Crinkled Embrace

Forward, backward, forward, backward, forward, this was so much fun! I hummed through my binkie and bounced a bit on my imaginary Poke-Mount, giggling at the little sounds of crinkling that went along with my loud and muffled humming. This was right. Right? This was fine, me an' Hilda, we were always like this, always playing, always little girls, always in diapers....right? Hmm. Mm.. r-right...

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I looked up at Rosa with a smile on her face.  She rocked back and forth with so much enthusiasm, so much fun!  I had to beat her.  We were always so competitive with each others.  So I pushed Ponyta forward, then back, until something... felt wrong.  A nervousness in my tummy.  I looked up at my friend, at her pacifier, her diaper, her little party dress... was this... right?

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I remembered us being in the woods, past the long grass - the other trainer we ran across had cut down the trees in our way, and... there was this beautiful Pokemon. And she was so kind! So sweet. She was our Mommy. And then she wasn't? Right? My thoughts cut short as I tensed up and leaned forward, standing slightly to make room like this was instinct, and my face contorted cutely with the effort to push. So natural.

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Oh, right.  Gardevoir!  A memory filled my mind.  The Pokedex read the entry out loud: "Gardevoir, the Embrace Pokemon.  Gardevoir has natural maternal instincts, and will use its hypnosis powers to bend subjects to her will." Is... is that what happened?  Were Rosa and I big girls, and Gardevoir had turned us into babies?  I took the pacifier out of my mouth and looked up at Rosa.  I had to ask her.  But she seemed busy.  Standing up a little, lifting her diaper off the seat, and grunting.

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It took so little time for it to happen, some pressure, a push, a weight shifting from inside of my tiny body to inside of my thick pretty diaper, and then an undeniable and unforgettable sense of relief and pride and happiness. I sat back down, squished some, and went back to playing and making indecipherable noises through my binkie. YAY!

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I watched in awe as the fully grown girl clearly messed her diaper.  It... didn't make sense, did it?  And then I thought about it.  That must be what this feeling in my tummy is!  I must have to mess!  So I mimicked my friend, pulling myself up off the Ponyta ride, and positioning myself so the seat of my diaper was high in the air.  I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed, filling my diaper just the way Rosa had.  And when it was over, when I was stinky and my diaper was full, I felt so... relieved.  I squished my bottom down on the pogo ride and rocked back and forth, giggling gleefully.  This was definitely right.  This was how things were supposed to be!