Shoutmon sighed as he walked down the forest of the Digital World. He used to be King of the Digimon, but after suffering from incontinence due to his injury from a war, he retired and passed the title to his friend Beelzemon. He looked down at his diaper and sighed. "Man, it really sucks I have to wear diapers for my incontinence," he grumbled. "But at least Beelzemon's taking my place as the Digimon King. I didn't mind being care given and all, but still..." He scratched his diaper butt. "Ugh, I hope it's not another diaper rash." Then he looked at the sky. "It must be getting late. I better head back to the castle."

Shoutmon continued walking down the forest, as he started to make his way back to the castle. But then it happened. His eyes widen when his bowels rumbled a lot, as he grabbed his belly. Before he could step forward, he heavily filled and wet his diaper a lot, groaning in pain. His diaper grew bigger and heavier as it reached the ground. The messing then stopped, as he groaned. "Oh, that was really bad," he said.

Shoutmon moaned as he rubbed his belly. He took a step forward, but he couldn't move. He noticed this, and he tried again, only his foot scratched the ground. He realized his messy diaper became too heavy for him to move, but he wasn't gonna give up.

Shoutmon grabbed the sides of his diaper and pulled as he stepped forward, only his foot scratched the ground again. He frowned at this, and he started pulling and struggling to drag his diaper, but because his diaper was so heavy, he couldn't move an inch. He stepped forth again, but again, his foot scratched the ground.

"Oh, why won't this stupid thing drag?!" Shoutmon growled, pulling his diaper and stamping his foot in frustration. "Argh! Nnff! Ugh!"

Grunting, Shoutmon struggled to pull and drag his diaper with all his strength, but he still couldn't move an inch, and his feet keep scratching the ground. He started sweating as he kept struggling. "Unh! Argh! Nnff! Nngh! Urk! Ugh!" he grunted.

Hours flew by, and Shoutmon still couldn't drag his diaper, no matter how hard he struggled. His whole body was covered in sweat from the struggling. He pulled his diaper hard with a groan, his teeth tightly clenched, but then he finally gave up, panting. "It's no use," he said, "my diaper's too heavy to drag."

Shoutmon looked at his diaper and thought of something he couldn't have done. He reached to take the tapes off the diaper, but his fingers slip as the tapes glow. "What the...?" He tried to get the tapes off, but his fingers kept slipping, as the tapes still glowed, before the glow faded as he stopped. Then he realized something. "I'm not allowed to change my diapers... only Beelzemon does that." He angrily grabbed his head. "Goddamn it! As if my day has gotten worse!" He grabbed his diaper and pulled as he struggled to move, grunting.

Then Shoutmon heard footsteps and saw Dorulumon arrive. Like Shoutmon, he also wore diapers for his incontinence from his war related injury, so he wasn't alone.

"You picked the wrong place to mess your diapers, Shoutmon," said Dorulumon.

"You think?" Shoutmon asked. "I had wasted so much hours struggling to drag this stupid diaper, and I couldn't move a damn inch!" He pulled his diaper hard, growling.

"Calm down. I know how you feel. Let's get you home."

But just as Dorulumon stood by him, he flinched from his bowels rumbling, and he heavily messed his diaper a lot, groaning with eyes shut tight and clenched teeth. He messed his diaper more as it reached the ground, and he heavily wet his diaper a lot. He looked at his messy diaper. "Aw, man," he said sadly.

"Oh, that's just great," Shoutmon grumbled. "Now we're stuck here in messy diapers."

"No, I can try to get us out of here," Dorulumon said. "Grab on my leg."

Shoutmon hugged Dorulumon's front leg, and Dorulumon stepped his front paw forward, grunting as he struggled to move and drag his diaper. Shoutmon grunted as he struggled to move as well. But their diapers were too heavy to drag. Even Dorulumon's feet scratch the ground as he tried to walk. Shoutmon tried to walk, but still, his feet scratch the ground.

Nighttime fell over, as the two had sweated a lot from struggling to drag their messy diapers, but they were still too heavy, too stubborn to budge. Dorulumon huffed steam from his nostrils as he grunted, and he wheezed from struggling so hard. Shoutmon grunted with clenched teeth as he pulled his diaper with all his might. Nothing. Finally, they gave up struggling and sat down, their diapers squelching, as they panted a lot.

"It's no use," Shoutmon panted. "Our diapers are too heavy, and we can't move at all."

"I'm sorry, Shoutmon. I did my best trying to help you," Dorulumon breathed.

"That's okay. You really did your best, as my friend. I can't understand why our diapers are too heavy for us to drag."

"I don't know why either. It doesn't make sense."

"Maybe it's some things we won't understand in life, I guess. Guess we'll have to spend the night out here, or until Beelzemon comes to get us."

"You spoke too soon, Shoutmon," a voice said.

Shoutmon and Dorulumon saw Beelzemon arrive.

"Beelzemon!" Shoutmon smiled. "How did you find us?"

A Birdramon flew in and landed near Beelzemon as he said, "Birdramon found you and reported to me. I knew you'd be in trouble, which is why I'm here."

"Well, my messy diaper was so heavy I couldn't move an inch. I don't know why I couldn't drag it. I wanna go back to the castle."

"Me too," Dorulumon said. "I tried to help Shoutmon back to the castle, but my diaper's weight prevented me from doing so."

"Don't worry, I'm here for you," Beelzemon said.

Birdramon flapped her wings and picked up Dorulumon and Shoutmon with her talons, and they all flew back to the castle with Beelzemon.

Inside the castle, Beelzemon changed Shoutmon's diaper and then changed Dorulumon's diaper, after he had washed their bottoms clean. "There you go, all clean and ready," he said.

"Thanks, Beelzemon. Being stuck in that heavy diaper wasn't fun at all," Shoutmon sighed. "I don't know why I couldn't drag it with all my strength."

"I do. Those diapers you had worn were flaws by weight limit. That maximum load you had in your diapers had lead to them weighing twice as heavy as an anchor's weight."

"Oh, really? All that struggling was because of our diapers' flaws?" Dorulumon asked.

"Unfortunately. But here's the good news. The new diapers I gave you have no weight limits, so there will be no trouble walking if your diapers get full or wet."

Shoutmon grinned. "That's what I'd like to hear. Thank you, Beelzemon." He stood up proudly. "Someday I'll be a warrior again, as your diapered Shoutmon!"

Dorulumon stood up as well. "And I'll be your padded Dorulumon ready for battle in the future."

"That's the spirit," chuckled Beelzemon. "I knew I can depend on you, because let me tell you something. Wearing diapers for incontinence does not define who you are. It gives you independence to continue fighting, whatever happens. Maybe one day, Shoutmon, I'll give you back your title as Digimon King, only if you're ready."

"Thank you, Beelzemon, you're the best! I'll prove I can be the Digimon King again!" Shoutmon said happily. He smiled at his diaper and continued, "By then, my diapers will be my new crown."

Beelzemon and Dorulumon stared awkwardly at Shoutmon, but then the three threw a laugh. Shoutmon got his confidence back, thanks to Beelzemon's words, hoping that one day he will become Digimon King once more.