A Kinky Game Of Thrones (private w/ AJbestpony)

[Jacie Sparkles]

(I remember that very well, and would be more than happy to reunite Sansa with Lady once again.)

“Aye, abide by the laws and help defend the realm… I’m certain that’s all my brother would ask of the Free Folk in return for a corner of the North in which to settle,” said Jon. He slipped out of bed to add a little more wood to the fire in the hearth and retrieved an extra blanket, just in case. He got back under the covers and gave Ygritte another soft yet passionate kiss. They snuggled up together in just their cushy diapers, slightly dampened from their padded lovemaking, and drifted off.

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Robb grinned, and Talisa would easily notice a slight but excited jump, of sorts, beneath his aforementioned trousers.

Sometime after his victory over the Kingslayer in the Whispering Wood, Robb had been wounded and spent many weeks bedridden… and wearing thick adult-sized diapers to keep from wetting or soiling the bed. Whether it was the pain of his wounds or his sedated state from milk of the poppy, he’d been unable to get out of bed to use the chamber pot - or sometimes even “hold it” long enough to bring it to his bedside.

Talisa had been the one who’d changed his diapers and cleaned his skin and otherwise cared for him in that state, so that Lady Catelyn hadn’t needed to. Catelyn would’ve gladly cared for her wounded son in that way were it necessary, but she understood he might prefer - as a grown man, a soldier, and King in the North - to be tended to in such a predicament by someone other than his own mother. And Talisa had done so with skilled hands and a tender touch. She was an expert at cleaning and dressing grievous wounds… thus changing even adult diapers was quite easy for her.

And to this day, despite having fully recovered, Robb still craved her touch, her attention, her caregiving, and so on… “down there”.

“Indeed, I should like to be made quite cozy for the night as usual,” he quipped fondly.

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Gently and meticulously as ever, Missandei unpinned Dany’s diaper and set about wiping down her Queen’s most sensitive skin with a warm, most cloth made of the softest gauze, much like Dany’s diapers themselves. “My ear is always here for you, Your Grace,” she said. “And, as you know, you have my utmost confidence as well.”

While she waited for Dany to describe her dream, she sprinkled some of the sweet scented powder and carefully rubbed it in, followed by just the right touch of nourishing mineral oil.

[AJbestpony]

(Excellent. Imagine how livid Cersei would be when she found out Ned had defied her even before Robert's death. XD)

"That sounds more than fair," Ygritte said, unable to remove her gaze from Jon's diapered ass as he waddled across the room over to the hearth to put more wood in the fire.

Soon as he joined her in bed, she accepted his kiss and held him close, his body heat warming her up even more and filling her with a sense of security and comfort. The sensation of her own cummy diaper pressing against his only made the experience more comforting.

"Good night," she said giddily, leaning against the pillows and closing her eyes, the exhaustion of the day finally catching up to her.

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Talisa smiled at his compliance and chivalrous demeanor. Those were two of the many qualities she had come to expect and appreciate from him.

With his consent, she began to undress him out of all of his clothes, from his doublet to his trousers to his boots and tunic. She did this swiftly and effortlessly, having had to undress many wounded soldiers before.

Soon enough, he was completely naked, revealing his finely toned chest, arms, and legs. He bore a few scars from his many recent battles, though each of them had been earned in victory.

Talisa carefully moved Robb onto his back, before getting out a locked strongbox of the materials she needed.

While Robb was bedridden, she had exercised the utmost discretion in diapering him. None of his soldiers or vassals, not even his friends amongst his honor guard, had even the slightest inkling that their king had been padded. In fact, the only one who knew was Lady Catelyn, and that was because the idea had originally been hers. Talisa had gladly agreed to it, finding it both efficient and therapeutic.

After getting out a small stack of diapers, she folded them together and slid them carefully under Robb. She then took a special cream and began to rub great amounts of it into his nether regions, paying especial attention to his manhood.

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Dany let out a soft giggle as Missandei began to clean her up and powder her, and then she began her recollection: "I was dressed as I am now, in just my nappy and a frilly dress, snuggling with a woman who looked very much like me. I believe she was my mother, Rhaella."

She sighed again, saying, "She seemed such a doting and loving person. Even now, so many years after she died giving birth to me, I yearn to know what could have been."

