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She decides to have one last hurrah before things get too awkward. Little does she know that a surprise awaits her in the morning. What surprises await her?\n\nHere's another story starring my friend Chris. The Secret Project did so well I decided to write a new one. Chris loved it too. This one isn't as lewd as The Secret Project though, don't be too disappointed.\nYes, it's a lowkey isekai, but it's not like an anime isekai.\n\nAs always, share with your friends, drop a fave, and leave a comment.\n\nFor the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/55143527/", "description_bbcode_parsed": "After Chris's parents discover her stash of diapers she's at a loss. She decides to have one last hurrah before things get too awkward. Little does she know that a surprise awaits her in the morning. What surprises await her?

Here's another story starring my friend Chris. The Secret Project did so well I decided to write a new one. Chris loved it too. This one isn't as lewd as The Secret Project though, don't be too disappointed.
Yes, it's a lowkey isekai, but it's not like an anime isekai.

As always, share with your friends, drop a fave, and leave a comment.

For the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/55143527/", "writing": "Surprise Princess\n\nWe all have bad days. Sometimes things keep going wrong one after another, or you get a killer migraine all day, or sometimes your parents discover your secret hobby. The latter is what happened to Chris last night. Her father found her hidden stash of diapers. Of course, he told her mom, and then the entire house knew. What a horrible thing to have happened, they all thought. Nineteen years old and wearing diapers, where did we go wrong?\n\nChris sat on her bed surrounded by all her plushies, hugging her Blåhaj tightly. They were even talking about going to family therapy because of this. Living in a Latino family like she did, she had limited freedom as is. This was her little secret, and now it was out. A few of her friends at school knew and were cool about it. Of course, she had many friends on Discord who were into it, and she was in several servers treating it like a perfectly normal thing. If only she had parents like a few of her friends had. Their parents were okay with it; hell, they even bought diapers for them!\n\nSurprisingly, her parents had not tried to get rid of them. They couldn’t find where she stashed them anyway. They only found out because her dad barged into her room while she was taking a cute pic while wearing only her BunnyHops diaper. She knew she had only one chance to wear them again before they came to get them.\n\nShe got up from her bed and went to her hiding spot, a loose floorboard. Lifting the floorboard revealed a half-empty pack of BunnyHops. She reached down and grabbed two. Now’s a good time to double up and use them up. Knowing her parents, they’d throw them away or, understanding the nature of her dad’s fury, burn them. Heck, her dad had taken her PC from her just for being snippy with him one time, and she still didn’t have it back six months later.\n\nShe breathed a deep sigh and held them close to her chest. “One more fun time.” She unfolded one diaper and rubbed the sides together to fluff them up. Laying it flat on the bed, she repeated it with the second diaper but poked two holes in the second diaper so any liquids would flow to the first one once it was full. She got the baby powder from the hiding spot and placed it on her bedside table. Lying flat on the bed and adjusting herself over the diapers, she started the usual ritual: Baby powder first, making sure to powder under her dick and balls, tape up the inner diaper, then the outer diaper. \n\nStruggling to get up, she stood and returned to her hiding spot. Pulling out a folded-up garment, she let it unfold in her hands to reveal a Sailor Moon-esuqe romper with pink trim and skirt. She had done this many times before, so it didn’t take long to put on. The skirt didn’t cover as much as usual due to the double-layered diaper, but Chris thought it was cute. \n\nShe was already in trouble, so she thought, what was a little more? Walking over to her door, she locked it. Her dad hated locked doors; no secrets were allowed in his house. Flopping onto the bed, she got her phone from the bedside table. Opening Discord, she thought about sending a DM to one of her friends about what happened. She had been in trouble for more minor things before and had her phone taken, so she had taken to letting them know if she would be gone for a while. She shot a quick DM to her friend PikaDIaps.\n\n\nDiaperedChwis\nDad found my diaper stash. He hasn’t taken them yet, but I bet he’ll do it soon. I might be gone for a bit, too, so I thought I’d let you know.\n\nShe opened the camera to take a cute selfie of herself in her double-padded diaper and sailor romper. Attaching it to another DM, she sent this:\n\nDiaperedChwis\nMight be my last time padded before college too.\n\nShe put her phone down on the table and looked out her window. The sun was nearly down now, making the various apartments of ghetto LA cast long shadows. Time just flew by. “Well, bedtime, I guess.” She reached for the light switch by her bed and turned off the lights. It was a stressful day, and she needed sleep. “It would be so much better if everyone wore diapers.” She said absentmindedly as she drifted off to sleep. \n\n* * *\n\nThe next day, Chris woke up groggy. Raising from her pillow, she stretched her arms and let out a big yawn. She looked down and remembered. “Oh yeah.” Reaching down to feel the diapers, she listened to the satisfying crinkle. She didn’t seem to wet very much. It was so thick she couldn’t feel her dick underneath. It was the weekend anyway, so she could stay in her room all weekend and swamp it. \n\n“Oh, I forgot something.” Reaching the drawer underneath her bed, she pulled out her pink shimipan, thigh-high socks, and arm gloves. “I can’t believe I forgot these.” Slipping the gloves over her tanned skin made her feel warmer and more comfortable. The socks were more of a struggle to wear due to the extra thick diaper, but she put them on her slender legs. She felt complete now. Looking for her phone, she reached for it on the side table, hoping to take another selfie for her friend PikaDiaps. However, her phone was acting peculiarly. “No signal?” Indeed, no bars were showing in the upper corner of the screen.\n\nSuddenly, light started leaking in from the edges of her bedroom door—a blinding, golden light. Chris peered at it through slitted eyes; it was just too bright. Setting her phone down, she rose from her bed and walked to the door, blocking the light with her arm. Opening the door with her other hand, she was shocked at what she saw. Her arms fell to her sides, and she nearly fell over her jaw agape. \n\nHer family’s apartment was gone, L.A. was gone, and the earth was possibly gone. She was in an elegantly decorated room. Pillars against the wall, a king-size canopy bed with pink curtains, a large mirror and dresser against the wall, indeed a royal-looking room. Chris slowly exited her room and entered this new, mysterious bedroom. She could see through the curtains on the bed that it was covered with plushies of various kinds: bears, dolphins, cats, and many more animals. Large windows with flowing pink curtains let beams of sunlight into the room, illuminating the entire room. A gentle breeze drifted into the room, ticking Chris’s skin. It felt different from the breezes in L.A. The Wind picked up and shut the door behind her. It closed with a gentle *chunk*.