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You will want to read this story in order for it to make sense. As much as I don't wish to send readers away, I do want you to know that if diapers, bottles, and all that entails for babies doesn't interest you, this story most likely will not be for you. This work is set in the 'DiaperDimension' that was created by PrincessPottyPants on some of the ABDL boards. Several other authors have taken their own spins on the dimension and I encourage you to read them if you like this work! **************************** Chapter 4: Demotions **************************** SATURDAY MORNING, I found myself still intensely studying trying to avoid thinking of Beth. An hour before lunch, my dad called, "Cameron!" "Hi Dad," I told him. "How are you doing? Things still going well?" "I guess... Classes are at least." "What's wrong?" I sighed. "It's Beth..." "Oh... I ran into her dad at the store yesterday..." He said sadly. "What did he say?" I asked, hopeful something good would have been said. "Well... after they got her text that she was giving up, they got their lawyer involved. He dad is at least a Big... so that helps of course, but he's also a donor to Emerson. He's trying to see if he can re-adopt her, or at least get visitation rights..." "If they can re-adopt her?" I paused. "That would be great!" "Well... obviously the courts would insist on her being treated appropriately for her Maturosis... it wouldn't be just going home, right?" I felt myself shaking then, "No..." "I don't know... she might be better off just with the visitation rights Cam," he told me. I just sat in silence for a moment before saying, "I might at least be able to see her if she was back home..." "If she wanted you to?" "She insisted on saying goodbye to me after she turned herself over," I told him. "She made the lady bring her to see me... She was... well, she was already in her new clothes." "At least you got to say goodbye?" I sighed. "Yeah, I guess that's more than her parents got. I hope something works out for them... but more importantly I hope Beth doesn't end up with one of them." I could feel his nod. "Yeah, there's definitely plenty of that around here. Look, you have to keep going Cameron, you can't mope for her. I promise things have a way of working out - she was smart enough not to fight things, so she should be okay." "I hope you're right." "What else are you up to?" "Well... I'm going to meet this girl for lunch and to study..." "Alright! Who is she?" "Her name is Addison," I told him. "She's the most beautiful girl I've ever met honestly..." "What's so special about her?" "Well, she's like a giant... I mean seriously she's the tallest girl I've ever met in person." "How tall?" "Twelve-foot, eight," I told him. "That is tall!" he said. "Is that wise? Beth just..." I sighed. "I don't honestly know Dad. I'm pretty protected here at Emerson as long as I have Mid status." "Maybe it would be better..." he sighed. "What the hell? What can I say? I did the same thing with your mom..." "Look I'll be careful, but she also seemed to feel bad for a little the other day that we both watched get in trouble in our lab." I paused. "I don't know, I get the feeling that maybe she's different?" "I hope you're right," he told me. We talked for another half-hour before I made an excuse to get off the phone and gathered my stuff. I had a hard copy of the textbook for Chemistry I had bought at Dad's insistence. While I really preferred an eBook version on my tablet, he asserted it was easier to get away from a device and really study with a real book. Since he was the one who really paid for my books... Well, I went along with it since it was the one thing not covered by my scholarships! I threw the heavy monstrosity into my backpack, along with my lab notebook from our Chem Lab, and some other notes I had taken on another old-fashioned notebook. I locked the door and wondered briefly where my roommate had ended up the night before. 'Maybe he went home for the weekend?' I thought. I hadn't seen Jason a whole lot the past week since he'd made friends with someone in another dorm. It was weird he hadn't been back at all last night though. I reached the cafeteria pretty quickly and walked around to see if Addison was already there. Not seeing her, I decided to just go ahead and get a tray of food, and a table meant for mixed sizes that was open. I used the tall stool's steps to climb up, and hoped no one would think I was a little sitting there. The truth was I had no desire to sit at a Big table and struggle to reach, or use a booster seat like I saw several doing around the large room. I was just noticing that one of the nest mothers had one of her charges sitting next to her in a booster seat. I stared as she was velcroing a bib around her neck when Addison suddenly appeared. "Hi Cameron, good pick of a table!" she told me with a smile and took a seat on the opposite side meant for Bigs. "Hi Addison," I told her. "Call me Addy," she told me, "if we're going to be friends Addison is way too uptight." I smiled. "Okay, hi Addy." She smiled that gorgeous giant smile at me and I felt like I would probably do just about anything for her right then! "So, first week of classes down. What did you do to celebrate last night?" I grimaced. "Not much, stayed in and studied. Didn't feel much like going out honestly," I told her. "Something wrong?" I grimaced. "Yeah, but don't worry about it. Just something a friend of mine is going through," I added. "Oh..." She looked at me and asked, "Anything I can do?" "Nope, what's done is done," I told her and forced a smile. "What did you do last night?" "Oh, I just went out with my parents for dinner. They hadn't seen me since they dropped me off and wanted to see me." "Free food from the 'rents is never a bad thing, huh?" I smiled at her. "You enjoy it?" She shrugged. "On one hand I do miss them - even though it's not like this campus is that far from my house." "How far away did you grow up?" "Oh, just about twenty minutes or so - out in the suburbs. I could commute here every