A Kinky Game Of Thrones (private w/ AJbestpony)

[Jacie Sparkles]

"It would be my pleasure, Your Grace," said Sansa as they made their way, side by side, to Dany's office.


Meanwhile, Tyrion and Jaime were conversing in Tyrion's chambers when a few of the Unsullied came to the door, with Grey Worm in the lead.


"Lord Tyrion, it is time," said the commander of the Unsullied. "Her Grace awaits you in her office."


"Of course," replied Tyrion. To Jaime he added, "I shall attempt to speak with Her Grace regarding our father, and see if she will allow you to speak with him before Prince Oberyn arrives to seek justice."


The Imp got up from his seat and allowed Grey Worm and the other Unsullied to escort him to the Queen's office, where he was intrigued to find Queen Daenerys at her royal desk... with Sansa Stark standing close beside her. Tyrion greeted them both with a gracious bow.


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Meanwhile, Brienne sat on the edge of the bed with Shae beside her, their fluffy diapers on full display. She smirked, a little shyly, as the smaller woman asked her thoughts about Ser Jaime.


"Ser Jaime is a good man," she replied. "He saved my life twice during our journey from Robb Stark's encampment to King's Landing, at great risk to his own life and limbs."


She told Shae, much like she'd told Queen Daenerys, how Jaime had saved her from Roose Bolton's men and from the fighting pit with the bear.


"His courage and honor far exceed what his reputation would suggest," Brienne added. She didn't reveal Jaime's true reasons for killing King Aerys... that was for Jaime himself, or Queen Daenerys, to say. "And I do think he cares for me, considerably... though the exact nature of his feelings, I cannot say."

[AJbestpony]

“Best of luck to you, though knowing your sharp tongue and sharper wits, you may not need it,” Jaime bade his younger brother, watching as he went off with Grey Worm and the other Unsullied.

As this meeting did not necessitate his presence yet he was still in Tyrion’s bedchamber, he decided he might as well retreat to his own allotted room. He could have waited on Brianne to return, but he figured she would come to him when she was ready.

Dany watched as Tyrion approached the desk and took a seat across from her, as gracefully as one of his stature could. He was not a handsome man, but he did not want for the famous Lannister pride.

“Good morning, Lord Tyrion,” Margaery greeted the Imp as she stood dutifully at Dany’s side, “It is my great pleasure to introduce your sister’s successor, Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, the First of Her Name, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, the Mother of Dragons, the Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, the Unburnt, the Breaker of Chains.“

Dany was impressed by how quickly the Rose had learned her full title, and she smiled at the dwarf, saying “My Lady Hand and Princess Sansa both speak fondly of you, my lord.”

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Shae listened intently to Brienne’s recollection of her adventures with Jaime, awed by her account of his gallantry and the way he fought to protect her honor.

By the end, she reached an arm out and placed a hand on the blond giantess’ shoulder, saying “In truth, I did not care overmuch for Lord Tyrion when first we met, though he has proven to be a much better man than any with whom I have laid previously.”

Leaning back and shifting her position on her thick, bulky diaper, Shae added, “If you have developed similar feelings for his brother, there is no fault in that. If you are worried he may be intimidated by your size or strength, there are ways to remedy that.”

She again leaned forward and patted Brianne’s padded crotch, adding in “A good way to start would be for him to see you as a touch more delicate, and this could very well achieve just that objective.”

[Jacie Sparkles]

Tyrion sat across from Queen Daenerys with a curious expression. His skepticism and wit were known to all, but he seemed to be regarding the new queen with a certain degree of fascination. Sansa thought he looked more impressed by a first meeting than she’d ever seen him before. It seemed even the notorious Imp was affected by the magnetism and charisma of Daenerys Stormborn.

“Thank you, Your Grace, for the opportunity to meet you in person,” said Tyrion. “And I must thank the Lady Hand and Princess Sansa for their votes of confidence as well. It pleases me to see the Princess of Winterfell looking quite well. I trust Your Grace has treated her as befits such a gentle and elegant lady, unlike your predecessor my nephew.”

