Looking For Comfort In All The Wrong Places - a Maid RP (private)
 

Some might say Keith Olson was a person to be envied. He had been born to millionaire parents, grown up in a stately mansion, always ate the finest food, was gifted both academically and physically, and was popular among his peers. Indeed, he had never wanted for anything. Except, of course, his parents' love. They were always too busy to make much time for him, and that had always made him very sad.

Of course, the mansion's head maid, Vivian, had always been there to tend to him. So much so, that he considered her his mother. It especially helped because there were so many things she did for him, even now.

One afternoon, he got back home from his community college. Although he was expected to inherit his parents' business, he still wanted to attend college so that he might better himself. "I'm back!" he called out, even though he knew his parents were in Sweden right now.

"Hello, Young Master," Vivian said, hugging and kissing him.

The 21-year-old man smiled and hugged his faithful servant. "How are you today, Vivian?"

"I've been doing just fine," she said. "Anything I can do for you?"

"I'm good for now," he claimed, though his tone suggested there was something he was in need of.

"I think you need a change." Keith had never been toilet trained, and Vivian still changed his diapers, partly because she hoped she could get his parents to see him as more than an accessory at some point.

Keith blushed and said "I do believe you are right."

(Oh, there's another idea that came to me just now, and I wanted to mention it while it was on my mind. Maybe sometime we could focus on a juvenile facility which focuses on diapering and babying its inmates.)

(Yes, that can even be one of the next ones we do. I like that a lot)

Vivian smiled as she took him to his room.