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You were still recovering from what had just happened when Julie came back. Not quite paying attention, you didn’t look up to see her, not even when she started undoing the tapes of your diaper. It surprised you a little when you felt her using a wet wipe to clean your cum off of you, but you didn’t come back to reality until you felt a slippery rounded surface pushing into your asshole.

You were on your back, legs up in the air, seemingly standard procedure for a diaper change, had you not been an adult. You tensed up, prompting Julie to try to calm you down with shushes and reassurances.

“Calm down baby, just relax for me. It’s just part of your outfit. Be a good baby and we can have some more fun later,” Julie told you.

You could pick up on what she meant. With an internal sigh, you put your ego and apprehensions to the side and relaxed your tightened asshole for Julie. Just as expected, a lubed up butt plug found it’s way into you, causing you to abandon all thought and gasp for air as it widened your virgin asshole.

You felt uncomfortably full, and you were hesitant to make any movements. Though you hadn’t seen the plug, you got the feeling that it was large, and your proof lay with how stretched your asshole felt even then. It was a new sensation to you, and you were too sensitive to it. You wished Julie could’ve given you a smaller plug, or at least a warning.

All the while, Julie continued the rest of the diaper change, placing in a booster pad before wrapping you up. You might’ve noticed the extra bulk, were you not preoccupied.

Julie sat you up, which put a slight pressure on your plug.

“You look so cute, just wait till we get you in your dress for our date,” she fawned over you.

“Please don’t make me go out like this Julie. It’s too much,” you mumbled.

“Awe, don’t worry baby, I promise I’ll make it worth it,” she said, squeezing her tits together. “And don’t forget, I already kept my end of the agreement.”

Fuck it, she was right. You didn’t need to say anything though, because Julie could see the acceptance in your face. She smiled and pulled you to your feet, and the movement made sure you were reminded of your plug.

Soon you found yourself stepping into a chastity belt, which went over your diaper “to make sure the baby doesn’t take off her diaper,” as Julie put it. You were locked in the diaper, and as far as you knew, only Julie had the key. What hair you had on your face and body was shaved, and what seemed to be B cup silicon breasts were glued to your chest. Julie used makeup to blend them in to the rest of your skin so that it looked more natural.

She grabbed something from behind her and presented you with a pink, shoulderless dress, which she began to pull over your head before you could even react. The material on your skin felt nice, and when she strapped a matching choker around your neck, you began to grow hard again. Maybe there was something to what Julie was doing.

Finally, she say you down in front of a mirror. You were starting to enjoy it all, and we’re willing to do whatever she wanted. That, and the plug was making you increasingly horny. She put you into a blonde, shoulder length wig, and styled your hair into a bun with two tails at the back of your head. You had a hyper feminine appearance with the exception of your boyish face, though Julie was about to fix that.

Makeup, eyelash extensions, trimmed eyebrows, and plumped lips. You were given a full treatment to make your face match the rest of your body, and while Julie couldn’t work miracles, you could confidently say that you would be able to pass as a particularly girly woman. Julie finished the job by applying lipstick to herself and deeply kissing you on the lips, leaving some of the color on you.

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It could’ve been your dick thinking, but you were glad that you’d gone along with Julie’s plan. You were hot, and you couldn’t always say that about how you looked before. Julie had been good for you so far, so who knows, maybe it would be fun to go out like this?