day, but my parents insisted I stay on campus so I could get the 'full college experience.' I don't mind that though, because last night was tough enough with my mom still thinking I was her baby... Geeze, you think you grow up, but when she's even taller than you still it doesn't help." She shook her head and took a bite of food. "She's taller than you?" I asked in surprise before taking another bite of some pasta. She swallowed and laughed. "Yeah, she's got three inches on me - and will never let me forget it." She smiled. "But at least I have two inches on my dad!" "I can't imagine being that tall," I told her honestly. "It would have been nice to at least get to my dad's height though." "You're only eighteen, right?" I nodded. "You could actually still grow in the next year or two. Who knows, maybe you'll pick up a few more inches still?" I laughed. "Inches versus your feet!" She told me about her little sister who was three years younger than her too, Danica. It sounded like they fought a lot when she was still at home, and apparently, she'd skipped the family dinner to do something at school. We talked about our backgrounds and what we liked to do for the next hour even after we finished eating. "Well, where do you want to study?" She asked me. I shrugged. "How about one of the lounges in this building? I haven't really been in them much yet, but they had some couches and chairs that looked fairly comfortable?" "Sounds good!" She said to me. I climbed down the stool and grabbed my backpack. She had her own and we walked to the lounge nearby that was occupied only by one other person studying. We picked a set of individual chairs across the room from him to setup at. "So where are you struggling?" I asked her, and we got to work on studying. It turned out that she was bright, but for whatever reason hadn't had a good chemistry education in high school. It didn't help that she wasn't a fan of math either... With that knowledge I took a few steps back to re-explain something that Professor Casio talked through really quickly in our class. After two hours of helping her she said, "You taught me more in the last two hours than I learned in an entire year of chemistry in high school... or any of the tutors my parents hired..." I smiled. "Glad to hear it." "I need to go get ready for an event my mom's old sorority is hosting, but how about I take you out to dinner on Friday as a thank you?" My stomach did a few flip-flops right then. "Umm... sure, where?" She smiled. "I know of a few good places. I'll make reservations. Do you have a sports coat?" I nodded. "Yes, though I don't wear it often." "Why not?" I sighed. "I'm legally past the point of being a Little, but I'm always worried about the same things that Littles are about appearances. Looking like you're dressing up too much can look bad..." "That was honest of you," she told me. "I promise with you as my date though no one will dare say anything." "Date?" I raised my eyebrow. "Date. I like you, and you're the first guy... or really person, I've ever met that hasn't been obviously wanting to befriend me for my money." I laughed. "You're beautiful enough you don't need that as a reason." "And you, what you don't have in height you make up for in brains and personality. It'll piss my parents off to see us dating - and I'm also okay with that!" "Is that a good idea...?" She laughed. "You're a Mid, you're safe. If you were really a little, or diagnosed with a case of Maturosis as a Mid, then we might have a problem. I don't think we're in danger of that though." I smiled, feeling a bit better about our new relationship. "Okay, date it is." I arrived back at our room to find the door open. "Made it back Jason?" I asked as I walked in the door. It was then that I realized Jason had made it back... and... he had the Littles Dean with him. "Oh, good afternoon ma'am," I said politely. "I'm Cameron," I said politely while looking up at her imposing form. "Hmm... I'm Dean Sanders," she said looking at me like she was deciding to see if she was going to scrape a bug off of her shoe. "This one should have taken your lead on learning how to be mature and behave." It was then that I took in Jason's appearance and tried not to run out of the room screaming. He was a foot taller than me, but clearly dressed in a Little's uniform, complete with a thickly padded rear end! I had no response to that, and she took that to mean an affirmation. "How did you spend your Friday evening?" she asked me. I shrugged. "I worked on some homework and a paper that's coming up for my technical writing class." "Did you now?" She asked. "You're not just lying?" "I can show you the timestamps on the files if you'd like," I told her with a smile. "I had probably the lamest Friday night of anyone on campus," I told her. 'Excepting the poor Littles,' I allowed. "And just now, where are you coming from?" "I was having a study session to help a friend out with Chemistry." "Indeed?" She asked. "Who?" "Addison Harris?" She looked at me like I had grown horns then. "Why?" "We're lab partners and I helped her out this week. I'm good at Chemistry," I told her. "I know I'm just barely a Mid, but we get along quite well." "Do you?" She asked. I was pretty sure in her mind she was appraising how I would look dressed like Jason right then, but decided that wouldn't be her move then. "We seem to, at least? We have a date for dinner scheduled for Friday again," I told her. "Hmm... Well, I hate to have to inform you of this, but young Jason here has unfortunately not followed your mature lead. He was caught partying and drinking alcohol last night. The fact that he's underage is bad enough, but he also can't hold his liquor apparently! He had a big accident in his whittle pants when security picked him up. We've decided he's going to be better off over in Wenig where we have a more appropriate and caring environment all setup for him. We know the staff will be able to properly look out for him the way he needs. Luckily, we have plenty of newly open beds that we can put him into. I think we have just about all of his