In-Between Chapters 57 and 58 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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The Legal Stuff: In-Between © 2020-2026 By Sofia Hammerstein
 
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 

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Chapter 57: Propositions
 

I DIDN’T KNOW how to feel as the gavel fell. I believed the case was made as strong as possible for my appeal… I just didn’t know if the case law would support my release enough for Judge O’Connor’s standards. Kendra and David hugged me, “We’ll get the verdict you deserve,” David told me as he shook my hand.

Kendra had always been more touchy-feely and hugged me, “No matter what, we’ll get this figured out, Cameron. I’m sure it’ll go our way…”

“What now, though?” I wondered aloud.

“For now, Mommy gets her baby girl back,” Addy said, reappearing behind me and picking me up. She placed me on her hip and turned to Kendra, “Please understand I would never have gone along with this on my own…”

“I think I believe that,” Kendra told her. “So how about not babying Cameron the whole nine yards anymore?”

Addy shrugged, “You have no idea of the mommy urges we all have here in Ames, do you?”

My eyes opened up, and I realized part of what might have changed. “Did you suddenly start feeling more like you needed a Little the summer we graduated?”

She blushed, “Yeah… It was weird. I know Mom always talked something about this biological pull… and some of my classmates had that too.”

I groaned, and all three looked at me. “I don’t know whether I can explain…”

Suddenly Amanda appeared, “I heard that… I agree, Cameron, and I think I know what you’re thinking.” She looked squarely at Addy in the eyes, “Your mom has your house fully wired up for video and audio eavesdropping, correct?”

Addy nodded as she bounced me in her arms. It felt even more awkward being babied in the suit! “She claimed it was court-ordered?”

Kendra shook her head, “Definitely not!”

“So, we could remove it all?”

“I’d be willing to take a look at it?” Amanda told her quietly. “Might it be better to just make it stop seeing what’s actually going on?”

“When can you come by?”

“Later tonight?” she paused, “I have to pick up my daughter from daycare, and it’ll be a while before her daddy gets home to watch her?”

“You could bring her out with you?”

She shook her head, “I don’t think she would be very polite with you right now, and I don’t feel like punishing her.”

Addy jolted a bit but nodded. “Okay…” she told her and gave her the address.

“We’ll be coming by at random times,” Kendra told her.

“That’s fine; I promise I won’t hurt Cam.”

“I believe you,” Kendra told her. “But I need to be certain. We want our partner back!”

“Partner?”

“Partner,” she told me, “If this case has proven anything, you’re the unsung partner we should have already promoted to that level. We’ll talk about the details and a buy-in later, but when we get the proper ruling, it should allow us to sue and gain that for you if you don’t already have it stashed away.”

“I’ll pay the buy-in myself,” Addy shocked me.

“What?” I asked in shock.

“I have a condition, but we’ll talk later. But I can’t imagine it would be more than a drop in a bucket for me. And… as much as I’m not behind everything, I have been an accomplice,” she blushed.

I hugged her, “I don’t like it, but I understand. Shall we get going?” I asked her.

“Yes, let’s go get a bite to eat. Do you two want to come with us? I’ll pay?” Addy said.

They looked at me, and I gave them a shrug of ‘Sure.’

“Okay, any place in mind?”

Addy suggested a place, and I soon found her carrying me out to the car. A few reporters were hanging around and wanted a statement. Well, they wanted her statement. I was mostly ignored, though, since I was ‘too little’ now to be questioned. Then again, they also just wanted to know about her awful mother…

She was in tears for a few minutes once she was in the car and had me strapped in. She’d taken my coat and set it beside me, but the suit was otherwise left alone as I sat inside the car seat.

Addy was one of those Bigs who always insisted on driving themselves and not using the computer. I was shocked as she set the self-driving mode and looked ahead. She looked back at me a few moments later, and I saw her face was again covered in tears… and I hated to see it!

She turned her eyes back to the road, and I tried to figure out how to say anything in the awkward moment.

When we eventually stopped in a parking lot, she approached my door and unbuckled the harness. I grabbed her around the neck and hugged her, “I’m sorry, Addy…”

She squeezed me back, “Me too… When we get home, we need to talk. Listen… we probably should have a diaper on you for the sake of the court order…”

I thought briefly, “You’re my mommy; I don’t have to wear a diaper if you don’t think I need one.”

