It was a quiet café at the edge of town. It was new, having opened a few days ago with no real fanfare or advertisement. Nicole had heard about it through word-of-mouth. Few people had apparently visited there yet, presumably due to its out-of-the-way location, but the idea of an Eevee-themed café sounded simply too wonderful for her to pass up on.

She certainly didn’t have to wonder if she was in the right place. Even if it weren’t for the sign reading “Lil’ Vee Café” on the front, the various depictions of a cute chibi Eevee and its evolutions decorating the front of the shop definitely made it clear that she was in the right place. And yet, the parking lot was almost empty. Even considering its location, why weren’t there more people here?

Still, she wasn’t going to complain. The front door had a clearly-visible “OPEN” sign on it and the lights appeared to be on, allaying her fears that the café might be closed at this late hour, so she opened the door and made her way inside.

The interior was fairly simple, a nice bluish-gray carpet with a simple wooden aesthetic, lit by old-fashioned-looking lamps. The café didn’t appear to have any customers at the moment, none of the tables having any food on them. But more confusingly, although there was a front desk right in front of her, there was nobody at said desk. In fact, looking around, she couldn’t see any staff members at all from where she was standing.

“Hello?” she called out. No answer. She looked at the front desk to see if there was one of those old-fashioned bells to ring for service. There was no such bell. She stepped back outside and looked at the schedule next to the door. According to the schedule, the café was indeed open. But when she stepped back inside, there were still no staff members in sight.

She waited patiently for a bit. Perhaps the person at the front counter needed to go to the bathroom? But after a while of standing there, she realized that would get her nowhere. Was this part of the reason why the café didn’t have many visitors, because of poor service? Whatever the case, it looked like she would need to go and seek out the staff herself. Perhaps along the way, she might find some Eevees and Eeveelutions too. After all, it made sense that there might be some here, given the theme.

As she looked around, she also took some time to appreciate the various paintings on the wall, in varying styles, of Eevee and its various evolutions. A few were even if hypothetical evolutions that might one day be discovered, such as a Flying-type Eeveelution covered in thick plumage. One stood out, though, in that it was not a painting at all. Instead it was an enlarged photograph with a particularly eye-catching frame around it. The photo, it seemed, was of the various staff members in their uniforms, each of which included an apron. Apparently, that was part of the uniform whether one was kitchen staff or not. Each staff member’s apron was themed around an Eeveelution, from the looks of it.

The man wearing a black apron with a hollow yellow circle on it was looking a mix of bored and grumpy, implying that he wasn’t really too interested in the whole “group photo” thing. The woman in the pale yellow apron with green leaves on it was smiling and had her arm on the Umbreon-themed man’s shoulders, seeming to be trying to urge him to lighten up. Glancing at the two in mild amusement was an older woman wearing a pale purple apron with a red dot on it. The woman wearing the pale blue apron with a dark blue diamond shape on it was gazing forward serenely, despite the energetic, perhaps even hyperactive, pose of the man wearing the yellow apron with a thick, jagged white circle on it. Next to him was a gentle, cheery-looking woman wearing a blue apron with pale yellow frill shapes on either side. In the center of the photo was a young woman with an ambitious and fiery look in her eyes, wearing an orange-red apron with with a simple pale-yellow flame shape on it. In front of the group of them, with a mischievous and sly expression, was a cute little Sylveon.

Nicole took a careful look at the picture. Great, now she’d definitely recognize them on sight! But did that mean there was only one Eeveelution here at the café, a lone Sylveon? To be fair, that was infinitely better than none, but she was hoping to encounter a wide variety of them here, perhaps even all of them and Eevee itself!

As it turns out, she apparently needn’t have worried. Once she looked away from the picture on the wall, she found that she now had company, not in the form of any staff members but instead a small Leafeon, much smaller than a normal Leafeon, not too much larger than the average Eevee. More interesting than its size, though, was its attire, as it was wearing a thick diaper on its hind apparently made for a Pokémon, complete with a hole for its tail. Said tail was wagging, the Leafeon looking up eagerly at Nicole with wide eyes and a cute smile.

Nicole couldn’t help but crouch down and pet the cute little Leafeon, which it leaned into eagerly. It gestured with its tail, as if beckoning someone over. Then, from under a nearby table came an Umbreon with a similar diaper, slowly walking over and then sitting down near the Leafeon, but a bit of distance away from Nicole. The Leafeon, however, didn’t see this as good enough, gently nudging the Umbreon toward Nicole with its tail until finally the Umbreon relented, getting closer. Nicole started petting Umbreon with the other hand, which she could tell the Umbreon was enjoying, but it seemed to be trying to pretend it didn’t.

