A Kinky Game Of Thrones (private w/ AJbestpony)

[Jacie Sparkles]

“I did hear that, Your Grace,” Sansa replied. She set down her tea cup and looked closely at Dany. “The Queen of Thorns told Lady Margaery and myself very much about you indeed.”

In that moment Sansa ached to reach across the table and take hold of Dany’s hand, but she knew well it was not her place to. “I am so sorry for your past losses, Queen Daenerys, and for all that you have endured. But you are right, we must all look to the future. I for one am truly pleased and grateful that you have taken your rightful place as our new Queen.”

She sighed wistfully and added, “And I do hope when the time is right that you find someone worth to rule at your side. My brother Robb is as fine a man as any, every bit our father Lord Eddard’s son. Alas it is the way of the North that the King in the North should remain in Winterfell. Lady Margaery’s brother Ser Loras comes to mind as well, truly the finest knight in the Seven Kingdoms. Alas he has been seemingly averse to taking a wife for as long as I’ve known him.”

Another sudden thought crossed Sansa’s mind. “My other brother Jon, were he not bastard born and, as I am told, sworn to the Night’s Watch… I mistreated him, badly, because of his birth, but in truth he is our father’s son as much as Robb.”

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Tyrion grinned and nodded. “Of course. Do as you please my sweetheart. I’ve little authority here now. This is Queen Daenerys’s house, after all.”

Brienne nodded as well, curiously, and got up from her seat to accompany Shae. “I’ll take my leave for the moment. Call if you have any need for my assistance, however, Ser Jaime.”

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Dorcas nodded and huffed in satisfaction as she turned to accompany Senelle back to the Red Keep.

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"I am sure I will be delighted to meet every member of your household, baseborn or otherwise," Dany assured the Northern princess. "Soon as we receive reply from King Robb, we may decide upon next steps concerning the realm."

"Though Sansa has the right of it; Loras would be better suited to serving as your Kingsguard than as the husband of a noble lady or princess," said Margaery, "We should leave the political marriages to my other brothers Willas and Garlan. And although I treasure Sansa's company, I know that I may one day marry for political reasons, as well."

Just as she had that thought, one of Pycelle's acolytes approached. Having been confined to the Black Cells alongside the rest of the Lannister lapdogs, his acolytes were fulfilling the duties of Grand Maester until such time as the Citadel chose a new one. "Letter for you, Your Grace," he declared, holding it out.

Dany accepted it at once, broke the seal, and began to read. She nodded in approval as she read it. "It would seem your brother has consented to meet with me. He has asked that we might convene in Harrenhal, due to its equal distance from here and Winterfell, as well its status as neutral ground."

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Jaime smiled and simply waved the female knight off.

Shae proceeded to lead Brienne into the room adjoining Tyrion's quarters. She had been allotted her own, smaller yet no-less-cozy room which she had been given in the rare event that Tyrion wished to sleep alone.

Soon as she closed the door behind Brienne, she turned to the female knight and informed her, "Now that we are alone, I can show you." At once, she reached down to the hem of her short dress and pulled it up well past her waist, showing off the thick, bulky diaper hugging her hips.


(One thing I've realized; we have not established where Tommen is in all this. Myrcella might still be in Dorne, or she may return to King's Landing alongside Oberyn, Ellaria, and maybe the Sand Snakes, too)

[Jacie Sparkles]

“Harrenhal,” Sansa thought aloud, nodding in approval. “My brother is cautious it seems, and with good reason I must confess. Surely Your Grace is aware of the past history between House Targaryen and House Stark. Nevertheless I should very much like to see him again soon, and Harrenhal is indeed an easy journey from King’s Landing. Shall I write to him again, Your Grace, or do you intend to write to him directly this time?”

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Brienne stood and stared curiously at the fluffy diaper Shae was wearing. “I see,” she said softly, somewhat bemused. “It does look rather comfortable on you, clearly some of the finest gauze spun anywhere in the Seven Kingdoms.”

The would-be lady-knight pondered her next words carefully. “May I assume this is what you meant in saying wearing nappies can be practical, Shae? To have them on and comfortably in place for whenever you need to… make water? That is what you what you were referring to, is it not? Using the nappies for… the intended purpose?”