She looked at me, “But Judge Taney…”

“You really think she’s going to be a judge much longer? It’s possible my adoption will get upheld…? But, the other parts would probably be struck down even then.”

“You sure?”

“I am a lawyer…”

“Were…” she said sadly… “Hopefully again at some point. You’re sure you and I won’t get in trouble?”

“Did the judge cite you for a violation today?”

She shook her head, “No…?”

“We’ll be fine, but I won’t fight you either.”

At that, she leaned over, grabbed my coat, pulled me from the car, and helped me into it before saying, “Well, shall we get some dinner?”

I nodded and followed beside her. We had arrived at another restaurant that the two of us used to go to often when we were dating. It featured some fantastic seafood courses that I always enjoyed! Addy approached the maître’d and said, “Table for Four?”

He looked down at me, “Will you need a booster seat or a high chair this evening?”

“A booster seat, please,” she told him.

“It’ll be about fifteen minutes or so,” he told us.

“That’s fine,” she said.

We had just sat on a bench waiting for the table when Kendra and David walked in. I waved at them and noticed that Kendra was as surprised as I was to see me continue wearing regular clothes. We talked for a few minutes before I needed to use the restroom. I stood up, “Where are you going?” Addy asked.

“Bathroom?”

“You can’t go by yourself…” she told me.

“Can he go with me?” David asked her.

She made a face but nodded, “I guess you are an adult, after all.”

“So is he,” I heard Kendra say.

“Not legally,” she reminded her.

“Come on, Cam,” he said.

I sighed and followed him to the bathroom. “This is ridiculous,” he told me as we walked up to shorter urinals on the wall.

“You have no idea,” I told him. “If I don’t get out of this mess, I will go out of my mind.”

“That’s presuming you were in it, to begin with?” He kidded me.

I groaned but relieved myself in the toilet for only the third or so time in the past three weeks. I wished I needed to go poop right then, as that would have been even more glorious. The two of us washed our hands and returned to Addy and Kendra. We were about to sit down when I heard, “Harris?”

“That’s us,” Addy replied.

We were led to a table, and I was buckled into a booster seat attached to a chair beside Addy. “Would you like a booster seat for your little boy?” The waiter asked Kendra about David.

They both laughed, “No, thank you.”

Menus were brought around, and they started to give me a kid’s menu – something I was willing to just suck up and deal with at that moment. Still, Addy said, “We need an adult menu for him, please.”

“Miss…?”

“Did I stutter?” She asked.

“No, ma’am, just a moment…”

After our orders were taken, Kendra said, “I have to say I’m genuinely surprised, Miss Harris; I didn’t expect to see Cameron dressed like this still… and you are defending him on the menu?”

She sighed, “Look… If it hadn’t been for my mother, I would have said ‘yes’ years ago. Being afraid of being shrunk to a newborn, along with my innocent-ish sister at the time, didn’t seem like the right move…”

“I wish you had said something…” I told her. “You saw that Amanda disabled it…?”

“I had no idea that was even possible…”

“Neither did I,” Kendra said. “You seemed to know it was, though?” She asked me curiously.

I looked around the room, “It’s a story for another time in a freshly swept office.”

“That being said, it feels kind of wrong not to have wanted to change Cameron’s clothes right away. Am I in danger of a court issue?”

Kendra looked thoughtful… “It depends on what the outcome ends up being. If the ruling is upheld, then yes, you, in theory, are violating the terms of your adoption, and Cameron could be collected…”

“If the appeal overrules it?”

“Then there’s no way the other would stand.”

She looked at me guiltily, “It’s honestly risky to completely disregard it. I’m not your counsel… but you may want to at least honor part of the requirements. I won’t say one way or another, though.”

I looked up at Addy, who nodded. “You know I never wanted a Little or anything when we were dating. It wasn’t until about a year later, when I came home for Christmas, my first semester of grad school, that I ended up with this overwhelming nurturing urge.”

I narrowed my eyes; this was the second time she had said that, and I was sure my theory was being bolstered.

“What? That’s the second time you’ve had that look on your face…”

“Not here…” I told her.

“How many secrets do you have?” David asked.

I shrugged, “A few… I have interesting connections. Is everything okay with my dad’s house?” I asked him.