As she petted them, though, the question of why they were wearing diapers came to the fore. They didn’t seem to mind them, at the very least, but it was still very strange. She didn’t know diapers for Pokémon even existed. Come to think of it, she’d never once seen a Pokémon need to go potty before. Were they even capable of needing diapers? If the answer was no, then why were the diapers needed? Maybe they were more for fashion, to make them look cuter and more baby-like?

A Flareon called out to her from behind. She turned around to see said Flareon, also quite small and wearing a diaper as well, though this one seemed to have a determined look. It was going to get attention, no matter what it took. Fortunately, it didn’t take much in this case, though this left Nicole with a bit of a dilemma, as she only had two hands to pet with. She decided to sit down on the floor and alternate between the three, an arrangement that the Flareon seemed quite satisfied with.

The promise of attention from the visiting human was, it seemed, too much for the Pokémon of the café to resist. Next to arrive was a Vaporeon, who quickly flopped onto its back for belly rubs, which Nicole happily provided. After that came an Espeon, who seemed content with simply laying down and casually watching what was going on from the vantage point of a nearby table, though Nicole did reach out to it with a quick scritch nonetheless. A Jolteon came dashing in next, with a small red hand towel partially tied around its neck, creating a sort of pseudo-cape for it, though it still also wore the same sort of diaper the others were wearing. The Jolteon dashed up to Nicole for cuddles and pettings, but soon was hopping around the room, apparently unable to contain its energy and eager to pretend to be a superhero. Then came in a Glaceon, who glanced at the Jolteon’s antics with some amusement, then proceeded to cuddle up to Nicole as well.

The last one to come in was a Sylveon. Unlike the rest, this one was full-sized, not wearing a diaper. The rest of the Eeveelutions looked toward her with fondness, some also mixed with excitement, while the Umbreon seemed somewhat embarrassed upon seeing the Sylveon. The Sylveon herself had a caring look to it, yet also a sly and cunning one. From that alone, there was no doubt about it: This was the same Sylveon that was in that picture.

The Sylveon gracefully walked up to the group, petting the other Eeveelutions with its ribbons and giving nuzzles. Nicole tried petting the Sylveon, but it always seemed to turn it around on her, slipping out of the pettings and instead petting and nuzzling her just as it was with the other Eeveelutions. And somehow, for Nicole, it felt very comforting. In fact, she felt a comforting warmth from it, as if she were being covered in a blanket.

What she did not realize, though, was that the warmth was from fur starting to grow under her shirt.

“You’re an odd one, aren’t you?” Nicole said with a chuckle toward the Sylveon, who in turn responded with a tail swish and a glance that seemed to say, ‘Oh, you have no idea’. Nicole continued petting the group of them for a bit, then asked, “So, where are your trainers?” The Pokémon did not answer, of course. She hadn’t expected them to respond in words she could understand, naturally, but they were generally able to understand simple human speech, so she figured it was worth a shot to at least ask.

After a while more of petting, she began to stand up. “Well, it’s been fun, but I really do need to look for...” But then, she realized something was amiss. The first thing she noticed was unusual was her voice. It sounded higher-pitched than normal. From there,  having noticed one thing wrong, she began to notice many more signs that not all was right. Her shoes felt fairly loose, her normally-knee-high socks now bunched up around her ankles. Her shirt felt abnormally loose as well. The final hint, though, was when she finished standing up and her shorts fell down around her ankles. At first, she went to cover herself, but when she looked down she saw that she was in fact still covered down there... but it wasn’t by her shorts. Instead, it was by a poofy diaper, much like the Eeveelutions were wearing.

How in the world had she not noticed that? It was as if the diaper had somehow materialized on her just as her shorts were falling down. Or perhaps it had formed slowly and gradually, somehow? Both ideas seemed absolutely absurd, but so did the idea that the Eeveelutions could have snuck it on her without her noticing. But then again, how could it have happened otherwise?

She pushed that question aside, though, to think about the more pressing one. Why had her clothes grown so large and ill-fitting? For that matter, the Eeveelutions seemed to have grown and... it was at that point that she realized that nothing had grown at all. She, instead, was shrinking.

