A Kinky Game Of Thrones (private w/ AJbestpony)

[Jacie Sparkles]

“Now isn’t *what* quaint, babygirl?” Jon quipped. He put his arm around Ygritte and cuddled her close to him. He kissed her softly, playfully, on the temple and then - because everyone’s padded secret was now shared - he gently but deliberately patted her diapered bottom.

“This one’s spirit matches her fiery hair, Your Grace,” he added. “That being said, it would be a privilege and honor for us both to enjoy your company tonight in such a manner.”

“Yes, truly, Your Grace,” added Robb. He made his way closer to his brother, the Wildling woman, and the Queen… with Margaery’s arm still tenderly through his. “And I believe I am certain as to what tonight’s ‘dress code’ shall be… in fact I believe I speak for all of us in saying so. However I shouldn’t like to deny Your Grace the pleasure of commanding it yourself.” He gave Daenerys a goodnatured wink, with his usual wolfish grin.

“Oh yes, Queen Daenerys…” Sansa added. Her hands were pressed together with delight and she was smiling from ear to ear as she also made her way closer to the Mother of Dragons, with Arya and Talisa beside her. “Tell us please, Your Grace… what tonight’s ‘dress code’ shall be!”

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Even without going by their tones and mannerisms, Dany did not doubt for a moment that every person there knew exactly what she meant when she mentioned there would be a dress code at tonight's gathering. Nevertheless, she decided she may as well indulge them.

Thus, she waited until they were all standing around her, and then she once again reached down to lift up her dress, this time until the skirt was well past her waist. As a result, the thick fluffy diaper hugging her loins was fully visible and unmistakable to all present.

"Tonight when you come to my chambers, you must either already be wearing a nappy or be prepared to be put in one," she announced, "Anyone who does not comply shall be... shall we say, punished, accordingly." There was no malice or threat in her voice, though she would ensure that she got her way in this matter at least.

"That is quite reasonable, Your Grace," Margaery said in approval, "Missandei will be there, after all, and she has plenty of experienced tending to you in that fashion. Though I would assume the dress code applies to her, as well?"

"Naturally," the queen confirmed, smiling at her hand in the affirmative. She then looked to Jon and Ygritte and told them, "On that note, why don't you invite that young friend of yours? The one with the baby boy, Gilly, her name is, I believe?"

[Jacie Sparkles]

"That is correct, Your Grace," said Jon. "And I believe that can be arranged easily enough. Gilly will likely be a little intimidated, but truly honored to make your acquaintance nevertheless.


And with that, the company disbanded... though only for a short while. Sansa giggled like a little girl as she pried Margaery away from her older brother. The Northern princess was quite wet already and needing a nappy change rather urgently... though she was certain to be at least slightly wet by the time the company reconvened in the evening.


Robb took sometime to decompress in Talisa's company, in the second most lavish chamber on one of Harrenhal's upper levels, and made sure to have his healer pin him comfortably into one of the cushiest and fluffiest diapers from her supplies as evening fell and the queen would be expecting them.


Jon and Ygritte retired to their chambers as well, though they took a moment to speak with Gilly as well.


Supper was a lively affair in the great hall, if rather uneventful compared to earlier in the day. The alliance to reunite the Seven Kingdoms was secure, and all were eager to enjoy the calm before facing the threat of the Others.


And when Queen Daenerys retired to her chambers for the evening, she was soon be join by a most pleasant company, ready to indulge in a most intimate shared secret...

Robb and Talisa arrived first, joining the Queen, her Lady Hand, and the Northern princess. Sansa quickly covered her mouth with a hand to stifle a squeal of delight and fascination... as Robb's slightly different gait assured her he was indeed wearing a diaper under his trousers.

Meanwhile, Gilly made sure Little Sam was fast asleep, dreaming sweet dreams. She seemed reluctant to leave her young son's side but Samwell urged her to take a night to enjoy herself with friends old and new. Samwell himself would sit vigilantly beside the boy's cradle, reading his favorite stories in a soft voice.

And so Jon and Ygritte were freshly diapered by Gilly, and the trio soon made their way to Queen Daenerys' chambers...

[AJbestpony]

(Glad you're back, and I must say that other commission of yours is divine )

Needless to say, everyone was quite looking forward to the evening rendezvous in the queen's chambers.

Soon as the group disbanded, Margaery took Sansa aside for a diaper change, as it had gotten to the point where she could simply sense if the Northern princess was wet. Arya tagged along, thinking it might be fun to help change her big sister.

The process went along smoothly enough, though Margaery was certain to tease her best friend at various intervals. After pinning the new nappy in place, she cooed, "DO try to keep it clean until evenfall."