“It’s under a temporary conservatorship agreement until the appeal is completed.”

“If my appeal fails?”

“Your property here definitely becomes Miss Harris’s to do as she wishes. The one back home in New Haven is a little different. You may still have some legal rights to that property; it’s a gray area.”

I nodded and sighed. “I just want to get out of this state and never return…”

Addy nodded, “I can see that… Depending on what happens with Mom, I may think about getting out of here myself.”

The appetizers came out shortly after that, and we ate and talked. Some stories about Addy and I dating came out, and other stories from working together on some interesting cases were also shared with Addy. If it wasn’t for an impending feeling of doom on returning to babyhood when we went home, I would have actually thoroughly enjoyed the evening out. It was the most like having friends I’d felt since law school.

After we finished the meal, I went to the bathroom, escorted by David again. This time made sure that I sat down on the porcelain throne and forced myself to enjoy taking a small dump in something other than my pants one last time!

Addy looked at me back at the car, “Just to be safe… I want to dress you in a diaper for the trip home.”

“Really…?” I asked.

“I don’t want to get pulled over, and then you get taken away, do you?”

I shook my head, “Let’s get this over with?” She laid the changing pad out in the back of the SUV and laid me out on it. I lay there as she first pulled my shoes off, then removed my underwear and slacks. A diaper was laid underneath my bottom and taped shut before she pulled the pants back up… or tried to. “These aren’t going to work,” she told me.

I sat up, looked in the diaper bag, and saw a light pink romper. “Just put me in that, and let’s get going, please…?”

She smiled at that, and I was soon stripped of the coat, shirt, and tie and dressed in the infantile romper decorated with tiny little strawberries that looked almost like polka dots from a distance. It was basically sleeveless and made the bubble around my body that she seemed to love dressing me in. She carried me around to the car seat and buckled me in, leaving me a bottle of Plapple juice that was still cool from being in a cooler. She kissed me on the forehead before closing the door.

We had only been on the road for twenty minutes when her phone rang through the car. She engaged the self-driving feature and answered it. “Miss Harris?” Amanda said.

“Yes, Doctor Westerfield?”

“That’s me. Would it be okay if I stopped by in about an hour?”

“That should work; we’re just leaving dinner and heading back. I think we’ll be there in about forty minutes. Enough time to be ready for you?”

“See you then,” she told her.

She looked up at me and smiled before taking the vehicle off of self-driving mode and most definitely breaking the speed limit laws all the way home. Once she was parked in the garage, she approached my side, set me on the floor, and led me inside the house. “How’s that diaper?”

I blushed, “Dry…”

“Do you need to use the potty before Doctor Westerfield arrives?”

“You’re offering?”

She nodded, “Yes…”

“Sure,” I told her. She led me upstairs to my bedroom instead of the bathroom, though.

A moment later, I realized why as she entered the closet and pulled a toddler’s potty out.

“Can’t I just use the real one?” I whined.

“It’s this or your diaper.”

I sighed, “Fine…”

I followed her down the hallway, where she sat it in her bathroom next to her giant porcelain toilet. She reached down, ripped the snaps open on my romper, and lifted it off my shoulders, leaving me only in the diaper. “You should be able to undo that one…” she told me.

I didn’t need to be told twice, and I pulled at the tabs. It wasn’t a Littles diaper, but I had to admit to blushing at the fact I had to put some effort into ripping the tapes loose! I soon had them open and set the diaper down on the ground. I was red as I sat on the pink potty and let out the urine that had built up from dinner and the bottle on the way home.

“All done?” She asked me with a wad of toilet paper in her hand.

I nodded, and she immediately invaded my crotch and then wiped the back of me before standing me upright naked. I stood there blushing as she dumped the contents into her toilet and waited for her to put me back into the diaper. “Let’s go back to your room,” she told me as she picked me up and held my naked butt against her hand and my groin against her side.

Unfortunately, it was not a comfortable position when I became aroused. Back in my room, Addy dug around momentarily and pulled out a box of Pull-Ups she’d bought the first day. I watched as she opened the box and pulled out a purple disposable diaper that pulled up and down. I looked at it skeptically.

“Better than a diaper?”

I sighed and nodded, stepping in.

