The day of the trip had finally arrived. Fara stretched with a yawn as her phone’s alarm had woken her up. She had lost the dress from the night before and slept as she usually slept, nude except for a sports bra and what were usually panties. Though this time they were pull-ups not panties as Fara had gone asleep in the ones she was trying on the night before.

Fara shambled out of the guest bedroom to find Rachel, who had hopefully remembered to leave her out some not Lolita clothes to wear on the long car ride ahead of them. She walked past the bedroom and saw that the door was open and also quickly glanced that Sarah was in the process of getting her diaper put on her. Fara quickly turned away for Sarah’s modesty, despite Sarah not really having any left when it came to Fara.

“Good morning Fara,” Rachel called out into the hallway, letting Fara know the two had seen her.

Rachel was dressed more casually than usual, wearing a formal looking blouse and blue jeans, and Sarah was wearing another of her band tees, the dark red skirt she would be wearing was set off to the side but when it was on her, it would safely cover the diaper the Rachel was in the process of taping up. “Come on in dear we have to get you into a new pull-up next,” Rachel sang as she patted the front of Sarah’s diaper signifying that she was done. Fara blushed at how casually Rachel let that line slip, and at how casually she changed Sarah in front of her, though the later wasn’t as surprising.

“It’s not like I used it any,” Fara mumbled. Though she did get up twice in the night to use the bathroom owing more to Rachel’s stress related incontinence theory, not that either of them needed to know that.

“I have no doubt dear,” Rachel was a little smug, the soft embarrassed mumble was only a hint at the whining that was to come when Fara complained about being left in a messy diaper for too long. Rachel had to remind herself to take things one step at a time. “It’s better to start with a fresh one though. Just to be extra sure you don’t leak. Don’t worry I have plenty to spare I always preferred keeping Sarah in the taped diapers when the mood strikes me.”

“You sure do mistress,” Sarah grumbled as she stepped into her skirt. This was the crux of their issue. Sarah didn’t particularly enjoy being in diapers, but she also enjoyed when her owner made her do things she didn’t enjoy, thus Sarah found herself in diapers quite a bit. With the introduction of Fara the baby girl though, soon Rachel would have a new object to project her mommy tendencies on. One that would be more susceptible to the mommy tactics, which would leave Sarah for Rachel’s other desires.

“I hope you left some comfy clothes out for me,” Fara sighed as she walked into the room and took a new pull-up out of the open package that was sitting next to the package of diapers that Sarah’s diaper had come from. Sarah’s diaper was just as plain and functional looking as Fara’s pull-ups, but Fara didn’t know about the far more childishly decorated diapers that had been packed already.

“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dream of letting you go that whole car ride dressed to the Lolita nines. That wouldn’t make for a very comfortable journey,” Rachel reassured “Not to mention the awful creases the car seat would leave”. Fara blushed a little at the mention of the car seat she was going to be stuck in.

“I left you out a t-shirt and a skirt,” Sarah gestured to the mentioned clothes that were sitting on top of Rachel’s set of drawers. “Let’s get you dressed before the others get here.” Sarah moved over to Fara to help undress her.

“Sarah you don’t have to …” Fara started to complain. She had gotten somewhat used to Sarah helping her dress, as it was a task Rachel was quite fond of assigning her, but she was not looking forward to being dressed in a pull-up.

“Hush up we don’t want everyone walking in on you in just your pull-up so let’s go as fast as we can.” Sarah shut down Fara’s complaints. Fara would have to get used to this. Being that Sarah was the pet in the house, she would likely be then one taking general care of Fara when she finally transitioned into baby girl status. That mean most crucially diaper changes. So when Sarah helped Fara step out of the pull-up and into a new one it was a portent of things to come. For her part Fara huffed and blushed as Sarah went about the tasking of dressing her, as she to did not desire to have her friends know that she was wearing a pull-up. Rachel’s door bell went off as Sarah was pulling down Fara’s shirt.

“They’re here,” Rachel sang as she went to answer the door.