[Jacie Sparkles]

(Absolutely… Ned getting the best of Cersei is certainly a plus )

Between the powdery soft padding beneath him and Talisa’s warm and tender touch, Robb’s manhood responded immediately, growing firm in her hands. It was like this every time she diapered him now… what could easily have been awkward and humiliating when the wounded King in the North was bedridden, Talisa had from the start made such a nurturing and pleasurable experience that Robb could scarcely imagine going without it now.

He bit his lip and breathed, and eventually his erection subsided… which would make it much easier for Talisa to wrap his diaper about him and pin it in place. He grinned fondly at her as he lay still on the bed, letting her work.

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Missandei listened with rapt attention, nodding slowly, as Dany described her dream. Once she’d finished cleansing Dany’s precious skin she brought some silken ‘big girl’ smallclothes to the bed for Dany to slip into. She helped Dany sit up, sat on the bed with her, and brushed her hair, smoothing out Dany’s silvery blonde tresses.

“I think it’s only natural that you would dream about Queen Rhaella, Your Grace,” she said softly. “The home and the loving family you never knew… but might’ve had… especially now that you are so close to returning to where you were born.” She carefully redid the intricate braids in Dany’s hair, and then helped her up from the bed to help dress her for the day.

“I daresay a frilly dress is not something I’d easily imagine seeing you in Your Grace. But perhaps under the right circumstances, in the right time and place, it might suit you quite well,” she quipped.

(Should we work towards getting Dany, Sansa, and Margaery together for something like a tea party… where they’d all be in frilly dresses and fluffy diapers together?)

[AJbestpony]

(Naturally )

Talisa had likewise come to expect Robb to get hard any time she tended to him in this fashion. She always had a small hand towel on standby, in case she ever managed to rub him to completion. It would seem she would not need it that night, and she carefully pinned the diapers up around the Young Wolf's loins, gently patting the front of his padding.

"There we are, my lord," she said sweetly, "You know, I suggested to Lady Catelyn that she might do the same for your sister. Lady Arya may find this comforting in her own way after being on the road for so long."

(I take it you'd be fine with that, too? After all, we had Arya get diapered alongside Sansa and Margaery in Queen's Comfort)

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Dany nodded as she cleaned up carefully, until she no longer detected the odor of urine. She quickly got out of baby mode and into queen mode, allowing her handmaiden to fix her hair and clothing in the desirable fashion.

"It may be too late for me to have a proper relationship with my real mother," she mused as she was prepared for her day, "But perhaps in time, I may find someone in the Seven Kingdoms to love and who will love me in turn. If I am extraordinarily fortunate, they may even be willing to indulge my fondness for nappies."

But she would have to lament on that later. For now, her royal duties called, as Dragonstone drew nearer.

(Oh, that would be quite lovely. We just need to work on building it up, as well as whether it would occur after the Lannisters have been deposed or not)

[Jacie Sparkles]

(Sure we can do that.)


Robb raised an eyebrow at what Talisa told him. He considered her words for a moment, then slowly nodded in agreement. "Arya has been through through more than any young lady should ever have had to endure. It was a pleasure to see her enjoying the wedding festivities, but I could sense her heart was heavy underneath it all, as I am certain you did as well."


He sat up on the bed, still wearing just his bulky nighttime diaper for now. "If you would kindly bring me one of my nightshirts," he asked Talisa. Then he stopped and reached for her hands, taking both of them in his. "Before that though... my dear Talisa, surely you know by now that you are more to me than just a nurse and a medic, though the care you have given me... I could never express my appreciation in a manner you deserve." He kissed both of her hands. "You are a dear friend, Talisa, and a much beloved companion... though for now I wish only for you to know that, and that there is no need to address me as 'my lord' when we are alone together."


He squeezed Talisa's hands and looked her in the eye. "I understand, though, if you'd find it unsettling to just call me 'Robb', so in the spirit of compromise... I thought perhaps 'Lord Robb'... or even 'Young Wolf' like so many people call me these days."


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In an adjoining chamber, Lady Catelyn sat in an armchair with Arya on her lap, embracing her tightly. She was beside herself with relief having her younger daughter back safe and sound. She was still quite worried for Sansa - worried that King Joffrey would only torment her worse now that'd he'd chosen Margaery Tyrell to be his queen - but there was little she could do about that for now. And so she made herself focus all her attention on tending to Arya's wellbeing and recovery from her many traumas. That she'd seen Ned's execution on Joffrey's orders with her own eyes... it was too much too think about.