“Let’s just put you into your jammies; you must go to bed as soon as she’s done here…” I was soon dressed in another romper with a cartoon graphic set on top of a light green color with purple bands around the openings. The front zipped closed and had a flap on top of that. “I’ll probably dress you in a diaper when she leaves just in case you have issues tonight…” she warned me.

I just nodded and followed her down the stairs as the doorbell rang. Amanda had a tablet and a small bag of something on her side. “Hi,” she said, “Cute,” she said about my pajamas. “I should get a set of those for Meggy and Bella… They love that show!”

I blushed.

“What do you need?” Addison asked.

“Well, let’s go one room at a time?” She paused and said, “I’m guessing this one is probably supposed to have a bedtime?”

“She has an hour?”

“Let’s start in her nursery?”

Addy nodded and ended up picking me up and placing me on her side to carry me upstairs. “Through here,” she told her. Amanda sat her bag down and began fiddling with her tablet. In the meantime, Addy sat with me in the rocking chair and cuddled me up as we watched her work.

She worked for a while, and I watched her brow furrow, and she shook her head. “You have something on you,” she told Addy.

“My phone?”

“Let me see it…”

She looked at it and said, “Well, this was an issue too, but that’s not what I’m picking up.”

I looked at her and saw she had her watch on. “The watch?”

“I wondered…” Addy breathed.

“Maybe?” Amanda said. She took it from her and said, “This was it…”

Another few minutes later, she fiddled with the tablet again and said, “I think we’re clear now.”

“Umm… Amanda, I was wondering if you’re sure it’s safe to talk?” I asked.

She looked at me, and I felt Addy’s eyes as well. “We are good in this room. Curtains are closed and in a bad spot in the house, too, so we don’t have to worry about someone getting something off the glass right now, I don’t think.”

“They can do that?” Addison asked.

“Yes,” we both nodded.

“What’s up?” Amanda asked.

“Addy described something to me earlier, and I’m wondering if she’s feeling urges based on what we talked about a few weeks ago.”

“You mean what Stacy left behind?”

“She never had the ‘need’ for a Little until about the time that would have started.”

“It’s possible…” She shrugged and grimaced, “I still don’t know what she did exactly, though. What exactly changed for you?” She asked Addy.

She shrugged and shifted my weight slightly on her lap. “It was like all of a sudden, I needed to hug and nurture a Little or a baby in my arms. I never ever wanted one… Then suddenly, it became so strong that when I built this house, I put together the perfect baby girl nursery, this room for a toddler, and the ultimate playroom.”

“That happens for some Bigs, though?” She shrugged, “My sisters were the same way…”

“They were that way when they were younger, right?” I asked.

“Sort of… they were more abusive then…”

“Any chance you can look into it?” I suggested.

“Let me get a scan of her?” She suggested. “No promises?”

“What are you two talking about?” Addy asked.

“Let’s figure out if there’s something we’re talking about at all first,” I told her.

Eventually, after Amanda made some scans and took a sample of a few of her hairs, she said, “Let me continue through the rest of the house. Now that I’ve got a handle on their system, it should only take me a few minutes per room,” she told her.

“Why don’t we get you settled for bedtime then?” Addison said to me. “Are you able to find your way around?” She asked Amanda.

“You trust me on my own?”

“As long as Cam trusts you, so do I.”

“Okay,” she said, I’ll get to work!

She left, and Addy carried me to the changing table.

“Why bother putting a Pull-Up on me?”

“I figured it would be a nice gesture?” She paused. “I’d let you sleep in it, but if you have any night problems, I don’t trust them.”

I sighed and said, “I’m really not…”

I sat still and let her unzip me. She pulled the onesie down to my knees and ripped open the Pull-Up. A moment later, she applied some lotion to me and had me back in a thick diaper before she carried me to the rocking chair.

“I told you I had a proposition for you?” She said as she sat down with me.

“Yes?”

“If your appeal is successful... and I do hope it is…”

“Then what?”

“Then I’ll fund your buy-in for your partnership in the firm – no repayment needed.”

“In exchange for what?”

She blushed, and I could tell she was embarrassed, “Just pretend to be my little baby girl until you’re hopefully released?”

I looked at her, “The urge really is that strong?”

She nodded, “It was so hard today…”

“Can I wear Pull-Ups around the house?”

