Princess Diana

clip request: I was wondering if you could do a custom video where you are wearing the same shiny leggings from "Tea Leggings, and a very wet diaper" but with a thicker, plastic diaper on underneath. In the video can you pretend you are at a bar or club and act really embarrassed about having to wear a diaper under your pants. You don't want people to notice so you pull your pants up a lot to cover the diaper.

clip request: I was wondering if you could do a custom video where you are wearing the same shiny leggings from "Tea Leggings, and a very wet diaper" but with a thicker, plastic diaper on underneath. In the video can you pretend you are at a bar or club and act really embarrassed about having to wear a diaper under your pants. You don't want people to notice so you pull your pants up a lot to cover the diaper.

clip request: I was wondering if you could do a custom video where you are wearing the same shiny leggings from "Tea Leggings, and a very wet diaper" but with a thicker, plastic diaper on underneath. In the video can you pretend you are at a bar or club and act really embarrassed about having to wear a diaper under your pants. You don't want people to notice so you pull your pants up a lot to cover the diaper.

clip request: Hi there, just recently bought your video "You're Just Trash In My Diaper". Was quite 'blown away', so to speak, even if it was role-playing.

clip request: Diana arrives home, she has been out with friends and is very already,
She is a complete mess and is wobbling and still drinking
Diana looks at her watch, her man will be home soon but she cannot walk
She tries and hangs onto things but falls,
Now she has the crawl to the couch, slowly losing her shoes and her skirt rides up, camera follows at floor level
She decides to put on a shoe show for her man she knows he likes her feet, but which to wear?
So she sits on the couch still drinking and trying on each pair of shoes watching them dangle off her feet until she decides this will be a good show,
So her man arrives to find her again, buy honey watch my shoe show...
Each shoe she slowly arches her feet to pop her heel and then dangle and eventually the shoes fall off, lots of close ups
She is still drinking and is now wet with so she gets undressed and her man worships her pantyhosed feet and toes, you see him do this, lots of close ups,

clip request: Diana arrives home, she has been out with friends and is very already,
She is a complete mess and is wobbling and still drinking
Diana looks at her watch, her man will be home soon but she cannot walk
She tries and hangs onto things but falls,
Now she has the crawl to the couch, slowly losing her shoes and her skirt rides up, camera follows at floor level
She decides to put on a shoe show for her man she knows he likes her feet, but which to wear?
So she sits on the couch still drinking and trying on each pair of shoes watching them dangle off her feet until she decides this will be a good show,
So her man arrives to find her again, buy honey watch my shoe show...
Each shoe she slowly arches her feet to pop her heel and then dangle and eventually the shoes fall off, lots of close ups
She is still drinking and is now wet with so she gets undressed and her man worships her pantyhosed feet and toes, you see him do this, lots of close ups,

clip request: Diana arrives home, she has been out with friends and is very already,
She is a complete mess and is wobbling and still drinking
Diana looks at her watch, her man will be home soon but she cannot walk
She tries and hangs onto things but falls,
Now she has the crawl to the couch, slowly losing her shoes and her skirt rides up, camera follows at floor level
She decides to put on a shoe show for her man she knows he likes her feet, but which to wear?
So she sits on the couch still drinking and trying on each pair of shoes watching them dangle off her feet until she decides this will be a good show,
So her man arrives to find her again, buy honey watch my shoe show...
Each shoe she slowly arches her feet to pop her heel and then dangle and eventually the shoes fall off, lots of close ups
She is still drinking and is now wet with so she gets undressed and her man worships her pantyhosed feet and toes, you see him do this, lots of close ups,

clip request: since I absolutely loved all of your recent overeating videos I ́d love to ask you for another custom video as well again. The scenario would be a little bit challenging though, so I ́d totally understand if you don ́t want to do it. My idea would be also an overeating/ belly stuffing video in which you try to surpass your limits stuffingwise by eating so much food that you visibly start to feel sick and nauseous from eating so much food.

