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Pokemon: A Bright Journey's Start
🕑 Added 2023-02-12 16:31:34 +0000 UTCOn my community discord I held a vote between four pieces of community Pokemon art, determined to make a little story for the winner. Though Julian, Rosa, and a young version of Cynthia all their supporters Yellow as drawn by Tamae took the win with a community member Gnarsie giving the original sketch lovely coloring. It was a fun challenge to make the story around this one and I hope you all enjoy. I'm sure you'll be all smiles even if little Yellow isn't a very happy camper in her current predicament. ^_^
It was a cloudless day over Viridian City, the sun’s yellow rays shining down as a child named after the bright color strode onward. Yellow wore her usual outfit of a short sleeved black shirt under her orange tunic dress, blue tights and purple ankle boots. Her head was topped with her signature big straw hat that hid her long flowing golden hair and helped to give the short and slim young girl the ability to pass as a little boy, a purposeful disguise she used to stay off any trouble from those who might target her.
Not so long ago Yellow found herself saved by an older boy when she wandered the forests just outside her town. It was that boy that not only helped her from danger but also aided Yellow in catching her very first Pokemon, a Ratata she nicknamed Raty. Though she wasn’t too keen on using command on Pokemon to fight she did see a need to train herself in the skill as well as her two partners, Raty and Dodosk, a Doduo her uncle had given her. At the very least she wanted to be able to help that boy the next time their paths should cross.
Certainly there was no shortage of wild Pokémon the girl could sharpen her battling skills against in the woodland outside of Viridian. While many kids her age did in fact start in such a fashion the idea didn’t sit right with the gentle hearted girl. Instead, she had heard from a gathering of boys and girls in town of a place called Trainer House on the outskirts of town and the family there that loved to battle with Pokémon. It seemed like the perfect place to start, though some of the kids warned against it and to consider starting another way, their cheeks glowing red as they gave their warnings. Yellow questioned why those wary kids would have her avoid it, but they refused to be more specific. In the end the girl shrugged off the words of caution and set out with her duo of creatures contained in the red and white orbs on her belt, fueled by a desire to improve herself and begin her own journey from home with that stop. She was sure it would be the first of many victorious encounters.
Yellow arrived at her destination, a sprawling one story home with a large fenced off yard. She stopped briefly seeing an inscription on the fence post near the front gate. ‘Trainer House *losers will be punished’ it read. Shrugging her shoulders at the odd sign the girl opened the gate and stepped inside the yard. Whatever the ‘punishment’ was wouldn’t really matter, she had no intention of losing and so she was unconcerned.
On the front porch ahead of her, Yellow spotted an elderly woman sitting on a rocking chair in a big pink dress and light pink apron whose gray hair was done back in a bun. Beside the woman was a redhead little girl who looked about three or four years old, who was wearing a simple yellow dress that stopped just past her hips and a pink diaper adorned with little Pokémon prints. The old woman was smiling down at the little girl who was sprawled out and playing with little dolls of Pokémon.
For a moment Yellow couldn’t help but wonder if she had the right place. If anything she felt she was intruding on the old woman and her late bloomer grandchild’s day. At least she assumed the girl was a late bloomer with her rather obvious infantile underwear so openly able to be seen.
“Oh? Vivi, it looks like we have a guest.” The old woman looked up smiling towards Yellow. “Good afternoon. How are you today?”
“Hello,” The girl bowed slightly. “I’m doing well. I may be in the wrong place but I’m looking for Trainer House? I heard there was a family there who battled challengers.”
“You found it dearie.” The old woman spoke kindly. “My name is Vicky Winstrate of the Winstarte Trainer House. Though right now I’m the only one really here for the house at the time. My daughter, son in law, and grandson are all out on a long trip to the Hoenn region and won’t be back for some many weeks.”
“Nana,” The little girl looked up from her toys. “I’m here too!”
“Silly me, my little granddaughter Vivi is here as well. Though she’s still very much learning things at her age.” The elderly woman beamed as she gave the bent over little girl’s padded backside a couple of pats.
“Oh, I see. So no one really is available to represent the house to battle?” Yellow thought out loud.
“Now, now, I didn’t say that,” Vicky waved off the concern with a smile. “I’m here and still able to battle with the best of them. Though I think it might be best for you to reconsider your challenge. You don’t seem like you’d fare much better than my little Vivi by the look of you.”