Catelyn held and snuggled and soothed Arya for a long while. "Did you enjoy the party tonight?" she asked in a soft voice. "Happy see to Robb? He makes a fine, fine King in the North, don't you think?" Doing her best to keep Arya's mind focused on happy thoughts, Catelyn proceeded to help Arya get dressed for bed.


"You know, Robb's nurse told me something, after she checked to make sure you weren't sick or hurt," Catelyn explained as she helped Arya into her nightgown. "She said wearing nappies to bed, for a little extra comfort, can help you sleep better. And we both know you need a lot of rest, my precious one." From her things, Catelyn retrieved the supplies that Talisa had provided.


"Make yourself comfortable on the bed, dear," Catelyn instructed, "So I can get this nice fluffy nappy on you."


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Missandei nodded in agreement as she listened to her queen's words. "If I may say so, Your Grace, and it is only my own modest opinion of course, you and your children are living proof that nothing is impossible. Surely you can't be the only one who finds pleasure in wearing nappies for comfort."


She paused and added, "And you are already very, very loved, Your Grace... by so many who know or have known you. My heart tells me you will find new love, and lots of it, in the Seven Kingdoms."


Once Dany was dressed for the day, Missandei fastened a cloak around her shoulders to ward off the sea breeze, and together they went topside, accompanied by Ser Barristan and Ser Jorah. Dawn was just beginning to break over the Narrow Sea.


(I'm glad you think so, and yes we can work on how to set it up. My suggestion is definitely after... I was thinking it could be a way for the three leading ladies to bond and also to celebrate Dany's liberation of King's Landing from the Lannisters.)

[AJbestpony]

(Wonderful. Also, thank you for letting me be Arya. I was actually going to ask if I could control her. Since you're already doing Jon, Sansa, and Robb, I figured I should do at least one of the Stark children)

Talisa let Robb hold her hands in his. How such a renowned warrior could have such a tender and gentle touch amazed her. She listened to what he said, and she nodded and smiled, saying, "I think we know each other well enough that I am comfortable to call you 'Robb.'" After all, nobody else has been close enough to change your nappies, other than Lady Catelyn when you were a babe.

On that subject, as much as she relished the sight of the muscular Young Wolf in only his diapers, she respected his wishes for a nightshirt, sauntering over to a wardrobe and opening it up, taking out a loose shirt for him to wear.

After making her way back over to the King in the North, she smiled and held the garment out, beckoning him "Arms up."

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Although Arya had been overjoyed to reunite with her brother, mother, wolf, countrymen, she had spent a while pouring her heart out to Lady Catelyn behind closed doors. Having witnessed so much death and trauma already, she could hardly believe her troubles were apparently over.

She still worried for Gendry. Would he and Hot Pie be alright in the company of the Brotherhood without Banners? Moreover, would they be able to take on the Lannister forces?

She decided a good night's rest would do her the most good at that time, and she followed her mother over to the bed.

However, when her mother suggested putting her in a diaper and actually producing one for her to wear, she had been stunned.

Back in Winterfell, she would have flatly refused the proposal, and would have argued vehemently against it. But having been through so much already, she felt she was willing to do just about anything to cope with her hardships. Plus, she now knew her mother only wanted what was best for her.

"Alright, Mother," said the younger Northern princess as she was undressed. When she was naked as the day she was born, she laid down on the bed and spread her legs a bit.

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Dawn seemed not too far off, as the company stood on the bridge of the vessel. Viserion, Rhaegal, and Drogon had been flying alongside the flagship for a time, though they each came down to greet their mother when they saw she was up.

"Dragonstone is but a few leagues away, Your Grace," Ser Barristan told Dany.

Dany smiled at that. "It will be good to return to my roots, good knights. I only hope there will be some in the Seven Kingdoms who will welcome my house back willingly."

(That would definitely sound like something I could get on board with. Also, on the subject of the Lannisters getting overthrown, I had an amusing thought:

Suppose we had Joffrey meet a similar fate as he did in Queen's Comfort, with him getting diapered and humiliated, and how he even fills his diaper when he realizes Robb is going to behead him. But this time, since we have Talisa diapering Robb, too, imagine if Robb was secretly padded like his sisters when he takes Joffrey's head? Wouldn't that be funny?)