(those who like "forbidden" and want to see the full version of the video, write me an email.)

clip request: since I absolutely loved all of your recent overeating videos I ́d love to ask you for another custom video as well again. The scenario would be a little bit challenging though, so I ́d totally understand if you don ́t want to do it. My idea would be also an overeating/ belly stuffing video in which you try to surpass your limits stuffingwise by eating so much food that you visibly start to feel sick and nauseous from eating so much food.

(those who like "forbidden" and want to see the full version of the video, write me an email.)

clip request: since I absolutely loved all of your recent overeating videos I ́d love to ask you for another custom video as well again. The scenario would be a little bit challenging though, so I ́d totally understand if you don ́t want to do it. My idea would be also an overeating/ belly stuffing video in which you try to surpass your limits stuffingwise by eating so much food that you visibly start to feel sick and nauseous from eating so much food.

(those who like "forbidden" and want to see the full version of the video, write me an email.)

clip request: I have purchased video from you before under a different email address and have loved them.

clip request: I have purchased video from you before under a different email address and have loved them.

clip request: I have purchased video from you before under a different email address and have loved them.

My slave, are you ready? A revolution awaits you. My shoes and feet are preparing an unexpected for you. My bare foot is dipped in a black shoe. My feet are a little sweaty. Unreal odor awaits you. Now you are the real slave of Diana.

My slave, are you ready? A revolution awaits you. My shoes and feet are preparing an unexpected for you. My bare foot is dipped in a black shoe. My feet are a little sweaty. Unreal odor awaits you. Now you are the real slave of Diana.

My slave, are you ready? A revolution awaits you. My shoes and feet are preparing an unexpected for you. My bare foot is dipped in a black shoe. My feet are a little sweaty. Unreal odor awaits you. Now you are the real slave of Diana.

clip request: Background:

You are the new wife of a king in ancient times. He has chosen you to be his wife because of your extreme beauty; but he has a secret. This king likes his women to be BIG - as huge as heifers, with the bodies to match.

Setting:

This scene will take place soon after you and the king have been wed. You are preparing to go to leave on your honeymoon with the king later that evening. The first shot opens on you in a room with a full length mirror, table, and chair. Wearing a sundress (or something similar that covers your belly and accentuates your curves), you are getting yourself ready. Checking makeup in the mirror, seeing how you look in your outfit, etc. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door.

“Come in!” you say.

Your feeder walks in with a platter of food (it could be anything you like, so long as there is alot of it!) and places it on the table.

“Oh, my dinner has arrived!” you continue. “I’m not too hungry, but I guess I could eat. You know us big girls!”.

You sit down to the food and begin to eat. “The king sure has been feeding me well ever since we married” you say aloud. “At this rate, I’ll be the size of a cow by the time our honeymoon is over!”

You continue to eat, starting to slow as the food rapidly disappears from your plate and into your mouth. Throughout the stuffing, make comments about how full you are feeling, and rub your belly to ease some of the pressure on your gut. Things like “I’m getting so full, I could burst!” and “I’ll be popping out of this dress in no time if I’m not careful”.

The scene then cuts to you sitting at the table with your plate empty, rubbing your stuffed belly. “Wow, that sure was filling. I don’t think that I could eat another morsel.”

At that, your feeder comes in with 2 jugs of weight gain shake, and a feeding funnel.

“Oh no!” “You exclaim. “I am much too full to eat anymore. My poor tummy is groaning already!”

He motions for you to stand up, and you do. With your dress covering your belly and standing in profile view of the camera, he loops a measuring tape around your expansive waistline. He reads out the measurement, then gently pokes and prods your belly, checking to see how full you really are.

“You still have room in this belly, Queen” your feeder remarks. “The king needs you filled to the brim at every meal if you are to remain his wife.”

“But I really can’t take anymore!” You protest, pleading while rubbing your tummy. “There’s no way that I’ll be able to fit anything else in this gut!”

“Then I’ll just have to help” your feeder replies.

At that, he grabs you roughly and you to sit back into the chair. Grabbing your arms, he ties them behind your back (or if the chair has arms, to those).

