A Kinky Game Of Thrones (private w/ AJbestpony)

[Jacie Sparkles]

(Glad you like. I’ve had it for quite a while actually and I’m happy with how it came out. Personally I thought young Rhaenyra was kind of cute but not even close in beauty or charisma to Dany. Rhaenyra & Alicent did make a cute implied ship though… and they’re certainly a popular fan ship.)

(And sorry I got confused… for some reason I construed it as Ygritte saying she and Jon hadn’t actually used their nappies the conventional way at all.)

Catelyn smiled as she spread a fresh fluffy diaper beneath Ygritte, wrapped around the Wilding girl’s slender waist, and pinned it nicely in place… with a gentle pat for good measure.

“Jon always was a pragmatic and level-headed young man,” she said. “It does my heart good to see he’s found some love in his life, for once.” Catelyn leaned down and gave Ygritte a very gentle kiss on the forehead.

Once Ygritte was changed, Jon had found himself considerably more relaxed than he’d been just moments ago. “You may… assist me… as well, Lady Catelyn, if it would please you to do so.”

Catelyn’s smile widened as she nodded and turned her attention to Jon. As she’d done with Ygritte, she unpinned and removed the wet diaper, wiped his nether regions quite clean and applied oil and powder… all in a very thorough yet efficient manner most maternal indeed.

When she’d finished, Catelyn retrieved a pair of Jon’s smallclothes from the drawer in the wardrobe and brought them to the bed. He slipped into them quickly with a gracious nod of thanks.

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Robb nodded in agreement and positioned himself comfortably on the bed so Talisa could tend to his soaked diaper. He couldn’t resist giving her a playful pat on the back of her own diaper as well, before she got to work.

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“Of course Your Grace, whatever you please,” said Missandei. She got to work removing Dany’s wet diaper, cleansing and nourishing the Queen’s sensitive skin with damp cloth, oil, and powder as usual. She sprinkled a rather liberal amount of the latter as she spread a pair of fluffy diapers beneath Dany’s petite bottom. These were soon wrapped and pinned perfectly in place.

“If Your Grace will allow me to tend to my own nappy, I shall then help you dress for the throne room,” she said.

She took a moment to remove her wet diaper and clean herself up, and then slipped into a soft silken set of smallclothes.

Before long, the Queen and her devoted handmaiden were dressed for the day, with Dany looking beautiful and regal as ever and Missandei looking her usual striking self as well…

Just as Sansa and Margaery were rapping oh so gently on the door of the royal bedchamber.

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Brienne nodded. “And, as I said before, I shall vouch for your honor, Ser Jaime.”

[AJbestpony]

(Yeah, every fandom has at least a small minority who likes shipping the hero with the villain. Can't tell you how many crack Harry Potter x Draco Malfoy fanfics I've encountered in my day)

(No worries; glad to clear up the confusion)

Ygritte silently observed as Lady Catelyn cleaned Jon up, before helping him into his regular smallclothes. She found she was looking forward to later that night, when she would get to see Catelyn diaper Jon for real.

"Well, we'd best get ready for the day," she declared, getting to her feet, shamelessly standing in front of her lover and his stepmother in only her own nappies. She offered her hand to the former, saying, "Shall we get dressed?"

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Sitting on her heels, Talisa undid the pin of Robb's diaper and began to clean him up meticulously. It did not take her long, and soon as his groin was dry, she applied more powder and oil, before giving him his regular smallclothes.

She then laid onto her own back, spreading her legs to fully expose her own drenched diaper. "I am at your total mercy, Young Wolf," she said sensually. "There are still plenty of wounded whom I must attend to, so I may be quite busy today. Too busy to use the privy, so we'd best take precautions.

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"Thank you, as always, for the most professional nappy change, Missandei," Dany said merrily as she felt the new diaper secured around her waist. She then sat up and leaned back on her hands.

She watched like an innocent girl as her handmaiden removed her own wet diaper, cleaned herself up, and slipped into her regular smallclothes. She hoped that one of these days, she might have a chance to give Missandei a proper diaper change. But for now, she had other priorities.

Just as Missandei finished dressing herself in her regular everyday apparel, the rapping on Dany's bedchamber door came. "Who is it?" Dany called out at once.

"Lady Margaery and Princess Sansa, Your Grace," the Unsullied posted outside, White Rat, his name was, called out, "Shall I admit them?"

At that time, Dany was still in only her diaper, and while normally she would not expose herself to anyone, she had come to trust in the Rose of Highgarden and her Northern companion. She then giggled mischievously and said, "Let them in at once!"

