“Ohmigosh! You’re that punk chick with the super rare Pokemon!”

Oh great, another one. Clorinda rolled her eyes as an orange-haired girl ran up, beaming with excitement.

“I wanna see it in action! Please, let me battle you!” The newcomer’s yellow eyes blazed with determination.

Clorinda looked over this would-be challenger. The girl looked to be a few years younger than her, possibly still in school. She was dressed in a white button-up shirt accented with blue trim, with a matching skirt. A white ascot, matching her socks, was tied around her neck; a blue hairband, matching her shoes, kept her neck-length hair neat. 

Fantastic, another self-proclaimed ‘rising star,’ the punk thought to herself. Outwardly, she remained upbeat. “Heh, at least take me to dinner first!” she chuckled as she teasingly waved her right hand, clad in a black fingerless glove.. 

“Sorry, I got a little excited,” the newcomer apologized, blushing. She stuck out her hand. “I’m Emilie.”

“Clorinda,” the punk replied, reciprocating the handshake. Internally, she groaned. I should start charging for this.

Turning around, Clorinda led Emile to a more open area of the park, stopping at a sports field that wasn’t in use. 

“Let’s make this quick,” she said as she idly flicked a fuchsia pigtail, one of many sprouting from her otherwise shaved head. “My diaper’s starting to smell kinda funky.” She patted the seat of her blue jean shorts, bulked out by the telltale puffiness of a soaked diaper; a fuchsia waistband peeked out from the top of the shredded denim bottom. She fiddled with the black belt around her waist, slightly loosening it to make a little more room.

“Yeah, I think I might be due for a change soon as well,” Emile noted as she patted the seat of her own blue shorts, which were similarly puffed out. She quickly straightened up. “Um, right, let’s do this, then!” 

The young trainer pulled out a pokeball and threw it, yelling “Go, Barky!” 

A Hisuian Arcanine emerged from the ball, wearing a tape-up diaper matching it. The fiery dog wagged his fluffy black tail, happily barking “Arcanine!”

Clorinda sighed as she unclipped the net ball attached to her black choker. Throwing the blue pokeball, she flatly said, “Go, Fishnet.”

Emerging from the ball was a shiny Pheromosa, their body sparkling black in the sunlight. Running down their legs was an alternating pattern of slightly duller diamond shapes, visually giving the impression of fishnet stockings. The tall, elegant bug Pokemon wore a white pull-up with black trim; a black skull pattern adorned the garment.

“Pheromosa!” Fishnet cried, sizing up their opponent.

Emilie looked starstruck. “Whoa! Is that one of those Ultra Beasts? I’ve never seen a Pokemon like that before, let alone a shiny one!” Pointing at the alien Pokemon, she enthusiastically shouted, “We’ll beat it all the same! Barky, use Fire Fang!”

Clorinda kept her voice flat as she commanded her Pokemon. “Close Combat.” 

Fishnet gave the slightest of nods before zipping right up to the Arcanine and kicking him hard in the face before he could even move.

“Arrrrp!” the poor dog yelped as he fell over, fainting instantly. The seat of his diaper rapidly bulged out as he lost control of his bowels.

Fishnet returned to their previous position, a red aura briefly flaring around their body.

“Yikes!” Emilie gulped. “I barely saw that thing move!” She pulled out Barky’s pokeball and recalled him. “Good boy, you tried your best…” she reassured. Pulling a premier ball from her bag, she yelled out “Prim, it’s your turn!”

A Furfrou joined the battle, her thick fur coat dyed blue and trimmed into a star shape in places. She wore a matching blue tape-up diaper with a white star pattern across it.

“Frou frou!” the poodle Pokemon barked.

“Okay, girl, your foe’s a tough one! Use Retaliate!” commanded Emilie, still enthusiastic.

“Close Combat again.” Clorinda boredly ordered Fishnet.

The Pheromosa once again bolted into the opposing Pokemon’s personal space and kicked hard, instantly knocking the Furfrou out.

“Yipe!” Prim cried as she fainted. Her diaper puffed out as the white stars across the garment rapidly turned yellow.

Fishnet again returned to their previous position, somehow faster than before. They put their hands on their hips as the red aura flared again. “Mosa.”

