[AB/DL] The Goblin Princess

The Goblin Princess

In the cold winter of Doppelberg, the howling winds of the North turned the large, isolated kingdom into what was practically an oversized popsicle. Citizens from all classes opted to stay in their homes, relishing in the warmth of their fire, and the comfort of their diapers. What would they be without them?

From the lower classes and their cloth undergarments, to the upper class’ disposables, nappies are a commodity in this kingdom, as it is in the rest of contemporary civilization. Highly sought after, and ever-present. This especially applies to the royal families of these lands, as their pampered lifestyle requires only the finest of undergarments to soil. Some are apathetic or even disdainful of their diapers, while the majority tends to embrace their soft, cushy, and usually smelly nature. And among these diaper-lovers, are those who are adamant on their childish tendencies, and refuse to grow up.

Princess Katie Wildflow was one of those people. Somewhere in the deep halls of the royal castle, the spritely twenty year-old Goblin relaxed in her family’s personal sauna. The light-green shortstack leaned against the tiled walls, not moving for the past twenty minutes. Her disposable diapers had grown quite swollen, some beads of sweat and pee running down its crinkly, plastic surface. The thing was practically a yellowed water balloon, expanding as time went on. She looked down at the pudgy, puffy diaper, and curiously patted it. The youthful Goblin was surprised that the designs of purple and pink flowers remained, in spite of the heat and moisture.

“Woah. Those Gnomes sure know what they’re doing.” Katie said, looking in awe as she pressed against the front of her diaper, massaging it up and down. More liquid came out the plastic, dripping into the drain below.

“Hmm...I should probably get a fresh one. Nah!” The princess said to herself, bouncing in her seat with glee. Her plump, soaked rear squished against the tile bench, acting like an overly-soaked sponge.

“Your majesty?” A servant knocked on the door, the glass being covered in a layer of steam.

“Oh! Yes? What is it?” Katie said, sitting upright.

“It is time for dinner, madame. Do you require a change?”

“Uh…it’s alright. I can change myself.”

“Very well, madame.” The butler walked away, and Katie sighed. In reality, she only had a vague idea on how to change herself. She may have been a young adult, but in truth, Katie was more of an overgrown kindergartener.

The princess stood up, and waddled over to the pail, wishing to extinguish the fire. On the way to the bucket, her diaper began to slip, the sheer weight of the swollen padding proving too much, even for the gnome-made tapes. The royal shortstack absentmindedly pulled it up, before it sagged back down again. She looked inside the bucket, only to find it empty. After all, she had been in the sauna for more than an hour, which meant a lot of re-steaming.

Katie squatted down, and saw the fire hidden in a tiny hole. It seemed to fade out slowly, and the princess figured it wouldn’t take much to snuff out the embers. She looked down at her diaper, which was ready to fall off.

“Hmm...I don’t think anyone would like a burned diaper. Oh! I know…” She said to herself, sliding the soaked padding down her legs, landing on the tiled floor with a gentle squish. The Goblin faced her crotch towards the small fire, and let out a small tinkle. The yellow arc of pee put out the fire almost instantly, and she smiled at her success.

“Yes! Just as I planned.” Katie stood up, her pee still dribbling onto the floor. The Goblin girl looked down, and gleefully pulled up her pampers, both warm water and pee falling from the front. She adamantly held onto it as she walked out, and grabbed a hanging towel from the wall. The princess put her legs together, holding up the over-saturated pamper between her thighs as she wrapped the towel around her failing tapes, securing them with a knot at the back. She walked proudly, her extremely heavy diaper swinging and sloshing with each step. The butlers and maids of the castle bowed at her presence, with slight disdain. Why does she get to stay in a leaky diaper, half-naked except for the bare essentials? Truly, a travesty.

Eventually, Katie had reached her room, leaving a long, winding trail of pee all over the castle. She would have apologized, if the Goblin even noticed she had been leaking in the first place. With a few squishy steps, the princess opened her closet, revealing a wall of freshly-washed cloth diapers. Each of them were as thick as a duvet, and were as soft as a pillow. Brass snap buttons snugly held them together, even when fully-loaded. Most importantly, their designs were what Katie loved the most. While they appeared blank, a thorough soaking or filling would reveal a hidden print.

