The ride back home was going much smoother than the ride to the cabin. Mostly because Rachel and Sarah were not wasting time with Fara running to the bathroom all the time. Quite the opposite in fact. Rachel smirked as she looked at the rear view mirror into the back seat at her two very soggy babies. Thanks to astute planning and fluid control by Rachel, the two had only wet their diapers three times, and this was obvious, both by the thickened yellow diapers and the exasperated looks of their faces. Even if one liked being in diapers being stuck in a car seat with an incredibly soggy one for most of the day is enough to make anyone a little miserable. This was the part Rachel found joy in. When it stopped being fun for her charges and started being uncomfortable or painful. That was when they were the most submissive, that’s when they gave themselves up to her completely. They would throw themselves at her feet for a moment of relief or release, and would only meekly whimper in obedience if she denied them. She couldn’t help but lick her lips.

A glance at the gps showed they were about 2 hours away from home. Rachel smirked to herself at her impeccable timing. That would be just long enough to have them stew in it for a while, but still not damage their skin too bad. And if her planning was right …

Fara whimpered a little in her car seat. She barely put up a fight before giving up. With a small sob she pushed against the straps of the car seat enough to give herself enough room to push a stinky mess into her sodden diaper, and groaned in defeat as she fell back down squishing the mess against her.

“Aww did the poor little baby make a poopy diaper?” Rachel teased happily. She was definitely the happiest one in the car.

“Yes mommy I made a poopy diaper,” Fara fussed uncomfortably. “How much longer?”

“About two hours sweetie.” Fara and Sarah both groaned and sobbed. Rachel focused on the road. This may have been a little too intense for one of Fara’s first experiences as Rachel’s little. She would make it up to her when they made it back to the house. They had a whole nursery to set up for Fara, and waking up to that would make all this pain melt away.

The other car was also somewhat uncomfortable, though not as much as Fara or Sarah. Trapped in a car for a long road trip can make anyone feel uncomfortable, regardless of car seats or wet diapers. Thus most of the girls remained quiet as they neared their destination, silently anxious to get back home. Riley more so than everyone else. Her on the phone research during the trip had beared fruit, and she had a promising contact waiting for her when she got back home. She was eager to get started on her own quest to figure out what was really going on with Rachel, and she knew something had to be there.

Finally the group arrived at Rachel’s house, which is where they began their long journey. Fara groaned happily as they stopped. The mess in her diaper had become unbearable, and the first stages of diaper rash were starting to rear their head, some small but constant stings on her bottom. Not to mention the constant smell which also affected Sarah. Needless to say the two were eager to get inside and hopefully get changed. Rachel smirked happily as she quickly released the two from their car seats. There was still one moment of total humiliation left for the two of them, one they might have forgotten about during their misery.

Sarah and Fara both hopped out of the car, and their over full diapers immediately sagged low, obviously wet and in Fara’s case obviously messy. Swollen to even more comical size than they started, and with their crop tops emblazoned with the word “baby” on them doing nothing to hide this from their friends who had plenty of time to exit their own car and see this sight. The word baby was the only word that could be used to describe the incredibly fussy girls in soiled diapers before them, and this final bit of embarrassment elicited some whimpers from the two.

Rachel was quick to swoop in before things got too out of hand.

“I’m afraid I must hurry along and attend to my fussy girls,” Rachel said quickly moving the two inside.

“Yeah you look like you got a lot to take care of there,” Annabelle cringed as Rachel helped the two waddle inside. The girls helped themselves to retrieve the bags some of them had left in Rachel’s car and quickly made their way back to be dropped off at their respective abodes.

Rachel smiled as she helped her two charges into her home and immediately removed the bundle of diapers from their waste. She prided herself on being a stern mistress who demanded obedience, but she wasn’t a monster. She had pushed them pretty hard and they needed some care. And the care just as much an enjoyable experience as the domination to her.

She left the used diapers by the door and hurried the two off to the bathroom. Rachel had a fairly large tub, great for having Sarah tend to her while she bathed, but it was also good for getting in two very tired subs who desperately wanted to get clean. Rachel quickly filled the tub with warm water, and began to gently bathe the two of them, taking special care around their diaper areas. It was mostly quiet, the two were already starting to nod off while they were being bathed, though Rachel managed to keep them awake. Once she found them sufficiently clean, she helped them out of the tub and into her bed. Something that was rare for Sarah, though she didn’t complain. Leaving them in just their towels, Rachel laid them down gently. The two almost automatically cuddled into each other and fell asleep causing Rachel to smile. She would have to unpack without the help of her pet, which she wasn’t looking forward to, but she supposed the Sarah had earned the break.

They would be out for a while. Rachel thought that she may even have time to set up the nursery. The thought of her new little one waking up to her dream nursery enticed Rachel so much that unpacking all of their bags suddenly didn’t seem as important. That could be done later, and Sarah would be awake to help. Rachel nodded to herself, her plan decided, and made her way to the basement where she kept all of the nursery furniture that couldn’t be discreetly stored above. She lifted the discreet trap door at the far end of the hallway with a grin, imagining the face Fara would make.

