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Author's Note: this story is a sequel to AFU: Body Switch. In this story we follow the body thief Bill to California where has kidnapped a guy and had him surgically turned transformed into a 12-year-old girl. The story will explain the rest. Unwillingly Trapped Chapter 1: An Unwanted Life This story takes place 8 months following the theft of Regina Adam's former body. The body thief Bill Campbell is known living in the mountains outside of LA California. Have you ever just woke up one day and found you were a girl? Well weather or not it happened to you, it did to me. Let me tell you the whole story, but first let me introduce myself: My name is Spencer Hampton. I am 4ft. 9in tall, I weigh around 145 lbs, I have dark blond hair, and green eyes. Well it all begins when I'm walking home Friday night from work as I always do every day around 5:00 PM. When someone comes up and grabs me from behind and puts some kind of cloth soaked in ether over my mouth and nose till I'm unconscious. When I wake up I immediately notice my hands are cuffed behind me, a ball gag locked in place in my mouth. My legs hobble together with ankle hobbles which also have locks, I'm dressed in a sickeningly pink frilly dress with lots of lace and with a full crinoline slip at least five layers, pink cotton tights, pink Mary Jane shoes with matching bows, and I feel some kind of large bow in my hair. I discover my hair has been died a light red almost auburn color, and I am hooked to some kind of hoist and have been lowered to almost touching water. I scream for help but as I quickly realize no one is around. I find myself left alone. As I hang there I find this person has castrated me, I believe. I feel that I am missing my manhood. I feel small breasts on my chest. I can't be a girl I just can't be.... I start crying and start screaming again for HELP. Still no one come to help me. God help me please. I quit screaming after a while, my throat is getting sore, and I have this ball gag in my mouth anyway. I start watching the water lap against my shoes. I feel a tear rolling down my face and fall off my face into the water. I have always been short for my age anyway. I didn't have any friends in school. Everyone liked me but no one was truly I can say a best friend to me. I am getting tired, so tired, can't stay awake any longer need to sleep good night. The next morning I wake up and I quickly discover it is not a dream. I see the sun is coming up over the horizon at my back from the shadow on the water. I see someone is coming from the same shadow after I have been hanging here a long time. This guy says, "Good morning princess." He introduces himself as William Campbell. He tells me first of all that he had my sex changed and had me surgically altered to look like a 12 year old girl permanently. He then says, he paid a very expensive plastic surgeon to give me the look I am now stuck with. This man is quit nuts I think to myself. He then starts tormenting me, making me feel insecure and worthless like I am trapped with absolutely no way to escape or place to go, and other very humiliating statements. I'm beginning to hate him. I start crying again. I hate him, I truly hate him. He is now climbing down a ladder next to me. He has something in his teeth. It is some sort of syringe. He then quickly pokes it in my shoulder. Ouch that hurt. He then injects something in me. He says, "It is female hormones." He then says that I am going to be his daughter and slave girl to do with as he pleases. "I can't, I just can't do that." I start screaming for HELP again forgetting about the ball gag in my mouth again. Tears are streaming down my face. He pulls out a small mirror from his back pocket and shows me my face now. All I see is a reflection of a little girl about 12 years of age. I move my face, the reflection does the same. He says it is my new face and I am now going to have to live with it. He lets go of the latter and dives in the water. He wants to swim a while he says. While in the water he decides to get a better view of me from down below. He swims over to me and looks up my dress. He whistles at me and then says he is going to have a lot of fun with me as his little girl. He swims off into bay leaving me hanging there again. I watch him swim to the other side of the bay, after that I loose sight of him. I get the urge that I need to go pee. I start screaming for help. I want... no I need to pee very badly. The longer I hang there the worse I have to pee. After a while it is where I can't hold it any longer. I just relax my muscles and the pee flow freely. It runs down my legs, how humiliating. I see him returning from the other side of the bay I think somewhere around an hour later I believe. He gets to the dock ladder and climbs up to me. He checks my panties and looks very closely at me and discovers I peed all over myself. "Good, good, good I had hoped you would have to do that while I was gone," he says with a smile. "Now I can put you into diapers and make you into 12 year old, who is still wearing diapers, and still has not been fully potty trained yet. Believe me when I