\n\nChris looked around the room more. “I must be dreaming,” she said to herself. She walked over to one of the windows. As she did, she heard a noise, almost like a crowd. Slower now, she crept to the window and poked her head out. A beautiful courtyard filled with hedges, rose bushes, and several statues. A fountain was in the center of it all. Four giant teddy bears spewing water from their mouths, standing on one leg.\n\n“I’m not in L.A. anymore, am I?” \n\nThere was a knock coming from the other side of the room. She turned around, worried someone would see her where she didn’t belong. She looked left and right. Nowhere to hide. “I have to get home.” She ran for the door she came through, past the bed, past the dresser with the mirror, and right next to the large doors. She turned the knob and ran through the door.\n\nShe ran into the dark. Did she turn off the lights before she left her room? SLAM! She ran into something and fell flat on her padded butt. “Ow.” She reached her arms out in front of her, waving them around. She hit something and felt it with both hands—a wall. “Oh no,” she said aloud. “Nonononono.” She slammed herself against the wall again. She didn’t fall this time, but her heart sank. She couldn’t get back to L.A. Back to her room. \n\nThe door opened, and light poured in. “Ah, my lady. Were you sleepwalking again?”\n\nChris turned around. A figure was standing there in the light. She could only see a silhouette. Canine-looking ears, a poofy tail peeking out from behind her clothes, and a short muzzle. They sounded feminine. “Umm…..” Chris looked at her with a blank face. ‘Did she just call me my lady?’ “I must have been,” she said to the maid, “You know I have that bad habit.” ‘Roll with it.’ Chris thought.\n\n“You do indeed.” The figure said. She let out a long sigh, “Not very noble of you, but some habits die hard.” She stepped further into the dark room and reached for the wall. A slight creak was heard, and there was light. Candles illuminated along the wall with amber-colored hurricanes. She found herself in a large walk-in closet. Every hanger held decorative and frilly dresses. Almost every dress was pink, just like the bed and the curtains in the room, but a few were purple or white.\n\nThe figure turned out to be a dog. She had short black fur with grey splotches, a sign of her age. Her face looked kind and careworn. She wore a black maid dress with a white apron tied around her hip. “Come now, my lady,” the maid said as she reached out a hand. Let’s prepare you for the day.”\n\nChris looked at her hand. Reaching for her hand, she was shocked not to see a paw but a human-looking hand. They both walked out of the closet, Chris’ hand in the firm but gentle hand of the old-looking maid. Three other maids were waiting outside, standing next to each other. “Good morning, my lady.” They all bowed. \n\nThe three other maids weren’t as old as the other maids; they looked relatively young. They were all cats. A brown tabby, one jet black, and a ginger-furred cat. Their tails all had black ribbons tied on the end, except for the black cat, who had a white ribbon.\n\nIt was then that Chris made an observation. The three maids wore diapers. You could see them underneath their dresses, peaking out from the very short maid uniform—plain white diapers. Chris also remembered that she was wearing her diapers, too. Her face flushed red. She looked down at the older maid; she had a longer dress so that she couldn’t tell.\n\nThe older maid spoke up. “I found her, ladies. She was sleepwalking again.”\n\n“How silly of you, my lady,” the tabby cat maid said jokingly.\n\n“At least once a week,” the black cat maid sighed.\t\n\n“I hope you didn’t injure yourself,” the ginger-furred maid said worriedly.\n\n“Oh, no. I’m alright.” Chris looked at the floor, embarrassed. She did not like having this much attention on her. \n\n“Bridgette, Naomi, Jane. Enough small talk. It is time for the morning rituals.”\n\n“Yes, Miss Estelle.” The three maids wandered in separate directions, crinkling the whole time.\n\n‘So those are their names,’ Chris thought. \n\n“Now, my lady,” Estelle said, “You know what to do. Or are you still waking up?”\n\nChris was still looking at the floor. She had no idea what to do. “Oh, Estelle, I’m still tired.”\n\n“Very well then, my lady.” She led Chris to the bed and drew back the curtains. She pulled a large towel from a drawer underneath the bed and spread it on the sheets. “Lay down, please, my lady.”\n\nChris knew what was happening. They must have seen that she was wearing a diaper. ‘Just roll with it.’ She sat down on the bed and lay on her back. She looked up towards the head of the bed. All the plushies she had seen through the curtain before were there. It was like they were looking at her. \n\nEstele flipped her skirt up and cooed. “Oh, my lady. You soaked yourself last night.”\n\nChris was shocked. “Wait, I did?” She raised her head as best she could. Indeed, her double-padded diaper was stained and completely soaked through. “How did I not notice?” She wore diapers often but didn’t wear them so often that she’d not notice if she had to pee.\n\n“My, you are tired,” Estelle said. “Perhaps the witch's curse did more than make you incontinent?” What on earth was she talking about? Chris wasn’t sure at all. “You know, that’s the whole reason the kingdom always agreed to wear diapers. What a terrible thing to do to a young child. You were too young to remember.” Estelle shook her head in sorrow.\n\n“You know, though,” Bridgette said from inside the closet, “I rather enjoy it. I get so much more work done without regular bathroom breaks.” She emerged holding the most oversized diaper Chris had ever seen. “And…” she paused for a second. “I enjoy wearing them in general. I wish I could have the extra poofy ones you do, my lady.” Indeed, the diaper in her hands was gigantic. It seemed pink, just like everything else in the room. She started to unfold it and floor it up like Chris did with hers. She would have to wear five filled diapers at once to get a diaper that poofy.\n\n“It was tough for some of us,” Jane said from the dresser, removing items from drawers and setting them in front of the mirror. I came around to it, though. It helps too if you look as lovely as you do, my lady.”\n\n“Me? Lovely?”\n\n“Of course,” said Naomi. She was behind Chris on the right side of the bed. “Your silver fur is simply beautiful.”\n\nChris blushed for some reason. “But my fur isn’t silver.”\n\n‘Fur? Why did I say fur?’ At that moment, her whole body began to tingle.\n\n“Yes, it is,“ said Naomi, “It must be wonderful to have fur like that.”\n\n“Enough of that, Naomi.” Estelle put her hands on her hips and looked at her. “Your flattery isn’t going to get you a raise.”