Renababy

Another fun reward, this time featuring the (arguably best) digiduo Rika and Renamon! Our lovely Canniuss Wrath was even wonderful enough to commission an accompanying picture, so please do enjoy!!!

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“DIAMOND STORM!!!”

A single shout brought forth several sharpened, glowing little leafs flying in all sorts of directions.

Just barely managing to roll out of the way and take refuge behind the slides of the playground, the sole Wizardmon huffed in exhaustion…

“Ha...haha...I just wanted to practice my magic was all, I don’t know why she took it so personally…”
The robed entity muttered to himself as he tried to catch his breath.

It was a harmless enough experiment, just a simple test of how well his invisibility spell worked by sneaking around and playing a couple of small pranks on some unaware digimon.

Or at least...a digimon he THOUGHT was caught unaware.

Renamon, who’d been doing as she’d been instructed as always and training in the evening, was quick to catch on to the sneaking digimon playfully throwing rocks towards her.
A single glare in his direction was all it took for the recently-digivolved Wizardmon to lose concentration on his invisibility spell.

And soon after, the chase ensued!!!
Taking it as a proper challenge, Renamon hunted the thing down for nearly an hour, throwing attacks left and right at it in order to get stronger as she wanted.

But for what he lacked in training, the Wizardmon was quick, able to give her the slip just enough to have not taken any damage and end up in this children’s playground!

Even still, his energy was drained. And as the approaching kitsune digimon slowly made her way closer with paws shrouded in ethereal-looking flames, he needed to think fast…

“Gaaah, come on Wizardmon, think, THINK!!!
Any trick will do, it just has to be distracting…”

“Enough wasting time, stop disgracing yourself and appear already!!!” Renamon called out, having sensed just where the desperate digimon was now, Renamon leapt towards the slides ready to deal the final blow.

Wizardmon scrambled in place, clutching his staff with both hands now.
And the pursuing yellow flash came crashing down towards the head of the staff, a bright light flashed between the two, sending both in opposite directions!!!!

“U-Ugh...what in the world…”

Renamon thought to herself as she slowly stood up, one paw to her head...and another running over something strange.
Crinkly…

“Ha...I-I’m alive...I actually survived that!”

Wizardmon began to stir as well, looking at his own two gloved hands in shock as he realized he was still in the game!

But his own personal amazement was soon drowned out as he looked up to the other party, making his eyes go wide underneath that large floppy hat!!!

“W-WHAT KIND OF TRICKERY-”

Renamon shouted aloud as her eyes finally focused on that strange, crinkly feeling.

Looking down, around her thick, powerful hips seemed to be a ruffly, cloth-backed garment worn nice and snuggly.

From front to back, it was covered in cute little brightly colored will-o-wisp designs across a puffed up padded crotch, accessorizing what would otherwise be just a plain white disposable garment.

Even though they were both digimon, both Wizardmon and Renamon both recognized it...these were diapers!

Training pants!!

Specifically….PULLUPS!!!

“I-It worked! I actually did something concrete, haha!!!
I mean it’s a weird...sorta pointless effect I guess, but it’s a step closer for sur-GWAHAHAHA!!!”

Simply excited over what was the new champion-level digimon’s first truly successful spell, Wizardmon just barely caught a glimpse of the second storm of leaves thrown towards him in the playground.
Slashed and carried by an unseen force, he’s ultimately thrown into the jungle gym and effectively held captive for a moment as he tries to free himself…

“A ridiculous trick like this won’t help you in battle!
Now stay there while I…”

And as Renamon trails off, she begins to grasp at the pullup and attempts to tug it down...to no avail.

She tugs, harder and harder yet with no more than a light budging…

With a slightly flustered grasp at the sides of the pullup, she tears at it the best she can...with barely a rip!!!

“NNNGH….why won’t this thing come off!?”
She grunts out behind somewhat grit teeth as she tears at the side little by little, having to put forth way more strength than she should’ve needed to.

Meanwhile Wizardmon had begun to slowly maneuver out of the nest of metal bars, poking his head up through the top nervously, if not the least bit...amused.

“I’ve gotta get outta here!!!
B-But thank goodness that’s the one spell that’ll stick...wonder if she’ll need potty training after that one...”

“Just...come...OFF!!!”
The kitsune struggles and struggles until she manages at last to rip the pullup’s left wing in two!!!
With a triumphant swipe of her paws, the thing is flung to the side as she now glares back towards the jungle gym!...but, it was simply too late.

“NOW THEN-...o-oh…”

Despite having clearly had the upper hand, Renamon would end this fight empty handed as she sees no sight of the Wizardmon in question.
She did, however, notice a distinct...puffening.
Down at her hips, much like the feeling of the strange cutesy garment that adorned her before, a new and similar feeling appeared!

And with it came the same crinkly source…

“Another one!?
H-How did he…”

By this point Renamon was wondering if she’d taken on a trickier opponent than she’d thought.
As she tore at this pullup, it seemed even harder than the last! It took double the time she took for the first one to finally rip it off entirely, tossing it to a trash can with a single kick!
But no sooner than when she did would another one appear, just the same as the last two…

“A curse rather than a trick...I’ll need to defeat him after all to get rid of it...dammit!”
The frustrated rookie-level thought to herself, growing more and more flustered as she stared at the designs of her pullup.
Physically weak as he was, he was still a champion-level...she’d definitely need Rika’s help with this, but to show herself like this would be-

“Oh look honey!
I think I see a fox over here~”

Upon hearing the voices and footsteps of what seemed like a couple coming closer, Renamon vanished!
Jumping from lamp post to tree, she kept herself hidden best she could as she came to the conclusion that she couldn’t do this alone.