She turned her full attention to the door, looking forward to seeing Margaery and Sansa's reactions at her nude-but-a-nappy state.

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The Kingslayer gave a soft smile. "For that, I shall be ever grateful, Lady Brienne. Perhaps if I emerge from this next meeting with my head still upon my shoulders, we may continue to make use of one another's companionship."

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"Aye, there's lot to be done today," Jon agreed.


He and Ygritte were soon dressed and, hand in hand, they made their way to Winterfell's great hall where breakfast would soon be laid out.


Catelyn, meanwhile, went to check on Arya and Rickon.


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Robb caught Talisa's meaning immediately, naturally, and he grinned as he spread one of the fluffy diapers beneath her. With more efficiency and familiarity than his previous attempt, he diapered her... gently oiling and powdering her skin with the same loving care she'd shown him for so long, and before long pinning her diaper nicely in place.


After that, he allowed her to dress him as befit the King in the North, and when they were ready he offered her his arm as they made their way to the great hall.


Nearly all of House Stark gathered at the high table, with Rickon on Osha's lap, along with their esteemed guests. Only Bran and Sansa were missing and their absence was felt. However, breakfast had only just began when the maester of Winterfell brought Robb two missives that had arrived via raven... one from King's Landing and one from Riverrun.


Sansa herself had written to inform Robb of her well being... that she'd been cared for most dearly by her new friend Margaery Tyrell... and also of her fascinating and most positive interactions with the new Queen on the Iron Throne, Daenerys Targaryen.


Meanwhile, Brynden and Edmure Tully had also received Sansa's missive at Riverrun and sent a corroborating missive to Robb at Winterfell.


Robb sighed and smiled with relief, and so did Jon where he sat nearby. Catelyn buried her face in her arms and wept with joy.


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Meanwhile, in King's Landing, in the Maidenvault, Sansa's jaw dropped and she wet her nappy a little in surprise when she beheld Queen Daenerys clad as she was.


"Good morning, Your Grace," she nearly stammered, curtsying to the Queen. "Lady Margaery and I were in fact just now jesting about making an appearance in only our nappies... it seems we were not the only ones to entertain such whimsical ideas."

[AJbestpony]

Arya and Rickon were both wet in varying degrees, and they happily allowed their mother to change them in turn.

Soon as they were done, they all headed to the Great Hall, where they settled on the dais.

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Talisa giggled like a little girl when Robb diligently changed her diaper. She felt he would likely make a great father when the day came for him to sire an heir.

Soon as her new diaper was fastened around her waist, she moved to get dressed alongside him, and then they, too, were off to the Great Hall.

Everyone broke their fast together for the first time in well over a year, and despite the encroaching danger of the Long Night, they were able to enjoy this meal to its fullest.

When Sansa's raven and Lord Brynden's arrived, everyone was pleased to hear that Daenerys Targaryen had thus far made a far more capable ruler than either of the men who had preceded her.

"Perhaps now we must decide upon a place to meet with her," Mance Rayder proposed.

"Indeed," Stannis concurred with the King-Beyond-The-Wall, "But where shall we convene? Daenerys may be unwilling to travel so far north into foreign territory, whereas it would be foolish for us to venture to King's Landing without erring heavily on the side of caution."

"Then maybe we should meet on neutral ground," Arya abruptly proposed. She then smiled and added, "And I may know just the place..."

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Having already emptied her bladder that morning, Margaery managed to avoid wetting herself, though she was still very stunned to see the beautiful young queen sitting on the foot of her bed in only her diapers. She looked so cute and infantile, yet so lovely and dignified all at the same time.

She smiled and said, "I applaud your boldness, Your Majesty. And what Sansa says is true, though we were not likely to go through with such a daring act."

"I understand completely," Dany asserted, slowly rising to her feet so that they could bask in her diapered nakedness. "However, suppose that on another date, the three of us might enjoy one another's company in such a state of dress. After all, we already share the same interest; what harm would there be in partaking in the same lifestyle?"

Margaery found she rather liked that suggestion, looking to Sansa and expecting she would agree, despite her own shock.

[Jacie Sparkles]

(Was battling a fatigue bug all weekend but have finally shaken it off. Should be back to normal this week.)



Robb gave Arya a proud smile. "Aye, my youngest sister shows sound wisdom," he said to all.


"Furthermore," the King in the North added, "We should select a place where our kinsmen and allies in the Riverlands can easily join us. Judging by the missives sent by both my sister Sansa and my great uncle Lord Brynden, I do believe Daenerys Stormborn has only good intentions. But as Lord Stannis said, we should indeed err on the side of caution."