\n\n“I mean it, though.” Naomi pressed her pointer fingers together and looked at them, embarrassed. “The princess is beautiful.”\n\nChris’s eyes grew as large as dinner plates. Fur was beginning to sprout from all over her body. Her arms were starting to turn silver and furry, and her legs, too. The tingling wouldn’t stop as it spread to her head. She touched her face to realize that her face was getting furry, too. She could feel her ears moving up her head. They were stretching into more fox-shaped ears. Fur sprouted on them in no time at all. They found their new place on top of her head. \n\n“We need to focus on work,” Estelle said, turning back to Chris, now red-faced and hot. “Let’s get back to this.” Estelle ripped off the tape of her diapers quickly, like a professional. Before Chris could even blink, both diapers were off. Her penis was now exposed to the cold air and slowly getting hard. “My goodness, you always get hard during changes. You are still a child, aren’t you?” Estelle looked at Chris with a caring face.\n\n“No….” Chris’s face only got redder, and her hair grew longer. She couldn’t help but look at her erection. It was throbbing hard. The combination of growing fur and being changed by a stranger was giving her a very hard, throbbing boner. On top of that, the tingling was spreading to her dick now. Could it have been the fact that she was horny? Was it the tingling of the fur? She wasn’t going to grow fur on her dick, was she?!\n\nWorse, she watched her dick grow and change shape. As it grew, it turned a darker shade of red. She couldn’t believe her eyes; her average human penis became a vulpine-shaped penis. She didn’t want a bigger dick! \n\nBridgette came to the bed with the diaper. She set the diaper on the bed beside her and bent to the drawers under the bed. Pulling out wipes and powder, she handed them to Estelle. “Don’t forget these, Estelle.”\n\n“Oh yes, thank you.” With the hands of a skilled professional, Estelle wiped off all the caked-on powder and remaining stickiness from the old diapers. Luckily, the furification process hasn’t reached her groin yet. It felt so good to be taken care of. She poured on the powder and spread it around evenly. Chris didn’t know why these people thought she was the princess, but maybe she could play along for a while if life was this lavish. “Diaper,” Estelle said aloud.\n\n“Diaper,” Bridgette repeated, handing the diaper to Estelle. She noticed that the diaper had a small hole in the back. ‘Don’t tell me.’ It was too late. She felt a little prick in her tailbone as if something was trying to rip out of her body. Before she could scream, the pain was gone. She reached for a new furry hand underneath her. Sure enough, a tail was sprouting from her tailbone. \n\n\n“Raise your rear, my lady.” Chris did as she was told, almost as if in a trance. She slid it underneath her butt and adjusted it so the tapes were even. Chris noticed something while she was raised; she looked thinner. Her thighs were slimmer than before. She always had a bit of meat on her thighs but was not fat by any means. And her hips looked wider. What exactly was happening? Why wasn’t she more worried? The fur had also spread to her hips. Her legs were covered in silver fur now. Silver fur with tiny white tips, about 2 inches long. Estelle reached for her developing tail and slipped it through the tail hole of the diaper.\n\n“Alright, back down.” Chris did as she was bid. Estelle began padding her up with the fresh, colossal diaper. It felt so soft underneath her. It was almost like she was sitting on a pillow. She opened the bottle of powder and dumped an obscene amount of powder on her newly furry bottom, dick, and rear. \n\n“Must you always use that much?” Bridgette asked.\n\n“Yes,” Estelle said proudly, “There is no such thing as too much, and too little can cause chafing. You know that, don’t you, Jane?”\n\nJane blushed from the opposite end of the room. “Yeah…”\n\nWhen Estelle applied the tapes, she was so fast that Chris could hardly see her. Not a single tape came undone, either. “You’re so professional about it, Estelle,” Naomi said bluntly. “Why not have some fun with it?”\n\n“When you’ve been head maid as long as I have, and you’ve been changing diapers for children and adults alike, there’s no room for fun. Too little powder, you risk chafing. Mess up one of the tapes, and you risk it falling off. This is a job, and I take it very seriously.”\n\nChris was impressed with her professionalism. She hadn’t even noticed that her hips had gotten so vast. The fur had worked its way up to her chest now. Chris wasn’t paying attention to that whole conversation either. The moment she was taped up, she phased out. This was the poofiest and comfiest diaper she had ever felt. It was as soft as wool on the inside, possibly as large as those diapers she liked finding on Pixiv, and it was the crinkliest one she had ever heard. \n\n“My lady,” Chris was woken from her daze. Bridgette reached out to her. “Let’s get you dressed.” Chris reached for Bridgette’s hand and pulled Chris up from the bed. When she stood up, it was very hard to keep her legs together. She tried to squeeze her legs together, but she absolutely couldn’t. She was stuck with her legs out. Her tail was fully grown now. It was a beautiful silver like the rest of her body now.\n\n“Arm’s up, my lady.” Naomi was behind her. Chris looked behind her but found it hard to do with her new long hair getting in her face. “Arm’s up.” Chris obeyed and raised her arms; they were slender now, too. Naomi reached around her waist. She pulled up her skirt, and it fell to the ground. Then, it was time for her romper. That, too, went to the floor, exposing her upper body to everyone. She felt the urge to cover herself up for some reason. “Ahh!” When she did, she felt fur. She looked down and saw that her whole upper body was covered now. Her shoulders were becoming less broad by the second. The fur was making her more feminine, too! \n\n“Keep those arms up, my lady.” Naomi slid a dress over Chris's top like a parent would dress their infant: wiggle the dress over their arms and slide it down their body. Chris looked down at herself. A baby pink dress with white frills. Short sleeved, with lace on the trim. There was way too much free space in the chest area. “I’m happy you requested these simple dresses, my lady. The old ones were harder to fit over the diapers.” \n\nBridgette led her over to the dresser with a mirror. Sitting down, Jane came up behind her. “I love this time of day. I get to brush your fur and make you look beautiful. Chris looked at the contents of the dresser. Brushes, hair clips, a mannequin head with a tiara (presumably hers), and several bottles with atomizers. She assumed these were perfumes of some kind.\n\nJane reached for the brush first. “Let’s get this beautiful hair all brushed out.” She began running the brush through the fur on her head. Chris could hardly recognize herself. The brush felt so lovely, though. She closed her eyes to savor it. She was missing her face-changing shape. Her face was slowly becoming slimmer and more feminine. She didn’t notice that her nose was shrinking into her face and her snout was growing. \n\n“Did you have any dreams, my lady?”