"Welcome to your new home... baby boy," she tells you with a smile.
You are confused by her choice of words. "'Baby boy?'" you repeat.
"Oh, yes," Miranda confirms, "I have been wanting to have somebody nice, strong, and handsome to make into my personal plaything for a while now, and you fit the bill just fine. Guards!"
All of a sudden, the kids with swords surround you and force you onto the ground, beginning to remove what little clothing you have left, until you are fully naked. You try to resist but find yourself helpless against such great odds.
Once you are nude as the day you were born, some of the guards hold down your limbs while Miranda approaches you with a certain white garment in hand. You widen your eyes when you realize it is a diaper!
"Please, no!" you beseech her, "I'm too old for diapers!"
"Nonsense," Miranda coos softly, kneeling down in front of you and slowly unfolding the garment, "All babies wear diapers, and since you are now my baby, you should be diapered!"
It's pointless to reason with her, thus you are helpless as she slides the diaper underneath you and sets you down on it. She pulls the front up between your legs snugly, holding the front part in place with one hand as she fastens up the tapes on both sides. She then pats the front of your diaper and gives it a kiss, saying, "You look soooooooooo cute!!!!!"
You just lay still, shocked at this sudden development. "Can I... at least get something more to wear?"
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