[Jacie Sparkles]

(Of course... I remember RPing Catelyn in "Queen's Comfort" while you were Arya, so I assumed our roles would be the same this time. Plus, aside from Missandei pampering Dany, you've been doing most of the babying thus far so I figured it was my turn to take on another CG.)


Robb grinned and held up his arms, allowing Talisa to dress him in his nightshirt. "Thank you, as always, my dear Talisa. And... Robb it is, from now on," he added with an approving nod.


He stretched out a bit and then covered his mouth for yawn. "The hour grows late and there is much to be done tomorrow. I must take counsel with the Blackfish and the other Riverlords, as well as my own remaining bannermen, to determine our next move."


He gazed fondly at Talisa for a long moment before adding, "As always you are invited to remain in my company for the night. Never ordered or obligated to do so, of course... it is just, well... nice to have a... friend... to snuggle with a night sometimes."


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"That's a girl, sweetheart," Catelyn said softly as she spread the soft diaper beneath Arya. She added a touch of powder and oil to Ayra's skin and further explained, "I assure you, the intent isn't to imply that you are an actual baby again. You're a very, very brave girl, Arya, and I want you to know how proud of you I am for how you've handled yourself ever since you left Winterfell."


With skill and familiarity from diapered Rickon, and Bran before that, Catelyn diapered Arya nice and snugly and pinned it in place perfectly. She gave the padding a gentle pat, and then slipped Arya into her nightgown. After that she sat on the bed with her daughter and hugged her close, rocking Arya in her arms as soothingly as only a mother could.


"Let's get you under the covers," Catelyn said eventually. "Would you like me to read to you awhile? Despite my travels of late, I may have one of the old storybooks somewhere in my things."


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The Targaryen fleet would find smooth sailing ahead from the mouth of the Blackwater to the Isle of Dragonstone. Perhaps House Lannister and its bannermen were simply not expecting the Mother of Dragons to arrive so soon, or assumed she would forgo the ancient and desolate ancestral seat of her House and attack the Seven Kingdoms directly. Or perhaps any ships that might have guarded the entrance to the Blackwater had turned and fled at the sight of three fully grown dragons in the sky on the horizon. Who could say?


Regardless, word would soon reach the Queen of Thorns, and other enemies of House Lannister biding their time, that Daenerys Stormborn's return was imminent.


(Sure we could do that... that would be some funny irony indeed. TBH I was thinking Robb would actually go north from here... that Robb, Stannis, and Jon's Free Folk friends would team up to reclaim Winterfell and then start reinforcing the Wall. Meanwhile Dany and her allies in the South would liberate King's Landing... but since Dany has no personal quarrel with House Lannister, Sansa could easily convince her to hand Joffrey over to Robb for justice.)

[AJbestpony]

(Fair argument there, and I would say we've got a nice arrangement going so far)

Talisa beamed at the invitation, saying, "I would be honored to share your bed, Robb." She then stood up and began to undress herself out of her own attire, from her cloak and dress to her boots and socks.

Once the Essosi healer was down to her smallclothes, she moved to join Robb in bed, snuggling up right beside him and wrapping her arms around him. "We may not be in the North, but the nights can get chilly down here in the Riverlands just the same."

Planting a chaste kiss on Robb's cheek, she leaned back against the pillows and bade him, "Sleep tight, my lord."

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Arya was taken aback at just how soothing and reassuring it felt to be diapered. Maybe it was simply because her mother was the one doing it, or maybe it was because the intimate action made her feel small and innocent again. In any case, she managed to crack a smile as her nether regions were tended, and the soft padding was pinned up around her waist.

"I understand completely, Mother," Arya asserted once her nightgown was on, "I am actually glad you suggested this. This may be the first restful night I have had since Father's arrest."

As Catelyn tucked her in, Arya pondered her request for a bedtime story. Normally, tales of princesses, knights, and dragons had been more Sansa and Bran's fancy, but she felt a nice tale of hard times past might help her come to terms with the hard times of the present. "I would like that, thank you very much."

