A Bond Transcending Age
You had formed a spirit bond with your Riolu surprisingly fast, despite him being so young. Heck, most trainers didn't even have the ABILITY to form a spirit bond with one of their pokemon.
You chalked it up to your species as a wolf giving you a more intimate connection with the little pup.
SURELY this would help him evolve into a powerful Lucario faster!
So you challenged the next trainer you saw, a wolf, similar to you, though this canine sent out not a canine of his own, but a Pikachu.
'Perfect' you thought. Your Riolu could DEFINITELY beat a Pikachu!
You sent out your pokemon, a slight waddle in his gait from the diaper he still needed.
And immediately, you resigned to using your new power.
"Spirit Bond!" You declared, only for a large wave of fatigue to wash over you, having to catch yourself from falling with an… oddly chubby paw.
As you stood back up straight,-something you now found increasingly difficult-you could immediately tell something was wrong.
Your Riolu, the Pikachu, the other trainer. They all looked… TALLER. Or maybe… a stray thought popped into your head. An absolutely ridiculous idea that couldn't possibly be the case.
But as you looked down, it was impossible to deny. Around your waist was a snug, poofy diaper, your other clothes having vanished, leaving a chubby puppy potbelly extending slightly over your crinkly pamper.
"W-wha happen…?" You inquired.
But as you looked up at the battlefield, something else caught your attention.
Riolu was currently… squatting. You had seen the action many times. The same action that kept him in the diapers he so desperately needed. But now, you had a different vantage point to view his messing.
His tail raised, causing a crinkle in his garment. You were sure he had his cheeks puffed out, just as he always did when he was filling his seat. Worst of all, he never even seemed to mind the feeling, his cheeks always quirking up as his diaper was filled, only for him to giggle afterwards, clearly not minding the babyish action he just underwent.
But as his diaper packed outwards, you felt something other than embarrassment this time… your OWN tummy began to ache, just as the Riolu pup's had.
You let out a puppyish groan, your own tail flagging upwards, mimicking your pokemon.
With the image of your 'mon's usual actions in your head, it was hard for you to not mimic them.
You balled your fists up, your squat shifting even lower. You puffed your chubby cheeks out, clearly putting a large amount of effort into your action.
And quickly, there was no question why.
Just as your Riolu was, you too were messing your diaper, all of the day's contents of food being pushed into your seat.
You grimaced, babyish grunts continuing to leave your puppy muzzle. Oddly enough, however, it didn't feel gross… it felt super comfy! Your diaper was getting warmer by the second!
Just as your Riolu's always had, your frowning grimace curled up at the ends into the faintest of smiles, clearly enjoying SOME part of your infantile action.
But still you pushed, even after your Riolu was all done with his messing, now heavy-seated and looking back at your reduced form with a confused look.
You just had… SO MUCH poopies!
Your diaper sagged to your knees with your generous mess, something that you no longer felt was an oddity, the warmth in your seat overriding any feelings of discomfort or anxiety. It almost felt natural, even.
And as you unclenched your paws and opened your eyes, you now saw the wolf trainer and Pikachu you were battling against, your Riolu pup snuggled in one of his arms and obviously enjoying his own mushy seat. Your jaw dropped slightly, now remembering where you were.
"Man… I didn't think I'd be changing diapers today." He remarked as he scratched the back of his head, only to grunt, kneeling down and picking you up into his free arm, him unable to keep from squishing your diaper against you in the process.
"Guess we better get you to a Pokemon Center to figure this out, huh pup?" He suggested.
You could hear the Pikachu following along snickering, clearly thinking the situation humorous.
Meanwhile, you sniffled in the wolf's arms, hugging him tight as the front of your diaper was flooded.
At least the warm diaper wasn't half bad…
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♀️♂️Gender: Male
📏Height: 3'0 / 91.44cm
🌈Sexuality: Gay
🐠Age: 23
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Nicknames:
Baby | Kitten | Pet | Boss | Guppy
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Likes:
Swimming | Water | Cute diaper designs | Stockings | Socks | Frilly dresses | Pacifiers | Harnesses | Collars | Leashes | Bows | Really anything that makes him look like a femboy is what he likes. He thinks it makes him cuter. | Cake
Dislikes:
Messy diapers | Being told what to do | Being alone | Being ignored | Punishment | Castity belts/cages | Spicy food | Bitter food
Stats:
Shiny: ???
Level: 52
Ability: Water Absorb
Move Set: Fake Tears | Hydro Pump | Rest | Charm
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Extra Info:
𖤐Took 20 years to get to level 50 because he is very weak in terms of stats and strength. He literally cannot fight to save his life.
𖤐Too short and cute for Furaffinity apparently lol
𖤐"Needs" diapers according to his friends. He doesn't think he does, but wears them "just incase".
𖤐Runs a guild but is constantly overthrown by a Braixen and a Leafeon, both of which are stronger than him.
𖤐Despite being guild leader, he does go on missions. He finds it boring to sit around and do nothing all day.
𖤐He it's constantly pushed around by other guild members and even outsiders. Due to this he's usually on high alert in public.
𖤐Purrs when excited or happy. It's thr cat genes lol
𖤐His moveset is weak due to other Pokemon and dungeon traps constantly replacing moves in his move set with useless ones.
𖤐No one knows if he is shiny.
𖤐Secretly likes to be babied and put in frilly pink dresses but will always act grumpy or embarrassed about it.
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