They always warned the kids not to take on pokemon of a higher level than you, it was dangerous and you could get seriously hurt, but Mallory knew you could get lucky and catch one. She had plenty of luck, what she didn't have was time to raise a pokemon properly. She was going to be the best, and she didn't have time for baby methods.

She spotted her prey in a flowery field, a huge alcremie, surrounded by smaller milcery. The thick, high calorie cream that made up her body oozed off her, cascading down her huge hips and bosom. She'd been birthing milcery here for a while, and was clearly very powerful.

Mallory had been scoping out these fields for days now searching for the most powerful pokemon. She was sure this alcremie was it. It's fairy typing would be just what she needs to beat her local dragon gym, her regions hardest gym, and her goal as her first badge. Besting the hardest gym first was sure to cement her name in history as the start of her journey to be the best trainer on the planet. And also wipe the smug smirk the gym leader always gave her whenever she said she'd challenge her first.

Once she chose her target she started gathering materials for her plan. Alcremie loved sweets, so her bag was full of sweet sugary snacks and baked goods. She'd lure the Alcremie and her flock into a sense of security, and then unleash her secret weapon. Mallory grinned and slowly made her way into the flowery fields, careful to avoid the floettes hiding amongst the flora.

She reached a curious milcery venturing far from the flock, ready with a treat in her hand. The milcery curiously wandered towards her and made a happy noise, munching down on the snack Mal gave it. She crouched down and asked, "I've got plenty more, why don't you introduce me to your brothers and sisters?" 

The adventurous milcery gave a curious "Mil? Cery!" Before happily bouncing back to its mama and siblings. Mallory followed, the mother Alcremie gave Mallory a stern look before her milcery friend reassured her and she relented. Letting Mallory have full access to the milcery. She smirked. Passing out sweets to the various milcery. With a quick sleight of hand she pulled out her trump card, the master ball. With it any pokemon would be hers, no luck needed, winners stole their own luck anyway.

In one swift motion she activated the master ball and flung it at the mother Alcremie. It shook once, twiice, three times, and then yes! The Alcremie was caught! Mallory bounced up and down with joy, exclaiming her excitement as the milcery gathered around the master ball concerned.

While she was busy celebrating, she didn't notice the master ball open of its own volition. The mother alcremie looking slightly annoyed, with her hands on her hips. When Mallory finally noticed, she tried commanding it. "Hey i didn't tell you to come out yet. No matter, ill just…" she looked around for the master ball, and found it in the alcremies hands. "Ok alcremie give me the ball." She continued to give Mal a stern, motherly look of 'oh you naughty child' as if she had just gotten caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

The milcery started surrounding her, and… evolving! The ones she had given treats were evolving into alcremies of the treats she had given them. There was a canolli one and an eclair one and a fruity candy one and they had her surrounded now. They weren't as big as their mother but they pushed Mallory toward her. If she could be tapping a foot she would have been as she stared Mallory down.

They shoved her into the alcremies arms. It's frosting, strawberry flavored, oozed onto Mallory. She held Mal and… started feeding her! The thick frosting forced its way into Mallory's mouth and down her throat. It was sickly sweet but she had no way of stopping it, even if she could command the powerful alcremie.

So instead she just said "Glhk…" as she gulped down more and more. The alcremie looked down at Mallory and smiled, chirping "Creamie~" at her. For a second she thought she'd die, suffocated, but the Alcremie seemed aware of this, and brought her out for air. Mallory gasped and flopped onto her hands and knees, but her punishment wasn't over yet. It seemed all the recently evolved alcremies wanted to feed her too. 

One after the other, the cannoli, the eclair, the fruit candy, and even the blueberry pie, all fed Mallory tons and tons of sickly sweet frosting of different flavors. By the end her stomach was overflowing, but strangely she didn't feel nauseous, just sleepy. Very tired. Mallory's eyes fluttered as they grew heavy. The last thing she saw was the mother alcremie engulfing the master ball in her creamy bosom.

