In-Between Chapters 10 and 11 by Sofia Hammerstein

Cameron Sylvester has grown up always hoping he'll live up to the heritage of his mother's family height. She was a ten-foot-tall Big, after all, and his father was a tall Mid, which meant it shouldn't have been a question that he would grow out of the Little category of height early on. A bright student, he's been at the top of his class in science and math throughout his academic career! Looking toward his high school graduation and towards college, he's received scholarships to attend Emerson University. it's a question of inches if he'll be left to the fate of being a Little with a limited future or manage to make a future as a short 'Betweener.' Even as a Betweener, the question remains to be seen if he can be a normal adult or if he'll be left 'In-Between.'  (A Tale from the Diaper Dimension)

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Chapter 10: Christmas
 

THE NEXT MORNING, I couldn’t help but smile as I smelled breakfast cooking downstairs. My first instinct would be to go down to eat breakfast, but I decided I wanted to put on some less embarrassing clothes first! I dug through my drawers and pulled out a pair of track pants and an Emerson sweatshirt. My bedroom had an attached bathroom, so I quickly dressed and hopped in for a shower. I couldn’t help but note that there was still no sign that the hair removal cream was losing effect. I was still completely hairless everywhere except my head and the top of my back…

I brushed out my hair as quickly as possible and stared in the mirror momentarily at my reflection. I had talked about cutting it before the break, but Addy had made me promise to leave it long. She insisted she’d go with me somewhere to get it properly trimmed, but she liked guys with long hair.

I sighed. Truthfully if it made Addy happy, I’d never cut it again!

When I arrived downstairs, I discovered everyone was already seated with half-eaten breakfasts on their plates. Grandma looked at me, “I was hoping you’d stay in your PJs for presents…?”

I smiled, “Sorry, Grandma, I just needed a shower to wake up.” I walked over to the cabinets and grabbed one of the coffee cups. Dad kept mugs lower for me to easily grab them. I reached up and carefully poured a cup, feeling Grandma’s eyes on me.

“You know you shouldn’t be drinking that… it stunts your growth…” she complained.

I laughed, “I’ve probably grown as much as I’m ever going to Grandma. Besides, that’s an old wife’s tale.” I sipped the black goodness and sat it down in my chair. I grabbed some of the food set out as a buffet and joined them at the table.

I enjoyed the breakfast that I knew based on tradition Grandma had cooked. The pancakes were fluffier than anywhere else I ever had them, the bacon perfectly cooked, and the sausage and eggs made for a very filling meal. After I rinsed my plate off and set it in the sink, Dad said, “Shall we open presents now?”

“Sure!” I replied.

I wasn’t a little kid anymore, but I think everyone enjoys presents! As the only kid, I was designated to pass out everyone’s gifts from underneath the tree. My pile had been quite a bit smaller this year until Grandma and Grandpa arrived. Their gifts weren’t gigantic, but quite a few smaller gifts were added after their arrival.

Grandma added our stockings to our piles when everyone had their gifts, and I began opening the stuff inside. It was mostly candy inside the stockings, but there were a few restaurant gift cards and a deck of playing cards. Until three years ago, Grandma had included several pacifiers every year, so I was glad she’d finally let that one go… There was also a noticeable absence of small bouncy toys inside of it, which had even been in last years!

“Thanks, Grandma,” I told her after I was done with the stocking. I moved on to the main gifts, beginning with what Addy had given me.

I had searched long and hard for her gift, knowing with her family’s vast weather, she already had everything. I ended up thinking back to what had brought us together, Chemistry. I found a necklace that depicted the molecule chain of dopamine. It was a simple-looking necklace made of silver, but I gave it to her with a card telling her how happy she made me. It was sappy, but I hoped she would appreciate it! We had chosen to wait to open our gifts until Christmas Day, so I hoped she’d call me or stop by later wearing it.

