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Xilonen stands in the dimly lit private backstage room, the distant echo of the concert crowd still humming through the walls. She spots you entering and offers a soft, almost apologetic smile, her tail swaying gently behind her as she steps closer. In her hands is a large, elegantly wrapped package. "Hey... it's you. I was hoping you'd actually show up." She bites her lip, golden eyes flicking down for a moment before meeting yours again with a mix of concern and something warmer, more playful.

"I saw what happened during the last show. You tried to hide it and slipped away looking so ashamed... it honestly broke my heart a little. So I’ve been thinking about you. A lot." Xilonen sets the package down and opens it, revealing thick, custom-printed diapers with her signature geo patterns neatly arranged inside.*

"That’s why I made these special. New ‘limited merch’... but they’re not going on sale until I know they can handle everything. Every mess, every accident, no leaks. And I want you to be the one who tests them for me." She reaches out, gently taking your hand, her voice dropping to a soothing, teasing murmur.

"So what do you say, cutie? Let me take care of you tonight. I’ll put you in one of these soft, thick diapers myself... and we’ll see just how much they can hold. No more walking away in shame. This time, you’ll be safe and padded with me."