All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains the following themes: diapers, feminization, light bondage, and sissification.

This is the story of an 18-year-old who wants to start his senior school year off with a bang. He has a bombshell of a plan to kickstart his rise to high school fame! You see, the first semester always starts with a pep rally featuring both his all-boys school and the local all-girls school.

Typically, the rally has several of the boys’ sports teams and bands showing off in front of both schools, with the girls also showcasing their all-star cheerleading squads. This year, the rally would be taking place at the girls’ high school.

Now, our young man isn't quite athletic enough to join a sports team or inclined to join the marching band. So, he can't show off his talents on the field...but he could make a name for himself as the school's resident prankster!

There is a problem though. He doesn’t want to mess with the football or other teams, he is too scared of getting beat up. He also wants to keep himself safe from the ire of the marching band. They were formidable in their own way. That leaves the cheerleaders.

His plan is to sneak into their school early in the morning, lying in wait inside their locker room, and then swap out their cheerleading uniforms with novelty costumes he'd bought online. With nothing else to wear, they'd have to attend the rally in these dumb outfits, and be laughed at! Then once he was in relative safety, he'd announce that it was him all along and he'd surely be considered an incredibly hilarious prankster! It was a foolproof plan!

Sneaking into the girl's school was fairly easy, he hid in some bushes until he heard voices approaching. After hearing the doors open, he paused until some time had passed and checked the entrance. The doors were still unlocked! Entering the school, he waited for the perfect opportunity to get into the locker room. It’s locked and there’s no light on, so he'd needed to wait even longer.

Becoming impatient, he decides to pass the time by making sure all the costumes are in order. Opening the massive bag, he spies a giant teddy bear outfit, a princess dress, and other dumb costumes. Grinning at his own genius, he starts to daydream about what he’ll do with his newfound fame.

“Heh, I bet the guys will invite me to all the parties now and the girls will be alllll over me…even the cheerleaders, yeah!” Lost in his imagination, an intrusive thought crosses his mind.

"Hmm, wait…do they need to shower before getting changed? What if they get to school in their uniforms?" As he waits even longer, he starts to wonder whether his grand plan was any good at all. Pondering, he doesn't notice the soft padding of footsteps behind him until it’s too late...

 "A-HEM. What are you doing here? This is the girls’ school, you boys aren't supposed to be here for hours...Hey! Why are you outside the locker room? You some kinda perv?! No way we're dealing with that, get 'im girls!"

He was set upon by at least half a dozen cheerleaders, who he find out are much stronger than him! He struggles as his heart sinks, realizing his grand plan is ruined. The girls are already in their uniforms any way!

 "Hey, look at what this boy has! It's a bunch of costumes!" One of the cheerleaders began pulling out the various clothes he'd packed. The cheerleader that caught him frowned as he was restrained by the others.

 "Hmmpf. Did you think you could try and swap out our uniforms or something? There's always some bozo from your school that tries to pull something or creep on us, so we always come prepared. Now, what to do with you?" She tapped her foot while thinking. One of the girls searching through the bag motioned her over.

"Oooohhh, lookie at this one! And this one! Don't you think our little boy here deserves a bit of punishment for what he had planned? Mayyybbeee we let him try on some of these costumes himself. Hey! One of you go over to the drama room and grab a wig! Oh, and some makeup! Someone else go to the art classroom and get some paint. I'm going to the shop and making something for our new baby boy mascot!"

He did not like the sound of all this as the girls scattered towards various classrooms. He could do nothing but struggle in vain as the girls kept him pinned down. After a few minutes, they all came back with their arms full of supplies.

The drama girl carried several makeup brushes, bottles, and palettes along with a brown, curly wig at the ready. The art girl was busy writing something in pink on some sort of board. The shop girl was playing with leather straps, rivets, and locks which she was fashioning into a harness of sorts. The others were giggling as they picked out various pieces of different costumes from his bag.