I opened the wrapping paper of her gift and found a jewelry box. I felt weird as I opened it up and discovered a necklace marked ‘18k White Gold’ on a tag in the box. I never considered myself a necklace person, so it was an odd gift, but it was really nice. It featured a pattern of three smaller circular chain loops, a long ovular loop, then repeated the smaller ones repeatedly.

“That’s pretty!” Grandma said. “Who’s that from?”

“Addy,” I told her. I put it back in the box and handed it to her outstretched hand to look at it.

“Who is this girl?” Grandma asked, “She must have spent a couple thousand dollars on this.”

“A couple thousand?!?” I squeaked.

“Sweetie, this isn’t a cheap necklace. You can’t accept this, can you?” Grandma said as she showed her husband and then handed it back.

“The thing is, to her, it probably is cheap,” I sighed, knowing I would never keep up with her.

“Huh?”

“Let’s just say she’s really well-off, Grandma,” I told her. I pulled the necklace out of the box, “She’s supposed to come by or call later; I guess I should wear it for her.”

“Well-off?” Grandma asked.

“Her family is worth billions,” I told her.

“What’s her last name?” Grandpa asked.

“Harris,” I replied.

“SafeFoods, Harris?” he asked.

I nodded.

“Whoa…” he replied, “Yeah, she could afford that.”

I managed to get it clasped around my neck and let it fall down around my neck. Most guys’ necklaces fell lower on their chests, but this one was not as long - making just a small circle at my collar line. It was a little more feminine that way, but if it made Addy happy, I’d wear it!

I returned to the other presents and found a variety of mainly useful gifts. Grandma had given me some sort of microwave pasta dish, “You can make mac and cheese in it without using a pot,” she told me. “I figure you don’t have an easy-to-reach stove or dishwasher.”

“Just a big-sized one, and the manual kind,” I agreed.

There were a pair of shower shoes and things like that too. Eventually, I came to a larger one from Grandma and Grandpa that I ordered. Inside was a light gray blanket that felt like it had something inside. I pulled it out and looked at it, confused since it was heavier than the cloth should be.

“It’s a weighted blanket; I’ve heard it can help with stress and figured it might help you be more comfortable in your dorm,” Grandma told me.

“That’s thoughtful; thanks, Grandma,” I told her.

“You’re very welcome, sweetheart.”

I moved down the pile, having received some Emerson University clothing from Dad and my grandparents, and came to one gift that I hoped might be really good from Dad. Opening it up, I was excited to see a new laptop from Melon Corp! It boasted its specs on the box, and my favorite thing was the battery that was supposed to go six months on a single charge! It was thinner than one of my lab notebooks and weighed only a pound! “Thanks, Dad!” I told him and stood up to give him a hug.

“You’re very welcome, Cameron!” He gave me a squeeze.

“One more gift,” he said after I looked around at my empty pile of presents.

“Where?”

He threw a small box at me that I quickly unwrapped. I was confused at the black fob inside it for a second before realizing it was a key fob! Knowing what that meant, I ran outside, and sure enough, there was a small car! “It’s one of the new self-driving cars based on the Bremmer technology.” He told me as he stood behind me.

I ran up to it and realized it was sized for smaller Bigs and Mids, so it seemed just big for me instead of huge! It was a two-door boxy-looking vehicle that was short enough that I could almost reach up and touch the roof from the outside. It was a silver color that I hoped wouldn’t attract attention but still looked quite classy. I opened the driver’s side and noted manual controls on the steering wheel. “You’ll have to go take your test tomorrow,” he told me, “but I have no doubt you’ll pass. Because it’s self-driving, you can get your modified license and drive independently if it’s on the self-driving mode.”

I turned around and hugged him again, “Thank you, Dad!”

“Well, just remember to come to see your old man every now and then,” he told me with a smile. “Your grades have to stay above a B average while you’re in school, and I’ll sign it over to you at graduation.”

“Thanks, Dad,” I told him.

“You’re very welcome, Cameron. I’m glad you’re tall enough that we can legally get you your license for a self-driving car!”

