Magical Sailor Fuku

Georgia was quite out of breath and her cheeks were red as she climbed back to her feet with Dana's help, and she continued to cling to her friend as she saw Eliza had returned with a diaper. Her stomach churned with the anticipation, and her eyes widened a little when the dark-skinned girl asked the squad wether they should dress her. Leaning into Dana, she slowly looked around the group, blushing.

"It's more authentic if we put it on her~" a redhead names Yelanda says with a giggle, the others starting to agree.

"You heard them Georgia, take off everything except that shirt and lie on your back!" Eliza says with a giggle, obviously enjoying this.

Georgia made a low whining sound, and shot Yelanda a glare. She untangled herself from Dana, giving her friend an embarrassed look as she lifted her feet, tugging off her sneakers. She hesitated before unbuttoning her pink jeans, and then wriggled them down her skinny legs, exposing white silk panties.

She felt dizzy again, pushing aside her jeans and sneakers before lowering herself to the floor. Her brown eyes looked up at Eliza standing over her, and she groaned as she slipped her panties down her legs and tossed them over with the rest of the clothes. Closing her eyes, she lay back.

Georgia can hear Eliza kneeling in front of her, the crinkly plastic of the diaper being raised up her legs, settling at the top, almost like panties. Only thicker, and made of plastic.

"There we go Baby Girl~" Eliza says with a giggle.

Georgia squirmed as she felt the diaper being pulled up between her thighs, pushing them apart slightly, now every little squirm causing a crinkle. Her eyes opened, looking up at Eliza with a bright blush, and she sat herself upright, a little awkwardly.

Her brown eyes looked down and she winced, and all at once she imagined the reactions of everyone she knew. Lifting her head, she looked around at the squad, feeling so small and childish.

"Our secret!".

"Our secret!" the cheerleaders chant back to Georgia with a smile, Eliza pulling Georgia to her feet as Dana folds up her discarded socks, panties and jeans, placing them neatly aside.

"Now, let's get this sleepover started, the best way possible!" Eliza says, going to a cupboard and extracting... a game of Twister!

Georgia tugged on the t-shirt, trying to make it cover up at least a little of the diaper, her auburn twin tails swishing as she stumbled slightly due to the thick padding between her thighs. She stood awkwardly amongst the others, watching as Eliza pulled out the game.

"Wow, I haven't played that for... ages... ", she said, although it sounded as if she'd been ready to say something else, before reconsidering. Possibly a length of time that was greater than her current age!

The mat is quickly laid out, the spinpad places near it so everyone can play. The first few people take their steps on until Georgia's turn comes up.

"Georgia, right hand red!"

Georgia shifted her weight from foot to foot as she watched the game begin, wincing as each movement resulted in a crinkle. As her name was called, she took a hesitant step forward, and bent forward, pressing her right palm down on a red spot. This left her diapered butt pushed up behind her, the pink t-shirt sliding up a little to expose her tummy, while auburn twin tails flopped down over her shoulders and swung near her face.

"Got it!".

The game continues, the girls getting into more uncomfortable positions. Georgia finds herself staring at Eliza's rear end for a couple of turns until her turn is up again.

"Georgia, left foot green!" Dana calls.

Georgia blushed brightly, and the more she tried to keep still, the more she seemed to squirm. She watched the spinner as best she could, and then stretched her left leg towards the closest green spot, planting her foot down upon it. Despite her embarrassment, it was all so silly and she couldn't help but giggle.

"C'mon, Dana, that was easy... ", she teased.

"Blame the spinner, not me." Dana responds as the next round begins. The mat is fast becoming a complicated knot of bodies, Georgia getting jostled on all sides by the other girls, her turn coming again.

"Georgia, left hand red!" Dana calls.

Georgia squirmed as she was nudged and leaned on as the other girls reached for their spots, and not a moment passed without an embarrassing crinkling sound coming from her middle.

"Sorry... ", she mumbled, her face ending up very close to one of the other cheerleaders as she stretched across to place her left hand down on a red spot, her cheeks turning the very same colour.

THe mat is getting very messy now. Georgia finds herself in the uncomfortable position of having Eliza's breasts pressed against her face while Dana arches her body over Georgia's to place her feet down. And yet, all these girls don't seem too bothered by the straining positions, apparently flexible enough to stay in them! Likely, Georgia has not yet built up the strength for such a thing.

"Georgia, right foot yellow!"

Georgia tries to twist her neck in order to move her face away from Eliza's large breasts, cringing with embarrassment as this just led to some awkward rubbing. She could feel herself starting to ache even before the call came to move her right foot. Her eyes briefly make contact with Dana as she tries to push her leg out, and what starts as a low groan turned into a high-pitched yelp as her limbs gave in, and she collapsed flat onto her back against the large twister mat!