say. Everyone will make fun of you my little princess. Wait a minute did I tell you your name is yet princess?" I shake my head no. I give him a look like I want to kill him. He chuckles saying, "You don't have the strength to try such a thing, Angela. That's right, your name is going to be now Angela Rena Campbell, my newly adopted daughter. You will obey me and you will wear what I tell you when I tell you. Do you understand me, Angela?" I nod yes. Tears are streaming down my face. I can't say anything anyway. "I am now going to tell you why I did this to you," he tells me. "It is because I have always liked red headed little girls. I want a 12-year-old girl to serve only me and never have to grow up ever. I saw that you were an adult and only 4 ft. 9 In. tall so I decided to make you my prissy little slave girl." "Angela, Would you like me to take you off this hoist?" he asks. I nod yes franticly. He looks at his watch. "Oops sorry Angela, you are going to have to hang here for a while longer, I need to get back to swimming practice." He climbs up the ladder and disappears and what I think is a car, starts and drives off. Leaving me there hanging for a good part of the day. It is nearly nightfall before he returns to get me. By now I have wet myself again. He walks up to the dock and asks, "Would you like me to take you off this hoist?" "Ok then but let me tell you one thing little lady! I am leaving the ankle hobbles, and ball gag on you for the time being," he says. I nod in agreement. I would love to be able to run away. As I am dressed and the way I look now someone would mistake me as a real 12- year-old runaway and I would wind up in some sort of foster home or in an orphanage somewhere. Well come to think about it I would rather be in an orphanage rather than his little sex slave. He then starts raising me up to the dock and takes me off the hoist and then carries me to a waiting minivan. He uncuffs me and puts me in a pink colored car seat. "What is this Lunatic doing?" I think to myself. He then proceeds to lock me in to the car seat. He then puts some sort of leather mittens on my hands. I now can't move my fingers at all. I try screaming for help again, still nothing. He smiles and closes the van door. The first chance I get I am running away from this lunatic. That is all there is to it. I would be better off in a foster home or an orphanage. Than with this lunatic. He gets in the minivan and drives out of town at least six miles up in to mountains. I cry and cry for at least two hours I believe. We leave the pavement somewhere towards the end of my crying spell. All I see is very, very few houses to speak of. Three actually that I've counted before we turned down a very long driveway maybe a half a mile or so long as nearly as I could figure. We arrive at a two-story log house. "Like your new home Angela?" he says. "This is so we will never ever be disturbed so you can and will be my little girl forever." When we arrive at the house he takes me out of the car seat and stands me up in the driveway, he then proceeds to replace the handcuffs on me with my hands behind my back. I try to fight him but he is way stronger than I am. He then picks me up and carries me cradled in his arms like a baby. He carries me in the house and immediately heads upstairs. I find there are three bedrooms, 2.5 baths that I see, and a huge fireplace. In one of the bedrooms it looks to be a torture chamber. In another room I find that it is decorated all in pink and white everything. "Sickening," I say to myself. He enters the sickeningly colored pink and white room. "Yuck," I say to myself. "This is you new room Angela," he says. "Oh great it figures my room." He carries me in the room and lays me down on the bed and walks out of the room. I hear the door lock as he leaves. As I lay on this pink princess canopy bed, I look around the room. The walls are decorated in pink "Hello Kitty" wallpaper. The dresser is pink with white trim, the closet doors are also full-length mirrors, and the carpet is a pink shag carpet, "yuck". There is a pink and white trim vanity table. Can't see myself to well enough using the vanity table mirror, so I look at the closet mirror. All I see is a very cute little red haired girl, dressed in a pink frilly dress, hands handcuffed behind her and her feet bound together. What is most disturbing about little red haired girl she is also me. As I stare at the mirror I start crying at the reality of my situation. I am his prisoner and slave and there is nothing anybody can do about it. I remember that I am wearing wet panties and I am starting to get a rash in that area now, ouch. When I wake up I see Bill standing over me. He holds up a plastic diaper and says, "Remember last night princess, you peed all over yourself." I nod yes. "I remember all to well I am getting a rash too stupid," I think to myself. He unlocks my legs and takes off the shackles off my legs. I try to kick him but he is way to strong for me. He chuckles, "I told you princess, you are no match for my strength." He pulls the dirty panties all the way to my ankles with his free hand, then he switches hands and pulls them off with