\n\nChris thought about that. Did she have any dreams? “I don’t know.” She was having a hard time remembering much of anything. She thought she was in a weird place this morning. ‘Oh yeah, I woke up in the closet because I was sleep-walking. How silly of me.’ But wasn’t there something else, she thought? “You know, I dreamed I was in a strange world.”\n\n“Oh, tell me about it,” Jane said curiously. She kept brushing her fur, half done now.\n\n“Well,” Chris thought, “I woke up in a small room. The walls were white, and the floor looked like wood. When I looked out the window, I saw buildings made of brick, and there were so many of them. Packed together so tightly.”\n\n“Sounds so strange.”\n\n“Yeah, then I walked through a door, then I don’t remember the rest.” Chris thought hard about this. Why couldn’t she remember anything else past this morning? Didn’t she have a family? A home somewhere else? She opened her eyes to look in the mirror again. She had a snout now? She didn’t recognize the person she saw. Everything was different. Her eyes were blue now; they used to be brown. What was happening to her? She may have used she/her, but she was biologically male. Was that even the case anymore? She looked entirely like a silver fox now. \n\n“Well, your fur is all smooth and wonderful, my lady. It's about time we get some perfume on. Any requests?” Her tail twitched behind her in anticipation.\n\n“Well, how about I leave it to you today?”\n\n“I love it when you say that.” Jane excitedly turned around and looked at the perfume choices. Her tail constantly swayed left to right as she chose the best selection.\n\n“You know, my lady,” Naomi said from behind her. Your mother has told me some things about you. Do you mind if I ask you some things?”\n\n“Naomi, I’ve told you not to ask the princess personal questions,” Estelle spoke up from the bed as she was cleaning up the bed.\n\n“Oh, no. It is quite all right, my dear.” Chris said in a high, royal-sounding voice. ‘Wait, quite all right? Since when have I talked like that?’\n\n“Well,” said Naomi, “Is it true that your breasts are still growing?” Chris’s chest began to tingle. “You know, you’re nineteen now, and you’re still growing. Nothing wrong with being a late bloomer.” Chris could feel her nipples hardening. “I had my growth spurt early and ended early.” Chris turned to look at Naomi. Indeed, she had decent-sized breasts, but not huge, either. Perky B cups, if anything. \n\n“Close your eyes, my lady. I’m about to spray the perfume.” She pressed the atomizer five times in various locations around Chris’s head. Breathing in the scent, she felt so relaxed. Her new nose was many times more sensitive than her old one, and she felt the effects of the perfume at a higher level. \n\n“Oh, my apologies, Jane. To answer your question, Naomi, dear, I am about a DD cup. I have found that I am still growing. It is a little embarrassing, so please do not tell anyone. I would much rather I be more your size.”\n\n“Oh, my lady.” Naomi flushed, clearly flattered. Her tail fell to the ground. \n\n“Nonsense,” Jane said, “I’d much rather be larger like you are, my lady.” Looking at Jane, she was also a smaller size but more significant than Naomi. She tried to look down at herself but could not see very well. She could see that she was developing breasts, though. What was this place doing to her?\n\n“Ladies, please,” Bridgette said as she walked over, “Talking with my lady about something as private as that, have you no shame?”\n\n“No, no,” Chris said, trying to ease the situation but trying not to move. “I would rather enjoy being closer to you all. I may be the princess, but that does not mean I am truly untouchable or demanding respect every moment. Please feel free to speak to me about anything.” \n\n‘What am I saying?’ Memories started flowing into her head. Her coronation, birthdays, loving moments with her mother and father, and several mornings of the same ritual. ‘I could get used to this, perhaps,’ Chris thought. \n\n “How long have we been your maids, my lady?” Jane asked.\n\nChris replied with her new knowledge. “Ten years. Aside from Estelle, of course, she has been here for my mother and father, too.”\n\n“And your children too, my lady,” Estelle responded as she finished arranging the bed.\n\n“Alright. I have a new decree,” Chris said, clasping her hands together on her lap. “You four, my royal maids, can address me by my first name.”\n\nThe three froze. “Are you sure, my lady?”\n\n“Yes, so I decree,” Chris said confidently. “No need to be stuffy around me. You as well, Estelle.”\n\n“If it’s all the same to you, my lady,” Estelle said politely and with all the reverence and respect that \n\nroyalty needed to be addressed with, “I shall refrain. I am an old woman now, far past that age.”\n\n“Oh, but we shall, my lady,” said Jane, “Oh, sorry, Christine.”\n\n“Yes,” Naomi said, “Princess Christine.”\n\n“How about,” Bridgette dared, “Princess Chris?”\n\n“I would simply love it,” Princess Chris said.\n\n“Well, Princess Chris,” said Jane, “I believe you are ready for the day.”\n\nPrincess Chris looked in the mirror. She looked everything a princess should. “Oh dear.” She looked down; the girls had certainly grown out while she was unable to look. She was sitting at a DD, and her dress showed plenty of cleavage despite her fur. She also looked down at the bulge in her dress. \n\nHer diaper showed when she was sitting. She poked it. Her finger sunk into it. She sunk her whole hand into the diaper. She nearly lost her hand in its poofiness. She lifted her dress for a look. There was a small yellow spot. She was incontinent now. She didn’t even know she had wet. How many wets would it take to fill this diaper, anyway?\n\n“You know what, girls? Why don’t we have a sleepover tonight? Maybe you all can try on one of the royal diapers.” She couldn’t help but want to share the experience of one of these beautiful diapers.\n\nThe three looked at her with awe, their tails straight up in the air. They all said in unison, “You mean it?”\n\n“Of course I do. I wish to know you all better. What better way than to be silly and act like a bunch of giggling girls?” They all laughed.\n\nEstelle cleared her throat. “I hate to interrupt, my lady, but it is time to get going. The King and Queen are expecting you in the hall.”\n\n“I suppose if it must be so.” Chris grasped the tiara from the dresser and delicately placed it on her head. Rising from her chair, she began walking toward the door. She turned around and addressed her maids. “Ladies, I will have someone fetch you when it is time.”\n\nThe maids bowed in unison. “Yes, Princess Chris.” \n\nPrincess Chris took a look at herself from a distance in the mirror. A silver fox in a pink dress, pink shimipan thigh-highs and arm gloves, a silver tiara, and a vast poofy diaper that made it look like she had a big butt. She was happy with what she saw. Chris and Estelle walked out of the bedroom. ‘Maybe I’ll like this new life,” she thought.\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Surprise Princess