things out of here. If you find anything else, would you please just drop it off at my office?" "Umm... sure ma'am, be happy to." I told her. I gave a long look at Jason, and couldn't help but feel bad for the guy. He was still crying from the humiliation that was likely only just beginning. I knew, like me, that he would probably blend into a preschool or kindergarten setting quite well. There were too many parents that liked to also have littles who were continually failing at their potty training when they were too old for diapers... I had a feeling Jason may have unfortunately just found his way on the road to becoming one of them. The uniform he wore, along with the ID badge around his neck, now denoted him as legally nothing more than a Little. "Umm... Good luck Jason," I told him as a large Amazon guy came back with a cart that they loaded with his last possessions to take to his new dorm. As they walked away with her holding his hand, I sighed in relief that I was still dodging bullets. I was still staring at the empty side of the room a few minutes later with the door open when Grant came by. "Dude, where's your roommate's stuff?" "On its way over to Wenig with him," I told him. "Dude! He was nearly my height!" "Yeah... I think the lesson of the week is that no one is safe..." "You okay?" "Yeah... Thank God I was a boring nerd last night, and stayed in to study. I swear she was looking at me as needing to be given a Maturosis diagnosis too..." "Fucking Amazons are nuts..." he said to me. I just nodded. "Well, at least you can have all sorts of wild and crazy sex in your room now and won't have a roommate to care?" I raised my eyebrows. "Not sure that drawing attention to myself is a good idea at all right now." "Yeah man... I get that. We're going to set up a gaming session tonight in the lounge, you want to join us?" I thought for a second and shrugged. "Sure..." I enjoyed the time of playing some role-playing games with him and a few others from our dorm that night. It was something that took my mind off of height and forced babyhood for a while at least. By the middle of the week, I noticed that there seemed to be a significant number of Littles gone from my classes. Meg and another girl, Laura, were some of the few that I still had to talk to at lunches. I tended to eat dinner later with my Mid friends, and Addison in the evening, when the littles were supposed to be in bed. On Thursday I was sitting in Chemistry class and heard one of the loudest farts I'd ever heard outside of a bathroom! It actually stopped Professor Casio from speaking for a moment, and everyone scanned the room to look to see who might have done it. Suddenly my eyes landed on my former roommate, who I hadn't even realized was in that class before because he had been skipping all of his classes. He was acting... Well... suspicious. I wasn't the only one who noticed his behavior, and when we all heard another fart, all of his body turned red. One of the girl T.A.s walked over to him and, "Stand up please..." She turned him to where his back was to her and we all watched the horror show as she pulled the back of his elasticized pants and diaper open. "Whoopsies! We have a wittle boy who made a big pwesent in his diapees! Guess we better take you to Dean Sanders..." He walked by and I could see tears in his eyes as his face was bright red. Only a student Little on campus for less than a week... Unfortunately for him, Dean Sanders must have decided he had his demerits, because I never saw him again. With all of the beds that were probably now available in Wenig, I made sure that I went to classes, did my homework, and otherwise stayed out of the Bigs' way. One thing I did start doing the day after Jason was demoted to Wenig, was to begin growing out my beard. Dad had always insisted it was one of his best tricks to seeming like an adult amongst the taller people. While he had a couple feet on me, I hoped it would help out the same for me if I didn't look cute and baby faced. **************************** Chapter 5: Fast Rides **************************** I HAD LOOKED forward to my date on Friday with Addison with hope; and also, a little bit of dread. Everything I had seen of her seemed to imply she wasn't one of the baby crazed Amazons, but having researched more about her family's company... Well, I worried that the apple often doesn't fall far from the tree! SafeFoods was a legitimate corporation that was quite wealthy! I saw that their last reports from the previous quarter to shareholders valued their company at 190 Billion Dollars, and it was clear that every major company that manufactured food and formula for Littles, used SafeFoods to get through the government regulatory process. Feeling like there was probably more to the story, I used the internet off of my phone to VPN to a couple of sites that Littles used to warn others about nefarious schemes. Almost right away I found references to SafeFoods. StayedDryforYears: I am so stupid! I needed some cash and responded to a study ad that I received via email from SafeFoods. It didn't require you to report to a site or anything where they could grab you, so I thought it would be safe. Just simple testing of meal prep kits they claimed, and I was able to have them shipped to a postal box so they didn't even know my physical address! I signed up, and sure enough, I received a box of ingredients with recipes four weeks ago. Looked like good quality stuff actually! I was happy to follow the directions and make the meals. Some of them were quite elaborate, and all of them tasted amazing when I was done! The next week I started waking up wet. A week later I began having daytime accidents - something I haven't had since I was a baby! I immediately guessed it was the meal prep kits and stopped using it the next week. I was able to regain control this week, so I'm sure there was something going on in their kits. I'm worried that through my post office box they can find my address now, and I'm going to have to move away. Trying to arrange to stay with a buddy until I can get a new place. OldandCranky13842: Could have told you that one. SafeFoods only tests foods meant for BABIED littles! There are not many companies out there I would trust less! Get yourself out of there tonight if you haven't, I guarantee they've informed your apartment manager about you by now if they have your address. I felt my blood turn cold as I read more and more accounts of free Littles being tricked by them. There weren't any cases of Mids being hoodwinked, but that could just have been hidden more. A glance over to my roommates' bed was more than enough proof that the line between us wasn't so vast to save me. As bad as that account was, the ones that bothered me more were the ones from Littles who supposedly managed to sneak access to their 'parents' computers and write about the products that were being tested on them. Some of it was... 