Alexandra had no idea how things had come to this. One moment, she was going to a meeting with the Fire Lady at a private location. The next, she was being stripped of her pantsuit and other garments by female Secret Service agents and dressed into something far different.
She now found herself in a straitjacket, her normally long black hair in girly pigtails, her fancy high heels replaced with frilly booties, she was suckling on a pacifier strapped around her head, and she wore an enormous and exceptionally bulky diaper around her loins. Worst of all, a type of collar meant for pets had been placed around her throat, and it was attached to a leash which was currently being held by First Lady Melania
The glamorous wife of the President gave a wide grin and said, "Good news, darling Alex. You're officially Alexandra Trump! It's honestly amazing what a large sum of money and a lot of smooth talking can accomplish. Oh, but they seem to have gotten your age wrong on the adoption papers; it says that you're a baby. Well, good thing we already have nursery set up at the White House. And I hope you enjoy filling your diapers, because that's all you'll be doing for the foreseeable future."
Melania then tugged on the leash, forcing the younger former bartender to follow her. Alexandra's eyes widened when she realized what was about to become of her, and she mightily attempted to protest, but to no avail, as her pacifier gag muted her words. "MMMMMMPPPH!"
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