So this chapter is a deleted scene that would have taken place at some point during the girl’s trip in Colorado. Probably after the trip where Fara messed herself for the first time but really could be put in anywhere. I cut it because, while a beach episode is always fun, Colorado isn’t exactly known for their beaches so even for a universe with fancy locking cribs readily available that wasn’t realistic.

“Do I have to wear this?” Fara pouted looking at the plain looking cloth diaper laid out on the bed. Fara was naked in Rachel and Sarah’s room, holding her hands over her chest contemplating the item before her. A swim diaper, one that was actually pretty hard for Rachel to find, hence its plain looking appearance and the fact that it was cloth and not the usual disposable.

“No you don’t have to wear it,” Rachel looked at Fara with a hint of disappointment. “But with the accident you had the other day I think it’s for the best.” Rachel’s swim suit was an elegant white one piece with curves and holes that showed off plenty of skin even with it being a one piece.

“People pee in the ocean all the time though I doubt anyone will notice.”

“You know that’s not what she’s talking about,” Sarah said flatly. Her swim suit was a typical bikini, pink with a floral print. Fara pouted.

“That was a fluke. I’m not gonna do that in my diapers again.”

“That’s what you said about wetting,” Rachel countered. Fara huffed. “I’m not going to force you to wear a swim diaper, but I think it’s a good idea. I don’t think anyone would notice if you wet your swimsuit but if you mess without any protection.”

“Yeah yeah I know you don’t have to explain it,” Fara grimaced as she looked at the thing. It’s not like she hasn’t spent the vacation so far in a diaper anyway, at this point it would be weirder if she didn’t wear one. She was just looking forward to a little bit of normality.

“You need to make up your mind soon, we still need to get you dressed.”

“Fine I’ll wear it,” Fara huffed as she laid down on top of the diaper, slightly more pouty than usual. “This feels different,” Fara wiggled as Rachel applied powder.

“It’s a cloth diaper sweetie. Swim diapers in your size are actually pretty hard to find. As far as you’re concerned they work the same way though.”

“Yeah because most people don’t have my problems.”

“Or they just don’t feel like going to the beach. Thankfully I have this though. I’d hate for you to miss out on your beach day over something like that.”

“Yeah I guess so,” Fara wondered if she’d rather stay in the cabin regardless but didn’t really have a choice anymore as Rachel folded the diaper up using Velcro instead of the usual tapes.

Fara stood up getting used to the new type of diaper. It was thicker than a disposable diaper, and less noisy. It felt like a towel between her legs.

“Now we can get you in your swim suit,” Rachel sang happily. “I had this one ordered just for you to keep up with your Lolita aesthetic. Rachel smiled as she brought the swimsuit out. It was a bright pink one piece, one that covered most of Fara’s body unlike Rachel’s. It was decorated with yellow flowers and the sleeves and leg holes had light pink frills and there was a large frill around the waist as a sort of skirt, and two sets of ruffles on the butt.

“Wow it certainly is cute,” Fara blushed as she admired it, a bit embarrassed that she liked it so much.

“I know, now step in this doesn’t have any snaps like your onesies do.” Fara blushed at the comment as she stepped into the swim suit and with help from Rachel she brought it up into place. “Right let’s go I think the others are probably growing impatient.”

Rachel wasn’t wrong as the others were waiting in the living room dressed to go. Patty had on a swimsuit almost as childish as Fara’s was. It was pink, and had a purple skirt frill similar to what Fara’s had. Tara was wearing a light green two piece that accentuated her skin tone. Riley very clearly was wearing a standard issue school swimsuit with the labeling taken off. A plain blue and modest one piece. The surprising star was Annabelle. Her plain white bikini had a very limited amount of fabric, covering only what it needed to with as much of the suit being spaghetti straps as was possible while still being able to securely fit on her body. Fara, Rachel, Sarah, and Patty all couldn’t help but stare at and ogle Annabelle who seemed otherwise unperturbed that she was as close to naked as she could be without being nude.

“All right let’s go, we only got so much sun,” Annabelle said as she walked out toward the cars, most of the remaining girls taking a moment to admire the scene as she walked away.

Sarah of course secured Fara in her car seat, and the two cars made their way to the beach.

“So um A.J. is umm,” Fara began.

“Damn,” Sarah finished Fara’s thought.

“Agreed,” Rachel added. “Damn.”