Sansa smiled softly at Tyrion’s gentle and more or less genuine flattery, but said nothing for now.

“Let us speak plainly, if it pleases Your Grace,” Tyrion added, looking Daenerys in the eye. “How may I be of service to the new Queen of the Seven Kingdoms?”

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Brienne blushed at Shae’s suggestion and playful touch. The thought of Ser Jaime seeing her like this… with her nappy on like a newborn babe… she sighed and shook her head, and stared at the floor.

“I… I can’t say for certain how I feel about that, Shae,” she confessed. She patted the front of her diaper. “While I must admit I am rather liking the feel of this nappy… I had always hoped Ser Jaime would see me as the knight I’ve long aspired to be, rather than something… delicate… as you put it.”

She stared at the floor for another moment, then looked at Shae with a small smile. “I shall consider your suggestion, nonetheless.”

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Dany was pleased with the decorum Lord Tyrion carried himself with. "After growing up listening to the stories of your father and brother's betrayal, it is refreshing to meet someone from House Lannister with your character. Though it would seem I was wrong about Ser Jaime; he was right to do as he did to save the people of this city."

Margaery smiled at the queen's choice of words. "Moreover, he has vouched for your character. As such, Her Grace and I have elected to reappoint you to your previous office as Master of Coin."

"The choice is yours, should you wish it," Dany added, sitting forward with her hands on the desk. She sat up just enough that she could still feel her padding press up against the top of her thighs. It was quite comforting, to say the least.

"Furthermore," Margaery added, "We have plans to meet with King Robb at Harrenhal to discuss the full reunification of the realm. If you and your brother would be ideal to represent the Westerlands, as your nephew and queen have been subjected to a unique punishment, and your father is to be turned over to Dorne when their delegation arrived."

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"We may have just met, but I swear on what honor I have that I would not steer you wrong," Shae asserted, placing her other hand on Brienne's shoulder, "Even when I elected to wear nappies outside of my love-making session with Lord Tyrion, he still sees me as a woman worthy of his affection and kindness."

Gazing down at the diaper which hugged Brienne's wide hips, she added, "By how he speaks of his brother, and judging by how your relationship with Ser Jaime has progressed since you first met, he has already come to see you as equal to any actual knight in these Seven Kingdoms. What you choose to wear would likely make little difference. If anything, he may come to admire you for being so bold and daring."

"Be that as it may," Shae added after a pause, "The decision is yours. But if you choose to let him see you in a nappy, you have my full support."

[Jacie Sparkles]

Tyrion sat quietly for a moment, pondering the words of the new Queen and her Lady Hand. Eventually, he nodded slowly.

“In truth, Your Grace, I must tell you that even I did not know the reasoning behind what my brother did until now,” he explained. “It grieves me to know that he has carried such a weight undeservedly all these years, for Ser Jaime is the only member of my family who has shown me any decency.”

Tyrion cleared his throat and continued. “Again let us speak plainly, Your Grace. Cersei and Joffrey have been punished as greatly befits the sort of petulant and cruel people that that they are. It gives me nothing but amusement to learn this, though I’ll not bother to go and see them or further their misery with my own hands. Moreover, I’ve little reason to feel anything but satisfaction at the thought of my lord father facing justice at Prince Oberyn’s hands.”

“That being said…” Tyrion straightened up a bit as best he could. “My brother has bidden me inquire if Your Grace would allow him to speak with our lord father, and seek a certain… closure… before Prince Oberyn arrives. In the meantime,” the Imp finished politely, “it does me a great honor that Your Grace would see fit to offer me my former position on the Small Council, and I do humbly accept with the utmost gratitude.”

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“You are most kind, Shae,” said Brienne. She covered the other woman’s hand on her shoulder with her own. “We could not be more different, you and I, but I trust you understand the unique challenges I’ve faced, as a lady, in trying to prove myself both worthy and capable of being a knight. For as long as I can remember, showing nothing but strength has been of the utmost importance.”

