With the start of a new day, Luxio opens his eyes and wakes up with a satisfied smile on his face, comforted not only by his red pajama top and blankets, but also by his big and poofy pampers adorned with a wide aqua green stripe a bright yellow lightning bolt in the center. Of course, many toddlers got ample usage and enjoyment out of their diapers, though Luxio in particular was very fond of them. With that content smile renaming on his face, he hops out of bed and playfully stomps around his bedroom, happily giggling as his poofy undergarment loudly crinkles with each step he takes. The padded Pokémon continues to stomp and roam about, though it’s not long before he hears another pair of footsteps approaching his bedroom.


“Hm? What’s that stomping sound?” Ampharos steps into the bedroom with a concerned expression on her face, though it’s quickly replaced with a relieved smile upon realizing it’s just her son up to his silly antics. “Oh, it’s just you being a silly little boy!” she says with a giggle.


“Hehehe, hi, Mommy!” Luxio gets on his fours and greets her with a playful wiggle of his thickly padded tush.


“Hello to you too, sweetie!” Amapharos gives Luxio’s diapered rump a gentle pat before picking him up and taking him downstairs.


While he’s carried into the kitchen, he spots his father, Zeraora, sitting at the kitchen table with a bowl of cereal and a warm cup of coffee.


“Ok! Time for your breakfast!” Ampharos plops Luxio into a highchair, but she’s quick to notice the annoyed expression on his face. “Hm? What’s the matter, dear?”


“I don’t wanna be in da highchaiw, Mommy!” he replies as he starts to squirm in his seat.


“Oh? Why is that, Luxio? I don’t remember you ever having issues with your highchair.” she says back.


“Because I’m a big boy now!” Luxio responds with a prideful smile; outside of recently evolving, he didn’t really have a legitimate reason to promote himself to the status of a big kid, though the ignorant toddler assumed he could be a big kid simply by declaring himself as one.


“Oh? You’re a big boy now? That’s news to me!” Zeraora says with a chuckle. “So, you want to get out of the high chair and sit at the table with Daddy?”


“Mmhm! Mmhm!” the Electric-type toddler replies with an eager nod of his head.


“Well, alright then!” Ampharos then lifts Luxio out of the highchair and plops him onto the kitchen table, eliciting another crinkle from his poofy pampers. 


“Morning, kiddo.” Zeraora smiles and affectionately nuzzles Luxio’s cheek.


“Hehe, good mowning, Daddy!” Luxio giggles and nuzzles him back, though his eyes quickly shift towards his father’s cup of coffee. “Ooh! Is dis what big boys dwink?”


“Yep, a lot of big Pokémon drink coffee.” Zeraora replies. “It’s not something kids should be drinking though, as it’s an acquired tas-


Completely ignoring that second statement, the curious toddler grabs the coffee cup and takes a big sip out of it, but Luxio cringes in repulsion the moment the warm liquid enters his mouth. The coffee overwhelms his taste buds with a harsh and flavorless bitterness, causing him to spit it right onto his father’s face.


“Ewww! Yucky! Dat tastes yucky!” Luxio sticks out his tongue in disgust as he puts the cup back onto the table. 


“I was about to tell you that coffee is an acquired taste, buddy!” Zeraora laughs and wipes his face off. “Now then, I’ll go ahead and make you some breakfast before you get any more coffee on my face.” the electric cat chuckles and pats the toddler on the head before getting up from the table.


While his father prepares some toast and a bowl of cereal, Luxio bounces on his diapered tush and drums his hands on the kitchen table, quite eager to have some breakfast.


“Ok! Here you go!” Zeraora smiles and places a bowl of cereal in front of him alongside a plate with two pieces of toast. “Oh! Can’t forget your bib either!” he starts tying a blue bib around Luxio’s neck.


“Daddyyyyyy! Big boys don’t weaw bibs! Dose awe fow babies!” the Electric-type toddler pouts and crosses his arms.


“Alright, buddy, as long as you don’t make too much of a mess.” Zeraora replies as he quickly removes the bib. 


In spite of his claims of being a big kid and not needing a bib, Luxio certainly didn’t do anything to back those claims up. While he starts off with his bowl of cereal, milk splashes onto his face with each spoonful, causing a milk mustache to form on his face by the time he finishes that up. When he moves on to his pieces of toast, things only proceed to get even messier; bread crumbs scatter onto his face and fly all over the kitchen table as he hastily scarfs them down, and yet the toddler is completely oblivious to the huge mess he’s making.


“Sweetie, you’re getting crumbs all over the table!” Ampharos rushes over to the kitchen table and cleans it off before looking at Luxio’s messy face. “You’ve got milk and crumbs all over your face too! I think a bib certainly would have done you a favor.” 


“Mommy! I said I don’t want a bib!” he replies with another pout. 


“Buddy, if you don’t want to wear a bib, then you need to stop being such a messy eater!” Zeraora chuckles and wipes Luxio’s face with a washcloth. “Besides, not wearing bibs is only one of many steps to becoming a big Pokémon.” he says as he lifts Luxio off the table and sets him down.


“Huh? Den what ewse do I have to do, Daddy?” the toddler asks him.


“Well, if you really want to make yourself a big kid, then you need to be potty trained and out of those diapers, kiddo!” Zeraora replies with another chuckle. “Big kids go on the potty, not in their diapers!”


In response, a dejected frown immediately forms on Luxio’s face, as that certainly wasn’t the answer he had in mind.


“But Daddy, I wike my diapees!” the padded Pokémon says as he looks down at the thick and poofy diaper between his legs. “Why do I have to stop weawimg diapees to be a big boy? Dey so soft and comfy…”


“Sweetie, you can’t have it both ways! You can’t be a big boy while still being dependent on your diapers like a baby.” Ampharos says to him with a giggle. “You don’t see big Pokémon like Daddy and I wearing diapers, right?”


“No…” the toddler concedes.


“What about your grandparents and your older cousins? You don’t see them wearing diapers either, right?” Zeraora asks him.


