Diapered

To your surprise and confusion, you are wearing only one article of clothing. A thick, white cloth diaper wrapped and pinned tightly around your loins. You have not worn diapers since before your first memory. You wonder why you are in one now.

You gaze up at Ellaria and mutter "Um... may I ask why I'm in a nappy?"

She grins gently and tells you "Three reasons. One, when you lost consciousness, I knew it would at least be several hours before you woke up again. There was a chance you might have relieved yourself before then, so the nappy is a useful precaution. Two, all your clothing - including what you had on when I met you - seemed very starched and scratchy. That includes your smallclothes. I thought a nappy would be a comfortable change. Three... I want to make you my own son. The best way to do that would be to start from the very beginning, back when you actually were in nappies."

All three of those points are very good. You would not have liked to have wet or messed yourself in your sleep, and this diaper was much softer than anything else you had ever worn. Plus... if you really were going to be babied, you may as well go all-out.

Ellaria reaches down and gently places her hand on the front of your diaper. You feel through manhood quiver beneath the padding. A few seconds later, she announces "Excellent. You're still dry."

Even after confirming that your diaper is clean, she keeps her hand on top of your padded crotch. You certainly cannot complain. Still, you wonder about something. You look up at Ellaria and ask "Do you want me to use these nappies for everything?"

"Only if doing so wouldn't make you feel unclean," Ellaria assures you, "I would prefer if you did, though. After all, whenever you need to be changed, it would always be myself or one or your 'sisters' who does it."

Your cock begins to harden once more beneath your diaper. Ellaria notices this and pats it lightly. She comments "Such a big boy."

A moment later, your stomach growls a bit. You remember that you have not eaten since this morning. Thankfully, Ellaria is ready to provide. She slips out of her nightgown, leaving her in just her smallclothes. Then she takes you in her arms again, holds your head up to her right breast, and urges you to take it.

You hesitate a little, but you manage to latch onto her nipple and begin to suck. Within moments, rich, warm milk starts flowing into your mouth.

As Ellaria breastfeeds you, you feel as though you are in pure bliss. For the third time, your manhood starts to form a small tent in your diapers.

Ellaria notices the tent in your diaper, and what does she do about it?