'innocent' enough; formula and baby food being tested to see if it tasted good and would be eaten. 'Someone has to do that...' I had thought to myself while wrinkling my nose about some of their descriptions of it tasting like vomit... Others were being tested though to see what kind of effects they could have on the Littles. For some Amazons it was known that they just liked the fight that a Little would give them. A Little that constantly screamed how they weren't a baby, but kept on having forced accidents gave them some sort of sick pleasure... I didn't claim to understand what it did for them, but they liked battling them until they broke them. Those Bigs tended to be the ones that snatched Littles from off the streets. Others preferred to ease them into their forced babyhood with more chemical or hypnotic influences to 'calm' them. Some of the foods seemed to work like that, inhibiting their cognitive abilities. One of the accounts was from a twenty-four-year-old woman. She and her twin sister had recently been forcibly adopted while they were out shopping together. LittleFoods was using her as a control versus her sister as a 'twins' study. Her poor sisters' teeth had just plain fallen out of her mouth one day without warning, and now she couldn't even say 'mama' now after just eating the testing foods for two weeks. She claimed her adopted 'parents' were calling her the big sister now, and were actually unhappy with how far LittleFoods products had pushed her sister. 'They probably wanted to take her teeth out the old- fashioned way...' I groaned. It was with the full knowledge I was about to go on a date with the daughter of Satan that I dressed in my sports coat. I didn't wear a tie, since she didn't say it was needed, in the hopes of looking a little less like I was a Little playing dress up. My scruffy beard wasn't doing too bad for having been growing for not quite a week. My dad could grow one fully in a week, and I was pretty close already myself. I shaved the spots that I wasn't growing out carefully before getting dressed, combed my hair, and hoped Addison would like me in the right way that night! After a quick last trip to the restroom, I soon found myself walking towards her dorm. I noted that it was much nearer Wenig than mine. My look was definitely drawing some unwanted attention from the Bigs around me. Giggles, stares, and... well, I walked with a purpose up to her dorm and messaged her I was there. "You here to see someone, sweetie?" A surprised sound from a tall girl who seemed to be a bit older. "Umm... yes, I'm supposed to meet my friend here." My phone dinged, 'Need a few minutes more, I'm in room three-fifteen if you can get someone to let you in you can come up to my room.' "Who is it?" "Addison, she's in room three-fifteen, any chance you could please swipe me in?" I asked her. "Really, Addy?" "Yes, I can wait down here still, but she just said she needs a bit more time." "Tell you what, let me help you find her room," she said with a bit of glee in her voice that made no bones about her seeing a Mid just as easy to tame as a little. "Umm... Thanks," I told her with a forced smile. "What are you all dressed up for?" She asked me, in the short elevator ride. "We're going out to dinner somewhere tonight since I've been helping her with her Chemistry class." "Oh... really?" She asked kind of surprised. I followed the unwanted guide out of the elevator and down the hallway to the suite that her room was in. As soon as the door opened, I could tell this was an upgraded room from my own. These rooms had just been built in the last year, and you could tell! There was a small lounge with a large TV hanging over a gas fireplace to my right, while a full kitchen and breakfast bar with stools sat to my left. They even had a small dining room table that could probably sit six people comfortably all to themselves there! A door was open that I could see labeled three-fifteen. "Addison, I brought you a guest?" She said skeptically. "Thanks Danae, I appreciate you letting him in! Come on in Cameron, you look good!" I turned to the giant who had led me in. "Thanks," and stepped into a nice large single room. Ironically now that I was roommate-less, my double now meant that I had a bigger room to myself - but this one was still more than big enough for one person. As she closed the door behind her I got a look at what she was wearing and nearly had my eyes fall out. "You look even prettier than normal Addy," I told her. She was wearing a black, short mini-dress, with the bodice squared off and held up with two thin spaghetti straps. It was a sheath style and hugged her very beautiful and proportional curves! Her breasts were featured, but the fact that she didn't have gigantically out of proportion breasts was something I liked! While she was a phenomenally tall Big, she was really very skinny in build. "Thanks Cameron," She told me with a smile. "I just need to go to the bathroom really quick one last time, then we can be off?" She looked at me and I half expected her to ask if I needed to go too, but shook her head and walked out. "Okay," I told her. I blanched when I looked above her desk and saw a printed picture of her holding a baby boy sitting on a small end table by her