the other hand. He then takes one leg in each hand and turns me so I can see between my legs in the closet mirror. "You are completely all girl Angela, my little princess." He then lets my feet go and rolls me over on my stomach and unhandcuffs me. He then rolls me over on my back. He takes me by the wrists, one in each hand, and moves me back on the bed; he chains my hands and feet to the bedposts, one at each corner. He then takes off his jeans and underwear. I see his manhood it is rock hard. He takes off the ball gag and puts in a gag with a hole in the center of it, big enough for his manhood and replaces the lock. He inserts his cock and proceeds to cum in my mouth. He says, "You had better swallow princess or you will choke and I don't need your death on my conscience." I swallow. "Yuck, Awful taste," I think to myself. Trying to keep from gagging as I swallow the cum. "Princess," he says. "You had better take to liking my cum because this will be a daily routine for you." I start crying again. He then proceeds to penetrate my female clit. I scream in pain as tears well up in my eyes and I start crying harder. "Ahaa my little princess. Did that hurt?" I nod yes franticly. "I am so sorry for not telling you before now. You were deliberately made into a virgin. So I could be your first." He smiles a smile that would make the slime roll off a frogs back. I get a shiver up my back. He then starts to move his manhood in and out of me. After a while I get a feeling that I want to let out a big sigh of relief. I inadvertently let out a big scream of relief. I have an orgasm. "Good girl princess, that is what I wanted sweetheart." He kisses me on the forehead. "I know you are getting hungry Angela. I will release you if you promise NOT to scream or run off." I nod and try to say, "Yes sir." All I have to do is bend over and you can see that I am wearing a diaper. When I move you can hear the plastic pants crinkle, very, very loudly. He then puts a pacifier in my mouth, how humiliating. I know full well that he hears the plastic pants. He just chuckles and says, "Come on Angela I decided we are going out to eat. I do not feel like cooking dinner tonight." The horror on my face is quite obvious to Bill. He says, "No need to be scared my little princess. If you do not bend over no one will know." I take the pacifier out and ask, "Where are we going to eat at daddy?" I then pause abruptly realizing that this lunatic has altered my voice to match my new body. I want to kill him. "McDonalds is where. Princess. Now behave or I will paddle you in front of everyone there," he replies. We go to the front hall closet. He grabs a pink girls fur coat. I put it on, it come down to my waist. He ties the hood. I walk to the mirror I passed in the hall coming down stairs. I see the cute little girl staring back at me again; I still can't believe it's me. "Angela come on right now!" he shouts at me. All I can say is, "Coming daddy." I am too afraid to say anything else. He opens the back door to the mini van I came up here in and he then orders me to climb in. I climb in and buckle my seatbelt. He gets in the front seat and drives to McDonalds. We arrive there after maybe a fifteen-minute ride into town I think. He then gets out and let me out of the back seat. Child safety locks on the doors, "this guy has to be nuts." As we walk into McDonalds I hear people snicker as I walk by them. Whispering "Imaging a girl at her age still in diapers." It takes everything I have just to keep from crying. We walk up to the counter. I start to order a Big Mac and fries but stop short and just settle on a cheeseburger happy meal and a child size coke. He orders a Double Quarter ponder with cheese meal, with a large coke. We get our food, and then we sit down in the children's play area to eat. I take my food from bill, and then I get out the toy given to me in the happy meal. It is a girl's toy, a Barbie toy. Barbie is wearing a pink dress. "Yuck, I hate pink and I hate Barbie especially." I get out my food and start eating. As I am eating, I over hear people behind me and around me saying, "Is that girl wearing a diaper? Yes, I believe she is! She must be an embarrassment to her parents? Why is she in here anyway? I wish they would leave." I try fighting off the tears but they become too much to for me to bear. I get up and run off towards the restroom. I start in the men's room but I remember how I am dressed and go in the girls room instead. I dart in the first empty stall I see. I sit down on the stool and pull up my dress and stare at the diaper I am wearing. I start crying for a long, long time. After what I think is maybe a half an hour, I hear some one knock on the door. I do not answer because I know who it might be. I also find that I am the only one in here. The door then opens. I hear Bill say, "Angela, get your ass out here right know. If I have to come in there and get you I am going to spank your ass right hear in front of the whole restraint. You hear me young lady!" "Yes I hear you." Not that I want to, but I leave the stall I am in, wash my face quickly with a wet paper towel, and join Bill outside the door. He takes hold