The would-be lady-knight glanced back down at the fluffy diaper between her legs and her smile widened a bit. “Nevertheless, Ser Jaime has seen me both at my strongest and at my most vulnerable, and has seemingly cared for me all the same, all along. And though even I am not yet certain just how and why wearing a nappy seems so… pleasant and agreeable… perhaps I may indeed confide in Ser Jaime should the opportunity presented itself.”

(Not sure I really wanna RP Brienne in any actual sexual scenes… though I’m fine with her liking the nappies for comfort and trusting Jaime with her secret… whether we make them an item or not.)

[AJbestpony]

Margaery had been well-aware that Lord Tyrion had suffered neglect and derision at the hands of most of his own family. As such, she had excepted him to be in full favor of Cersei and Joffrey's punishment. She would not have blamed him if he wished to partake in it, though the fact that he felt no such malice was a testament to the quality of his character.

"Should you wish to change your mind, your sister and nephew will be available at the front of the castle for their public humiliation every day from dawn until dusk, until we leave for Harrenhal," Dany informed him, "I am merciful enough that I will let them go to sleep in the Black Cells, and I will even allow them a bath every few days or so."

"You are most welcome back to the Small Council," Margaery insisted, "And the realm is most fortunate to have one such as you handling its finances." At that moment, all the water and tea she had had at breakfast finally caught up with her, and she felt a pressure growing on her bladder. She proceeded to relax herself, allowing a warm and steady stream into her diaper.

"Indeed," Dany concurred. When Tyrion submitted his plea for Jaime to have one final meeting with Tywin, the queen folded her hands together and said, "So long as Ser Jaime understands that your father's fate will ultimately be in the hands of House Martell, no matter what results from their final meeting, I will allow them to meet."

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(Would you accept a scene with Jaime simply rubbing Brienne off through her diaper? If not, I'm fine with leaving those scenes purely up to my imagination)

Shae nodded to acknowledge. "As I said before, whatever you decide, I will accept. But like yourself, Ser Jaime is not a conventional fighter. He used to wield his sword without care of what others thought of him. It would seem you have encouraged him to remember why he took up the sword in the first place. I would say that alone has earned him the right for you to come to trust in him."

She then scooted closer to Brienne until her diaper was actually touching Brienne's, though she did not mean anything suggestive by it. For once, she was trying to be intimate in the platonic fashion. "In the meantime, if you would like some help appreciating your nappies in the unconventional fashion, you need only ask." She then moved to pull the tall blonde into a gentle hug.

[Jacie Sparkles]

“Your Grace is too kind to my sister and nephew,” Tyrion quipped. Sansa and Margaery would recognize his affable but distinctly sarcastic smirk. It seemed the Imp was becoming himself again, to some extent. The tyranny of his father’s House, and the cruelty he’d personally experienced, had been thrown down and Tyrion was free to be himself.

“I appreciate the opportunity to take some personal revenge on them myself, but I’d rather spend my leisure time in creature comforts, enjoying good wine and the company of my lady friend Shae. I trust she was good to you as a handmaiden, Princess Sansa?” he added with a glance in her direction.

Sansa nodded. “Indeed, Lord Tyrion. Shae is a lovely lady, and it seems you both quite enjoy each other’s company.” From the corner of her eye she noticed the way Margaery shifted slightly where she stood. Immediately Sansa knew her friend was wetting her diaper… inwardly she smiled, her own diaper was getting quite wet as well, though outwardly her expression didn’t change.

“Indeed we do,” said Tyrion, who hadn’t noticed anything amiss with either Sansa or Margaery. He turned back to Queen Daenerys. “I assure Your Grace my brother and I have neither any intention nor even any interest in altering our father’s fate. My brother will most assuredly appreciate the opportunity to speak with him.”

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(I think that can be arranged. Why don’t we have them do that during the upcoming night shift, while the characters at Winterfell are having their padded play date… and Sansa, Margaery, and Dany are doing likewise?)