bed... it wasn't a baby boy though. Very clearly a well-muscled little without his shirt on, being bottle fed by her. I was going to play it off when she arrived a moment later, but she said, "Oh, that's my new baby brother I guess..." she told me. "You guess?" "Mom apparently lasted two weeks with one daughter out of the house, and last Sunday decided to adopt a little who spilled a coke in the food court of the mall she was at." "That's all he did to get adopted...?" I asked. "Yeah... I mean he's actually sort of sweet when he's drinking a bottle of Mom's milk, but I don't really think he deserved to lose his life over one silly accident. Hell, I drop stuff all of the time..." I looked up at her and said, "You're one of the rare ones then Addy." I sighed. "I hope you'll never think of me needing that..." She smiled. "You're way too mature to be in that boat. Not to mention an inch taller than allowable normally." "Normally," I nodded in agreement. "Shall we go to dinner?" I asked. "Let's!" She said and led me out. I couldn't help but feel like a toddler when I walked beside her. The two of us drew more than a few stares as we walked out of the dorm and out to her car in the parking garage. Even though she was already way too tall, she was wearing a pair of heels that raised her height even further. Knowing her family was well off, I wasn't all that surprised when we walked up to a very nice car... but this was something else. "That's almost as beautiful as you," I found myself saying as I looked at a two- passenger sports car. The lines on it were amazing, and while I didn't pay much attention to cars, I knew this was a top-of-the-line, barely street legal, performance race car. She opened the passenger door for me. "I know you technically are past having to sit in a car seat because you're tall enough, but for my piece of mind would you mind riding on that booster seat?" A simple booster seat with no back sat ready on the passenger seat. I was annoyed because I would have to sit on it without looking like a jerk, but I was kind of excited because I had never ridden in the front of a car before. Being as short as I was, I had even been relegated to the back when I had finally passed the legal requirement of the safety seat in the spring. I noticed then though that even the booster seat was covered in leather. I just nodded. "I hate it, but I'll do it." She smiled. "Well at least you're honest with me." I clambered up onto the seat and found it was easier to get into with the low height of the car. I climbed onto the seat and took the seatbelt she'd grabbed to offer me. I buckled it myself and she closed the door. She buckled herself in and backed out. When she was clear of the garage, I found out that the race car look wasn't just for show! I was pushed back into the seat as she accelerated at a completely irresponsible speed, and I couldn't help but saying, "All right!" Addison laughed at that. "Sorry, I probably should slow down a bit with you in the car." "Don't slow down on my account, I think it's awesome!" "Maybe one of these weekends we can go out to the track together," she told me with a smile. "That would be fun!" I told her. "Why'd you pick this car? I mean besides it's awesome?" "I told Daddy I wanted a sports car for my eighteenth birthday. We had to search though for one that worked for my height. Most of them, I hit my head when I try to sit down in them," she explained. "Henry here has just enough head room for my Dad and I. Mom can't drive him though," she said with a laugh. "First time Dad and I have ever appreciated our difference in height from my mom!" She eventually got snarled in some traffic and had to drive like a responsible young lady. It was just in time to avoid getting caught by a cop too, so it worked out in the end! About ten minutes later she pulled up to the stand of a valet at a restaurant. I unbuckled my seat and hopped out as a man opened the door for me. I straightened my shirt and coat and smiled up at her as she came around. "Please take care with him," she told the valet. "Yes Ms. Harris, we'll baby him like always," the man told her. The voice was a little bit intimidated by her. She came around and said to me, "Shall we?" I walked into a restaurant that I'd heard about from some friends who had spent way too much money on their meal for prom the year before. I knew it was supposed to be not just locally renowned, but that they'd received some serious global awards as well. A starter at this restaurant cost four meals at a normal restaurant! I was more than a bit uncomfortable as she led me inside. "Ah, Ms. Harris, it's good to see you again. I have your reservation here for two, but didn't realize a Little was your... umm... guest?" "He's actually a Mid, but that doesn't matter for you, does it?" "Umm... no ma'am... but we will need a couple minutes to find a high chair..." "A booster seat would be more appropriate, don't you think?" she suggested. "Umm... yes Miss... One moment..." I blushed at the blatant discrimination I was almost sure would have happened if I had been with anyone else. Soon we were led to a table top for two covered in a beautiful white linen table cloth, lit candle in the center, and a chair with a booster opposite a normal chair. I was going to begin to pull her chair out for her, but one of the wait staff was already there. Another held my chair and unexpectedly picked me up and sat me down. When they started to do the belt I said, "Excuse me sir, I don't need that." "Miss?" They asked. "He doesn't," she told him. They handed her a menu and looked uncertain with mine. "For Pete's sake, please give him the regular menu. He's not a Little." "Yes Miss..." the man said and handed me a huge oversized menu board to look over. It was only one page long and seemed to be set up where you chose one of a few options for multiple courses. A sign of just how exclusive the place was, there were no prices on the menu! "Order whatever you want," Addison told me. "Trust me it's all fantastic!" "Okay," I said tentatively. I looked and chose my way through lobster, filet