Talisa was all too happy to diaper Robb as she had done most every night since his injury, and once he was secure in his padding, she laid back so that he might return her favor, inwardly squealing like a little girl at being handled by the Young Wolf in such a fashion.

Likewise, Ygritte happily laid beside Jon as Gilly got both of them nice and snugly padded, tending to them with the same amount of love and care as she did with Young Sam. With that task handled, they were off to Dany's bedchamber.

The threesome got there mere moments after Robb and Talisa, and they saw that Dany, Margaery, Sansa, Missandei, and Arya were already gathered.

Dany motioned for them to sit on her bed, which was large enough to hold all ten of them comfortably. With everyone gathered before her, she smiled and said, "Now that we are all here together, I wish to make it clear that there is no need for us to keep any more secrets. To prove my trust and faith in you all, I am willing to do even this."

She then motioned again for Missandei to come over and help her out of her sleepwear. In mere moments, the new queen of the Seven Kingdoms sat before her guests in nothing but her bulky cloth diapers. She gauged everyone's reactions, paying especial attention to Jon.

[Jacie Sparkles]

(I knew you’d love that one.)

Seeing her queen’s slight but meaningful gesture, Missandei moved to Dany’s side and helped her slip out of her silken nightdress. The Naathi girl quickly undressed herself as well and nestled close, almost protectively, beside Dany.

The sliver of moonlight peering through the royal bedchamber window seemed to give Dany’s pale, perfect skin a slight ethereal glow and glinted in her violet eyes. But while those eyes seemed to linger on Jon more than anyone else, it was Sansa who reacted first.

The Northern princess again stifled a squeal of delight and giggled like a little girl at the queen’s playful brazenness. She even wet her diaper a fair amount in her excitement… despite Margaery’s playful admonishing earlier, staying dry simply wasn’t Sansa’s forte.

Meanwhile Robb smirked goodnaturedly. “Challenge accepted, Your Grace… from one ruler to another. I’d be dishonored if my courage should be any less than your own.”

And with that he slipped out of his tunic and trousers, down to his thick fluffy diaper. He carefully undressed Talisa as well… before climbing onto the bed with the others, and then pulling Talisa onto his lap. He couldn’t resist, however, throwing a playful wink in Margaery’s direction.

Jon, on the other hand, hesitated for a fleeting moment. Although he wasn’t as shy as he’d been before he’d met Ygritte, this was the queen of the Seven Kingdoms and the Mother of Dragons eyeing him thusly, inviting him to join her diaper play with the others.

(I thought it’d be cute for Ygritte to undress Jon for Dany, if you’re up for going that route. Not sure what your thoughts are for Dany, Jon, & Ygritte but I kinda like the notion of Ygritte encouraging them… as, like, puppy lovers with an obvious destiny or something.)

[AJbestpony]

(I certainly did. She told me about her rates regarding my own commission. Not sure I want to spend the amount she has in mind, though I'm still tempted to reach out to her even so)

Dany was quite pleased when her faithful handmaiden was the first to follow her lead in stripping to only her own nappies. She gave her a kind grin to show her gratitude and approval.

Right as her brother and sister were about to undress in turn, Arya moved to all but yank off her own garments. Soon enough, they were laying in a pile on the ground, and she proudly stood in only her own diapers. She then hopped onto the bed and stretched herself out. "This feels just lovely," she commented, before hastily adding, "Your Grace."

Talisa undressed Robb with the utmost care, before taking off her own apparel other than her own diapers, and then they climbed into bed together.

"I'll change you," Margaery assured her dearest friend. "In a while," she added humorously, patting the back of Sansa's damp diaper. She then moved to take off her dress, corset, stockings, and all the rest of her clothes. Just like that, the Rose of Highgarden was left in her diapers. She took a causal pose as if she meant to show off, in particular towards Robb.

When she and Sansa got onto the bed, Margaery made certain she set down right beside the Young Wolf, periodically stealing a glance at his padded crotch, as though she expected to see a bump forming down there. She certainly saw the wink, and gave a playful giggle in response, before lightly waving at him.

Ygritte was as ready as Arya to go along with Dany's request, but when she saw Jon's hesitation, she decided to have a bit of fun. "Mummy Gilly, I do believe our little boy is a little shy."

While Gilly was a little stunned by all this, she was able to compose herself enough to go along with Ygritte's bit. "Well then, we'll just have to help him overcome his shyness." Each of the wildling women took one of the bastard's arms and led him over to the bed. Working together, they began to help him out of his doublet, trousers, boots, and the rest of his clothing.

Before long, he was before his half-siblings and new allies in his diaper, too. Dany could not help staring at him, finding he looked so handsome and manly in his padding.

