ADDY AND I woke up the next morning and found ourselves repeating the previous night’s gymnastics. We took a shower together, and as she got dressed, she said, “I’m going to have to go straight back to school… I need… I need a pump…”
I looked up at her breasts that were clad in bra that she’d stuffed some Kleenex into soak leakage, and said, “Sorry…”
She shook her head, “Not your fault… I mean it sort of is… but it’s just my body. I saw a Little at the show last night that started crying in the line for the women’s room. She was really cute - that probably started it…”
“Do…” I started to ask but stopped myself, “Never mind.”
“What?” She asked curiously.
“I shouldn’t ask…”
She laughed, “Go ahead, now I’m curious!”
“Do you really produce milk that easily? I always thought maybe that was a little bit of a Little’s myth.”
She nodded, “I’d prefer if it was, but yeah… Unless you have your own genetic kids, most of us find ourselves producing milk at the drop of a hat.”
“It’s painful?” I asked.
She shrugged, “Not if it comes out… I’m usually good for a day before it gets that bad. I need to get home though and get it cleared out. I’ll have to pump a few more times this weekend, hopefully it’ll dry up by next weekend.”
I nodded, “Useful genetic trait I guess for you all.”
She shrugged, “Not every Little needs babied… and a Mid like you, certainly doesn’t! Although I did enjoy you sucking on my breasts,” she said. “But I also don’t want to see you shipped off to Wenig, so we’ll have to avoid that bedroom play,” she told me with a smile.
On the way back to school I reflected on how reasonable of a Big that Addy was! I couldn’t help but feel guilty, and more than a little bit curious, about what it would have been like to continue to nurse from her. The one mouthful I had was really sweet and tasty! I had often heard of Littles who fought latching tooth and nail, but got hooked as soon as their ‘mommy’ got a drop in their mouth. I had always known that some Littles took one hit and they couldn’t stop craving it even if they escaped from the forced babyhood. It scared me to think that I might have been more like them…
We shared a passionate kiss outside her dorm, thanking me for the trip, and then both of us went to get some homework done. By mid-afternoon I had completed most of my homework, but I was struggling with my programming assignment. I just could not get the damn thing to compile! I decided it was time to seek the cavalry and texted Stacy.
‘Hi Stacy, how are you doing?’
We exchanged pleasantries for a bit before I said, ‘I’m having a hard time with my programming assignment. Any chance you could look over my code?’
I watched some dots telling me she was typing for a couple minutes before she said, ‘Why don’t you come to my house? Amanda could come pick you up?’
‘I have a car actually… that would work. What’s your address?’ I asked.
She sent it to me, ‘Okay if I’m there in about twenty minutes?’
‘Sounds good, Mommy said you’re welcome to stay for dinner too.’
I squirmed a bit, even knowing that Stacy was living with someone that had adopted her and another Little made me nervous to be around them. Everything Meg had told me though, was that things should be safe with her parents. ‘Besides, you’re not a Little,’ I had to remind myself as I drove out to her place.
I was actually surprised that they lived as far from the university as they did, but remembered Stacy saying they’d had to move after their house had been attacked. I felt my stomach clench a bit about ever getting mixed up with any of the people that had gone after them!
When I pulled up to a tall gate, I had to get out of the car and stand on my tip-toes to press the call button. I got back inside my car and waited for someone, “Can I help you?” I heard a female voice.
“Yes, my name is Cameron, I’m here to get some help on my homework from Stacy?”
“Of course!” the voice said cheerfully, “Come on through, just park in front of the house.”
I drove through the gate down a long driveway and noted the tall walls around the property. ‘They’re serious about security…’ I thought to myself. As soon as I was parked, the door opened and Stacy came out in the most mature outfit I’d ever seen her dressed in. A simple tucked in t-shirt, and skinny jeggings - that would have looked much better without the bulge of the diaper she wore underneath - really was a good look for her!
“Hi Cameron!” she said to me with a smile.
“Hi Stacy, thanks for letting me come over to get some help!”
“Any time!” She looked inquisitively at my car, “How do you have a license?”
I smiled, “I’m over seventy-six inches, so I can operate a self-driving car.”
“Can I see?” She asked curiously.