She picked a purple pamper, and haphazardly pulled it up between her legs, squishing the  diaper she had been wearing for an hour. The little Goblin grinned at the snugness and warmth, as she secured the buttons of her cloth overwear, moving the towel out of the way. The excess pee from her first undergarment leaked into the second, causing a small patch of hand-drawn daisies to appear on the surface. She looked down, and giggled.

“Daisies! My favorite~” She smiled, looking between her legs. Katie waddled to the mirror, and turned around to gaze at her plump, swollen rear. The little Goblin patted her bottom, and more daisies appeared on her rump. She giggled, before deciding to put on a robe. It was dinner time, after all.

She walked down the stairs once more, and without realizing it, her robe had already undone itself. Her double-layered diapers made themselves clear, as the sheer thickness forced the princess to waddle. Some of the servants giggled, as Goblins usually would. It was quite ironic, as some of them were as heavily padded as she was. Regardless, Katie failed to notice this, and continued to the dining room.

To her slight surprise, her parents were absent at the table. Katie had remembered they were out on a diplomatic trip, somewhere in the south. The long, empty room had an elevated seat prepared, with the usual silverware replaced with a hard plastic plate.

“Hmph. It sure is empty around here.” She sighed, waddling to her seat and sitting down on her warm, tightly-packed diapers. Katie smiled at the cozy, coddling sensation, as a maid brought a tray of food to her. The princess noticed she was nervous, shaking uncontrollably. Her legs were crossed, and her dark-green complexion seemed to be fearful. The heiress also noticed she was wearing a pair of pink socks, rather than the standard high heels. Not wanting to see a fellow Goblin fall apart, Katie got off her chair, and approached the servant.

“What’s wrong? You look scared.” She said, taking the tray and placing it on the table.

“Oh! Your Majesty! I-I’m sorry! It’s my first day here, and I f-forgot my shoes in my room, a-and--” She stuttered, eyeing the princess’ extremely thick diaper.

*Hiss!* The telltale sound of soaking rung throughout the dining hall, echoing off the walls. The new maid sniffled, on the brink of tears. The diaper grew warm and heavy, the yellow plastic peeking from beneath the hem of her skirt.

“Hey, it’s alright. We all have to go potty at some point.” She said, giving her a tight hug.

“T-thank you, your--”

“Call me Katie. Nice to meet you, miss…”

“Ella. Ella Rustpot. A-at your service, Katie.” She said, as the princess gave her a diaper check.

“Yep! That’s a big soggy. Good job, Ella~” Katie beamed, patting the maid’s soaked rump.

“Erm...thanks. You’re really nice.” The young maid smiled, blushing slightly.

‘To have your pampers praised by the Princess herself! What an honor.’ She thought.

“Well, I’m not like my parents. They can be big meanies sometimes, you know? C’mon, take a seat. And you can take off that stupid dress, if you want. It must be uncomfortable in that.”

“Oh!” Ella blushed. “Thank you, your--I mean, Katie.” She smiled, undoing the knot in the back. Eventually, the new servant was left in a white undershirt, pink socks, and a well-soaked diaper. She sat next to her princess, blushing as she sat half-naked next to the third-richest Goblin in Doppelberg. To be fair, both of their attires were equally indiscreet.

“Want some nuggies?” She asked, passing the plate to her padded peer.

“Oh! Yes, thank you.” Ella eagerly took a bite out of the fried food, smiling at the flavor.

“So...something tells me you don’t wanna be here. As a maid, I mean.” Katie said, before suckling on a bottle of milk.

“Uhm...what gave it away?”

“Well, you were scared just looking at me! Most of my family’s helpers are just cold, quiet, and really good at hiding emotions, for some reason.”
“Y-yeah. My parents sent me here because they wanted one of their ten children to work here, in the great halls of the Wildflow family. I don’t know why, though. How am I gonna be a maid if I can’t even talk without getting n-nervous?”

“Aww. Well, you don’t have to be a maid.”

“Yeah, I--I know. But--”

“Hey, I know! You can be my playmate!” Katie beamed, hopping onto the table. Her double-diaper hung right in front of Ella’s face, causing her to blush.

