Volcanion lived his whole life, wearing his diapers after saving the Pokémon from a severe storm, where a lightning strike had left him incontinent. He took care of them, so now it was the Pokémon's turn to take care of him.

One particular day, Volcanion was walking down the forest, watching the Pokémon doing their usual routines. He gave a huff, seemingly satisfied at seeing them okay, except he scowled, as he looked back at his diaper. He could still remember how a lightning bolt had struck him while he was protecting the Pokémon from the storm. He was discouraged that he will have to wear diapers as the result of his injury... but he was glad that everyone is taking care of him.

Volcanion huffed from his nostrils and walked away. He walked toward the lake and looked at his reflection. "How did my life come to this?" he said to himself. "I'm just glad all the Pokémon are taking care of me... but this is so ridiculous." He sighed as he turned to look at his diaper, as it reminded him of his injury and incontinence... but what other choice did he have?

Volcanion sighed in discouragement and lowered down to have a drink of water. He sighed again, as he lowered to the ground. But he then smiled weakly, as he sometimes does, because of how the Pokémon he once took care of now are taking care of him. But he just couldn't figure out whether to be happy or sad, for his reality was a rocky road to begin with.

"I don't know what to do... my reality is so hard to accept."

Volcanion then noticed several Pokémon, as he watched a few young Pokémon play. He watched a Squirtle play with a Feraligatr. But the heartwarming sight quickly faded, when he felt a sudden itch inside his diaper. He knew it was a rash, but he wanted to ignore it in order to act all tough. What a mistake.

Volcanion felt the rash slightly growing. He flinched a bit, and he slightly scratched his diaper on the ground to avoid attention. "Nnff... no, not now..." he whimpered.

Volcanion tried to ignore the rash more, but the rash started to escalate inside his diaper, as he scratched his diaper on the ground a little more. The itching started getting worse, as he grunted and scratched more, as he started sweating a lot. "Please... no..." The poor padded Pokémon tried to ignore the rash again, but he kept scratching as he sweated more, whimpering, and then he snapped, stamping his feet. "ARGH, THIS DIAPER RASH!!"

Volcanion went wild, as he ran around, scratching his diapered butt on a tree, and then scratching his padded crotch on a rock, groaning and grunting. He groaned as he scooched a lot, scratching his diaper butt on the ground. "Damn it, this diaper rash is killing me! I cannot stand it!" He was going crazy from the diaper rash, as he kept scratching his crotch on rocks, and his butt on the trees.

Alerted by the freakout, the Pokémon rushed in to help Volcanion. Six Venusaur used Vine Whip to grab Volcanion's legs and his back to hold him down. Volcanion struggled as a Noivern grabbed his diaper with its feet and pried it open, as the Pikachu carried a large bowl of powder. Gliscor scooped the powder with its pincers and poured it into Volcanion's diaper.

"Gli Gliscor!" Gliscor called out, and some of the Pokémon began rubbing Volcanion's diaper bottom.

Volcanion grunted as he was still squirming and struggling, while the group rubbed his powder filled diaper to calm him down. He groaned, and then he felt the powder, as he started to feel the itching rash fade... and then he finally calmed down as he sighed, smiling warmly. He felt the group rub his padded butt and groin. "Thank you all... that feels much better," he said.

"Pikachu," Pikachu said, giving Volcanion a comfortable pat.

The Venusaur then released Volcanion as he laid down. Volcanion looked at the Pokémon, as a tear slid down from his eye, and then he spoke up. "Everyone... I can't thank you enough for taking care of me. I always took care of you as your guardian. Your kindness to take care of me has opened my eyes to see how deeply you all cared. I am grateful to you all."

The Pokémon gave their smiles at Volcanion, as he smiled back. But then his eyes widen when he heavily wet and messed his diaper a lot, and he moaned. He looked at his messy diaper and blushed.

"Crap. Never a dull moment, is there?" Volcanion sighed.

The Pokémon worked together to change Volcanion's diaper. Noivern and Charizard took his messy diaper off, while Feraligatr and Samurott used Water Gun to wash his rear. Then Venusaur used Vine Whip to tape a new diaper on him, after applying powder onto the diaper's interior.

"That's more like it," Volcanion said. "You all did well changing my diapers. I took care of you all, and now you took care of me. Again, I am grateful to all of you. Thank you." And with that, he turned and headed for his cave, with a grateful smile.

Volcanion was so proud. All his life he had been the Pokémon's guardian; now they became his caregivers. He would look forward to being care-given by those he protected, one day at a time.