit. Had he made a mistake? “Well, it’s only fair. It’s no fun if I’m the only dominant one. Oh! We should pick out one for each other,” Maike suggested with a knowing smirk. Yuyu’s ears drooped. Nope, definitely made a mistake. “Well if you need any recommendations, I am more than willing to help,” Fay informed. Maike smiled from ear to ear, gesturing in the direction of the ABDL section. “Lead the way,” During their short walk, Maike gushed over everything she saw. Particularly a wall of wooden paddles. She quickly snatched a paddle off the rack. Or… she would’ve if Yuyu’s stern glare hadn’t made her reconsider. “Spoiled sport,” she grumbled under her breath. Her enthusiasm returned when she saw the ABDL section. All the standard ABDL diapers (Rearz, Tykables, Bambino, etc.), as well medical diapers (Depends, Megamax, etc.), plus some store brand ones. There were displays of playpens, cribs, and bassinets. All sorts of clothes ranging from simple monotone t-shirts and jeans to colorful onesies, overalls, skirtalls, etc. Bottles, juice, milk, and laxatives were in their own aisle. Fay chuckled and Yuyu gently lowered his head. They watched Maike ogled over everything in the area. “Oh, I want this!” Maike, stars in her eyes, pointed to a cute pair of flowery overalls. “But this is so cute!” Now she focused on a purple and red onesie. “I haven’t even heard of this brand!” She marveled over a diaper named ‘Monster Egg Diapers’ with the diapers patterned around dragon eggs. Fay glanced over to the embarrassed Rabbit. She noticed his annoyed expression and his diaper bulging pants. “You’re wearing one too right? I’m a bit surprised-” “Maike and I made a bet. I’m hoping to try and get her out of this diaper fetish,” Yuyu answered. The skunkette employee shrugged her shoulders. She’d heard odder and even outright lies from other patrons. Thinking of her boyfriend, Fay went into another lovey-dovey face. “Just like my boyfriend,” she mumbled, then said out loud, “Perhaps you should give it an honest try. It took some time but my boyfriend absolutely adores keeping me in diapers. He loves playing with his widdle skunky ‘Faye-Faye’.” Ignoring the fact she was with a customer, Fay gave her diaper a firm squeeze. She was wet in more ways than one. Remembering she was at work, Fay straightened her composure. Fay coughed into her paw and said, “All I’m saying is give it a try. Life is too short to not enjoy simple pleasures. And who knows,” she patted Yuyu on his diapered bum. His body stiffed, blushing from the sudden spank. "You may discover something about yourself along the way." Yuyu didn’t have long to process this. Maike returned with some yellow locking rubber pants, a few packs of diapers, and a music box. The music box stood out the most. “Uh…” “It’s a Hypno Music Box. Do I really need to explain what it does?” Fay asked, curious. Yuyu shook his head. Clearly, it would be how Maike would play those Hypno files she mentioned. With her items in tow, Fay led the pair over to a register to pay for their things. Once paid for, Maike and Yuyu were on their way. Although, the rabbit reflected on the last thing “You may discover something about yourself along the way.” Yuyu shook off the thought. It was highly unlikely that he’d go to enjoy diapers. All of this was gonna fail and Maike would give up this weird kink. But once he saw himself in the bathroom, he rethought his chances. Bouncy Bunny Baby is written in sparkly dark blue letters on the seat of his rubber pants. He tried to tug it off but the chain keeping it around his waist was stronger. “Didn’t they have any regular yellow ones?” Yuyu asked. Off to the side, Maike locked the toilet with a rope and some chains. A thick padlock would keep either of them from reaching the toilet. “They did but that looks way cuter,” Maike placed one hind paw on the toilet. She made sure to give Yuyu a full view of her diapered behind. In a cutesy and seductive voice, she said, “How do you feel about my rubber pants?” Written on her bottom was Husky Dumper in bright sparkling letters. No matter how many times it’d happen, she’d always chuckle from Yuyu’s blushing. He rubbed the back of his head, averting his eyes from her. “Well it looks…cute,” Yuyu answered. She wiggled her rump, brushing it against Yuyu’s crotch. His red face, which of course, was Maike’s goal all along. She swiftly turned around and kissed his nose. “Alright, now I’m gonna head off and mail the key to ourselves,” Maike announced. Yuyu raised an eyebrow. Why exactly would… “Just one last measure to keep one of us from cheating.” That grin Maike had all day slipped. It was gonna be difficult to find a shipping rate that would take some time for it to be delivered. Oh well, that was her problem. “Alright, I’ll be back. Gonna head to the post office a few towns over to mail this,” Maike informed. Yuyu nodded. It made sense. Doing this kept it out of their paws. As well as keep this bet to themselves as much as possible. There was also one other caveat to this. Yuyu would be left alone, only able to use his diaper. Maike had the key to his rubber pants and vice versa. When she left, Yuyu shrugged. Simply not using the toilet wouldn’t be hard. For now, he rested on the couch and loaded up his save file of Pokemon Sword. He picked up on his starter-only run with his Scorbunny, now Cinderace. He’d just beaten Milo and was on his way to the next city. Time went on, before he knew it he’d already claimed the third badge against Kabu. The fight was tough but with a Max Airstream and two Max Knuckle, it wasn’t too difficult. Yet, despite all the time that had passed, Maike hadn’t returned. Which wasn’t a good thing considering how much he needed to go. He rushed to the toilet, forgetting it was locked. As well as that the only key to it was in the process of being mailed to their apartment. Although, rather than fight it, Yuyu exhaled. It was going to happen eventually. So he relaxed, applying pressure on his bladder for him to pee. Certainly, a more difficult feat than he realized considering how ingrained potty training is. To help, he stood in front of the toilet with his eyes closed. HISS! A steady stream of pee flowed into his diaper. Yuyu tried to stop it but his body worked against him. His padding absorbed the urine, inflating with every second. Not too absurd fetish levels. Though his diaper did balloon. It swelled, sagging slightly, but didn’t show any signs of leaking. By the time it was done, Yuyu exhaled. He could feel the soggy padding brush against his crotch. The rabbit gently poked it a few times. Then, while groping it, couldn’t ignore how squishy it felt. He fought the urge to keep squishing it. His paws are forced away from his padding. For the moment, he went to his phone. Waiting for him was a text from Maike. I’m sorry. Had to go one state over to mail it. Should be back in an hour or so. Such a text would concern anyone in Yuyu’s situation. Fortunately, due to how close they were to the next state, it would be an hour's drive to and from. Regardless, Yuyu made a face. “Oh, she’s definitely spending the night in that diaper. I don’t care how much she whines,” Yuyu declared. Blushing once more, he sat on the couch. SQUISH! His soggy padding pressed against him. Yet, despite how full it felt, it didn’t leak. While grateful for that, he wasn’t grateful for the budding erection. “Oh god, do I like this stuff?” he wondered. NO! Yuyu shook his head in defiance. If he gave into it now, Maike would never let him live it down. So he grabbed his controller and returned to his game. It was the perfect distraction tool. Even if, once or twice, he gave his padding a firm squeeze. As promised, an hour later, Maike returned. She had a bag of Chinese food in one paw, and a large plush in the other paw. Specifically a Scorbunny plush. The Husky looked at her boyfriend sheepishly, “Sorry about the wait. But I got us your favorite from that Chinese place down the street. And I got you a plush of your favorite Pokemon.” Yuyu turned to her, an eyebrow raised. “Are you trying to buy my forgiveness?” “Is it working?” Yuyu said nothing. He simply took the Scorbunny plush and hugged it. All the while, maintaining a serious face. Maike giggled at how cute he looked. Though that serious face dropped when he realized she saw his swollen diaper. “Someone’s a soggy bun-bun!” Maike teased in a sing-song voice. “Wu-wu-well yeah! What else was I supposed to do when you have my key?!” Yuyu fumed. Maike leaned in and kissed his cheek again. Now that she was closer, he smelt more than just the Chinese. Looking down, he saw a sizable lump in her padding. Now it was his turn to smirk, “For being late, you’re not gonna get a change until tomorrow!” Her jaw dropped! To his surprise though, her tail wagged. Laying the food on the table, she threw her arms around him. “Thank you! I’ve always wanted to sleep in a used diaper!” Maike announced. Yuyu sighed. Of course, that would backfire. She briefly saw his closed laptop and asked, “How many applications have you sent out today?” Yuyu’s ears, if they hadn’t drooped already, drooped. He’d become so caught up in his game and wet diaper that he hadn’t sent out a single one. “Well, ya see…” Yuyu stammered, unable to come up with a reasonable fake number. Thanks to this display, Maike already knew the truth. “Thought so. Well come along and eat, Soggy Bunny-Bun,” Maike said in a sing-song voice. Yuyu grumbled something under his breath but complied nonetheless. After a dinner of shrimp fried rice, chicken and broccoli, and a few spring rolls, it was time for bed. Maike, still in her used padding, wagged her tail as she set up the Hypno Music Box. She inserted one of the discs she bought into the disk drive. Yuyu tilted his head, curiosity piqued. “What’s this Hypno file gonna do?” he asked. Maike flipped over to the back cover of the disc’s case. “This disc plays a universally appealing sound that indulges bedwetting. Constant nightly exposure, more than a week, can make results permanent. Should be used only for pranks,” Maike read. That description was a bit worrying for Yuyu. If it was universally appealing then an avenue of winning went out the window. Then again, remembering how aroused he was in wet padding. It might still work. Regardless, he met Maike’s smirk with narrowed eyes. “Let’s do it!” The file she played was different than what either expected. There wasn’t a voice gently speaking a soothing chant. Soft music, not unlike what a baby mobile or a normal music box might play, was played. Quickly, the pair were lulled into sleep. Both unaware of the consequences of their actions. Chapter Two (and following by Diaper_Plush) “Man...he really used another Swords Dance instead of Baton Passing?” Yuyu chuckled under his breath, wearing a sardonic smile of disbelief as he watched the streamer’s Mawile faint from the opposing Pokémon's high roll. “Very, very greedy. That’s gonna be a lot of cleanup. I wonder if he wipes here...” The white-furred rabbit rubbed his chin, watching the