Just then, though, she noticed something odd. She felt especially warm under her shirt. Not only that, but she couldn’t feel her shirt on her body so clearly, as if there were another layer separating her skin from her shirt. She quickly took off her shirt, discovering the reason why: Underneath her shirt, all over her belly and chest, she was covered in brown fur. Touching her back with her hand, she confirmed that her back was covered in fur as well. What was going on?

The Sylveon was continuing as if nothing was going on, petting and cuddling with the others and with her as she was changing. The other Eeveelutions, however, were all focused on her, some with eagerness, some with a calm fascination, and Umbreon with feigned indifference. Leafeon gave a cute little cheer as something quickly grew from the back of Nicole’s padding. Nicole looked back to find something behind her covered in thick fuzz, colored brown with a white tip. This thing behind her felt like it was attached to her and its movements responded to her mental commands. It was... her tail. A tail, in fact, that looked just like Eevee’s big, bushy tail.

She looked again at the photo on the wall. It seemed she didn’t need to look for the staff members in that picture after all. She had, in fact, already found them.

As she continued shrinking down, now about the height of one of the café’s tables, brown fur spreading down her arms and legs, she felt like she should be panicking, or at least rather embarrassed at suddenly wearing a diaper, comfortable and soft though it was. However, looking at the Sylveon again, she found herself unable to be too worried or self-conscious. Much as a part of her wanted to think of herself as grown-up and self-sufficient, she found herself feeling strangely eager to be cared for and protected, to be shown love just as Sylveon was showing the other Eeveelutions and was already showing her. Even now, Sylveon was rubbing the top of her head with a forepaw. Meanwhile, she watched as her hands were being covered in brown fur, her fingers shortening and her fingernails turning to small claws as her hand changed to cute little Eevee forepaws.

Her torso was starting to thicken up now, as her slender human form was being replaced with a much smaller, more compact Pokémon form. Her arms and legs were altering themselves to more appropriate shapes for a quadrupedal being, her hind legs shortening to match the length of her new forelegs. Soon, she found it difficult to keep balancing on her hind legs and got on all fours. She looked back as she kicked off her shoes and socks, which were now far too large for her shrinking body, getting a good look at her feet as they were quickly covered by fur, being reshaped into cute little hindpaws. She couldn’t help but blush a bit, as she realized she had internally referred to her new hindpaws as cute. A part of her still felt like she should object, like she should want to change back. But a much stronger part of her wanted to be small and cute, just like a little baby Eevee.

Nicole hadn’t noticed Sylveon leave, but just then it arrived back, carrying with its ribbons a small hand mirror which had likely belonged to one of the employees back when they were human. Even being so small, the mirror was plenty big enough for Nicole, who was now no bigger than a housecat and shrinking down further by the moment. With the aid of the hand mirror, Nicole could observe the rest of her transformation. Nicole sat down, feeling the soft, thick diaper under her hind offering a nice cushion for her to sit on as she watched.

Next to change was her neck, before the fur moved up the back of her head. Rather than new fur growing in, her dark brown hair was being shortened and changed into fur. She’d worked hard on that hairstyle, but she couldn’t bring herself to be upset nonetheless, as her new fur was just so cute. Next, her ears were covered in fur, reshaping themselves significantly as they shifted position to the top of her head, becoming long and pointed. She gave a cute little squeal of delight as she watched, then the little Leafeon cuddled up to her side and gave a nuzzle, which she returned happily. At this point, though, the Leafeon no longer seemed little. In fact, Nicole was now the same size as Leafeon, though the similarity in size wouldn’t last, as she was slowly shrinking down further still.

She watched in the mirror as the fur closed in around her face, before finally starting to claim it as well. Her eyes changed from green to dark brown, becoming a bit larger in comparison to the rest of her face, giving her an innocent wide-eyed look. Then, her nose shrunk down to a cute little black nose, before her nose and mouth pushed out a bit from her face, giving her a short muzzle.

After that, there were no further changes. Nicole had stopped shrinking down, now only about five inches in length, easily the smallest one there. Her transformation was complete.

There was a brief moment of quiet, as Nicole took time to fully look herself over and appreciate her new form. Then, Jolteon rushed over and cuddled up to her. Flareon did the same, not wishing to be outdone. Leafeon cuddled up to her next, nudging Umbreon with its tail until Umbreon too relented and cuddled up to the new baby Eevee as well. Vaporeon was next to join the cuddle pile, soon followed by Glaceon, who also gave the new Eevee a nuzzle for good measure. Espeon hopped down from the tail and casually joined in as well. Last to join was Sylveon, who laid down and curled up around the group of them contentedly.