The Poképoof Project: Lording Over the Prince
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Flare was Prince of the house, this much was certain. Luxo would dutifully care for him with gentle brushing, deep massages, and prepare his meals. In exchange, Luxo would receive royal cuddles and the right to snuggle with him in bed.
Luxo was Lord of the lands, this much was certain. Flare would dutifully assist him around town by carrying money, finding his favorite foods, and letting Luxo kindly but firmly boss him around. In exchange, Flare would get to pick out a few of his favorite berries and the right to nuzzle him regardless of how many Pokémon were around.
It was a mutually wonderful relationship built upon trust, compassion, and just a little wrestling in bed between a Flareon and a Luxray, rather than a Prince and a Lord. Any quibbles tended to be resolved during that time with a minimum of singed or staticy hair, unlike most friendly disputes between Pokémon.
Today was an exception. Luxo was being remarkably cordial in his duties rather than his usual snide self, a sure sign he was trying to clamp down on frustration. Flare followed him like a lost puppy, trying to placate the Luxray.
"Look, I'm sorry I made you wear it. I thought you weren't giving it a fair chance and I overreacted in my order. I shouldn't have forced you to do something you told me you didn't like."
Flare briefly glanced at the cause of their divide; a small pile of diapers, fresh from... Wherever they were appearing from. No 'mon really knew, they'd just started popping up in Mystery Dungeons last month and eventually the Kecleon brothers had collected enough of the fresh ones stuffed into adventuring bags to sell them in packs.¹
Buying them was silly anyways when Flare could simply wander into the closest mystery dungeon with an empty pack, 'stumble' into a few traps, and waddle home with a week's worth for free. He was instantly enamored with them, enjoying the way they pushed his legs apart and crinkled when he moved. Luxo had been more reserved, but did take obvious pleasure in teasing his padded partner. When Flare had ordered him to try one on, flexing their rules as the home's Prince, though, things had rapidly gone downhill.
An hour of Luxo being surly had resulted and, after Flare relented and let him take off the diaper, he was subjected to a withdrawn Luxray for the rest of the night. There was no snuggling, only a curt ‘goodnight’ before the candles were blown out. Luxo had left early that morning, out for his usual power-jog², while Flare was left to worry and fret about what he could do to make up for the previous night.
By the time the Luxray had mutely returned, a basket of what was most likely groceries in tow, Flare had decided on what to do.
“Since I made you wear something, it’s only fair that I let you make me wear something.” Luxo’s dour expression lit up, and with it Flare’s hopes did too. It would mean some time with the leash, usually granted by the ‘Prince’ as a reward for his vassal doing an exceptionally fine job. It was something they’d been doing even before the nearby Mystery Dungeons had started to be filled with strange traps, although their appearance had allowed leash time be more public than before.
But then Luxo’s warm expression shifted to something more... mischievous, the smile’s edges flashing his fangs. He put his basket down and, while opening it at painstakingly slow pace, said, “I’m glad you’re willing to do that for me. In fact, I was worried I’d had to guilt you a little bit for it, but like a good mate you read my mind~”
The Flareon gulped. “Err, well, I-I’m glad I did! I sometimes thought about evolving into an Espeon instead, after all, m-maybe I’m part Psychic?”
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t. You wouldn’t be nearly as warm to snuggle with during cold nights, and you would’ve seen this coming!” With a flourish he revealed what had been hidden in the basket. It embodied embarrassment and helplessness and it was wonderful.
Flare eagerly kissed Luxo and then kissed the gift, waiting a few moments for its straps to be wrapped around his head and secured. A few suckles, an experimental puff of Ember that was turned into nothing more than a puff of hot air when it touched the bulb, an attempt to say a sincere Thank You coming out as a series of babbles punctuated by a Thuck sound. The pacifier gag was the real deal, and Flare felt nothing but joy and meekness with it.
Those feelings swelled when Luxo stepped back to let him get a look at everything else that awaited him. He picked up the shockingly pink diaper, covered in frills emblazoned with two absolutely perfect words.
“Today, I think I’ll be taking the role of Prince and Lord. Don’t worry, though...” Luxo gently pushed the diaper against Flare’s snout, letting him feel the raised embroidery. “...You can have the title of Sissy Butt instead~”
¹ Selling them wasn't that surprising—the Kecleon brothers sold just about anything that could have a Poké tag put onto it—but the fact that Pokémon had started to buy them certainly was.
² Literally and figuratively. Luxo tended to prefer bristly grass and ferns to build up a healthy static charge while making his rounds.
Strapped Pacifier
Clothing
Binds When Equipped
Can only be removed by another Pokemon not wearing Mittens
The wearer has a pacifier put into their mouth, which is then held in place by elastic straps going around their head. It makes speech difficult and causes the Muzzled status, preventing the use of moves that require their mouth to use. They can still drink from bottles or eat food, so long as it’s cut small enough. However, the user can fluently speak to baby Pokemon or others using pacifiers. Sleep status duration is doubled, Cowering duration is halved.
Sissy Butt Diaper
Clothing
You could take it off yourself, but Luxo would disapprove
Every’mon already knew you were a sissy, this just confirms it. Physical attacks that make contact with it have a chance to make the attacker Infatuated. Cuteness in Contests is doubled, Toughness is halved.
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Flare was Prince of the house, this much was certain. Luxo would dutifully care for him with gentle brushing, deep massages, and prepare his meals. In exchange, Luxo would receive royal cuddles and the right to snuggle with him in bed.