"Alright, get cozy," Gilly bade him, before turning her attention to Ygritte. As the redhead was already in the zone, she put up no resistance as she, too, was stripped. Just like that, nine of the ten occupants in the bedchamber wore only nappies. That just left Gilly, who was more aware of that than anyone else.

[Jacie Sparkles]

(I hear you on that.)


Jon stood quietly for moment. He and Ygritte had been playing in diapers together for so long now, ever since Castle Black, and the ever gentle "mummy" Gilly had diapered, dressed, and undressed them as too many times to count...


But there was something in the way they undressed him now in Queen Daenerys presence. Even in her own gentle and vulnerable state, sitting on the bed in just her diaper, surrounded by longtime and newfound friends alike, the Mother of Dragons radiated a unique power and charisma... and looked blindingly beautiful as well.


Jon realized then he was staring softly into Dany's exotic violet eyes, that marked her as "blood of the dragon" and the rightful queen indeed... and he also suddenly realized that his manhood was throbbing, 'tentpoling' in the front of his fluffy diaper.


He quickly cleared his throat. "Ah yes, let us all get cozy indeed... you as well Mummy Gilly." He climbed up on the bed and took one of Gilly's hands, and motioned for Ygritte to do the same so they could easily help Gilly up onto the bed with them."


"This, Your Grace, is Gilly," Jon explained to Dany. "I can say with certainty you'll not find a more devoted mother to her young son, nor a more skilled and gentle caregiver to those us who simply like to play in nappies."


Meanwhile Robb was quite content, to say the least, with Talisa nestled comfortably on his lap and Margaery settled right beside him... all of them in nothing but their soft, cushy diapers. Robb's love for Talisa was as apparent as ever in the way he kept her close, stroking her hair and patting her diapered bottom, and yet the presence of the Rose of Highgarden beside him was alluring and intoxicating... and it wasn't long before Robb also began to throb with excitement.


Sansa for her part was keenly aware the attraction. As much as she utterly loved Margaery, she'd always known that her friend and bedfellow was attracted to boys as much as girls... and that as the Rose of Highgarden she'd be expected to wed a worthy lord, if not a king, someday.


The Northern princess giggled softly, playing idly with a few of Margaery's tresses... even as her eyes fell on Talisa, cuddled on Robb's lap, and she became more aware than ever of just how lovely the Volantine healer was in her own right.

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Margaery easily noted the bulge in Robb's nappy. When she inched closer to him, it only seemed to become more pronounced, much to her delight. She felt a sudden urge to reach out and grasp it, though she held herself back. Despite their current state of dress, Robb was still a king, and her best friend's brother besides. She knew it would have been proper to get to know him a little more intimately before making such a bold gesture.

"Nappies do seem to suit you well, princess," Talisa complimented Sansa, admiring how her auburn locks flew over her breasts and gave her an almost exotic look. "Though if you truly have been having night terrors as I have heard, perhaps there is something I might do to alleviate the side effects. I have comforted many a battle-weary soldier in a similar fashion before."

"But none with my sister's condition, I assume?" said Arya, leaning against Sansa in a warm and sisterly fashion, which she had rarely done when their father was alive. Now that they were back together after enduring so much, she fully intended to make up for lost time.

Dany, likewise, was unable to remove her eyes from Jon's well-toned muscles, feeling a peculiar tingling sensation within her own diapers. She fully intended to take advantage of this evening. Maybe by the end of it, Sansa would not be the only person who needed a diaper change, and not just for the traditional reasons.

Dany managed to pry her attention from Jon long enough to make a proper introduction with Gilly. "Pleasure to meet you, my dear."

"Same, I guess... Your Grace," said the wildling girl. She was less opposed to interacting with southrons than Ygritte, but she was even less comfortable with those of high class. "I was surprised to see nappies were so popular amongst the people of the south."

"I wouldn't say that," Dany said, "Though we may have helped to start a trend. And, in any case, the rule for attending this gathering must be applied for all. Nine of the ten people here are in nappies. As for you..."

Gilly yelped when Ygritte felt up her bottom. "It would seem she is in violation of your rule. We'd best remedy that."

"Indeed," said Dany, before looking to her handmaiden. "Missandei, if you would...?"

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“Of course, Your Grace,” said Missandei, with a sweet smile. She took up one of the spare fluffy diapers in both hands and moved closer to Gilly on the bed.

“Her Grace and I shan’t force you outright to wear this,” she explained kindly to the gentle Free Folk woman. “However, we'd be honored if you’d agree to join us in tonight’s little… game. After all, such a gentle and devoted young mother as yourself deserves a little babying in return,” the Naathi girl added with a wink.

