“Boss? Yes, sorry, you know how slippery those twerps are. We’ll get ‘em next time, I promise,” Meowth said over his cellphone, holding it against his ear with his shoulder. He had managed to capture not only Ash's Pikachu, but even Ash himself, due to the latter's recent transformation into a Pikachu! But right now he was having far too much fun with them to hand them over to the boss just yet.

Pikachu was currently strapped down into a chair, struggling to remove the straps that held him securely in place as he protested and complained through the large pacifier that had been stuffed into his mouth - with straps wrapped around his face to keep him from spitting it out. He even had a pair of stickers on his cheeks to keep him from discharging electricity, and had been outfitted with a thick, soft diaper just to further humiliate him!

Ash, meanwhile, was dressed in an even thicker and poofier diaper, along with a frilly pink bib wrapped around his neck and another pair of stickers covering his own cheeks. Meowth was currently cradling him in his arms and gently petting his head as he fed him a big bottle full of milk, the former trainer looking so miserable and embarrassed as he was forced to drink it all down.