Yellow’s face filled with a prideful grin. “I might be new, but I can do it.” She announced as she snatched up the pokeball housing her ratata on her belt.
Vicky raised her brow in curiosity as she stood up from her rocking chair. “Are you quite sure kiddo? You did read the sign out front I hope.”
“That’s only if I lose right?” Yellow remarked with a confident smirk.
“Yes, dearie, that’s right.” The elderly woman nodded with a bright expression. “Well I suppose it has been a bit and Vivi could use a little playmate.”
Vivi giggled and nodded. “You can do it Nana!”
Rising from the chair the old woman stood up. Her posture was perfect and she moved out into the wide yard showing no signs of age in her step or way of carrying herself. “I hope you won’t mind if I don’t go easy? It’s getting close to lunch time and I know I’ll be busy with making it and taking care of your punishment.”
Yellow shrugged her shoulders. “Send out your Pokemon. Me and Raty can handle them.” She tossed out the pokeball and in a flash of light the purple rat creature appeared ready to fight, its curled tail hoisted high in a fighting stance.
“Do you like apple juice or orange juice?” The old woman asked as she pulled out a pokeball of her own.
“Umm, apple juice?” Yellow provided her answer more than a bit bewildered at the question.
“Oh good, that’s Vivi’s favorite too. That will make things a bit easier.” Vicky nodded to herself with a smile before underhanded tossing her own pokeball out. In a burst of light a much different creature. A yellow pokemon, Kadabra, appeared who stood on two legs balanced by a chubby tail. One of its three fingered hands held out a metal spoon while the fingers on its free hand extended wide as it stared down the much smaller rat with its narrow and angular face.
The battle was nearly over before it started.
A purple aura waved in the air around the psychic Pokémon and Raty was tossed back, the impact leaving it weakened and ready to faint. Yellow wore a look of shock at how quickly her ratata was dispensed before calling the creature back to its pokeball. She was quick to toss out her other partner, the tall dual headed bird Doduo but that skirmish too was ended nearly in an instant.
“Dodosk, return…” The girl muttered, hanging her head in defeat, her great straw hat obscuring her face of disappointment.
“Well little one, that’s that.” Vicky spoke up. “Come along inside would you? It’s time for your penalty. Be sure to help guide our guest along Vivi.” The old woman smiled her request to her granddaughter, the little girl shaking her head with a giggle in response.
Yellow let out a sigh, trying her best to avoid grumbling out something rude in her frustration. She had agreed after all so no sense in throwing a fit over having lost, especially after so humbling a defeat. As she neared the front door of the home the little redhead girl offered her small hand if she needed help. Forcing a faint smile Yellow took the child’s tiny hand in her own and let herself be led along inside. Though the girl wasn’t really sure what the elderly woman had in mind for her she wasn’t too concerned, many other kids had apparently found themselves in a similar situation and were just fine. The house’s interior was certainly nothing to be worried about so Yellow simply went on, heading down the home’s halls until arriving at a door and following her little guide inside.
As she entered the room Yellow lifted her head from her slump and right away was caught off guard by the sights that greeted her. Bright colored hues canvassed the walls and nostalgic smells long forgotten from her babyhood hit her nose. Against the wall to her right was a massive barred crib and to her left a play area loaded with toys, all plush and stuffed or rounded and large enough that a toddler could play with them at no risk. Most attention grabbing of all however, not but a handful of steps before the girl, was a diaper changing table, one that looked more than big enough that she or even a bigger child could lay down on. The whole room was a nursery! One that was far too sized up for any typical baby.
“Umm…” Yellow tried to find words, but they would not come.
“Alright, here we are.” Vicky turned to face the girl with a smile. “Time for your punishment. Time to say bye bye to some of those big kids clothes and climb on up.” She requested, patting the cushioned changing table top.
“Up there?” Yellow gulped pointing at the table.
“That’s right little one, there are even little steps on the side here so you don’t hurt yourself trying to get up.” The elderly woman pointed to the small set of stairs.
Yellow looked down at the little girl beside her who was giggling. “Hurry up so we can play together!” Vivi innocently urged.
“But why do I need to get up there?” Yellow asked nervously, though truthfully she had a pretty good idea.
“Because you’re going back to diapers and staying with me and little Vivi for a while, of course.” Vicky chuckled. “You’ll be the new family baby.”
Yellow’s suspicions about the room were confirmed and the girl’s eyes went wide as she backed up a step and considered bolting out the way she came.
