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Whispers of the Talking Pikachu
Scenario:Pikachu pooping her diaper in the end she goes home and uses his pacifier
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Pikachu
Pikachu is awesome.Pikachu is female in this story. Pikachu is kool. Pikachu wears pampers diapers.
Hi.
I'm a Pikachu.
You know, one of those yellow Pokémon with red cheeks?
Yeah, that's me.
This story is about me and my human Emily.
Let me tell you, I'm awesome and she knows it.
My name is Pikachu, kool with a 'k' at the end.
So first things first, I wear diapers.
Yep, you heard that right... diapers!
I'm not a baby, but I like to wear them just in case I have an accident.
I'm kind of like a puppy... except I don't get house trained.
Don't worry about it too much, it'll become clear as you read on.
So let's get on with the story...
I was out with my human Emily at the mall just hanging out and doing our thing when all of the sudden I felt it... the pressure on my bladder.
Oh no, I thought.
I hope I don't poop my pants... literally!
I looked up at Emily and squeaked, "Pikachu."
"What's wrong Pikachu?"
She asked looking down at me with her big blue eyes.
"I need to go potty."
Her eyes widened and she scooped me up in her arms.
She dashed through the mall, zigzagging past shoppers as they stopped to stare at us.
I clutched my diaper nervously, feeling the pressure build.
I hoped we made it to the bathroom in time.
I didn't want to poop my diaper... again.
Emily's heart was pounding in her chest as she hurried through the mall.
She could feel Pikachu's little heart beating fast too.
She knew how much Pikachu hated pooping her diaper, but sometimes accidents happened.
Finally she saw the sign for the restrooms and hurried towards it.
She pushed open the door and looked around for an empty stall.
The first one was occupied, but the second one was open.
She rushed inside and set me down on the toilet seat.
I looked up at her with pleading eyes and she knew I had to go right away.
I let out a sigh and unclenched my cheeks, feeling my bladder release its pressure.
My tail drooped down in embarrassment as I filled my diaper.
Emily sat next to me on the floor, stroking my fur and telling me it was okay.
"It's alright Pikachu," she said softly, "accidents happen."
After I was done Emily scooped me up and carried me to the diaper changing station.
She laid me down and swiftly changed my diaper.
Her hands moved quickly and efficiently like she'd done it a million times before.
I looked up at her and smiled, feeling a bit better, but still pretty embarrassed.
She smiled back at me and gave my head a little pat.
I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of relief.
I was glad that was over with.
Emily picked me up again and we exited the restroom, blending back into the crowd of shoppers.
I clutched her hand tightly in mine, looking around at all the people rushing past us.
My eyes darted from one interesting thing to another, taking it all in.
I loved going to the mall almost as much as I loved wearing diapers.
Almost...
We wandered through store after store, looking at all the different displays and gadgets on the shelves.
Pikachu's spirits began to lift as she saw all the colorful displays and interesting things on the shelves.
She squealed excitedly as we passed by a display of stuffed animals in a store window.
"Animals! Animals!"
She squealed, tugging Emily towards the door.
Emily chuckled and followed Pikachu into the store.
"Pikachu, look at this one," Emily said, holding up a plush Charmander.
"Charmander's cool, but not as cool as me," Pikachu replied with a cheeky grin.
Emily laughed, "True, but maybe we should get him so you have a friend who understands the diaper thing."