“Dang, that’s lightning fast!” Emile exclaimed, looking a little more worried. She recalled Prim, whispering “Good girl, rest up,” before pulling out a repeat ball. “Well, you won’t be able to one-shot this one!” She called out as she threw the ball, “Roly-Poly, I choose you!’

A Togedemaru, wearing a white tape-up diaper with a yellow lightning bolt pattern and matching trim, landed in front of the rising star. “Toge! Maru!”

“Use Nuzzle! That’ll stop ‘em in their tracks!” Emilie instructed the little electric Pokemon.

“Double Kick,” Clorinda commanded this time, as she fiddled with the silver stud in her left nostril.

In an instant, the shiny Ultra Beast was kicking Roly-Poly. The first hit sent the smaller Pokemon reeling, but it otherwise remained standing - then came the second kick.

“Marumarrrr!” the Togedemaru moaned as it rolled onto its back, now out cold; its diaper rapidly discolored and puffed out.

The red aura remained around Fishnet this time as they once again returned to their spot.

“Aww, no fair!”  Emilie whined as Roly-Poly was returned to its ball, “It was supposed to be sturdier than that…” She pulled out a great ball, saying, “Butler, you’re up!”

A male Indeedee popped out of the blue-and-red pokeball, calling “Dee dee!” He wore a purple diaper with black trim; a black swirl pattern adorned the garment.

“Okay, since it’s clearly a fighting-type, you should use Psychic!” Emile called to her Pokemon.

“Lunge.” Clorinda was now fiddling with the silver studs in her ears.

Fishnet dove at the psychic-type, driving their foot into his belly.

The Indeedee flew onto his back, soiling himself as he fainted. “Indeeeee!”

“Pheroche!” The red glow around Fishnet intensified.

“Oh! I should’ve known it’d have a bug move…” Emilie grumbled. She benched Butler, then pulled out a dusk ball. “Let’s see if you can do it, Gremlin!”

“Sable!” A Sableye entered the battlefield, wearing a tape-up diaper matching the pokeball it popped out of.

“Lunge again,” Clorinda ordered, not looking up as she straightened her ripped yellow tights. “Go for the weak spot.”

Fishnet again dove forward, squarely striking the gem in the center of the Sableye’s belly.

“Eye eye eye!” the sableye cried in pain.

“Hey!” Emilie objected as her latest Pokemon fainted and filled its diaper. “I didn’t even get to - “

“C’mon, just send out your last Pokemon already,” Clorinda said as she readjusted the buckles on her black boots.

“I - Hmmf!” The rising star brought back Gremlin, then took out a heal ball. “Okay, here’s my ace!” She threw the ball, calling, “Hibiscus, please, save this battle!”

A Meganium landed heavily in front of Emile. “Nium! Nium!” Her rear was swaddled in a disposable diaper, colored pink like her pokeball. A stone, set in a bracelet on her left foreleg, sparkled.

“This is where we turn this around!” Emilie solemnly stated as she pulled a black bracelet from her pack. She put it on as she shouted, “Mega Evolution!”

A rainbow glow enveloped Hibiscus, causing her to grow several flowers around her neck as she Mega Evolved, “Mega! Meganium!” she cried with a determined expression.

“She’s a fairy-type now, so none of your moves are gonna phase her!” Emile boasted to her opponent. She then called to her Pokemon, “Okay, Hibiscus, use Dazzling Gleam!”

“Let’s finish this already,” Clorinda said, the expression in her gray eyes still that of boredom. “Poison Jab.” 

Fishnet’s foot became enveloped in a poisonous purple haze as it connected with the Mega Pokemon, taking her down with a single strike.

“No!” Emilie cried out as her final Pokemon fainted.

The fallen fairy filled her diaper, moaning “Meganiuuummm…”

Clorinda stretched, then hooked her thumbs around the black straps of her shredded top. “Okay, are we done here?”

Emile frowned as she retrieved her last Pokemon. “Um…yeah.”

“Cool.” The punk turned around and strolled away, her Pheromosa following behind.

“Wait!” the rising star called out, waving a few bills of Poke. “What about your prize money?”

“Keep it!” Clorinda replied, not turning back. “Go buy your Pokemon a spa day or something.”

Emilie smiled. “Thank you!” When the other trainer didn’t reply, she added, “See you later for a rematch?”

“Nope!” Clorinda replied, disappearing around a corner.