(I thought of something else amusing. Given how Bran is quite possibly in diapers himself canonically due to being paralyzed from the waist down, then at this point in time, Rickon, the baby of the family, is the only one of Ned and Catelyn's children NOT padded)

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After entrusting Margaery and Sansa's well-being to the care of her grandson Loras and the other Tyrell bannerman who were in King's Landing at the time, Lady Olenna excused herself from the Red Keep, making straight for the harbor. "It would not do to be late for my little rendezvous with the Mother of Dragons," she muttered, so softly that even Varys' little birds might not have heard her.

Soon as she and her attendents Arryck and Erryck reached the vessel gifted to House Tyrell by Lady Olenna's birth family, House Redwyne, they were underway across Blackwater Bay.

(It WOULD make more sense for Robb to want to reclaim Winterfell and defend the Wall. But you're right, we could have Olenna talk Dany into capturing Joffrey alive as a gift to Sansa and her family, then Robb could execute him himself.)

[Jacie Sparkles]

(Glad to hear it. I feel much the same.)


Robb smiled and smoothed the bedclothes over himself and Talisa. One of his arms wrapped snugly around her, cuddling her close. His other hand came to rest on the front of his nighttime diaper. It was a familiar, comfortable, and satisfying feeling.


"Keep warm and pleasant dreams, my dear sweet Talisa," he whispered in his healer's ear. He gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead and snuggled her a little closer. And wasn't long before he drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep. It was the most restful night the King in the North had had since before he'd bid his father Eddard farewell.


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"Of course, my dear one." Catelyn rummaged briefly through her things until she did indeed find one of her books, one she felt certain Arya would enjoy hearing some of the passages from. She brought it to a chair close at Arya's bedside.


"If you feel inclined to use your nappy, rather than get out of bed, that is what it's there for of course," Catelyn explained softly, smoothing Arya's hair a little. "And if you feel you'd rather not, that's perfectly alright as well."


She opened the book. "Now then, once upon a time..." Catelyn proceeded to read Arya some of the ancient legends of the First Men, tall tales of their many adventurers and epic battles, how in bygone ages they'd come to rule all of what was now the Seven Kingdoms... and how to this day the King in the North was of their great bloodline.


(Oh I don't know... book Rickon is three and "the baby", albeit not canonically padded, at the start of the series. Not sure exactly how old he'd be in our late-S3 / early-S4 AU, but he could've easily "regressed" after the trauma of fleeing Winterfell from the Boltons... so theoretically ALL of the Stark children could be padded.)


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(Sounds like a good plan / plotline. I was thinking we could resume both the Wall and the Dragonstone plots once the Twins arcs catch up to the next morning and everyone's at roughly the same point in the timeline. Also... in this AU would it make sense for Dorne to back Dany against House Lannister? Would Doran, Oberyn, and others want to avenge Elia Martell and her children?)

[AJbestpony]

Talisa giggled at the sweet nothings muttered into her ear on the part of the Young Wolf. Despite being a feared military leader, he knew how to appeal to the fairer sex, as well.

"Good night, Robb," she said softly, laying down beside him and closing her eyes, feeling both his bare skin and his diaper press against her mostly nude body. She even snuck a few pats to the front of the young king’s diaper, expecting that would excite him.

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Arya blushed when Catelyn said she had permission to use her diaper for its intended purposes. She had no intention of going that far, though if she found she was too cozy to get out of bed, maybe she could be so inclined.

In any case, she listened on in apt interest as her mother told her of the world of Westeros in an era that long preceded the Seven Kingdoms. Those types of stories had always captivated and fascinated her.

(That's a good point. Imagine if somewhere, Osha was acted as the part of his nanny, using either makeshift diapers from some fur or some actual diapers she had "borrowed" from villages or towns on him.)

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(Yeah, we can focus on the Twins for a bit until they're caught up to the Wall and Dragonstone. And although the Martells do not get along with the Tyrells, I am sure they could be so inclined to join the alliance if it meant avenging Elia, Rhaenys, and Aegon.)

(On that note, is there anybody else you'd like to see diapered? I remember we did another RP where Ellaria diapered both Obara and Nymeria, and we had another short-lived one where she did the same thing for Myrcella. Though if you're content with Ygritte, Jon, Margaery, Sansa, Dany, Robb, and Arya, that's good with me.)