mignon, and scallops as the centerpieces of three of the courses. A soup and a dessert were also selected in my mind before the waiter returned. "Have you decided Miss?" The waiter asked her. She gave me a look that I nodded to. "Yes, I'll have..." she listed off her order. "Is your little boy going to just share?" "He's not a Little, and he's going to order himself. Ask him," she seethed. "If you or your staff forgets that one more time I will never return, and I'll make sure my friends don't either..." "Sorry Miss, I'll make sure everyone knows..." "Sir?" He asked me nervously. I went down the board and gave him each of my choices before he said, "We'll have the first course out here shortly." "Thanks," I said along with Addison. She looked at me. "Does that happen all of the time?" I shrugged. "It helps when I'm on campus because the littles wearing the uniforms set them apart from me a bit more." When the food did finally start coming out, I felt it was more than worth a little bit of embarrassment. Courses were small for an Amazon size, which of course meant pretty large for me. I still managed to devour each course and dessert, but I felt like I was bloated out of proportion at the end. "That was amazing!" I told her with a smile. "Thank you for dinner." "You're very welcome," she told me. "I need to slip off to the lady's room before we go." "I'll hit the gents then too," I told her with a smile. I slid off the booster seat and walked beside her to the restroom. There was a short urinal that I was able to just make work for me. I zipped my pants and managed to just barely reach up to the sink. An air dryer for my hands was just out of reach, but I was able to hop up and get it to register my hands and dried them as best as I could. I was just about to struggle and open the door, when it suddenly slammed open, and just missed me. "Sorry about that little guy," the man said. I shrugged and waited in the hallway for Addison. "Waiting for your mommy?" a girl asked me as she came out. "Friend," I told her assertively. She looked like she was about to argue, but when Addison stepped out and said, "Ready to go Cameron?" the shorter girl backed off. "Sure Addy," I told her with a smile. "Where to next?" she asked me. "I don't know, you'd only mentioned dinner?" "We could go catch a movie? Or maybe just head back and hang out at my place?" She suggested. "Your place?" "My dorm suite," she said with a smile and reminded me, "I have a single." "So, do I," I told her. "How?" "Well... my roommate was moved to Wenig last weekend." "Was he a little?" "No," I told her. "He was actually taller than me," I said as we came to a stop light and she looked over at me. "Why'd he get moved then?" "Apparently Jason had an accident when he was involved in underage drinking?" "You seen him since?" "Briefly in Chem class the other day... he had a rather epic accident. I don't think I'll see him again," I told her. "Sorry," she said. I shrugged. "It is what it is, he made the choice to get drunk..." I told her. "True," she said. "So where are we heading?" It was a sign of the fact I wasn't a little that I could make a choice at all. "Seems a shame we got dressed up for one thing, how about that movie?" I suggested. "Sounds good!" She smiled. I was carded in order to see the action film she chose, but with a more upscale theater I didn't even need to have a booster seat to have an unobstructed view of the screen. Midway through the film she pushed up the arm rest I had been awkwardly trying not to lean on for her to have. A large arm swept me closer to her, and I found myself cuddled up next to her for the rest of the film. On one hand I was nervous about going into a position with her that might be fitting for a Little, but her body was soft, warm, and I grew comfortable next to her quite quickly. 'She stood up for me all evening,' I thought to myself with a smile as she squeezed me tighter during a tense moment in the film. We both smiled as we walked out the door to her car that night. Back at school she insisted on walking me to my dorm to say goodnight. She knelt down at the door and said, "I had a really great time Cameron." "Me too Addy," I replied as I looked into her big beautiful eyes. It was then that she leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It wasn't a chaste kiss, but it wasn't a full on make out session... it was somewhere between. I found myself saying, "Wow," as she pulled away, "thanks for going out with me tonight." "No problem, I'll call you tomorrow Cam," she told me. I practically buzzed my way to the room that night, so energized from what was in fact a DATE with a dream girl! It was a bit awkward with our height difference being so extreme, but my dad had always told me it was the love in the relationship that counted more than any physical differences. That night I finally saw that maybe he was right! **************************** Chapter 6: Pranks **************************** OVER THE NEXT few months my life revolved around classes, hanging around with Addison in the evenings, and generally having lunch with Meg, her friend Laura, and another friend of theirs, Stacy. Stacy was like a Little's Little! She was half of my height, and I couldn't help but look down at her and realize the proportion was the same between her and I, as Addy and I! Stacy was also a bit of a conundrum in that she didn't even have to bother to pretend to be potty trained like Meg and Laura. Her only concern was not pooping in class, but otherwise was a completely diaper dependent Little. I'd even seen her sucking on a pacifier one time while her mommy was carrying her from her office, and learned that her 'mommy' actually breastfed her. Oddly, she claimed to actually enjoy it too! The cool thing though was her adopted parents let her still go to college. It was weird! Meanwhile the Little population in the university seemed to decrease every single day in our freshman classes. There had been nearly two- hundred littles I guessed from the copy of the freshman class photo we had taken during orientation, now if there were