Rachel and Sarah were finally successful and had Fara in a wet pull-up in their back seat. She would be stuck in that for a while longer as they still had a bit to go before the next exit. Fara was managing the new sensation well, but she was noticeably uncomfortable. To Fara the feeling was very similar to the feeling of wearing a dry pull-up. It wasn’t noticeable if she didn’t think about it, but of course it was all she could think about. She was constantly noticing the light dampness and it made her feel exceptionally childish. Especially considering her car seat with a sippy cup in the cup holder.

“Are we stopping at the next exit?” Fara asked as they passed a sign denoting the next exit was approaching.

“Well we can,” Rachel was hesitant. “I’ll remind you that we are behind schedule. If you think you can wait for a while I would suggest it. Do you think your pull-up can hold another?” It very likely could. Fara had been going so frequently thanks to her diuretic spiked water that her bladder had very little volume in it when she did go. This was something unhealthy in the long term, but Rachel and Fara were close to moving on to the next phase and would hopefully have her off of it soon.

“Well I don’t know,” Fara shot back. “It’s not like I’m an expert on this stuff.

“Well then let me check,” Sarah said quickly as she hopped out of her seat and made her way over to Fara’s.

“Hey!” Fara whined as Sarah pressed her hand against Fara’s pull-up.

“It can probably hold another,” Sarah announced as she made her way back to her own car seat and strapped in.

“Thank you pet,” Rachel said quickly. Fara was so embarrassed by the ordeal that she didn’t even question why Sarah was allowed to leave her seat while she got scolded for it. “There you have it Fara. I think we should wait if your pull-up can hold more.”

“But I don’t want to wait around all wet,” Fara complained.

“Oh come on it’s not that bad,” Sarah shrugged. “You said yourself it wasn’t that uncomfortable.”

“Speaking frankly here Fara,” Rachel spoke seriously. “I don’t think stopping to avoid you some minor inconvenience is really what we should be doing. Being as behind schedule as we are.” Fara sighed and pouted. She really didn’t want to be a bother. And Sarah was right it really wasn’t all that uncomfortable it was mostly in her head. “I’ll take that silence as your answer.” Rachel added as they had just passed the exit in question. Fara’s pout increased as they drove past and saw a sign that the next was in 15 miles. It wasn’t as big of a gap as the last one but that was more time than she really wanted to spend in the soggy pull-up.

“Guess we are going past it,” Annabelle noted as Echoes followed Hocus past the exit.

“Yeah I thought for sure Fara was gonna make us stop again,” Riley said quizzically.

“I figure she just be using her …” Annabelle didn’t finish her thought as Tara shot her a look that ended with a quick glance in Riley’s direction. Annabelle sighed and rolled her eyes. All this nuance to Fara expressing herself was becoming annoying to her.

“What were you sayin A.J.?”

“It’s nothing. I was thinkin’ of something else.”

“Whatever man. We’re finally making up some time and really hittin’ the road so I won’t complain.” Patty said as she leaned back in her chair. Tara sat back in her chair in contemplation. She knew what Annabelle was about to say. That Fara was just using her diapers. This was probably correct and lended some credibility to Rachel and Sarah’s methods. Which meant her job was secured, and Fara’s future as a baby was also secured. Tara still didn’t feel good about that outcome, but she was pretty sure six figures a year would help to ease her conscience.

“I may need to take the next exit,” Tara spoke up. Tara probably could hold it for longer but she was curious whether or not they were successful. All signs pointed to yes but for a scientific mind like hers she needed some proof.

“Aw come on Tara,” Patty started to complain.

“What?” Tara was defensive. “I’ve been holding it this whole time it’s perfectly reasonable for someone to need to go this long into the trip.”

“Man we’re never gonna get there at this rate,” Riley sighed and slumped in her seat.

“Geez calm down. You make it sound like the end of the world that cuz I gotta take a piss.”

“I wouldn’t mind stockin up on more snacks,” Annabelle added.

“Same here,” Patty echoed.

“Yeah cuz you perpetually have the munchies Patty,” Riley smirked.

“Sounds like someone is jealous,” Patty shot back.

“Not gonna lie I am just a little.” All of the girls shared a snicker.

“You gonna call it in?” Patty asked gesturing to the radio sitting on the dashboard of the car over where Tara was sitting.

“We got like 10 miles I can hit em up when we get closer.”

Fara sighed in annoyance. They were still 10 miles away and she felt the need to go again. A feeling that wasn’t entirely surprising, it was about on schedule with how often she had been going.

“Need to go again?” Sarah asked, though she and Rachel both knew the answer. Fara pouted in response to the question which was just as good as an answer. “Well you already went once.”

“Yeah I know,” Fara huffed. “It doesn’t make it easier.” Truthfully it did make it easier. Almost comically so. With very little effort Fara was able to fill the pull-up again. The vague dampness that was there before had been replaced by a more noticeable version. She felt wet and shifted uncomfortably at the new sensation. “Ugh this feel way worse,” Fara complained. “So wet.”

“You’re probably ready for a change,” Rachel commented. “Sarah be a dear and check her will you.” At the command Sarah exited her seat made her way to Fara’s.

“Aww come on you don’t have to,” Fara whined but Rachel was quick.

“You said earlier you didn’t know how wet was too wet, it’s just a precaution.” Fara huffed indignantly as Sarah pressed against Fara’s pull-up.

“Yeah she’s probably gonna leak if she goes again,” Sarah diagnosed before quickly returning to her seat.

“Just means we’ll have to get you changed soon,” Rachel spoke with a smile.

“Yeah that would be nice,” Fara said with a grimace.