“What? Uh, I mean--yeah! But, what do I need to do?”

“Well, you can play with me all day! We can talk, walk around, go potty together, you know, the usual stuff. Dad had a name for that position, if I could remember--”

“So...you want me to be y-your Handmaiden?”

“Yeah! That’s it!” Katie smiled, jumping a bit. She pulled up her stacked padding, before sitting down on the table, her poofy butt pressing against the hard wood.

“It solves both our problems! You work in this castle without being nervous, and I have someone to hang out with! I can't be going to the sauna and playing with my diapers all alone for the rest of my life, now could I?" She asked, giving her designed pamper a thick pat.

"I--I guess not.” She stammered, looking at Katie’s double diaper with gusto.

“Great! Now, get your soggy butt up here. I need to do the royal thingy.” The noble said, sucking on the nipple of her crystal bottle.

“You mean...the induction ceremony? Don’t we need--uhm...a ceremony?”

“Nah. I don’t like being too official. Too boring. Now, come on! I wanna play already~!” She tapped her toes, gesturing her to get on the table.

“Oh! Okay.” Ella crawled on the wooden furniture, her thoroughly-soaked diaper drooping in her wake.

The Princess removed the bottle from her mouth, and held it in reverse. “Kneel down, please.”

Ella knelt, and she looked down in an act of cordiality.

“By the power invested in me, I, Princess Catherine Bigbomb Wildflow of Doppelberg, pronounce thee as the Royal Handmaiden.” She proudly declared, the bottle gently tapping the maid’s shoulders.

“Now rise…” The shy Goblin did as she was told.

“...and gimme a big hug!” Katie beamed, embracing the new handmaiden. She squeezed her new-found friend like a pillow, and Ella did the same. As the two hugged, the princess felt a familiar, stinging sensation.

“Mmph!” She grunted, and a puff of air came out of her double-padded derriere. A lump began to form in her rear, which formed into a weighty, warm mass. It sagged down to her knees, and the little Goblin held onto Ella as she pushed.

“Did you just…?”

“Yep! Wanna see?” She turned around, and lifted her robe without hesitation. Ella was met with a faceful of daisies, that smelled particularly stinky. The handmaiden gingerly patted the mass of stink, feeling her highness’ warmth. The bulge was like nothing she had ever seen before, its softness akin to a pillow. A bulky, pungent, huggable pillow.

“It’s...nice.” She smiled, holding the princess’ diaper lightly.

“Thanks! Uh...you wanna get changed together? It’ll be our first intimate...thing.” Katie asked, looking upside down between her legs. She seemed to act shy, for once.

“That would be good. I don’t wanna get a rash.”

“Well, rashes are a part of life. And as the saying goes; shorties make blorties!” The noble beamed, giving her bottom a hefty pat. The two giggled at the silliness of it all, as another butler entered the dining hall.

“Madame, may I remind you that you are not to stand on the--ELLA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Apologies, your Highness, she will be stripped of her padding and pacifier privileges at once!-”

“No! No. She’s my handmaiden now. And as the Princess of this land, I order you to shut up. You big meanie.” Katie said, taking a stalwart, wide stance in her loaded diaper.

“I--ngh, fine. As you command, your highness.”

“...and get us a fresh change, will you? I’ve thoroughly soiled my stacked pampers~” She teased, shaking her bottom at him.

“At once, your highness.” The servant angrily said, mumbling about her childish attitude as he went off to find two pairs of clean diapers.
“Um...thanks for defending me, Katie. I really appreciate it.”

“Hey, it’s what friends are for, right? Besides…” The princess laid down on the dining table, her fully-packed padding drooping off the edge of the furniture.

“...big babies like us gotta stick together.” She giggled, as her damp-bottomed friend followed suit.

“Yeah. I think I’m gonna like my new job.”

“You will. Trust me.”

And the two Goblin girls laid down in the royal dining hall, conversing over chicken nuggets and a shared bottle of milk. They spoke of embarrassing leaks, awkward changes, and stinky playground days. Truly, the princess and the pauper were nothing but silly, diaper-filling, cookie-eating babies. Truly, the two were children at heart, at height, and in spirit.

The End.