(Myrcella is mostly likely in Dorne. She could be in the care of Ellaria Sand and/or House Martell. Tommen is probably in the Black Cells with the rest of House Lannister besides the obvious exceptions… unless we want to have Dany treat him with the “kid gloves” so to speak… in which case he could be under “house arrest” at the Red Keep like Tyrion.)

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"It would be best if the missive came from the both of you," Margaery proposed before Dany could reply, "The bulk of the content could be written by you, Your Grace, to draft the finer points of the meeting and what will be discussed there. Then Sansa could include a paragraph or so of her own to inform her family that all is well. When they see the latter is in her hand, that should assure them."

"That sounds splendid," Dany remarked, smiling and nodding at her Hand's proposal. She turned to her handmaiden and told her, "Please have parchment, a quill, and an inkwell brought to us, Missandei."

She turned back to Margaery and Sansa and told them, "By the time we have the materials, we should have finished breaking our fast. Then we may finalize the particulars of the rendezvous in Harrenhal."

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(Tommen hasn't done anything that would warrant confinement in the Black Cells, so I think it would be better if he was kept in protective custody in Maegor's Holdfast alongside his uncles.)

"They are indeed quite comfortable and reassuring, as well as convenient in the way you might think," Shae admitted, still keeping her diaper visible to the taller woman, "However, they come with unexpected advantages."

She stepped closer to Brienne and revealed, "If you fold them against your nether regions in just the right way, they press up wonderfully against your womanly parts. It provides an unexpected sense of excitement."

"I myself tried nappies mostly out of curiosity, to see what my lady got out of them," she went on, "But once I realized just how pleasurable they could be, I thought perhaps I might wear them more often. I even wore them for my Lord Tyrion, and he enjoyed playing the role of my 'Daddy,' as he called it."

She finally lowered her skirt and said, "A few months ago, I would have thought one would have had to take leave of their senses to voluntarily wear nappies without having need of them. Yet I surprised myself."

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"Of course, Your Grace." Missandei relayed her queen's request to some of the retainers of the newly restored House Targaryen. Dany herself along with Sansa and Margaery were just finishing their late breakfast and tea when the writing implements were brought to the table.


Sansa took the opportunity to move her chair a little closer to Dany's, and felt her heart flutter a bit from being so close to the fierce yet gentle-hearted queen. Dany was quite thorough and gracious, Sansa thought, in laying out her specifications and expectations for meeting with the King in the North at Harrenhal in due time. Sansa then took up quill as well and reiterated her fondness for the new queen and her friendship with the Lady Hand, as well as her eagerness to reunite with Robb and any other members of House Stark who would accompany him.


When the missive was complete, Dany and Sansa both sealed with the insignias of their respective Houses. Missandei then refilled all four cups with the last of the tea, still quite warm and flavorful, so the foursome could enjoy a few more moments of their late breakfast together.


Sansa was already beginning to feel a familiar warm trickle into her diaper. It's just as well I've come to love my nappies so much, the Northern princess thought. I wonder if I'll ever even be able to hold my water again... or if it even matters at this point.


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(Agreed on Tommen. 'House arrest' or 'protective custody' makes the most sense. I also had an idea for turning the show's version of the Dorne arc on it's head... in which Jaime might travel to Dorne, with Brienne instead of Bronn, for Myrcella's marriage to Tristane Martell. Or maybe just betrothal agreement considering her age.)


"Yes, I must admit I find it surprising myself," Brienne replied. She was still staring curiously at Shae even as the rather pleasant-mannered whore lowered and smoothed out her skirts.


"Even so, thank you for confiding in me, Shae," the would-be lady-knight added. "I wouldn't be truthful if I said I wasn't at all interested or curious. Perhaps I too shall explore wearing a nappy for such purposes sometime soon. I think just now would not be practical. However, if Ser Jaime and I are allowed to remain at the Red Keep for the time being... perhaps a few nappies could be discreetly brought to my chambers later this evening?"

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Dany graciously wiped her mouth and fingers on a linen to clean away the grease and saliva from the meal she had just enjoyed, before she worked together with Sansa to compose the missive.

She put careful consideration into every word, as the message was meant to help finally and truly unite the realm for the first time since before her late father's reign.