“Wha, what are you doing?” you stammer, fear flooding your face at this loss of control.

“The king wants a cow, and I intend to deliver him one” your feeder replies grimly.

He grabs the weight gain shake and slowly brings it to your lips. You shake your head and purse your lips, trying everything in your power to resist this unwanted meal.

“C’mon queen” your feeder teases. “Everyone knows that cows need their milk!”

At that, he pinches your nose. Your mouth reluctantly opens and he pours the thick creamy mixture down your gullet.

“Thats a good girl.” The feeder remarks. He places a hand on your tummy and gently rubs it. “I knew that you had room in this belly!”

He continues to feed you in this manner until the whole shake is gone.

You plead “Please, I am going to burst. My tummy is truly at its limit. Haven’t I had enough?!”

The feeder rubs your belly again. “Hm, this belly is quite full. But there is room yet...its time to see how much this belly can REALLY take!”

At that, he pulls out a funnel and proceeds to funnel the second jug into your mouth. Your eyes grow wide in terror. How could you possibly fit anymore into your expanding belly??

While feeding you the second shake, your feeder continues to rub, poke, and prod your belly.

He could say things like “Getting a bit taut now” and “Somebody’s going to have a tummy ache!” All while you to guzzle down this second shake.

Once the second shake is gone, you roll your head back in abject misery. Task completed, the feeder unties you and proceeds to measure your prodigious gut again.

“Very good Queen. You’ve shown that you can handle what the king truly desires-for his wife to be fattened like a heifer at every opportunity!”

While you are still seated, he gives you a belly massage, as you wince in pain complaining about your stuffed gut.

“Why did there have to be two shakes?” You moan. “My belly can barely handle one. I’m bloating and cramping all over!”

“It’s so that next time, you can take three!” Your feeder replies. The camera then fades.

clip request: Background:

You are the new wife of a king in ancient times. He has chosen you to be his wife because of your extreme beauty; but he has a secret. This king likes his women to be BIG - as huge as heifers, with the bodies to match.

Setting:

This scene will take place soon after you and the king have been wed. You are preparing to go to leave on your honeymoon with the king later that evening. The first shot opens on you in a room with a full length mirror, table, and chair. Wearing a sundress (or something similar that covers your belly and accentuates your curves), you are getting yourself ready. Checking makeup in the mirror, seeing how you look in your outfit, etc. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door.

“Come in!” you say.

Your feeder walks in with a platter of food (it could be anything you like, so long as there is alot of it!) and places it on the table.

“Oh, my dinner has arrived!” you continue. “I’m not too hungry, but I guess I could eat. You know us big girls!”.

You sit down to the food and begin to eat. “The king sure has been feeding me well ever since we married” you say aloud. “At this rate, I’ll be the size of a cow by the time our honeymoon is over!”

You continue to eat, starting to slow as the food rapidly disappears from your plate and into your mouth. Throughout the stuffing, make comments about how full you are feeling, and rub your belly to ease some of the pressure on your gut. Things like “I’m getting so full, I could burst!” and “I’ll be popping out of this dress in no time if I’m not careful”.

The scene then cuts to you sitting at the table with your plate empty, rubbing your stuffed belly. “Wow, that sure was filling. I don’t think that I could eat another morsel.”

At that, your feeder comes in with 2 jugs of weight gain shake, and a feeding funnel.

“Oh no!” “You exclaim. “I am much too full to eat anymore. My poor tummy is groaning already!”

He motions for you to stand up, and you do. With your dress covering your belly and standing in profile view of the camera, he loops a measuring tape around your expansive waistline. He reads out the measurement, then gently pokes and prods your belly, checking to see how full you really are.

“You still have room in this belly, Queen” your feeder remarks. “The king needs you filled to the brim at every meal if you are to remain his wife.”

“But I really can’t take anymore!” You protest, pleading while rubbing your tummy. “There’s no way that I’ll be able to fit anything else in this gut!”