We all have bad days. Sometimes things keep going wrong one after another, or you get a killer migraine all day, or sometimes your parents discover your secret hobby. The latter is what happened to Chris last night. Her father found her hidden stash of diapers. Of course, he told her mom, and then the entire house knew. What a horrible thing to have happened, they all thought. Nineteen years old and wearing diapers, where did we go wrong?

Chris sat on her bed surrounded by all her plushies, hugging her Blåhaj tightly. They were even talking about going to family therapy because of this. Living in a Latino family like she did, she had limited freedom as is. This was her little secret, and now it was out. A few of her friends at school knew and were cool about it. Of course, she had many friends on Discord who were into it, and she was in several servers treating it like a perfectly normal thing. If only she had parents like a few of her friends had. Their parents were okay with it; hell, they even bought diapers for them!

Surprisingly, her parents had not tried to get rid of them. They couldn’t find where she stashed them anyway. They only found out because her dad barged into her room while she was taking a cute pic while wearing only her BunnyHops diaper. She knew she had only one chance to wear them again before they came to get them.

She got up from her bed and went to her hiding spot, a loose floorboard. Lifting the floorboard revealed a half-empty pack of BunnyHops. She reached down and grabbed two. Now’s a good time to double up and use them up. Knowing her parents, they’d throw them away or, understanding the nature of her dad’s fury, burn them. Heck, her dad had taken her PC from her just for being snippy with him one time, and she still didn’t have it back six months later.

She breathed a deep sigh and held them close to her chest. “One more fun time.” She unfolded one diaper and rubbed the sides together to fluff them up. Laying it flat on the bed, she repeated it with the second diaper but poked two holes in the second diaper so any liquids would flow to the first one once it was full. She got the baby powder from the hiding spot and placed it on her bedside table. Lying flat on the bed and adjusting herself over the diapers, she started the usual ritual: Baby powder first, making sure to powder under her dick and balls, tape up the inner diaper, then the outer diaper.

Struggling to get up, she stood and returned to her hiding spot. Pulling out a folded-up garment, she let it unfold in her hands to reveal a Sailor Moon-esuqe romper with pink trim and skirt. She had done this many times before, so it didn’t take long to put on. The skirt didn’t cover as much as usual due to the double-layered diaper, but Chris thought it was cute.

She was already in trouble, so she thought, what was a little more? Walking over to her door, she locked it. Her dad hated locked doors; no secrets were allowed in his house. Flopping onto the bed, she got her phone from the bedside table. Opening Discord, she thought about sending a DM to one of her friends about what happened. She had been in trouble for more minor things before and had her phone taken, so she had taken to letting them know if she would be gone for a while. She shot a quick DM to her friend PikaDIaps.


DiaperedChwis
Dad found my diaper stash. He hasn’t taken them yet, but I bet he’ll do it soon. I might be gone for a bit, too, so I thought I’d let you know.

She opened the camera to take a cute selfie of herself in her double-padded diaper and sailor romper. Attaching it to another DM, she sent this:

DiaperedChwis
Might be my last time padded before college too.

She put her phone down on the table and looked out her window. The sun was nearly down now, making the various apartments of ghetto LA cast long shadows. Time just flew by. “Well, bedtime, I guess.” She reached for the light switch by her bed and turned off the lights. It was a stressful day, and she needed sleep. “It would be so much better if everyone wore diapers.” She said absentmindedly as she drifted off to sleep.

* * *

The next day, Chris woke up groggy. Raising from her pillow, she stretched her arms and let out a big yawn. She looked down and remembered. “Oh yeah.” Reaching down to feel the diapers, she listened to the satisfying crinkle. She didn’t seem to wet very much. It was so thick she couldn’t feel her dick underneath. It was the weekend anyway, so she could stay in her room all weekend and swamp it.

“Oh, I forgot something.” Reaching the drawer underneath her bed, she pulled out her pink shimipan, thigh-high socks, and arm gloves. “I can’t believe I forgot these.”  Slipping the gloves over her tanned skin made her feel warmer and more comfortable. The socks were more of a struggle to wear due to the extra thick diaper, but she put them on her slender legs. She felt complete now. Looking for her phone, she reached for it on the side table, hoping to take another selfie for her friend PikaDiaps. However, her phone was acting peculiarly. “No signal?” Indeed, no bars were showing in the upper corner of the screen.

Suddenly, light started leaking in from the edges of her bedroom door—a blinding, golden light. Chris peered at it through slitted eyes; it was just too bright. Setting her phone down, she rose from her bed and walked to the door, blocking the light with her arm. Opening the door with her other hand, she was shocked at what she saw. Her arms fell to her sides, and she nearly fell over her jaw agape.

Her family’s apartment was gone, L.A. was gone, and the earth was possibly gone. She was in an elegantly decorated room. Pillars against the wall, a king-size canopy bed with pink curtains, a large mirror and dresser against the wall, indeed a royal-looking room. Chris slowly exited her room and entered this new, mysterious bedroom. She could see through the curtains on the bed that it was covered with plushies of various kinds: bears, dolphins, cats, and many more animals. Large windows with flowing pink curtains let beams of sunlight into the room, illuminating the entire room. A gentle breeze drifted into the room, ticking Chris’s skin. It felt different from the breezes in L.A. The Wind picked up and shut the door behind her. It closed with a gentle *chunk*.