"Well, shall we?" The head cheerleader smirked as he was surrounded by giggling, scornful girls. He felt and heard his clothes and underwear torn off to laughs that did not sound complimentary. He felt something soft and pillowy enveloping his hips and crotch while something smooth and cottony slid up his legs. His feet were stuffed into hard, uncomfortable objects.

He tried to fight back and yell insults at the cheerleaders, but they were having none of that. A rubbery object filled his mouth, keeping him from saying anything else. Whatever it was, the bulb of it was so large that he couldn't spit it out. They thrust his hands into soft, thick padding that kept them from moving.

He tried to think about what costume pieces all of these could be before it clicked which one they were part of. The baby costume! Well as embarrassing as that one was, it was just a full-body jumper. It wasn’t the worst thing they could dress him as…

"Alright, before the wig and makeup, let's see what our baby boy thinks of her main piece!" The head cheerleader holds up not the jumper, but a short, fluffy pink dress.

"Oh noooo," he screams in his mind as she teases him with the dress he'd bought in a little girl's size. He thought it'd be hilarious to see one of the cheerleaders walk out in it. It would barely reach their hips! Or his hips in this case. The frilled collar would be difficult to squeeze their heads through, almost trapping them in the dress. He has no idea how even his slight shoulders would fit through the armholes.

As he contemplates his horrible choices, the girls waste no time in squeezing him into the itty bitty outfit. They complete his outfit with a fluffy petticoat, which helps his skirts bounce up and down. After shoving several brushes and wands in his face, they finish up his makeup then glue the wig onto his head along with a big, pink bow.

"Alright girlies, what do we think of our newest mascot? Oohh, but we have one last accessory for you baby boy!" The head cheerleader smiles nefariously as another girl brought forth the harness they'd been working on, but with something extra added.

The front of the harness was painted pink with the words 'BABY BOY' printed across the front. All he can do is whine as they strap him into the device. Once they are done, the giggling gaggle of girls attach a leash to the harness and begin pulling him to his feet. He feels like Bambi on ice as he realizes he’s wearing a pair of pink high heels.

Taking a good look at himself, he takes in all of his humiliating outfit. The tiny pink dress barely covers his big white diaper with a pink heart on the crotch. Baby mittens match his dress and heels, which are complemented by frilly knee socks.

 He only has a moment to wallow in despair as he is pulled out the front doors towards the outer gates of the school. Once there, the girls begin tying his leash to a flagpole standing in front of where all the buses and cards would pull up to drop people off.

Several of the girls take selfies with him or pictures of his poor circumstances while others continue to work. After hearing a few clicks behind him and several more bouts of giggles, the girls gather in front of him.

 "Alrighty then, as much as we would love to keep playing with you, we have a pep rally to get ready for. We figured that we'd give you a chance to decide whether you wanted to keep being our baby boy!" The head cheerleader drops a single brass key a few feet directly in front of him.

"If you can get the key, you can free yourself and make your way back to your gross boy's school. You'll have a little bit of time before everyone from both our schools show up! It's totally up to you if you want to show off your adorable little outfit. You picked out most of it anyway! Butttt, if you don't get yourself free after everyone's arrived and before the pep rally starts...we'll come get you and you can join us out on the field as our official school mascot! I'm sure your principal would agree to let us keep you after seeing all these pictures and videos of you sneaking into our school and lurking outside the locker rooms. Sound good? Okay baby boy, love you and see you soon! Byeeeee!"

The girls erupt into laughter as they leave their baby boy alone and tied up. As hard as he tries, he can't bend far forward enough due to the harness being tied to the flagpole behind him. His heels don't help as the key is just out of reach and he is having a hard time staying balanced.

He struggles for what seems like an eternity before he eventually hears the sounds of engines approaching. Looking up, he can see several school buses rounding the corner, filled to the brim with rowdy boys from his school. All he can do was look on in horror as the first bus parks directly in front of him, opening it’s door, and releasing the horde.