After making sure Gilly was fully agreeable to the idea, Missandei and Ygritte together helped her undress. Missandei spread the diaper beneath Gilly’s bottom and, with practice skill, wrapped and pinned it perfectly in place… giving a little pat between the legs when she was finished.

Meanwhile Jon moved closer to Dany, and sat beside her. The bulge in the front of his diaper had lessened somewhat but was still noticeable. “Please forgive my sudden shyness, Your Grace,” he said. “It’s a pleasure and an honor, truly to be in your company. I must admit, as both the rightful Queen and the Mother of Dragons you intimidate me even more than the White Walkers I’ve faced down… though I assure Your Grace I know that is not your intent,” he added. He paused for a moment, then once again gazed into Dany’s violet eyes. “Also, like we discussed before… I cannot shake the feeling that you and I somehow know each other from before, Your Grace, even though we both know it is impossible.”

On the other side of the bed, Sansa giggled at Talisa’s compliment, and looked curiously at the Volantine healer when she mentioned helping with night terrors.

“Oh truly, Talisa, I daresay you look most lovely with a nappy on yourself. It’s true I’ve had night terrors ever since the things Joffrey subjected me to, but they seldom return when my Lady Margaery shares my bed. Even so I should be delighted to learn what comforts your rather renowned skills as a healer can provide.”

Then suddenly Sansa peed again, right where she sat, giving her diaper a good soaking. She giggled like a little girl and added, “Oh dear… perhaps we ought to test who is the more skilled at changing wet nappies… my Lady Hand or my brother’s renowned healer? After all… I’d wager my brother has been… holding his water… all day and is rather in need of his nappy at the moment.”

At this, Robb shrugged and chuckled in spite of himself. “Perhaps my sister is right,” he confessed, “and I’d rather like to indulge her suggestion… if the Lady Hand and my dear Talisa are agreeable to such a contest.”

Nevertheless, Robb’s length was still throbbing with Talisa on his lap and Margaery sitting beside them, all in just their fluffy diapers. So it took some effort for the Young Wolf to relax himself and eventually let go down there and wet his diaper…

And in another part of Harrenhal, Melisandre continued to pray to the Lord of Light, staring into the flame flickering in her sacred brazier. At last a faint spectral image began to appear within the Flames… the Tower of Joy.

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Having grown up in a small hut which had no offer of privacy, Gilly was unbothered to be so undressed in front of so many people, though most of them were strangers to her. But as Jon and Ygritte vouched for their character, she was willing to go along.

She laid flat on her back and stared up at the ceiling once she was naked, keeping perfectly still as Missandei slid the cushy diapers underneath her bottom. She felt the familiar sensation of the middle part being pulled snugly up between her legs and pinned securely on both sides. She was taken aback when she was immediately encased in a queer sense of comfort. Gazing down at her padding, she remarked, "This... feels quite pleasant, I will not lay. Thank you, milady."

She slowly sat up, and Ygritte hugged her from behind. "I think she's cuter than any of us in nappies. With the exception of Arya, that is."

The younger Stark sister blushed at the compliment thrown her way. She had never thought of herself as cute, largely due to her tomboyish nature. Still, she had come to embrace more of her feminine side in the time since she reunited with her family and her mother returned her to diapers.

Dany heard out Jon's reasoning, while remaining equally focused on his handsome form. "In truth, Lord Snow, something about your facade holds a string of familiarity to myself, as well. You carry yourself a bit like the way my late brother Viserys did. Though you are far more chivalrous than he could have ever hoped to be."

Dany then rubbed her chin, shifting a bit on her fluffy padded bottom in the process. "I have to wonder... how much do you know about the circumstances of your birth? Lord Eddard never told you anything about your mother, did he?"

Talisa beamed at Sansa's praise of how lovely she looked padded, and she chuckled when she heard the Northern princess soak her already quite damp diaper even further.

As for Margaery, she could not avert her eyes from Robb's padded crotch as he released the contents of his bladder. His manhood managed to remain at full mast all the while, and she found herself very eager to get a peak at what lay underneath his padding.

"Well then, my Lady Hand, to make this more interesting, what say we assume each other's roles?" Talisa proposed, looking to Margaery. "You can have the honor of tending to the Young Wolf, whereas I will change his adorable sister."

Margaery did not need any swaying. "That would be a splendid idea, Lady Talisa. It happens I do have some experience changing a member of the opposite sex, anyway. But this would be my first time doing so outside my family." She expected at least one person there would be eager for some clarity. For now, she simply waited for Missandei to provide the supplies she and Talisa would need to change the diapers of the two eldest Stark siblings.