of my hand and half drags me outside to the mini van. He opens the door remotely, and forces me in the pink car seat. He then puts the hand restraints on my hands and cuffs my hands to the car seat. Then he puts a pacifier in my mouth and then he ties it in place. I try to spit it out, with no luck. He ties the ribbon tightly around my head. Bill closes the door to the minivan, he then gets in front seat and drives off towards his home. Bill says as we pull out of the parking lot. "Angela, I am going to give you a spanking you will never forget. Then I am going to introduce you to that special room you saw at home. It is for bad little girls like you princess. Cry all you want princess, it will only prolong how long I leave you in there." All I can do the whole trip home is cry. We arrive at home. My crying only gets worse. Bill pulls straight into the two-car garage and get out and then disappears in the house for about an hour so. All I know is that I fell asleep from crying so much. The next thing I know is Bill is carrying me into the house with my hands now cuffed behind me again, and the hand restraints still in place. I try kicking my way free of his grasp of me. He just takes me under one arm and yanks down my diaper with his free hand as he reaches the couch. He sits down on the couch and places me over his knees and proceeds to spank me. I struggle to get free but with his strength it is hopeless. whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack. I start try screaming for "HELP" but with this pacifier in my mouth it is useless. I then start crying. whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, After what seams like an eternity he stops and plays with my red butt. Complete torture. He then starts spanking me again. whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, Bill then says, "that is fifteen princess." "Bull shit," I think to myself, "more like 45." He then puts me on the floor on my knee's then he drops his pants and jeans. "Shit," I say to myself. He can't be serious. I am still crying very hard. He orders me to start sucking on his manhood. I gag as he puts his cock into my mouth. He smacks my on the back of the head. "No gagging," he orders. I start sucking, after a while he unloads a full load of cum into my mouth. "Swallow it all now," he demands. I manage to swallow it all. "Sick," I think to myself. I have got to get out of here but where do I go or whom do I tell. No one will ever believe I was 30 years old. He then makes me lie down on my back. He raises up my dress and proceeds to have sex with me. I struggle and struggle to fight his penetration, but he seams to enjoy it more and more. "Princess," he says, "no use in fighting me, I will always get what I want from you. Yes I can even arrange it so where you could get pregnant if I choose." I scream in complete total horror. He just laughs and proceeds to unload his cum into my body. He then grabs a fresh diaper and puts it on me, along with the pink pair of plastic pants. He picks me up off the floor and carries me to the torture chamber. Or as he like to refer to as the bad little girls room. The light is already on as we enter the room. He kicks the door shut with his foot as we enter. He carries me to the middle of the room, then stands me in front of him. I try bolting for the door. He grabs me on the shoulder with that death grip he has. He marches me back to the middle of the room, and then puts a very uncomfortable 4-point harness on me and puts a lock on it. Then he hangs me from the ceiling rafters. My feet are three feet off the floor. He then puts the Ankle hobbles on my legs and puts locks on them too. I try to say I am sorry and remember I have that pacifier in my mouth still. He then heads for the door, he turns off the light and I hear the door lock from the outside as he pulls the door shut. It is completely dark in here. All I can do is listen to the noise from the TV playing in the living room down stairs. I struggle against the restraints for I don't know how long with absolutely no success. I now have to go potty as well as pee, I scream and scream for him to come in here and let me go potty. With the pacifier being used as a gag and the TV up so loud I quickly realize he can't hear me or is deliberately ignoring me. I choose, deliberately ignoring me. I struggle to keep from having go. But the pain gets unbearable so I decide to I relax and let it happen. A warm squishy substance oozes out of me along with hot pee. I start crying from the embarrassment hatred for my captor and eventually drift off to sleep. When I wake up the room is still pitch dark. I hear someone coming up the stairs. The door opens and the light blinds me for a minute. As I adjust to the sudden appearance of the light, I see it is Bill standing in the door. He says, "Good morning princess. Let daddy check your diaper?" He then raises up my dress and pokes his fingers down my diaper I feel one of his fingers explore up my vagina for quite awhile. He finally quits and checks my diaper. "You pooped all over yourself, bad girl," and smacks my bottom making the mess even worse. He then pulls down my tights, followed by