The group arrived at the beach. It wasn’t a particularly popular section of beach, thus it wasn’t nearly as well kept and had no amenities nearby, but they did have the section mostly to themselves, which suited Fara just fine as her swim suit was very poor at hiding the poofier cloth swim diaper she had on underneath it. It was clearly visible poking out of the leg holes of her swim suit.

The girls all rushed toward the water as soon as they could after parking. Rachel, Fara and Sarah of course lagging behind because Fara had to be released from her car seat, but even then Rachel held Fara back at the beach.

“But I wanna get in the water,” Fara complained as Rachel held her hand.

“In a second,” Rachel huffed while Sarah set up a pop up shade and some beach towels on a particularly sandy, and unrocky section of beach.

“Sarah doesn’t need any help Rachel,” Fara complained.

“That’s not why sweetie. I’m worried that you might not be used to swimming in your swim diaper yet,” Rachel spoke as she dug into the beach bag pulling out two pink water wings.

“Rachel no,” Fara blushed at the sight of the childish items but Rachel began blowing them up all the same.

“Yes sweetie. I know you’re a fine swimmer normally, but now you’re swimming with a diaper on. I don’t want you getting hurt because you aren’t used to it.”

“This is over kill though I don’t need floaties.”

“Well there we disagree,” Rachel had blown up the first one and handed it Fara. “Are you really going to argue with me here? Haven’t I been right about everything so far?” Fara groaned and didn’t answer. “Put your floatie on dear then you can go play.” Fara sighed like a teenager might sigh and slid the water wing up one of her arms. Thankfully no one besides them were at the beach, and everyone there already knew she was in diapers so floaties didn’t seem like too big of a deal. Tara was busy blowing up her own inner tube float with a pump by the water’s edge. “Here you go sweetie,” Rachel’s face was flushed as she had just blown up the second floatie she was handing to Fara. Fara didn’t speak as she slid the second one up her other arm and made her way to the water. “Have fun!” Rachel shouted after her.

“That seemed to go well,” Sarah said as she had finished setting up the shelter from the sun.

“It did, she’s adjusting remarkably well to being ordered around.”

“Shall we join them?”

“I think I’m going to wait up here for now. Let her come to us when the inevitable happens.” The inevitable happening referred to the bottle Rachel had given Fara earlier that morning. One which was loaded with a laxative that would mean Fara would be having an accident any moment now, and thus justifying the swim diaper, and future diapers to come. “You did bring extra right?”

“Regular not swim diapers,” Sarah answered. “I figured we could work with that for something fun.”

“I’m sure we can.”

“Glad you could join use,” Patty happily splashed Fara as she entered the water.

“Are those floaties?” Riley asked pointing to the water wings Fara was wearing.

“Ugh it was Rachel’s idea,” Fara sighed. “She doesn’t think I can swim as well with my … Doesn’t matter.”

“I think they’re cute, really completes your outfit.” Patty offered.

“Agreed,” Tara chimed in. “Plus no shame in using a float.” Tara leaned back in her own inner tube. “Treading water can be exhausting.”

“That’s not exactly what I meant,” Riley grumbled.

“We all know what ya meant, we’re just tired of hearing it,” Annabelle splashed Riley and the other girls giggled.

The girls continued to float around in the water, while Rachel watched and Sarah was tanning herself just outside of the shade of the pop up tent she had set up earlier. Rachel watched the playing in anticipation for the inevitable to happen.

Fara had gotten used to the extra bulk of the swim diaper well. It didn’t swell when it got wet like disposables did, so it didn’t bother her too much. Suddenly as she floated she noted a gurgle in her tummy, and a strange sensation in her diaper. She quickly left the water. The others didn’t really pay any mind, they had been moving in and out of the water often while they were playing. Fara cautiously pressed her diaper against herself and a very strange feeling erupted as the wet mess pushed against her. She groaned and immediately ran toward Rachel.

“Here we go,” Rachel said to Sarah who perked up from laying down. “Come here Fara,” Rachel immediately approached Fara when she came in earshot and moved to check her diaper without even asking, pulling open the leg of her swim suit before she could even explain herself.

“I’m sorry I didn’t even feel it.”

“It’s ok sweetie that’s why you wear your diapers,” Rachel spoke calmly as she began to help Fara out of her swimsuit.

“Really right here?” Fara complained.

“Yes right here. There’s nowhere private for us to go, and besides, no one is here but us. If you want we can wait until we get back to change.”

“No no I ugh,” Fara pouted. She didn’t really want to be changed right there on the beach but she very much wanted the strange wet mess off of her. “Fine fine.” Fara hurriedly stepped out of the swim suit and Rachel laid her down on one of the beach towels Sarah had set up earlier.