I nodded at that. It shouldn’t have been impossible for Littles to drive with all the available technology. Still, the discrimination against them resulted in a law that said anyone under seventy-four inches could not get a license of any type. Between seventy-four inches and ninety-five inches in height, there was a provision that you could operate a self-driving vehicle if you were properly restrained. You had to know how to use the steering wheel and hand controls to slow the car to a stop in an emergency, but the test was making sure you could program the car to go from one place to the other. Not many Mids could afford one, so most people my height still used public transportation. This car was going to open a whole world of possibilities for me!

I climbed into the driver’s seat, and Dad climbed into the passenger seat. We went for a quick illegal drive around the block in it. The acceleration was designed to be very smooth and cautious, so I wouldn’t be racing Addy anytime soon! Still, it was comfortable and could get me from Point A to Point B. ‘I just wish it didn’t have that stupid harness seat,’ I thought as I locked it and walked back inside the house when we returned. There were child seat-like five-point harnesses on all five seats in the car for safety. It also gave the car category the nickname of ‘baby cars.’

Everyone was in good spirits through the Christmas Dinner we had for lunch. After cleaning up from the meal, my grandparents and Dad went to take naps. I was sitting in my room playing with my new computer when my phone dinged.

‘Merry Christmas, come outside!’ I saw the message from Addy and hurried downstairs. She was standing at the door, and I let her in. She scooped me up for a hug and sat down on the couch next to where she sat me down.

“Thank you for the necklace,” I told her.

“Thanks for mine!” She said as she showed that she was wearing hers too.

“Sorry, it’s not the most expensive…” I started to apologize before she kissed me.

When she was done, she said, “Cameron, I’m not dating you for your height or money; I’m dating you for you. I thought it was one of the most thoughtful gifts I’ve ever received. And I will always cherish it.”

“I’m glad you like it,” I told her.

“Looks like I got the right size on the chain, too,” she said.

I smiled, “I think so? I’ve never worn a necklace before?”

“It looks perfect on you,” she said to me. “So, what else did you get for Christmas?”

We quietly sat and talked for an hour before Grandma appeared. “Who’s this?” she asked, startling me.

“Oh, Grandma, this is Addison Harris, my girlfriend. Addy, this is my grandmother Suzy Harrington.”

Addison stood and held her hand out, “Pleased to meet you, ma’am.”

“You as well; Cameron here seems to think you two are dating?”

“Yes, Ma’am, we are.”

“Isn’t that a bit weird dating someone who could be a Little compared to you?”

Addy touched the back of my hair and stroked it lightly. “If I only focused on height, yes. But Cameron is way more than his height. I love how smart he is, his personality, and we have a lot of fun together.”

“Hmm…” Grandma said, obviously disapproving. “Well, don’t hurt him, please.”

“Of course not, Ma’am,” she told her.

Somehow, I swerved the conversation to a friendlier tone over the next few hours. Addy stayed for dinner, and then I walked her to her car. “Your dad and grandpa are really sweet,” she told me.

I smiled, “Yeah, they really are. I think they both like you.”

“Not so much your grandmother?” she said when we were standing beside her car.

I sighed, “She’s never really accepted that I’m not a Little. I’ve always been worried she would decide to ‘adopt’ Dad and me at some point. She’s very much your typical Little obsessed mommy.”

She nodded, “She and my mom would probably get along well.”

I nodded. “Like my car?” I said, pointing to it a moment later to break the tension.

“That’s a car? I thought it was a golf cart,” she teased me.

I blushed, “At least it has wheels and can go places.”

“Self-driving only, right?”

I nodded, “Unless I have a sudden growth spurt, yeah.”

She walked over, “Good, it has the proper harness seats.”

“I’m not as much of a fan; it’s like sitting in a car seat!”

She laughed, “Well, you need one!” She kissed me to soften that blow. “We’re going out of town next week, so it’ll be when we return to campus before I can see you again. Call me later!”