Turning back to Arya, Robb's smile widened. "Where do you promise we ask the new queen to meet with us, Princess Arya?"


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Sansa nodded slowly and smiled. "Indeed, I would like that very much, Your Grace. Whenever it suits you, the Lady Hand and I would be overjoyed to share your company in naught but our nappies." She giggled softly at her own words, at the fleeting, whimsical thought. Then she cleared her throat, though her smile widened.


"Also, Your Grace," she added, "Lady Margaery and I have long wished to ask if you might wish to join us for tea and lemon cakes in the gardens, if that might please you sometime. Perhaps we could do so together with our nappies on under our party dresses... and then retreat to a more private setting."


Sansa nearly shivered at such delightful thoughts. She composed herself quickly, however, and turned her attention to more immediate matters.


"At the moment, however, Your Grace, the Lady Hand and I were just informed by some of Commander Grey Worm's men that Ser Jaime Lannister has come to the Red Keep and surrendered himself to your mercy."

[AJbestpony]

(It's quite alright. I was busy with stuff myself for most of it.)

Ygritte chuckled when she saw Arya grimace a bit at being addressed by her new title. She could not fault the young tomboy, given her apparent disdain for all things feminine and formal. The redhead felt she could relate, as she could imagine Lady Catelyn might try to make a proper lady out of her during her stay at Winterfell.

Arya herself just rolled her eyes at being called "princess," knowing Robb must have said that to annoy her. She would get back at him later. For now, she had every eye in the Great Hall on her.

She slowly rose from her chair on the dais and announced, "Before I was reunited with Mother in Riverrun, my travels took me all over the Riverlands. At one point, I was captured by Lord Tywin's forces and taken to Harrenhal."

She paused there so that everyone might begin to capture her meaning, before she continued with, "As we all know, Harren the Black and his family successfully held off any land invasion of their ancestral home. However, when Aegon the Conqueror arrived, he did what no one else could and attacked from the skies."

She heard soft mutterings to acknowledge that brief history lesson, and then she said, "If we were to convene at Harrenhal, we would meet halfway between here and King's Landing, and Queen Daenerys would be assured of her safety and her dragons' ability to protect her."

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"Princess Sansa speaks for both of us," Margaery asserted, holding her beloved's hand, "We actually considered inviting you to our room last night, though we elected to let you have the night to yourself, as we were certain you'd enjoy your first night in King's Landing by basking in your victory over the Usurper's widow."

"I appreciate your consideration, as well as your offer, and I would be happy to accept it," Dany told the Rose of Highgarden and the northern princess, "I am sure I could find some time to spare for the both of you. And if I could not, I will make some. My brother never let me have friends growing up, and I mean to make the most of your companionship."

Dany's smile faltered when she heard that news. Viserys had told her many a tale of the Kingslayer as she grew up, how he had betrayed and murdered their father in cold blood. He had spoken at length of how he would make Jaime Lannister suffer once they returned to the Seven Kingdoms.

But Viserys was long gone, and now it was up to Dany to decide his fate. The fact that he had voluntarily surrendered himself to her certainly bode well for him.

"That shall be my first order of business for the day, even before we break our fast," Dany declared, "I will see him just as soon as I have dressed."

Still standing in only her diapers, she waddled over to Missandei so that she might help her into a suitable gown.

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There were nods and murmurs of approval all throughout the great hall of Winterfell and nearly all eyes fell on Arya, clearly impressed with the young sister of the King in the North.

“Ah yes, Harrenhal,” said Robb. “I’ve not been there myself during my campaigns in the South but the ancient fortress needs no introduction… to anyone in this hall, I trust. And I agree it’s the optimal location at which to meet with Queen Daenerys.”

He looked over at Arya once again and added, “Truly a sound suggestion, Arya.” He gave her a smile and a nod. He’d seen her look of disdain moments ago, and truly hadn’t meant to annoy her. The Young Wolf was simply still getting acclimated to having nearly all of his family and bannermen alike gathered to him for the first time since becoming King in the North.

“Lord Stavros Frey can join us on the Kingsroad,” Robb continued, “while my great uncle Lord Brynden and the other Riverlords can meet us at the Crossroads by way of the River Road. From there we can proceed en masse to Harrenhal, assuming Queen Daenerys agrees to the arrangement. I shall send response missives to my sister Sansa as well as our allies in the Riverlands this morning.”

Robb turned to his brother for the first time. “Jon, I assume you will come with us as a Steward of the Night’s Watch, to inform the new Queen of the need to reinforce the Wall against the threat of the Others.” Jon nodded fondly, happy to be joining his brother in the endeavor. Robb meanwhile grinned and glanced at Ygritte. “And perhaps your friend would like to go as well, as a representative of the Free Folk.”