Nuzlocke challenge with renewed interest. He couldn’t help but wondered if the streamer had ‘thrown for content’, as the meme so often said. Yuyu should’ve been looking for places to apply for work instead of watching people play videogames online, but...he’d already received five different rejection letters this week so far, and there was only so much disappointment that he could handle. He’d stop slacking off a little later tonight. He just wanted to spend some time doing the things that he liked for a little while. On the subject of things that he liked...as he leaned back in his chair, the garment he wore underneath his shorts gave an audible rustle, along with a simultaneous squeak. He was in the midst of a bet with his girlfriend, a beautiful, red-furred husky by the name of Maike. Between the two of them, Maike was the one who far and away enjoyed wearing adult diapers on the daily more. Yuyu didn’t completely loathe the idea of wearing the crinkly garments—which, of course, was why he’d been suckered into this bet in the first place—but neither was he completely in love with the idea of either of them wearing full-time. But, that was exactly what the bet was about. Maike had been the one to lie down the rules. A few days ago, they’d started wearing diapers around the clock, with the toilet strictly off-limits. The boyfriend was also required to wear a pair of locked rubber pants around the clock, which was the source of the frequent squeaks that came from under his clothes. Maike had the only key to the rubber pants, and therefore, her boyfriend had no choice other than to soil himself and not cheat on the challenge. The way that they’d get out of wearing and using them would be for Yuyu to find a job before they both ended up becoming incontinent and reliant on the disposable underwear, at which point they’d likely be doomed to wear them forever—something that really only appealed to the husky. And if the rabbit was able to find work before he permanently lost control over his bladder and/or bowels, then Maike would treat him to a wide variety of Pokémon merchandise to basically overhaul the apartment in which they lived. And, since Pokémon was far and away Yuyu’s favorite franchise to ever exist, it seemed like a bit of a sucker’s bet. Even if it took a while, the bunny was certain that he’d be able to get a job somewhere before he became dependent on these weird, crinkly undergarments. Then, he’d have a Pokémon-themed apartment, and he’d never have to pee in another diaper ever again. For him, it was a win-win! His tall, rounded ears twitched as he heard movement coming from the hallway. He muted his stream and looked over his shoulder, seeing his girlfriend stepping into his man cave—or, as she called it, the ‘geek room’. The husky had a sweater on over her pink blouse, and a knee-length skirt that concealed her diaper well. Maike had taken to wearing skirts much more often since their bet had began the other day, as it allowed for easier diaper checks—just like how she was the only one who could change Yuyu, the same was true vice versa. While the rabbit had initially shied away from the idea of changing his girlfriend’s diaper, especially the messy ones, it had actually turned out to be a lot of fun. He’d even given her an orgasm or two in the middle of previous diaper changes. Diapers were a very large part of her kinky, sexual side, after all. “Hey, Yuyu! I’ve gotta make a quick run to the store. There’s some stuff that we have to stock up on.” Yuyu narrowed his eyes curiously. “What could we possibly need, Maike?” he inquired, suspecting that he already knew the answer. “Wipes? Powder? More packs of diapers?” To his surprise, Maike snickered and shook her head. “No, silly butt! Not every shopping trip is diaper-related, you know. Even though I'm sure that’s what you’d prefer.” “H-hey wait, you’re the one who—” “It’s just a routine grocery run,” the husky stated, her diaper rustling loudly as she wagged her tail. Unlike her boyfriend, she didn’t wear anything locked over her padding, since she was the one who enjoyed wearing and using them every chance that she got. “Dinner and lunch stuff, mostly. Anything specific that you can think of that we need?” Yuyu licked his lips, pushing aside his bashfulness about being accused of enjoying the act of soiling his diapers. Even though she hadn’t directly said that, he suspected that it was exactly what Maike was trying to imply. “I think we’re running low on milk,” he said, after thinking for a moment. “Almond milk, please, not the nasty regular stuff that expires in three hours after opening it. That’s the only thing I can think of.” “Got it!” hummed Maike, already on her way out of the room. Yuyu quickly stood up, his legs spread apart by his bulky undergarments. “Do you want me to come with you?” he offered to his girlfriend. “Nope, that’s okay!” the canine answered, continuing towards the front door, though Yuyu continued after her. Her skirt flared up every couple of steps, giving him a momentary glimpse of her diaper. Her purse, once she’d shouldered it, hung down towards her skirt, which would help to keep it smoothed down in public. “It’ll be quick and easy, I should be back within an hour.” Yuyu pursed his lips, smirking as he reached out to lift up his girlfriend’s skirt, giving the crinkly padding in between her legs a few groping squeezes to check it. Though it was still quite dry, he couldn’t help but tease her by saying, “Well, what if you need your diaper changed?” Maike flicked an ear, hesitating for several moments. She knew the implications of his question. What if she had a significantly large accident in her diaper that rendered it very difficult to conceal? The both of them hadn’t risked much public contact since starting their mutual challenge, since they hadn’t needed to go much farther than their apartment complex’s mailbox, which they took in shifts. But the grocery store was quite an adventure—and one that Maike had undoubtedly been looking forward to. Yuyu wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted someone to notice that she was wearing a diaper like a big baby, though he wasn’t sure if this was entirely the truth. She stuck her tongue out at him, swishing her tail playfully. “Then you’ll just have to change me when I get home! I’ll text you if I need anything, okay?” “And I'll do the same if I think of something else that we need,” Yuyu agreed, nodding to his girlfriend. “Drive safe!” Maike gave him a thumbs-up, playfully flashing her diapered bottom at him as she left the apartment. The rabbit snickered as he returned to his stream. He fully expected the husky to return home in a rather full diaper, once the breakfast that he’d laced with laxatives took effect. He hadn’t been expecting her to go out so soon after eating their first meal of the day, but he was thrilled that she had. A helpless, public messing would be just the thing that the husky needed to realize that wearing and needing diapers all day, every day wasn’t quite as appealing as it sounded... ---------------- Maike was humming a song under her breath as she pulled into the parking lot of the local grocery store. It was the one that was closest and most convenient to shop at, though the prices tended to be somewhat steeper than the supermarket in the next town over. Typically, the extra cost of gas outweighed the savings that would be made for a long excursion, so they saved said supermarket for extra-large shopping trips; as it stood, Maike and Yuyu only needed a few items today, so the local store would serve just fine. The canine licked her lips as she shut her car’s engine off, quickly glancing around to ensure that no one was nearby as she lifted her skirt, checking to make sure that she hadn’t had an absentminded accident in her diaper yet. Thankfully, the padding remained white, the picture of a cartoonish lion upon her crotch remaining unfazed about the fate it could suffer at any moment. As she’d left the apartment, she had tried to put on a brave face in front of her boyfriend—who, while generally very supportive of her and her interests, wasn’t too keen on the thought of her staying in diapers permanently. It wasn’t a complete turn-off for him, but it often threw him for a loop when he grabbed her butt or pulled off her pants to find a diaper wrapped around her waist. She usually abstained from them when she knew things were going to turn intimate between them, but she did quite enjoy the look of surprise that crossed his face whenever he discovered her crinkly underwear. That being said, this was a big step for her. She rarely went out in public with a diaper on underneath her outfit, especially not to somewhere as crowded as a grocery store. While she was comfortable wearing them around someone who was aware and okay with it, the thought of someone catching a glimpse of her crinkly underwear was something that unnerved her greatly. She’d spent all of her life worried about what people might think about her if they discovered something about her that they didn’t like—even though coming out to her boyfriend about her interest in the ABDL scene was something that had to happen, it had still been a bigger step than she’d ever taken before. He was the only one who knew about this side of her, and she wanted to keep it that way for now. Especially when strangers were concerned. She took a deep breath as she grabbed her purse off of her passenger seat and stepped out of the car, locking it behind her. “I can do this...I can do this,” she murmured quietly to herself, making sure that her skirt remained down as a faint breeze blew by. The sooner she got into the store, the sooner she could get things over and done with. Hoping that the faint rustling of her diaper was audible only to herself, Maike chewed on her lip and made her way to the store’s entrance, focusing hard on keeping a waddle out of her stride. There weren’t too many people close by in the parking lot, but she knew that would change as soon as she stepped foot in the store. “Alright...here we go...” she whispered, the automatic doors opening as she drew near to them. There was no turning back now. Not until she had what she came for. She fished her phone out of her pocket as she went to retrieve a shopping cart from the repository. She hadn’t been planning on texting her boyfriend already, but she could use whatever distraction she could find to still her racing heart. ‘This is scarier than I thought it’d be,’ she typed out on her digital keyboard, keeping an eye ahead of her as she made her way towards the first aisle, pushing her cart largely with her chest as she texted. ‘I’ve never worn in public before.’ She wondered how Yuyu would respond to her message. Would he try to reassure and encourage her? Would he tease and torment her further? Call her brave, or call her a diapered baby-butt? She knew that she’d only have to wait for a minute or two, since he was usually glued to his phone. Still, though, the anticipation was killing her. She was searching for the bread that they typically ate when her phone buzzed in her pocket, prompting her to pull it out once more. ‘Welcome to the 24/7 life, like you wanted,’ Yuyu had responded in one message, though an ellipses icon said that he was still typing. The message she received a few moments later read, ‘Don’t worry yourself, Maike. People aren’t going to look for you wearing a diaper unless you try shoving it under their noses.’ The husky glanced around fervently, worried that someone was close enough to see the word ‘diaper’ on her phone’s screen, as if it stood out any more than the rest of their message history. Keeping her device close to her chest, she hastily texted back, ’I know, I know. I’ll be careful.’ Maike returned her focus to the task at hand after sending the message, though she felt a bit bad about being so curt with her boyfriend. She hadn’t expected her nerves to be as on edge as they were right now. She was sure that he’d understand, if he was even upset by her response in the first place. The husky retrieved the bread that they needed—as luck would have it, it was on a lower shelf, prompting her to slowly bend her knees to lower herself down without risking her skirt flagging up—placed it in her cart, and continue down the aisle. She grabbed peanut butter along the way, since they seemed to go through it a lot faster than jelly. Then, she made a U-turn to make her way down the second aisle. This was how she usually did her shopping trips, weaving down each and every row of goods and grabbing what she needed along the way, essentially walking through every part of the store before checking out. Today’s trip, however, was going to feel very long, with the canine constantly worrying that her diaper was somehow peeking out from underneath her long skirt. Things went as any other normal shopping excursion would for the next several aisles, with the exception of Maike becoming noticeably tense whenever she passed someone by—which, in hindsight, was probably the last thing that she wanted to do if she wanted to appear like any other casual customer. As she was picking out a few frozen meals for nights that neither she nor her boyfriend felt like cooking, humming one of the catchy tunes to his Pokémon shows that sometimes wound up stuck in her head, she felt a sudden warmth that was quite out of place in the midst of the cold aisle of freezers. It was a warmth that she knew very, very well. Centralized around her crotch, rapidly spreading around her inner thighs, creeping up her bottom. All accompanied by a faint trickling sound that was just barely audible to her sharp hears amidst the humming of the coolers around her. Maike’s eyes went wide, her jaw going slightly slack as she stood very still, staring at the frozen dinners in front of her, the cool mist from the freezer washing over her body. She was peeing. But she hadn’t even felt that she’d needed to go. She was having an accident. And she couldn’t stop herself! Her heart hammering in her chest, she glanced to either side of her as she spread her legs ever so slightly, biting her lip as her diaper became warm and squishy underneath her skirt. Thankfully, the only other people in the aisle were a pair of families, each at opposite ends of the row. This meant that she was free to pee her diaper in peace, but...she couldn’t believe that this was happening! She was having a real, public accident! It must’ve been the combination of nerves that she’d been feeling, along with the hypnosis files that she and her boyfriend had been listening to every night since they’d started their challenge, and had only half been expecting them to even work. Well, they certainly worked—but of all the places to find this out, why did it have to be here!? The husky let her breath out slowly, shivering from the cold freezer and the relief of voiding her bladder involuntarily. Realizing she’d been standing and staring straight ahead for the better part of a minute now, she hastily grabbed up two of the frozen meals that were ‘buy one, get one free’ at the moment, stepping back to her cart to put them inside and continue along as if nothing had happened. But with each step that she took, she could feel exactly what had happened. Her diaper had become swollen from her pee, and it felt as though a warm, wet towel had been tucked in between her legs. It felt amazing, of course—she enjoyed wetting her diapers in private very much, and it often led to intimate times between herself and a vibrating toy. But the shock of having an accident in public hadn’t worn off just yet, and her heart was thumping hard as she continued into the next aisle, praying that her waddle wasn’t as obvious as she thought it was. Thankfully, she could see in some reflective surfaces that her soaked diaper wasn’t sagging down underneath her skirt, but she imagined that there was less room to work with before it would become visible. Bending the wrong way, her tail catching the garment as it swished, absentmindedly rubbing at her upper leg...there were many, many things that could happen to expose her secret. Not sure whether she was seeking comfort or further thrills, she whipped out her phone to text Yuyu again, chewing on her tongue as she typed, ‘Well, I think the hypno stuff works. Totally peed myself like a pup a minute ago.’ She continued moving through the aisles, holding her breath as she passed by other shoppers, hoping that no one with a particularly sharp nose would catch the mingling scents of plastic, powder, and piddle as she walked by. They were scents that she knew just as intimately as her own—and, well, the combination of all of them together wasn’t terribly uncommon. Her phone buzzed as she made a detour to the produce section, trying to determine which variety of apple would be the best to purchase at this time. The text she received from Yuyu made her brow narrow with suspicion. ‘Peed your padding again, huh? So...are you ONLY wet?’ She bit her lip, her thumbs hovering over the digital keyboard as she tried to think of a response to the unusual inquiry. It wasn’t normal for Yuyu to ask something like that, even since they’d started their bet. In fact, she usually had to shove her diaper under his nose—to quote his earlier text message—in order to get something as simple as a check. Why would he suddenly be so interested in whether or not she’d done more than wet herself? Was it just because she was having a public outing? Or was there— Grrrrrgle. The sudden pressure in her abdomen nearly made the husky drop her phone. She looked around hastily, mildly relieved that no one had seemed to hear the abrupt, strange noise that her stomach had just created. But her body was soon crying out for a very different form of relief. Trembling, she hastily, instinctively drove her cart over to an area that wasn’t as crowded, which happened to be near the bananas. The hypnosis tapes were only supposed to induce wetting, not messing! She tried not to pant as she stood rooted to the spot, feeling as though she would completely lose control over her bowels if she took one more step. What on earth had she eaten? All she’d had today was waffles for breakfast, provided by her boyfriend... Maike’s heart sank as she put two and two together. Yuyu had made her breakfast, and now was wondering if she’d only wet herself, seemingly out of the blue...he’d laced her food with laxatives! At just about the same time she’d made the realization, she knew that there was no holding back what was about to happen. She inhaled sharply, her tail going rigid as the muscles of her abdomen contracted harshly, setting things into motion. She crouched down, unable to stop herself from doing so as she lost control of her bowels, though she tried to disguise this as her lowering herself to the ground to fidget with her shoelaces. Hopefully, anyone nearby would simply assume that she was tying her shoes...and not filling the seat of her diaper. Maike’s blood felt cold, her head light, her heart racing as she pushed a warm, heavy load into the back of her soggy diaper. Much like wetting herself, she’d messed herself more times than she cared to count. She’d made a habit of scrunching up her face, puffing out her cheeks, and moaning loudly and obviously whenever she made her padding mushy. It was something that made her feel small, and she always enjoyed the immediate results very much, even if the cleanup that later ensued was less than glamorous. Having her boyfriend change her diaper and doing it in return for him was a lot easier than trying to change her own. Now, she was messing herself in public. And she had to make a very deliberate effort to not make a show of it, to not puff out her cheeks or moan loudly or stick her butt out as far as she could make it go. All while the seat of her diaper grew warmer, mushier, and heavier with each passing moment, with a foul odor already beginning to rise into the air around her. The husky shivered, continuing to fidget with her shoelaces, praying that no one would come near her until she’d finished having her accident. Her blood wasn’t entirely frozen anymore—her cheeks felt hot enough to start a fire, aglow with her embarrassment. Even though she was in the very midst of doing it, she couldn’t believe that she was pooping her diaper in the middle of the store! Where people could see her! On the drive, she’d been toying with the idea of maybe wetting herself just a little bit if she found an unoccupied aisle, until that decision had been made for her. And now, this! All because she thought that her boyfriend was being nice for her by making breakfast for them! The nerve...! Shivering again, Maike let out a breath as she felt that she’d finally finished having her second accident in the span of a few minutes. She slowly rose back to her feet, her mouth dry as she looked around, hoping that no one had seen what had just happened. Even though she’d been as discreet as she could’ve possibly been, it still felt like she’d put on quite the display that was easily noticeable to any onlookers. Thankfully, it seemed to be all in her head—none of the other shoppers in the produce area, nor the employees, had batted an eye. So, she hadn’t been caught. Not yet. Now, there was the matter of finishing her shopping trip and driving back home in a very wet, very messy diaper without anyone noticing the garment sagging heavily underneath her skirt. It felt incredibly warm, and the squishing that resulted from each step that she took must’ve been audible to someone other than herself. It felt amazing, but utterly embarrassing and terrifying at the same time—all three emotions compounding and feeding off of one another to make them each feel far stronger than they actually were. Maike took several deep breaths as she tried to steady her heartbeat, feeling her mush smushing around on her backside as she finished up in the produce area. Her hands trembling, she pulled out her phone once more. Biting her lip, she managed to finally respond to Yuyu’s inquiry about whether or not she was only wet. ‘Um...not anymore...’