still sixty in our class, I would have been shocked. For my part I chose to avoid that topic as much as possible to avoid people linking me with them! My classes were going great, and going into finals I had nearly perfect hundreds in every class! My studying with Addison was paying off for her too, because apparently even as privileged as she was, she'd never been more than a B student before. We were coming up on Finals and were being given a two-day break at the end of the last week of classes to study. Free time meant that in addition to studying, I was involved in one of my new favorite activities - playing pranks! It had started with one of our floormates duct taping a complete layer of tape across my door, making a solid wall that I ran into half-asleep on my way to the shower in the morning. If I didn't have a good kitchen knife that I'd brought with me, I might have been stuck inside there and late to class! After I cleaned it up, I figured the guy who laughed loudest was most likely the prankster. Some investigating let me prove it, so I decided to show him how that prank should be done. I had to get an accomplice, Addy, in to help me, but we stacked solo cups, some of them filled with fine pink and purple glitter, all the way up his door when his roommate left one morning. Then he got the tape on the outside. Just ensure it would topple over, I created a string of tape that would pull it all down inside towards them as they opened the door. Addy had to go to class, but the look on his face was epic when he opened the door up and was covered in fine glitter! He was about ten- feet tall, so the look of death he gave me had me nervous for my safety, but when he began laughing, I knew we were good. "Good retaliation," Chris had told me. That had been in October, and now that we were getting closer to December, I noticed that all of the pranks in our dorms were getting more and more outlandish. I had slept in a bit and headed to the bathroom, and looked briefly at my shower caddy and realized I had left my bodywash and beard wash in the bathroom that five of us shared. I hated doing that, and really, I considered it kind of a jerk move to make everyone move my stuff. I personally couldn't stand when someone left a bar of soap in the shower and I had to move it... It disgusted me a lot for some reason! Realizing I had made the mistake I mentally noted I'd need to not miss that again... I showered, washed my hair with my shampoo that I had kept in my room, and took care to really scrub myself clean since I'd be seeing Addy later that afternoon for a study session we were going to go to for Chemistry. My hair was taking a while these days since Addy had convinced me to let it grow out. Something about a thing she had for long-haired guys... I had shrugged and gone along with it - frankly I would probably do just about anything for her! Since we'd been dating for a few months we'd gotten a little further along with our relationship, and we'd spent a lot more time learning what could work with our height differences. I always worried she would decide dating me was like dating a little kid, but she didn't seem to feel that way! We hadn't made it any further than second base together, but that was mainly because she had some very clear boundaries that she said she didn't want to cross before marriage. When I heard that of course, I had two reactions - where can I find an engagement ring, and... that's awkward! Until my growth spurt, most of my friends in high school had obviously been Littles. Amongst our friends I was probably the only one who was still a virgin, since it was well known if you didn't do it before you graduated, you probably wouldn't get to in some crazy Bigs nursery! I knew Beth had several partners over the years, and only the fear of getting pregnant kept her on the pill. She'd so wanted to have her own babies though! 'Beth, I wonder what happened to you...' I couldn't help but worry about her still. Dad hadn't given me any updates in a while, other than her dad was still trying to re-adopt her. I finished with the shampoo and moved on to the special beard wash my dad had recommended. His beard was like Santa Claus's, long, but not completely gray yet. He claimed the wash helped keep things from getting ratty, and that was Addy's biggest stipulation for me keeping it. She wasn't a hug fan of kissing me with the facial hair, but she understood why I was growing it. It always made my face feel a lot cleaner in spite of the hair, and let me get it to comb straight. By this point I'd managed to get my beard to grow in quite full, and it was long enough I had to be careful of food and drink dropping in it. A couple times in the past week Addy had slyly grabbed a napkin and plucked something out of it before teasing me about it. I sighed as I dried off and walked out to the sink. I brushed my teeth and popped a few pimples before going back to my room with a towel around my waist. I closed the door and dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans and a sweater before sitting down at the computer. I grabbed a drink from my water bottle and realized I had some hairs on it for some reason. I brushed my face with my hand. More hair. I moved quickly to look at myself in the long mirror on the closet. A patch was completely gone out of my beard. I put my hand on my face in disbelief and watched as the slightest touch knocked my beard from my face. In disbelief I ran back to the bathroom and washed my face, hoping whatever it was would come off and keep from causing any more hair to fall out! I pulled up the sleeves to my sweater and splashed water on my face over and over again, After I wiped my eyes clear of the water, I looked down in horror. The drain was completely clogged with a hairball. Looking up in the mirror I was horrified that my face was the cleanest shaven face ever... you might even call it a... baby face. I couldn't even see the little black hair follicle spots on my face, and was worried whatever happened was completely permanent! I grimaced and looked at my arm, only to notice that there were patches of no hair there too! Chris peeked his head in right then, took one look at me, and laughed. "What did you put in my stuff?" I asked nervously. Hoping beyond hope it was a temporary loss. He tossed me a mostly empty bottle. 