Turning then to Mance Rayder, Robb continued. “I assume the King Beyond The Wall will be looking to oversee the resettlement of the Free Folk on this side of the Wall. We shall determine a fitting corner of the North this morning, and your people can be on your way… provided those who are able will take their place at the Wall in vigilance against the Long Night, as we’ve agreed.”

“On that note,” Robb added, “I understand the one called Giantsbane showed exceptional courage and honor against a recent mutiny by traitorous men of the Night’s Watch and even saved my brother’s life, in addition to tearing apart a whole cohort of Roose Bolton’s men.”

Just as Robb finished, some of the guardsmen of House Stark came into the hall. “Your Grace, forgive the interruption but there’s been a most important arrival.”
“Hodor.” The gigantic halfwit lumbered into the hall with none other than Bran Stark on his back, flanked by Bran’s friends Jojen and Meera Reed…

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Missandei was smiling sweetly as she carefully laced up Dany’s corset, making sure her Queen would be most comfortable while looking her absolute best. She then helped Dany into one of her lovely regal dresses, lacing it up in the back and securing it perfectly, and smoothing the skirts so that Dany’s fluffy diaper was concealed entirely. She brushed Dany’s hair as well and redid the intricate braids she’d worn ever since she’d ridden as a Khaleesi.

“You look most beautiful, Your Grace,” she said softly.

From nearby Sansa nodded in approval. “I couldn’t agree more, Your Grace.” Indeed Sansa felt rather plain in the presence of the Mother of Dragons and the Rose of Highgarden… easily the most beautiful women in all the Seven Kingdoms. “And nothing would please me more than to share your company in friendship whenever possible, whenever it might please you.”

“For the moment, however,” Sansa added, “I feel I should inform Your Grace that Ser Jaime attacked my father Lord Eddard unprovoked in the streets of King’s Landing and crippled his leg. He is as treacherous and dangerous a man as his father Lord Tywin.”

Once the Queen was dressed for the day, the four women made ready to proceed to the throne room, escorted vigilantly by Ser Barristan, Ser Jorah, Grey Worm and others steadfastly loyal to the Mother of Dragons.

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Arya smiled proudly when she saw how everyone seemed to approve of her suggestion, feeling quite important at that moment.

"Not many of my people have ventured to the Neck, let alone further south of it," Mance stated, "I expect it will be a touch warmer than we are accustomed to, but I'd be a fool to decline the invitation."

"House Baratheon shall stand with you, as well, Robb Stark," Stannis proclaimed. Even now, he was reluctant to address Robb as "King," though he respected the younger man for how loved he was by his vassals. If anything, he envied him for having such love from his retainers.

Just as everyone was prepared to finish breakfast, Ygritte heard the sound of "Hodor," turning toward the source. She saw a direwolf and two short-statured people alongside a lumbering giant of a man who was carrying a young boy. Remembering Jon had a brother who was crippled, she reasoned that must have been him.

Her suspicions were confirmed a moment later when Arya rushed towards the new arrivals. Despite the thick diaper between her legs, she crossed the breadth of the Great Hall in record time. "Bran! You're home!"

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Margaery could not help staring at Dany's thickly padded bottom as she toddled towards her handmaiden. She looked so innocent and delicate yet classy and elegant all at once.

Dany kept very still as Missandei dressed her in one of her finest gowns, very pleased with the end result as she examined her reflection in the looking glass.

Although Dany was very pleased by Sansa's acceptance of her proposal, she sighed when she heard about Jaime's transgression against Sansa's late father. "The rumors that he laid with his sister... are they true?"

"They have not as yet been confirmed, though at this point, they would not surprise me in the slightest," said Margaery, "I will not tell you how to judge the Kingslayer, Your Grace. I will only caution you to be mindful of the lions."

"So I shall be," Dany solemnly declared, smoothing down her dress. "Now, I shall have words with Sir Jaime at once."

With that, she made her way towards the door, expecting Missandei, Margaery, and Sansa to follow.

[Jacie Sparkles]

(Are you thinking Mance Rayder would go south to Harrenhal with the others? I kinda thought he might take charge of setting up the Free Folk's new home south of the Wall, but I'm fine with whatever you prefer. Also do you have any specific area of the North in mind for the Free Folk to settle? There's a few different spots on the map I think could work. And finally, which of us should RP Bran? As usual I'm fine either way.)


Catelyn let out a shriek of surprise and elation, then wept silently where she shat.