Vicky moved closer to the hesitant young girl and gave her backside a firm swat. “Go on now, you agreed to the battle and read the sign out front, you don’t get to back out of it now.”
The girl’s face flushed red as she clasped her backside protectively. “But I’m too old and big for diapers. I’m not a baby…”
“Oh don’t you worry, I have lots of diapers that are sure to fit you just fine. I’d say a few cases worth even. It’s been some time since any child around her was bold enough to try challenging our home. It’ll be nice to have another little one crinkling about again.” Vicky nodded to herself contented at the thought.
“And I’ll have a playmate!” Vivi declared happily.
“That’s right sweet girl. A little big brother.” The elderly woman chuckled.
“But that’s not fair!” Yellow nearly shouted, feeling awash from the frustration of the battle results and now her apparent embarrassing penalty. She even ignored the statement of mistaken gender on the old woman’s part, it was hardly the first time it happened.
“Oh my, I feel like the little boys are always the most trouble when it comes to this part, don’t you think so Vivi?” Vicky shared a laugh and a smile with her granddaughter, talking past the indignant defeated trainer girl.
"Yeah, boys are so naughty." Vivi giggled.
“Oh Kadabra?” The woman called as she dropped a pokeball and the angle faced creature appeared in the wide room. “Be a dear and help me would you? This rowdy boy might want to be trouble for old Nana.”
Taking a step back, Yellow was ready to pivot and break into a full run when she saw that purple aura light up around the spoon wielding pokemon as its eyes glowed red. As if guided by strong hands the girl’s hat was taken off, her long golden locks that were pulled back in a ponytail let free. Next the belt about her waist came undone and fell to the floor and her orange tunic dress fluttered upwards until it was removed from her altogether. The girl’s face lit up and before she could react she found herself levitated off the floor seeing her boots and tights taken off of her by the unseen force in an instant leaving her in just her short sleeved black shirt with a cartoon Pikachu face across it and a pair of teddy bear print panties.
“Ah! My clothes!” Yellow shouted out, doing what little she could to put her hands over her underwear and cover up as she was floated off the ground and over to the changing table.
“I can’t handle you fussy babies quite like I used to, but Kadabra always helps me out when one of you gets ornery with your punishment. It’s especially helpful with naughty little boys who like you who throw a fit when they lose.” Vicky smiled as the girl was hovered over and laid in place for her. While her psychic pokemon held her charge fast with its power the elderly woman opened up the drawers of the table and pulled out the supplies she needed; a bottle of baby powder and a light blue diaper with prints of Pikachu heads and pokeballs adorning it.
“I-I’m not a naughty little boy!” Yellow loudly protested as she was laid down on the soft table top. Try as she might, the girl could only manage to wiggle a bit at best, held firmly in the pokemon’s invisible grip.
“They always say that. Right before it’s back to diapers.” The elderly woman giggled to herself, Vivi sharing the laughter as she sat down in the play area with a smile. Vicky unfolded the diaper and set it aside as she made ready. With Kadabra’s power keeping her charge’s movements to nearly none at all the woman was easily able to pull down the girl’s underwear and toss it aside. “Oh dear,” The woman let out another laugh. “You’re a little girl after all, aren’t you?” She stated as she hoisted the girl up and slipped the diaper under her upturned rear.
“I s-said that!” Yellow blurted with fiery cheeks as she felt herself exposed and her lower half lifted up.
“My mistake little one, you had Nana thinking you were just a rowdy boy before.” Vicky slid the unfolded diaper into place, holding the girl’s ankles together with one hand like an infant. “Nana will be sure to get you one more fitting of a sweet little girl when I change your diaper later, ok baby?”
Yellow’s face was aglow as she heard the rustling diaper slid into place. “Change my di-dia-diaper!?” She stammered out.
“That’s right,” Vicky nodded as she took up the bottle of baby powder in her free hand. “A baby girl needs her Nana to care for her after all.” The woman smiled and hummed as she shook the little plastic bottle, dusting the girl’s bottom with a sweet smelling snowy rain.
A crimson tint overtook the girl’s face as she squirmed what little she could, her body still held firm between Kadabra’s telekinetic binding and the woman’s grip on her ankles. Yellow whined a low grumble as she wiggled her bottom about while she was powdered, as though she were a little girl again. “But… But! I don’t wanna wear a diaper!” She managed to say, not realizing how small she sounded.