“Except bedtime and naptime? While we’re out, it’s diapers too?”

I sighed, “It’s probably smarter anyway for the orders you were placed under…” I squirmed, “Okay, Mommy, I’ll let you have your temporary pretend baby…”

She hugged me tightly. “Would you be willing to…?” She asked as she pulled the top of her dress out of the way.

“Yes, I’ll drink your tasty addictive boob juice…”

She tickled me at that and squeezed me tightly before positioning my mouth by her nipple. I hesitated for a second but latched on and started nursing. I finished her second breast and was just being laid down when I heard Amanda coming to let her know she’d finished.

“Good night, Cammie,” Addy whispered with a kiss on my forehead as she left to walk her out. I was pretty much out right away.
 
 

Chapter 58: Little Roo's
 

I WOKE UP to the door opening, and Addy suddenly scrambled in her back pocket for her phone that was going off.

“Sorry,” she told me, “It’s time to get up. Let me take this call real quick…”

I cuddled Rings for a moment and then sat up in bed. I poked my diaper and was shocked to find that it was soaked!!!

“What the hell?” I quietly swore. So far, I had never had a full-on accident at night! ‘Shit… I hope it was just not going to the bathroom before bed… Nursing from her last night may not have been the brightest thing to do…’

“Why can’t I do this remotely?” I heard Addy raise her voice to the phone. “I’m not the one who got arrested yesterday; that’s on, my dear mother!”

I listened and could just make out the person saying, “We know… We need the board to hold a vote of no confidence in her leadership. We’ll appoint someone as an interim CEO.”

“I don’t have the votes for that!”

“There’s a clause in her contract that states if she is incapacitated or legally unable to make decisions, her votes become null in a decision of leadership…”

‘That sounds ominous…’ I thought to myself.

“So, what do you want from me?”

“Come vote and help select an interim CEO.”

“Do you want me to be it?”

There was a long pause, “Maybe… that’s up to the board.”

Addy sighed, “I don’t have a babysitter… what time do I have to be there?”

“Fifteen O’clock, we’ll meet over lunch.”

“I’ll figure something out…” She said and hung up, and looked up at me. “Guess you heard most of that?”

“Yeah… who was that?”

“Our Chief Financial Officer, Kent Flemming, and our Chief Operating Officer Linda Wilmington…”

“What percentage of shares do you have?”

“Fifteen percent, Danica has fifteen percent, and mom has thirty-one percent.”

“So, in theory, your votes can almost tie your mom? The rest is publicly traded, right?”

She nodded, “Though the other eight board officers control about twenty more percent between them.”

“Do you want to be the CEO?”

She shook her head, “Honestly, Cam, I’d like to be done with the company. If they wanted to buy me out, I’d take it right now…”

“Will they do that?”

She shrugged, “I doubt it, but if they do, it wouldn’t be until Mom is sentenced to prison... I guess…”

That thought made her frown as she came over and picked me up, “The bigger problem is what do I do with you!”

“Preferably not send me back to that daycare?”

She shook her head, “Not as long as a couple of those workers are still employed there… it’s way too risky to use them.”

I thought for a second, “What about Megan? Could she watch me?”

“Doesn’t she work?”

I thought briefly and nodded as my hope faded, “Yeah, it’s Thursday…”

“How about the daycare that Meggy goes to?” She suggested.

I grimaced, “She dresses ultra-babyish to go there…”

“You have some cute clothes and promised to be my baby girl for now?”

“I…” I sighed, “I guess?”

She squeezed my diaper, “Let’s change that wet diaper, and then we’ll get you dressed in something like Meggy would wear and see if this could work?”

I grimaced but nodded. I soon lay down on the changing table with my feet in the air as Addy wiped me down. I was very disturbed that I had some poop that had also unknowingly come out last night. I nervously dwelled on that as I was dressed in the light blue dress Danica had picked out on our shopping trip. The dress buttoned up the back and had a large bow tied there as well, thoroughly trapping me in the ultra-babyish and feminine outfit. My diaper was soon covered with a cover featuring rows of ruffles. Looking at myself in the mirror with the puff sleeves, half-smocked bodice, and the white lace with a little dark blue bow tied at my collar, I couldn’t help but agree that I would meet Meg’s description of the average ‘student.’

