Sarah and Fara made their way into the mall’s food court. Sarah with Fara in tow and Fara in tow of her own haul of toys in a large plastic bag.

“All right Mistress should be here soon enough,” Sarah stopped in the middle of the food court. “Anything stick out to you?” Fara looked around. It was a fairly typical assortment of fast food places.

“Am I even allowed this stuff anymore?” Fara mumbled as she struggled to choose between the different food stalls.

“They have a kids menu I’m sure,” Sarah said to herself mostly. “Besides I don’t think we brought enough food for you to eat anyway,” she rummaged around the diaper bag on her shoulder and true to her word uncovered nothing but a bottle of milk and a granola bar, nothing that would replace Fara’s lunch.

“You pick I dunno,” Fara said quietly.

“See this is what happens when two bottoms try and pick a place to eat,” Sarah sighed in aggravation. “We could be here for hours.”

“Indeed, what would you two do without me,” Rachel startled the two of them as she approached from behind.

“Mommy!” Fara excitedly hugged Rachel and Sarah joined her bumping against Rachel’s own small bag. “Oooo whadidja get mommy?” Fara excitedly attempted a peek at the bag.

“Oh no little miss nosy, this is not for little babies to peek at,” Rachel quickly held the bag out of reach. “Come let’s grab some food and then you can show me what you new toys you got.” Rachel casually grabbed Fara’s lead from Sarah and just as quickly clipped another lead to Sarah’s collar. Sarah couldn’t help but blush and shrink at how casually she was put back on her leash. “There both of my good girls on mommy’s leash just like they should be,” Rachel beamed as she proudly held the two leashes in both of her hands. “Can a girl get any happier,” she sang as she led the two of them over to one of the food stalls.

“Geez you’re so cheezy,” Sarah blushed despite how she brushed off Rachel’s sentiment.

“Well I think it’s sweet,” Fara contradicted. “She loves us.”

“That I do my sweet baby,” Rachel smiled again she quickly ordered food for the three of them. Choosing a healthy mac and cheese for the both of them and a more refined chicken dish, or as refined as a food court stall could deliver, for herself. They sat their food down at the table but Rachel quickly tied Fara’s lead to a convenient point on the floor next to the table. “You wait right here sweetie, Sarah and I will get you a booster seat.”

“A what?” Fara questioned, but the two were already off to a small corner where indeed there were several adult sized booster seats. Really they were just regular chairs with high sides and a strap but it was close enough, and they were heavy enough that it would possibly take the combined strength of Sarah and Rachel to move the chair over to their table, though the wasn’t the main reason Rachel brought Sarah along. She stopped as they got out of earshot of Fara and quickly retrieved the box with the new collar, showing it to Sarah.

“What do you think?”

“Wow it’s beautiful. It looks kind of like mine,” Sarah eyed the precious metal ring in its box.

“It’s the same model, has all the same features,” Rachel explained.

“Really? For Fara?”

“Oh I doubt she’ll need them all, but you can’t deny they are fun to play with.”

“It certainly doesn’t lack in modesty.”

“You don’t like it?”

“No I do. It’s gorgeous. I’m just …. Don’t you think this might be a little too much? I mean how much did that cost.”

“Who do you think you’re talking to? Money is no object especially when it comes to my pets,” Sarah gave Rachel a look that told her she missed the point of what Sarah was saying. “But perhaps it is a little much,” Rachel was suddenly second guessing her purchase, and she quickly closed the box. “Well it’s not like I can get a return on this thing.”

“It should be fine,” Sarah thought. “I mean more than fine it’s a fantastic collar, we just have to make sure she’s in the right head space when you show it to her so she doesn’t think about it too much.” Sarah Started to drag one of the booster seats.

“Don’t worry. Even on short notice I’ll make sure it’s a special night.” The two quickly rejoined Fara, Sarah sliding the chair in place.

“Wow that really is a big booster seat,” Fara was so amazed that she didn’t notice when Rachel had already strapped her into the seat and scooted her up to the table.

