Life at the Professor’s lab was demanding but fun. Anjou had been working there for a few days now, and despite early start times and long hours, she was loving every minute of it. Well, almost every minute of it.
“Test Fighting Diapers” read the note, the Professor's handwriting scrawled out in sharpie. It was taped to an open pack of diapers, only missing 1 or 2.
"Typical of her..." Anjou muttered as she removed the note and took a look at the packaging. The front read "Super Fighting Diapers!!!" in chunky, dark red text. An image of a Mega Lucario Z posing in one of said diapers sat in the corner, next to a large "M" indicating the size.
"Huh." Anjou raised an eyebrow as she pulled out one of the tape-up garments. It was a rusty red color, almost brown. A black, stylized fist was printed across the seat; the tapes, waist, and leg gathers were a matching black. Rubbing it between her fingers, she was surprised at how thick it felt - not just the bulk of the padding, but also the toughness of the plastic, almost vinyl, exterior. "Well, I guess I'm testing how tough these are today?" she wondered aloud as she set the diaper back down.
Looking back at the note in her hand, she frowned, quickly crumpling it up and tossing it into the wastebasket. "Of course, it would be nice if she could just be here to confirm that, instead of leaving cryptic demands that need to be met before end of day." She turned to Slick, thinking, You know what I'm saying?
Slick looked up from the diaper he was almost finished weaving, his sixth that morning. Smiling his long, thin smile, he cocked his head in confusion. "Nny?"
Anjou blushed, quickly turning back to the pack of diapers. "Well, if I'm to test these, I guess I should gather up some of the fighting-types around here..." She sighed as she headed out, resolving to corner the Professor later for a straight conversation.
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The property around the lab was pretty big, so it took a few hours for Anjou to round up enough fighting Pokemon.
“Well, I hope three is enough,” Anjou thought aloud. Now back in the lab, she sized up her assistants for the day. “We’ve got a Hisuian Lilligant, a Bewear, and one lone Falinx.” She cocked her head. Falink?
The Professor had at least been courteous enough to leave an index of the Pokemon the lab had taken in over the years, many of which were rescues. The Falinx, Uno, had been saved from a flood, with no sign of what happened to the rest of his squad. The Lilligant and Bewear, Beauty and Beartrand, respectively, were retired circus performers.
Not perfect, but good enough, Anjou thought with a smile. She tightened her ponytail, then addressed the group. “Listen up you three! You’re each going to be testing these in different ways.” She pointed to Beartrand. “You, move around as much as you can - try to see if you can get the diaper to tear or fall off without touching it.”
The Bewear, who seemed a little too big for their diaper, gave a salute. “B’ear!”
“Beauty,” Anjou continued, handing two water bottles to the Lilligant. “I need you to chug these, then - “ Anjou was interrupted by the muffled sound of a strong hiss coming from Beauty’s diaper. The plant Pokemon crossed her arms, looking almost smug as she casually peed herself.
“Okay, guess we can skip that step.” Anjou set the water bottle down. “Anyway, when you’re done with that, go ahead and do some spins and kicks - see how it holds up after heavy usage.”
Beauty nodded as she finished up, her diaper now looking much puffier and heavier, especially in the rear. “Lilli, lill.”
Finally, Anjou turned to Uno, who was the only one not already wearing one of the specialized diapers; instead, he wore a flocked white hook-and-loop disposable decorated with a simple pokeball pattern repeating across it. She took one of the test diapers and unfolded it.
“Since these are way too big for you to wear, little buddy, you’re instead gonna test how strong they are against a piercing attack.” Anjou held the diaper out to her side with both arms. “Okay, give it a good poke!" And please don't miss, she thought to herself, before hastily adding verbally, "And please don't miss!"
“Fa-LINKS!” Uno proclaimed, doing a kind of salute with one of his shields before suddenly thrusting the horn on his head forward. The outstretched diaper was immediately skewered all the way through.
“Yikes!” Anjou instinctively pulled her arms back, losing her balance and falling onto her soft, fluffy butt with an “Oof.” After getting back up, she bent down and removed the ruined garment from the end of the Falinx’s horn. “Well, that’s a failure!”
“Links!” agreed Uno.
Beartrand walked up holding their diaper, the tapes having already torn off. “Bewear…”
At the same time, Beauty waddled up awkwardly, pee leaking down her legs. “Gant! Lilligant!”
Anjou chuckled, “Oh man, these things really suck, huh?”
"What are you doing?" Professor Pearwood asked, suddenly appearing in the doorway.
"Oh, uh, hi!" Anjou replied, straightening up. "We've been testing the fighting diapers, like you wanted."
"No, no, no," the Professor shook her head, agitation on her face. "I already have data for how well they work on Pokemon - they suck! Besides, we don't even have that many fighting-types around here. I need more data for how well they work on humans; you were supposed to test that! Didn't you read my note?"
Anjou's eye twitched.