“No…” Luxio repeats. 


“Or your uncles and aunts?” Ampharos adds on.


“No…” Luxio says once again.


“See what we mean, bud? Being a big Pokémon is about being independent, and that can’t happen if you always need someone to clean up your own messes!” Zeraora says to him. “That being said, being a big kid isn’t something you have to rush! Mommy and I are totally fine with you staying in diapers until you’re truly ready for potty training.”


“Ok…but I stiww a big boy.” Luxio says, not wanting to let go of the idea that he’s a big kid despite what his parents had just explained to him.


“If you say so!” Ampharos replies with another giggle. “Anywho, are you thirsty, sweetie?”


“Yea! I want appwe juice in my sippy cup, pwease!” Luxio’s frown is quickly replaced with a gleeful smile.


“Are you sure, sweetheart? With all this talk about being a big boy, wouldn’t you like to start drinking from a regular cup?” 


“No! I wike my sippy cup, Mommy! Big boys can stiww have sippy cups!” the Electric-type toddler replies.


“So bibs are babies, but diapers and sippy cups are for big kids?” his father asks him.


“Yesh!” Luxio replies with a nod of his head, completely oblivious to the inconsistencies of his own little kid logic.


Ampharos and Zeraora both giggle in response, finding it very cute and silly for their son to keep insisting they were a big kid despite latching onto their infantile mannerisms.


“Hm? What’s so funny?” the thickly diapered tot asks his parents.


“Oh, it’s nothing, dear.” Ampharos replies. “I’ll go ahead and get you some apple juice.” she says before walking to the cupboard and grabbing a light blue sippy cup.


Luxio nods and waddles over to the toy box while his mother fills up his sippy, rummaging through its contents before grabbing one of his toy trucks. With a wide smile on his face, the playful Pokémon rides his toy truck around the house, giggling and making vrooming noises while doing so.


“Vwoom vwoom! Beep beep!” Luxio gets on his fours and crawls under his father’s legs, treating them like a tunnel for his toy truck to traverse through.


“Well aren’t you quite the driver, bud?” Zeraora chuckles in response to his son’s playful antics.


“He certainly is, but I think it’s time for our little driver to make a pit stop.” Ampharos says while she puts the sippy cup on the table. “Luxio! Your apple juice is ready!”


“Ok!” the padded Pokemon immediately stands back up and quickly toddles back to the kitchen. “Tank you!” he says before grabbing the sippy cup.


“You’re very welcome, sweetie.” Ampharos pats him on the head and gives him a kiss on the cheek. 


Luxio toddles back to the living room and replaces the toy truck in his other hand with a TV remote, turning the television on and flickering through its channels before finding some cartoons to watch. The  toddler then crawls onto the couch and plops down on his padded tush, happily occupying himself with the vibrant and zany action taking place on the screen. Even for self-proclaimed big kids like Luxio, no toddler could deny that wacky cartoons, juice-filled sippy cups, and poofy diapers made for quite the comfortable combination. With a relaxed smile on his face, Luxio happily lounges on the couch and drinks his apple juice, though after a few episodes pass, all of that juice quickly approaches its way out and a noticeable pressure develops in his bladder. Of course, the diaper dependent toddler wasn’t remotely bothered by this sudden pressure, as he was more than comfortable with going potty in his pampers.


PSSSSSSSSSSSH!!


Luxio relaxes his bladder and his smile widens while he starts wetting himself; his diaper begins to swell up and the big stripe and lightning bolt in the center quickly fade in color as his crinkly undergarment thirstily absorbs the contents of his bladder. After a solid twenty seconds, his bladder empties and he contently sighs in relief, greatly enjoying the warmth of his swollen and squishy pampers. Although, with how fond he was of his diapers, the toddler wasn’t content with just sitting around in them.


“Mommy! Daddy! Watch dis!” the silly little Luxio hops off the couch and moves his hips back and forth, causing his soggy diaper to sway like a pendulum.


“You silly boy! Are you doing a soggy diaper dance?” Zeraora asks with a chuckle.


“Yes!” Luxio then turns around and wiggles his bottom, playfully showing off his throughly soaked diaper; dancing around in his diapers was always something he enjoyed doing, and that wasn’t going to stop anytime soon even if it completely went against his self-imposed status of being a big kid.


“Don’t you think you need a diaper change, sweetie?” Ampharos asks with a giggle.


“No!” the energetic tot giggles and toddles out of the living room, though his saggy diaper greatly compromises his mobility. 


“I’m not so sure about that, kiddo.” Zeraora starts briskly walking to him.


Luxio immediately looks from behind and picks up the pace while his soggy diaper continues to slosh and sway, though it’s not too long before his father closes the distance and scoops him up.


“Gotcha!” Zeraora then walks back to the kitchen and passes the soggy toddler off to Ampharos. “Since I caught the little guy, you can return the favor by changing him.”


“Fine by me, hon, but now the next dirty diaper is for you to change.” Ampharos giggles and nuzzles her husband on the cheek.


“I know, I know.” Zeraora laughs and nuzzles her back.


“Alright, now it’s time to clean you up, mister soggy butt!” Ampharos looks back at Luxio and playfully boops him on the nose.


She then takes him up to his bedroom and lays him on the changing table, surveying the damage done to his swollen and discolored diaper.


“My my, looks like all of that apple juice went right through you!” Ampharos says as she grabs a clean diaper and a box of baby wipes.


The Electric-type toddler giggles and lightly kicks his feet while he gets his diaper changed, quite shameless about his parents having to change his dirty diapers. After getting his bottom thoroughly wiped, his mother places a clean diaper under his legs and secures it around his waist and bottom.


“All done!” Ampharos lifts Luxio off the changing table and plops his soggy diaper into the pail with a loud squish. “Now let’s get you dressed up for the day, cause we’ve gotta get a bit of clothes shopping done.”


“Huh? But dat sounds bowing!” he replies with a whine.


“Oh? Then I suppose I could call a babysitter to watch you while Daddy and I go shopping on our own.” Ampharos says.