“You have to admit it’s still better than struggling to hold it though,” Sarah smirked.

“I mean maybe in a way,” Fara was unsure.

“Well it doesn’t matter if it feels nicer,” Rachel cut in with authority. “You don’t need to be holding it in you condition so I’m telling you for your own good to use your pull-up.” Fara huffed and pouted but otherwise did not disagree with Rachel’s command. As expected she was becoming more pliable as she spent more time with Rachel. They could slowly start to command things of her instead of making her come to the decision on her own.

“Echoes to Hocus we need to break off at the next exit,” Tara’s voice garbled through the radio in Hocus. “I’m the one that needs the bathroom this time.”

“Roger Echoes we’ll break off,” Rachel replied. “Looks like someone else gets the blame this time.” Sarah and Rachel shared a chuckle but Fara was still pouting from Rachel’s command.

The two cars pulled into a fairly remote gas station. Echoes all began to exit their car stretching. While Rachel began to assist Fara with exiting her car seat as of course she still could not exit herself. At the same time Sarah was grabbing an extra pull-up from a conveniently open package near the hatchback and the also conveniently placed changing mat. Fara was meekly made her way to Sarah’s side as soon as she was free.

“What do you two have back there?” Riley asked innocuously approaching Sarah and Farah. The pull-up in Sarah’s hands was fairly obvious.

“Some supplies for a change Riley,” Sarah said casually. Riley looked past Sarah to Fara.

“Is that why you didn’t have us stop at the last exit?” Riley asked Fara.

“No Riley I’m the one who …” Sarah began to cover for Fara but she interjected.

“No Sarah,” Fara sighed. “Yes Riley that’s mine,” Fara pointed to the pull-up in Sarah’s hands.

“When did this start?” Riley asked with some thinly veiled accusatory glances at Sarah.

“The pull-ups started today, but I’ve been having trouble with going for a while now Riley. I was embarrassed I didn’t know how to tell you. Rachel and Sarah thinks its stress related.”

“So they put you up to this? They have you pissing in diapers now?” Riley had raised her voice a little.

“Hey!” Sarah shouted over Riley. “She said she was embarrassed about it ok. You don’t have to shout it to the whole world, and you tone isn’t helping either.”

“That’s rich coming from you.”

“Riley,” Fara said with a sigh, “No one ‘put me up’ to anything ok. They just opened my eyes to what the problem was. They didn’t force me to put a pull-up on ok.”

“I mean the car seat, the diaper.”

“Pull-up,” Fara corrected. “And it’s coincidental that these things are happening at the same time. Don’t read too much into it.” Fara sighed and composed herself. “I get why you’re upset, you care about me, and you want to make sure I’m all right. I should have told you about this earlier but it’s still kind of hard for me and embarrassing. I’m sorry ok. I didn’t want you to find out like this. Or at all actually.”

“All right all right,” Riley was still obviously unsure about the whole thing but appeared to be dropping it for now. Fara walked off to the station without saying anything else and Sarah followed her supplies in tow. Riley glanced off to her side to see Rachel staring intently at her from a little ways away. She averted her gaze as soon as Sarah and Fara left. Riley couldn’t be certain but it seemed as if her whole conversation had been watched.

Tara, having seen Sarah and Fara make their way into the station with supplies followed behind quietly. This particular station was big enough to have multiple stalls in their bathrooms and Fara and Sarah casually occupied the handicapped stall, while Tara slipped in unnoticed to the adjacent normal stall.

“All right how do I do this?” Fara had a grimace on her face. Gas station bathrooms are notoriously gross, and this one was no exception.

“Well changing a tape one like mine is a little easier but I have a little life hack to keep your feet off of this festering sewer they call a floor,” Sarah said informatively. She laid the changing mat over a portion of the floor. “Just stand on this mat so you don’t touch the floor. Other than that it’s like changing panties.”

“That’s smart Sarah,” Fara said as she stepped onto the matt and began the somewhat lengthy process of taking her pants off.

“You know Riley doesn’t seem all that supportive of you,” Sarah said with feigned sadness. “I thought she was your bestie. That she would like help you or something, not call you out like that.”

“Well Riley and I are having a bit of a rough patch right now,” Fara sighed in annoyance as she removed the used pull-up.

“Set it on top of the toilet dear,” Sarah began to fluff up the new pull-up as Fara set the old one where she was directed. “She doesn’t seem to approve of mistress and I.” Sarah commented as she held the pull-up open for Fara to step into.

“Yeah that’s one way to put it,” Fara stepped into the pull-up and Sarah slid it up her legs. “She’s come up with this crazy conspiracy that you guys are out to get me to be Rachel’s new pet.”

“Well that’s a little ignorant of her,” Sarah slid up Fara’s pants. “It’s not like we just take random girls and force them into servitude.” They manipulated them into babyhood. “It’s a consensual agreement. There all set. That wasn’t so hard was it?”

“No not too bad,” Fara was getting her shoes back on. “And don’t worry about Riley she’s just being over protective as usual. How do you put one like yours on I’m curious.”

“Well I like to use the wall of the stall to hold the diaper in place with my back, and then tape it up,” Sarah explained. “When I need a change I can show you, but it’s super easy. I don’t even have to my shoes or skirt off.”

“You’re full of diaper life hacks huh?”

“You pick a lot of em up,” Sarah smiled. “Now we just casually toss the used one on our way out. As long as you don’t flaunt it no one will notice.” Sarah said as she and Fara left the bathroom tossing the used pull up into the trash on their way out as Sarah had described.

When she was sure she was alone Tara lowered her legs.

“Damn they really did it,” Tara mused to herself as she used the toilet.