 Something stinks, Mallory thought as consciousness returned to her. The only thing that ached was her stomach surprisingly and that almost ached pleasantly it felt to Mallory. The alcremie had created for her a soft creamy bed while she slept. It seemed they were aware of how humans worked somehow. The mother alcremie was aware of her wakefulness, and came to loom over her. "Creamie~" she said with a smile. 

Mallory was reminded of the smell and searched around for its source before a soft squish and wet sensation alerted her to the fact that it was her who was stinky. Supremely embarrassed she tried to find her bag where her spare change of diapers was located, but gulped as the alcremie lifted up her bag, smiling still. Two of the alcremie siblings held her arms down as two more pulled off her pants while she struggled. The alcremies seemed to be soothing her as tears streamed down her face and her terrible secret was revealed to the world. The big tough, self-proclaimed future greatest trainer in the world, wore diapers.

Mallory stopped struggling as the mother alcremie took the fresh diaper, some wipes, and baby powder, out of the bag. She sobbed as two alcremies rubbed their frosting cheeks against hers to comfort her. The mother sung gently, "Creamie~" and the smaller alcremies added to the chorus, with a few of the milcery chiming in too. The mother alcremie also found one other thing in Mallory's bag, her pacifier. She gently forced it into her crying mouth and the sobs began to subside under the torrent of love from the wild pokemon. The alcremie sisters on either side of her stopped restraining her and held her hand as they sung the mother’s lullaby, gently rocking back and forth with her. Another pair of alcremie put baby powder on the now clean bum and the mother gently lifted her up and placed a new diaper on her. 

The frosting easily came off her clothes and Mallory ended up feeling cleaner than before she had been covered in the stuff. She stood, ready to accept defeat and walk away without the mother alcremie, but she stopped her as she turned and shook her head. Mallory's eyes widened as she was brought to her bosom once again and made to feed on the calorie dense, sugary sweet, motherly milky frosting. As she lay there in the alcremies arms, she realized she was trapped, but instead of panicking all she could feel was tired. The cream seemed not so sickly sweet this time. In fact it tasted good. Mallory found herself eagerly gulping it down this time, and almost made it through all the other alcremies who wanted to feed her before feeling sick.

The cream made her feel lethargic, her mind hazy as the calories made her head spin, but one thought managed to pierce the haze. Mallory turned to the mother alcremie and said stuttering, "T-that was my only spare diaper." She seemed to understand and thought for a moment before picking Mallory up, cradling her in her arm, and setting off toward the nearest Pokemon center.

Mallory was too full and her head too hazy to think much other than how sleepy she was. The alcremies movements lulled her into a nap, and before she knew it they were at the nearest pokemon center. The nurses there seemed surprised and concerned for Mallory, assuming she had been hurt, but the mother alcremie merely pulled the dozing half awake Mallory's pants down to reveal the poofy diapers underneath and the nurses seemed to understand the alcremies request. Mallory blushed furiously red but was too sleepy to fuss about the encounter, so she just hid her face behind her hands, making weak objection noises like 'mnnnn' while nuking on her paci.

With a fresh pile of diapers in her bag the huge alcremie carried Mallory back to her children. The two nurses who had attended to them whispered to each other. "Wasn't that a trainer from…" "Yeah the one who's always boasting to Olivia? The gym leader?" "Yeah! Who knew she wasn't potty trained?" They giggled to each other.

Mallory huffed and puffed as she made the trek back to her hometown. Despite her setbacks she was still determined to challenge Olivia, the dragon trainer. She had spent weeks, or maybe months with the alcremie. It was hard to tell given how much of that time she had spent in a dazed state. During that time they had constantly fed her their extremely high calorie, extremely addictive, extremely intoxicating, extremely fattening frosting. At some point she had outgrown her old clothes and had to get a new set from the local Pokemon center. All they had for her was a pair of (at the time) oversized overalls and a bright colorful shirt that looked like it belonged on a kid much younger than Mallory. A far cry from the cool looking ripped skinny jeans and black leather jacket she had worn before, but better than walking around in just a diaper. It’s not like Mallory had much of a choice, even if the alcremie would let her go home she had surely outgrown all her old clothes there anyway.