I laughed, “Sure,” and opened the driver’s side for her to look.
“It looks like my car seat,” she said pointing towards the harness. “And hand controls?”
“For an emergency,” I told her. “And yes, the stupid laws insist on the harness.”
“But at least you can get to places by yourself?” She said with a smile, “That’s so cool!”
I smiled, “It is… unfortunately I don’t think it’s in your future…”
She laughed, “No… When I came through and shrank this time it didn’t give me any chance… I just hope I grow back to my normal height when I go back home.”
I gave her a skeptical look as she led me inside the door. I looked up and saw her tall mommy, Dr. Westerfield, standing by the dining room table. Two high chairs and a few regular chairs surrounded the table. “Hi Cameron, nice to see you again,” Amanda said to me. Stacy had introduced me one time during the fall when we were having lunch together.
“Nice to see you too,” I told her politely. “Thanks for letting me come over.”
She smiled, “Happy to see Stacy making more friends. Sometimes all she wants to see is the computer screen!”
“Mommy…” Stacy whined.
“Oh hush, you’re at home. Now why don’t you two go upstairs and work in your room. Please keep quiet since Bella is taking a nap.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” I said politely.
I followed Stacy as she did an awkward climb up the tall stairs. Really, they seemed like they had been built tall even to me, but I could still walk up them normally like I did at my own home. Stacy looked like she was practically climbing a mountain on every step! Somehow, she wasn’t out of breath at the top, and I watched her do something with a baby gate that blocked the top of the stairs. I wondered for a moment if we needed ‘an adult,’ but the gate opened for her, and I followed her down the hall. I could see a door that said, ‘Princess Stacy’ on the outside of it in cutesy letters and girly pink and purple colors. Inside her room I expected an extravagant baby girl styled nursery, but was surprised to see a regular bed… well at least a toddler bed, instead of a crib. A rocking chair and changing table were still there, but she also had a desk sized for her with a computer sitting on it. Alongside it were several other electronic gadgets that didn’t look appropriate for a baby.
She noticed me looking, “Juvenile I know…”
“More mature than what I expected actually…”
“Expected a crib?”
I nodded, “I’m surprised you don’t have to sleep in one.”
“When I first got here Mo… Amanda made me sleep in one, but my crib went to Bella when she adopted her. Since I’m going to college, they try and give me a bit more freedom as a big girl.”
“Why don’t you set up your laptop over there?” She pointed to a slightly higher workbench desk that I could stand at, and she could comfortably sit in a tall chair that was next to it.
“Okay,” I told her.
For the next twenty minutes she looked at what I had done so far, looked at the assignment, and then walked me through what I knew about coding. “I would honestly never do it this way… but I think your professor is looking for something ‘conventional’ here…”
She showed me the concepts and helped guide me to code the assignment correctly over the next hour. I learned more from her in that hour than I had in class for the previous couple of weeks! When I finally finished and pressed ‘compile,’ I was pleased to see everything on the simple program worked well!
“Thank you so much Stacy!”
“Anytime… this is kind of my thing,” she said with a smile.
“So how did your big date with Addy go last night?”
“After we went to the second hotel, it went really well!” I told her.
I sighed, “I may not be a Little, but I’m not tall enough to get away from everything without the sizeism either.”
I told her about it, and then before I knew it was talking about the rest of the night. Somehow the breast milk came up, “I was just you know…” I felt kind of awkward talking about this with someone so little, “and milk came out…”
She gasped, “You didn’t actually nurse, did you?”
I shook my head, “No, I know how much damage it can do unfortunately.”
“Just the damage you’re worried about?”
I blushed, “I’ll be honest, the little bit I had in my mouth tasted really good.”
“It does, doesn’t it?” She smiled.
“Wait, aren’t you planning on going back? And how do you not have bowel problems?”
She blushed now herself and quickly pressed something on her computer. I watched her for a moment before she said, “Sorry, I don’t want to be overheard, so I changed what the baby monitor is hearing,” she pointed towards it.
“She heard all of what I said?!?” I nervously asked.
She laughed, “Probably not? She doesn’t monitor me all of the time when I have friends here.”
“When I came here…” she blushed, “Keep this a secret please… When I came here there was a misunderstanding about my name.”