“Will do,” I told her, and we kissed again before she climbed into her gigantic sportscar and took off down the road.

Over the next few days that Grandma and Grandpa stayed with us, I heard lots of sniping about my relationship with Addy. “We can just go get the diapers ourselves if that’s what you want,” Grandma had said in frustration, “You have to know all she wants is for you to be in her nursery.”

I finally had it with that and left for my room. It was a frustrating visit from Grandma and Grandpa that overshadowed my joy of being given my license for my car. It allowed all of the automated driving to be legal, and I took advantage of my newfound freedom to drive myself to school a couple weeks later, at the end of the break. I had to deal with getting a permit through the university, but I soon had a parking space towards the top of the parking garage that Addy also kept her car in.

My friends were all jealous of my presents when they also started returning to the dorm!
 
 

Chapter 11: New Semester
 

I CHOSE TO return to the dorm a few days before school started. It was odd that the campus was so quiet, but I enjoyed being on campus without the pressure of classes pressing down on me. A couple other friends came back early, too, and we hung out for a couple of movie nights. Sunday before classes were to resume, I found myself having lunch with Meg and Laura.

“What did you get for Christmas?” Meg asked me.

“Umm… a computer and a car?”

“A car?!?” Laura asked in surprise. “How?”

“I’m able to drive if it’s self-driving,” I told her.

“Oh… I forgot that clause was out there,” Meg said. “I guess you’re the only friend I have that’s in that height range.”

I nodded. Laura reached up and touched my new necklace that was hanging out on top of my collar. “This is pretty; it’s new, right?”

“Yeah, Addy gave it to me for Christmas.”

“Claiming her property,” Meg said darkly.

I shrugged and smiled, “I’m honestly okay with that. I gave Addy one, too,” I said with a smile. “How about you? How was your Christmas?”

Meg answered first, “Well… honestly, the best thing was getting to wear panties again over break! Without all of these stupid rules, I worked on making it to the potty nearly every time! You know it’s weird, but after two nights back home, I didn’t even wet the bed like I do here…” She blushed at that. “I shouldn’t have said that; it’s embarrassing…”

I patted her hand, “It’s okay; I’m not so removed from being with you to not understand….”

“You?” I asked Laura.

She sighed and shook her head, “No such luck for me… My mom actually went to the store and bought me diapers the first day back because I went through four Pull-Ups before dinner! She said it probably wasn’t my fault; the Nest Mother probably put some sort of hypnotic tape on or something at night, but she couldn’t deal with stains on the furniture.” She blushed, “At least she let me change myself,” she added, “If Mom had insisted on changing me, I think I would have died….” I noticed Meg shuddered a bit at that too. “They did get me a new computer for school, though. I was excited about that!”

We talked for about an hour before Meg asked Laura, “So what will you do this semester? You still have all of those demerits? Aren’t you the only one left in your nest?”

I remembered the last semester and her group getting blamed for her Nest Mother getting a case of explosive diarrhea. “Tasha is still there too… and I guess Stacy technically is in our nest.”

“Still, all it takes is one?” Meg asked her nervously.

“I’m a good girl; I wouldn’t have any if it wasn’t for your Nest Mother pranking mine… I just have to be careful. I always wear Pull-Ups or a diaper, so they can’t get me on a wetting violation. I should never have gotten those other demerits either!”

“Pooping, though?” Meg asked nervously. I was sure she remembered her close call at the beginning of the year that she’d told me about.

“I make sure I go before breakfast, again at lunch, and... it’s embarrassing, but it doesn’t really matter as long as it’s not in class,” she said.

“Sure…” Meg said. “I’m just saying, if I get within a demerit, I’m looking for my own mommy. I don’t want some random orphanage experience…”

Sitting there while they talked about this topic was awkward, all while knowing I had made it past the finish line. I felt a fair amount of survivor’s guilt, and all I could think about was Beth. “Hey Cameron, did you find out anything about Beth while you were home?”