Fara awoke from her nap with a stretch. Notably she didn’t bump into Sarah, which must mean that she was already awake. She was as Fara stumbled out into the hall to see her busy unpacking the large amount of luggage Rachel had brought with them. She was mostly naked except for a mini skirt and a revealing top, not that Fara was much better as she only had the towel she was put to bed in to cover her.

“Morning sunshine,” Sarah said with a smile. “I think your mommy is eager to see you in the nursery,” Sarah gestured to the open door to the guest bedroom. Fara could already catch a glimpse of the crib that was inside from her current position. She quickly moved the rest of the way into the newly refurnished guest bedroom with her mouth agape.

A twin sized crib was against the right hand wall. Unlike the bed at the cabin this was more obviously a crib was the first thing she noticed. It stood higher off the ground and the wooden bars and posts were more ornate and painted in a soft pink and the sheets inside matched. The door to the crib was essentially the same mechanism as the one in the cabin, though this one made no effort to hide that it was made to lock the occupant inside. Instead of the subtle locking mechanism, this crib had a fairly obvious actual heart shaped lock that held a latch closed. Tucked behind the crib was a top that could be locked on as well, turning the crib into a more confining cage like space, not that Fara could escape it as it was.

On the opposite wall to the crib was the changing table. It was a similar pink color to the crib and was dotted with several ornate drawers filled with diapers and changing supplies. The top where Fara would lay was a soft yoga mat like material, with a strap that would run across her chest as well as wrists and ankle cuffs secured to the ends of the table. The base of the changing table was raised allowing the person doing the changing to be able to more easily reach their charge.

Along the back wall was a white high chair. Fara was sure she had actually seen this before but didn’t think anything of it. The chair itself actually folded up very neatly, and the tray and straps that would hold her in were detachable. The whole ting could be discreetly stored and the average person wouldn’t know the actual purpose all the devices served when put together.

The three pieces of furniture took up most of the guest bedroom turned nursery, after all it was just a guest bedroom. Though a small play mat was in the middle between everything. This is where Rachel was fussing with some small stuffed animals.

“Woah,” Fara involuntarily exclaimed.

“Well hello there nakie little baby,” Rachel said slightly surprised by Fara’s entrance.

“Wow it’s incredible,” Fara almost ignored Rachel to inspect the crib closer.

“I should hope so. You’re going to be spending a lot of time in here little baby.” Rachel hugged Fara. “I want it to be perfect for you.”

“It’s just so amazing. Is it all really for me.”

“Well I think it’s just as much for me as it is for you.”

“Yeah don’t let her fool you,” Sarah said from the hall. “She likes it almost as much as you.”

“Kennel now!”

“Yes ma’am,” Sarah meekly hurried off to her kennel. Fara giggled slightly at the exchange.

“Now I think someone needs a diapee before they leak all over this nice play mat I just put out for you.” Rachel softly led Fara onto the changing table. Fara was in too much of a haze to do much of anything besides lay down and let Rachel strap her onto the table. “Now that we’re back home I’ve got all my cute diapees like these.” Rachel held up some bunny themed diaper. It was white but decorated with a very large and especially well decorated pink bunny that had a basket of flowers in its hand. Fara looked only briefly before Rachel got to work. The strap across her chest kept her lying flat on the changing table so she didn’t really get to see much of the diaper. Though she knew it looked good enough that she felt kind of bad about using it. Not that it would matter she would be using it eventually.

Rachel was right, this was a very different experience to being changed on the bed at the cabin. It was a more heightened feeling as the strap gave her that safe secure feeling on top of the usual diaper change feelings. And Rachel was much more adept now that she had the proper equipment. She seemed to move like a blur and before Fara knew it she was stood up from the changing table and a dress was shoved over her head.

The dress was very obviously a baby dress. The body was yellow and pink striped, and the skirt was white with a pink trim and had just enough length that Fara’s diaper was peeking out from underneath it. Fara was still in a little bit of shock as Rachel accessorized her with a matching paci clip, bow, and something new to Fara thick mittens.

“What are these?” Fara struggled to use her hands a little in the thick mittens, and almost immediately grasped the concept.

“It’s to keep your little hands from getting into trouble dear,” Rachel happily explained anyway. “Now come along I have your play pen set up in the living room. Mommy still has some unpacking to do and I don’t want you to get in the way and hurt yourself.” Rachel spoke as she led Fara to the living room. True to her word there was a large playpen taking up about a quarter of the room. It was made of several plastic panels one of them being a gate. Fara could probably step over with not too much effort, but she knew better than to do that. Sarah was in a large pet kennel located next to the play pen, and she was pouting inside. Fara had no doubt Rachel had more of those laying around, and was happy with her cozy, spacious, and toy filled containment, and didn’t have a desire to be in a cramped pet kennel like Sarah was.

Fara was somewhat amazed by how routine everything already felt. She sat down and started playing with the stuffed toys in her play pen while Rachel continued her work unpacking and Sarah whimpered in her kennel for release. Fara could get used to this. It felt like she had gotten used to it already, like this had been something she was her whole life instead of just the past few days. She secretly hoped she wasn’t imposing on Rachel, and wondered how long it would be before she was asked to leave. She had to get back to classes soon, as did Rachel and Sarah. For the moment though she could enjoy this, and she put the thoughts out of her mind to focus on coming up with a game to play with the toys.