Good evening all: I just wanted to ask a question to see if there are DD Members that play Pokemon Violet Scarlet on the Switch. I have been knocking off objectives, leveling up Pokemon, (Highest level I have is a 85, lowest is a 60), and when I hit an objective, sometimes the person that I talk to marks destinations on my map: Questions: 1. How do you See EXACTLY where a point is, as well as the name of the marks: I get a bunch of colored markers, and it does NOT tell me what it is, unless it is a BLUE check point that I can fly to, and then I am trying to get to a specific base or objective, and I need to see these so I can get there, and complete the objectives: I want to complete Violet, and that would make me VERY happy 2. How do you KNOW that you have been to a base, or completed an objective, so you don't waste time circling around and then think you got somewhere, and it isn't the right base, or objective. I want to complete the LAST base, but I need to know which it is, and where the marker is, but it does NOT identify the location when you hover over it - If I can't ID the base location, I can't complete the quests. I want to then take out the Titans Then, I want to go after the colored stakes, and get the ancient pokemon I have already beaten all gyms, and gotten all 8 gym badges, beaten the Elite four, and now I am a champion after beating Geeta, and then I had to fight Nemona. So I need help to figure out the map to see if I can figure out how to see what I have to do before I take the quest in Area Zero Any assistance that anyone can provide me, or guidance would be helpful Thanks, Brian

25 Years ago… “Who would have thought Hearthome City, a name which stood for warmth and kindness, would be at the epicenter for such a bizarre event ?” A female news reporter said. “What was supposed to be a child friendly city, full of happy families, now has parents leery of letting their children out unsupervised.” The news camera zoomed out to show the Hearthome City Gym standing tall before showing slides of the various other amenities, such as the Poffin House, Amity Square, before finally stopping at the front of the Super Contest Hall. “I’ve spoken to several witnesses who were at the scene, but none of which were willing to be interviewed on camera. One witness, who wishes to remain anonymous said, ‘It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was just a normal day, I was out jogging with my Machamp before a match, you know, to pump us up and get the blood flowing, but then he just stopped right in the middle of the track. Next thing I knew, my buddy, he grabbed his head and started thrashing about. I knew right away something wasn’t right. I put him back in his ball and rushed to the Pokemon center, and it was there injured trainers started pouring in. It was pure chaos. I saw this guy with crushed legs from his Rhyhorn trampling him. Another girl was just covered in lacerations. Her clothes were all ripped and bloody. She said her Ivysaur had suddenly turned on her and started attacking her with its vines. ’” “Another trainer I talked to said the farmers market stall where he buys honey was in pieces due to a swarm of Beedrills zooming through the aisles. People and pokemon alike were left running for cover as the creatures attacked indiscriminately. This was one of many stands left destroyed from the aftermath. As you can see behind me, police have taped off the area until clean up crews can come and move some of the larger debris.” “Authorities are still unsure as to what upset some of the local pokemon, and local researchers are left scratching their heads. Many Hearthome residents have been pointing fingers to a local criminal fringe group that goes by the name Team Plasma, while others have blamed the nearby lab. Either way, police have asked all residents to stay inside and keep all pokemon safely in their balls until the cause of the disruption has been investigated. I’m reporter Kinsley from Pkmn News, back to you in the studio.” Present day I flicked the Television off and let out a sigh. Contests. Battles. Tournaments. Gyms. Those were the good old days, before what the people of Sinnoh called The Incitement. The world of Pokemon was flipped on its head. It was the day a staggering 99 percent of pokemon stopped obeying their trainers. It didn’t matter if you were a novice or an ace; had one gym badge or all of them. It was like something in their brain was scrambled and Pokemon no longer wished to be our partners. Some say it was only a matter of time before they revolted. “We were using them as slaves” seems to be the going argument now-a-days, but it changes month to month. Some people even went as far to blame the 5g towers, but I think it's a load of Taurus shit. Pokemon were still around, but it was nothing like it used to be. Now there was so much red tape to being a Pokemon trainer, it was nearly impossible. Licenses, fees, tests, age restrictions and a hundred other hoops to jump through. Not to mention the astronomical cost to everything. With only one percent of the population having pokemon, free Pokemon centers were a thing of the past. There was only one in Sinnah now, and it cost nearly $500 to use, so unless you wanted to travel for days, you were left paying outrageous prices for healing items. Not only that, but you had to prove you were a licensed trainer, and I was not. “Honey, I’m going to work. Make sure you lock up behind me” My mother called. “The smoke is getting thick, please make sure to get your evacuation bag packed and ready to go just in case.” “I will.” I said. “Have a good day.” Despite the age of 30 drawing closer every day, I still lived with my mom, and about six other roommates. This was once a world that catered to Pokemon, and without them, the economy took a turn worse than The Great Depression. Jobs were harder to find than trainers. The cost of everything was something out of a dystopian novel. With no free labor from Pokemon, businesses had to hire help, found out they couldn’t afford to pay their employees, and started rapidly going out of business one after another. The first to shut down was the Pokemon Hotel. With trainers no longer flooding the streets to challenge gym leaders, the tourist industry sank. Then went the contest hall, followed by the Pokemon centers and the marts. I counted to thirty. Then sixty. I listened intently for the sound of my moms garden wagon to roll out the driveway and down the street. Then I waited to make sure she wasn’t coming back. The coast was clear. I moved a loose floorboard under my bed and lowered my hand, reaching for the orb shaped object the size of a marble. “Good morning,” I whispered to the object. I rubbed my thumb over it affectionately. “I’ll get you out of there someday. I promise. ” I stuck the orb in my pocket, threw on my hoodie, grabbed my backpack and tiptoed out the house towards my bike. I pumped my legs as fast as they would go, my knees nearly bumping my chin on the pink, glittery bike I’ve had since I was seven. Affording a new bike was out of the question, but it was too far of a walk to get to the old Contest hall building where the black market was held. I passed Greg, the security guard patrolling this end of town for wild pokemon. As long as you stayed inside the city’s perimeter you were moderately kept safe by the near constant patrols, but if you left the gates, you were taking your life in your hands. Death by pokemon was unheard of back before The Incitement, now you just did everything you could not to become a statistic. It seemed there was a new crisis everyday. Fires, mudslides, flooding, earthquakes. “Almost there.” I wheezed out between gasps for air. The smoke was thick. I should have worn a mask, the bandanna I had wrapped around my face wasn’t cutting it. A Monferno had set fire to the brush in the nearby forest a few days ago, but with rescue personnel still busy searching for survivors from the landslide caused by an Onix, we would be lucky if we didn’t have to go down to the public bunkers. We had just been released last Tuesday from a three day stay because an unlicensed trainer lost control of a Skuntank and residents were falling ill from the smell. Smuggling pokemon into the city was a serious crime if you didn’t have the right licenses, and even if you did, they had to stay in their balls outside of the designated areas. There was only one official place in the city where you could let Pokemon out, and that was the gym. I stared up at the large four story gym with longing as I peddled forward before stopping to admire it. One day I’d get to go inside. Unfortunately for me, the door only unlocked for registered trainers. I rubbed the marble in my pocket. I found the pokeball on a scavenging run outside the gates about two years ago. I have no idea if there was anything inside, most likely not, but I liked to pretend there was. It made me feel less lonely talking to whatever, if anything, was inside. I had grown rather attached to it, In fact I never left home without it. If only I could just get inside the gym grounds and let whatever was frozen inside out. But I think I knew deep down it would never happen. Even if I broke in, finding out there was nothing in the ball after all the hours I had spent talking to it would be painful. It had become cathartic, having something to talk to and confide in, like writing in a journal.To lose that by knowing no one was in there… or worse, something was. And it wanted to hurt me. An involuntary shiver ran down my spine. I looked left, then right. I felt like I was being watched. “...Hello?” I asked the empty air feeling uncertain. This place was kind of creepy with the low light and ash filled air. I quickly decided there would be other days to daydream in front of the gym, like when the sun was out. I had trading to do. “Spinarak spun silk! Guaranteed never to split!” A man called out into the crowded hallways. I flinched as another shouted, “WOOLOO WOOL!” I ducked and swerved around a pair of women who were admiring the Stoutland fur handmade hair brushes at Mrs. Bakers stand. No one really knew if they were made with real Stoutland fur. Probably not. You had to be careful down here. For every legitimate product, there were two knockoffs. Scammers were everywhere, I had once even seen a man trying to sell