the plastic pants, and them he tears off the "pampers" style diaper. He then asks me, "Do you want to wear some of your regular panties?" I nod yes franticly. Trying to also say yes please may I daddy. It is garbled attempt at best with the pacifier in my mouth. "OK you may," he says. "But you will mind me and do everything and I mean everything I say! You hear me Princess," he demands, while he cleans up my messy rear end. I nod "yes" in a very submissive gesture, not wanting to spend another minute in here. He then takes me off the hook and carries me over his shoulder like a bag a of potatoes to the restroom. He then stands mw by the door and walks over to the tub and starts my bath water. "Time for you to take a bath and get all prettied up for daddy." There is a mirror that takes up the whole wall in front of the sink. The reflection in the mirror I see is the little red haired girl and she is me. I still want to believe it is some sort of nightmare but it is not. As the tub fills Bill puts some lilac scented bath beads in the water as well as lilac scented bubble bath. He walks back over to me and unhandcuffs me, and then removes all the locks on my restraints. He then tells me, "You should be able to remove all the restraints by yourself." He then leaves me in the bathroom alone. I consider running but quickly remember I have no panties on and I smell like crap and I haven't bathed in at least two days. I take off all the restraints and pile them in a pile next to the cloth hamper. Then I take off the dress I have been wearing since I discovered I am stuck as a 12-year-old girl permanently. Then I take off the slip, petticoats, bra, and panties. Then I stare at the naked little red haired girl in the mirror. I stare at my new reflection for about half an hour. I then get in the bathtub and start bathing. The body bar I am to use is also lilac scented. I am beginning to hate the lilac sent. I finish washing my body, and wash my head with lilac scented shampoo and conditioner. "What is this lunatic thinking, I say to myself?" I am now clean from head to toe. I let out the water and climb out of the tub. I now smell like a lilac bush and it is making me sick too. I see a pink bathrobe in my size. I take it and put it on and tie it closed. I then take a bath towel and rap my hair up in a turban like I have seen my mother do on several occasions, when I was growing up. I walk out of bathroom and Bill cuts me off and pins me against the wall halfway down the hall to my room. He unties my robe and takes me by the left shoulder with a death grip using his left hand. With his free right hand he starts fondling me in the vagina again. I would run but the death grip he has on me is preventing me from moving. He says, "I'm just playing with you." I am staring at a clock on the wall opposite me. He "plays with me" for over an hour. When he finally quits it is nearly noon. He lets me go and get dressed. He says, "Wear the dress and stuff I have placed on your bed. You hear me princess or you will spend a week in the bad girl's room." I walk into my room and see a white satin dress with lavender lace trim, and a matching lavender silk sash attached to the sides of the dress. There is also white satin panties with lavender lace trim, a white satin slip, lavender colored petticoats, white satin tights, lavender colored Mary Jane shoe, and 2 lavender colored satin ribbons for my hair. There is a note on the pillow. I take the note and read it. It says: Princess; Wear these beautiful clothes I bought for you. I also want your beautiful red hair up in two ponytails. There is the makeup on the vanity that matches the dress color. You know what will happen if you disobey me Princess. Sincerely "Your Daddy" Bill Campbell I put on the panties, then the tights, then slip, then petticoats, then white satin dress, then I put on the lavender Mary Jane shoes. I get the hair dryer out of the vanity table drawer and I finish drying my hair and I brush my hair into two pony tails and tie the ribbons into bow to hold them. Bill enters the room. He says, "I forgot you don't know how to put on make up yet. Oh do you need help princess with the zipper and sash, princess?" I nod yes. Bill zips up the zipper and I hear a lock click shut. He says, "No sense in you trying to take it off until I let you." He then ties the sash in to a huge bow. "Go sit down at the vanity table so I can do your make up." I go and sit down. Bill steps in front of me and the mirror and takes a towel and ties it around my neck so he does not get my dress messy. He then applies the make up, then he applies a couple of dabs of lilac scented girls cologne. He the moves out from in front of the mirror and says as he leaves, "I will be in the living room waiting for you princess." "Ok daddy," I say trying to keep from gagging at the thought of it. I go to the closet mirror and look at myself. Personally I think I look stupid and the lilac scent is making me sick. I go to the living room where Bill is waiting for me. Bill whistles at me. "Perfect," he says. "That is my good little princess. Now you and I to go to the mall for our first family photo together." I am