Luxo was Lord of the lands, this much was certain. Flare would dutifully assist him around town by carrying money, finding his favorite foods, and letting Luxo kindly but firmly boss him around. In exchange, Flare would get to pick out a few of his favorite berries and the right to nuzzle him regardless of how many Pokémon were around.
It was a mutually wonderful relationship built upon trust, compassion, and just a little wrestling in bed between a Flareon and a Luxray, rather than a Prince and a Lord. Any quibbles tended to be resolved during that time with a minimum of singed or staticy hair, unlike most friendly disputes between Pokémon.
Today was an exception. Luxo was being remarkably cordial in his duties rather than his usual snide self, a sure sign he was trying to clamp down on frustration. Flare followed him like a lost puppy, trying to placate the Luxray.
"Look, I'm sorry I made you wear it. I thought you weren't giving it a fair chance and I overreacted in my order. I shouldn't have forced you to do something you told me you didn't like."
Flare briefly glanced at the cause of their divide; a small pile of diapers, fresh from... Wherever they were appearing from. No 'mon really knew, they'd just started popping up in Mystery Dungeons last month and eventually the Kecleon brothers had collected enough of the fresh ones stuffed into adventuring bags to sell them in packs.¹
Buying them was silly anyways when Flare could simply wander into the closest mystery dungeon with an empty pack, 'stumble' into a few traps, and waddle home with a week's worth for free. He was instantly enamored with them, enjoying the way they pushed his legs apart and crinkled when he moved. Luxo had been more reserved, but did take obvious pleasure in teasing his padded partner. When Flare had ordered him to try one on, flexing their rules as the home's Prince, though, things had rapidly gone downhill.
An hour of Luxo being surly had resulted and, after Flare relented and let him take off the diaper, he was subjected to a withdrawn Luxray for the rest of the night. There was no snuggling, only a curt ‘goodnight’ before the candles were blown out. Luxo had left early that morning, out for his usual power-jog², while Flare was left to worry and fret about what he could do to make up for the previous night.
By the time the Luxray had mutely returned, a basket of what was most likely groceries in tow, Flare had decided on what to do.
“Since I made you wear something, it’s only fair that I let you make me wear something.” Luxo’s dour expression lit up, and with it Flare’s hopes did too. It would mean some time with the leash, usually granted by the ‘Prince’ as a reward for his vassal doing an exceptionally fine job. It was something they’d been doing even before the nearby Mystery Dungeons had started to be filled with strange traps, although their appearance had allowed leash time be more public than before.
But then Luxo’s warm expression shifted to something more... mischievous, the smile’s edges flashing his fangs. He put his basket down and, while opening it at painstakingly slow pace, said, “I’m glad you’re willing to do that for me. In fact, I was worried I’d had to guilt you a little bit for it, but like a good mate you read my mind~”
The Flareon gulped. “Err, well, I-I’m glad I did! I sometimes thought about evolving into an Espeon instead, after all, m-maybe I’m part Psychic?”
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t. You wouldn’t be nearly as warm to snuggle with during cold nights, and you would’ve seen this coming!” With a flourish he revealed what had been hidden in the basket. It embodied embarrassment and helplessness and it was wonderful.
Flare eagerly kissed Luxo and then kissed the gift, waiting a few moments for its straps to be wrapped around his head and secured. A few suckles, an experimental puff of Ember that was turned into nothing more than a puff of hot air when it touched the bulb, an attempt to say a sincere Thank You coming out as a series of babbles punctuated by a Thuck sound. The pacifier gag was the real deal, and Flare felt nothing but joy and meekness with it.
Those feelings swelled when Luxo stepped back to let him get a look at everything else that awaited him. He picked up the shockingly pink diaper, covered in frills emblazoned with two absolutely perfect words.
“Today, I think I’ll be taking the role of Prince and Lord. Don’t worry, though...” Luxo gently pushed the diaper against Flare’s snout, letting him feel the raised embroidery. “...You can have the title of Sissy Butt instead~”
¹ Selling them wasn't that surprising—the Kecleon brothers sold just about anything that could have a Poké tag put onto it—but the fact that Pokémon had started to buy them certainly was.
² Literally and figuratively. Luxo tended to prefer bristly grass and ferns to build up a healthy static charge while making his rounds.
Strapped Pacifier
Clothing
Binds When Equipped
Can only be removed by another Pokemon not wearing Mittens
The wearer has a pacifier put into their mouth, which is then held in place by elastic straps going around their head. It makes speech difficult and causes the Muzzled status, preventing the use of moves that require their mouth to use. They can still drink from bottles or eat food, so long as it’s cut small enough. However, the user can fluently speak to baby Pokemon or others using pacifiers. Sleep status duration is doubled, Cowering duration is halved.
Sissy Butt Diaper
Clothing
You could take it off yourself, but Luxo would disapprove
Every’mon already knew you were a sissy, this just confirms it. Physical attacks that make contact with it have a chance to make the attacker Infatuated. Cuteness in Contests is doubled, Toughness is halved.
Category Story / Baby fur
Species Pokemon
Gender Multiple characters
Size 1280 x 715px
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Hmm, not bad... Perhaps Lording Over the Prince(ss) would have been a good title...
Well, the picture is Bunnykisses' work, so if you haven't already make sure to let him know :)
Schrodinger's Royalty: It is unknown whether they are a Prince or a Princess until a Lord observes them, at which point the possibilities resolve into one or the other (but typically that of a Princess).
Do the Kecleon Brothers have any more of those in stock? Asking for a friend...
They have a more-than healthy supply to meet growing consumer demands ;)
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So my question is why you're leaving another after I hid the last one for being off-topic.
So my question is why you're leaving another after I hid the last one for being off-topic.
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