'Little Hair-No-More!' was the label. Looking at the directions it was the worst-case scenario. 'To permanently remove Little's body hair wash on like a soap and wash off. Takes fifteen second application, and fifteen to twenty minutes to take effect and permanently remove all hair follicles from the applied area. Warning! Do Not Apply To Any Area You Do Not Wish To Remove Hair!!!' I nervously looked up at my hair, but remembered my shampoo had been safe in my room. My longish collar length hair was intact still. "Jack-ass! We said nothing permanent!" I told him. "It's only permanent on Littles. My sister tried it on her legs and still has to reapply it every few months. Don't worry Bro, you're not a Little, right? It'll grow back in a few months!" I gave him the double bird salute before going back to my room. I switched clothes before I left to meet Addy for our study session. When I did so, I discovered every bit of my body hair on my front where I could reach, my arms, feet, legs... and groin was completely bare. My back I didn't scrub as well, so the upper part was still hairy. My reflection in the mirror before I got dressed scared me. It was the reflection of a baby-faced Little boy, who could easily be adopted and taken somewhere before height even came up... I didn't have much time before the study session, so I grabbed my backpack and computer, and headed to meet Addy. She was looking at me with a shocked look as I came up towards her, you could see 'Wha??' coming out of her lips, but I didn't see it long because a Nest Mother appeared out of nowhere. "And where are you going young man? All of the boy's nests are to be in their rooms studying!" I looked up at a tall, and rather plump Nest Mother that I vaguely remembered being in charge of a boy's room since there weren't many 'daddies' interested in the job. "Pardon me, but I'm not a little, I don't live in Wenig," I told her. "You're going to lie to me? I've seen you there every day!" She was about to grab me when Addy came up. "What do you think you're doing with my boyfriend?" "Boyfriend?" She looked at Addy in shock. "Eew... he's a Little!" "He's actually a Mid, as he was telling you. Both of his parents were taller but he got the short end of the straw. And yes, I said boyfriend. I'm also more than willing to call the President of the University and complain on Cameron's behalf about the abuse he was about to suffer." "Well... he looks... I..." "Was just leaving?" Addy suggested. She turned on her heels and I looked up gratefully at Addy. She bent down and gave me a hug, and a kiss that drew some looks. "What happened to your face?" She smiled. "Not that I'm complaining I prefer kissing you like this!" I sighed. "Chris spiked my body wash and beard wash with some sort of permanent hair removal product..." I watched her stifle a giggle. "I'm sorry, it's not funny... but I think in a few months you'll appreciate the prank? That's pretty epic?" "Nothing permanent... those are the implicit rules in our prank war..." I told her. We sat down and took part in the study session for Chemistry. It was definitely more for her than me, but if I could avoid losing a point or two on a test, I would appreciate it! The only plus to the prank was that Addy preferring to kiss me without the beard. She did at least console and reward me with a make out session that night after our study session was done. Of course, apparently, I wasn't Chris's only victim... He'd gotten two other people, including our RA, and found himself in hot water with the university. They were on the verge of kicking him out, but his parents managed to negotiate it down to promising he would be on his best behavior. I very nearly pulled a prank to frame him - just to retaliate, but hadn't felt like I had the best opportunity to do so and get away with it cleanly. I was complaining about it to Stacy and Meg on the third day of finals. "Look at my face," I whined a bit. Meg nodded. "Buy some bigger lifts and be careful what you wear?" Stacy looked confused. "So what's so bad? He's tall enough, right?" I shook my head, I would forget sometimes that she wasn't from the dimension, but comments like that would remind me. "They mostly leave us Mids alone, but if you look cute enough it can still be a trip to a daycare or preschool... I think I've grown another couple of inches this semester, but even if I miraculously reach seven feet before I stop growing, I could easily be smaller than a four-year-old Big." Meg nodded her agreement. "I've seen it... it's not as common since it's not like the newborn size you are Stace, but it's close enough for some crazy Amazon mothers." Two days later, on the day of my last final, I walked out to the main part of campus and saw that all six of the big fountains between my dorm and my class that had been turned off for the winter, had somehow turned back on. It was a warm day so they weren't freezing, but all of them were each a big puff of bubbles! This was another one of those pranks I felt like was pretty much too far with as much clean-up and potential damage I knew it could do. After the other day, I couldn't help but wonder if Chris wasn't involved in it. Sure enough, when I made it out of my last final that day, I passed him speaking with university police officers. Twenty-four hours later his roommate found out he too would have a single for the next semester as he was being booted from the university. It was one prank too many when they found him on the security cameras leaving the dorm with a large backpack and followed him to each of the fountains. A part of me was just disappointed that I wasn't able to return the prank on him. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for the kind comments so far! I hope you continue to enjoy! Please leave me a comment in the reviews to let me know you're along for the ride!