Meanwhile Jon rose from his seat. "Bran!" He made his way over to Bran's group and kissed his little brother on the forehead. "You're safe! I heard from a friend of mine in the Night's Watch you were holed up in the Nightfort."


Bran gave a small nod and a knowing smile. Hodor nodded as well. "Hodor," he said with a grin.


Robb stood and addressed the entire hall. "This is indeed a joyous occasion... my little brother Bran has come home safe at last. And since we are to understand my sister Sansa is in good company in King's Landing for the moment, it seems House Stark will soon be whole again. Although... let us pray to the old gods to rest the spirit of my father Lord Eddard."


After a moment, the King in the North continued. "Jojen and Meera Reed... House Stark can never thank you adequately for the friendship and care you've shown to my brother. Please join us and make yourselves at home. We shall be happy to escort you back to Greywater Watch when we move southward in the days to come."


"And you as well, Hodor," Robb added, grinning fondly at the big man. "Make yourself at home."


"Hodor." With little effort at all, Hodor brought Bran to the high table and gently set him down on Catelyn's lap. Catelyn took her second youngest in her arms and embraced him close, kissing him softly.


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"Indeed Your Grace, there is no proof to the rumors," Sansa added. "However, you will surely notice the unmistakable resemblance between Ser Jaime and his... nephew. Moreover, I can say with certainty that Joffrey bears no resemblance whatsoever to his supposed father, the usurper Robert Baratheon. The Lady Hand and her grandmother Lady Olenna will no doubt concur."


They made their way from the Maidenvault to the throne room. Once Dany was settled once again on the Iron Throne, Sansa and Margaery stood on either side. Sansa felt enthralled to be upon the royal dais rather than up in the gallery, and she was mesmerized by just how regal Dany looked... truly born to rule the Seven Kingdoms, she was everything that Joffrey was not and even far more suited to the Iron Throne than Robert had been.


Missandei meanwhile took her usual low seat just beside the throne, close at Dany's right hand. Ser Barristan and Ser Jorah flanked them in the full armor of the Kingsguard.


Meanwhile Grey Worm and a few of his men went to retrieve Ser Jaime from the antechamber where he waited with Brienne. Brienne noticed their arrival first, having heard the footsteps and the unique sounds of the light, supple armor worn by the Unsullied.


"They've come, Ser Jaime," she whispered. "I believe it is time."

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(Sorry, you had Robb make so many announcements in your previous post that I got them a little mixed up. We can have Mance stay in the North and Tormund go south, if that's what you prefer.

I'll be Bran)

Jojen and Meera just nodded at the Young Wolf's praises. They were just glad to have seen Bran safely home and to have better prepared him for the struggles to come.

Having spent several months North of the Wall, Bran had only come to realize how much he had missed his ancestral home in the time since House Bolton had seized it.

Courtesy of the Three-Eyed Raven's teachings, Bran was well-aware that the Seven Kingdoms were about to be as united as they had been since before the Mad King's rule. As such, he had deemed it necessary to return south to rally the Seven Kingdoms against the King of the Dead and his massive army.

But that could wait until they met with Queen Daenerys, or at least until the next day. For now, all he wanted to do was cherish this reunion with his family.

He happily exchanged pleasantries with his siblings, and he hugged his mother tightly when she came to lift him out of the harness on Hodor's back.

He was very happy when she sat down at the dais with him on her lap. Undoubtedly, she would feel the soft cloth wrapped around his loins through his breeches, brought on by necessity due to the current state of his immobile legs.

(Also, could you have Catelyn make an idle comment about how all but one of her children are in nappies now? My goal is to have Arya overhear her, and either Catelyn could explain Robb's situation, or Arya could come to that conclusion on her own, and she decides to get back at Robb by taking Jon to the Young Wolf's bedchamber that night, which could be what leads to the two men discovering each other's fondness for padding.)

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The march to the throne room was a silent yet swift one. When they got there, she made her way to the Iron Throne and settled herself down. As before, she softly giggled when she felt her diaper press against her supple bottom as she took her place. It provided enough comfort to get her through the long day on this otherwise uncomfortable chair.

Margaery assumed her own place as Hand of the Queen, very eager to fulfill her newfound duties to the best of her ability. Though she hoped her first act would not have to be to order a man's execution, even if he WAS the murderer of the queen's father and an incestuous oath breaker besides.

Jaime solemnly made his way to the throne room alongside Brienne. Just before he got there, he told her, "I expect they will not permit me to carry arms in the queen's presence. So, it'd be best if you held on to this."

He removed his sword, still in its scabbard, from his belt and handed it over to the tall female knight. Soon as she accepted it, he would present himself to Daenerys.