stunned in silence. I nearly choke at what he said. "Daddy, I protest. No Please No." "Sorry, young lady, but I made the arrangements yesterday and we are keeping our appointment. You want to spend another night in the bad girls room?" "No," I quickly reply. "Go get in the van," he says. I get in the van nearly in tears. Bill gets in the front and he drives the full hour and a half to the Main Street mall. We arrive at the mall park and walk in the parking garage. I look at the clock on the desk, it is nearly noon. "What a pretty young lady," a woman says. "Is she your daughter?" "Yes she is," Bill replies. "She is a very pretty girl," the woman says. "Thank you," I reply. "She has a beautiful voice too," the woman says. "My name is Mrs. Loretta Xavier. I teach the Ballet school here at the mall." "Ballet classes sounds fun doesn't it Angela," Bill responds with a fake smile on his face. I say, "Yes daddy, may I enroll in Ballet please." I hop up and down and clap faking an excitement that is only skin deep. "OK. Yes you may join ballet," Bill responds. "But first I want to go and get the photo session out of the way." Mrs. Xavier says, "I will be there until the mall closes up for the night." "OK, good," Bill says. Bill looks at me and then says, "Our appointment is not for another hour. So lets go to the food court for lunch. I know that the hopping around you did Angela was fake. Don't think for a moment I am going to let you out of my sight." I look around nervously. "OOOk dadadadaddy," I finally stutter. We go and eat lunch, I eat a cold cut trio from subway. I be careful not to get my dress dirty. Daddy eats Pizza from Pizza Hut. While we are eating some boy come up behind me and pulls at both my ponytails at once. Bill quickly grabs the boy by the arm. He says, "Leave my daughter alone or you will become her twin sister you hear me young man!" The boy nods yes very very slowly. He then starts crying and stutters, "yeyesss sssir." "Good now get lost kid," Bill orders. The kid takes off like he had been shot. I loose track of him in the crowd. I do not blame the kid, I would have done the same thing if I were in his shoes. After Lunch we walk to the far end of the mall opposite of our car. To pass the time while we walk I can't help but look around at all the stores. We finally reach the portrait studio. We enter. "May I help you?" the clerk says. "Yes, my name is William Campbell," Bill replies, "I have a one o'clock appointment." The clerk replies, "Why yes here you are sir, have a seat and the photographer will be with you shortly." Some fifteen minutes later "Mr. Campbell," the clerk says. "The photographer is ready for you." "Thank you," Bill says. "Come on Angela!" It takes over three hours to get all the pictures taken. It is now nearly five o'clock PM. As we are walking to the car we pass the ballet studio. "Damn I completely forgot. You want to enroll in ballet classes." He turns in to the ballet school. "Oh hi Sir," Mrs Xaiver says. "She is ready to enroll in ballet now." "Yes she is," Bill replies. "Here fill out these applications Sir. While I take the girl and get her ballet uniform for her," she says." "Ok," Bill reluctantly says, as he takes the forms and fills them out. He in one quick motion unlocks the zipper at the back of my dress. I readily go with the woman and she helps me out of my dress and slips and helps me try on a few leotards. I find a pink satin colored one that fits perfectly. I then try on ballet shoes I find a matching pair to the uniform. I put them all on along with a matching tutu and look at myself in a full length mirror. "You look very very cute," she says. "What is your name?" "My name is Angela." "That is a pretty name for such a pretty girl," Mrs Xaiver says. "This is your gym bag for your clothes when you come to ballet." She holds up a pink bag that says Ballet. She then folds up my dress and slips and puts them along with my shoes into the gym bag and zips it shut. She then changes how I have my hair and says, "This is how I want it braided when you come to ballet." She puts it up in a bun at the back of my head. I guess I am wearing this ballet uniform home. I return to where Bill is and he says with an enthusiasm that only I notice, "You look very pretty princess." "Ok classes will be on Monday, Thursday, and Saturday. At promptly 4:00 pm," she says. "Thank you Daddy," is all I can get out. I am embarrassed to no end. I see what Bill used as my birthdate as I get a glimpse of the application. It is 04/01/1993 is what he used. Just great an April fool's baby. 