Chris looked around the room more. “I must be dreaming,” she said to herself. She walked over to one of the windows. As she did, she heard a noise, almost like a crowd. Slower now, she crept to the window and poked her head out. A beautiful courtyard filled with hedges, rose bushes, and several statues. A fountain was in the center of it all. Four giant teddy bears spewing water from their mouths, standing on one leg.

“I’m not in L.A. anymore, am I?”

There was a knock coming from the other side of the room. She turned around, worried someone would see her where she didn’t belong. She looked left and right. Nowhere to hide. “I have to get home.” She ran for the door she came through, past the bed, past the dresser with the mirror, and right next to the large doors. She turned the knob and ran through the door.

She ran into the dark. Did she turn off the lights before she left her room? SLAM! She ran into something and fell flat on her padded butt. “Ow.” She reached her arms out in front of her, waving them around. She hit something and felt it with both hands—a wall. “Oh no,” she said aloud. “Nonononono.” She slammed herself against the wall again. She didn’t fall this time, but her heart sank. She couldn’t get back to L.A. Back to her room.

The door opened, and light poured in. “Ah, my lady. Were you sleepwalking again?”

Chris turned around. A figure was standing there in the light. She could only see a silhouette. Canine-looking ears, a poofy tail peeking out from behind her clothes, and a short muzzle. They sounded feminine. “Umm…..” Chris looked at her with a blank face. ‘Did she just call me my lady?’ “I must have been,” she said to the maid, “You know I have that bad habit.” ‘Roll with it.’ Chris thought.

“You do indeed.” The figure said. She let out a long sigh, “Not very noble of you, but some habits die hard.” She stepped further into the dark room and reached for the wall. A slight creak was heard, and there was light. Candles illuminated along the wall with amber-colored hurricanes. She found herself in a large walk-in closet. Every hanger held decorative and frilly dresses. Almost every dress was pink, just like the bed and the curtains in the room, but a few were purple or white.

The figure turned out to be a dog. She had short black fur with grey splotches, a sign of her age. Her face looked kind and careworn. She wore a black maid dress with a white apron tied around her hip. “Come now, my lady,” the maid said as she reached out a hand. Let’s prepare you for the day.”

Chris looked at her hand. Reaching for her hand, she was shocked not to see a paw but a human-looking hand. They both walked out of the closet, Chris’ hand in the firm but gentle hand of the old-looking maid. Three other maids were waiting outside, standing next to each other. “Good morning, my lady.” They all bowed.

The three other maids weren’t as old as the other maids; they looked relatively young. They were all cats. A brown tabby, one jet black, and a ginger-furred cat. Their tails all had black ribbons tied on the end, except for the black cat, who had a white ribbon.

It was then that Chris made an observation. The three maids wore diapers. You could see them underneath their dresses, peaking out from the very short maid uniform—plain white diapers. Chris also remembered that she was wearing her diapers, too. Her face flushed red. She looked down at the older maid; she had a longer dress so that she couldn’t tell.

The older maid spoke up. “I found her, ladies. She was sleepwalking again.”

“How silly of you, my lady,” the tabby cat maid said jokingly.

“At least once a week,” the black cat maid sighed.\t

“I hope you didn’t injure yourself,” the ginger-furred maid said worriedly.

“Oh, no. I’m alright.” Chris looked at the floor, embarrassed. She did not like having this much attention on her.

“Bridgette, Naomi, Jane. Enough small talk. It is time for the morning rituals.”

“Yes, Miss Estelle.” The three maids wandered in separate directions, crinkling the whole time.

‘So those are their names,’ Chris thought.

“Now, my lady,” Estelle said, “You know what to do. Or are you still waking up?”

Chris was still looking at the floor. She had no idea what to do. “Oh, Estelle, I’m still tired.”

“Very well then, my lady.” She led Chris to the bed and drew back the curtains. She pulled a large towel from a drawer underneath the bed and spread it on the sheets. “Lay down, please, my lady.”

Chris knew what was happening. They must have seen that she was wearing a diaper. ‘Just roll with it.’ She sat down on the bed and lay on her back. She looked up towards the head of the bed. All the plushies she had seen through the curtain before were there. It was like they were looking at her.

Estele flipped her skirt up and cooed. “Oh, my lady. You soaked yourself last night.”

Chris was shocked. “Wait, I did?” She raised her head as best she could. Indeed, her double-padded diaper was stained and completely soaked through. “How did I not notice?” She wore diapers often but didn’t wear them so often that she’d not notice if she had to pee.

“My, you are tired,” Estelle said. “Perhaps the witch's curse did more than make you incontinent?” What on earth was she talking about? Chris wasn’t sure at all. “You know, that’s the whole reason the kingdom always agreed to wear diapers. What a terrible thing to do to a young child. You were too young to remember.” Estelle shook her head in sorrow.

“You know, though,” Bridgette said from inside the closet, “I rather enjoy it. I get so much more work done without regular bathroom breaks.” She emerged holding the most oversized diaper Chris had ever seen. “And…” she paused for a second. “I enjoy wearing them in general. I wish I could have the extra poofy ones you do, my lady.” Indeed, the diaper in her hands was gigantic. It seemed pink, just like everything else in the room. She started to unfold it and floor it up like Chris did with hers. She would have to wear five filled diapers at once to get a diaper that poofy.

“It was tough for some of us,” Jane said from the dresser, removing items from drawers and setting them in front of the mirror. I came around to it, though. It helps too if you look as lovely as you do, my lady.”

“Me? Lovely?”

“Of course,” said Naomi. She was behind Chris on the right side of the bed. “Your silver fur is simply beautiful.”

Chris blushed for some reason. “But my fur isn’t silver.”

‘Fur? Why did I say fur?’ At that moment, her whole body began to tingle.

“Yes, it is,“ said Naomi, “It must be wonderful to have fur like that.”

“Enough of that, Naomi.” Estelle put her hands on her hips and looked at her. “Your flattery isn’t going to get you a raise.”

“I mean it, though.” Naomi pressed her pointer fingers together and looked at them, embarrassed. “The princess is beautiful.”