“Hey don’t be so nervous,” Sarah said quietly to Fara. “It’s all gonna be fine.” Fara nodded meekly as the two made their way to Rachel who was talking with Tara and Patty. Both of them were dressed in single colored tank tops and sweat pants.

“What’s with the car seats?” Tara asked. Fara and Sarah had walked in the middle of the conversation. Rachel had noticed and so tailored her response.

“It’s an insurance issue. Colorado has changed their car seat laws,” Rachel explained flatly. “Don’t worry you’re fine Tara, but since I’m on the company insurance I have to comply.”

“So you two are riding the whole way in car seats?”

“Insurance,” Sarah shrugged. “Whaddya gonna do?”

“I can swap seats if I need to,” patty offered.

“The whole thing is exceedingly complicated,” Rachel stopped that train of thought early. “I don’t want to bore you with the details but suffice to say we cannot so easily swap passengers.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” Patty shrugged.

“Did Riley see them already?” Fara was concerned.

“Hard to miss em,” Tara sighed.

“I better go take care of that,” Fara rushed passed everyone to find Riley and hopefully calm her down before she caused a scene.

“So insurance huh?” Tara said with disbelief when Fara was out of earshot.

“Yes insurance,” Rachel answered seriously. Everyone would have to take this lie, it wouldn’t make sense for Fara to complain about it if they went with the angle that it was part of her embracing her littleness. “But if the situation helps Fara open up more, then we can certainly use it to our benefit.” There was the spin that would sell it for most of them anyway. Yes, it was a law that Rachel had to follow, and maybe she could get away with not. But if it helped Fara come out of her shell and express herself then why not go along with it instead of fight it. That’s the attitude Rachel wanted the others to have.

“Far out,” Patty replied enthusiastically.

Fara walked into Riley and Annabelle in the middle of a conversation about sports. Annabelle in a short sleeve red shirt and jeans and Riley in a Knights merchandised track suit.

“Riley,” Fara announced her entrance. Riley looked over with a half-smile.

“Hey Fara,” Rachel said enthusiastically. “Excited for your trip in Rachel Wollington’s torture chair?”

“I think I’m gonna go see what Tara and Patty are doin,” Annabelle quickly excused herself from the conversation that was about to happen between Riley and Fara.

“We talked about this Riley,” Fara whined.

“What?” Riley shrugged. “I’m not freaking out about anything am I?”

“No but you’re being an asshole about it.”

“I’m the asshole? Not the one locking you in a baby seat for the whole trip.”

“It’s an insurance thing Riley. Colorado updated their car seat laws, and Rachel has to abide by all laws. I’m sure if she could Rachel would rather me sit in the normal seat.”

“I’m not so sure.”

“Well be sure,” Fara threw her arms up in frustration. “My god I can’t keep going on explaining this stuff to you Riley. Why can’t you just trust me? Rachel and Sarah are fine.”

“I do trust you,” Riley said plainly. “I Don’t trust them though, and I think your judgements about them are wrong.”

“Of course,” Fara huffed again. “You’re probably where all this stress I have is coming from.” Fara thought out loud thinking about the pull-up under her skirt.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Riley was legitimately confused.

“It’s nothing,” Fara crossed her arms and looked away from Riley.

“Look I’m still holding up our agreement. I’m not gonna freak out or lash out at Rachel or Sarah for any of the weird shit they’re doin to you.”

“Well can you lose the attitude too?” Fara was pouting grumpily. “You’re gonna ruin the whole trip.”

“That I won’t do,” Riley pointed into Fara’s chest. “Like it or not I’m still gonna look out for you, that includes being sus af of Rachel and Sarah, and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.” Fara stared indignantly at Riley, but Riley remained calm and composed.

“Whatever Riley. Be suspicious with all your crazy conspiracy theories, I’m going to enjoy my vacation whether or not you ever stop long enough to enjoy it too.” Fara huffed and made her way back to Rachel. Riley waited a moment and then followed as the group was convening on Rachel anyway.