'How sick is this guy?' I think to myself. We walk out of the ballet studio and pass a store I never noticed before. The store name is Spells-R-Us. What a weird name for a store, I say to myself. Bill walks in and I follow closely behind. We browse the store for a while. I find an old oil lamp. I ask Bill if I can have it. He looks at it for a while then says, "I guess so, but you are going to be the one who keeps it dusted." "I will, I promise," I say. He takes it to a guy who is dressed in only a bathrobe. "$4.00," he says. Bill hands him the money and we leave. "Junk," Bill says as he hands it to me. I stop long enough to put the lamp in my new pink gymbag. We finally get to the van, it is dark outside. Bill drives home. We get home Bill tells me, "Go and put that stuff upstairs and change back into the clothes you had on before." I run upstairs and as quickly as possible change into the slips and dress. I can't seem to zip up the zipper so I leave it alone and just put on the lavender shoes. I return to the living room where Bill is waiting for me. He grabs me by the hand and turns me and zips up the zipper and locks it. He ties the sash back into the big bow. He then sets my hair back into two ponytails. He then takes the handcuffs and hands behind me, then while facing the coffee table my ankles are chained to two corners, I see him them put locks on my shoes. I ask, "Why daddy, wasn't I a good girl?" "Yes you were a very good girl Princess and daddy is going to reward you." He makes me lay down on the floor and then forces a ball gag in my mouth and locks it in place. He then raises my dress up over my head and pulls out a endtable and pins the dress in place. He then pulls down my panties and tights and then unzips his pants and forces me to have sex with him again. I scream and plead and pray for away out. Oh god please, I think to myself, I wish I had a way out of this hell. "Wish granted," a voice says. "That is your only wish from this magic lamp." After a while Bill releases me. I get up but my hands are still cuffed behind me and the ballgag is still in my mouth and locked behind my head. We hear a knock at the front door. "Oh F--K , who the hell is that at this time of night," Bill complains. "Right in the middle of my fun time." He gets up, unhandcuffs me, then unlocks the zipper, then unlocks the ballgag, and unlocks the chains on my feet. Then tell me to pull up my tights and underpants. "Go up stairs until I call for you," Bill says. I do comply and pull up my panties and tights. Then run up stairs to my room. Chapter 2: Sweet revenge I hear Bill arguing with what sound like a women. I stay in my room for a few minutes, but the arguing gets louder. I decide to head down stairs. Knowing full well what is in store for me later tonight. As I come down stairs I see it is a women. She is obviously very mad at Bill. Bill give me a look that confirms my suspicions, I am spending another night in the bad girls room. She shouts, "You promised to marry me if I helped you get a new body! After you get a hold of a new body you take off to State of California! Leaving me with twin 12 year old girls to raise all alone!" "I never intended to marry you in the first place," Bill replies. "I only used you to get out of that prissy blonde haired coward of a girl's body. I am an Olympic Swimmer not a damn prissy girl afraid of the water. I only manipulated you into thinking I would marry you only if you would help me. You fell for the hook, line and, sinker. Ha ha ha ha ha," he laughs. Then he gives a grin that would make the slime slide off a frogs back. "Ok Bill, since I found the medallion you left in the bay." I walk in the living room. I am promptly cut off by two girls my age. They introduce themselves as Regina and Robin Adams. I introduce myself as Angela Campbell. "Who is this?" the woman says? "My daughter Angela," Bill responds. "I see you are up to your old tricks Bill," she says. "Manipulating others, you pervert. How this time? Adoption, what, tell me right now?" "It 's not adoption. Imt is a sex change operation and serious plastic surgery. He/she used to be an adult male. Now she looks, sound, and appears to be a 12 year old girl. He is trapped looking like a 12 year old girl permanently." They all look at me for confirmation. I start crying and nod "YES". In tears I say, "It is true." The women explodes in anger cursing him every other breath. She then pulls from her purse an ugly looking medallion. "Where in the hell did you find that thing?" Bill demands. "Don't worry about it. All though it took me almost a year to track it down," the woman replies. "You get that damn thing away from me," Bill says. "Gina, get Biff right now," the woman says. "What for?" Bill says. "Guess why," the woman replies. "Oh F--k! You're not going to trap me in that fucking kids body are you?" Bill demands. "Yes that's it exactly," she replies. "Gina is getting her old body back and Robin here is getting mine. Because of my part in your little scene." Turning towards me she says, "I did not plan for your being involved. I am so sorry." "That is OK," I say. "What is that medallion anyway?" I ask, having absolutely no clue to what it really is. "This is the medallion of Zulu, it lets people switch bodies with some one else just by touching them or take another person's form just by touching their clothes," she replies. "Weird," I say, "completely weird." Not completely believing her. "You don't believe me do you?" she asks. "No ma'am, not really," I reply. A man two times the size of Bill enters the room. "This is Biff," she says. "He volunteered to help me this time. He wants to help settle his conscience for his part in this," she says. "Biff grab him now." He grabs Bill and hold on to him tightly. "Let me go you