While your life was a bit stale you wouldn’t really call it pathetic or anything, but the thought of dressing in diapers and princess dresses does sound kind of kinky to you. “Okay, where do we start,” you ask.
“Come with me please,” says Erika. She takes you by the hand and waddles to a building close by the palace. Inside you see a big bathtub, a changing table, and a dress rack. Some other diapered maids of varying sizes come to greet you and look you over.
“He looks like he could go as a boy or girl. Both cute and pretty,” the smaller maid said. “Anyway right now we should…”
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