“Thanks for joining us Riley I was just about to go over some basics,” Rachel said cheerily. Riely waved in her direction, and indication to continue. “We’ll keep in touch using these walkie talkies, our vehicle code names are hocus and,” Rachel handed a walkie talkie to Patty who would be driving Tara’s car. “Echoes.”

“Neat code names,” Patty marveled turning on the walkie talkie.

“We don’t have to be right behind each other the whole time but we should stay close to keep in radio contact the whole way. On another note I’m sure the taller of you may be wanting to swap seats with Fara or Sarah to get them out of the car seats, but I assure you that the insurance won’t cover you if you do so please stay in your assigned vehicles. On a similar not please keep cruise control set to five over the speed limit, that’s as much as I’m allowed to go over. Be sure to radio the other vehicle if you need to stop so we can stop together. Tara should have her gps loaded with the address.” Tara nodded in the affirmative. “And I know the way myself. Any questions?” There were general mumbles of understanding from the group. “Great saddle up everyone we are leaving soon.”

Tara, Patty, Riley, and Annabelle all made their way to Tara’s car, a not too old model large suv. A large vehicle for a comparatively tiny girl. Rachel Sarah and Fara similarly made their way to Rachel’s car.

“Need help straping in?” Sarah asked as she hopped into her car seat.

“I dunno,” Fara was unsure.

“Oh I’ll show you how sweetie,” Rachel quickly moved to Fara’s side. “Once I show you, you should be able to figure it out. This bottom one is the most important.” Rachel pulled the strap that went over Fara’s crotch out front and rested it right over her midsection near her navel. The end of this strap was a large round circle that all of the other buckles went into with a red button on the front that was presumably the release. “Then these two,” Rachel get the two lap straps and pulled them across each of Fara’s legs and buckled them in. “And finally the shoulder straps.” Rachel brought the two longest straps that went over each of Fara’s shoulders down and buckled them in as well. “Don’t forget the chest buckle.” Rachel buckled together a strap that connected the two shoulder straps together over Fara’s chest. “And this button lets you out.” Rachel pressed the red button and all the buckles disconnected from the large circle. “Easy right?”

“Yeah doesn’t seem too bad,” Fara tentatively buckled them all in herself to try it out. Rachel had already gotten into the driver seat when Fara tried to unbuckle herself. Sarah had already strapped herself into her own car seat and was engrossed in a game on her phone, but not engrossed enough to miss Fara fumbling with the buckle trying to undo it. Unbeknownst to Fara the buckle had a feature that wouldn’t allow it to come undone unless you pushed in on the left lap buck and right shoulder buckle at the same time you pressed the release. A subtlety that Rachel intentionally hid during her demonstration. These car seats came from little land, and those at little land had to make sure their charges stayed exactly where they were supposed to. It was not designed to opened by anyone who lacked the knowledge of how to, and Fara’s struggling was proof of the devices success.

“Echoes moving out,” Came Tara’s voice over the walkie talkie that rested in one of Rachel’s cup holders. Tara’s car began to move out of Rachel’s driveway.

“Hocus moving out,” Rachel chimed back. “You have your gps set?”

“gps set.” Fara stopped fidgeting with the buckle for now. They were on their way anyway. She figured that maybe she just wasn’t doing it quite right. She pushed the thought out of her mind and went to playing a game on her phone.

“You guys really buy that crap Rachel said about Colorado’s car seat laws,” Riley was looking back out of Echo’s rear mirror into Hocus.

“She seems to know what she’s talking about,” Patty was non-chilant.

“I just did some googling,” Tara sounded confident. “She’s right on the money Colorado’s new car seat height is at 5’ 3”. Fara, Sarah, and myself are all below that limit. I’m not an insurance expert but it makes sense Rachel would have to follow the rules for this kind of trip.” Riley huffed and sat back in her seat at Tara’s confident answer.

“Satisfied?” Annabelle asked with a giggle.

“Yeah yeah,” Riley whined. “Thanks for looking it up you egghead.”

“No problem brat!” Tara jokingly fired back. She quickly locked her phone to hide the actual results of her searching. That no such law existed.