“No! I don’t need a babysittah cause I not a baby!” he confidently replies despite just getting his diaper changed like one.


“Then I guess you’re going shopping with us!” Ampharos pats him on the head and grabs a light green shirt with white stripes from the closet. “Arms up, sweetie pie!”


She replaces the red pajama top and puts the shirt over the toddler’s head, carefully guiding his arms and head through the holes.


“Cute as a button~.” she smiles and kisses him on the cheek. “Now you just need to put some pants on and we’re ready to go!”


“No! No pants! Just diapee!” Luxio says with a playful shake of his padded posterior. 


“I thought you wanted to be a big boy, Luxio! Nobody’s gonna think you’re a big boy when you’re walking around in that big diaper of yours, silly!” Ampharos says with a hearty laugh, greatly amused by her son’s silliness.


“Um….big diapees mean dat I’m a big boy! Y-yea, dats it!” the toddler says with a confident smile, though his big and poofy pampers aren’t fooling anybody.


“Hehehe, you’re cracking me up, sweetie!”Ampharos lets out another laugh. “You’re a funny little guy, you know that?”


“But I’m not wittle! I’m big!” he replies with a pouty glare.


“If you insist, cutie.” she says before picking Luxio back up, giving his diapered rump a few pats before walking downstairs and putting a pair of light green velcro shoes on his feet.


Before heading out to the car, Ampharos walks to her room and grabs a bright orange diaper bag from her bedside table, placing it over her head and resting it on her hip. By the time the two step outside, Zeraora is already standing in front of the car, though he’s quick to notice his son’s lack of attire.


“Amphy, care to explain why Luxio is going pantless in public?” he asks with a chuckle.


“Well, it seems I’ve learned something new today.” she replies with a chuckle of her own. “According to this guy, his big diapers are what make him a big boy! Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”


“Mmhm! Mmhm!” the padded Pokémon affirmatively nods his head.


“Oh, really? I didn’t know that!” Zeraora says, feigning surprise at his son’s silly and childish forms of reasoning. 


While Zeraora hops into the driver’s seat, Ampharos opens the passenger door and places Luxio into his booster seat, fastening the seatbelts and securely buckling him in. However, he wasn’t at all satisfied with his seating arrangement, causing him to cross his arms as a pouty glare forms on his face once again. 


“Mommyyyyyyyy! I don’t wanna be in da baby seat!” he whines, believing he was now far too old for booster seats.


“Sweetheart, it’s gonna be a quick ride. You’ll be out of the car before you know it!” Ampharos says before moving to the front seat.


Luxio maintains his pouty face for the entire car ride, not only because he wasn’t in the mood to run errands, but because he thought that sitting in a booster seat was compromising his “big kid” status. 


“Alrighty, we’re here!” Zeraora parks the car near the mall and quickly hops out before unbuckling Luxio and taking him out of the car.


A pouty expression remains on his face while he steps away from the car, but his sour mood vanishes the moment he lays eyes on the mall; his eyes widen at the sheer size of the building, as if he was staring at a massive skyscraper.


“Wow! Dis pwace is huge!” Luxio says with an awestruck expression.


“That’s right! Malls are known for being quite large.” Ampharos tells him.


Curious to know more about the shopping mall, the diaper-clad toddler briskly waddles toward the building while his parents trail from behind. Luxio approaches the entrance a few moments later, but he comes to an abrupt halt when the automatic sliding door opens up in front of him. 


“Woah! Mommy! Daddy! Did you see dat?” Luxio excitedly hops in place, as he’s never seen anything like that before. “Da doow opened wifout me touching it!


“Mmhm! That’s how automatic doors work, buddy!” Zeraora says to him with a smile. “Pretty cool, isn’t it?”


The energetic tot nods and continues to stare in awe at the mall’s entrance; given his fascination toward the automatic doors alone, he could only imagine the wonders that awaited him beyond that entrance. Luxio then steps inside the mall and observes his surroundings while other shoppers bustle around, greatly captivated by the numerous shops scattered around the perimeter. For anyone else, this was your average shopping mall, but for curious and imaginative toddlers like Luxio, malls were like dungeons ripe for exploration; this idea fills the toddler with a newfound sense of adventure, giving him the desire to explore every shop and every location the mall has to offer.


“Wow! Wook at aww dese shops! I wanna see aww of dem!” the diapered Electric-type suddenly breaks into a run, zipping past other shoppers and making cursory glances at each shop he passes.


“Buddy! Get back here!” Zeraora also breaks into a run and catches up to the playful Pokemon before swiftly scooping him up. “Don’t go running off like that, Luxio!”


“But, Daddyyyyy, I wanna see aww da shops!” Luxio replies as he fidgets and squirms in his father’s grasp.


“I know, but you could get lost in a big place like this one, kiddo!” he turns around and starts walking the other way with the squirmy toddler still in his grasp. “I guess I’ll have to put you in a stroller so you can’t run off like that again.”


“No! Dose awe fow babies!” Luxio responds.


“Then you’ll have to stick with Mommy and Daddy for the rest of the shopping trip.” Zeraora says as he sets him back down. 


“Mmhm, we’re not gonna get our shopping done if we have to keep chasing after you, silly!” Ampharos says with a giggle. “Now hold Mommy’s hand, ok?” 


“Ok…” he nods and grabs her hand.


“Good boy!” she smiles and pats him on the head. “Now then,  let’s head to the clothing store.”


As the family makes their way to their first errand, Luxio looks around the mall, curious to learn the ins and outs of such a large facility. Once they enter the store, the toddler curiously observes his surroundings some more, eyeing the multiple racks with clothes of the smallest and largest of sizes.


“Alright, now to see what’s available.” Ampharos says, walking to the baby and toddler aisle.


While his parents pick out some clothes, Luxio waddles around the store, though a silly idea comes to mind a few moments later. With a goofy smile on his face, the padded Pokémon hides behind a rack of clothes, repressing his giggles as he waits for his mom and dad to find him.