I nodded, “Her dad was able to adopt her…”

“That’s great! So, she’s at home living the high life without school or a job and with someone who actually loves her!” Laura said.

“Sort of,” I told them.

“Sort of?” Meg asked nervously.

“Look… I don’t want to talk about all of it? Basically, the judge decided since she had given herself up willingly, the university had promised her the ability to choose. Though the stupid judge decided she couldn’t just go home if she went with him… She had to…” I felt my voice crack, “They made modifications…”

I watched both of their eyes open in terror. “Which ones?” Meg asked quietly.

“Teeth, walking, potty,” I told her simply.

“Those barbarians…” Laura said.

I nodded, “I would do anything to see her able to be herself again! They’re watching her too closely for her dad to even think about doing something for her. When Dad told me she was there, I ran down the street to see her at her house. Seeing her like that was terrible,” I said as I did wipe a tear from my eyes. “I went back again on Christmas Eve. Both she and her dad told me not to come back that day. Apparently, an LPS case worker was reviewing the footage from their house and seemed to think I needed my own special care if I came around to see her too much.

That spooked both of them, “You didn’t go back, right?”

I shook my head, “I have no desire to end up in diapers and a nursery. I’m big enough to be the ultimate potty-training dunce for the wrong mother.”

They nodded at that. With their sizes, diapers were just expected when they were adopted. When you were the size of a preschooler who should be potty-trained, they liked to use you as an example to their late training real children on why they should grow up and not be a stupid Little in diapers. It was something that had kept me up at night many nights over the years after seeing people my size being openly spanked and berated for their failures in stores and malls!

“Has anyone heard from Stacy this week?” Laura asked us.

Both Meg and I nodded; she responded first, though. “Yeah, she had a great Christmas. Apparently, they found a cure for Bella over the break, and she’s recovering and talking again!”

“That’s awesome!” Laura said.

“Yeah, it is,” I agreed. “Just in time for that jerk’s trial too.”

“That started last week, right?” Meg asked me.

I nodded, “I guess Stacy has to testify soon, but she’s one of the prosecution’s last witnesses.”

“That whole thing was crazy,” Laura said.

“Yes, it was,” I told her. “I can’t imagine making it out of that Little mill being even partially aware. Not sure how Stacy managed it, honestly.”

“I would have been a goner,” Meg agreed.

I had a class with Addison, Stacy, Laura, and Meg on Tuesday morning. I would probably have considered sitting next to them. Still, due to when they arrived, I ended up sitting a few rows back from the front with Addison beside me instead. She returned to campus the night classes began, and we’d had an excellent evening of reacquainting ourselves with each other! She’d even taken her shirt off that night to make it easy for me to give her breasts some attention that she clearly enjoyed. We were down to our underwear for most of a steamy make-out session in her room, but nothing went further than that, still per her wishes.

The professor had been about to start class when I noticed Laura’s head seemed to be shifting back and forth more than normal in the first row. It was like she was bouncing up and down or something… A few minutes later, I smelled a fart as our professor discussed more advanced concepts. He looked around suspiciously for a moment but kept lecturing. I noticed his teaching assistants were now watching every one of the few Littles that remained in classes. All told, there were only twenty in this class, and they were all sitting toward the front of the room.

I heard another fart that sounded a lot longer… and messier. I looked at Laura and could see the back of her neck since her hair was pulled into a high ponytail. The color of it was burning red with embarrassment. ‘No…’ I thought to myself, trying to think of a way out for her when one of the T.A.s reached her and pulled her to stand on the seat’s cushion. Her uniform skirt was pulled up to her armpits, and I watched in horror as she pulled back the diaper and made a face.

“Uh-oh, someone’s made a big pwesent in her diapee for Dean Sanders!”

“Please take her there?” The professor asked, “She’s disrupted this class enough.”