“Then I’ll just have to help” your feeder replies.

At that, he grabs you roughly and you to sit back into the chair. Grabbing your arms, he ties them behind your back (or if the chair has arms, to those).

“Wha, what are you doing?” you stammer, fear flooding your face at this loss of control.

“The king wants a cow, and I intend to deliver him one” your feeder replies grimly.

He grabs the weight gain shake and slowly brings it to your lips. You shake your head and purse your lips, trying everything in your power to resist this unwanted meal.

“C’mon queen” your feeder teases. “Everyone knows that cows need their milk!”

At that, he pinches your nose. Your mouth reluctantly opens and he pours the thick creamy mixture down your gullet.

“Thats a good girl.” The feeder remarks. He places a hand on your tummy and gently rubs it. “I knew that you had room in this belly!”

He continues to feed you in this manner until the whole shake is gone.

You plead “Please, I am going to burst. My tummy is truly at its limit. Haven’t I had enough?!”

The feeder rubs your belly again. “Hm, this belly is quite full. But there is room yet...its time to see how much this belly can REALLY take!”

At that, he pulls out a funnel and proceeds to funnel the second jug into your mouth. Your eyes grow wide in terror. How could you possibly fit anymore into your expanding belly??

While feeding you the second shake, your feeder continues to rub, poke, and prod your belly.

He could say things like “Getting a bit taut now” and “Somebody’s going to have a tummy ache!” All while you to guzzle down this second shake.

Once the second shake is gone, you roll your head back in abject misery. Task completed, the feeder unties you and proceeds to measure your prodigious gut again.

“Very good Queen. You’ve shown that you can handle what the king truly desires-for his wife to be fattened like a heifer at every opportunity!”

While you are still seated, he gives you a belly massage, as you wince in pain complaining about your stuffed gut.

“Why did there have to be two shakes?” You moan. “My belly can barely handle one. I’m bloating and cramping all over!”

“It’s so that next time, you can take three!” Your feeder replies. The camera then fades.

clip request: Background:

You are the new wife of a king in ancient times. He has chosen you to be his wife because of your extreme beauty; but he has a secret. This king likes his women to be BIG - as huge as heifers, with the bodies to match.

Setting:

This scene will take place soon after you and the king have been wed. You are preparing to go to leave on your honeymoon with the king later that evening. The first shot opens on you in a room with a full length mirror, table, and chair. Wearing a sundress (or something similar that covers your belly and accentuates your curves), you are getting yourself ready. Checking makeup in the mirror, seeing how you look in your outfit, etc. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door.

“Come in!” you say.

Your feeder walks in with a platter of food (it could be anything you like, so long as there is alot of it!) and places it on the table.

“Oh, my dinner has arrived!” you continue. “I’m not too hungry, but I guess I could eat. You know us big girls!”.

You sit down to the food and begin to eat. “The king sure has been feeding me well ever since we married” you say aloud. “At this rate, I’ll be the size of a cow by the time our honeymoon is over!”

You continue to eat, starting to slow as the food rapidly disappears from your plate and into your mouth. Throughout the stuffing, make comments about how full you are feeling, and rub your belly to ease some of the pressure on your gut. Things like “I’m getting so full, I could burst!” and “I’ll be popping out of this dress in no time if I’m not careful”.

The scene then cuts to you sitting at the table with your plate empty, rubbing your stuffed belly. “Wow, that sure was filling. I don’t think that I could eat another morsel.”

At that, your feeder comes in with 2 jugs of weight gain shake, and a feeding funnel.

“Oh no!” “You exclaim. “I am much too full to eat anymore. My poor tummy is groaning already!”

He motions for you to stand up, and you do. With your dress covering your belly and standing in profile view of the camera, he loops a measuring tape around your expansive waistline. He reads out the measurement, then gently pokes and prods your belly, checking to see how full you really are.

“You still have room in this belly, Queen” your feeder remarks. “The king needs you filled to the brim at every meal if you are to remain his wife.”