“Hm, I think this shirt would look good on him, don’t you think, hon?” Ampharos asks, grabbing a black t-shirt.


“Mmhm, and I think he could use a pair of overalls too.” Zeraora nods and grabs a pair of denim blue overalls.


“Perfect! Now let’s go to the changing room so you can try these on, Lux-“ Ampharos turns around and quickly notices that he’s out of sight. “Huh? Where did he go?”


The parents walk around the isle for a few moments, but it’s not long until they hear the sounds of repressed giggling.


“Oh! I think the little guy is hiding somewhere.” Zeraora says with a chuckle.


“That silly little rascal.” Ampharos giggles and shakes her head. “You can save a changing room for us while I look for him.”


She then walks around the store with her eyes peeled, wondering where her silly son had gone.


“Hehehehe.”


Ampharos’ ears quickly pick up the sounds of gleeful giggling, revealing Luxio’s location.


“Hmm….I wonder where he is.” Ampharos says, feigning ignorance and stepping closer to the rack of clothes he’s hiding behind.


“Hehehehehe!” Luxio bursts into another fit of giggles, thinking he has his mother fooled. 


“Maybe he’s….here!” Ampharos pushes between the rack, immediately exposing the Electric-type toddler.


“Hehehe, ya found me!” says Luxio with another giggle. 


“I sure did, you silly goose!” Ampharos laughs and playfully pats him on the head. “Now how about you come on out of there so you can try some clothes on.”


“Huh? But dat sounds so bowing!” he replies with a pouty face. 


“It won’t take long, I promise!” she tells him. “How about this? Once we’re done with this errand, we can go get some ice cream, ok?”


“Oooh! Ice cweam! Ice cweam! Ice cweam!” the toddler steps out of the rack and energetically jumps in place, excited at the prospect of a sweet treat.


“Alrighty, then let’s go! Daddy’s waiting for us at the changing room.” Ampharos holds his hand and walks him over there, arriving at the changing room a few moments later.


“There you are, bud! Didn’t I tell you not to run off like that?” Zeraora asks him.


“Hehehe, sowwy.” Luxio giggles and looks at his father with innocent eyes. 


“Well, I guess I can’t stay mad at such a cute little face.” he says with a chuckle. “Now come here and try on these overalls.”


“Okie!” the padded Pokemon nods and puts his feet inside the leg holes.


“Good boy!” Zeraora smiles and pulls them up before quickly buttoning them. “Cute as a button! Wouldn’t you agree, Amphy?”


“I agree! You’re just the cutest little thing in those overalls!” Ampharos smiles and kisses him on the cheek. “Now you just have to try this shirt on and we’re good to go!”


Ampharos takes off the overalls and quickly replaces them with the black t-shirt, though an annoyed look lingers on Luxio’s face while his mother dresses him up; even though he was well aware of the reward that awaited him after this errand, he was never a fan of clothes shopping, as he’d much rather spend his time moving around and exploring as opposed to standing around in a changing room and being a makeshift mannequin for his parents. 


“It’s settled! These clothes are the perfect fit!” Ampharos nods approvingly and puts the light blue and white striped shirt back on Jolteon. “Now we just need to purchase the clothes and then we can get some ice cream!”


However, before the parents can purchase their clothing, Luxio bends down into a squat and his face starts to tense up.


“Sweetie, are you doing what I think you’re doing?” Ampharos asks him.


“I’m…..making….poopy….” the toddler replies with strained grunts; for a self-proclaimed big kid, he was surprisingly unsubtle about pooping his pants in a public setting.


PFFFFFT! BRAAAAAP! PBLOOOORP!!


Luxio loudly passes gas and the crude sounds of flatulence are heard from all around the store, as if to warn the others of the dirty deed he was about to do in his diapers.


“Sheesh! Excuse you, kiddo!” Zeraora chuckles, though he wasn’t exactly looking forward to cleaning up whatever was lurking in Luxio’s bowels.


BLAAAAAAAART! PBLOOOORMPH!!!


With another loud fart and an upward flick of his tail, the Electric-type toddler starts filling his diaper with a large and stinky mess, causing it to expand and become rather lumpy as several solids pile into it. 


“Anywho, I’ll purchase the clothing and meet you at the ice cream shop while Luxio…um…finishes doing his business…'' Ampharos says before gently patting the back of Luxio’s diaper, getting an idea of how full it’s becoming. “Phew! I’m so glad you’re the one changing his diaper this time!” she then hands the diaper bag to her husband and walks away.


“Are you finished yet, buddy?” Zeraora asks with a slightly concerned look on his face.


“Aww done, Daddy!” Luxio says with a wide and innocent smile once he empties himself, completely unfazed by the fact that he just took a huge dump in his diaper.


“Oh boy…” Zeraora walks behind him and pulls the back of his diaper open, quickly eyeing the rather large load lurking inside of it. “Yep, that’s a pretty full diaper you got there, bud.”


“Hehehe, yea!” Luxio replies with a playful giggle, as if he was proud of how much he filled his diaper.


“What’s got you so giggly? Are you laughing cause Daddy has to change this?” Zeraora says with another chuckle before grabbing his son by the hand. “Come on, you little stinker, let’s go find a restroom.”


Luxio nods and transitions into a playful skip as they walk out of the clothing shop and search for a restroom, his packed and poopy pampers swaying and bobbing up and down with his energetic movements. Other Pokémon in the mall plug their noses in revulsion or look at him with expressions of annoyance, but this doesn’t bother him in the slightest. After a couple minutes of searching, they finally find a restroom and walk into the men’s room.


“Ok, up you go, kiddo.” Zeraora lifts Luxio up and lays him on the changing station.


The toddler lays down on his back, playfully giggling and kicking his feet while his father gets the needed supplies from her diaper bag. Once everything is organized, Zeraora takes a deep breath and undoes the dirty diaper.


“Peeyew! No matter how many times I’ve changed your dirty diapers, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the smell.” the electric cat says, slightly recoiling in response to the rancid odor.