All the while, Margaery watched on as her dear friend and their new queen drafted an appropriate response to House Stark. She found she was quite looking forward to meeting Sansa's family. In particular, she was curious to see if Robb Stark was every bit as gallant and valiant as she had heard.

Once the letter was taken off to the rookery, and the four lovely ladies sat to enjoy one more cup of tea, Dany suggested, "I have a long reign ahead of me, though having people like you by my side makes the stress all worthwhile. I hope we might think of each other not only as allies... but as friends."

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Shae was pleased to see that she may have won over Brienne to her newfound hobby so easily. Apparently, the enormous female warrior, while lacking largely in feminine attributes, was open to anything which might help her come to terms with the stress and pressures of her standing.

"I could certainly arrange to have some brought to your bedchamber later discreetly," Shae assured her, "But why wait until then to try it? Ser Jaime dismissed you for now, and you haven't any other duties to attend to until Her Grace summons you. So, why put off until later what can be done now?"

Shae then sauntered over to the chest before her bed, unlocked it, and opened it up, revealing a neatly assorted arrangement of diapers by size and thickness. She took out a very large yet somewhat thin one, figuring it would be perfect. She held it up and said, "This one could easily accommodate someone of your girth, as well as fit underneath your armor once you choose to redon it. So, why not go ahead and allow me to indulge you?"

Although Shae only ever bedded men, she was accustomed to using her charms on people of both sexes, proving to be most persuasive even to women. She expected that soon enough, Brienne would yield this battle.

(That's not a bad idea at all. Also, if you'd still like to do something which involves Ellaria diapering the Sand Snakes or Myrcella again, I'm still up for that.)

[Jacie Sparkles]

“Truly, Your Grace, nothing would please me more than for us to be friends,” said Sansa. She sat quietly for a moment and finished her tea. Then her eyes once again met the beautiful and exotic violet eyes of Queen Daenerys. “I can scarcely express how much I look forward to introducing you to my brother Robb at Harrenhal. You and the Lady Hand alike,” she added, giving Margaery a small smile and playful wink.

“And as Robb’s missive told us, it seems Jon will accompanying him as well, as a steward and representative of the Night’s Watch, Sansa added. “In truth, Your Grace, I know little about the duties of the Night’s Watch beyond the Wall, beyond the stories my Old Nan used to tell me and my sister and brothers. But it will good to see Jon again as well and make things right with him. I only wish our father had lived to tell Jon the circumstances of his birth. It saddens me to think the truth may never be known.”

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“I suppose that is a fair point,” said Brienne, “and I do appreciate the offer. Very well, I shall give it a try.” She couldn’t suppress a smile as she undid the clasps of her armor and carefully removed it, one section at a time, and set it aside.

She then moved to sit on the edge of the bed, keeping her eyes on the fluffy and indeed rather large-sized nappy in Shae’s hands. “It does appear that one will fit me,” she said, “though I am not quite sure how to fold it properly or position it on myself. Would you… be kind enough to instruct me, Shae?”

(Certainly… whenever it makes sense to send the story to Dorne, I’d be quite happy to redeux some of the scenarios we’ve done with Ellaria, Myrcella, and the Sand Snakes. Ellaria probably keeps her daughters and stepdaughters in nappies, and Myrcella as well as sort of a ‘baby sister’.)

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"I know what it is like to never know one's parents," Dany said, placing her hand on top of Sansa's, "Rest assured, your half-brother will be among friends. I look forward to meeting him and the rest of your house." There was also the matter of the dream she had had the previous night, about the dragon with the white direwolf.

Margaery beamed at the interaction between the two of them. Once the tea had been drained, she proposed, "As lovely as this encounter is, we've a city and a realm to rule in the meantime. But perhaps we might continue this at a later occasion, ideally in one of our bedchambers at day's end?"

"Yes, that sounds like a fine arrangement to me," Dany said in approval, slowly rising to her feet, giggling a bit when she felt her padding caress her nether regions. Soon enough, she would expect her diaper would be used for its intended purposes. If so, she was happy she had Missandei nearby to change her.

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Shae was quite pleased to have already won Brienne over. She even lent her a hand as she got undressed out of her armor and other apparel, including her smallclothes.