“Of course. Little ones like you need a little boost,” Rachel gave a coy smile as she sat down. Sarah sat across from Rachel and next to Fara. Despite the mall being relatively clean the floor was definitely not clean enough to eat off of so Sarah got to eat at the table. “Why don’t you tell me about the toys you bought sweetie,” Rachel said as she scooted Fara’s mac and cheese in front of her.

“Well I got’s a new stuffie, he’s an owl I haven’t named him yet. I gots this biiiiiig coloring book, and some puzzles,” Fara listed off the items that were in her bag which Sarah had hung off of her booster seat.

“That sounds like a lot of fun sweetie. Was Sarah nice to you?”

“Uh-huh,” Fara nodded. “Sarah was nice, and the store people were nice too. This whole place is nice.”

“It sure is. Mommy will have to take you back here soon. Now eat you food like a good girl, then mommy’s gonna give you a baba.” Fara nodded and got to work on her food.

“Maybe next time you can drop me off at the spa to get groomed?” Sarah asked hopefully.

“Only because Fara gave you a good report this time,” Rachel rolled her eyes. “Eat your food pet we must be on our way home soon.”

“Do we gotta leave so soon?” Fara whined.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself dear, but yes we do. We have a bit of a drive back remember.”

“I’m sure we’ll come back again soon,” Sarah assured Fara who went back to eating with a bit of a frown.

The food was finished before long and Rachel grabbed a bottle out of the diaper bag. She didn’t have quite a big enough chair to comfortably cradle Fara for her bottle so she just decided to feed her in her chair. She scooted the chair next to her and stuck the nipple into Fara’s mouth who obediently began to suckle, though she did fuss a little.

“Calm down little baby, I don’t have room to cuddle you like usual so this is going to have to do,” Rachel was calm but unwavering. Sarah scooted close to the two as well. The floor wasn’t clean enough for her to feel comfortable sitting on it like she would have preferred, but being next to them was good enough. Fara had gotten good at suckling bottles and she was done in no time, and Rachel and Sarah began to pack up. Rachel knew that she would have to wait a bit. Fara’s bottle was more about getting her to have an accident before they got back on the road than to fill her up. Any moment now the mess was sure to come. Rachel was only concerned with the proper framing.

Rachel helped Fara out of her seat and attached leads back on to Fara and Sarah.

“Everyone full for the road?”

“Yes mommy,” Fara nodded. Sarah nodded silently as well.

“Let’s have a diaper check before we go baby,” Fara blushed as Rachel lifted up the skirt that already didn’t hide much and made a big show about running her finger around the leg band of Fara’s diaper and squishing it against her. “Yeah we got a soggy baby,” Rachel said loudly.

“Mommy,” Fara whined. She managed to catch the eyes of a couple on the other side of the food court who was watching the whole thing go down and giggling to themselves. Clearly they saw and heard. Fara fussed. It was nice to be in a space where this was more accepted, but that meant Rachel could be more brazen as well.

“Just as wet as when we got here though, you can wait til we get home. I’m sure you’re used to being a little wet all the time.” Fara quietly blushed and adjusted the small skirt back down to cover as much as it could. She found herself being yanked along as Rachel started walking.

They made it about halfway to the entrance when Fara felt the now familiar feeling. A feeling that lately had been followed almost automatically with Fara stopping what she was doing to mess herself. Of course now stopping caused Rachel to yank on her lead.

“Come keep up dear,” Rachel said knowingly. Fara groaned and blushed. “Ah I see does little baby need to make messies?” Fara blushed and at this point became very aware of the scant few onlookers to the scene. A single woman on her own and another female couple sitting on one of the benches cuddling, though they couldn’t help but watch as it was clear something was about to happen. “Is that what’s the matter sweetie?” Rachel questioned again. “Use your words dear.” Rachel spoke as a command more than a suggestion.

“Yes mommy,” Fara said quickly.

“Yes mommy what?” Fara looked at the ground and blushed. Sarah giggled to herself.

“Yes mommy I need to mess my diaper.” Fara knew better than to whisper but she said it in the quietest normal voice she could muster.