“In my dimension Stacy can be a boy’s name.”
The cogs clicked, “You’re a boy?”
She sighed, “I was when I came.”
I felt my stomach twist, “Amanda made you get a gender adjustment?”
She shook her head, “No, they would have let me be the boy version, but the problem was that Emerson had me enrolled as a girl. We were worried they would use the wrong gender issue to be a reason to give me demerits…”
“They probably would…” I responded.
“Yeah… honestly I wasn’t that married to being a man… so I went along with it. Anyway, the nanites that were used still reside in my body. I figured out a way to alter them to filter out the chemical that builds up in the brain and blocks the ability to know you need to go.”
I looked at Stacy like she was some sort of alien. “What?!? How?!? Can you fix anything?”
She sighed, “I have to be really careful with it… There are side effects…” She squirmed a bit at that, “It’s how I was able to help Bella though.”
I nodded, “Don’t worry, I won’t say anything…”
“Thanks…” she said.
“I wish I could not worry about it… I would totally help Addy out more…”
She smiled, “You better be careful – she won’t be a girlfriend, she’ll be a mommy!”
I blushed, “I know… Honestly, I wouldn’t want that from anyone else…”
“I much prefer our current relationship,” I said, turning a little bit more red.
“Have a good time in bed?” She asked with a smirk.
“After the shock… yeah… Let’s just say that the mechanics do work.”
She laughed, “Probably easier for the guy to move up. I don’t think it would work the other way.”
I shuddered, “No, probably not. My dad moved up though too… just not quite as far.”
Our conversation moved on thankfully to some other things. She told me a bit about the sorority she had joined, Lambda Delta Pi, and some of the events they did. “That’s cool that you help each other out,” I told her. “Why doesn’t Meg join?”
“Good question,” she told me. “I keep trying to get her to join so she can have some extra help. I think she’s convinced that her last year she’s probably going to be stuck getting adopted no matter what…”
“I know,” I told her. “She said something like that to me once. What about you?”
“What about me?”
“You really think you’ll be able to go home?”
She nodded, “Amanda and Fred promised. And, even though they don’t need the money, they get another payment when I return through the portal to get home.”
“You can’t go home until then? Not even for Christmas and Summer?”
She laughed, “I can’t afford to shrink again! The first time I came I was almost a normal height still…”
Right then Amanda came in, “Why don’t you two wash up and come down for dinner?”
“Where’s your restroom?” I asked.
“I’ll show you,” Stacy told me. She walked down the hall and showed me the door. “I’ll let you go first, then I’ll wash my hands,” she told me.
“Thanks,” I said, actually feeling a need to go becoming more urgent.
I noticed that there was the smallest child’s potty I’d ever seen sitting there, as well as a step stool for the sink beside a large Bigs’ toilet. Deciding it was already there, I shifted the stepstool to the toilet and used it to sit down and go. I was a little concerned by the sudden urgency. ‘We were working for a while…’ I thought to myself. I was more than a little concerned though, that even in that one mouthful of Addy’s milk I had, that maybe I had received a high dose of the protein that Stacy had explained. Before Christmas she’d asked me what I thought about the chemical bonding of that protein chain and another, but I didn’t realize what she was doing with it at the time!
I was soon downstairs and used a booster seat at the table, while noting that Stacy and Bella both sat in regular baby highchairs. It was a little difference that many might not have noticed, but having feared a life like theirs my whole life, I certainly did! Bella seemed to still have some coordination issues from her ordeal, but mostly seemed to manage the chopped-up roast beef, mashed potatoes, and carrots that were served on her own.
Amanda and Fred made small talk with Stacy and I through most of dinner. “So, your parents are both taller?” Fred asked me.
“My mom was about ten feet tall; my dad is just a bit over eight feet,” I told him.
“No Littles in your family?” He asked curiously.
I shook my head, “Not sure why I’m the runt of the family, all of my cousins are nine feet tall or taller!”
“My sister is shorter too,” Amanda said. “You’ve met Megan, right?”
I looked at her, and then Stacy, “Meg?”
Stacy giggled, “No, MeGAN, Meg isn’t related. They just happen to have the same name,” Stacy laughed. “I refer to her as Auntie Megan a lot now that I’m hanging out more with Meg,” she said. “Well, when I’m not with the sorority or you.”