Reality hit for Laura, and she began sobbing, “NO!!!!!! YOU CAN’T TAKE ME THERE!!!!” Laura suddenly started screaming and wriggling, trying to get free. She desperately hit the girl across the nose. The girl screamed in pain and dropped Laura to the ground while holding her bleeding nose. Laura didn’t wait around and began running as quickly as she could out of a side door. She made it nearly out of the room when another freshman girl, a tall Big who was a bit shorter than Addy, reached out and scooped her up like a toddler. I watched in horror as she held her tightly and sat in a nearby seat, flipping Laura onto her stomach across her knee.

She began landing a series of loud swats on the girl’s bottom. “You DO NOT HIT PEOPLE!” she told her repeatedly, punctuating the words with a swat. By the time she was finished, there was poop smeared down Laura’s legs and onto the other girl’s arms. I shuddered because I knew without a doubt that as bad as it would have been for Laura, she just made it a thousand times worse…

The TA collected Laura’s sobbing form from the girl and began walking out. Laura was still wailing in pain and fury as the girl said, “Aww… we just had a big blowout, huh? Dean Sanders will know just how to care for a wittle baby girl like you!”

My stomach clenched at that point, and it took a lot for me not to want to follow her out and try to save her. I felt guilty that I was grateful in a way when her cries faded, and our professor soon concluded the lecture as if nothing had happened. Addy and I ended up following Meg and Stacy out the door. We were stuck standing there for a moment while their skirts were pulled up and the back of their diapers pulled open. “Just two wet little girls here; make sure you see someone to get those changed! Wouldn’t want to have a diaper rash, would we?” The fact that the T.A. was taunting them was nothing new, but I really didn’t want to see more of that day!

I sighed as Stacy caught sight of me and waved sadly. Addy and I walked over to her, “Poor Laura,” she told me.

I nodded, “Meg and I tried to warn her yesterday!” I told her.

She nodded, “Sometimes I really hate this dimension.”

I agreed with her on that. “Umm… I don’t think we’ve actually been introduced before; I’m Stacy,” she said, looking up at my gigantic girlfriend.

“I know, between Cameron telling me about you and hearing about your exploits this year, you are probably the most famous Little on campus.”

Stacy blushed at that, “Umm… thanks. Anyway, I have to go to my mommy’s office, I’m not sure what other classes I have with you this semester, but I’ll see you around?”

“Sure,” I told her.

After we had walked far enough away from her, Addy said, “She is the most adorable Little in the world. I completely understand wanting to baby her.”

I laughed, “Luckily, she was smart enough to know that was a likely possibility. She’s the only Little on campus safe from the crazy nest mothers and university staff.”

“Except for when she gets kidnapped…” she reminded me.

I nodded, “Yeah… that certainly wasn’t too good! I guess she’s supposed to be testifying this week. They somehow managed to help her sister recover, though.”

“Really? I thought they had done some significant modifications to her?”

“They hadn’t done too many physical ones, mostly neuro Stacy said. I guess they figured out a procedure with nanites to rewire things…?” I shook my head, “Stacy sort of explained it to me a couple weeks ago when she asked me about some proteins they suspected were at fault. I understood the chemistry she was looking for clarification on, but not the neurological or nanite side of things.”

She nodded but looked more curious than I expected her to. “I wonder if she would explain it to me?”

I shrugged, “She might? She’s not overly trusting of Bigs she doesn’t know, though.”

She sighed, “For good reason! Most of us are better off not trusted.”

I looked up at her curiously, “What do you mean?”

She shook her head, “Don’t worry about it; I just had a lot of fights at home over the break.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked her.

“Didn’t want to bother you with it. I honestly expected it when my mother met you, so it wasn’t a surprise.”

I nodded and didn’t press it. After Grandma and my brief encounters with her mom, I knew very well that dating her would not be easy, with her parents being potential in-laws.

Thursday, I sat down with Stacy on one side and Addy on the other. Then, I heard the unfortunate news that she had seen Laura the day before when she’d had a near miss at the daycare. Learning our friend had her teeth removed, and seemed to be at least marginally impeded by hypnosis, had just made me all the more depressed.