Although Brienne did not have much in the way of curves or a bosom, Shae was impressed with just how muscular she was. She did not doubt the heiress of Tarth would easily crush her if she so wished. As such, she elected to treat her with the utmost respect.

"I would be delighted," Shae insisted, moving Brienne onto her back. She then raised her legs a bit and slid the large unfolded diaper underneath her. After setting her down on it, she applied an appropriate amount of oil and powder. "Just in case you have cause to make use of it later," she assured Brienne.

With the proper application of the aforementioned materials, she swiftly pulled the front of the diaper up snugly between Brienne's legs, holding it against her well-toned abs. She then took up some pins and brought up the sides of the padding, before carefully securing them in place.

She made quite certain the garment was on properly, before patting the front of it and saying, "There we are, my lady. How does it feel?"

(That's about what I had in mind, and well in line both with what we have done so far and with I read in the books. Ellaria is much more empathetic and caring in the novels than in the show, as I may have mentioned before)

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Sansa was smiling from ear to ear as she got to her feet as well, and she held on to Dany’s hand for just a fleeting moment longer, before decorum would dictate she let go.

“Yes there is much to be done indeed,” she said, “even before we make ready to proceed to Harrenhal. Nevertheless some time together in the Maidenvault this even would be more lovely than I could adequately describe, if it could be arranged. Perhaps we might even enjoy each other’s company in just our nappies… much like we discussed when we found Her Grace so dressed this very morning,” Sansa added with a little-girlish giggle, beaming at both Queen Daenerys and Lady Margaery.

“In the meantime, Your Grace, would you like me to be at your side when you speak with Lord Tyrion today? Unlike the rest of his family he was indeed quite good to me, and it would be my pleasure to introduce you both, should you wish it.”

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Brienne was surprised, albeit rather pleasantly, that Shae took it upon herself to diaper her. She had a surprisingly skilled and tender touch, and Brienne held still as best she could to make the task as easy as she could.

“This feels…” Brienne reached down and curiously patted the fluffy diaper between her legs. It was pinned snugly around her waist yet not too tight. The cloth was just thick enough to feel exquisitely soft beneath her bottom but not so bulky that she felt like she couldn’t move. “Rather good actually,” Brienne decided aloud with a bit of a fond smirk. “Thank you, Shae,” she added graciously.

She sat up on the bed and put some of her clothing back on, though she decided to leave her diaper on full display, at least for a little while.

(Yes it’s long been my understanding that just about everything in Dorne was a butchery of the source material… and that Arianne Martell, not Ellaria Sand, is the vengeful one in the books.)

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Margaery was a little stunned when Sansa was the one who suggested that they might spend the night with the queen in only their diapers, as she had expected she would be the one to propose it first. It would seem the Northern princess was getting bolder and more daring with each day. She then looked to Dany, eager to hear her reaction.

The queen just smiled at the proposal and said, "You know what? That sounds just lovely. I would love to make a night of the three of us together. Of course, I would insist that Missandei join us, both to tend to our nappies, and because she has more than earned a break of her own."

Margaery had expected as much from the beautiful and gracious monarch, making a note that she and Sansa now had plans that evening.

"Yes, I think your presence at my first meeting with Lord Tyrion would be for the best," Dany replied, "Although Ser Jaime has already vouched for his character, your word as my friend would be even more meaningful."

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Shae had never doubted for a moment that Brienne would cherish the sensation of the thick padding around her loins. She herself had come to appreciate it straightaway, as well.

She happily helped the tall blonde knight put her tunic back on, and she smiled when she saw it did not cover her diaper at all. Shae went ahead and tucked part of her short skirt into her own diaper so that it, too, was fully visible.

Having pleased many men over the course of her lifetime, Shae had hardly ever been one for modesty. In fact, in the time since she had started wearing diapers, she had teased many a passing soldier or male servant to feel her up, always cherishing his reaction when he felt her padded posterior.

"Now, why don't you and I just talk a while?" Shae suggested, taking a seat beside the taller woman. "You do not strike me as one to gossip, but I'd like to ask: how do you TRULY see the Kingsl- er, Ser Jaime? And how do you think he's come to feel about you?"

(That is true, though Arianne's little uprising is quickly quelled by her father, though it DOES result in the death of Kingsguard Ser Arys Oakheart, as well as Myrcella becoming permanently scarred)