It was freezing cold when Violette returned to the apartment. “Brrr!” The brown-haired girl shivered as goosebumps ran across her light brown skin. “What’s going on?” she called out, hoping one of her roommates was home to provide an explanation, “It’s like the Arctic in here!”
The young woman wore a pink and purple kimono in the furisode style. Though the hem of the dress was shorter than usual for this kind of clothing (stopping halfway down the thighs), the light pink sleeves were still long, flowy, and elegant. A beige sash tied around her midsection matched the trim on her neckline. Her hair was decorated with a pink flower clip, matching an almost identical emblem on the purple skirt area of the dress. Purple knee-high socks with black-and-pink sandals rounded out the outfit.
“Hello? Anyone?” Violette called again. After still not receiving a response, a sly smile crossed her face. Well, she thought, If the others aren’t back yet...
Moving into a slight squat, Violette spread her legs and relaxed. She sighed in relief as the bottom of her pink-and-purple, floral-patterned pull-up started to puff out with the warmth of the tea she had drunk earlier that morning. After a few seconds, she started grunting; a quiet crackle sounded as she pushed out warm, semisoft poop into the seat of the garment. The room began to smell.
After a few minutes, she finished, standing back up with a contented sigh. Hopefully that’ll keep me warm down there for a little while, she thought, blushing at how naughty it felt to deal with her problem in such a way.
Almost as soon as Violette finished relieving herself in the middle of the living room, the sound of a door opening came from down the hall. Blaike dashed out, her black pigtails bouncing with her rapid movement.
“Hiya, Vi!” she exclaimed as she ran right up to the other woman, stopping just short of bumping into her.
Similar to Violette, Blaike wore a furisode kimono with a shortened hem. Red bows decorated the long, detached sleeves of the black dress, matching the red trim along the neckline; a sash tied around her waist; as well as the ties in her hair, were also red. Like the other woman's outfit, rounding out the ensemble were a pair of black knee-length socks, as well as black-and-red sandals.
Despite the room already reeking with her own stench, Violette could detect a different, slightly sweeter stink hanging around Blaike. While she was slightly relieved that she wasn’t the only one wearing a messy diaper at the moment, she couldn’t help but blush.
“Whoa! Blaikey!” she said, scratching the back of her own head. “I-I didn’t realize anyone was - “
“Check out what I got from that ex-professor buddy of mine!” the other girl excitedly interrupted.
Before Violette could even respond, Blaike had already thrown a timer ball on the ground next to her.
Out popped a robotic Pokemon resembling a Delibird. The strange creature wore a black tape-up diaper with red trim, overall matching its trainer’s outfit. “Buuuundle!” the automaton cried out in an echoing, mechanical voice.
“He gave us four, so we each get a penguin!” Blaike said, bouncing up and down.
Violette blinked, her expression puzzled. “Uh, wait, so you brought home four robo-penguins?” She put a finger to her chin. “Is that why it’s cold in here?”
Blaike rolled her eyes. “No, silly, mine’s the cool robot, cuz I got first pick!” She pulled out three other pokeballs: a premier ball, a dive ball, and a heal ball. “Since you’re here before the others, you get to pick your penguin next!” She then winked. “Though I think I already know which one you’re gonna call dibs on.”
Again acting before Violette could respond, Blaike threw the other three pokeballs against the floor.
An Eiscue popped out of the premier ball. The black-and-white penguin Pokemon, aside from the ice block helmet typical for their species, wore a white tape-up diaper with black trim. “Mmff!” they exclaimed, their voice muffled by the thick layer of ice around their head.
Appearing from the dive ball was a Piplup, which wore a dark blue tape-up diaper with light blue trim. “Pip-lup!” he proudly proclaimed, putting his flippers on his hips.
The Pokemon that came out of the heal ball, however, is what really caught Violette’s eye. The pink Delibird, which was already wearing a pink-and-purple tape-up diaper matching Violette’s outfit, waved excitedly, her feathers sparkling as she moved. “Bird! Delibird!”
“Well, obviously I’m picking the pink penguin!” Violette declared as she scooped up her new Pokemon. “You’re just the cutest, sparkliest little thing ever, huh?” She said as she cuddled the bird.
“Del…” the shiny Pokemon responded, blushing.
“Heh, thought so!” Blaike said, snapping her fingers. “Yeah, nailed it!”
“Well,” said Cerulea as she and Whitnee entered the room, “considering that you’ve already put them in diapers matching our outfits, I’d say that assignments were made before we even had a chance to peruse the penguins.”
The red-haired woman, slightly older than her contemporaries, wore her typical furisode dress containing multiple shades of blue, which matched her kneesocks and sandals. A pink sash around her middle matched the trim on the neck of the garment, as well as her pink stud earrings.
“Yeah, we should’ve done this as a group, you gals!” Whitnee added, crossing her arms.
The last member of the quartet wore her usual white furisode with matching socks. A black sash, as well as black sandals, matched the bows and trim accentuating the garment. Black hair ties held her curly blonde pigtails in place.
“Oh!” Violette said as she put down her penguin. She turned to face her other partners. “When did you two get here?”
“Yeah,” Blaike added, “How long have you been standing there? Do I need to go over all this again, or...?”
Whitnee pinched her nose. “Long enough to know that you two need to change your diapers!”
Violette and Blaike looked at each other with sheepish grins, blushing in unison.
“It’s fine,” Cerulea said, casually flipping her hand. “We could use a change as well - we’re both soaked!”
"And that's with extra boosters in mine!" Whitnee lamented, putting a hand to her butt.
Blaike’s face lit up. “Hey! Maybe we can get our new Pokemon partners to change us!” She looked down at the pack of penguins expectantly. “Whaddaya say?”
All four penguin Pokemon frantically waved their arms and shook their heads ‘no,’ along with vocalizing their disapproval in their own ways.
“I think that’s still up to us to take care of ourselves,” Violette said with an amused smile.