“But I really can’t take anymore!” You protest, pleading while rubbing your tummy. “There’s no way that I’ll be able to fit anything else in this gut!”

“Then I’ll just have to help” your feeder replies.

At that, he grabs you roughly and you to sit back into the chair. Grabbing your arms, he ties them behind your back (or if the chair has arms, to those).

“Wha, what are you doing?” you stammer, fear flooding your face at this loss of control.

“The king wants a cow, and I intend to deliver him one” your feeder replies grimly.

He grabs the weight gain shake and slowly brings it to your lips. You shake your head and purse your lips, trying everything in your power to resist this unwanted meal.

“C’mon queen” your feeder teases. “Everyone knows that cows need their milk!”

At that, he pinches your nose. Your mouth reluctantly opens and he pours the thick creamy mixture down your gullet.

“Thats a good girl.” The feeder remarks. He places a hand on your tummy and gently rubs it. “I knew that you had room in this belly!”

He continues to feed you in this manner until the whole shake is gone.

You plead “Please, I am going to burst. My tummy is truly at its limit. Haven’t I had enough?!”

The feeder rubs your belly again. “Hm, this belly is quite full. But there is room yet...its time to see how much this belly can REALLY take!”

At that, he pulls out a funnel and proceeds to funnel the second jug into your mouth. Your eyes grow wide in terror. How could you possibly fit anymore into your expanding belly??

While feeding you the second shake, your feeder continues to rub, poke, and prod your belly.

He could say things like “Getting a bit taut now” and “Somebody’s going to have a tummy ache!” All while you to guzzle down this second shake.

Once the second shake is gone, you roll your head back in abject misery. Task completed, the feeder unties you and proceeds to measure your prodigious gut again.

“Very good Queen. You’ve shown that you can handle what the king truly desires-for his wife to be fattened like a heifer at every opportunity!”

While you are still seated, he gives you a belly massage, as you wince in pain complaining about your stuffed gut.

“Why did there have to be two shakes?” You moan. “My belly can barely handle one. I’m bloating and cramping all over!”

“It’s so that next time, you can take three!” Your feeder replies. The camera then fades.

clip request: Scene one: 3-4 minutes
You sit in front of the camera and think to yourself. - I'm bored ... - you pause, as if you just said weren't the right words ... - no, not boring ... I'm hungry. Now is not breakfast time, and not really lunch time, but I'm so hungry. '' You look towards the closet and a sly grin appears on your face. "Time for a little something ... - but when you open the closet, it's empty.
- Oh no ... is there nothing? - a slight concern appears on my face, - this means that I also do not eat lunch ... but I am so hungry! “You start thinking, and then an idea appears in your head,” maybe I could. .. Hmm, I wonder, just something for me? He's always so kind to me ... I'll just have a quick snack ... that's all! I'm sure he won't mind! And then, after this visit, I can cook myself lunch! - and that's how you completely revive, and the camera cuts.
After the camera cuts, you think out loud to yourself:
- I'm so hungry I don't know what he will eat. Hopefully something sweet. Maybe Honey? I really love honey ... he always has so many things ... - You fall silent, deep in thought, and wonder out loud: "Why does he always have so much money? And if he has so much, then why am I just having a bite?" You look sad when you keep thinking .... -If he always has a lot of honey, then I must have more ... "start smiling when you realize what you are going to arrange for yourself" ... In the end, this is the only reason he had so much honey ... is if someone wanted to eat it! ”A wide smile appears on your face and the camera shoots again.
The camera is on the burrow at a lateral angle, with enough space to appear as you look at it and think. You rub your tummy tucked tightly under your shorts / underwear and your face wrinkles as you start thinking. You get on all fours and move closer to the hole. You look like you're deciding what to do next.
You stick your head in the hole, wiggle your ass slightly, and then pull your head out. “I have to pretend I don’t want anything.” You stuck your head back into the hole, your butt sticking high in the air.
-Is anyone home? - there is a couple of seconds of pause after there is no answer, you look like you are thinking, and you put your body into a hole more.
-I ask, is there anyone at home? - there is no answer, but some movement is heard inside. - the reason I am asking ... is because I wanted to see you, I was in the neighborhood "- by this point your top is almost completely closed, but your ass has not yet touched the doorway. you pull yourself out again. .. and say: “it's not such an easy thing to visit someone. The most important thing to remember is to act like I don't want anything. "
You keep walking with your hands forward, stopping as soon as your butt touches the door. You are not stuck, you are just greeting me. The camera moves to the "front".
Scene two: 5-6 minutes
The scene now switches to the interior of the house. When only your upper half is sticking out at the entrance, you look around, you notice the folded cans, but quickly look back at me "can I come in? Thanks!"
You stick your ass with little difficulty, with a slight groan. Don't complain about the size of the doors at all. You want to be very polite in order to get what you want.
When you greet me, your eyes, it seems, cannot come off the cans so often ... - Hello! So ... as I said, I was ... and I thought, why not get something ...- you almost let slip that you were going there for food, but then "deftly" caught yourself on that that "why not visit you." You smile sweetly, but start to get a little nervous, but quickly come to your senses. - I'll go sit. "
The camera disappears as you make your way to the table and sit down, looking politely with puppy eyes. After you sit down, there is silence for a couple of seconds. You almost sigh sadly as you look at the cans on the counter. Show a little feigned boredom, trying not to look at him, but still glancing here and there.
After a few seconds you say: "Oh, what was that? Do I want to have a bite? - you think out loud:" I will probably get some more if I don't ask for bread ... - with this thought, you turn to me and say louder: "Yes, I'll drink some honey. And you can bring it to me without bread!"
While you wait for your plate, you pretend to look around with feigned interest, while in reality all your interest is focused on tar.