Now her fat strained against the straps of her overalls and sweat stained her colorful kids shirt as she wheezed her way along the gently sloped path back to the town. Her mother alcremie was following her, along with her flock, smiling and humming happily.

In between feedings and nappings she had been able to communicate with the mother alcremie, and relayed her desires to be the best, like no one ever was. She seemed to understand, and allowed Mallory to begin training a few of her daughters (but not before stuffing her silly with delicious, addictive, mind-numbing cream.)

The other thing that was different was Mallorys diapers. Under the care of the alcremie she was constantly kept fed, which meant she used them more. Due to the dazed state she was in she was hardly able to control herself, and so the little potty training she had wasted away, just like her figure. Her diapers grew in size to fit her waistline, now obviously bulging against her overalls as much as her flab was. They crinkled as she waddled down the path..

Her stomach growled loudly as she entered the town. Her alcremie sisters seemed to want to offer her some of their frosting as she stopped to catch her breath on a bench. She refused, the frosting while delicious and hard to resist, dulled her mind too much. She needed to be sharp to take on Olivia. Her stomach growled louder in protest.

She made for quite the sight as she lumbered into the gym with her entourage of milcery and the giant mother alcremie. The crowd drew the attention of everyone in the gym, and she could just make out the sound of whispering. When she got to where Olivia was standing, talking to a league representative she tried to shout her challenge. "Olivia!" *Wheeze* "The time-" *huff* "I'm here to-" She leaned forward onto her knees, and then falling back onto her padded rump with a *pomf* while she caught her breath.

Several giggles from the assembled crowd made Mallory’s face flush red while she breathed heavily on the floor. Olivia chuckled. “Well well well, I didn’t recognize you.” This got a couple more laughs from the crowd. “I was wondering where you had gone. Are you finally here to challenge me? Or just boast some more?” She was grinning, enjoying the sight of the once arrogant kid on the back foot for once. 

Mallory sniveled, finally catching her breath. She looked back at her mother alcremie, who gave her a determined nod. She struggled back to her feet and restarted her challenge. “Olivia, I’m here to challenge you.” The bravado she had tried to put in it before was gone, but replacing it was the same determination her mother alcremie had given her.

Her challenge bought a few more laughs from the crowd, but not from Olivia. She simply nodded. “Ah, very well then. I have some time now, let's go to the arena.” She was a gym leader after all. Even if she thought the challenge was foolish she couldn’t deny it.

With Olivia facing opposite to Mallory in the arena she shouted at her. “I hope you don’t think that because you have fairy types this will be easy. I know my pokemons weaknesses.” Mallory gulped, but clenched her fist and grabbed her first pokeball. 

The match seemed to be going well for Mallory. Her alcremie were able to tank a few hits from the non STAB attacks of the dragons and return with super effective hits that caused Olivia’s first few dragons to faint. The problems came when her Flygon made several of her alcremie sisters faint with Iron tail. Despite wearing down the Flygon and forcing her to swap it out, in the end Olivia was able to finish Mallory’s last Alcremie with her signature pokemon Dragapult. 

Mallory slumped to the ground, tears already streaming down her face. The sudden movement and force caused her overalls to split open and reveal her diapers to the already laughing crowd. What was worse was they were clearly yellowed. Olivia was trying not to laugh herself, needing to maintain a professional demeanor. The judge was about to declare Olivia the winner. “The challenger is ou-” He started, but Olivia stopped him.