a bunch of rocks as Onyx eggs. People were desperate. Only the trainers had it good, but no one knew if only the rich could be trainers, or if being a trainer made you rich? I pondered this when something made me stop in my tracks. Something was glowing in a jar I hadn’t seen before. I walked up to the lady’s stand and stared at the contents. It was almost like an orange colored cotton ball was lit on fire. “Chimchar tail fur.” the lady me. She was wrapped completely in a deep purple robe and hood. Some of the vendors really get into character. “Makes for perfect lanterns during power outages. Light that will never go out.” I continued to gaze in wonder at the orange and blue ball of fire. This was genuine. I hated sitting in the dark cellar during disasters with seven other people. You were always getting stepped on. “H-how much?” I found the words had slipped out involuntarily. Ha! As if I had the money for something like this. She told me and my heart sank a little. I nodded my head as if I thought that was reasonable. “I see.” I said trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice. “I accept cash or favors.” I lifted my head suspiciously, trying to keep my hopes from rising. “I don’t do sexual favors.” You could pay in the black market two ways. Bartering and Buying. Favors fell in the bartering category. You could offer to clean someone's house, mow their lawn, babysit the kids, whatever they needed. Or sometimes people ask for a different kind of favor… Anything went down here. The woman placed a container on her table. “I need ectoplasm.” “Done!” I said. She raised an eyebrow. “And you have that on you?” “Uhh, n-no, but I can get some. Let’s see, ectoplasm comes from ghost pokemon and ghost pokemon are… My head slowly went in the direction of the gym. I gulped. “Will that be a problem?” The woman asked. “N-no, I can get it.” I really need to think these things through, I thought to myself as I stood in front of the gym holding a tupperware container. “Hi, Miss Fantina, you don’t know me, but can I ask if one of your pokemon would shit in this bowl for me?” Or whatever ectoplasm was. I let out a nervous laugh. This was all because I was scared of the dark. What could I possibly offer a woman, no, a gym leader, something she didn’t already have? I walked around the perimeter. It was built like a fortress! How could I barter with her if I couldn’t even get in? I had no trainer license to scan. I stopped and stared at the front door. Was there a button I could press to talk to someone inside? What if I just knocked? I cautiously rapped my knuckles on the door, not really expecting anything to happen. To my astonishment the door slid open to the side. Curiosity compelled me forward. “Hello?” I asked. I stepped into the lobby. I looked around, but the small registration room was empty. It actually didn’t look like anyone had been here for quite a while. A noise coming from further inside grabbed my attention. I peeked my head around the corner, there, standing in the hallway, was a woman wearing a purple dress and the strangest headwear I had ever seen. I let out a small yelp. “Miss Fantina! I-I’m so sorry to intrude! I just wanted to make a -uh.” My words cut off as the woman standing in the hallway beckoned me forward with a wave of her hand before turning to leave. Did she want me to follow her? “So- I was wondering if you needed a favor of s-some kind? I can clean or-” The lights flickered off leaving us in total blackness. I let out a yell and froze in terror. I really hated the dark. I groaned. I think I peed a little. The lights came back on. Miss Fantina was on the other end of the long hallway. She silently beckoned me forward again before turning left. I gulped. Something seemed off. “M-miss Fantina, do you think we could just talk out here?” My heart was still racing from the power surge. A single white, long, slender finger re-appeared with a long purple colored nail. It beckoned me onward. I took a shaky step forward and followed after her. When I turned the corner she was nowhere to be found. Several closed doors greeted me, but the one on the end was open. The lights went off again. I gritted my teeth. There was a dim glow emanating at the end of the hallway. I headed for it in a bit of a gallop from the adrenaline surge and came to a flight of stairs going down into the basement. I stopped at the foot of the stairs. Do I go into the creepy basement? I turned and looked back at my other option. I could retreat and go back the way I came. Back into the darkness. I found myself hurrying down the stairs. As I reached the bottom and had a better look around, my jar dropped. What. The. Fuck. It was as if I had just entered Wonderland and I was Alice. The furniture…it was huge. The door slammed shut behind me. I panicked and turned to run but stopped dead in my tracks. How had Miss Fantina gotten behind me? Her head was cocked to the side as she took me in. I backed farther into the room. There was a smile on her face that sent shivers up my spine. Her eyes seemed hollow, empty and black. She had something in her hands as she stepped towards me. “M-ma’m?” I was growing more and more uneasy. I backed into something huge. I turned to look at it. It was a crib. I was in some kind of nursery. “D-id you want me to babysit?” I asked. I noticed what was in her hands. It was a diaper. “M-ma’m?” In the blink of an eye she was in front of me, no towering over me! This wasn’t real. No human could grow this size! I let out a scream. “There there baby girl.” The massive 9 foot tall woman said. Her voice was monotone with a bit of an echo. It didn’t sound right. It didn’t sound human. I tried to run, but she grabbed me from under the armpits and lifted me up. “Baby is okay.” I punched, kicked, and tried to thrash my way to freedom but she only held me tighter. “Baby is going to get a time out if she doesn’t quit moving.” The only thing I was accomplishing was making myself tired. No matter how much I kicked it didn’t affect her. “No! No! Put me down!” I quickly got my wish, but it wasn’t back down on my feet. It was on my back. “What are you doing? Let me go!” I struggled to sit up, but a massive arm across my chest kept me restrained. I could feel her prying my shoes off. What was happening? Now my socks were being taken off. “Stop it!” I begged. “I’m sorry I came in without a license, I won’t do it again! Please let me go!” She was fiddling with the waistband of my pants. No! No! No! I did the only thing I could think of as I felt my pants begin to slide down my legs. I lifted my head as high as it would go and sank my teeth into her arm. “NO! BAD GIRL!” I regretted my choice. In the flash of an eye I went from laying on my back to being on my stomach. “YOU DON’T BITE MOMMY!” I let out a surprised yelp as a hard hit smacked my bare butt cheek. “STOP THAT!” I yelled. “Don’t hit me!” But the blows wouldn’t stop coming. It went from surprise, to embarrassment, but now it was starting to sting. “Stop it; that hurts!” I wailed. “Apologize for biting mommy and I’ll stop.” “I’m sorry! I’m sorry for biting you! Please stop!” And just like that I was lying back on my back. Tears of pain and humiliation stung my eyes. “Are you going to be a good girl for mommy?” “Yes.” I whimpered, terrified of the situation I was in. “Mommy doesn’t like to hurt the baby.” Fantina let out a smile, but something about it was off. And her voice, and the size. I had entered the Twilight Zone. My heart was pounding as my pants and underwear were pulled down the rest of the way. “Why are you doing this?” I whimpered as I was lifted and placed on the outstretched padding. “Baby can’t be trusted to tell mommy when she has to go potty so baby needs to stay in diapers.” The robotic voice said. “But I’m not a baby!” I protested. “I’m nearly thirty!” “Baby is cranky! Does the baby need another spanking?” I quickly fell silent. This lady was nuts. Yes, she must be! She must have gone crazy from all the years spent locked up alone in the gym! But the size change… Maybe I was the one going crazy? Did I hit my head? Breathe in a poisonous gas? Was I in hell? I cringed as the diaper came up. Was this actually happening to me? The arm holding me down released me and Fantina turned her back and began rummaging through a cabinet. I tried to make a break for it, but I could hardly move. This diaper was like having thirty pound weights strapped to my waist. I struggled to sit up, but between the crotch boulder and the involuntary trembling, I was trapped and I knew it. I started to sob. I knew I was fucked. No one knew I was down here. “Please. Please let me go home. I have a family.” “But, sweetheart,” Miss Fatina said, now holding a bottle of milk. “You are home.” I let out a scream. Her eyes! They were missing! The basement door sprung open and a pair of footsteps came clunking down the stairs. I held my breath. My heart began to hammer. Was there someone else in on this? Was I about to become a victim of human trafficking? Is that why they put me in a diaper? To ship me off? “Slip, why do you look like me?” a female voice asked, before rounding the stairs “And why are you down in the playroom?” I began to babble from fright and tried desperately to back away. It was the woman from the black market! The one who sent me here! They were working together and I fell right into their trap! The woman ripped her hood off and stared at me, her face began to redden and her eyes were as wide as the moon in… shock? We both let out a scream. How was this possible? How were there two Fantina’s? “SLIP!” She screamed. “ALL OF YOU! GET IN HERE! FAMILY MEETING!” The first Fantina began to shrink. I let out a frightened whimper and covered my face with my arms as the thing I thought was human dissolved into a gelatinous puddle on the floor. Ghosts began to float in from the wall and they were…they were…. laughing? I took in the mess on the floor that had now grown eyes, the ghosts, and finally Fantina as realization dawned. It had been a pokemon all along. “I SENT HER OVER TO TEST THE ALARMS! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO KIDNAP HER!” Fantina screamed. Things were starting to go black. It was too much for my system to take. The last thing I remember before losing consciousness was thinking, “Even a gym leader loses control of them.”