He then lifts up Luxio’s legs and applies generous amounts of wipes and powder to his bottom, making sure it’s completely spotless before grabbing a new diaper from the bag. 


“Okay, almost done.” Zeraora places the diaper under Luxio’s legs and snugly tapes it around his waist. “There we go!”


“Tank you, Daddy!” the newly diapered tot says cheerfully.


“You’re very welcome.” Zeraora replies, picking up the dirty diaper and plopping it into the trash with a loud thud before lifting Luxio off the changing station and setting him back down. “Alright, now let’s meet up with Mommy.” 


Luxio nods and gives his newly diapered bottom a playful pat before holding his father’s hand and walking out of the restroom with him. As they make their way to the ice cream shop, the toddler sporadically wiggles his padded tush in excitement, quite enthusiastic at the prospect of a sweet and scrumptious scoop of ice cream.


“First you’re giggly, now you’re wiggly!” Zeraora chuckles. “What’s the deal now?”


“Ice cweam! Ice cweam! Ice cweam!” the toddler says with each shake of his padded rump. 


“Sounds like someone’s excited!” he says before reaching the ice cream and meeting up with Ampharos.


“There you two are!” she smiles and walks up to them, though she greets her husband with a playful smirk. “Bet you had fun changing that dirty diaper, huh?”


“Yep, so much fun.” he replies with obvious sarcasm. “This little stinker sure has my work cut out for me.” Zeorara says as he gives Luxio a pat on the head. “Anyways, go ahead and pick out what flavor you want, bud.”


“Okie!” the toddler nods and waddles to the front counter, eyeing a Froslass in a dark blue skirt working at the front. “Hewwo!” he says to her with a bright smile. 


“Well hello to you too!” Frosslass replies with a smile of her own. “See any flavors you like?”


Luxio presses his face into the glass walls separating him from the bins of ice cream, looking at the assortment of flavors offered to him; the different colors and compositions of each ice cream flavor certainly fascinated him, but they also made it extremely difficult for him to pick one.


“There’s a lot of flavors, huh?” Froslass says with a giggle, amused by the toddler’s antics. “You go ahead and take as much time as you need!


The padded Pokémon continues to look around and think about what flavor he wants, but it’s not terribly long before he’s finally able to make a decision.


“Oooh! I want da gween one!” Luxio says, pointing at the mint chocolate chip flavored ice cream.


“Ah, mint chocolate chip! That’s my favorite flavor too!” Froslass says. “Coming right up!” she then grabs a scooper and doles out a scoop of ice cream, placing it onto a waffle cone.


The toddler looks at the sweet treat with an awestruck expression, captivated by the singular scoop of ice cream perfectly nestled inside the crunchy waffle cone.


“Looks yummy, doesn’t it?” Froslass smiles and hands the ice cream cone to him. “Anything for you two?” she asks the parents.


“Nope! That’s everything!” Ampharos says, walking up to the counter and paying for the ice cream.


“Ok! Thank you for your patronage!” Froslass says before looking at Luxio once more. “Enjoy your tasty treat!”


“Okie! Bye bye!” Luxio cutely waves at the worker, before leaving the shop with his parents.


“Ok, now we’ve only got one more errand to run!” Ampharos says before glancing at her son. “Try not to get too messy with your ice cream, ok?”


Luxio nods and stares at his treat with a wide grin while he toddles alongside his parents, excited to get a taste of the cold and creamy goodness that awaits him. The moment his tongue makes contact with the ice cream, his taste buds are struck by a delightful combination of sweet and satisfying flavors. 


“Mmmmm! Ish so yummy!” he exclaims with a delighted squeal.


It was going to be rather difficult for the padded Pokémon to keep his promise of not making a mess out of his ice cream, for he had never tasted anything so irresistibly delicious in his entire life. With each additional lick, green and brown globs of ice cream splatter all over his shirt and drip onto the front of his diaper, but this doesn’t bother him to the slightest degree. Once Luxio finishes off his scoop, he then eats up the remaining waffle cone in a few quick bites, getting sticky bits and pieces of it all over his face.


“Luxio! I thought I told you not to make a mess with your ice cream!” Ampharos says to him.


“Hehehe!” setting his mother’s demands aside, Luxio looks down at his diaper and scoops the sticky globs of ice cream off of it, giggling as he then stuffs his hand into his mouth and makes his face even messier than before. 


“Sweetie! You’re making such a mess of yourself!” Ampharos unzips the diaper bag and takes out the pack of baby wipes, grabbing a single wipe and using it to wipe the toddler’s sticky face. “Alright, now let’s run that last errand! We just gotta stock up on a few more changing supplies!”


The diaper-clad toddler nods his head and gives his tail a playful waggle as the Electric-type family walks into one of the mall’s nearby markets, quickly making their way to the aisle containing baby wipes, baby powder, and all kinds of supplies meant for little ones like Luxio.


“Alrighty, just gotta grab some more wipes and powder and we’re good to go!” says Ampharos as she grabs the extra supplies.


However, as much as Luxio was eager to end this errand, he couldn’t take his eyes off of the several packs of diapers scattered around the aisle, with each one sporting their own unique design. Eventually, a certain pack catches his eye and he waddles over to them; in addition to them being a size larger than the diapers he was currently wearing, they also had a design pattern consisting of colorful letters of the alphabet. 


“Mommy! Daddy! Can we get dese diapees?” Luxio grabs the pack and shows it to them.


“Heh, I think we’re already doing pretty good on diapers.” says Zeraora with a chuckle. “Besides, don’t you think those diapers seem a little big for you, kiddo?”


“Yes, but remember, dear, big diapers are what make you a big boy according to this silly goose!” says Ampharos with a chuckle of her own. 


“Uh-huh! Dese diapees have da ABC’s on dem too! I know my ABC’s cause I a big boy!” says Luxio with a cute and confident smile.


“Well, alright, buddy! No harm in having more diapers!” Zeraora responds.