Chris’s eyes grew as large as dinner plates. Fur was beginning to sprout from all over her body. Her arms were starting to turn silver and furry, and her legs, too. The tingling wouldn’t stop as it spread to her head. She touched her face to realize that her face was getting furry, too. She could feel her ears moving up her head. They were stretching into more fox-shaped ears. Fur sprouted on them in no time at all. They found their new place on top of her head.

“We need to focus on work,” Estelle said, turning back to Chris, now red-faced and hot. “Let’s get back to this.” Estelle ripped off the tape of her diapers quickly, like a professional. Before Chris could even blink, both diapers were off. Her penis was now exposed to the cold air and slowly getting hard. “My goodness, you always get hard during changes. You are still a child, aren’t you?” Estelle looked at Chris with a caring face.

“No….” Chris’s face only got redder, and her hair grew longer. She couldn’t help but look at her erection. It was throbbing hard. The combination of growing fur and being changed by a stranger was giving her a very hard, throbbing boner. On top of that, the tingling was spreading to her dick now. Could it have been the fact that she was horny? Was it the tingling of the fur? She wasn’t going to grow fur on her dick, was she?!

Worse, she watched her dick grow and change shape. As it grew, it turned a darker shade of red. She couldn’t believe her eyes; her average human penis became a vulpine-shaped penis. She didn’t want a bigger dick!

Bridgette came to the bed with the diaper. She set the diaper on the bed beside her and bent to the drawers under the bed. Pulling out wipes and powder, she handed them to Estelle. “Don’t forget these, Estelle.”

“Oh yes, thank you.” With the hands of a skilled professional, Estelle wiped off all the caked-on powder and remaining stickiness from the old diapers. Luckily, the furification process hasn’t reached her groin yet. It felt so good to be taken care of. She poured on the powder and spread it around evenly. Chris didn’t know why these people thought she was the princess, but maybe she could play along for a while if life was this lavish. “Diaper,” Estelle said aloud.

“Diaper,” Bridgette repeated, handing the diaper to Estelle. She noticed that the diaper had a small hole in the back. ‘Don’t tell me.’ It was too late. She felt a little prick in her tailbone as if something was trying to rip out of her body. Before she could scream, the pain was gone. She reached for a new furry hand underneath her. Sure enough, a tail was sprouting from her tailbone.


“Raise your rear, my lady.” Chris did as she was told, almost as if in a trance. She slid it underneath her butt and adjusted it so the tapes were even. Chris noticed something while she was raised; she looked thinner. Her thighs were slimmer than before. She always had a bit of meat on her thighs but was not fat by any means. And her hips looked wider. What exactly was happening? Why wasn’t she more worried? The fur had also spread to her hips. Her legs were covered in silver fur now. Silver fur with tiny white tips, about 2 inches long. Estelle reached for her developing tail and slipped it through the tail hole of the diaper.

“Alright, back down.” Chris did as she was bid. Estelle began padding her up with the fresh, colossal diaper. It felt so soft underneath her. It was almost like she was sitting on a pillow. She opened the bottle of powder and dumped an obscene amount of powder on her newly furry bottom, dick, and rear.

“Must you always use that much?” Bridgette asked.

“Yes,” Estelle said proudly, “There is no such thing as too much, and too little can cause chafing. You know that, don’t you, Jane?”

Jane blushed from the opposite end of the room. “Yeah…”

When Estelle applied the tapes, she was so fast that Chris could hardly see her. Not a single tape came undone, either. “You’re so professional about it, Estelle,” Naomi said bluntly. “Why not have some fun with it?”

“When you’ve been head maid as long as I have, and you’ve been changing diapers for children and adults alike, there’s no room for fun. Too little powder, you risk chafing. Mess up one of the tapes, and you risk it falling off. This is a job, and I take it very seriously.”

Chris was impressed with her professionalism. She hadn’t even noticed that her hips had gotten so vast. The fur had worked its way up to her chest now. Chris wasn’t paying attention to that whole conversation either. The moment she was taped up, she phased out. This was the poofiest and comfiest diaper she had ever felt. It was as soft as wool on the inside, possibly as large as those diapers she liked finding on Pixiv, and it was the crinkliest one she had ever heard.

“My lady,” Chris was woken from her daze. Bridgette reached out to her. “Let’s get you dressed.” Chris reached for Bridgette’s hand and pulled Chris up from the bed. When she stood up, it was very hard to keep her legs together. She tried to squeeze her legs together, but she absolutely couldn’t. She was stuck with her legs out. Her tail was fully grown now. It was a beautiful silver like the rest of her body now.

“Arm’s up, my lady.” Naomi was behind her. Chris looked behind her but found it hard to do with her new long hair getting in her face. “Arm’s up.” Chris obeyed and raised her arms; they were slender now, too. Naomi reached around her waist. She pulled up her skirt, and it fell to the ground. Then, it was time for her romper. That, too, went to the floor, exposing her upper body to everyone. She felt the urge to cover herself up for some reason. “Ahh!” When she did, she felt fur. She looked down and saw that her whole upper body was covered now. Her shoulders were becoming less broad by the second. The fur was making her more feminine, too!

“Keep those arms up, my lady.” Naomi slid a dress over Chris's top like a parent would dress their infant: wiggle the dress over their arms and slide it down their body. Chris looked down at herself. A baby pink dress with white frills. Short sleeved, with lace on the trim. There was way too much free space in the chest area. “I’m happy you requested these simple dresses, my lady. The old ones were harder to fit over the diapers.”

Bridgette led her over to the dresser with a mirror. Sitting down, Jane came up behind her. “I love this time of day. I get to brush your fur and make you look beautiful. Chris looked at the contents of the dresser. Brushes, hair clips, a mannequin head with a tiara (presumably hers), and several bottles with atomizers. She assumed these were perfumes of some kind.

Jane reached for the brush first. “Let’s get this beautiful hair all brushed out.” She began running the brush through the fur on her head. Chris could hardly recognize herself. The brush felt so lovely, though. She closed her eyes to savor it. She was missing her face-changing shape. Her face was slowly becoming slimmer and more feminine. She didn’t notice that her nose was shrinking into her face and her snout was growing.

“Did you have any dreams, my lady?”