Hello! This is the first story I've ever written, so I'm still getting a feel for my writing style and learning a lot! Appreciate any and all feedback as long as criticism is constructive. I'm not sure how long I want to make it, but so far I have about 8 chapters that I've already written and it doesn't feel close to done with what I want to do by the end. I feel I should mention as well I'm not a huge fan of baby talk in stories, but in the spirit of making things apparent while still feeling natural, there are some instances where it'll be done when pacis or something are involved, but I'm sorry if it's inconsistent hah. Clearly by the title it takes place in the Pokemon world, so if you're into that or the games, then awesome! If not, then I'm sorry if things end up a bit confusing ;^; I've posted 3 chapters elsewhere already, so I figure I'll do the same here! CW for the story, I may update as more chapters come: Diaper messing, diaper wetting, forced regression, hypno. Chapter 1 It was a beautiful sunny day on route 7, just outside of Hammerlocke city. The Rookidee were chirping, Ribombee and Cutiefly going from flower to flower, and standing outside of a new building just outside of town was a curious, new trainer, Rina. She looked up at the building, a sign above the door stating simply “Pokémon Nursery”, however the curious thing was up until recently, it had been a completely abandoned building, and it seemed to have little to no association with the other two more well-known Pokémon nurseries in the region. The front of the building was adorned with flower boxes beneath a bay window, and beds alongside the bottom. Rina walked to the side of the building to look around the corner, in order to see if there was anything interesting or telling around back. A fence blocked her path, but she could still make out quite a bit. A small playground stood to the side of the building, with more flowers behind it, towards a fence she could make out at the back, and a small pond could be seen peeking out from directly behind the building, slightly out of view. Everything seemed to be normal enough, and she definitely had a few Pokémon that she thought may benefit from a place like this, just so she didn’t have to spend a ton of her own time getting them through those early stages of training, and she could keep working on getting her stronger partners ready for more gyms. She wanted to win, she had to be the best! She didn’t have the time to build out the perfect team all by herself. As she stood there, she patted down the front of her skirt, wiped off her jacked trying to tidy up, checked her pink hair in the reflection of the window, before thinking “Why are you so nervous? It’s just a Pokémon nursery! They’re here to help trainers out!” With that she closed her eyes and opened the door, causing a small bell inside to jingle, signaling someone had walked in. As she walked into the front room, she looked around taking everything in. The whole foyer definitely had a bit of a preschool aesthetic to it. From the outside it seemed like a quaint cottage, fitting for the area, but inside, aside from the front wall, it felt very modern. Pastel colors adorned the walls, alongside various cute baby Pokémon decals. A sparse, new bulletin board was on the left hand side of the room, along with a few chairs for people to wait for assistance. Another door stood in the back of the room, to the right of the main welcoming desk, behind which stood a kind looking Indeedee who simply smiled up at the trainer. She walked nervously up to the Indeedee, who just continued staring. “Hello, is there anyone else here? I’m interested in your nursery services! Do you have a list of services or prices I could look at while I wait for whoever runs this place?” The Indeedee’s ears perked up, and she smiled, jumping up and down excitedly listening to the new trainer, before walking around the side of the counter, standing next to Rina, and holding a hand up for the trainer to grab. “Oh, you want me to follow you to who runs this place? Alright…” and with that she grabbed the creature’s hand, now being led towards the door to the right. She thought the whole thing to be a bit odd. Typically, the way this worked was you talk with the person at the counter, they ask which Pokémon you’d like them to watch, they charge you P500 for each, and that’s that! However, there wasn’t a person in sight, nobody outside, no prices, and not a single Pokémon to speak of other than the one that she assumed worked here! Was she their first customer? There was no way! Though she had to admit, everything looked so new, and with it seemingly not related to the other nurseries, maybe people were just being apprehensive and sticking with who they know. As she was moving she noticed there was no PC to be seen. No matter, she could drop off her Sylveon, Ribbon, while she went and grabbed some lunch just to see how things went before she committed to leaving more, just as a test. As she got to the door and opened it, she wasn’t prepared for what awaited her inside. Rina opened the door and was immediately hit with the smell of baby powder. She looked around, and what she saw shocked her. “What in Arceus…” she muttered. Her eyes were looking everywhere. She’d never been inside the rooms in Pokémon nurseries, but she had to wonder, were they all like this? Like an actual…nursery? It had it all. A changing table was pressed against the back wall, the drawers beneath stocked with a multitude of diapers, bottles, lotions, you name it. To her right sat a rather large crib, above which an adorable Eeveelution mobile dangled, reflecting all sorts of beautiful lights. Pillows and toys were spread all over, though it had a bit of the tidy mess look to it all, like it was just ready and waiting to be played with by someone. She noticed a Lapras shaped training potty in the corner at the foot of the changing table, and some sort of chart above it. To her left she heard another door open and looked over to see the Indeedee walking through it, presumably to bring her whoever ran this place. Looking closer though and taking it all in, she began to notice things. First, there were other Pokémon here. She noticed a trash bin at the head of the changing table, at the foot of which sat a diaper pail and a rather odd looking Trubbish, but it was so still she thought it fake or something of the sort. She gave it an awkward smile and a wave, and to her shock it actually gave her a kind wave back, before settling into motionlessness yet again. She looked towards the large crib pillows, and noticed they were unmistakably Whimsicott fluff. Was it still in there, or was that just leftover fluff? She walked closer to the crib, and only then did it hit her how large it was. It was person sized, not baby Pokémon sized. Sure, larger Pokémon hatched from eggs just the same as small ones, but they typically didn’t need all of…this. Did they? She wasn’t all too sure, she’d never hatched one, but she couldn’t imagine most Pokémon this sort of environment. Continuing on that line of thought, she started second guessing the changing table. She walked over to it and picked up one of the diapers. They were also, like the crib, too big for baby Pokémon. Her mind was racing, but before she had too long to think about it, a voice popped into her head. “Oh welcome, welcome to our Pokémon nursery little one!” The voice said. Rina turned around to find what could potentially be the largest Gardevoir she had ever set eyes on or even heard about. She was walking out of the room with the Indeedee in tow, and continued her psychic speak. “My name is Bella, and sweet Indeedee told me you were interested in our nursery services!” she said with a quite clearly excited smile. “Is the customer you or are you inquiring for someone else?” Chapter 2 Rina looked up at the massive Gardevoir, probably a good three feet taller than her. Was this an alpha? Surely someone with an alpha Pokémon in this day and age wouldn’t be using it to help run a nursery! She decided to reply instead of thinking of more things to confuse herself. “Hi yes! No it’s me that’s interested. How much do you all charge? I didn’t see any signage or advertisement anywhere out front, or in the foyer.” she asked, trying to speed things along and be on her way. “…Charge? Oh sweetie you have it all wrong! We do this strictly because we enjoy taking care of the little ones! It brings so many of us such joy, and I’m so glad to hear that you’re interested!” said Bella’s voice, ringing through Rina’s head like a song, while she brought her hands to her face in excitement. Maybe she was their first customer. Bella looked down at Rina’s outfit, and noticed the pokeball hanging from Rina’s purse “Oh and is this your partner? If you just hand them over to Indeedee here, she’ll see to it they’re in perfect hands!” Rina nodded, kissing the pokeball goodbye, even if only for a couple of hours, and handed her Sylveon over to what seemed to be the…secretary? Assistant? She was curious, but just left it at helper. “Well I suppose that’s it then, thank you!” And with that she turned to walk away and head out, when suddenly she felt something touch her. Bella was reaching out and grabbing her hand as she was walking away. She turned around confused and just looked at the Gardevoir, wondering what she wanted. “Oh no no no, sweetie! Come now, just relax and lets get you all situated” Was the last thing Rina heard in her head before there were some dancing lights all throughout her vision. Pink. Purple. Blue. Swirling together, making her eyes, then her whole body heavy. Oh no. Was she being hypnotized? Suddenly a lot more things started making sense. The lack of people, the baby amenities fit for a human, this wasn’t a Pokémon nursery for Pokémon, this was a Nursery run by Pokémon for people! The thought didn’t last long though, as before she knew it, the dancing lights were over, but the heavy feeling remained, and it was all consuming. She thought she’d collapse to the floor, but before she did, she felt herself being lifted up in front of Bella, before being embraced in a gleeful hug, followed by the two of them floating over towards the changing table together. As she was laid onto the soft top of the table, she could barely keep her eyes open. Thoughts weren’t connecting. Rina at last tried to say something, but all that she managed to get out was “nnn…..baby” Bella looked down at her in sheer joy, and all Rina heard back was “That’s right sweetie! You’re going to be an absolutely adorable baby! Don’t you worry about a thing, leave it all to us!” before falling into a deep slumber. While she slept, various images and scenarios appeared and were dreamed up in her head. She was in the mountains, training hard with her team. She saw her pokemon hurt from a battle, but fighting on regardless. Babyish imagery began flashing intermittently. A pacifier, a bottle, a diaper. Next thing she knew, she was dreaming of the nursery. The crib, the changing table, and Bella. After who knows how long, Rina began to awaken, reaching up to wipe the sleep from her eyes groggily. “What a strange dream” she thought, looking up and seeing the same dangling mobile she’d seen in the crib in her….dream? Wait no, that part wasn’t a dream. She sat up quickly, and it was then that she felt, and heard, the crinkle coming from beneath her clothes. Wait. These weren’t her clothes. She was dressed in what seemed like a kindergarteners outfit, blue top, a red skirt. Reaching down to lift the skirt up though, was when she saw the bulk that she felt. A Togepi egg print diaper, taped around her waist, the perfect size for her. She wanted to scream, but that’s when she noticed the pacifier in her mouth. She reached up to pull it out, but her body wouldn’t obey! Her hand just stopped when she touched it. She wanted to spit it out, but it was like she couldn’t remember how to. Clearly some sort of effect of hypnosis that the Gardevoir had used on her. She sat there, crossed her arms, and pouted, unconsciously sucking on the paci a little bit, thinking about what to do. She had to get out of here. Escape, something! The longer she stayed here, the more danger she was in. As she got to her feet, wobbly on the fluffy cushioning of the crib mattress, it was clear there was no way she was climbing out. The bars of the crib came up to about her chest. It was about then that Bella walked back in from the other mystery room. “Oh my is the baby awake?! Look at you! You are just the cutest thing! We’re so lucky you’re the first trainer to come through our doors!” Came through Rina’s mind, and the surprise of a sudden voice was enough for her to lose her balance and drop down right on to her butt with a puff of powder