With that decided, the three Electric-types move to the checkout line and eventually pay for the supplies, bringing their shopping trip to an end.


“Okay, we’ve got everything we need! Now let’s head back home!” says Ampharos with a smile.


The Electric-type toddler holds his mother’s hand and transitions into a playful skip as they make their way to the mall’s exit. While Luxio was initially skeptical about this shopping trip, he couldn’t deny that it was pretty fun, as he enjoyed the exploration that came with this large mall and its several shops. Additionally, the padded Pokémon certainly appreciated the rewards he got out of this trip, as not only did he receive a scrumptious scoop of ice cream for his efforts, but now he also had some new diapers to try on.


“Just gotta get everything in the trunk and we’re good to go!” says Zeraora as they exit the mall and move to the car.


While his parents put everything in the truck, the playful tot feels a certain kind of sugar-induced energy coursing through his body, likely caused by the scoop of ice cream he had so recently consumed.


“Ok, now let’s get you back into your seat, sweetie!” Ampharos lifts Luxio up and plops his padded posterior back into his booster seat, smiling while securely buckling him in. 


Luxio wanted to make another complaint about being stuck in a booster seat, but he was feeling far too energetic to make such complaints, playfully kicking his feet and squirming in his seat as the sugar-induced energy continues coursing through his body.


“You’ve still got a lot of energy, don’t you, buddy?” says Zeraora as he gets back in the driver’s seat. “Well then, let’s put some of that energy to good use, yea?” 


While they start heading back home, Zeraora turns the radio on, filling the car with peppy and upbeat music. The catchy beat of the song and the various instruments accompanying it are, quite literally, music to Luxio’s ears, causing him to energetically wiggle his body and break out into a silly dance.


“Yea! Show off those moves!” says Zeraora while he watches the toddler from the front mirror, greatly entertained by his silly dancing.


Luxio’s ears soon pick up the song’s vocals as well, prompting him to babble along to the lyrics while he continues to wiggle his body around; while his “singing” was more so an incoherent mess of alphabet soup and he had no idea what any of the lyrics actually meant, the Electric-type toddler was certainly enjoying himself.


“Bravo! Bravo!” Ampharos giggles and claps her hands, quite impressed by his silly performance.


Shortly after the song comes to an end, the car comes to a stop and the family arrives back home, though Luxio still has quite a lot of energy to spare from his sugar high as he continues to squirm about. 


“Hehe, still got a lot of energy left, don’t you, sweetie?” says Ampharos as she opens the passenger door and unbuckles Luxio out of his booster seat.


However, the moment she takes the toddler out of the car, Luxio breaks free from his mother’s grasp and bolts back into the house, giggling and laughing while he runs around the living room.


“Oh dear. I hope we don’t come to regret giving him that scoop of ice cream.” says Ampharos with a slightly nervous chuckle. “Honey, can you get everything out of the car while I try to keep our son occupied?” she asks her husband.


“I sure can! Though are you sure you’ll be able to handle a toddler riding the high of a sugar rush?” Zeraora responds with a chuckle.


“Ha, I think I’ll manage, hon.” she replies with a chuckle of her own, though such statements weren’t made with complete confidence. 


While her husband gets everything else out of the car, Ampharos steps inside the house and spots her son swiftly running laps around the living room. 


“Silly boy! You’ll tire yourself out if you keep running around like that!” she says.


Completely oblivious to his mother’s words, the padded Pokemon continues running laps around the room, filling the house with his gleeful laughter.


“Well, if you’re not gonna stop, then I guess I’ll just have to chase you!” says Ampharos before breaking into a run.


Unfortunately, this only causes Luxio to pick up the pace while his mother trails from behind, greatly enjoying this game of chase. The chase continues for several minutes, though Ampharos still can’t catch him, surprised at how significant of a speed boost he got from this sugar rush.


“Sweetie….slow down….will ya?” Ampharos starts to break a sweat and her breathing becomes heavier, unable to keep up with her son’s sugar-induced state. 


No longer satisfied with running in the confines of the living room, the energetic Electric-type decides to bolt back outside, dashing right past his father and running right through the neighborhood.


“Uh….” Zeraora takes a few moments to process what’s going on, but before he can do that, his wife steps out the front door, evidently exhausted and drenched in sweat.


“Change in….plans….honey.” says Ampharos in between breaths. “I’ll organize…the supplies….you get….our son.”


Without needing to say another word, Zeraora nods his head and suddenly breaks into a sprint, leaving trails of sparks on the sidewalk while he slowly but surely catches up to Luxio.


“Sheesh! To think I’d have to actually break a sweat to catch the little guy! Guess that’s what happens when you give a toddler some sugar!” he says to himself.


After a few more minutes of running around town, Zerorara finally catches up to the Electric-type toddler and gets within grabbing range.


“And…gotcha!” he scoops Luxio up and gives him a playful nuzzle on the cheek. “You silly boy! How many more times am I gonna have to run after you? You like it when Daddy chases you around, don’t you?”


“Hehehe, yea!” Luxio replies with a playful laugh.


“I figured as much!” says Zeraora with a chuckle. “Now then, it’s naptime for you!”


“Noooooo, naps awe fow babies!” the toddler immediately retorts.”


“Buddy! If you’re all tired and cranky, you won’t have the energy to do big boy stuff!” Zeraora replies, figuring he’d have to play along with Luxio’s little kid logic. “What if I put you in those new big boy diapers before your nap? Would that make things better, bud?”


“Oooh! Yea yea yea!” Luxio replies with an eager nod of his head, ecstatic at the opportunity to try on his new diapers.


“Alright, then let’s go!” he puts Luxio on his shoulders and starts walking back to the house.


However, before they make it back, Luxio is struck by a sudden wave of sleepiness, now experiencing the inevitable crash that follows the sugar high. Once they’re back at the house, Luxio’s eyes grow heavy and he lets out a long yawn.


“Oh? Is that a yawn I hear?” Zeraora says with a hearty laugh. “See? Told you a nap would do you good! Sounds like someone’s getting sleepy!”