“Here, why don’t you nurse, and I’ll call Megan…” She told me, sitting down in the rocking chair.

“You haven’t nursed me in the morning recently…?”

“Need to get it in while we can, Cammie,” she smiled at me.

I sighed but didn’t fight it as she held me to her breast and stuck her warm nipple in my mouth. A drop of the liquid landed in my mouth, and my body took over, sucking hungrily at it. She must have put on a set of earbuds because as she called, I felt her hands still around me.

“Hi, Megan? This is Addison Harris…”

“I know… Hopefully, Amanda filled you in more, but things are tense right now. I’m trying to figure out a place to take Cammie for the day while I have to go to work. I am not about to take her back to that other daycare…”

I continued nursing and tasting the sweet liquid as she learned the daycare’s name. “I’m sure she’ll be excited to see Meggy there!”

When she hung up, she pulled me from her first breast. She patted my back lightly, incurring an embarrassing burp, before switching me to the other side and saying, “Call Little Roo’s daycare…”

I suckled and listened as she discovered that they had room for me for that day at least and got the details on where to go. I was pretty sleepy as her milk slowed down. She pulled me loose from her nipple, patted me, wiped my chin with a baby wipe, and then placed a pacifier in my mouth. I was soon carried downstairs, where she found Mindy doing some dishes.

“Heading out, Miss Harris?”

“Yes, we are, Mindy.” She bounced me gently, “I have to go into the office, so I’m taking my baby to a new daycare. Can you flip the bedding on her bed, my bed and then do the normal cleaning today? Please feel free to leave at lunchtime; I’ll pay you for the whole day.”

“That’s kind of you, Miss Harris. I do have enough to do, I think, that I’ll at least stay until things are done. You know I could babysit myself if you get in a bind?”

“Thank you, Mindy, but my baby girl needs to be around others like her.”

“You may be right about that,” she told her.

With that, I sat still as Addy threw a few frozen bags of her milk into the diaper bag, with a few thawed pouches and more bottles.

‘If I keep drinking this much of her milk, it may not matter that I have a set of nanites clearing that…’ I worried.

I sighed, ‘Stacy nursed all the time, and she…’ I grimaced, ‘she’s still incontinent from what I heard the other day. Damn!’

I felt groggy as she buckled me into the seat, and the car’s motion put me out like a light!
 

I WOKE UP to the door beside me opening.

I rubbed my eyes and looked at Addy, “We’re here?” I said unintelligibly around the pacifier in my mouth.

“We’re here!” She said with a smile. “Megan told me it’s the best place she found. Let’s go find out!”

She was soon carrying me and all of my supplies to the door of the daycare center. The first thing I noticed was that it was much smaller! This would probably only have a small percentage of the ‘babies’ that there had been at the other daycare. As she opened the door, the smell of a daycare slammed into my nostrils, along with the sounds of giggling and screeching… adults?

A woman exited a small office behind a desk, “May I help you?”

“I’m Addison Harris; I called about my daughter Cammie?”

“Oh yes! We’re happy to have her! Why don’t we get her settled in quickly, and then Mommy can fill out all of the information about Cammie?”

“Sounds great!”

She carried me inside the room, and I instantly saw Meg crawling around on a weird piecemeal foam set of shapes. She was currently crawling across some odd half-cylinder shapes, apparently chasing after another Little.

They were dressed in bubble rompers that puffed out at the waist, far puffier than their diapers. Meg happened to look up right then and narrowed her eyes. “Cam…mie?”

Addy placed me on the ground, and I walked over to her. She stood up briefly and hugged me before pulling me down with her. “Oh good! You already have a friend!” the woman who had met us at the door said. “You two play while I get Cammie’s mommy all set!”

“Bye, Cammie,” Addy told me.

“Come pway!” Meg said to me with a curious look on her face. I started to walk to follow her, but she said, “Crawl,” quietly to me.

“Why?” I asked.

“Trust me…” she smiled.

I sighed but did as she told me, joining her in crawling over the large foam pieces. Unlike her, I was taller than an actual toddler, so the foam sections seemed much smaller to me than they did to her. I’d been playing with her and two other Littles who hadn’t had real conversations for about thirty minutes when my bowels made their presence known. ‘Hopefully, not too many more times of this…’ I griped to myself as I quickly pushed a rather sizeable soft stool into the diaper. Meg had turned around and saw me crouched – obviously knowing what I was doing! I blushed, but so did she, before she motioned for me to follow her around in circles. She and the other two Littles had created some sort of circuit, and I wondered if this wasn’t a way to maintain some exercise as I was getting quite winded!