over grown bafoon," Bill orders. "Let me go now." "No I will not comrade, you caused all of this! I am here now to right the wrong I helped with," Biff says. As Regina enters the house, Margret calls over to her and says, "Regina, come here if you want your old body back." She walks over to where Bill and Margret are at. She takes the medallion from Margret being careful not to let it touch both of them. The she grabs Bill by the hand and she turns back into Bill. While Bill is being transformed into Regina. Bill, now Regina screams, "I hate this body, I do not want to spend the rest of my life as a prissy little girl afraid of water." "Sorry Gina sweetheart, you are trapped as a girl forever," Margret says. Then Robin takes the medallion from Bill and she and Margret switch bodies too. Margret, now Robin says "We are now going to be their daughters forever." Bill turns to me and says, "I know I am not your father but I can fix it so you can at least age properly." "How is that?" I ask. "I can either turn you in to her triplet sister or I can switch you with Regina," he says. But there is one catch, either way you will be deathly afraid of water." I think for a few minutes. "I can be a triplet sister of Regina and Robin or switch places with Regina completely." "I would like to switch places with Regina," I finally decide. This way he/she will be trapped as a twelve year old forever. With the way he oops she has made me look I can guarantee that no one will ever believe he/she was an adult ever." "Ok come here Angela, bring Regina closer Biff," Bill says. Biff carries Regina closer to Bill and then Bill gives me the medallion being careful not to let it touch both of us. He says, "All you have to do is touch Regina skin to skin." I grab Regina by the hand. I feel a weird sensation start passing over my body. I watch Regina transform into me a adult male trapped looking like a 12 year old girl forever. When the transformation is complete Regina is now trapped as Angela abd really starts screaming and complaining. "I would rather be stuck as Regina than spend the rest of my life trapped as this little slut." I whisper to Bill, "There is a torture chamber upstairs at the end of the hall. It is called the bad girl's room. She has used it on me and I suggest he gets a taste of his own medicine. There are diapers in the coffee table drawer." I get one and give it to Bill. I take off the dress I have on. It has a lock on the back of it. "Put it on her while I put on this pretty pink dress," I say. Biff forces Angela into the diaper and dress. Then I hand Bill a pair of handcuffs, locking ankle hobbles, then a locking ball gag. Then Biff forces Angela into a four point harness and then puts a lock on it too. The whole time Angela is fighting and squirming trying to free herself. "Princess," I say, "how do you like the taste of your own medicine?" Then I show Biff and Bill where the bad girl's room is. They then hang her from the ceiling. I try to keep from laughing with absolutely no success. I loose it completely. I start laughing and laughing. Angela starts crying, knowing that Bill is going to get rid of the Medallion as soon as he leaves the room. I turn out the light as we leave the room. I have tears in my eyes knowing that this is the sweet revenge I was hoping for. I was right, after changing clothes Bill heads directly for his van taking me, Robin, and Biff with him. We let Biff out at a bus station. We go to a pawn shop and Bill sells the medallion cheep. On the way back to the house, I tell Bill about Angela being enrolled in Ballet starting on Monday. "The classes are every Monday, Thursday, and Saturday at promptly 4:00 pm." "Ok," Bill replies. "But I want to enroll you and Robin also. We will talk about more about it when we get home." "Ok sir," I reply. "I would like to be in Ballet" "Ballet would be fun," Robin says. "Me and Margret will get married as soon as possible," Bill says. "I want to be your father but I want you to be well behaved and I will not have to punish you. You three girls will be in the wedding also and that is final." "Ok we would like to be in the wedding," me and Robin reply. "Angela would like it too," I say. Knowing that she will hate the thought of being in a wedding as a flower girl or something. But she will have to come around sometime. I sit back and enjoy the rest of the ride home. I am going to enjoy this life. Even though I am now afraid of water. Ahh well who cares I can live with it. Robin and I were promptly enrolled in ballet with Angela that the first day of class for her that following Monday. She obviously hated it, but me and Robin had fun. The wedding take place four weeks later. Bill, now Angela, was forced to be in the wedding with me and Robin. This is the End of the story. Bill who became Regina got her body back as Bill. But the woman who became Robin took over the life of Margret. They are now happily married and Regina, who stole Bill's body, is finally accepting her life as Angela. Me, I love this life as Regina. Even though I am now a prissy little girl afraid of water. Ahh, but who cares! A fear of water everyone needs some kind of fear in their life.