and a crinkle. Tears began to well in her eyes. She was embarrassed, humiliated, didn’t know what had been done to her mind, and she was trapped! It was all too much, and despite the paci being stuck there for now, she began to cry and wail around it, causing Bella to rush over in a panic. Using psychic, she effortless floated the girl out of the crib and in front of her, and before Rina could say or do anything, Bella felt just inside the side of the girl’s diapers. Rina’s eyes went wide in shock, and she instantly tried swatting the Pokémon’s arms away. “Hmm, you’re still all clean. Why so fussy, darling? Are you hungry?” she asked more rhetorically rather than just asking Rina herself. She floated the girl down to the floor into a sitting position, before starting to hover off into the next room over. “You wait right there! I’ve got just the thing!” Was the last thing Rina heard before the Pokémon disappeared, before shortly emerging back carrying a baby bottle full of white liquid that she could only assume was milk. Next thing she knew, she was being floated up into the Gardevoir’s arms and cradled. She knew what was coming, and she was going to fight it. She puffed her cheeks out around the paci angrily. She would make it clear this was all a mistake, some sort of misunderstanding. “Alrighty baby girl, say ahhhhh!” rang in her head, and Bella removed the paci from her mouth. Instantly, Rina began shouting. “I’M NOT A BA-mmmph!” was all she managed to get out before having the nipple from the bottle shoved into her mouth by some unseen force. She kept trying to talk around it, but all she could get out were murmurs. “Such a fussy baby. Shh, shh, it’s okay! This will help fill you right up!” She managed to hear through her struggling. The girl didn’t suckle, didn’t drink, but every so often a drop would come out of the bottle and land on her tongue. It was milky, but it was thick and sweet. Was this baby formula?! She began wriggling to get away and out of her arms, but the Gardevoir held her strong. After a moment though, her stomach let out a groaning growl, and the girl blushed. She cursed her body for betraying her, and Bella picked up on it instantly. Rina saw Bella’s hand start to glow before coming up to her eyes, and she heard her voice again. “So you were hungry! Still not drinking, though? I didn’t want to do this, but if you’re going to be difficult. Drink up, little one! It’s yummy! You’ll feel much better after, too!” the voice said in her head. The suggestion with the hypnosis was all it took, and the girl began suckling. She was completely aware of what was happening though, she didn’t feel heavy or sleepy at all like last time. She tried to stop, but her mouth wouldn’t obey. She tried to grab the bottle out of the air, but it wouldn’t budge from being pushed into her mouth by the powerful Pokémon’s abilities. As the thick, sweet liquid washed over her mouth more, she was taken aback by how delicious it was. It tasted way better than it had a second ago, and she remembered what she heard. It was just another part of the hypnosis, she told herself, but it didn’t matter. As she started drinking more, she felt a rhythmic pat on her bottom, her diaper crinkling with each “thump….thump…”, and she was taken aback, but she was so absorbed in trying to stop herself, while at the same time not fully wanting to because of the taste. Before too long, she stopped trying to resist. She stopped caring about the hypnosis. She stopped caring about the pats. She just drank, and then the bottle was empty. Chapter 3 Once the bottle had been emptied, it floated over onto a table. As it left her mouth, Rina just sat there in the Gardevoir’s arms, shocked. “There there, all better!” She heard in her head. She was still reeling mentally from the situation. As easy as could be, she had been stripped of control and forced to drink a whole bottle of formula like it was nothing. She tried to stay calm, but she had to admit she was a little afraid. “What...did you do to me? Why?” She managed to ask once realized her mouth was no longer occupied. “Why couldn’t I stop? Why couldn’t I take that thing out?” She asked again, pointing at the pacifier sitting next to the empty bottle. Bella was a bit taken aback by the questions. “Oh my, I’m so sorry, but you seemed so upset, but then you wouldn’t drink from your bottle! I had to get you to somehow, so I may have used a little convenient hypnosis to get the job done. As for the pacifier, same thing! It just makes my job much easier without fussy little ones throwing them all over, and having to get a new clean one!” Hearing what she heard confirmed everything, and she about burst out screaming, but tried to keep calm. “Okay then. Lastly, what the heck is this place, and why am I being treated like a baby?! I’m a Pokémon trainer, this is a Pokémon nursery, why is it all backwards?!” she asked, this time raising her voice a bit more as she went on. Bella thought a bit at the question. “Well, this is a Pokémon nursery, a nursery run by Pokémon! We aim to take care of any and all who come through our door, Pokémon or trainer! And while I must say you are a tad fussier than I imagined for someone who seemed interested using our services, you are just cute as a button!” she said psychically while patting Rina’s diaper, and booping her nose. Rina was starting to get it. “I was interested in the nursery for my Pokémon! I’m an adult, not a baby. I don’t need to be here, I can take care of myself, let me go right now!” she shouted, starting to struggle and try to break free from the large Gardevoir’s arms again. While her physical struggle seemed to have little effect on its own, her words seemed to make the Gardevoir set her down on the floor, and Bella looked to be thinking a little bit at what she said. Now that things seemed to be settling down, she went to free herself from this accursed diaper. Each movement causing a crinkle, a constant reminder of her situation, she couldn’t bear it any longer. She reached down to take it off and…wait how did she take it off? She felt all over, poked and prodded at every inch of the cloud like garment. There were tapes holding it on at the sides, but no zipper, no button, nothing. She pulled at one of the tapes a bit, but something in the back of her head told her that wouldn’t solve the problem, so she stopped without trying. She was speechless, it had to be another part of the hypnosis from when she fell asleep earlier. She went to talk again but was interrupted by the pacifier being placed back into her mouth. “Ah ah ah” she heard in her head with a chiding tone “Don’t try to take that off, we can’t have babies like you having any accidents!” and that was enough to set her off again. She threw her arms down, and puffed her cheeks out in a huff. Rina reached over to a nearby pokeball shaped pillow and grabbed it, before throwing it across the room in a huff. Rina stood up with a wobble, still not used to the bulk between her legs, and tried to look defiant. To just about anyone, this would just look like a toddler having a temper tantrum. “Not babee! Let ee go!” She shouted around the pacifier, stamping her foot on the ground, before feeling a sudden swat on her padded behind by some unseen force. “Hey!” she shouted again, this time looking straight at Bella, who seemed wholly unamused by the display. “Not a baby, huh?” she heard in her head. “After that display young lady, I’m not convinced of that at all! You’re fussy, you aren’t eating properly based on how hungry you were, you throw tantrums instead of talking. No I think you’re exactly where you belong!” The tone of voice in her head instantly made Rina avert her eyes, like a child being scolded. Bella was right to a point, but the whole thing was ludicrous! Next thing she knew however she was being lifted up and placed into the crib again. There she stood, belly full now, trapped yet again. She placed her hands atop the gate, as she watched the Gardevoir take a few steps back. “I’ll go have a chat with the Pokémon you left with us, and we’ll see where we stand. Now you just stay put and think about what I said. If you’re still dry by the time I get back, well then that’s extra big girl points for you!” she heard before seeing Bella head back into the other room and close the door. That was it, she was saved! As soon as she talked with Ribbon, this whole thing would be figured out and she would be on her way! It was just then that she thought about the last thing Bella had said. Still dry? Suddenly she realized just how much formula she drank earlier, and she had a problem. She had to pee. She flopped down on her bottom in the crib, her diaper puffing out a bit and crinkling still with each movement. How long would they be?! What was there to talk about?! If Ribbon had any sense she would just rush out and free her! It was then that the Whimsicott that had apparently been her pillow floated over to her and snuggled against her cheek. She gave it a hug gently, before letting it be whisked away, floating throughout the room. The pressure in her bladder grew, so she stood back up, fidgeting more. She looked around for a clock in the room to gauge how long it had been. Nothing. She tried thinking of other things to distract herself. She needed to go train more with Ribbon, maybe they should go to the wild area tomorrow when this was all over! She could also use a few more good team mates to deal with a few gyms she had yet to win against, yeah, that seemed like a good plan! She glanced over at the changing table again, paying more attention. How had she not put two and two together as soon as she stepped into this place? It was all so obvious in hindsight! Was it their goal to just trick trainers into coming here? Was it malicious? It didn’t seem so, just...silly. She looked down at the Trubbish next to the waste bin, before putting two and two together and feeling disgusted, realizing that it was the diaper pail, and the trash this Trubbish was made from was just diapers. Efficient at least, but. Gross, and not something she planned on contributing to. She kept trying to think of other things, the pressure growing the whole time. How long had it been? 5 minutes? 20? It felt like basically an hour! Until suddenly she couldn’t take it anymore. “Huwwy up!” she shouted out from behind the pacifier, while doing the potty dance to keep any last bit of dignity she had. At long last the door opened up, Bella walking out with Rina’s Sylveon in tow. “Tank oo! Come thave me!” sounding infinitely more childish than she meant, but it got the point across. But Ribbon didn’t move. Not in the sort of disobeying her trainer, sticking its nose up at you in battle and ignoring commands sort of way. Instead, it just stared at Rina with bright cheery eyes, and let out an enthusiastic “Vee! Vee!”. Rina couldn’t believe it. What had that Gardevoir done to it? It looked totally normal! Not hypnotized, not hurt, what was going on?! She began to hear in her head “Sorry for taking so long! We were having such a lovely discussion that we seemed to lose track of time. It’s okay though! Your lovely Sylveon wholly understood I was coming from a place of love and care and couldn’t agree more! You push the two of you so hard, you need a nice bit of pampering, and a bit of a reset! Ribbon here even agreed to help out, and who can blame them! You’re picture perfect adorable!” Ribbon just nodded while Bella said all of this, and Rina couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She glared at her Pokémon, and just whispered “twaitor” around her paci at the mention of Ribbon wanting to help. Then the voice came again “And look at you! Still dry even after all of that! I must say I’m surprised! For one as little as yourself, maybe you’ll be graduating to pullups sooner than I expected!”. That one sentence was enough to bring Rina’s attention back to the matter at hand. The revelation she wasn’t getting out of here anytime soon, combined with the growing urgency to relieve herself was too much. At first a trickle, and then like a flood, a loud hiss broke the silence in the room, followed by an “Oh. Maybe I spoke too soon!” from within from Bella. She couldn’t believe what was happening. She reached her hand beneath her skirt, she pressed her legs together, anything to try and stop it, but nothing mattered. The flow remained torrential despite her efforts. She felt the warmth spread around, making the diaper swell and expand, eventually forcing her legs apart. Bella watched on in excited glee, while Ribbon held a paw up to her mouth, stifling a giggle. She thought the thing would burst or leak, something, at any moment, but it didn’t! It just kept filling and filling, until at long last, it was over, and she was done.