Chris thought about that. Did she have any dreams? “I don’t know.” She was having a hard time remembering much of anything. She thought she was in a weird place this morning. ‘Oh yeah, I woke up in the closet because I was sleep-walking. How silly of me.’ But wasn’t there something else, she thought? “You know, I dreamed I was in a strange world.”

“Oh, tell me about it,” Jane said curiously. She kept brushing her fur, half done now.

“Well,” Chris thought, “I woke up in a small room. The walls were white, and the floor looked like wood. When I looked out the window, I saw buildings made of brick, and there were so many of them. Packed together so tightly.”

“Sounds so strange.”

“Yeah, then I walked through a door, then I don’t remember the rest.” Chris thought hard about this. Why couldn’t she remember anything else past this morning? Didn’t she have a family? A home somewhere else? She opened her eyes to look in the mirror again. She had a snout now? She didn’t recognize the person she saw. Everything was different. Her eyes were blue now; they used to be brown. What was happening to her? She may have used she/her, but she was biologically male. Was that even the case anymore? She looked entirely like a silver fox now.

“Well, your fur is all smooth and wonderful, my lady. It's about time we get some perfume on. Any requests?” Her tail twitched behind her in anticipation.

“Well, how about I leave it to you today?”

“I love it when you say that.” Jane excitedly turned around and looked at the perfume choices. Her tail constantly swayed left to right as she chose the best selection.

“You know, my lady,” Naomi said from behind her. Your mother has told me some things about you. Do you mind if I ask you some things?”

“Naomi, I’ve told you not to ask the princess personal questions,” Estelle spoke up from the bed as she was cleaning up the bed.

“Oh, no. It is quite all right, my dear.” Chris said in a high, royal-sounding voice. ‘Wait, quite all right? Since when have I talked like that?’

“Well,” said Naomi, “Is it true that your breasts are still growing?” Chris’s chest began to tingle. “You know, you’re nineteen now, and you’re still growing. Nothing wrong with being a late bloomer.” Chris could feel her nipples hardening. “I had my growth spurt early and ended early.” Chris turned to look at Naomi. Indeed, she had decent-sized breasts, but not huge, either. Perky B cups, if anything.

“Close your eyes, my lady. I’m about to spray the perfume.” She pressed the atomizer five times in various locations around Chris’s head. Breathing in the scent, she felt so relaxed. Her new nose was many times more sensitive than her old one, and she felt the effects of the perfume at a higher level.

“Oh, my apologies, Jane. To answer your question, Naomi, dear, I am about a DD cup. I have found that I am still growing. It is a little embarrassing, so please do not tell anyone. I would much rather I be more your size.”

“Oh, my lady.” Naomi flushed, clearly flattered. Her tail fell to the ground.

“Nonsense,” Jane said, “I’d much rather be larger like you are, my lady.” Looking at Jane, she was also a smaller size but more significant than Naomi. She tried to look down at herself but could not see very well. She could see that she was developing breasts, though. What was this place doing to her?

“Ladies, please,” Bridgette said as she walked over, “Talking with my lady about something as private as that, have you no shame?”

“No, no,” Chris said, trying to ease the situation but trying not to move. “I would rather enjoy being closer to you all. I may be the princess, but that does not mean I am truly untouchable or demanding respect every moment. Please feel free to speak to me about anything.”

‘What am I saying?’ Memories started flowing into her head. Her coronation, birthdays, loving moments with her mother and father, and several mornings of the same ritual. ‘I could get used to this, perhaps,’ Chris thought.

 “How long have we been your maids, my lady?” Jane asked.

Chris replied with her new knowledge. “Ten years. Aside from Estelle, of course, she has been here for my mother and father, too.”

“And your children too, my lady,” Estelle responded as she finished arranging the bed.

“Alright. I have a new decree,” Chris said, clasping her hands together on her lap. “You four, my royal maids, can address me by my first name.”

The three froze. “Are you sure, my lady?”

“Yes, so I decree,” Chris said confidently. “No need to be stuffy around me. You as well, Estelle.”

“If it’s all the same to you, my lady,” Estelle said politely and with all the reverence and respect that

royalty needed to be addressed with, “I shall refrain. I am an old woman now, far past that age.”

“Oh, but we shall, my lady,” said Jane, “Oh, sorry, Christine.”

“Yes,” Naomi said, “Princess Christine.”

“How about,” Bridgette dared, “Princess Chris?”

“I would simply love it,” Princess Chris said.

“Well, Princess Chris,” said Jane, “I believe you are ready for the day.”

Princess Chris looked in the mirror. She looked everything a princess should. “Oh dear.” She looked down; the girls had certainly grown out while she was unable to look. She was sitting at a DD, and her dress showed plenty of cleavage despite her fur. She also looked down at the bulge in her dress.

Her diaper showed when she was sitting. She poked it. Her finger sunk into it. She sunk her whole hand into the diaper. She nearly lost her hand in its poofiness. She lifted her dress for a look. There was a small yellow spot. She was incontinent now. She didn’t even know she had wet. How many wets would it take to fill this diaper, anyway?

“You know what, girls? Why don’t we have a sleepover tonight? Maybe you all can try on one of the royal diapers.” She couldn’t help but want to share the experience of one of these beautiful diapers.

The three looked at her with awe, their tails straight up in the air. They all said in unison, “You mean it?”

“Of course I do. I wish to know you all better. What better way than to be silly and act like a bunch of giggling girls?” They all laughed.

Estelle cleared her throat. “I hate to interrupt, my lady, but it is time to get going. The King and Queen are expecting you in the hall.”

“I suppose if it must be so.” Chris grasped the tiara from the dresser and delicately placed it on her head. Rising from her chair, she began walking toward the door. She turned around and addressed her maids. “Ladies, I will have someone fetch you when it is time.”

The maids bowed in unison. “Yes, Princess Chris.”

Princess Chris took a look at herself from a distance in the mirror. A silver fox in a pink dress, pink shimipan thigh-highs and arm gloves, a silver tiara, and a vast poofy diaper that made it look like she had a big butt. She was happy with what she saw. Chris and Estelle walked out of the bedroom. ‘Maybe I’ll like this new life,” she thought.


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