Before the toddler can deny his drownsiness, he conks out and falls asleep on his father’s shoulders, finally hitting the lowest point of his sugar high as Zeraora steps back inside.


“Hehe! Looks like our little guy’s out like a light!” Ampharos says with a giggle.


“Yep! To tell you the truth, I was afraid he’d never run out of energy!” Zeraora replies with a giggle of his own while he takes Luxio’s shoes off. “Anyways, thanks for getting everything organized, Amphy!” he smiles and gives his wife a kiss on the cheek.


“And thank you for making sure this silly little guy didn’t run off! I sure wouldn’t have had the speed to catch him!” she laughs and kisses her husband in return. 


With that settled, Zeraora slowly walks upstairs and makes his way to Luxio’s bedroom, gently laying the sleepy Pokemon on the floor. Once he’s properly positioned, Zeraora opens up the new pack of diapers and takes one out, quickly replacing the older one and putting the Electric-type toddler to bed once he’s all diapered up.


“Have a nice nap, bud.” Zeraora gives Luxio’s a kiss on the forehead before leaving his bedroom. 


Luxio cracks a content smile and drifts into a deeper sleep, comforted by the warmth of his blankets as time starts to fly by. After a couple of hours pass, the Electric-type toddler eventually wakes up and hops out of bed, looking down at his slightly bigger and poofier padding with a wide smile.


“Hehehe!” Luxio laughs and playfully shakes his padded posterior, doubly fond of the various letters of the alphabet designed on his diaper.


However, before he can play around in his pampers for too long, the padded Pokemon picks up a pleasant aroma from outside of his bedroom, prompting him to waddle his way downstairs. 


“Why hello there, sweetie! You’re just in time for dinner!” says Ampharos as she places three plates of breaded chicken onto the kitchen table.


“Did you have a nice nap, bud?” Zeraora asks him.


“Mmhm! Mmhm!” Luxio nods his head in affirmation and seats himself at the table, admittedly feeling refreshed and energized in spite of his initial complaints. 


A few moments later, the two parents also seat themselves at the table, using their utensils to cut up their chicken into bite-sized pieces. Conversely, Luxio had no intention to use such utensils, grabbing the chicken breast with his bare hands before taking a big bite out of it. 


“Sweetheart! Use your utensils!” says Ampharos, trying not to burst out laughing from his amusing antics. “Big boys don’t eat everything with their hands!” 


“But ish fun ta do dat!” the toddler replies while a big chunk of chicken remains in his mouth, once again displaying his lack of manners despite his self-proclaimed status. 


“Big boys don’t talk with their mouths full either, kiddo!” says Zeraoara with a chuckle. 


“Hehe, nor do big boys make such a mess of themselves at the table!” says Ampharos with a giggle.


“But dats not fun! Why can’t I do dat?” Luxio asks with a pouty face as he hastily finishes up his food, annoyed by all these unwritten rules his parents are throwing at him.


“Buddy, being a big boy comes with its share of responsibilities too! That’s what growing up is all about!” Zeraora says to him. 


“Besides, like we said before, being a big kid isn’t something you have to rush!” says Ampharos as she wipes off his face. “If you don’t want such responsibilities just yet, you can still be our baby boy!”


In response to such statements, Luxio starts to wonder whether he actually wants to be a big kid, as all this talk about growing up and gaining responsibility didn’t sound all that fun to the toddler. However, there’s still a small part of him that wants to maintain this self-imposed status of his.


“I stiww a big boy because…uhhh…oh yea…because I know my ABC’s!” says Luxio with a confident smile, though he’s clearly reaching the limits of his little kid logic.


“Then go ahead, sweetie! Sing your ABC’s!” Ampharos says with a wide smile.


“A, B, C, D, E, F, G!” Luxio hops off the table and toddles around the kitchen as he starts to sing, flaunting his alphabet patterned padding while doing so.


“H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P!” the Electric-type toddler starts doing a silly dance as he reaches the halfway point, energetically moving his body around while she shakes his diapered rump from side to side.


“Q, R, S, T, U, V!” Luxio then starts twirling around on his toes, adding another layer of silliness to this playful dance of his.


“W, X, Y and Z!” Luxio finishes the dance with a silly pose, lifting his padded posterior to the ceiling and looking at his parents from between his legs.


“Bravo! You did such a good job, sweetie! I loved your little dance too!” says Ampharos as she gives her son a round of applause.


“Good show! Good show!” Zeraora smiles and gives him a round of applause as well.  “Before you know it, you’ll learn your 123’s too!”


Luxio smiles and takes a bow, but it’s not long before a big pressure becomes present in his bladder and bowels, feeling the ice cream make its way out.


PSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHH!!!


With no hesitation, the toddler relaxes his bladder and suddenly soaks his diaper, causing it to sag and stain a light shade of yellow. 


“Well never mind! I guess he already knows the number one!” Zeraora says with a hearty laugh as he watches his son wet himself. 


After emptying his bladder, Luxio intends to empty bowels as well, popping a squat and scrunching up his face as he prepares to do the dirty deed once again. 


“Oh…it looks like he knows the number two as well…” says Ampharos with a sheepish smile, well aware that it’s her turn on diaper duty.


“Mmmmph….mmmmmmph!” the sounds of strained grunts are heard as his tail flicks upward.


PBLOOOOOOORMPH!!!


With a big push, Luxio dumps a large load into his diaper, causing it to slump onto the floor as a nasty smell fills the house. After completely emptying himself, the Electric-type toddler exhales a sigh of relief and cracks a silly smile, satisfied to rid himself of all that pressure.


“Geez! Big boy or not, you definitely did a pretty big number in your pants, buddy!” the electric feline chuckles and plugs his nose, definitely glad he’s not the one having to deal with Luxio’s packed pampers this time around. “Looks like you’re changing him next, Amphy!” he looks at her with a slight smirk.