You were scavenging around the local gamestores when you found a uses copy of pokemom emerald you misread it as pokemon and think nothing of it and purchase it but once you get home and open the game in your gambeboy advance it flashed and your find yourself sucked into the world of pokemom a world like pokemon but instead you have to wear diapers 24/7, be changed by your pokemom, and be fed by her etc, no matter how much you tell her you are fine and dont need it she doesnt listen and keeps looking in stores for baby clothes your size, pacifiers, diapers etc.

This is a special world where pokemon are anthro and work jobs like regular humans a local Mew has opened up a daycare for lil ones to come and hang out and visit from time to time. Upon entering the large decorated daycare you would find its full of everything for lil ones including diapers, tables for changing, high chairs for feeding, cribs etc. and tons of wild pokemon and plushies everywhere for the lil tots to play with.

Chapter one Two Tickets to Pallet Town Rebecca was about to turn 30 and she was a little bit sad and frustrated 2020 had not been a great year and because the pandemic she had been laid off at her job. Her husband was now the sole Breadwinner and was working himself into the ground trying to keep their nest egg from shrinking by taking any overtime he could. She had done everything in the house she could think of all the dishes were clean the laundry was done. She had cleaned the kitchen and bathroom as well. An so now in her newly-acquired free time she was playing one of her husband's old Pokemon games. Unlike her he had kept his Gameboy Color working not to mention he had two others one he bought at a garage sale the other he got From his Sister who no longer wanted it.She remembered growing up and playing Pokemon Yellow all day on the weekends when she was a kid or until her parents told her to get out of the house and get some fresh air. An due to some fan art online she wouldn't mind a padded vacation to the world depicted in them. But she was more likely to win the lottery. The only problem with Pokemon Yellow was she forgot that the grind to actually beat Brock took forever she remembered she couldn't beat him in a straight fight so she was level grinding with a full team of Pokemon. Just as she got her Pidgey to level 11 after defeating another Weedle. it was time to eat lunch and probably change. Since she had been laid off she had been going nearly 24/7 in diapers the only time she wasn't was when she went shopping. After finishing her bologna sandwich and some chips. She turned the Gameboy Color back on it made its unique startup noise. But some texts started to display itself if you're reading this you're one of the lucky few to be invited to join a unique Pokemon Adventure. In this Pokemon Universe humans discovered a way to increase the human lifespan for tens of thousands of years. A little bit before you were born due to the extended life span humans worldwide have decided to slow down their growth as a species. You are part of the first generation to be born into this new era. Where even though you are 22 years old you are treated like a toddler or infant. Because according to all the parents what's the point forcing your kid to grow up fast. Why not let you enjoy the first two millenniums of your life without having to worry about anything. You have just been giving the vaccine to extend your lifespan your body may age over the course of the next decade by 2 or 3 years but after that it will slowed to a crawl. Aging will not be noticeable until a few millenniums have gone by. An then the texts disappeared replaced by a question. would you like to join this world please press B. If not press A and we will return yo............... Sshe had already pressed B before she finished reading the final sentence. Thank you for pressing B and welcome to Padded trainers to alleviate any concerns. We are making a copy of your memories right now to be given back to you upon your return back to this dimension. So you remember everything you are doing at this moment. We wouldn't want you to forget anyone important and don't worry about time in this Dimension time moves at a staggering rate. To explain further for every 1 millisecond that passes in your home dimension it is 10 million years in this one. To set up your experience please choose from the following options. What is your name Rebecca. Are you a 1.Boy 2.Girl 3.Other Rebecca went down to Girl and hit B. Do you have a significant other or friend you would like to have join you on this journey If no B If yes A She hit the A button. Significant other B or Friend A She hit the B button. Please insert their name Jacob. Are they a 1.Boy 2.Girl 3.Other she hit B. Will these names work as your character names B or would you like to put different names in A she hit the B button again Rebecca was terrified that she would wake up before this dream started to get to the good part. Choose your experience 1. You have the motor skills of an infant. 2. You have the motor skills of an toddler. 3. You can move around like a kid. Rebecca scroll down fast and as she pressed B. She didn't know if it was on two or three she clicked way too fast. For a few seconds it seemed like the screen was processing what she had just put in. Your husband has been found and is being loaded into the system now. He will be living in your neighbor's house and be your childhood friend according to your new parent. He will be operating under the same parameters you are he will have the motor skills of an toddler. Yep! Clicked too quick is all Rebecca could think. We hope you both enjoyed your experience thoroughly. Because you have more than enough time to experience everything this wonderful world has to offer. An just like that she woke up in a pitch-black room she chuckled to herself of course just when it was getting to the good part she muttered. She then groggily tried to reach over and grab her alarm clock to see what time it was only for her hand hit something wooden she shook her hand in pain. What was that she thought to herself as she tried to sit up only to find that she was having quite a hell of a time getting up. It seemed like the wooden thing was across the entirety of her bed her diaper thickness wasn't helping either. She would have thought her husband would have woken up by now with all the shaking she was doing on the bed. She tried to whack him on the head to tell him to get up.But her hand hit another piece of wood this time it really hurt she jammed a finger she let out a screech of pain this time. The pain helped her wake up fully what the hell is going on.As her eyes started to water up a bit dealing with the pain of jamming her finger. Then a car drove by and it's light illuminated the room this was not her bedroom at all the walls had pictures of Pokemon Lapras Staryu and Horsea. Were some of the Pokemon she could make out before the light disappeared two other big things she noticed before the light disappeared was she was in a crib and she was not wearing her usual brand of diaper Rearz. The realization this wasn't a dream that she was in the fantasy world she had just agreed to go to was a tidal wave of emotions of pure and utter joy and Terror just as her emotions were about to overload. The light turned on and a woman walked into the room rubbing her eyes the woman said tiredly. "Is everything all right princess?" The woman was wearing a nightgown and look half awake she had dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She looked like she was in her late twenties possibly early thirties. While Rebecca studied the woman the woman simply stared at her for a little bit before walking over and opening the crib up. Before Rebecca could speak she was picked up and carried over to a rocking chair where she sat down and started rocking back and forth cradling her head on her shoulder. "Did you have another bad dream princess?" She asked Rebecca makely let out a "No." An then the woman reach behind her and checked her diaper "looks like you're still dry." She said in a gentle voice. Rebecca was trying to figure out what to say. When all of a sudden the woman said. "I know you're just hungry" Rebecca had a good idea what that meant and she was not really keen on finding out if her hunch was right. But with all her struggling it just made the woman think she was actually hungry. The woman simply said. "Settle down princess give me a second." while she was saying that though Rebecca was trying to break free and was failing epically. It felt like she was in a bear hug her husband liked giving her but this woman was doing it with just one arm. Just then it happened she noticed it out of the corner of her eye the woman had popped her breast out. Rebecca was expecting this and it was the primary reason she was struggling so much but before she could say no. Her head was firmly yet gently push straight into the nipple and for some unknown reason her head started filling up with other memories. After a few seconds she realized it was probably the artificial memories created for the body she inhabited. She snaped back to reality when a reflex it seemed was going on she was nursing and holy crap it tasted good not as good as a sun tea but it was better than any store-bought milk. The woman started humming a lullaby and and stroking her hair. Rebecca stop struggling and just relaxed while continuing to nurse there was no point in struggling an damn it tasted good. She was now trying to make sense of the new memories. She had understood this woman was probably her mother and everything. But she needed to figure out a few things like her name and stuff. An then there was memories of another girl that was with her in the playpen playing with her. Her new mommy was saying something after she tried to remember a bit she heard. "now April you play nice with your younger sister." The other girl giggled and said. "okay Mommy."Rebecca realized so I have a sister. She had dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes like mom and looked to be in her 20s except she was wearing overalls and a T-shirt that read Mommy's little stinker and the diaper bulge could be clearly seen underneath the overalls. Not to mention a pacifier attached to the left strap holding up her overalls. The girl then turned her attention to her and said."Come on Rebecca let's play!" Rebecca's memory of the playpen started to play out. There was a bunch of Pokemon stuffed toys around and they started to have a pretend battle against other Pokemon especially the Giant Muk that look like a pillow / giant stuffed toy. Rebecca couldn't wait to do this but until then she needed to figure out a few more things like what was her new mom's name just then she remembered the phone ringing and her mom answering it. After she answered she heard. "Yes this is Christine." Well I got two names she thought that's a small victory. She tried remembering more but after what felt like a few minutes. She started getting sleepy she had already closed her eyes. She tried keeping her eyes open but it wasn't working not long after she failed keep her eyes open. She fell peacefully back asleep. while Rebecca was figuring things out and enjoying a nice midnight snack. Her husband Jacob was fast asleep. He had woken up about the same time she had but had fallen right back asleep slightly annoyed that he had a dream about working.