“The fussier you are the longer this will take,” Rachel chided as she opened up the diaper.

“Ok,” Fara grimaced and meekly held her arms up as Rachel got to work cleaning her. She could see in her peripheral that her friends were definitely aware of where she was and what was happening and blushed.

“I guess that’s why she left,” Patty said giggling.

“Yeah,” Annabelle grimaced. “That must feel weird.” The girls only briefly acknowledged what was happening before going back to playing. Rachel had cleaned Fara off and set the soiled diaper off to the side. She helped Fara sit up and started drying her off with a towel.

“What are you doing? I was gonna go back.” Fara complained.

“No you’re not,” Rachel corrected. “We only had the one swim diaper and you don’t need to go into the water with a regular diaper.”

“I can just.”

“You better not say that you don’t need a diaper. I think this messy diaper is a testament that you do need a diaper.” Fara sighed in defeat. “It’s a cloth diaper, so we’ll have to clean it up before you can use it again.”

“Sorry,” Fara blushed. “That you have to clean that up.”

“It’s ok sweetie. Part of the job.” Rachel finished drying Fara and laid her back down. She went to work powdering and taping up the more familiar disposable diaper. “All right why don’t you build a sand castle or something up here?”

“Rachel what about my swim suit?” Fara whined covering her chest.

“Sweetie that thing is soaking wet, it’ll fill your diaper up just as much as you going into the water would.”

“But I need clothes.”

“I already told you sweetie, there’s no one here but us, and we’re all girls here.”

“But.”

“It’ll dry soon, you’ll be fine.” Fara grumbled as her conversation was shut down and she kept her hands crossed over her otherwise bare chest. Rachel set some buckets and shovels by her chair, but Fara obstinately stood underneath the pop up tent with her arms crossed, not touching the toys. Rachel rolled her eyes and sat down in a beach chair reading a book.

Fara’s annoyance gave out after a while and she grabbed the bucket and shovel and started absent mindedly paying with the sand underneath the tent. Rachel watched and smiled as Fara played at the beach in just her diaper. Something an actual baby would do. She giggled as Fara patted a sand castle into shape. Fara was small and she didn’t really have much of a bust to speak of, so the baby look was even stronger.

Just then the others made their way up having gotten tired of playing in the water.

“Wow Fara I wouldn’t have pegged you for a nudist,” Patty said suddenly as she approached. Fara gasped in surprise and covered her chest up.

“Well she’s not toally nude,” Tara corrected. Rachel sighed as the presence of the others had turned Fara’s happy playing mood back into a self-conscious pouty one.

“Why are you naked?” Riley asked with a hand on her hip. Fara blushed and looked away.

“Cuz they don’t have another swim diaper would be my guess,” Tara offered.

“Yeah,” Fara said quietly covering herself.

“We’re just waiting on her swim suit to dry so it doesn’t fill her diaper up with water,” Rachel explained. “She was having fun playing in the sand I think.” Fara didn’t answer.

“Well we were all getting kinda hungry,” Patty chimed in.

“Was gonna try and find some food around here,” Annabelle continued Patty’s thought.

“Great I’m starving,” Sarah spoke up from her towel. She stood up and the others stared as she had taken her own top off to avoid tan lines.

“Is anyone else gonna get naked?” Patty exclaimed. “Fara, Sarah, A.J.”

“I’m not naked,” Annabelle huffed.

“You might as well be.” Annabelle crossed her arms and sighed at the comment.

“I am getting rather tired as well,” Rachel added.

“You haven’t even been doing anything,” Riley commented but no one acknowledged it.

“Grab food and head back?” Annabelle offered.

“Sounds good,” Rachel smiled and grabbed Fara’s hand casually. She pressed the front of Fara’s diaper checking her and Fara blushed as it was definitely not dry. “Fara’s good without a change for now. Let’s go.” The group all made their way to the vehicles. Fara was stuck holding Rachel’s hand and wasn’t given her swim suit back, meaning she walked the whole way back in nothing but her wet diaper, Rachel smiled and marveled at the incredibly cute girl walking, or more accurately waddling thanks to her soggy diaper, next to her.

“Can I have my swim suit back please?” Fara pouted as she walked with Rachel.

“We’re going home soon sweetie. You’ll be fine until we get there. Your car seat will cover you up and our windows are tinted anyways.” Fara just groaned knowing that it was no use arguing with Rachel about this.