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{Pokémon/Diaper} A Kirlia's Crinkly Conundrum (1/?)
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It was a normal day... in a not-so-normal house. The Sun was rising on a new morning, and the sunlight beamed down on a young Kirlia girl's bedroom as she slept.
(Note: The cover art DOES NOT belong to me! The art belongs to it's respective artist!)
(Note: The cover art DOES NOT belong to me! The art belongs to it's respective artist!)
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The young Kirlia slowly rose from her slumber and yawned as she stretched her arms. After rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she slowly got out of bed, and a noticeable warmth seemed to surround her waist. "Aw... again?" The Kirlia muttered to herself disappointedly. The nighttime diaper that was taped around her waist was heavily soaked, and there was also large lumps in it's seat that smelled quite badly. The young Kirlia had unfortunate medical conditions that have been a part of her since she hatched from her Egg; urinary and fecal incontinence, both day and night. These medical conditions couldn't be cured or be something a simple medicine could decrease. She had been forced to wear diapers due to these medical conditions. When she was a Ralts, she believed that evolving would either cure or decrease her medical conditions, but they remained, and only seemed to get stronger than before. The Kirlia sighed and dragged her full nighttime diaper towards her closet, where she had a small assortment of different diapers. She had swimming diapers, nighttime diapers, and normal diapers. After she changed herself into a fresh diaper, she tossed her full nighttime one in her pail and walked to the living room, her diaper crinkling as she walked. "Good morning, sweetie." Her mother greeted with a smile. Her mother was a Gardevoir that was slightly taller than an average Gardevoir, her name was Iris. Despite her daughter's unfortunate medical conditions, she loved her just the same, if not a little more dotingly. "Morning, Mom. What's for breakfast?" The Kirlia asked. "Just some pancakes, Kira. How did you sleep?" Iris asked, turning to look behind her shoulder to see her daughter for a minute. "I... umm, went again." Kira responded, tugging her skirt with a blush. "Oh, were you soggy, or mushy?" Iris asked, her voice sympathetic. "...B-Both... And it was a lot..." Kira mumbled, her blush only getting brighter.
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