Amanda and Fred asked about my life in my dorm, and I filled them in on my roommate’s epic exit, as well as the prankster from the fall. Amanda and Fred both seemed to scowl at their treatment.
“You don’t approve?” I asked curiously.
Amanda sighed, “I never wanted a… traditional… adoption. Stacy here was just insane enough with her plan to interest me honestly. Bella here was a total accident, but we couldn’t let her get taken by the group that wanted her… well, we tried at least.”
“You did your best Mommy,” Bella spoke for one of the first times I’d heard her speak.
“I really don’t think a lot of the Littles that end up in care need it,” Amanda said. “Maybe some do… But if they do, their treatment should be a lot kinder. My sisters are terrible to theirs.”
“Sounds kind of like Beth may have made the right choice,” I said.
Stacy looked at me, “Heard anything more since the break?”
I shook my head, “Dad said he’d try and check in with her dad every now and then, but he mentioned seeing an LPS van there a couple times in the last few weeks. I’m hoping they’re not making things worse for them.”
Dinner got quieter there for a bit before Stacy and Amanda started talking about some new computer gadget that went above my head completely. Fred looked at me with a smile, “You’ve kept up with more of their computer talk than most people, but I recognize that look.”
I laughed, “Yeah, Stacy’s awesome, but she will always be one of the nerdiest people I know!”
She stuck her tongue out at me, “Which is why you asked for my help on homework?”
“Well duh?!?” I smiled. “You don’t ask some dumb jock for tutoring – the nerd is the best bet!”
I hung out with them for a little bit long before deciding I needed to get back to campus. As I was leaving Amanda came up to me holding Stacy on her right hip. “Umm… Cameron, can you please not mention to anyone that Stacy is still awake right now?”
I looked at my watch and realized it was 8pm. “No problem, I don’t want to get anyone in trouble with Emerson. I’ll probably try and run by a grocery store on my way back so I can say that’s why I’m later too.”
“Thanks Cameron,” Amanda said. “Please feel free to come over anytime! There aren’t many friends that Stacy has felt comfortable with seeing things here.”
Stacy blushed in her arms. “Honestly Stacy, I hope you realize how great you have it here. I worried this was my fate for years until my growth spurt last year… and honestly, I still worry it could happen… I never dreamed there was a big out there who would let their Littles do as much as they let you and Bella. I think you got a fair trade here.”
She nodded, “I’ll see you Monday at lunch?”
“Sounds good. I may have Addy with me, if you and Meg don’t feel comfortable eating with her though I’ll understand.”
“I’m actually curious to talk to her more… See what you see in her?”
I smiled at that, “See you later,” I told them and got inside my car. I programmed it to drive to a grocery store on the way home and monitored things just in case of an emergency. I couldn’t help but wonder about the way Stacy had avoided the breastmilk causing issues. ‘If I had that ability, would I go ahead and keep nursing from her breasts…?’
When I made it back to the dorm, I needed to go to the bathroom urgently again and hoped it wasn’t a sign of possible problems.
Monday Meg and Stacy, joined Addy and I, at one of the mixed-size tables for lunch. There seemed to be some great conversations going on about classes, the differences in the dimensions, and general nerd ideas throughout the meal as Addy seemed to get a vote of approval from Stacy and Meg.
“I really think she is a good one,” Stacy told me as I helped her get down.
“Me too,” I told her.
I handed her the backpack she had sat on the table that was just out of her reach. As I passed it to her I touched her skin for just a bare moment. Suddenly I felt a serious spark of static electricity! “Ow…” I griped. “I hate that winter always causes static electricity to build up.”
She nodded, “Really annoying, isn’t it?”
I shook my head and said, “Yeah… anyway, we all better get to class. See you later!”
I walked to my next class and couldn’t help but smirk at the idea of what other people probably thought of Addy sitting at the table with all of us.
‘Well… they probably think she wants to adopt a full family…’
NxK · Jan 3, 2022Before reading this chapter I wonder if Cam will start to lose his potty training accidentally via his 'nursing' . I hope he doesn't end up regressed, but we'll need to wait and see. :)
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