When she and Harriet had set out for the fireworks, she had been wearing jeans and a t-shirt with a light jacket. That was definitely not the case anymore. Instead she was now wearing colorful patterned tights and a dress covered in cartoon farm animals with a cardigan.
The next thing she noticed was her hair. Normally she kept her long hair in a pony tail. Now her hair was cut short above her shoulders, with her much longer bangs kept out of her eyes only thanks to an animal hair clip holding them to the side.
This was so bizarre. When she had imagined looking younger it had definitely not been this much younger. And the effect definitely wasn't this convincing. She didn't look like someone who looked young for her age, she completely and totally like a toddler.
'Wait. There's no way,' Isabelle thought suddenly realizing that there was something she hadn't checked.
Lifting up her dress, Isabelle could already see the clear outline under tights. Pulling the waist band forward exposed the diaper that was snuggly wrapped around her waist. Remembering the state of her teeth, curiosity forced Isabelle to continue and pull open the diaper and confirm her suspicion.
"Wow even that looks like a baby's," Harriet said in amazement.
"Harriet!" Isabelle yelled as she let everything snap back to place, "Did you have to look?"
"Sorry it's just that you look like...a...so I just didn't think about it...because...well you know," Harriet said looking truly embarassed.
"Yeah this is pretty crazy," Isabelle said calming down, "I don't get why me wanting to look too young for guys did this."
"Well I guess even preschoolers can have crushes. So if you needed to look too young for anyone this was how far you needed to go," Harriet said dubiously.
Isabelle considered that for a moment, "That...actually makes sense. I did want to still be an adult though, so how does this work? And do only we know about each other's changes?"