Ash cringed at his mother's comments. "Mommy, I no baby!" Then he suddenly gasped. "Why I talk wike this? Why me in dipees? WHY?" He began crying, and was then aware of a mushy feeling in his diaper, and he cried harder.

"Oh Ash I am sorry." She said. "But you injured yourself and you regressed. You have to understand that it is for your own good."
She picked the crying boy up and began soothing him. "Would it make you feel better if I got you out of that messy diapee." She cooed.

"Pwease," Ash said in between sniffles. He actually liked the feeling of his mother soothing him and leaned his head on her chest.

Delia smiled at her son's reply. She carried him over to the changing table and began removing the soiled diaper.
"Baby made a big stinky." She cooed.
She began cleaning the boy's behind and privates.

Ash jumped a little at the cold wipes hitting his skin, but soon became quite relaxed. It actually felt nice to him that his mother was taking care of him this way, for he also missed the time he spent with his mother when he was younger. When Delia rubbed lotion and powder in, he giggled at the tickling sensation.

"Does that tickle?" She cooed. She got out a new diaper and taped it around her son's waist.
She leant down and blew a raspberry on Ash's stomach causing giggles to erupt from the boy.

When Ash's giggle fit died down, he felt so at peace that he temporarily forgot that he was in a teenager's body that was acting like an infant's, and acted like he truly was a baby. He raised his arms as a signal that he wanted to be held.

Delia smiled. "Do you want up?" She asked, just playing with him.
Delia picked him up anyway and began carrying him over to the playpen.
"Have fun with your toys." She said, placing him down.

In the playpen, Ash suddenly found something that he vaguely remembered: a stuffed Teddiursa holding a Pichu. He clung to it like it was all he had in the world and sucked his thumb in contentment. When he saw all the other toy Pokemon, he started having them do mock battles with each other. For the longest time Ash had completely forgotten about his frustrations and felt truly happy playing with these toys, in a diaper, being watched over by his mother. Suddenly, his stomach rumbled loudly, for he hadn't eaten in quite a while.

Delia smiled as she saw Ash enjoying the toys. It made her feel good inside to have her little baby boy again. She wanted him to stay like this forever.
Ash's stomach rumble brought her back to reality. "Is someone hungry?" She asked.

(Do you mind if Delia breastfeeds him?)