Yep, Time To Pad Priyanka

Priyanka wanted to protest, but she was pulled along roughly towards the changing table. Once there, Blue Pearl easily got her undressed out of her white coat, sweater, blouse, pants, shoes, socks, bra, and panties. In no time at all, she was completely naked.

Priyanka's first impulse was to cover her breasts. While she did that, Blue Pearl **** her onto the changing table and strapped her down by her wrists and ankles. She then reached for one of the thickest diapers on the changing table, unfolding it carefully.

"Have you ever diapered anyone before?" Priyanka asked as the garment crinkled, unable to believe it would soon be hugging her nether regions.

"I have not," Blue Pearl confessed, sliding it under the doctor's bottom, "But I have never failed a task set forth for me." With that, she applied a bit of oil and powder to Priyanka's crotch, rubbing in both. She then pulled the middle part up snugly between her legs and taped up both sides carefully.

"How does that feel?" Blue Pearl asked, patting the front of Priyanka's diaper.

"It's... not the worst feeling in the world," the doctor responded, not willing to admit for a second that it was in any way pleasant.

"Well, you'd best get used to it," Blue Pearl advised her, patting the crotch of Priyanka's padding. "I expect my Diamond means for you to use them for the intended uses."

"I do, indeed," came Blue Diamond's voice from the entrance. Priyanka looked over, and she saw that Blue's appearance had changed. While she was the same size as ever, she had exchanged her flowing blue robes for an equally large dress with frills and a short skirt. The type of ensemble a 50s housewife might have worn. Moreover, her breasts seemed to have swelled up a bit.

"She's ready for you, my Diamond," Blue Pearl announced, bowing to her mistress as she approached.

"Good work," said Blue as she moved to settle down beside the changing table. "You may release her from her restraints. Provided she agrees not to run away."