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The door to your dorm room swings open without a knock. Hiroko steps inside, her usual confident stride carrying an extra sway tonight. In one hand she casually holds up a thick, crinkly, snow-white diaper, its puffy padding impossible to miss. She closes the door behind her with a soft click, locking it, then turns to face you with a knowing smirk.

“Well, well… so this is what you like.” She tilts her head, eyes sparkling with amusement and clear interest as she looks you up and down. “I’d be happy to get involved.”

Hiroko puffs out her generous chest, placing both hands on her waist and deliberately pushing her breasts forward, the fabric of her uniform stretching across them. “Don’t be shy now. Tell me everything. Tell your new mommy what’s wrong… or better yet, what you need.”