I was having fun a little while later, following her into a small tunnel, when large hands grabbed my waist.

“Hmm… I guess it’s this one that’s the stinker, huh?” The woman was different from earlier, but she cooed and smiled at me as she picked me up and held me before her to sniff my butt. “My, you’re tall but really light, aren’t you?”

I just nodded.

“Let’s change that stinky diapee, and then we’ll have circle time!”

I blushed as she carried me to a large changing table and laid me down on the table. My dress was pushed back over my chest, and then she used a strap just above it on my chest. “These are so cute!” She smiled as she pulled my diaper cover down to my ankles.

I looked away from her as she gloved up and saw Meg and a few others still crawling around. Another Little girl seemed intent on staring at me. I blushed and turned my gaze back to the ceiling. Scritch! Scritch! I heard the two tapes ripped open and lay still, as the lady did not mention the extra parts I had beneath the diaper. She cooed at me a little as she wiped me clean but otherwise had me in a new diaper as fast as anyone had done in the past few weeks. Other than the one girl staring at me, it had been mostly… normal?

‘She didn’t make fun of me at all…’ I noted.

“All done!” She smiled at me as she put me on the ground onto my feet. “You can sit over there on the carpet and wait for us to change these other stinkers!”

I sighed and did as she said, watching them change several more of the other inmates, including Meg, before everyone was in the circle. Meg sat crisscrossed beside me, sucking on a pacifier. It was only then that I realized the most significant difference between daycares. There appeared to be no actual babies in this daycare! When all thirteen other ‘babies’ were all gathered in a circle on the floor, the lead woman Miss Maya started to sing a good morning song eerily similar to the last daycare.

What was different about it was that all the other ‘babies’ were singing loudly like they were enjoying it! We sang many traditional songs like ‘Twinkle, Twinkle,’ ‘Itsy Bitsy Spider,’ ‘Old Macdonald,’ and ‘The Wheels on the Bus.’ When we were through with that, they played ‘Simon Says’ with us before leading us all out to a large playground outside.

I was surprised by how big the equipment was looking out there. Everyone here was crawling around for the most part, but the playground equipment seemed… older than these kids should have?

Before I could try and understand anymore, Meg grabbed me and said, “Come on, Cam,” before crawling to a playhouse. I walked behind her momentarily before she said, “Crawl!” to me.

It was weird, but I got on my hands and knees and followed her inside, where we were alone.

“Why are you crawling everywhere?”

She pulled her pacifier out, “You remember the popular kids in high school? How they were always the most mature?”

I shrugged, “I guess that’s one way to put it.”

“Well… Here at this daycare, it’s a competition to see who can be more babyish.”

“Huh?”

Another girl came in right now, “Telling the newbie the rules?”

“Hi, Anissa, yes. She’s not just a newbie, though; she’s been a friend of mine since college.”

“Really?” the new girl smiled, “I’m surprised someone with your height would have been friends with a Little?”

“I was engaged to one, too,” I told her.

Her face softened, “Is she…?”

I shook my head, “Probably never coming back from the damage that was done to her…”

“Sorry,” she told me. “It sucks for those who aren’t willing volunteers for this.”

“What…?”

“Cammie, you remember I volunteered, right?”

I dumbly nodded, “You said it wasn’t worth the stress…?”

“It wasn’t! And I really hated things for a while at another daycare before Mommy started bringing me here. Everyone here, except you, volunteered to be adopted. It can be horrible if you have the wrong parents, but it can also be so nice to have zero cares about a job, a house, food, or anything…”

“You really are… happy?” I asked her incredulously.

“It’s fun!” She smiled at me. “Give it a try today – just let go and be a baby like us!”

“You’re not all hypnotized… right?” I asked nervously.

Meg shook her head, “When you’re adopted, you start to see the signs. No one here has been hypnotized.”

