"I do."

I do."

You expected her to say that her youngest Ryon wore diapers, or that Talia or her twin brother Ethan wore them. You had even considered the possibility that Mira, who is slightly older than you, wore them.

But apparently, none of those are the case. It turns out Lady Elissa herself is the one who wears them. You never would have guessed that, except maybe in one of your fantasies.

"You wear nappies?" you ask, checking to ensure that you have not misheard her.

"Yes," the Lady of Ironrath shamelessly admits, "But not because I need them or anything of the sort,"

"Then why DO you wear them?" you ask curiously.

Lady Elissa smiles and explains: "It started when I was pregnant with my son Rodrik. You see, many expectant women have weaker bladder control. My case in particular was ****; I lost it almost completely. This happened every time I became pregnant. As a solution, each time I was with the child, the maester recommended that I wear nappies until I gave birth. Only he and my lord husband know of this. And now, you, too."

You are amazed that she would entrust you with such a secret. Her reason for wearing diapers is actually a valid one. However, there are certain details that do not add up.

"How old is your son Ryon?" you inquire.

"He's about to witness his seventh nameday," Elissa replies.

"Are you planning on having any more children?" you ask next.

"Well, there is YOU," Elissa tells you with a wry grin, stroking your cheek and making you blush, "But if you mean children from my own womb, I do not have any such plans."

"Then why do you still have the nappies?" you ask.

"Because I LIKE them," Lady Elissa reveals, much to your surprise. She explains: "By the time I was carrying Mira, I came to discover that I somehow enjoyed wearing nappies. It mostly has to do with the way they press up against my womanhood, as well as how bulky, soothing, and cumbersome they feel. They are comfortable, reassuring, and stimulating all at once."

You cannot really argue with that. Truthfully, your own padding has a similar effect on your manhood.

"I do not wear nappies all the time," Elissa informs you, "Just every once in a while, usually when my husband and I have gone a long time without becoming intimate. You might think of them as a substitute for relieving tension."

That actually makes sense, though you are loath to admit it. You gaze at Lady Elissa's nude figure once more, and not just to admire it this time. You try to imagine how that gorgeous body would look with a thick layer of white cloth wrapped around the loins. You can partly imagine it, and you partly cannot.

While you are staring at Elissa's body, she suddenly asks you very seriously "Would you like to see me in a nappy, Brynden?"