Martin's Point of View

I can feel the fur on my body standing on end, with a sense of dread overcoming me. God, what am I going to do? I quickly zip the bag back up, putting it back under the desk. Looking around the room, there is really nowhere to hide and it is not like I can jump out the window, it has a security screen on it.

Wait why am I so worried this person is probably not going to hurt me, they appear to be taking care of me? Should I tell them I am human, no that is not the best idea, they will think I am crazy or worse make me a lab rat. I can feel myself getting more worked up. Should act young to try and pass myself off as a young Pokemon, I clearly am.

Sadly, I don't get to completely finish that thought as the door opens. Standing there is a bipedal fox, red/ orange fur on its limbs/ turfs around its ears and yellow/white fur on its face/ chest. Its long fur makes it look like it is wearing robes. A tail with a stick in it drags along the floor. It is a Delphox, clearly female given the pair of breasts I can see.

Unknown Delphox's Point of View

In the middle of cleaning I felt a presence touch my mind, naturally I reach out to complete the psychic connection but they recoil when they feel my presence. It felt different from a normal connection, like it was made by someone who is inexperienced? Could it be one of children from around the neighbourhood practising, no it was not that. It must be that little one, he has been unconscious for the past few days.

He was in the Pokemon centre until yesterday and the only reason he was allowed to come here was because the doctor's thought it would be less traumatic for him to wake up here. I am used to working with injured wild Pokemon after all, it can't be that different with a Pokemon raised by a human. Given how young he appears to be, it is likely he will not be able to talk much either, but that depends if he was caught from the wild or not. Too bad his Pokeball was damaged, I would have a lot more information on him then what I do now. Should I grab the replacement one just encase he gets violent, no, seeing it might scare him more than what he probably already is.

I can deal with anything he could throw at me, he is still young. I have been looking forward to taking care of a little one of my own. The ones at the rehabilitation centre are just the not same, most will not let you touch them or even get close half the time. Those that do, never stick around long enough to form a real bond with. Even if I could, it is important that I must not. We want them to return to the wild, or one of the Pokemon tribes at the very least. They can't grow attached to anyone at the rehabilitation centre, that goes against our purpose.

It is almost like I hope they don't find his trainer. When he was found in the forest there was no trace of his trainer, there was no form of ID, outside of the Pokedex but like his Pokeball that was damaged beyond repair. I just really want my own child. Having my own baby is not really an option, as I haven't found someone in town I like, that is in my egg group and adopting is not ideal. There are very few young Pokemon that come through and those Pokemon that do, come from species with mid to low intelligence. Unfortunately all of us were not made equal, that is partly why our society is the way it is.

I find myself standing in front of the door to Rebecca's room. I must have blanked out a bit there, oops. Opening the door, the Riolu is standing beside the bed with most of its bandages taken off, apart from its left arm. At least his injuries have healed well. His fur is puffed up, he has taken a defensive stance and looks like he is about to cry. Please for my sake, understand the common tongue us civilised Pokemon speak.

"Hello little one my name is Anastasia, do you understand me?" asked Anastasia

He looks at me as if he is confused. At least he appears to be calming down, his fur has flattened a bit. It is possible he has only learnt sign language? Pokemon that mainly only interact with humans are not as good with the common tongue, let try that.

"Hello, can you understand me?" signed Anastasia

"Sorry, understand first time, name Martin Robinson." said Martin

"Do you know sign language?"

"Little, where am I?"

Two names that are a little usual for a Pokemon, but not unheard of outside this region, is Riolu Martin a foreigner? His speech is measured, slow and unrefined, but this is what I was expecting. The doctors couldn't give me an exact age, given they have not dealt with many Riolus, and as it is I have only met two others of my species in this region. He is maybe anywhere from 12 months to 2.5 years old, for a human that would be from 1.5-4 years old. Riolus evolve around the age of 7.5-9 making that their early teen years. Given he has all of his teeth and is about 50cm tall he is probably closer to 18 months, but there is a lot of variation.

"Lavender Town in the Kanto region, do you know how you ended up here?" asked Anastasia

"No, last remember sleeping in bed. Heard of Kanto, how end up here?" asked Martin

"I am not sure, you were found in the forest a little west of here on route 7, you had some burns and cuts all over your body. Do you know what city you are from or the region?"

He pauses for a 20ish seconds and then Martin shakes his head. That is a bit odd, he has heard of Kanto but doesn't know where he is from. I try to make a surface level telepathic connection with him. I will not be able to read his thoughts but I will get an idea of how he is feeling and if he lies or not. He is very confused, slightly scared and cautious of me. That is expected, if he continues to not notice me I will delve deeper.

Riolu Martin's Point of View

Well at least Delphox Anastasia is being kind, but I still can't trust her, I don't know what she wants. How did I understand her signing, that is not something I learnt as a human, I will worry about that later. She tries to approach me, I feel fear building up a little as I step away from her. She is saddened by this, but sits down so she is almost eye level with me.

"I am not going to hurt you, I only want to help you, do you know the name of your trainer? I could get an idea of where you are from based off that." asked Anastasia

Shit, I didn't think of what name I should use. I am just drawing a blank, my mind usually works ok under pressure and why now on something so simple. I must have hesitated too long. Anastasia asks

"Is your mummy human?"

"Yes, name Samantha Robinson."

I panicked, hopefully my own mother's name will work.

"So, you share her last name."

"Something odd about that?"