“Seriously, give it a try,” Anissa told me. She grimaced and added, “I used to do my best to avoid this fate… I even managed to escape a horrible etiquette school a decade ago. I managed to live on my own for a few more years, but I just got tired of the constant fight. By then, one of my coworkers was a good friend, and we talked about her needs… and my stress. One night at her house, I gave in and asked her to adopt me - it was the best decision of my life,” she said happily. “And no, I know I’m not hypnotized… I saw too many of those in that first place before I escaped.”

I shrugged, “Guess I have nothing to lose today… what do I do?”

For the next hour, I was dragged around to the sandbox, a slide, a teeter-totter, and even to push some toddler push and stand toy things around. It was bizarre, but even with what seemed to almost be a refusal to talk like they were older than two, everyone seemed to be having fun!

By the time I was picked up to be carried inside, I found myself admitting I had some fun myself. Miss Emily felt my diaper, “Better change you before lunch. You’re about to leak!”

I smiled at her around the pacifier but didn’t say anything in response. She hugged me, and I soon lay on a changing table. The diaper cover was pulled off, and she said, “Oh dear, you did leak a little bit. At least it didn’t get on your pretty dress, though!” She tickled my stomach and blew a raspberry on my belly button before gently changing my diaper. Again, no taunting was involved in the change; it could have just been an average toddler getting their diaper changed.

I was carried to a table similar to the one in the other daycare and plopped in the plastic inset seat. A bib appeared, and I feared what food would come my way with as babyish as everyone acted. To my relief, chicken nuggets in dinosaur shapes alongside fries were served for lunch. I did notice a few of the others ended up with a small bowl of pureed fruit on the side too. Looking to my right, Meg, a few places over, was one of them.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Berry Baby Food,” she smiled, “It’s good for dessert!”

The girl beside me agreed, “I like it too, but my mommy didn’t pack any for me today.”

One of the daycare workers, Miss Bea, asked, “Would you like to try some?”

I glanced at Meg, who nodded at me, “I guess…?”

“I bet we have an extra pouch here for Meggy; since you’re such good friends, I bet she doesn’t mind sharing!”

Meg nodded, and I continued eating the last chicken nuggets and fries before a bowl appeared in front of me with a baby spoon. “Open up,” Miss Bea said to me.

I looked at her nervously but opened my mouth for the spoon.

I was genuinely amazed! The flavors were terrific!!!! The texture was slightly off, but you could easily pretend it was a smoothie or an apple sauce. She had another spoon ready for me, and I sat still as she fed it to me, even though Meg and the others mainly had fed themselves. “All gone!” she smiled at me, “What did you think?”

“It’s really good,” I admitted.

Because of my late start on dessert, I was the last one sitting at the table when she grabbed me. My diaper was briefly checked, and she carried me into a room filled with cribs and Littles sleepily nursing on bottles while soft tinkling nursery songs played.

I expected to be dropped off in a crib myself, but instead, she settled down in a rocking chair beside an empty crib. She sat me on her knee, and I looked around to see if a bottle I hadn’t noticed was out of sight.

“Looking for your baba?” She asked me.

I blushed but nodded.

“I thought, given how good you’ve been today, you deserve a better treat than a silly old bottle.” She began fiddling with her shirt, and I realized what she was thinking.

I didn’t know what to say as part of her shirt lifted to reveal a nursing bra that she unlatched and showed a larger nipple and breast than Addy possessed. I was about to object, but the time it took for my mouth to open to object was enough for her to shove my face forward to her flesh, and my mouth closed around the nipple. ‘What diseases does she have?’ I worried a bit, but when a gush of milk came into my mouth, the taste was an incentive to begin nursing.

Thanks to Stacy, I may not have had to worry about the potty-training blocking parts of the milk. Still, I was sure the addictive features may not have been easy to avoid. Anytime I was nursed at Addy’s breast, I lost my self-control to not nurse, and now the same thing happened with this stranger. I found myself suckling regularly as I’d become a bit of a pro at this in the past couple of weeks. I was already overly full when I finally felt her breast stop producing a large quantity of milk. Apparently, she sensed it as she pulled me free, burped me gently, and sat me at her other breast.

I nursed much less hungrily at this one and felt a growing need to pee. Knowing diapers were my only option, I just let go, and the hand holding my diaper felt it as she cooed, “That’s a good baby girl!”

I fell asleep shortly after listening to her heartbeat, being cuddled, and having a nice full belly of milk.
 
 

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