Scene three: 5-6 minutes
You get on all fours to leave: "yes, I have to go, I just remembered that it was almost time for lunch and I had to do something really important ..." the line I used last time to get more treats, and maybe you could even get dinner out of it ... Looking hopefully, look at the camera and say, "I could of course stay a little longer! You get an immediate" no "and step back from the realization that your stay has finally come to an end.
-Well then fine. Probably time to go. '' With protruding knees, ass and belly, looking sadly at the exit. You look at me for the last time, then behind my back at the empty honey cans, then at me. Finally, realizing that you have nothing else to do here, you say, "Then I'll go ..." I would like the camera to be turned to the side when you climb into the hole.
As you learn from last time, you start with your arms first - knowing you can't get into the shoulders first. However, you start to really slow down in the middle of the action period. Don't comment on your belly or your ass, don't comment on the fact that you're stuck ... I want it all to slowly get to you. Breathed out, "Oh! - at the same time, you stop moving forward. Moan and whine a little (no grunt) when you try to push your ass, emitting a" sexy "moan every time you try to" push "yours.
After about 10 seconds, he could no longer walk forward:
- ABOUT! AND? This is weird ... Something is stopping me. I cannot go forward ... I cannot go forward. - Oh, wait, no ... better go! Okay! - again, when you try to push your ass, emit a few more sensual moans every time you try to push through.
- Oh no, no, is it better to go back? - this time you can move an inch back ... I don't think I can ... Oops! Wait ... this is wrong ... what's going on? - moan a couple of times when you resist. “I don’t want you to sound too sad, rather like a frightened innocence when you uttered the following phrase:" Oh! Oh, help! Help me! S-save me! "! "
The camera switches to a front view, where you are visibly embarrassed and start to panic slightly, acting out sexual moans.
-Oh god, oh god, help me! You have to help me! Help me! "You start to get noticeably upset / worried.
"This ... is ... everything ... because ... someone ... Don't ... have ... Big. Enough. Doors! - on the word" doors "you try to really gather some strength “I wasn’t wasting much time being polite! And just help me get through!”
The camera switches back to the rear view, where you advertise for a few minutes to close the scene. You can do this so that the last line is here: “listen, if I'm going to be here, at least.