"No it is just a little uncommon for Pokemon to have last names so I was wondering where it came from. I will give that name to the police and hopefully they will be able to find your mum. Does your mummy have any other Pokemon that she keeps, the part of the forest you were found in is mostly safe, but the area around you was quite badly burned. There aren't many Pokemon that can do that type of damage."

What type of Pokemon could it be, I don't know the amount of damage there was, what about the name. Fuck it lets just go with what I am familiar with, Pokemon fanfiction don't let me down. Continue talking like a young kid, I have to get this right.

"Big monkey with head on fire, walk on all four, good at punching, but quiet, not talk much. Mum calls him Prince."

"That is an Infernape, are you from the Sinnoh region, do you understand Kantoan?"

Wait Sinnoh is based off Japan, damn it, what region is based off the US? I should go with that. Of course Unova, I should have described Embour, but I didn't have a name for him.

"Not sure, not remember either name"

"Well Kantoan is the most widespread language so that knocks out a lot of countries. Have you heard the word Unovan before, it is the second most common language"

"Sound familiar."

"Ok well let's try to name a few towns in Unova then, I will be back in a second ok, don't move."

She comes back with a laptop and starts listing off the names of towns/cities, some I have never heard of. I am pretty familiar with the games, I was just a little obsessed when I was younger. Let's go with a small town, if there exists an international database it is less likely that someone from that town would be on it. The Unova region is one of the cooler regions, so that would explain the warm clothes in my bag.

"Nuvema Town familiar, think been there. Live around there, think."

"Ok that's good we are getting a little closer. Are you worried about your mum, she has been missing for at least a few days, because you don't sound it?

"Why, she smart, Prince probably with her. Don't know, how I end up here, she might not be in Kanto."

I feel that tingling in the back of my head again, Anastasia must be trying to get in, hopefully it doesn't sound like I am lying to her. I need this to be convincing. Focus: I need to force her out.

"Get out of head, only for me" shouts Martin

I was a little louder than I meant to be. Delphox Anastasia looks a bit hurt by this, hopefully I wasn't too harsh, but I need to capitalise on this, if I give her a good enough reason she might stay out of my head.

"Head, my space, don't like others in it. Please do not try again. Bad experience with psychic before. They bully me, can not fight off, too strong."

"Ok I am sorry I was just trying to see if I could figure out which town you are from, it could help find your mum. Can you forgive me?" said Anastasia

"Yes, but no need to worry about her."

Suddenly I feel my diaper start to get warm, did I just pee myself, this much nicer than when I was human. I didn't even notice a build up in pressure or anything, the warmth just spread around the front of my diaper, I can't even stop it. Pleasure runs through my entire body. My diaper swelled a little bit more than it was before, sadly not all of the pee was absorbed, I can still feel a little puddle between my legs. It must be pretty full, and sagging a little. Looks like I do need these diapers.

Delphox Anastasia's Point of View

Martin felt quite angry when he noticed me trying to delve deeper into his mind. His reasoning sounds a little flimsy but he is young. He must really hate others being in his head. It sounds like he might have been lying in some places or at the very least bending the truth but it is hard to tell. I was never very good at picking out lies. I hear a trickling sound, is Riolu Martin peeping his diaper?

He has moved his hand to the front of his diaper, he must have noticed. It is a little yellow and he definitely needs a change. He didn't appear to notice when I made the surface level psychic connection so I will stick with that at the moment. I need to get to know him better.

"Well I guess I should stop with the questioning for now, looks like I have more important things to deal with. Will you let me change you? I will be gentle, I only want to help."

Martin timidly nods. He appears to be a bit embarrassed, with his avoiding my eyes, ears flatten against his head, and tail low to the ground. I put the laptop on the bed, pick him up, and put him on the desk, he doesn't stop me. I gather the stuff I need from that bag of his.

"Has your mum tried to toilet train you before?"

"Yes, but still have accidents all time."

"That is fine, that is what diapers are for. Would you like some food after we are done here? Anything you like in particular?"

I have been able to feed him in his sleep but it has not been very much, one of the many tricks I have learnt over the years. Being a psychic is quite helpful, it is normally not possible unless they are conscious. It is easy to guide someone's brain into making simple actions in their sleep. It is one of the reasons why the boss loves me so much. It is less messy to have me feed an unconscious Pokemon than giving them an IV drip. It stops them from hurting themselves from pulling it out, when they wake up, or the worst result of having to restrain them.

"Yeah, fruit or whatever you have"

I undo the taps, he has only peed. That will make things easier. While I am cleaning him, I feel his emotional barrier start to break a little, a faint sense of calm and happiness washes over me, is he younger than I thought he was.

While doing my research on Riolu it said they typically have good control of their emotions around the age of 7-13 months, could he be a late bloomer? His speech appears to be a little below average for this age or he might speak that way because he is shy, I have seen it in other young Pokemon too. It is possible this is something he is doing on purpose, but I doubt he is that smart. I am amazed how nice it feels for him to share his emotions with me, it is very different from just reading them, is this how a mother Lucario feels?

"Lift your legs." Anastasia said

He does so and I undo the last tape just above his tail, pulling it out from underneath him. It is much easier than having to cut a hole in the back of diapers like they use too. Martian shivers a little as I do. Is he cold?

After putting on the new diaper and baby powder, I see that is penis has swelled a little. Is he getting horny, is it even possible at that age? He must have sensed my change in mood, quickly snaps out of whatever type of trance he was in. His emotional barrier quickly seals up whatever small gaps were in it. He is avoiding my eyes again, he feels guilty/embarrassed, does he understand that he was horny? I roll up the used diaper and put him down on the floor, he follows me out into the kitchen.