“Now, now, no need to shout..” Vicky laid her charge down on the padded surface and pulled the diaper together to finish her task, covering the girl’s modesty with the pokemon prints. “You lost and I do so love having little ones to care for. I promise you’re in good hands with me.” She secured one side and its large baby blue tab as she spoke. “You get to stay with Nana all safe and diapered up for a bit.”
By now Yellow gave up trying to struggle quite so hard as she sniffled hard, feeling embarrassed and sorry for herself. “But I’m supposed to be starting my journey as a trainer.”
“And you will. You’ll just be beginning that journey with your Nana and sissy Vivi and staying with us.” Vicky softly assured the girl as she finished taping her diaper on, not to loose, and not too snug, a perfect medium her practiced hands were used to doing. “There we go, that’s much better for my new little grand baby.”
Yellow no longer felt the unseen hold on her body and she wasn’t sure when the creature relented. Perhaps sometime during her getting powdered? When a nostalgic wave of calm rose up from the feeling and smell? She shook her head to banish the fresh and embarrassing memory as she sat up with a crinkle around her hips.
“Can I get down now?” Yellow looked away from her new caretaker, taking in the sight of the diaper around her hips.
“That’s ‘may I’ dear.” Vicky corrected as Vivi giggled looking on from over in the play area of the room.
“...May I get down?” Yellow tried again, feeling smaller at the slight correction.
“May I get down, Nana.” The woman added with a beaming smile. “Go on sweet girl.”
Yellow blushed freshly. “May I get down…N-Nana?”
“Of course you may.” Vicky took the girl’s hand gently in her own and guided her down the little steps. “Now, you know my name, what’s yours little one?”
“My name is Yellow, Nana.” The girl responded in the way she assumed was expected.
“That’s a lovely name, it fits your pretty hair you kept hidden away.”
Yellow nodded timidly. She tested her movements in the diaper, finding how it affected her steps, feeling its bulk between her legs, and hearing the noise it made as she moved about.“Umm…Nana?”
“Yes dear?”
“H-how long am I…getting punished?”
“What do you mean dear, use your words, baby girl.”
“How long do I hafta wear,” Yellow’s voice lowered to a whisper. “Diapers.”
“I’m not sure just yet,.” Vicky spoke as she took Vivi and her new charge in hand and led them back down the wide hallway and out to the yard. “At least a week for sure, maybe a month or two even. We’ll have to see.”
Yellow’s eyes went wide as her deep red blush ran all the way to her ears as she crinkled along on socked feet, following her new Nana.
“Vivi has so needed a playmate and you seem like such a sweet girl that I could just adopt you for ever and ever.” Vicky beamed happily as she ushered the two girls whose diapers were well on display back outside, though Vivi was dressed more modestly with her short dress as opposed to Yellow’s t-shirt that only fell far enough to cover her navel.
While Vivi was quick to run for her abandoned Pokemon dolls, Yellow hesitated close to the porch, all too aware that anyone passing by would see her looking like a big baby girl.
“Go on now, baby Yellow.” Vicky chided her new charge along with a pat to her padded rear end. “Kadabra will keep watch over you two while I make us lunch. I’ll be sure to make two babas of apple juice to go with it. Oh! I better get the other high chair out of storage too.” The woman reminded herself out loud as she turned and went back inside.
Yellow stepped out into the sunny day, dressed in the way that she fretted would be how she was dressed for some time to come. The lush grassy yard could be felt through her socks and though there was nothing to cover her legs the warmth of the mid spring weather kept her temperature comfortable even if otherwise she felt mortified. She spared a glance behind her to see Nana’s Kadabra keeping a close eye out, not so concerned with Vivi it seemed but a trained eye on her moves.
Yellow moved to the fence and looked to the nearby half open gate, then back at the psychic creature behind her. Kadabra wagged one of its clawed fingers back and forth, giving her a silent warning.
“Uh oh, looks like Granny got another one!” A little boy’s voice sounded off amused.
Yellow turned back to see the group of kids she spoke to before, a mix of little boys and girls, all smiling and entertained.
“We did try to warn you…” One little girl sighed in empathy, perhaps familiar with Yellow’s situation. The moment of sympathy passed and the group of kids erupted into laughter and a bombardment of teasing comments.
Yellow’s face became a stiff and grumpy pout, making her look all the more the part of an upset toddler as she glared at the kids on the other side of the fence. Frustrated, mortified, and anxiously trying to ward off the fact that she hadn’t visited the little girl’s room since that morning.