Because Mallory clearly wasn’t out of pokemon. A new pokeball was placed in front of the crying Mallory, the master ball. The mother smiled down at her reassuringly and pat her on the head. She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and suppress the sobs so she could stand up again. Olivia’s face grew much more serious than it had been before. Her dragapult nodded back at her, acknowledging the challenge in front of them.

Mallory’s aclremie sisters were strong, but the mother aclremie was in a league of her own. Her defense and health were huge, hits seemed to tickle her. Olivia’s dragapult went down to a barrage of creamy fairy power and she started to sweat. It seemed whenever Olivia gained any ground on the alcremie it would recover with rest or giga drain. Mallory was giving good instructions but the alcremie didn’t seem to need them. The flygon that had given her daughters so much trouble went down easily to her.

In the end Olivia was defeated in a wave of creamy explosion, spreading alcremie cream all over the arena. She wiped it off her face and gave it a taste. “Mmm, pretty good.” Going for another bite. The judge declared Mallory the winner. Olivia walked over to congratulate her, finishing a handful of cream. Mallory for her part was indulging herself, having starved herself to be focused for the match.

“Great job Mal. Really. Even if your abnormal alcremie hadn’t stepped in I was going to congratulate you.” She scooped another chunk of cream off the top of a pile on the ground and munched on it idly. “It’s with great pleasure I present you with this, the dragon badge. Congrats kid you got your dream.” She put her free hand on Mallory’s shoulder. Mallory’s eyes were watering with happiness this time. “But uh, well come with me we can get you some new clothes. (and a change)” She said that last part under her breath.

The crowd was a bit busy tasting the alcremie cream, but managed to cheer for their gym leader and the new badge owner. Her Milcery and Alcremie watchers were crying with happiness around her cheering her. Mallory waddled awkwardly to the gyms locker room, trying to cover her soiled diapers, her mother alcremie close behind with her bag full of extra changes.

Epilogue: 

Mallory collected her eighth and final badge and tucked it in her badge case. She smirked, calling for a taxi to take her, and her crowd of alcremie, home. During her pokemon journey she had put on more weight, but for some reason she couldn’t explain, wanted to stick with more kid looking clothes. Her diaper poked out of her new shorteralls that showed off her enormous legs. She didn’t mind that much either anymore. As long as she got more alcremie cream and continued her pokemon journey she didn’t care about much else actually. When she arrived she met with an unexpected face. Olivia was there, and she was looking… softer than she had before. Her signature outfit, that of the dragon trainers, was traditionally skin tight latex. It was certainly still skin tight, perhaps more emphasis on the ‘tight’. Olivia’s new tummy made a pronounced bulge in the latex suit, and her exposed thighs looked like they jiggled quite a bit, with plenty of cellulite visible. Her chin even puffed out a little bit, though not quite making it to double chin (yet).

Mallory couldn’t help but grin at the sight. Olivia’s cape billowed in the wind as she tried to hold herself proudly. Clearly the clean up procedure after their gym battle had involved a lot more eating than cleaning.

“Mallory, just the girl I was looking for. I wanted to congratulate you on your eighth badge.” She released her pose and walked to her to lean in close, thighs jiggling just as much as Mallory imagined they would.. “I have a request of you and your… family.” She said nodding to the alcremie mother who was smiling kindly at her.

“Oh?” Mallory asked. “What might that be?”

“Well when your ah, friend here covered the arena in cream I couldn’t help but try some. It was so good I ended up saving some and uh.” Olivia cleared her throat. “Well I’m out now. Would she mind providing more?”

Mallory grinned. “Oh she’d be happy to do much more than that.”

“What do you mean?” Olivia asked.

“Why not spend some time with us? She’s happy to feed others, and I was planning on resting after all this traveling before taking on the Elite Four.” Mallory grinned devilishly.

Olivia seemed to consider this. On one hand she was a gym leader with responsibilities. On the other, her addiction called to her. “Well I suppose I could take… a few days off…” She lied to herself. Mallory grinned and led her back to her home.