Brienne returned Shae’s hug gently and graciously. She couldn’t remember the last time a woman, of any station in life, had treated her with such genuine friendship… to say nothing of introducing her to such an intimate secret as the pleasure and comfort of wearing nappies.

“I truly must thank you for this, Shae,” she said softly. “Indeed for everything.”

When the hug finally ended, she looked at the smaller woman rather curiously. “May I ask though… if by ‘unconventional’ you are referring to… well… how you enjoy the nappies in Lord Tyrion’s company?”

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"It is important that the people of the Seven Kingdoms understand that I am more merciful than your nephew or my father," Dany contended, "That will assure them that they can expect me to be a gracious ruler."

"However..." Margaery added, stepping forward and causing her drenched padding to squish ever so slightly, "Joffrey will find out soon enough that Her Grace's mercy has limits. Soon as we meet with the Northmen at Harrenhal, we expect King Robb will be ready to execute Joffrey himself. When that happens..." She scoffed before she added in, "Well, then he will NEED the nappy he's wearing."

Dany chuckled at that thought, looking forward to seeing that happen. "Then Ser Jaime shall have the opportunity to lay to rest whatever qualms he has about his sire. I will arrange for him to meet your lord father in the Black Cells early this evening."

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(Yeah, that's about what I had in mind. It would seem just about everybody's having some padded fun this evening. )

"You are very welcome," Shae assured the much taller woman as she pulled away from her. She then smirked at that last question, and she said, "You assume correctly. I have plenty of experience utilizing nappies for pleasurable purposes. Allow me to demonstrate."

Shae scooted back a little and laid flat on her back, spreading her legs so that her padding was fully visible to Brienne. She then began to caress her bosom through her thin dress with one hand, and she let her other hand glide down to the front of her diaper, beginning to trace the front of it slowly and softly. "Pay close attention to what I do," she whispered, keeping her gaze on Brienne.

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Tyrion smirked at Margaery's remark. "I am quite certain he will, my Lady Hand." He looked over at Sansa and added, "And I do hope you find yourself able to breath a little easier, Princess Sansa, knowing justice for your lord father will soon be dispensed."


Sansa nodded again, with a small smile. "I thank you for your kind words, Lord Tyrion. Indeed, I and all my family, all of House Stark, shall breathe easier when justice for Lord Eddard has been dispensed."


Tyrion cleared his throat and turned back to Queen Daenerys. "Regarding more immediate matters, Your Grace... may I be of any further service as we speak, before I inform my brother of his leave to speak with our lord father?"


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Brienne's eyes went wide as she watched Shae. She'd never even imagined seeing another woman pleasure herself... and she herself had not done so in many years, since she was quite young in her womanhood was just beginning to flower, bringing with it the moods, feelings, and needs of youth.


What Shae was doing was truly quite fascinating... alluring and even beautiful in its own way, Brienne thought. Almost without thinking she moved a hand between her legs and began to gently rub herself through the front of her soft, fluffy diaper. And she found she did not dislike the feeling even in the slightest...

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"I have no further need of your services at this time, my lord," Dany informed the Imp, "Sometime soon, tomorrow morning at the latest if not sometime today, I mean to call together a meeting of the Small Council to discuss the seats on the council which have not already been filled. But for the present, care on as you normally would otherwise."

"Though you might also mention to your brother that my own brother would like a chance to cross blades with him in the training yard," Margaery commented, "Loras is determined to fight all the best swordsmen in the realm at least once, and I would wager many would be curious to know whether the Knight of Flowers can hold his own against the Kingslayer."

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Although her primary focus was on pleasing herself, Shae effectively kept her focus split with Brienne, smiling inwardly when she saw how easily she had coaxed the giantess into stimulating herself through her diaper.

All the while, the black-haired whore continued to caress and fondle her own bosom and diaper, letting the giddiness and excitement slowly overcome her private regions and gradually envelop the rest of her body.