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Phoebe looked at her computer, curious as to what to do. The pre-hormone female ran her finger across the touchpad, scrolling up and down the strange Ebay page she had found, trying to think of the perfect prank to pull on the Deviantart artist known as Leila Stoat. She had a knack for drawing people in sissy outfits, no matter their sex or gender, and when the young Brazilian put up a journal saying she wanted to be pranked, Phoebe couldn’t help but giggle. Oh the things she bought…and all would, according to the Ebay page, be giving to Leila as she slept. When she woke up she would be completely changed.

When Leila woke up the next morning, she noticed something was wrong. Her whole body felt covered in something or another, but not by the blanket she slept under the night before. In fact, she wasn’t laying down at all. She awoke in a strange chair in her living room, with metallic shackled enclosed around her arms and magnetically locked. She couldn’t feel the cold metal on her arms, however, as they were encased in long, pink elbow gloves. She squirmed and heard a crinkling, and that’s when she looked down. On her body was a pink, flowing ballgown, with so many hoopskirts and petticoats on underneath that the gown seemed to be endless. It would be impossible to try and lift the petticoats up, as even more would be past them. If she didn’t get this stuff off ever, she would never see her legs again. The back of her feet were raised off the ground, thanks to the pink four-inch high heels that were shackled onto her legs, which were in turn coated in pink thigh highs. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, and her face was all made up. Pink eye shadow, mascara, pink lipstick and blush. A pink choker was wrapped around her neck with a heart on it. But what couldn’t be seen was still worse then that. Her bottom wasn’t touching the chair, it was raised thanks to a nice, thick diaper that kept her legs separated and would force her to waddle around in her gown. She was a diapered princess now, with so many petticoats if she used her diaper it would be nigh-impossible to change herself.

As she blushed with embarrassment at her situation, a TV in front of her turned on, and a smiling, giggling girl looked back. “Hi Leila, I’m a huge fan! My name is Phoebe and today is April Fools Day! Got you! So…here’s the deal, you’re now a baby princess! Who’s a cutie….yes you are, yes you are! But seriously, I hope you have a boyfriend or somebody to change you, because that stuff is super-glued to you for the next seven days, including the diaper. Sorry, the people I hired from Ebay went a tiny bit overboard, but it was so worth it! Have a fun week going to work and school or whatever you do during the day, and have fun sleeping at night, stuck in all that for a week including the diaper!” With that, Phoebe blew a kiss and giggled one more time before the TV turned off, the shackles unlocked, and Leila started a long…long week as a diapered princess.

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Phoebe looked at her computer, curious as to what to do. The pre-hormone female ran her finger across the touchpad, scrolling up and down the strange Ebay page she had found, trying to think of the perfect prank to pull on the Deviantart artist known as Leila Stoat. She had a knack for drawing people in sissy outfits, no matter their sex or gender, and when the young Brazilian put up a journal saying she wanted to be pranked, Phoebe couldn’t help but giggle. Oh the things she bought…and all would, according to the Ebay page, be giving to Leila as she slept. When she woke up she would be completely changed.

When Leila woke up the next morning, she noticed something was wrong. Her whole body felt covered in something or another, but not by the blanket she slept under the night before. In fact, she wasn’t laying down at all. She awoke in a strange chair in her living room, with metallic shackled enclosed around her arms and magnetically locked. She couldn’t feel the cold metal on her arms, however, as they were encased in long, pink elbow gloves. She squirmed and heard a crinkling, and that’s when she looked down. On her body was a pink, flowing ballgown, with so many hoopskirts and petticoats on underneath that the gown seemed to be endless. It would be impossible to try and lift the petticoats up, as even more would be past them. If she didn’t get this stuff off ever, she would never see her legs again. The back of her feet were raised off the ground, thanks to the pink four-inch high heels that were shackled onto her legs, which were in turn coated in pink thigh highs. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, and her face was all made up. Pink eye shadow, mascara, pink lipstick and blush. A pink choker was wrapped around her neck with a heart on it. But what couldn’t be seen was still worse then that. Her bottom wasn’t touching the chair, it was raised thanks to a nice, thick diaper that kept her legs separated and would force her to waddle around in her gown. She was a diapered princess now, with so many petticoats if she used her diaper it would be nigh-impossible to change herself.

As she blushed with embarrassment at her situation, a TV in front of her turned on, and a smiling, giggling girl looked back. “Hi Leila, I’m a huge fan! My name is Phoebe and today is April Fools Day! Got you! So…here’s the deal, you’re now a baby princess! Who’s a cutie….yes you are, yes you are! But seriously, I hope you have a boyfriend or somebody to change you, because that stuff is super-glued to you for the next seven days, including the diaper. Sorry, the people I hired from Ebay went a tiny bit overboard, but it was so worth it! Have a fun week going to work and school or whatever you do during the day, and have fun sleeping at night, stuck in all that for a week including the diaper!” With that, Phoebe blew a kiss and giggled one more time before the TV turned off, the shackles unlocked, and Leila started a long…long week as a diapered princess.