With every subtle crinkle of her disposable training panties reminding her along the way…

…

“Where the heck is she…”

As the battle-turned-belittlement happened a couple blocks away, Rika Nonoka sat at her desk doing her homework...or at least, attempting to do so.

Rapidly tapping her pen against her desk, she couldn’t help but wonder why her digimon hadn’t returned from her nightly training yet.

Not that she cared that much or anything, she simply wanted to know!!!

And as she was having that thought, she heard the softest crinkle come the opposite side of the household…

“Hello?

...Renamon, is that you?”

Rika said as she cautiously made her way down the hallway, seeing a peek of light emerging from the bathroom door.
Tiptoeing her way towards it hoping to not wake her grandmother, Rika slowly opened the slightly ajar door to see something odd…

“They just keep coming!!!!”

Renamon fussed to herself as she tore another pullup off her body...and added to a pile of seven others scattered upon the floor!

And just like that, as the eighth fell to the floor, the ninth appeared on her hips!

“What in the world are you doing!?”

Rika exclaimed, perhaps a bit louder than she should’ve, absolutely startling the poor kitsune who’d been so uncharacteristically distracted and unaware.

She jumped in her own spot, quickly pushing both her paws between her thighs in attempts to hide the garment...to no avail of course.

“What the heck are you wearing diapers for!?
...and why are there so many of them!?!?”

Rika totally flipped out, with Renamon struggling to come up with answers more and more.

“I...e-err, well…”

“I thought I had a partner, not something I had to babysit!”

“I-It’s not that at all, Rika! Just let me explai-”

“Ugh! I can’t believe this, how am I supposed to become the best tamer with a BABY as a partner!? I might as well find myself a better digimon.”

“Rika, please just l-listen…”

The pressure was growing even more as Rika laid into the poor digimon, and an odd sensation was filling her up now.
Though Renamon had always been a mature, prideful digimon who would keep calm even in awkward or embarrassing situations like this, she was overcome with powerful urges to...cry.

Flustered, upset, almost wanting to throw a tantrum even! All these feelings were new to the kitsune, and all wanted to come out at once.
But instead, she just held it all in, manifesting itself in one particular area until finally…

“O-Oh...no not...n-n-now…”

prrrrRRRRRRLLSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRLRPPPP~!

Both Rika and Renamon were silenced by an increasingly loud hissing emerging from between the digimon’s thighs.
Though her paws were pressed firmly into the crotch of the pullup, hints of a light yellow began spreading across the white cloth backing, enveloping the small multi-colored flame designs and making them fade away…

“No way...you are NOT wetting yourself right now!!!”

Rika watched in total disbelief as Renamon just stood there, trembling as the overwhelming need to pee became an unstoppable flow.

Her ears lowered, and tail wrapped around her legs nervously as she entirely lost control.
In her mind, she KNEW this had to be Wizardmon’s doing!
But for some reason, that rational conclusion was being clouded by all sorts of silly, whining little thoughts. And though she was able to hold it back, those indigo eyes of hers stung with tears…

“I-I’m sorry, Rika...it was...s-some DUMMY digimon who did this…”

“...”dummy”?
...pfft...ehehahaha...a-are you serious?”
Rika asked as her initial confusion and disappointment turned to a slight giggle, something Renamon had hardly ever seen on her new, somewhat ruthless partner.

As Rika fell into a girlish fit of laughter, Renamon finally finished having her accident, now far too ashamed to look the tamer in the face…

“I-I’m...sewious!
AHEM...serious! A-Although I suppose it was my carelessness that let him cast the curse...t-truly I’m far too weak to-”

“Whatever! Let’s just get this over with then…”

The red-headed girl cut her off, walking forward and tearing at the sides of the pullup nice and easy, completely contrary to how much effort Renamon needed to do it herself.

“W-Wha...Rika…”

“Listen, I don’t care what excuse you have for it...but if there’s some strong digimon out there, then we just have to beat it.
And if it just happens to be the reason you’re a little diaper-soaking baby right now, then that’s double the incentive right? So quit soaking your training pants and let’s go!”

And for what could’ve been the first time in their short relationship, Renamon saw just a hint of care in Rika.
Or perhaps...it was just an indifference to anything but growth in power.
But either way, those words seemed to reassure the digimon and bring her mind out of what was beginning to be a regression in both intelligence and personality…

As the now soggy pullup fell to the floor with a wet plop, just like that a new garment appeared, though this time much thicker!

“Geeze, this one’s even worse...you’d better be able to fight in these.”
Rika complained a little as Renamon took a look down to see the notably bulkier padding between her thighs, with the ghostly flames now having become cute little kit faces patterned all across, front to back.
With four tapes at either side of the garment, it looked much more like a traditional diaper than any training pants…

“T-The curse is...getting worse…”
She lamented, definitely feeling the difference in movement as she attempted to waddle forward, crinkling way louder as now plastic-backing rustled against itself…

“Then let’s get a move on! Cause I’m definitely not changing dirty diapers, got it!?”
Rika said rather authoritatively as she already began marching out the bathroom.
Renamon, still somewhat shocked by the reaction or maybe lack thereof, simply followed.
It seemed that even with her steadily growing childishness and Rika’s general disposition, the two were of one mind still, ready to take on any foe for the united goal of strength.

However, those united minds did seem to forget one little thing…

“Rika, dear, is that you making all that noise in her-OH MY!!!”

And right as the two had left, Rika’s grandmother had made her way towards the bathroom after hearing the exclamations and crinkling throughout the house.
Of course, the only thing she found were several pullups on the floor, including one notably soaked one…
What the woman would do with this discovery though remained to be seen...