“Oh…looks like someone made a big mess for Mommy!” says Ampharos as she picks him up, though it’s hard for her to keep a straight face as Luxio’s stinky diaper sags past his feet. “Oh dear…” she then mutters under her breath.


All Luxio can do is laugh while his mother carries him back to his bedroom and lays him on the changing, amused by the slightly disgusted look on her face.


“Well then, I guess it’s a good thing you asked for those bigger diapers!” Ampharos giggles and grabs a new diaper before undoing the old one, though she’s quickly caught off guard by the smell. “Oh, sweetie, that really stinks!” she then dumps the dirty diaper in the trash.


The toddler laughs some more while his mother cleans him up, feeling rather ticklish in response to the soft sensation of the baby wipes. After liberally wiping and powdering Luxio’s bottom, Ampharos slides the clean diaper under his legs and snugly secures it around his waist and bottom.


“There! You smell a whole lot better now!” she picks him up and affectionately nuzzles him on the cheek before setting him back down. “Now then, let’s put you in some pajamas!”


Ampharos walks up to the closet and grabs a light blue onesie adorned with bright yellow stars, though Luxio doesn’t seem all that impressed with her selection.


“Mommyyyyyy! I don’t wanna weaw dat! Dats fow babies!” he says with a pouty face.


“Oh? So as of now you’re too old for onesies?” Ampharos says with a giggle, finding it very amusing that he’s still trying to pass off as a big kid despite constantly contradicting this very idea. “Don’t you want to be all warm and cozy, sweetie?”


Once again, conflicting thoughts start clashing from within Luxio’s mind; while there was a certain part of him that still wanted his parents to consider him as a big kid, at the same time he couldn’t deny that he really liked his onesies, as well as everything else that came with being a little toddler. As he thinks this through for a little longer, he comes to realize that he doesn’t want to let such things go just yet, that he doesn’t want to be burdened by all the rules and responsibilities that come with being a big kid.


“Um…I wanna be wawm and cozy, Mommy.” Luxio concedes.


“What’s that now, sweetie? I thought you just told me onesies are for babies!” Ampharos says with another giggle. 


“Den I’m a baby!” Luxio replies with a wide smile, no longer feeling the need to be perceived as a big kid; while said status was imposed entirely on himself, at the same time it felt like a weight was just lifted off his shoulders. 


“Hehe, so you went from big kid to baby in the span of a single day? You’re such a silly little guy, you know that?” she laughs and gives her son a playful pat on the head. “Alright, now let’s put your PJ’s on, sweetie!”


After Luxio steps into the star-patterned onesie, Ampharos buttons it up until it’s snugly secured around his body.


“Awwww! You look so cute and cozy!” she smiles and gives him another pat on the head. 


Luxio’s smile widens as the onesie’s warmth envelops his body, especially appreciating its cute and colorful design. The Electric-type toddler then motions his arms towards his mother, making his intentions more than obvious.


“You want cuddles? My baby boy wants some cuddles, doesn’t he?” Ampharos asks him.


“Mmhm! Mmhm!” Luxio affirmatively replies.


“Awwww, then come here, cutie pie!” Ampharos picks him up and heads downstairs, gently patting his back while she walks to the couch.


A content smile remains on Luxio’s face as the family sits down on the couch and Ampharos pulls him closer to her chest, greatly enjoying the combined comfort of his blue onesie and his mother’s cuddles. Several minutes quietly fly by as nighttime arrives, though such silence proves to be quite soothing.


“Do you want Daddy to hold you now?” Ampharos asks him.


“Mmhm…” he responds with a slow nod of his head.


“Come here, little guy!” Zeraora lifts Luxio up and places him onto his lap, gently wrapping his arms around the little toddler.


Several more minutes pass as Luxio remains in the warm embrace of his father’s arms, appreciating these peaceful moments of quality time with his parents. Eventually, the toddler completely loses track of time as he immerses himself in this cuddly comfort, though a certain sensation soon snaps him back to reality.


GUUUUUURRRGLE!!! GURRRRRGLE!!!


Luxio’s tummy loudly gurgles and a large pressure forms in his bowels, indicating that enough time had passed to the point where his dinner was now approaching its way out. In response, the toddler starts squirming and scrunching up his face, preparing to produce his fourth dirty diaper of the day.


“Huh, what’s that look on your face for, kiddo?” Zeraora asks him.


“Mmmph…mmmmph…hnnnnnnng!” 


PBLAAAAAAAARMMPH!!!


Right on cue, Luxio once again pushes a big poopy into his pampers, causing the bottom of his onesie to unbutton and pop right open as a large lump protrudes from his diaper.


“Uh oh! That’s what that look was for!” Ampharos chuckles in response, glad to be absolved of dirty diaper duties for the time being.


“Yep…and it smells like he made another big one too.” the electric feline responds. “Alright, mister potty pants, let’s get you changed and ready for bed.”


“Hehehe…I made anoda poopy…” says Luxio with a silly smile as his father takes him back to his bedroom, accentuating his abandonment of being a big kid while his full diaper slowly sways back and forth.


“Yea, you can say that again, bud! Good thing we’ve got a whole lot of diapers left!” Zeraora chuckles and lays him on the changing table.


While his father starts changing his diaper, Luxio lets out a long yawn, feeling sleepier by the second.


“And….done.” Zeraora tapes up the new diaper and buttons Luxio’s onesie back up before plopping the dirty diaper into the trash. “Alright, now it’s bedtime.”


While Zeraora carries Luxio to bed and tucks him in, Ampharos also enters the bedroom.


“Good night, bud. See you in the morning.” Zeraora smiles and gives his son a kiss on the cheek.


“Sleep tight, sweetie.” Ampharos kisses him on the other cheek.


“G’night…” Luxio mumbles as his parents leave his bedroom.


With that, the toddler closes his eyes and quickly drifts off to sleep, sporting a satisfied smile as the day comes to an end. A day will come when the little Luxio is all grown up, though for the time being he has cast his big kid aspirations aside, more than happy to continue enjoying the many boons of babyhood. 


End