“I thought so. Go ahead sweetie and then we can go change you.” Fara could feel the eyes of the onlookers on her, wondering if she would actually do it. Not all littles did that in their diapers after all, but of course Fara was one of those littles that did and she inevitably would.

Fara swallowed and squatted down with resignation, she would have to do it eventually waiting only made it work. As her blush grew brighter and she stared at the ground, she couldn’t help but think about what Sarah had said earlier. About how Rachel used moments like this to show her love. How proud Rachel was of her and how great it made her feel that she could command someone like Fara to do something like this. And that was true for the most part. Rachel loved showing her pets off, loved letting everyone know that these two wonderful creatures were hers fully and completely, and of course part of her just thought Fara was cute when she squatted down to fill her diaper.

Thinking about this soon turned Fara’s embarrassment into something else, something not unlike arousal. Fara thought about how much it really meant that Rachel was making her do this, making a show out of her. It was not quite humiliation, as none of the people here would mock her when she was done, it was showing her off. It meant that she was something worthy of being shown. If it made Rachel feel proud and happy to control her like this then the best thing she could do in thanks was to be the best at it that she could. Rachel took pride in showing off just how cute and how much of a baby Fara was, and Fara could show Rachel how happy this made her by being the best baby she could be. She wanted Rachel to be as proud and as happy as she could possibly be, and right now that meant discarding her adult self and being the unabashed baby Rachel wanted.

It was with that thought that Fara made a big show about grunting and filling her diaper. It was over the top, but she wanted it that way. She wanted people to stare, wanted everyone to know that she was her mommy’s baby.

“All don makin messies mommy,” Fara almost babbled out as she skipped to Rachel’s side.

“Good girl,” Rachel praised with a smile. “Mommy’s good little girl,” Rachel lovingly scratched the top of Fara’s head and Fara made a happy grunt as she soaked up the attention. The single woman couldn’t help but coo at the scene and the couple on the bench even gave a quiet golf clap to Rachel for the spectacle. “Let’s go get changed sweetie.”

“Otay,” Fara toddled along after Rachel, unaware of where she was going letting the lead in Rachel’s hand guide and also wholly unconcerned with the mess smearing itself on her bottom as she moved. She was a baby after all, and good babies were known to be messy. Fara had to do a double take as she hadn’t even noticed they walked into a large family restroom. Of course in this mall that took on a different meaning and the changing table here was rated for babies much bigger than Fara was.

“You ok in there Fara?” Sarah asked with a giggle.

“Don’t tease pet. Our baby is just feeling happy isn’t she?” Fara nodded with a smile. Rachel strapped Fara into the changing table like she was a rag doll and got to work.

“Totally zonked out. You really got her mistress,” Sarah said in amazement.

“I believe you have been there plenty of times as well,” Rachel talked as she opened Fara’s diaper and got to cleaning her. “Those in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. You remember the little pet show you put on here?” Sarah turned a shade of red and sighed happily.

“Yeah that was great,” Rachel smiled enjoying the same memory Sarah was as she tossed the old diaper away and got a new one from the diaper bag. As she slid the new diaper under Fara, Fara couldn’t help but start to doubt herself. Did she really just do that? Just shat herself in front of a crowd of strangers? Why did she do that? To show love? Is that a normal way to show love, is it healthy? Is any of this healthy? Her thoughts were interrupted by the nipple of her pacifier, finally going into her mouth after basically being an accessory all day.

“Why don’t we keep those big girl thoughts away and enjoy the moment some more hmm?” Rachel began applying powder and taped the new diaper on snugly. “Just trust in mommy. Don’t think just do what mommy says. That would make mommy so happy.” Rachel unstrapped Fara and sat her upright giving her a hug.

Fara smiled as she was squeezed by Rachel. Why should she worry about that stuff? Why deal with all the stress of thinking about it? It makes Rachel happy, and it makes her happy that’s all that matters. Why think when she could just be happy?

“mmhmm mmhmm mmhmm,” Fara nodded pacifier still in her moth.

“Good girl, now let’s get back home so you can play with you new toys.”